There can be no mistake at all; it’s definitely got to be Mr.Murthy. the 6 foot two inch lanky, superbly built, it was a great pleasure for the entire world of Mr.Murthy to be witnessing such a radical change in the innards of his heart as well as the outer man as a whole. He had the overwhelming reputation of being called a “perfect Bad man”, he had several stories to his credit, like leaving his job thrice in four months, slapping his boss and so on, all that one can say about him is that he is not the favourable person you get to work with, that is due to his greatly dominating personality trait – his short temper. All this was before he had attended a conference “Application, presentation and efficient product output session”, at Frankfurt. Yes, he has been invited; he is really the most talented ‘creature’ on the planet.
But, if there is a change even in a kind of person like him, then there has to be something of real significance happened to him that he had become such a different person. He had been speaking very politely, very carefully phrasing each and every word of his, respecting every person in his domain. He has really changed? If so what brought this great change in such a person? Something at Frankfurt might have been the cause of this phenomenal change. Mr.Vikram has been a close associate to him for over 20years that is from their 5th grade of their schooling, even when Mr.Murthy was all alone, when no one cared even about his existence; Mr. Vikram was the only one to care for him, to see him as a person, as a human. So, he set out to ask him what exactly happened on his trip.
“Hey! Murthy! How has your trip been?”
“Oh! It’s you Vicky?”
“Who else do you think it is?”
“No its not that, I was just surprised you came at this time of the night. You usually would be with your wife, the ideal husband of this century!”
“You haven’t lost your charm buddy, but, still I can tell you that you have had some of the biggest shocks of your life for you to change this big.”
“I didn’t change at all!!”
“You are telling me? Now tell me what caused this radical change in you? Or should I ask who caused this change?”
“Okay fine, I never did hide anything from you so I’ll be telling you what happened.”
“Well…”
“Just Start…“
“Fine, as you know I have been to Frankfurt, I met a girl there, we went together for about three odd days and I don’t know what happened on the next day, we drank on the last night together, I might have offended her, but mind you I did nothing wrong, although it’s common in those countries, the next day, I didn’t remember a thing, she came to me, said she was sorry for spending time with me and……” he couldn’t continue any longer. Vikram waited for sometime, after a bit longer than a second, he continued again,” You see she said that she could never talk with any one who misbehaves with any one else, even if it’s in an unknown country, she slapped me, and said,” Learn to respect others, learn about the word polite, learn to mingle with others, only then you will deserve some respect.”, that’s all was what she said and she left.”
“I saw a letter and which she threw at me, it said, “I would have married you had you not hit the old man who was serving you at the hotel on the first day we met, you have all the qualities I would want them to be in my husband, still I cannot make you my life’s other half.” And till now I did not know what happened the last night after the dinner.”
“how was she?”, Vikram asked.
“Man she’s cute, a French, still she was really good, angel like.”
“I’ll tell you what happened.”
“What?”
“Yeah! I can guess, no I certainly believe that ‘YOU’ had proposed her the previous night and…”
“And?”
“She’s the only person who could control the great Mr.Murthy and you both would have made a great pair, but, the only thing you can do is to heed her advice.”
“That, I have been doing from the day I came to my motherland…”
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
LOVE AND LIFE
Jim Carter is the most known, able, handsome bachelor of the small town of Norwegeria. A 20000$ per week, Jim works for an international company, with a promise of steep rise in career. Every girl knew him, every girl wanted him to be her man, a heart throb among girls, but, he considered none. He knew that some day he would be meeting his life's lady; he wanted a true love, a love which blossoms only when the eyes, the mind, the body and the heart take him towards her. One evening, after a small business party, he walked slowly towards his home, a not so heavy fog settled down in the town, a far distance could not be seen properly and in that vague sight, he had seen her – the one for whom he had waited for so long. She was clad in blue denim shorts and a white t – shirt, a pitch black hair till her neck, she looked angel. Their eyes met. Jim felt his heart skip a beat, his mind urged him to talk to her. She, at a distance gave a mysterious, enchanting smile and with that captivating smile, she ran away into the darkness – her cute legs glide in the darkness. He kept watching her as she disappeared.
He found her.
Strange was the day, the time, and strange was she. The next day, he kept searching for her, leaving his work. Again at the weekend, again after another party he had seen her and this time he took her straight to the church, married her, had two children, for 6years they lived happily and in the next year Mrs. Carter died suffering from leukemia and he never married anyone in his life again. May be he never found the smile again.
He found her.
Strange was the day, the time, and strange was she. The next day, he kept searching for her, leaving his work. Again at the weekend, again after another party he had seen her and this time he took her straight to the church, married her, had two children, for 6years they lived happily and in the next year Mrs. Carter died suffering from leukemia and he never married anyone in his life again. May be he never found the smile again.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Who's the Student and who's the teacher?
