ದೇವರಾಯನ ದುರ್ಗ = Devarayanadurga
Awesome!
Hiking is so much more fun that following the steps! The hill is not very steep, so for amateurs like me, it was really exciting!
All set for Shivganga as well (Its a beautiful gaussian hill, combination of two gaussians actually, the top part with a very small sigma. From devarayanadurga, the hill looks like a mexican hat).
The stories associated with the temples (on the top of the hills) are really fascinating. But then, that's not the reason for me to get attracted to them.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
LOVELY MESSAGE
/* It really is lovely */
/* But I dont know how many of us really act proactively */
A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of
marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was
the gem of their eyes.
When the boy was around two years old, one morning the
husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for
office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep
it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the
kitchen totally forgot the matter.
The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the
bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It
happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults
in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother
hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother
was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.
When the distraught father came to the hospital and
saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.
QUESTIONS
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1. What were the five words?
2. What is the implication of this story?
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ANSWER:
The husband just said "I am with you Darling"
The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behaviour.
The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life.
There is no point in finding fault with the mother.
Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened.
No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child.
What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband.
And that is what he gave her.
If everyone can look at life with this kind of
perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world ....
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
MORAL OF THE STORY
Sometimes we
spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to
blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the
people we know! Take off all your envy, jealousy, anger, selfishness, and fears!
And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think!
/* Got this mail today from my dad, it really is lovely... thanks for cheering me up
! */
/* Anger is not good, even worse to speak this out and not act accordingly */
/* "Take off all your envy, jealousy, anger, selfishness, and fears!", is that possible? */
/* But I dont know how many of us really act proactively */
A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of
marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was
the gem of their eyes.
When the boy was around two years old, one morning the
husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for
office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep
it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the
kitchen totally forgot the matter.
The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the
bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It
happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults
in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother
hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother
was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.
When the distraught father came to the hospital and
saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.
QUESTIONS
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1. What were the five words?
2. What is the implication of this story?
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ANSWER:
The husband just said "I am with you Darling"
The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behaviour.
The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life.
There is no point in finding fault with the mother.
Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened.
No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child.
What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband.
And that is what he gave her.
If everyone can look at life with this kind of
perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world ....
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
MORAL OF THE STORY
Sometimes we
spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to
blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the
people we know! Take off all your envy, jealousy, anger, selfishness, and fears!
And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think!
/* Got this mail today from my dad, it really is lovely... thanks for cheering me up
! */
/* Anger is not good, even worse to speak this out and not act accordingly */
/* "Take off all your envy, jealousy, anger, selfishness, and fears!", is that possible? */
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Who moved my cheese
35 mins (less than a hundred pages) of fun and adventure.
A worth read. Nice book.
A worth read. Nice book.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Flash
3rd Feb 2008
2 am in the morning. Wow! It was fun to stretch down at the lawns, staring above at the orange sky. Yeah, even this early in the morning, the sky wears a subtle shade of orange, in the background of blue...with black merging in so beautifully with the orange sky. Or hey, is it the other way round? Its almost as if, the sun never set down, its still hanging in there somewhere. Is that true?
"True"! Of late, everything, that a person thinks of as "true", seems to be localised around the perception of the "truth" that he develops over years (I dont know about the factors, there might be just so many, or so few). Oh yeah, the word "local" is important here. The things that the mind wants to believe actually turn out to be the true. But isnt that what really happens? We believe only when we see truth in what we see, and what we see sometimes maybe a hallucination, just a day dream, which sometimes gives us momentary flash of joy... and then like a spirit flame, it dies off miliseconds after its birth when the reality collides with it head-on. I don't know why these "joys" dont last forever. As`far as I am concerned, the joys that I've experienced so far, form a very little fraction of my whole lifetime (presuming it to be around 60 years... presumption which comes with the guarantee word - "probability" :P). These are like the headache pains that turn on and off without warning... but just, they're not as welcome as these momentary flashes. And at this hour of night, my head aches while my lips curve into a smile.
Played badminton today. It was fun even though we lost. I am not very sure whether we lost or not (I forgot), just that I didnt play well, but still liked the game a lot. When the show ends, the curtains are pulled down. Today's show was great, now my eye lids are curtaining down.
And here comes the darkness of the night, which already has put lots of conscious minds to sleep and now invades my territory as well.
Good night BITS. Good night Pilani. Good night IIA. Sleep well, so that you wake up to another bright day. See you tomorrow most probably. Sweet dreams.
Hoping for a better tomorrow (Why? I wish I knew)
Signing off
Shruti
2 am in the morning. Wow! It was fun to stretch down at the lawns, staring above at the orange sky. Yeah, even this early in the morning, the sky wears a subtle shade of orange, in the background of blue...with black merging in so beautifully with the orange sky. Or hey, is it the other way round? Its almost as if, the sun never set down, its still hanging in there somewhere. Is that true?
"True"! Of late, everything, that a person thinks of as "true", seems to be localised around the perception of the "truth" that he develops over years (I dont know about the factors, there might be just so many, or so few). Oh yeah, the word "local" is important here. The things that the mind wants to believe actually turn out to be the true. But isnt that what really happens? We believe only when we see truth in what we see, and what we see sometimes maybe a hallucination, just a day dream, which sometimes gives us momentary flash of joy... and then like a spirit flame, it dies off miliseconds after its birth when the reality collides with it head-on. I don't know why these "joys" dont last forever. As`far as I am concerned, the joys that I've experienced so far, form a very little fraction of my whole lifetime (presuming it to be around 60 years... presumption which comes with the guarantee word - "probability" :P). These are like the headache pains that turn on and off without warning... but just, they're not as welcome as these momentary flashes. And at this hour of night, my head aches while my lips curve into a smile.
Played badminton today. It was fun even though we lost. I am not very sure whether we lost or not (I forgot), just that I didnt play well, but still liked the game a lot. When the show ends, the curtains are pulled down. Today's show was great, now my eye lids are curtaining down.
And here comes the darkness of the night, which already has put lots of conscious minds to sleep and now invades my territory as well.
Good night BITS. Good night Pilani. Good night IIA. Sleep well, so that you wake up to another bright day. See you tomorrow most probably. Sweet dreams.
Hoping for a better tomorrow (Why? I wish I knew)
Signing off
Shruti
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