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Oct 18, '09

My younger son was very curious to know when I would take him to market to purchase crackers for him. In spite of assurance of buying him crackers in time, he kept on insisting that I should tell him exactly when I would be going to the market and even warned me of the dire consequences, if I did not keep up my promise. He went to the extent of threatening me of launching another non cooperation movement at my home front. I thanked God that it is going to be a non cooperation movement only and I didn’t have to tackle Netaji style massive military operation.

Desperately wanting to enjoy the afternoon nap, I was reluctant to go to the town market situated about 20km away from my place. So, smiling at him I assured that I would go to market this evening and went to sleep. I kept on thinking about Ronny’s threatening that made me retreat to my childhood, and much cherished merry time of Diwali. We use to decorate our houses with Deepak, my grandmother use to prepare lots of sweets. System of assembling at one place during some important occasions still prevailing then my parents, siblings, uncle, aunty and cousins use to join together to celebrate Diwali and Kalipuja. Being the eldest amongst siblings and cousins I used to be the team leader and under my direction we use to fabricate a crow hover kind of thing which we burnt on diwali nights. Thinking about all those happy Diwali moments, I embarked on to the Time Ship to cruise down the memory lane. I was relaxing on the third deck of the Ship sipping chilled beer with fried Pomfret. There were cool breezes and few pretty faces around. Occasionally I could see some seagulls and dolphins escorting our ship to the destination. But where are we heading to? I tried to recollect from my memory, but just then a message popped up saying due to inadequate space in the hard disk the windows is not able to retrieve the required information. God knows what occupied so much of space, is it those pretty faces around or 2 pints of Hayward 5000. Suddenly there was an announcement from the captain of the ship that our ship would be reaching the destination soon and that we would be received by a very special person. As our ship was approaching the jetty we flocked around the starboard rail to have a glimpse of that very special person. I could notice a handsome Bengali babu in typical Bengali attire waiting at the jetty with a band party. As our ship came closer to the jetty I was astonished to identify the Bengali babu, who was none other than my hero, Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose. This was the first time I saw him in person. Earlier to this, I saw his heroic image in military out fit only in a documentary film. As soon as our ship touched the jetty he signaled the band party, the band started playing Kadam Kadam Badaye ja….. I started marching ahead to the tune of the band, halted in front of him and saluted him. He asked me to look back. As I looked back there was none, where did the pretty faces vanish? And where was the ship? I was puzzled, I turned back towards him, only to find that this time the entire band party was not there. I was sweating profusely. He comforted me with a tender coconut. He also scolded me for boozing. Much embarrassed I told him that I quit smoking last year 4th November, this year 4th November I would stop boozing too. He smiled and asked me ‘how is your Thakuma doing?’ I broke down and informed that she is no more. He said ‘who told you so? She is always with you. Yesterday only I spoke to her she told me that you miss her a lot during Diwali, and that is the reason I invited you to celebrate diwali with me this year. Come, let us celebrate a unique Diwali, which I had always dreamed about. A Diwali, which will bring Peace, Prosperity, Happiness and Good Health, for my fellow countrymen.’ He called me by my nick name Jhontu given to me by Thakuma, and asked me to follow him and took me near a boat. Then we went to another island. I could recognize this island, it is Ross Island. Netaji informed me that we will celebrate this diwali here in this island, only you and me. We will not waste any money on crackers, dry fruits, drinks; will not lit thousands of candles to exhibit our wealth. In stead I will lit only one Pradip (lamp) and pray almighty, that each Indian should be able lit a candle in his own house, each Indian should be able to sleep with filled tummy without fear of uncertainty. ‘Dear Jhontu, I need a person like you to build India the way I dreamed. Will you be with me?’ At once I replied, “Yes sir, it’s my honour to be a part of your mission”. I bowed him, to seek his blessing, he blessed me saying, Jhontu, I have to leave now, as I have to celebrate diwali with all 130 crore Indians to build the India as I dreamed. God Bless you!!! Happy Diwali!!!!!!

Suddenly there was a massive explosion near my ears……….. Bringing me back down to earth, it was my dear Ronny screaming “Baba Baba its already 6 o clock in the evening, when will you go to market to bring crackers?” Trying hard to conceal the embarrassment on my face I asked him, didn’t you have afternoon nap? To build a nation you must sleep in the afternoon. Anyway, lets get ready, we will go to market.

