Monday, September 23, 2013

Why is it difficult to start?

My recent endeavours to kick-off an activity, has convinced me that it is really difficult to start. Be it waking up early in the morning or starting to write daily or blogging or socialising more or doing over dreaming. There are myriad factors which contributes toward concluding a task either difficult to achieve or procrastinated. However, there are ways to overcome this dilemma. My experiments with some of the theories to conquer these obstacles has attained considerable fulfilment. 

To start, means to indulge in an activity at such a level that your participation in that activity from start is nothing but 100%. 
 
There are certain vital factors, which affects the overall ecosystem. 

FEAR : In my case, this is the most common reason for failing to start. 
I have experienced fear of disparagement, fear of mockery, fear of falling to unknown depths of shame, fear of failure. This has stopped me from doing things, which I ought to. It takes a lot to overcome fear. In my experience, until you take it to the field, you are bound to be surrounded by misconceptions and prejudices. If you don't give it a try, what remains is a bucket full of wishes and non to fulfil.

I remember an episode from my school days. Equestrianism or in layman's term Horse Riding, was something our school used to brag about. It made sense, as some of my friends became international champions during that time. Although I had no interest in Horse Riding, my mother managed to force me into it. "How?" is something even I don't know to this day. However I did like to watch my schoolmates performing acrobatics on the horse, horse jumping, or galloping. It all seemed macho to me. Hence I decided to give it a try.
All the horses were young and undomesticated. I, innocent little boy, had no clue what was in the store for me. On the very first day, I was instructed to climb on a horseback. Thats it, with no further instructions given, I was asked to trot out the horse. That day I fell from the horse. Not to forget, everyone laughed. I thought its ok to fall, if you are beginner. Thats what you think when you fall from the bike for the first time. It did not matter much to me then. But the incidents of falling from the untamed horses never stopped and became prevalent. I started assimilating negative thoughts about never able to learn riding a horse or possibility of hurting myself. I thought to discontinue.

But there were somethings that changed my decision. My mother made sure I learn and not back off. My instructor (Motu Uncle, "Fat Uncle") inspired me to show up everyday in the horse stable. My friends used to pull my leg and call me names. I had to prove myself. I had to overcome all the mental blocks some how. So I did start again, I continued. I did learn the skill, how not to fall. I enjoyed and struggled every nanosecond. I participated at a national level championship. The experience is all I cherish every now and then.
In the history of my school, I am hopefully holding the record for tripping off the horse, most number of times. The irony is, nobody knows this fact but me.

COMFORT ZONE : In all these years, I have known that nothing is permanent. Everything changes, regardless of your effort to oppose so. And that includes you and you comfort zone.

I want to teach poor kids, but I hardly get time on weekends because I am tired of the week long hectic job.

I want to loose weight, but I can't give up using the elevator. I anyhow burn a lot of calories while travelling.

I personally feel reluctant most of the times to step out of the comfort zone. Remember that all the unhealthy and biased opinionated jargon is stuck in your brain so beautifully that your mind and body are almost every time going to give up against your endeavours. However, once you step out of the cozy zone, against the command of your brain, you will be greeted with lot of bad and good surprises. You are going to cross paths with comfort-zonies and will be tempted to go back to the sweet cocoon. But don't, this is again your brain speaking for you. Try to fool your brain and keep going. Once you learn to deal with it, this new environment is going to become comfort zone for you. Adopt this strategy, so that every time you step out of your comfort zone, you will be expanding your comfort boundaries. This will ultimately help you in overcoming fear in long run.

PRIORITISATION : When you multitask, it becomes difficult to prioritise a task over other. More often we tend to give importance to trivial tasks, at the cost of our valuable time. Its is completely all right to multitask, however its important to set correct priorities for each task. I used to multitask, I still do less frequently. I have realised that it is terrible in execution and entirely chaotic in my head. I sometimes get tangled in the cobweb of tasks, unable to figure out "how and what" am I going to achieve out of this.

