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Let's talk about death

April 17, 2013

Let’s talk about death It’s been a historical mystery of all time that kept prevailing from forever, had a buzz till now .People are dying by natural deaths, accidental deaths, planned and unplanned death but the question is still unanswered what happens after death or why we die? When I was a kid , I was among those science fascinated young scientists(obviously in hearts) with special theories and hypothesis of their own and discovery channel was launched , news papers started the completely new section for science news and sci-fi tv programs pushed my young mind for thinking and relating things with each and everything. So one fine day I saw a program on discovery regarding Qui( pronunciation=chi) , its from Chinese civilization kind of yoga, consist of fluidic movement of body with control on stretches, which helps us regulating the flow of energy in human body. Than I studied a law from newtons i.e. energy can neither be created and nor be destroyed , it can only b

Jungle (gurgaon) se shehar(delhi) tak

December 24, 2012

Jungle (gurgaon) se shehar(delhi) tak So after 4 years and 5 months in NCR , I ultimately managed to depart Gurgaon and relocated to Delhi. Oh boy such a relief, I don’t know how I was living there in gurgaon and now I have a better question why I was living there. Well whatever, Delhi is a different place , it is like a city with dil wale log(people with heart), all they care about talking, walking ,stalking and various other suffix of king. Life is transformed a lot post demise of my father, don’t know why he died so early but now I can proudly accept the fact that he was a great man and a wonderful father. I must say he should be very happy now to spot me living in a society of Delhi, with all most all luxuries of an Indian home. I used to be someone else , what I am now but am I the one who is ‘the one’ once upon a time , don’t know where to conclude the question, though the way I am writing all this over again that I might be the one the who use to be ‘the one’.

Jab tak hai jaan review

November 14, 2012

Jab Tak Hai Jaan makes life look easy. So easy that a self proclaimed 25-year-old, who looks 40, gets to kiss a girl who seems to have walked out of Vogue. You also believe that the latter, despite all her Mercedes and Gucci glory, can’t keep her hands off a waiter who has an annoying habit of speaking like he is perpetually in an art of living class. Life’s so easy, that you can walk straight into an army camp in Ladakh in barely visible hot pants and prance around shooting, presumably stuff, while there are people detonating bombs all around you. Also, if you have legs like Anushka Sharma’s, you belong to a curiously privileged class who can dance around in beach volleyball attire while goats, men and children around shiver through layers of winter clothes. A still from Jab Tak Hai Jaan. Image courtesy: Yash Raj films. You can also go from being freeloading floozies to Michelin-starred restaurant owners in no time, you can lose and get your memory back pretty much the same

I loved my father

October 01, 2012

I loved my father a lot , i never told him but i loved him a lot. when he is no more in this world, i started to miss him like anything. I was watching Dasvidania -the movie a little while back and now i co- relate how my father completed his last wishes before his death.This blog is dedicated to my father Late Mr. Akhilesh Dutt Sharma S/o Late Mr. Rajendra Dutt Sharma S/O Late Mr.Krishan Swaroop Sharma S/O Late Mr. Dwarka Prasad Sharma. My father died because of cancer that's what we can conclude but i don't know there were other things involved in his death. Prior to his death i was not so superstitious or a believer of God, but post his death i certainly understood the fact that you can never see it coming . My father was a healthy , smiling and ever expressive human being in April 2012 and lost to death in July 2012 . He use to tell me always that i will remember his words after him, but i never took them seriously back then , but now i cant change the inevitable fact t

Borrowed from facebook!!!

July 11, 2012

WRITTEN BY AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER.. A Bitter Reality ... As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India. My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided

Spirituality

March 07, 2012

Spirituality Spirituality has a different meaning to each of us, it seems. A standard definition would be: "A sense of meaning and purpose; a sense of self and of a relationship with 'that which is greater than self". Currently, Religion and Mysticism seem to have the monopoly on Spirituality. Theistic religion often regards a 'relationship with god' or divine creator, as a spiritual relationship, while Mystics will often find a relationship to a 'supernatural' force or power. The bottom line is that, almost universally, spirituality has to do with a 'relationship' on one level or another. In most perspectives, it is associated with a person's 'place' or 'meaning' in life... whatever that may be. As subjective as these things can be, we begin to recognize changes in these notions, for social progress tends to carve a path for understandings that stand the test of time. In the modern age, we have the ability to look far i

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