Tags: diwali, pradip, netaji, subhash, chandra, bose

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Aug 30, '09

Chain continues

Today being the rest day of the week, I relaxed a little longer than usual and got up late to find the sun beaming at me as if annoyed at my laziness. Like any other Sunday, I switched on to my computer to cruise through fropperdom while sipping morning tea. On opening my inbox on fropper I was amazed to see Linda sharing an ezblog post containing a lengthy description of me and how I became her friend. Thanks to Linda for her loving nature and describing me as good reliable friend. I am very much grateful to her for such an honor.

I have been here for quite sometime and got introduced to so many people from all parts of the globe. It is very difficult to write about only one friend as I have many in my favorite list. The first person whom I knew through fropper was Meeta (Vally_of_Roses), who says I am her best friend and she was the one who encouraged me a lot on photography . Thanks Meeta!! The other first one whom I knew in person and introduced to Fropper is Sajal (sbm09), who is my best friend. The first froperite to be part of my family is Renuka (Gutz24). Many of us know about these three Fropperites. Apart from them there are many friends on this site that carries a banner of ‘where no one is stranger’, of whom I wish to write, but as I am allowed to mention about only one of them, I abide by the restriction and introduce you one of such best friend here, as she is not known to many.

Last year when I uploaded few pics of goddess Durga I received few remarks from a fropper friend about whom I knew nothing much at that point of time. She used to share some of her Bengali poems with me through fropper. One day I asked her to translate her poems and post them on fropper ezblog. She conceded to my request and posted her poems on ezblog. Till now she was an enigma. But gradually I came to know few more facts about her, like…

That she is active member of Nikhil Bharat Bangiya Sahityo Sammelan.. Rourkela branch...

That her bengali creations are regularly published in a Bengali magazine from her location in the magazine named “Shankho”.

That she is one of the leading environmentalist in India.

That presently she is busy with her post doctoral research work on nano Biomaterials under the able guidance of her husband., sponsored by Department of Science and Technology, Govt of India. Her name is Dr. Mohuya Dasgupta. Pyarse unko hum Mou bolte hai.

Date of Birth: 25 Aug 1971

D.O.B at fropperdome : 24 Mar 2008

Known as: bondhuni

Profession: Full time mother, post doctoral research scholar, but as per her own view. part time.. bathroom singer.. full time house cook

Achievements: First class 2nd MSc from Kolkata University. She was in NIT Rourkela as an faculty member from 2000 to 2006. Leading environmentalist. Worked as Senior consultant in ENVIRONTECH. Many papers on cement pollution in rural India have been published on the net.

Strengths: Friendly Nature, Love of Nature and simplicity.

Best Blog: My India

My favourite blog: My India.

Most popular: Science vs Art

What I learned from her: To spread the message of universal brotherhood!!

Mou now it is your turn to link the chain on to your favorite Fropper Person. You can only link one person on this chain other than me. Let us build the chain longer than collective length of Niles, Amazon, Mississippi and Ganges.

Tags: frienship chain, pradip, mou

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Feb 08, '09

Dil Dhoondta Hai............

For the past few days I was away from Fropperland, and missed some beautiful blogs and new happenings here. Today being a lazy Sunday I decided to cruise through blogs, which I missed then. I was reading a blog written by Oasis2003lib and simultaneously listening to Bengali songs sung by Shyamol Mitra. From this blog I landed in Dagny's blog and realized that this blog was a fruit of another tagging game initiated by Dagny and this made me walk down the memory lane. Indeed they were the golden days of my life which I can hardly ever forget.

I read somewhere that there is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colors are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again in life. So is mine, I still remember when my mother used to comb my long uncut hair and tie it with handkerchief like it is done to the Sardar kids. She even enjoyed dressing me like a sardar. I do not remember exactly but so far as my memory goes there was a garage at the very next door that used to build truck-bodies. I used to visit the garage often and bother Sasti Kaka, the owner of the garage and pester him to make new wooden dolls for me. When he was otherwise busy or not in mood to oblige my request he would say that this truck belongs to a Sardar, who would arrive soon and take me to their home as I too belonged to Sardar community. This is the way he used to pacify me.