I faced a problem recently. I had enrolled for a course on Coursera, which I really wanted to complete and learn from. During the same time, I started working on a ProBono project. I also had a conference to address to in the coming days. Also I planned to write this article, in the same month. I also have to prepare for my upcoming GRE test. On top of all this, I have a day job to attend to.  I had utmost interest in all these tasks, with no clue of how I am going to manage them gracefully. I started working in a ad-hoc manner. Things started falling apart. I was missing that undivided attention while execution. Neither were all the tasks complete nor could I get satisfaction out of it. 

I decided to drop out certain tasks from the bucket. I started to work on one task at a time or give dedicated time to each task. This was more fruitful and satisfactory approach. To the least, I was able to start and complete a task. 

ENVIRONMENT : No, I am not talking specifically about the flora and fauna, or the pollution, or the honking of vehicles or green house gases. Your environment is your friends and family, your workplace, home, source of knowledge and wisdom and learning, tangible things around you that affects your decisions. They play a vital role in shaping up your future roadmap. 

I wanted to learn to play Flute. Since there is a craze out there to learn Guitar and other fancy musical instruments, my choice was bound to attract surprises mainly from my friends. They had truckload of advice for me about this being a silly decision and how I am anyways going to abandon all of it somewhere down the line. Well I did join the class and I had to leave it because I lacked determination, I gave more importance to other things.

I find solitude, interesting conversation with family and friends, smart people at workplace, novels, interesting blogs, content on Quora as some of the galvanising and encouraging elements, which turn ideas into action. Try to find similar elements in your environment. I am sure you will feel the push to start.

Complacency : It is more or less similar to the Comfort Zone. If you feel secure enough, you might turn down opportunities bearing potential risks and never start. 

Patience, Persistence, Self criticism, Self confidence are some of the other aspects which affect your decisions to start. 

For me, all this comes at the expense of being ready to welcome change in me and my surroundings.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

॥ เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू ॥

॥ เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू ॥

เคฒเค—เคคा เคนै เคœिंเคฆเค—ी เค•เคŸ เคœाเคเค—ी
love quotes เค•ी เค•िเคคाเคฌ เคฐเคŸ เคœाเคเค—ी
เคชเคฐ เคฏे เคฎเคœเคจू เคฌเคธ เคธोเคšเคคा เคฐเคน เคœाเคฏेเค—ा
เค•ी เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू

เคธुเคฌเคน เคธे เคถाเคฎ เคนो เคœाเคเค—ी
เคฐोเคœ เค•ी เคคเคฐเคน เค†เคœ เคญी เค–ाเคจा  เค–ा เค•े  เคธो เคœाเคเค—ी
เคคू เคฆिเคฒ เคฎें เค†เคธ , เคนाเคฅो เคฎें เคซूเคฒ เคฒिเค เคธोเคšเคคा เคฐเคน เคœाเคฏेเค—ा
เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू

เคฆिเคจ เคฆเคนाเฅœे เคธाเคฎเคจे เคธे เค—ुเคœเคฐ เคœाเคเค—ी
เคเค• เคชเคฒ เคจोเคŸिเคธ เค•เคฐ, เคซिเคฐ เคญूเคฒ เคœाเคเค—ी
เคคेเคฐे เคฎूเคน เคธे เค†เคตाเฅ› เคจिเค•เคฒเคคे เคจिเค•เคฒเคคे เคฐเคน เคœाเคเค—ी
เค”เคฐ เคคू เคธोเคšเคคा เคฐเคน เคœाเคฏेเค—ा , เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू

เค‰เคธ เคฆिเคจ เค•े เคฒिเค เคœो เค•เคชเคกे เค‡เคธ्เคค्เคฐी เค•เคฐเคตा เค•เคฐ เคฐเค•्เค–े เคนै
เคธเคฌ เคชे เคธเคฒ เคฒเค— เคœाเคเค—ी
เคฆीเคตाเคฒ เคชเคฐ เคฒเค—ी เค‰เคธเค•ी เคคเคธ्เคตीเคฐ
เคšिเคชเค•ी เค•े เคšिเคชเค•ी เคฐเคน เคœाเคเค—ी
เค…เค—เคฐ เคคू เคธोเคšเคคा เคฐเคนा, เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจ เคฌोเคฒू


