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Who are not acquainted with Howard Roark; let me introduce him. He is the lead character of the book Fountainhead by Ayn Rand. He is a passionate architect, who is born for architecture, to make, to create & to design buildings. But he does all this on his own terms. No compromises, no changes in designs, no annoyance, no tensions and if he doesn't get that work; no regrets. The only condition is that that he wants his buildings exactly the way he has designed them. Not even

I was quite a dumbo when I was a kid. For me it was a charm to see the weather updates in the evening news. And interestingly when it used to be summers; I used to be very happy seeing the temperatures soaring high to 47-48 degrees Celsius. I used to think about it as a good sign; as if the more the temperature, the lesser the heat. I was not bothered about the intolerable heat because I didn’t use to take them as summers. It was mere a season for me. In the afternoons we use

Sometimes I really wonder that can we thank google enough. Because it’s so diverse, so efficient, so full of solutions, so fast & so unbiased that we can compare it with an ancient Yogi who has the power of clairvoyance & telepathy & that too of very higher quality. Yes, it can get you whatever you want. Truly hats off to Mr. Larry Page & Sergey Brin for coming up with this tremendous modern solution for the current times. And as they started off with their true passion & a p

One day there happened an incident interesting, When the body & the soul start conversing. Body said, “Look! I’m so beautiful and visible, But no one can see you, you are so fictional. I’m the one, who faces the flows & obstacles of life, And you, the one who lies there unaware of all the strife.” “I’m the one who takes birth, grow & play, I don’t know where do you reside, seems you are stray. I can make relationships with people, And they can love back. Oh! Poor consciousnes

Sitting in the hotel room in London; viewing Big Ben, River Thames, London Eye & The Parliament House. The sun has just arrived, the same sun which shines in India. I'm observing the sky, the winds, the trees, everything is same. The difference is in the infrastructure, the people & the weather. Suddenly I got an idea while observing Big Ben; I started thinking as if I'm in India. And I felt so happy that I can't tell you. India as a developed country, India with strong infra

Few days ago I read Jiah Khan’s letter to her boyfriend, which she wrote before ending her life. I was really surprised by her death. Just a 25 year old kid, who had a bright future in Bollywood. Who was so bold that some of her scenes were banned in the movies. But it seems there lied a soft, insecure girl beneath that boldness. Who simply wanted to marry her boyfriend & settle down in life. And that’s not all; that child was even bearing her boyfriend’s tortures & abuses as

The more we go deeper to find the ultimate truth, the more we find it an illusion. The smallest indivisible particle is called an atom, but it is made up of what? And what is beyond that? Similarly, there is the smallest indivisible part of space & time also, then what is beyond that? And what are they made up of? Does a whole new universe lies beyond that? Illusion, illusion & more illusion. Are we living in just one universe at a time or there exist many universes simultane

There are always two spectators to observe your journey & deeds. One is you, yourself & the other is the universe. No matter what; both of them will observe you every passing unit of time. And other than these two, there is no third entity which can keep your track honestly & unbiasedly. Just the two. Among these two; the universe is common for all, for every living being & the second one is you, the soul. Your soul, my soul & every soul. To whom this journey belongs. No matt

There is my path; there is your path, And there is an ultimate path. Which is one & same for all. There is my truth; there is your truth, And there is an ultimate truth. Which is one & same for all. There is my world; there is your world, And there is an ultimate world. Which is one & same for all. There is my religion; there is your religion, And there is an ultimate religion. Which is one & same for all. There is my point of view; there is your point of view. And there is a

We see the world as we are, not as the world is. Different people, different ways to see the world; hence different worlds exist. Each one of us sees a separate world. My world is different from your world, your world must be different from someone else's world. And if someone is capable to see the real world, the world as it is. He would be able to see the one world. He would see my world also, your world also & someone else's world also, at the same time. To attain that lev

We are the 12th graders, We are the teenagers. Who are going through a lot of physical changes, mental findings, understanding relationships. But above all these we are the 12th graders. Sometimes when we feel at peace and smile, Just at that moment a teacher or a parent or a relative or an intellectual classmate, look at us, weirdly, Like you are a 12th grader buddy, How can you just smile? And just at that moment our peace goes & our smile vanishes. Because we are the 12th

Books have their own realm, their own world. Not actually one world but different worlds. Recently I heard this quote on books, " Normally a person lives only one life, but a person who reads books lives many lives, simultaneously". I found it too good & so true. Yes, indeed through books I got to see & feel many lives. I've seen Afghanistan through Khaled Hossieni's books A Thousand Splendid Suns & The Kite Runner. I've seen India at the time of partition through Khushwant S

Hey women! It’s your time, To think big, to achieve something in your life. To attain new heights, To move out, to have wings, to fly. To be conscious of your existence, To carry on your persistence. You’ve given birth to lives, You’ve raised them up with smiles. You’ve taken good care of your house, You’ve given plenty of love to your spouse. Keep doing all that stuff, But you are just not that enough. You are competent to achieve even more, Look there is a closed door. Whic

When a person is truly passionate about something & doing that particular task gives him immense satisfaction & happiness. That kind of happiness makes that man contented. He becomes stable in his thoughts & deeds. Inner happiness is utter selfishness. Integrity in self is the most primary requirement when one wants to serve the society. And everyone must serve the society by giving them what they can truly & happily produce. That integrity comes when we are happy. And we bec

I tell you a boring dish like khichdi (porridge) have never tasted this better, as it was yesterday night. I took the first bite & closed my eyes, as if feeling every particle, every aspect of its taste. It was blissful! Then I thought of Pi. How tragic his life is. A 16 year old boy, who is the only survivor of a shipwreck. He had lost all his family, is on a life boat & to add onto his misery (or probably blessings) surprisingly he is accompanied by a 400 pound Bengal tiger

Me, the consciousness. Me, the power. Me, the spark. Me, the soul. Me, the force. Me, the positive. Me, the hope. Me, the divine. Me, the confident. Me, the constructive. Me, the enthusiastic. Me, the optimistic. Me, the undeniable. Me, the mighty. Me, the knowledgeable. Me, the strength. Me, the worthy. Me, the integrated. Me, the most honest. Me, the selfless. Me, the secured. Me, the purest. Me, the humblest. When ME is this much then why ME feels demotivated. Thank you fo

Just started reading “Life Of Pi” by Yann Martel and surprisingly in first two pages only got to know about this cute animal called Sloth. They are medium sized mammals found in the jungles of central & South America. Sharing exactly what I read about these cute, saintly animals in the book. The author has written this book on behalf of another person named Pi. He has written that he chose sloth for his zoology thesis because its demeanor- calm, quiet & introspective did some

Don't know why got tears in my eyes, When smelt the boundless fragrance of a tiny flower in the morning. Thinking that when this little flower can hold unlimited aroma within, Which is visible from far. Then we are the ones who are huge & the most developed species. I wonder how much we are capable of? We ourselves are unaware about those infinite fragranced flowers like this, We hold down under. Then where are those flowers...where have they lost? We know that they are disap

We live casually, shallowly, randomly, Enough! Enough of this kind of living. Come friends! Let's start a journey, A journey towards the soul. A journey, which is profound, A journey, with a purpose. A purpose to serve the soul. A purpose not to integrate the whole world, But to integrate ourselves first. A purpose completely selfish, To find our own truest wish. Coz until we won't combine ourselves, How can we combine the world. Until we won't lead ourselves, How can we ever