On attaining age of six years I was admitted to a school in Birbhum District of West Bengal which is our native place and at a distance of about 25 kms from the place where my parents stayed. I was left at the care of my Thakuma (grand mother) at village. My life was simple there and I used to go to school along with a friend of mine carrying an aluminum box. Like most of the children born and living in village environments even I and my friend enjoyed entering fruit gardens and agriculture fields to steal fruits and sugar cane etc. Obviously it was the time when 'CHORI KARNA PAAP NAHI THA' he…he…he...

Little did I know that my innocent yet naughty deeds would vex villagers so much that they would complain about it to my father, resulting in shifting me to live with them. By this time I was a bit older and in High School and did not need that aluminum box to school any more. But I had a special attachment to it and I preserved my treasures in that like paper cuttings from magazines, newspapers, pens, geometry box, scales etc that I used during my school days. I still have this box 'the invaluable treasure' of mine. The things which the child loves remain in the domain of his heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves.

How memorable were those days. There was no TV in our entire locality. I just had a general knowledge that television or doordarshan is a device through which we can view an object of distance. I saw a television for the first time when it was installed in the recreation room of colliery At first my father didn't allow me to watch television. But later, one fine evening he took me to Colliery recreation room and I watched Morarji Desai taking oath as Prime Minister of India. It was in 1977 when I was about 11 yrs my 'Janam' became 'Saarthak' being able to get 'darshan' of an idiot box. Hey Ram!!!

To visit our village from the Colliery we used to travel by steam engine train. Till then I didn't travel in a train run by electric engine. I expressed my desire to my father. In order to fulfill my wish he planned for a picnic at Mithon dam. I consider myself a lucky boy, who's wish has been not only granted but also fulfilled.

The other most important person in my life is my Thakuma, whom I adore the most. She is not only my grandmother but also an Angel God who granted almost every wish of mine. She used to give me money when ever I used visit village. With this gift of hers I purchased a fountain pen, some Indrajaal Comic Books, Chandamama and three packets of Cadburry Gems for me, my brother and my sister. When I was in 10th class I managed to take a promise from my Thakuma that she would gift me a wristwatch when I cleared my board examination of 10th. As promised she gave me an Anglo Swiss wristwatch on my passing Board Examination of 10th. That wristwatch is the most precious gem of my treasure as it not only a gift but it hosts a noble soul of love and affection in it. Thakuma!!! I miss you.

The essence of childhood, of course, is play and all those naughty activities we do with our pals and near and dear ones. At times though they may cause some harm to some of us but they definitely do not have any ulterior motives in them and as flawless as mountain dew and a time which one would love to live again and again, no matter how many times.

Sardar da puttar with his uncle

when i was six years old

Here are the links to other nostalgic articles.

http://www.fropper.com/posts/28029

http://www.fropper.com/posts/28031

http://www.fropper.com/posts/28112

http://www.fropper.com/posts/28240

Tags: nostalgic memories, dil dhoondta hai

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Jan 23, '09

Netaji

After three days we will celebrate Republic day. Every corner of our country will be painted in tricolor. We will tune in to some of the famous patriotic songs to remember "shahidon ki qurbani". We will greet our friends with email, ecard, scraps with Jai Hind Nara. But most of us forget to even remember the Birthday and Martyrdom day of those greats who sacrificed their life for our freedom. For the past few days I had been writing funny shout outs which was noticed by many of my close friends. Yesterday I placed a new shout out which must have been surely noticed by many of my friends. But in spite of being an unusual shout out none has raised an eyebrow or asked what do I want to convey through that shout out? For the reference of those, who reads this blog in a later day when my shout out is changed, here is the shout out I am speaking about which reads "We are free Indian. Thanks to Ziaudddin, the Pathan insurance agent...." Yes we are thankful to Mr Ziauddin alias Orlando Mazzota alias NETAJI SUBHASH CHANDRA BOSE. Today 23 Januray is his birth day. I pay a tribute to him on his birthday and hope that you would join me.

Sudden disappearance of Netaji from house arrest was as thrilling as Shivaji's great escape from mughal's costudy. One fine morning he escaped from his house in Kolkata, his nephew Dr Sisir Bose drove him till Gomo. From Gomo he boarded in a train and traveled as a Pathan insurance agent named Ziauddin. British authorities realized it after many days. He traveled by foot, car and train and resurfaced in Kabul. From Kabul again he disappeared with an Italian passport under the assumed name of Orlando Mazzota - (in which he was aided by underground revolutionaries and foreign diplomatic agents) -- Netaji appeared in Berlin, via Moscow, on 28 March 1941.

