The stock exchange always lets me down.... Whenever I expect from my investment is rarely given when I expect it.... Infact when I am least expecting a return the stock exchange surprises me.... And gives me more than I expected...
Can we say the same about our investments in human relationships?
Afterall as with stocks we are also taking a chance on each of our relationships
... We really can't foretell whether the relationship will bear any dividend or not... And whether ur investment is going to be appreciated or whether it will sink....
I guess that is the thing with investments - be it the stock market or personal relationships.... There is always potential to be surprised....you never know which relationship is going to giving you the dividend... Just when you least expect it....
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Are we sexist or what????
"Pak Bomb lands in India" screamed the headlines.... well not an actual bomb .... it was a back handed compliment to Rabbani Khar, the young attractive foreign minister of Pakistan..... and then Headlines Today interviewed her ... where the foreign editor actually asked her... "what is your priority? Is it family, foreign office or polo??"!!!!! Would this question have been asked if the foreign minister was a man with 10 kids at home??? Sir, what is your priority? Is it the 10 kids at home or the fragile Indo - Pak relations?? And what did the interviewer expect her to answer... No no.. I am the foreign minister in name only... I actually represent my husband and only give time to Indo - Pak relations when my kids are asleep at 9 p.m....
Seriously India.... grow up....
On the other hand I did like the headline of Pak Bomb lands in India.... wonder why no such headlines are screaming out when Karzai lands in Delhi.. Afghan Bomb lands in Delhi.... perhaps that is because bombs land in Afghanistan and not from Afghanistan....
"Pak Bomb lands in India" screamed the headlines.... well not an actual bomb .... it was a back handed compliment to Rabbani Khar, the young attractive foreign minister of Pakistan..... and then Headlines Today interviewed her ... where the foreign editor actually asked her... "what is your priority? Is it family, foreign office or polo??"!!!!! Would this question have been asked if the foreign minister was a man with 10 kids at home??? Sir, what is your priority? Is it the 10 kids at home or the fragile Indo - Pak relations?? And what did the interviewer expect her to answer... No no.. I am the foreign minister in name only... I actually represent my husband and only give time to Indo - Pak relations when my kids are asleep at 9 p.m....
Seriously India.... grow up....
On the other hand I did like the headline of Pak Bomb lands in India.... wonder why no such headlines are screaming out when Karzai lands in Delhi.. Afghan Bomb lands in Delhi.... perhaps that is because bombs land in Afghanistan and not from Afghanistan....
Monday, July 25, 2011
Prisoner of ones own device
So one of the outcomes of the robbery in my house is that I have set up a ultra crazy alarm system in my house.... so everynight I am supposed to switch on, go to sleep soundly and when you wake up you switch off the alarm system and proceed with your day as it is...
Now for the catch... things do turn crazy if you forget to switch it off when you wake up.... so there was the minor incident in my house.... where I woke up in the middle of the night and sought to grab a glass of water.... only to be "alarmed" back into my bedroom.... I screamed my way back to the bedroom....
I finally came out only after I had switched off the alarm from behind the door with ony one extended arm braving the space outside my bedroom.....so for a period of time I was a prisoner of my own device....
Now for the catch... things do turn crazy if you forget to switch it off when you wake up.... so there was the minor incident in my house.... where I woke up in the middle of the night and sought to grab a glass of water.... only to be "alarmed" back into my bedroom.... I screamed my way back to the bedroom....
I finally came out only after I had switched off the alarm from behind the door with ony one extended arm braving the space outside my bedroom.....so for a period of time I was a prisoner of my own device....
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Things for life from Sports
Swimming:
When you are in deep water - breathe...... and you will float up...
Running
Dont look back... always keep your eye on the finish line.... if you look to who is catching up with you you will most certainly fall back... if you dont, you will most certainly be the first one to finish.....or at least you will finish
Cycling
Release the fifth gear when the task seems uphill... you will release reserves of energy to enable you to take go up the hill....
Yoga
Sometimes you have to be in the weirdest of positions to get the maximum benefits....
When you are in deep water - breathe...... and you will float up...
Running
Dont look back... always keep your eye on the finish line.... if you look to who is catching up with you you will most certainly fall back... if you dont, you will most certainly be the first one to finish.....or at least you will finish
Cycling
Release the fifth gear when the task seems uphill... you will release reserves of energy to enable you to take go up the hill....
Yoga
Sometimes you have to be in the weirdest of positions to get the maximum benefits....
Friday, July 15, 2011
What shows for the 35 years I have been on earth??? well I dont want this post to turn out to be a ego boosting exercise... but one of the person I have become.... some of the key changes in my life ...
- I coloured my hair, straigtened my hair, lost my hair and then decided to leave it alone for a while....