เค•เคญी เค•เคญी เคฆोเคธ्เคค เค•ी เคญी เคธुเคจ เคฒिเคฏा เค•เคฐ
เคเค• เคฆिเคจ เค‰เคจ्เคนी เคธे เคชเคŸ เคœाเคเค—ी
เค”เคฐ เคœ्เคฏाเคฆा เคฆेเคฐ เค•ी เคคोเคน
เคตो เคฌाเคฐเคตी เคธे เค‡ंเคœीเคจिเคฏเคฐिंเค— เค”เคฐ MBA เคคเค• เคชเคนुเคš เคœाเคเค—ी
เคซिเคฐ เคญी เคคू เคธเคฐ เค–ुเคœाเคฒ เค•े เคธोเคšเคคा เคฐเคนेเค—ा
เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจा เคฌोเคฒू


เคฌोเคฒเคจे เค• เคฒिเค เคนिเคฎ्เคฎเคค เคจเคนीं
เค‡เคฐाเคฆे เคฌुเคฒंเคฆ เคšाเคนिเค
เคจ เคฌ्เคฐांเคกेเคก เค•เคชเคกे
เคจ deodrant เค•ी เคธुเค˜ंเคง important เคนोเคจी เคšाเคนिเค
เค‰เคธ เคฆिเคจ เคธिเคฐ्เคซ เคคेเคฐे เคฆिเคฒ เค•ी เค†เคตाเฅ› เคฌोเคฒเคจी เคšाเคนिเค
เคตเคฐเคจा เคคू เคตเคนी เคฒเคŸเค•ा เคฐเคน เคœाเคฏेเค—ा
เคธोเคšेเค—ा, เคฌोเคฒू เคฏा เคจเคนीं ।

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Kaam-wali Bai

I live in a hostel, which is a small two room flat. Everyday, early in the morning, our Kaam-wali Bai (maid servant) disturbs my REM sleep by knocking the door, in her signature style. When someone opens the door, she would remove her footwear and enters the small flat.

She is a small lady in her early 50s. She is always filled with energy and lots of complains and stories from here and there. A mother of two, she runs her house, providing the maid service to 5 odd places in her typical day work shift.

Her job in the hostel,is to dust and mop the flat. She does her job absolutely fine, considering my past experiences. Rather she cleans up the flat, as if its her own. I like that. Considering her good work, I asked her if she would also wash my clothes. She agreed to it for a very reasonable amount. As expected, she did her job well.

So what is so different about her?

Recently she told me that, whatever money I give her for washing the clothes, she donates it to some place in Sholapur. When i asked why? She told that the trust provides free food to everyone and anyone. I was amazed by her act of charity and her thinking. She makes sure that she donates at least 25 Kg of Rice or anything equivalent. Her standard of living is definitely not above average but her level of thinking is certainly something. She has never asked for extra money for her work. She once told me that, one of her sons is a car driver and gets a good salary. But she never asks for his money. She runs her house from whatever she earns from her job.

 I have great respect for her somehow after this event. It is such acts of altruism, that makes me happy.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

UTTARAYAN AND THE VIBRANT AHMEDABAD



My most awaited festival every year is Uttarayan. Also known as "Makar Sankranti" in other parts of the country. Its celebrated on 14th of January every year. This festival is known for flying kites. The entire Gujarat embraces the beauty and excitement of the festival with its people's enthusiasm, colorful kites, delicious food, bonding and much more. Regardless of caste, community or sex, people of all age groups enjoy this festive season with ecstasy. 

My appetite for celebration is given a boost when I reach the old city of Ahmedabad to buy kites and manja (thread to fly a kite). A mere glimpse of the Bazaar during the night justifies without any doubt that the local populace in the city is too obsessed with kites. The crowd on the streets goes crazy and can be seen buying the stocks in dozens while negotiating and enjoying at the same time. People can be seen buying kites of various colors, sizes, types and shapes. Trendy Chinese lanterns, blow-horns for cheering, sunglasses, hat and much more makes up a typical shop, lined up along with hundreds of other similar stalls. An environment with such a set up, gives the feel of an eve of an extraordinary festivity.  
The city of Ahmedabad gives a lot more than this. Every year the city hosts an international kite festival. People from various countries participate and become spectators to this colorful and joyous event. The participants gets a chance to exhibit their kite work, art and skills. Every festival in gujarat and the food have always been in an implicit sweet relationship. Special delicacies and snacks are prepared during the festive season. One of the famous dish is "Undhiyu". Its a mix vegetable dish prepared from seasonal vegetables and normally eaten during winter season.