He was welcomed in Germany, though the news of his arrival there was kept secret for some time for political reasons. The German Foreign Office, was assigned the primary responsibility of dealing with Bose and taking care of him, and was well informed about the background and political status of the Indian leader by its pre-war Consulate-General at Calcutta and also by its representative in Kabul.

Bose himself was some what impatient for getting into action soon after his arrival in Berlin, and submitted a memorandum to the German government on 9 April 1941 which outlined a plan for co-operation between the Axis powers and India. Among other things, it called for the setting up of a "Free India Government" in Europe, preferably in Berlin; establishment of a Free India broadcasting station calling upon the Indian people to assert their independence and rise up in revolt against the British authorities. His broadcast from German radio sent shrivels among the British and electrified the Indian masses who realized that their leader was working on a master plan to free their motherland. It also gave fresh confidence to the freedom strugglers in India who were challenging the British. He made alliance with Germany and Japan which were very powerful then.

He took most difficult journey under water, covering thousands of miles, crossing enemy territories in a submarine. He was in the Atlantic, the Middle East, Madagascar and the Indian Ocean. Battles were being fought over land, in the air and there were mines in the sea. At one stage he traveled 400 miles in a rubber dinghy to reach a Japanese submarine, which took him to Tokyo. He was warmly received in Japan and was declared the head of the Indian army, which consisted of about 40,000 soldiers from Singapore and other eastern regions. Bose called it the Indian National Army (INA) and a government by the name "Azad Hind Government" was declared on the 21st of October 1943. INA freed the Andaman and Nicobar islands from the British, and were renamed as Swaraj and Shaheed islands.

The bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki changed the history of mankind. Japan had to surrender. Netaji was in Singapore at that time and decided to go to Tokyo for his next course of action. Netaji is said to have died in a plane crash over Taiwan while flying to Tokyo in August 1945. However, though his body was never recovered.
Despite this long distortion of history the contribution of Netaji in achieving Indian freedom cannot be erased from our heart. Apart from revisionist historians, it was none other than Lord Clement Atlee himself, the British Prime Minster responsible for conceding independence to India, who gave a shattering blow to the myth sought to be perpetuated by court historians, that Gandhi and his movement had led the country to freedom. Chief justice P.B. Chakrabarty of Calcutta High Court, who had also served as the acting Governor of West Bengal in India, disclosed the following in a letter addressed to the publisher of Dr. R.C. Majumdar's book A History of Bengal.

The Chief Justice wrote: You have fulfilled a noble task by persuading Dr. Majumdar to write this history of Bengal and publishing it ... In the preface of the book Dr. Majumdar has written that he could not accept the thesis that Indian independence was brought about solely, or predominantly by the non-violent civil disobedience movement of Gandhi. When I was the acting Governor, Lord Atlee, who had given us independence by withdrawing the British rule from India, spent two days in the Governor's palace at Calcutta during his tour of India. At that time I had a prolonged discussion with him regarding the real factors that had led the British to quit India. My direct question to him was that since Gandhi's "Quit India" movement had tapered off quite some time ago and in 1947 no such new compelling situation had arisen that would necessitate a hasty British departure, why did they have to leave? In his reply Atlee cited several reasons, the principal among them being the erosion of loyalty to the British Crown among the Indian army and navy personnel as a result of the military activities of Netaji. Toward the end of our discussion I asked Atlee what was the extent of Gandhi's influence upon the British decision to quit India. Hearing this question, Atlee's lips became twisted in a sarcastic smile as he slowly chewed out the word, "m-i-n-i-m-a-l!"

Postal Stamp of Azad Hind

100 Rupees note of Azad Hind Bank of India

Netaji at Cellular Jail when INA freed the Andaman and Nicobar islands from the British, and were renamed as Swaraj and Shaheed islands.