- I lost 17 kilos over a period of 1 year... gained 7 of that back in 6 months while on secondment....but then fun has not measure...
- I lost a bit of my innocense.... though I suffer from this malady still...
- I have become more hesitant in making friends.... fragile relationships are a way of life...
- learned to treasure my family....
- love kids more.... I now like children till they are 9....after than I dont like them that much....
- become more concious of public perception
- travelled a lot.... and still want to ...
- loved and lost... still worth it...
- aspired more...
- learnt politics is not really for me...
- loved Mumbai... and then began to see its seamy side....
- realised that some things are just not going to change... the best is to accept it...
- learnt that I am not a super human being... I clearly cannot be invisible....
- learnt that sometimes it is best not to react....
- learnt that I am not always the most controlled person....
- I coloured my hair, straigtened my hair, lost my hair and then decided to leave it alone for a while....
- I lost 17 kilos over a period of 1 year... gained 7 of that back in 6 months while on secondment....but then fun has not measure...
- I lost a bit of my innocense.... though I suffer from this malady still...
- I have become more hesitant in making friends.... fragile relationships are a way of life...
- learned to treasure my family....
- love kids more.... I now like children till they are 9....after than I dont like them that much....
- become more concious of public perception
- travelled a lot.... and still want to ...
- loved and lost... still worth it...
- aspired more...
- learnt politics is not really for me...
- loved Mumbai... and then began to see its seamy side....
- realised that some things are just not going to change... the best is to accept it...
- learnt that I am not a super human being... I clearly cannot be invisible....
- learnt that sometimes it is best not to react....
- learnt that I am not always the most controlled person....
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Slaps of Mumbai
The last post seems ominous now... given that Mumbai has been rocked by 3 bomb blasts yet again.... and this time I was in a car at Dadar west when the bomb blasts happened ... I heard the blasts... thot they were unusual... and figured it might be somebody bursting crackers... and went my way.... and realised that something had happened only when I got the message that blasts had happened....
As I say... I am even more convinced that Mumbai lives on Ram Barose.... yet again citizens who were anxious to go home get caught in the middle of this all.....
Mumbai delivers slaps to people once in a while... be it the bomb blasts... train blasts... the floods.... every now and then Mumbai acts as a great leveller.....both rich and poor get affected... so you could be driving in your fancy audi and be stuck along side a yellow and black taxi ..... both of you trying to inch your way forward in the traffic jam......
Perhaps that is the reason people in Mumbai dont show off.... they know that everything can be taken away in a minute.... and that you are no different from the others...
As I say... I am even more convinced that Mumbai lives on Ram Barose.... yet again citizens who were anxious to go home get caught in the middle of this all.....
Mumbai delivers slaps to people once in a while... be it the bomb blasts... train blasts... the floods.... every now and then Mumbai acts as a great leveller.....both rich and poor get affected... so you could be driving in your fancy audi and be stuck along side a yellow and black taxi ..... both of you trying to inch your way forward in the traffic jam......
Perhaps that is the reason people in Mumbai dont show off.... they know that everything can be taken away in a minute.... and that you are no different from the others...
Saturday, July 09, 2011
After the November 26th attack in Mumbai there was a stream of angst from the public.... who the hell is protecting us??? how can terrorists armed to the teeth sail across the border and hold the city hostage???? where were the powers that be who were supposed to protect us???? Anger poured out into the streets of Mumbai and evryone discovered their voice....
The anger remains but the voice doesnt... as with everything else in Mumbai the chaos has overtaken the fears... people just got swept away once in the business of making a life...
The toughness of life of a mumbaikar becomes manifest day in and day out to me.... starting with the morning newspaper walla who doesnt come to your house on time... to the lady who cleans your house.... to your cook... your life is a well oiled machinery completely dependant on the professionalism of individuals who probably dont know the meaning of that english word.... what works in Mumbai is the "zabaan"... the words carry more strenghth in this city than the written code... throwing lawyers like me redundant.... I trust my maids to come to my house on time... I trust my maids not to steal from me... I trust my maids not let people into my house... I trust their zabaan.... as much as they trust my zabaan that I will pay them a certain amount of money every month.... in some strange way Mumbai is running on the strenth of the "zabaan".....
You come out to the streets of mumbai and you see life operating in an "organised chaos" basis... there is some rhythm to the chaos.... horns blaring, cars stalling, kids crossing, buses plying, street vendors selling magazines... everybody wants a place in the streets of mumbai... to get on with the business of making a life... and I keep wondering to myself... what prevents another attack on Mumbai?