On the 14th of January, early in the morning, people occupy the rooftops, terraces, open grounds, or pitch on any scarcely available open place to fly the kites. People from all walks of life, caste, community manage to find out their mode of entertainment. A lot of fancy and artistic toys can be seen famous with the younger lot of the generation who struggle to fly kites easily. A typical festival fanatic will have his own setup of stereo system playing loud music keeping the environment alive. The sky starts to overwhelm with all sorts of kites slowly with the rising sun and as the day advances, the sky becomes a beautifully colored collage with its pieces randomly dancing in confusing directions or fade out in the infinite fabric of blue sky.

A kiter (kite flyer) tries to knock down other flying kites. It typically happen by trying to bring the thread of his kite in contact with the others and skillfully cutting its thread. It brings a lot of joy and excitement and sheer energy. People shout, cheer, celebrate this all day long till they exhaust. There are times when the number of kites in the sky are more than the Kiters. Its because of the presence of orphaned kites (the ones being cut down), floating and wandering with the wind.

The event doesn't end with this. The evening is more beautiful. People tie a large number of small lanterns to the thread of a stable flying kite and let them release in the sky. These lanterns decorate the evening sky in luminous artistic curve along the line of the supporting thread. Its an awe-inspiring view. The recent trend of Chinese lanterns have taken the amusement to another level. These lamps are in a typical shape of a balloon. It rises up due to the thrust  produced from the smoke of the burning fuel at its bottom.. When they rise in the dark sky, they collectively portray an image of myriad  yellow luminescent dots on the black surface irregularly place and constantly shifting places. The view is just breathe taking. You can watch this view for hours and never get over it. The so easy to understand scientific phenomenon, almost looks like a wonder, discovered just yesterday. These lamps even outnumber the jealous stars visibly present in the vicinity.

This amazing festival, though sometimes has turned out to be disastrous because of unfortunate incidents happening due to human mistakes or carelessness or mere negligence. Although adequate advice and precautions are favored, incidents tend to find out their own way of occurrence. However, this has never brought down the mood and good spirit of the festival in people.
This festival brings all people together for a common cause. To celebrate. Something which is powerful and profound. This is what excites every bit of me.
The festival has always come to an end with a happier note every year. I have numerous memories attached with it. And I am sure to cherish them in the years to come. Also I will continue to celebrate with equal or more enthusiasm in the coming years. 

I will be happy to know your experiences. 

Sunday, September 23, 2012

A TREK TO TUNG FORT



            September is the month of rain, scenic beauty, greenery and trekking. Pune is known for many good reasons, one being the forts nearby. Also the flora-fauna and scenery attracts many people from Pune to these places, specially on weekends. For a software engineer like me, these weekends are the days for relaxing and peace. However, being a travelling enthusiast, I feel excited to be at new places all the time.

Like all my trips, this trip also was an impromptu decision. I was enjoying the saturday morning on my "beloved" bed when my cellphone rang. I received the call, half asleep, although knowing who was on the other side of the conversation (a trekking enthusiast and my friend). The voice demanded me to be ready in 5 minutes and pack for the trek. Somehow I got convinced and packed some basic things. I had no idea, how is this decision going to turn out for me!! We also picked up a friend's friend, who supposedly knew about the place we were going to. A bit of relief for first timers like me.


We started late in the morning from Pune. We decided to go via Pirangut and Paud . This turned out to be unfortunate route for us for two reasons. The road welcomes you with potholes and rough patches almost everywhere. Second being, the flat tyre, which got fortunately done in Paud. During our run, many a times the rain entertained us and painted the surroundings as lively as possible. The clouds, mountains and the fog around them captivated our eyes many times. Apart from that, the car stereo and friendly talks helped crack the 80 km drive.

Tung Fort

Tung fort is also called Kathingad fort. 'Kathin' means difficult. Its evident from its steep climbs, cone type structure at the top and a narrow route on the edge throughout. Its a 400 metre climb from the Tungwadi village, which is right at its base. This place is very close to Lonavala (a famous tourist place and hill station).