On left is the car in which Netaji escaped from Kolkata to Gomo. Right on the subamrine in which he traveled to Tokyo

Tags: netaji, freedom, india

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Jan 08, '09

My First Kiss

My first kiss was to the lovely niece of my friend. I had been to attend my friends wedding on 7th of February 1994 where I met this beautiful niece of my friend. Her natural beauty attracted me a lot, making me restless to the core. As my interest grew more and more I thought of taking help of my friends mother to solve my problem. I even spoke to her and requested to mediate the matter with my mother after I left for Gwalior where I was posted at that point of time. After about a month's time my friend's mother approached my parents with a marriage proposal. As my parents too liked the girl the alliance was approved and I married the girl of my dreams on 1st of May. Though I was pouncing with anxiety I was not allowed to see her face even once on 2nd. It was on the 3rd May when it was our First Night, but the excitement was mounting to such high levels in me that I could not recall how I had kissed her for the first time

I am tagging
Linda (suchislife)
Shama (alamara2000)
Keeran (cre8ive27)
Renuka (gutz24)
Shahla (anna0801)
Mou (bondhuni)
Girishji (earmarkedfortrouble)

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Oct 21, '08

Swami Vivekananda in Belgaum

In 1893, Swami Vivekananda went to America to attend the World Parliament of Religions in Chicago. His powerful speech at the Parliament brought him fame and acclaimed him as a great orator and the most ideal interpreter of India's wisdom. He instantly became very popular in America and worldwide.

Prior to his departure for America Swamiji went on a pilgrimage all over the country, studying the conditions of the people in India. Wherever he went, his magnetic personality attracted people. In October 1892, he visited Belgaum and had stayed in Haripada Mitra’s bungalow in Belgaum. Haripada Mitra, then the Sub Divisional Forest Officer hosted him at his residence for 9 days from 19th October to 27th October 1892. The bunglow is situated in side the Belagaum Fort. During his 9 days stay, every morning he used to visit Sri Kapileshwar temple near Shahpur, Belgaum.

The Karnataka State Government handed over the bungalow in which Swami Vivekananda stayed, to Ramkrishna Mission in the year 2000. The bungalow was renovated and the Ramkrishna Mission building was constructed at the adjacent land.

The Belgaum Fort.                                                                             The bungalow before renovation.



The Bungalow after renovation.
                                                                                                           The Ramakrishna Mission building.

Tags: swami vivekananda, belgaum, ramakrishna, mission

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Jul 24, '08

I am a Green Driver

This evening when I was checking my messages on Fropper, I saw Manisha and Girishji have shared an ezBlog post with me. Through his write up, the writer has drawn our attention towards the need of spreading awareness on Global warming. As CO2 emission is the main contributor for Global warming, he has emphasized on the need, to reduce CO2 emission by following few simple driving rules and road habits and being a Green driver.

In order to prevent Global warming, not only we need to create awareness on the subject, but also, we need to make our own strategy to save our planet.

My action plan, which I am following, is hereunder.

I ensure servicing of my car and motorbike as per schedule.

I ride my motorbike, if need to travel alone and a short distance.

I use public transportation wherever feasible.

I ride bicycle or walk if I have to go to local market.

Latest addition to my action plan - " I am a Green Driver".

I request everyone to share their own action plan. Its not a tagging game.

Tags: global, earth, green, warming, driver, planet, emission

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Jun 24, '08

My picture speaks

The Concise Contest

Slipping away to an exotic beach with my solitude is my desire. Blue sky , breeze, waves, my solitude and I.

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Apr 27, '08

Sogal Someshwar Temple

On 26 Apr 2008 I went to Sogal. It is a popular tourist spot for devotees, nature lovers and trekkers. It is around 75 kms from Belgaum and it has massive hill on which Lord Somnath blesses devotees. The hill is of solid and straight rock, there is waterfall from a height of 30 feet . This temple was built in the Rashtrakuta era. Sogal is a centre for religious teachings. According to an inscription on the temple, even tigers used to stop by and lend its ears to the religious teachings. There is a deer park maintained by forest department. Besides this if you offer coconut cute monkeys with their baby will come closer to you. Baby monkeys are so cute.

From Sogal I went to SAVADATTI YELLAMMA TEMPLE . The Yellamma temple is the shrine of Yellamma Devi or Renuka, wife of Sage Jamadagni. The temple is located atop a hill known as Yellammagudda.