It was the most imaginative day ever. I felt a different person that day. My thoughts began to race faster than they usually do.
I am a 40 year old person, working in a school, as the school's principal. I actually enjoy my work although many of my friends work in many multi national companies with a lot of potential to increase their salaries, but, I, choose to remain in what I really enjoy, I love all the nick names by which my students call me, like say, princi, tiger, old man and stuff like that. I get several complaints everyday and yet I never carry them in my mind. But, it was different that day. That day changed me too.
I wouldn’t say that it’s a complaint; I would rather call it to be a casual talk with my student, and he is a 7th grader. I gaped at his imagination. He was a genius in the making. It was not a really big talk, just a small one. Okay, I will take you all on a journey on what exactly happened that day.
I exactly remember that it was a Monday. I was in my cabin, talking to a neighboring school principal, asserting that I would be getting my school children to the Science exhibition in their school, I heard a knock, somebody was waiting for me outside my cabin.
I finished my call as they entered my cabin. I saw science teacher along with her student and he was really short below the average size of his classmates, he stood there very frightened. I decided I will not be shouting at him, he was really cute to be in 7th grade. So, I started with the first question I usually ask everyone.
Yes?
Sir, he has been day dreaming and he himself said that without any shame sir.
I looked at furiously at him and then smiled. That boy too smiled. I asked him “So what were you dreaming sir?”
“Nothing sir”
“YOU WILL have to tell me NOW!”
“Sir I have a lot of interest in electronics sir.”
“Do you know what electronics is?”
“Sir you see I have an elder brother in engineering and an elder sister in inter so sometimes I learnt about them when my brother explains my sister and then I learned on my own by reading their books sir.”
“I asked you what you were dreaming about.”
“Sir, I dreamt about the current, a light blue in color passing through each and every matter, be it a conductor or not, I dreamt what it is to be having everything blue, all the different kinds of shades of blue, all the trees blue, conducting the same energy into each other, wouldn’t it be great sir?”
“It’s really good but, do you think you should be day dreaming in the class?”
“I am sorry sir!”
“You may go now but take your teachers permission and come in the last period.”
“Okay sir”
In the last period I took detailed notes of his thought, made sure it got printed in the year’s magazine. And when I dreamt on the similar lines, I felt the ecstasy, I never felt before. Even I started dreaming……and it was fun…..even you should be dreaming……
I am a 40 year old person, working in a school, as the school's principal. I actually enjoy my work although many of my friends work in many multi national companies with a lot of potential to increase their salaries, but, I, choose to remain in what I really enjoy, I love all the nick names by which my students call me, like say, princi, tiger, old man and stuff like that. I get several complaints everyday and yet I never carry them in my mind. But, it was different that day. That day changed me too.
I wouldn’t say that it’s a complaint; I would rather call it to be a casual talk with my student, and he is a 7th grader. I gaped at his imagination. He was a genius in the making. It was not a really big talk, just a small one. Okay, I will take you all on a journey on what exactly happened that day.
I exactly remember that it was a Monday. I was in my cabin, talking to a neighboring school principal, asserting that I would be getting my school children to the Science exhibition in their school, I heard a knock, somebody was waiting for me outside my cabin.
I finished my call as they entered my cabin. I saw science teacher along with her student and he was really short below the average size of his classmates, he stood there very frightened. I decided I will not be shouting at him, he was really cute to be in 7th grade. So, I started with the first question I usually ask everyone.
Yes?
Sir, he has been day dreaming and he himself said that without any shame sir.
I looked at furiously at him and then smiled. That boy too smiled. I asked him “So what were you dreaming sir?”
“Nothing sir”
“YOU WILL have to tell me NOW!”
“Sir I have a lot of interest in electronics sir.”
“Do you know what electronics is?”
“Sir you see I have an elder brother in engineering and an elder sister in inter so sometimes I learnt about them when my brother explains my sister and then I learned on my own by reading their books sir.”
“I asked you what you were dreaming about.”
“Sir, I dreamt about the current, a light blue in color passing through each and every matter, be it a conductor or not, I dreamt what it is to be having everything blue, all the different kinds of shades of blue, all the trees blue, conducting the same energy into each other, wouldn’t it be great sir?”
“It’s really good but, do you think you should be day dreaming in the class?”
“I am sorry sir!”
“You may go now but take your teachers permission and come in the last period.”
“Okay sir”
In the last period I took detailed notes of his thought, made sure it got printed in the year’s magazine. And when I dreamt on the similar lines, I felt the ecstasy, I never felt before. Even I started dreaming……and it was fun…..even you should be dreaming……
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