I mean who is to stop a mad man from running across the street strapped with bombs and blowing himself up... who is to prevent another sea borne attack? everyday you come upon wide gaps in the city's machinery which could have converted into a full fledged attack...and as I drive away I keep hoping that no crazy person with the intent to kill has noticed the gaping hole in the thin fabric of mumbai life....
and I wonder what keeps the city going.. and I can only express it one word ... everything in this city runs on "Ram Barose"... in the faith that God will look after one and all... if you die, then God just wanted you to die that way... if you lived, God just wanted you to live for something....
I wonder whether there is any other city in the word where 20 million people live on sheer faith.... as they say God Knows... or should I say Ram Knows....
The anger remains but the voice doesnt... as with everything else in Mumbai the chaos has overtaken the fears... people just got swept away once in the business of making a life...
The toughness of life of a mumbaikar becomes manifest day in and day out to me.... starting with the morning newspaper walla who doesnt come to your house on time... to the lady who cleans your house.... to your cook... your life is a well oiled machinery completely dependant on the professionalism of individuals who probably dont know the meaning of that english word.... what works in Mumbai is the "zabaan"... the words carry more strenghth in this city than the written code... throwing lawyers like me redundant.... I trust my maids to come to my house on time... I trust my maids not to steal from me... I trust my maids not let people into my house... I trust their zabaan.... as much as they trust my zabaan that I will pay them a certain amount of money every month.... in some strange way Mumbai is running on the strenth of the "zabaan".....
You come out to the streets of mumbai and you see life operating in an "organised chaos" basis... there is some rhythm to the chaos.... horns blaring, cars stalling, kids crossing, buses plying, street vendors selling magazines... everybody wants a place in the streets of mumbai... to get on with the business of making a life... and I keep wondering to myself... what prevents another attack on Mumbai?
I mean who is to stop a mad man from running across the street strapped with bombs and blowing himself up... who is to prevent another sea borne attack? everyday you come upon wide gaps in the city's machinery which could have converted into a full fledged attack...and as I drive away I keep hoping that no crazy person with the intent to kill has noticed the gaping hole in the thin fabric of mumbai life....
and I wonder what keeps the city going.. and I can only express it one word ... everything in this city runs on "Ram Barose"... in the faith that God will look after one and all... if you die, then God just wanted you to die that way... if you lived, God just wanted you to live for something....
I wonder whether there is any other city in the word where 20 million people live on sheer faith.... as they say God Knows... or should I say Ram Knows....
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Mumbai Musings
Its tough living in Mumbai... everybody agrees.... when they get the time to think about the questions that is.... everybody is in a rush.... rush to get to office, rush to make it back home, rush for the movie, rush before the rains start, rush before the traffic gets bad... rush rush rush....
the Neeraj Grover murder case has been hitting the headlines....for good reason.... the macabre murder shocked everyone... more so because these were people just like you and me who committed the murder.... my parents also weighed in on the issue... according to my dad all 3 parties were wrong... all three??? huh?? what did the victim do?? I pondered loudly.... I should have expected my dad's reply... "why did he go and spend the night at her house? when they are not married?? if you do such things you will get killed" hmmm....I wonder whether that was a subtle message to me from my dad...
in other news my tata sky plus goes blank when the rain starts... nwo I would have thot that they would have enough research done to withstand mumbai monsoons... instead it goes completely blank even during the lightest rains... so I was completely pissed off.... and called customer service .... blah blah blah I complained... only to hear the person tell me... "madam there is nothing wrong with tata sky. What is wrong is your expectation from Tata Sky. Dont expect it to wrok during the rain"..... whattttt?????????????????
Mumbai is a tough place to live in... slowly your good humour also loses sheen... and probably sleep... and added to that there will be no TV during the sleepless nights.....
the Neeraj Grover murder case has been hitting the headlines....for good reason.... the macabre murder shocked everyone... more so because these were people just like you and me who committed the murder.... my parents also weighed in on the issue... according to my dad all 3 parties were wrong... all three??? huh?? what did the victim do?? I pondered loudly.... I should have expected my dad's reply... "why did he go and spend the night at her house? when they are not married?? if you do such things you will get killed" hmmm....I wonder whether that was a subtle message to me from my dad...
in other news my tata sky plus goes blank when the rain starts... nwo I would have thot that they would have enough research done to withstand mumbai monsoons... instead it goes completely blank even during the lightest rains... so I was completely pissed off.... and called customer service .... blah blah blah I complained... only to hear the person tell me... "madam there is nothing wrong with tata sky. What is wrong is your expectation from Tata Sky. Dont expect it to wrok during the rain"..... whattttt?????????????????
Mumbai is a tough place to live in... slowly your good humour also loses sheen... and probably sleep... and added to that there will be no TV during the sleepless nights.....
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