Even though the Yellamma Devi fair is held on many occasions between October and February, the biggest celebration takes place on the full moon day of Margasira. On this auspicious day known as the Bharat Hunnime, the famous Neeramanavi Yellamma jatra is taken out. On this occasion, the goddess Yellamma is worshipped in the manner of Shakti Puja, complete with all its attendant rituals.

During the Yellamma Devi fair, women become Devadasis or slaves of God. This age-old practice has been dubbed as religious prostitution by NGOs and other social organizations. More than 30 thousand devotees from Raichur, Bellary, Bagalkot, Bijapur, Gulbarga, Bidar, Belgaum and various districts of Maharashtra, Andhra, Madhya Pradesh and Goa participate in the Yelamma fair and the car festival. This place is surrounded by several shops with colourful vermilion on display have also added beauty to this place.

From Yelamma temple we went to Naviliteerth Dam on Malaprabha river. Malaprabha originates at 16 km to the west of Jamboti village in Khanapur taluka of the Belgaum District in Karnataka, at an altitude of 792.4 meters in the Sahyadri hillrange. It flows for a distance of 304 km and joins the Krishna river at an altitude of 488 meters near Kudal Sangam in Bagalkot district in Karnataka It also flows through Dharwar District. Hubli city gets the drinking water from this reservoir. This dam is constructed near Munavalli in Belgaum District with a storage capacity of 1.07 km³. It irrigates more than 2,000 square kilometres of land. This reservoir is called Renukasagar.

Tags: sogal, belgaum, tiger, somnath, temple, waterfall, travel, savadatti, yellamma

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Feb 16, '08

Chat with God

GOD : Hello. Did you call me?

Me : Called you? No. Who is this?

GOD : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will Chat .

Me : I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something.

GOD : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.

Me : Don't know. But I can't find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.

GOD : Sure. Activity gets you busy. Bu Productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.

Me : I understand. But I still can't figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.

GOD : Well, I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this internet era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.

Me : Okay, tell me Dear GOD, why has life become complicated now?

GOD : Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.

Me : Why are we then constantly unhappy?

GOD : Your Today is the Tomorrow that you were worried about Yesterday You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.

Me : But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?

GOD : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.

Me : But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty...

GOD : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.

Me : If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?

GOD : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. Good people go through trials, but don't suffer. With that experience, their life becomes better, not bitter

Me : You mean to say such experience is useful?

GOD : Yes. In every term, Experience is a hard teacher. She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards.

Me : But still, why should we go through such tests? Why can't we be free from problems?

GOD : Do you know what "PROBLEMS" stands for? Problems are :
Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessons to Enhance Mental Strength.
The Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance, and not when you are free from problems.

Me : Frankly in the midst of so many problems, we don't know where we are heading....

GOD : If you look outside, you will not know where you are heading. Look inside.
Looking outside - you dream. Whereas, Looking inside - you awaken.
Eyes provide 'sight'. Whereas, Heart provides ' insight '.

Me : Sometimes not succeeding fast seems to hurt more tha moving in the right direction. What should I do ?

GOD : Success is a measure as decided by 'others'. But, Satisfaction is a measure as decided by 'yourself'. Knowing the road ahead, is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead. You work with the compass. Let others work with the clock.

Me : In tough times, how do you stay motivated?

GOD : Always look at how far you have come, rather than how far you have to go. Always count your blessing, and not what you are missing.

Me : What surprises you about people?

GOD : When they suffer, they ask, "Why me?" When they prosper, they never ask "Why me?"
Everyone wishes to have Truth on their side, but few want to be on the side of the Truth.

Me : Sometimes I ask, "who am I, why am I here". But, I can't get the answer.

GOD : Seek not to find who you are, but seek to determine who you want to be. Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here, but create the purpose. Life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation.

Me : How can I get the best out of life?

GOD : Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.

Me : One last question. Sometimes I feel my prayers are not answered.

GOD : There are no unanswered prayers at all. Understand that, at times, the answer to your prayer is "NO".

Me : Thank you for this wonderful chat. I am so happy to start the New Day with a new sense of inspiration.

GOD : Well. Keep the faith, and drop the fear. Don't "believe your doubts", and never "doubt your beliefs". Life is a mystery to solve, and not a problem to resolve. Trust ME. Life is wonderful - if you know how to live.

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