On reaching the base of the fort, we were welcomed by an old man with a kathi (wooden stick) and his barking pet dog. The dog seemed unfreindly at first. But after our short acquaintance with him and some food, got pet-ly with us. We parked our vehicle under a  big  banyan tree and got ready for the trek.

Although the mountain looked not so tall, but its steepness made me realise that it could be a challenge. However, my friends thought that it was a piece of cake, given the fact that they have been to many such treks.

Fort Entrance
We started towards the top, being a sport. In the start, the rocky steps (probably made for people) made it easy to proceed, however they started disappearing and we had to start making our way from very small path  of a stream. The water in the stream was slowly finding its way in all possible diverging paths down somewhere. The rocks and small stones were slippery, probably due to the continuous flow of rain water. But that didnt kept us stopping anywhere. The entire surface of the mountain was covered with greenery and clouds like cotton balls, at the top. The atmosphere changed its mood regularly. Sometimes raining, sometimes wind playing with the vegetation and sometimes a sudden focus from the sun glowing up the wet flora and fauna. Amidst all these, we didnt missed our chance to click some photographs. There is a small water reservoir on the way. The water didnt seemed good enough to take a dive. Hence avoided it.
Tikona Fort

It took us 45 minutes or so to reach the top. The journey to the top was not exhaustive. I rather enjoyed every moment admiring every beautiful thing on my way. The view from the top is just breathtaking. This place is surrounded by lake Pawna from three sides. 





Pawna Lake and Club Mahindra Resort





You can easily point out LohagadVisapurTikona and Korigad forts very clearly. At a viewable distance one can easily see 'Club Mahindra Holidays - Lake Pawna resort' on the banks of Pawna Lake. 

The top of the mountain is a ruined fort. However it looked much like a watch tower to me. A flag is erected in the approx centre of this place. There is a small structure on the south of the small plane surface on the top which is suppose to be a shrine of 'Tungi Devi'. It was almost unmaintained with everything out of place.

We took some time to take in all these natural snapshots. Everyone cleared there thirst. We had some fruits and some snacks. Having all these on top of a mountain, along with a bunch of friends, just made my day. Everyone posed for there so called Facebook pics of the day :) . Well we captured a lot of pictures of the landscape, green fields, the beauty around us and much more. Getting some peace of mind in your daily life is a boon. 
The sun on the west seemed to be sending an army of dark, angry clouds along with the swift wind to hover over  us and exhibit there power. The bright and glowing sun threw infinite streaks of colourful rays, amidst these clouds, on the tiny appearing fields giving it a heavenly feeling. The baby clouds were fretting from the wind to disappear into the bigger clouds. Soon it started breezing and the rain drops got a chance to play with us. The wind increased its force, sending the rain drops in all possible directions. The drops now started slapping us. The force of the wind created such an effect around the top as if the steam (in the form of tiny rain drops) is rushing out from underneath of the surface. A perfect display of nature's artistic skills. It seemed that the nature was romancing with our mind forcing us to fall in love with it. Everyone was just in their own for a while.

After being on the top for an hour and half, we started heading towards the base. The rain made the way back, a bit difficult. We spotted a troop of Monkeys. The first sign of any living being on the mountain. We reached our initial starting point soon. We unloaded ourselves and started our journey back to Pune.

This time, the plan was to go via Lonavala. In fact this new route was very smooth and better than before. To my surprise this place was very close to 'Tiger point' (a famous place in Lonavala). We decided to halt there for a while. It was around 6.30 pm. The weather was completely foggy. We were not able to see beyond 10 metres. In such a weather if you get to have hot fried pakora (Bhajji) or maggi, then what more could someone ask for? We had garam bhajji ( hot pakora ) and maggi. I have to confess, it was yummy.

After some time, we finally headed towards the destination. The fog turned dense by then. It was a bit diffcult to drive first, but rain then cleared the fog and we were good to go. Almost every one was tired. I threw myself in one of the comfy corners of the car's back seat and went into a sound sleep. Almost in an hour or so we reached Pune. My impromptu decision for this trip definitely turned out to be good.
  
The trekking gang

You can get some basic info about Tung Fort here.