POETRY: EERIE WAYS OF TIME

June 12, 2015POETRYage, bad times, cherished times, country, earth, fun times, good times, great times, loving times, peom, planet, poetry, religion, spiritual, time, time the healer, time zone, worldshravancharitymission

EERIE WAYS OF TIME

In the spate of times,

It was always a mix of good and bad times,

but all of it was time’s time,

For I never owned an iota of time,

And time appeared to me like a borrowed rhyme.

And in this erratic world of mine,

No one could rule over time,

And having conquered the world,

One still lost to time.

While I cursed bad times,

I longed for good times,

But this eerie family of time,

Never gave me a steady time.

In certain moments aeons happened,

And in certain aeons, only moments could happen,

But in the graph of time,

Everywhere every time something always happened.

It never let me rest,

As it never rested itself,

Always kept me on my toes,

Even when it had no toes.

Ageless, speechless, soundless,

Colourless, odourless, shapeless, stareless,

Yet it combats the mightiest,

and saves the daintiest.

It has no religion,

No place of worship,

No country it belongs to,

And no planet it comes from.

Yet when I look back,

I find I was never without time,

Whether good or bad,

Nevertheless, I was always in the company of time.

And then one day it smiled and said,

I am your friend, your mentor and your mirror of life,

For when you do good to others I make you smile,

And when you hurt I make you cry.

And in times of crisis,

I am the biggest healer,

And as you tread your journey,

I follow you as your healer.

So learn to respect thy time,

As you won’t go far if you waste time,

For good time is scarce,

In this world of crime.

And whether this way or that way,

Time will take care of you either way,

And as time says,

Those are my eerie ways.

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

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ONE TO TANGO … RIA’S ODYSSEY

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AADAB LUCKNOW … FOND MEMORIES

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REFRACTIONS … FROM THE PRISM OF GOD

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POETRY: LIFE BECOMES EASY WHEN CHALLENGE BECOMES A PASSION

June 11, 2015beautiful lines, poem, POETRY, quote, spiritual, Uncategorizedachievement, ambition, ambitions, aspiration, aspirations, average, boring, career, challenge, excel, exist, failure, goals, horizon, jobs, lament, life, lifespan, lifetime, mediocrity, motivation, passion, perseverance, poem, poetry, refractions, successshravancharitymission

A poem from the book: ‘Refractions from the Prism of God.’

LIFE BECOMES EASY WHEN CHALLENGE BECOMES A PASSION

Life is a challenge without passion,

Life is tough till ambition becomes a passion,

Everything is distant till goals become a passion,

And life remains tough till the will-to-achieve becomes a passion.

For in the heaps of life challenges are galore,

And I am just me but aspirations are truckloads,

Time is zipping where challenges are pulling,

And in all of this only passions are balancing.

Life is all about perseverance to perfection,

For mediocrity is lamentation,

But perseverance is boring,

Without the spice of passion.

For in the anvil of a lifetime,

Horizons are wide,

Subsist, exist or excel,

And all is in your aspirational spell.

For average is average,

Success is success,

Achievement is achievement,

But excellence is excellence.

But there is no excellence without passion,

And no challenge with passion,

For life is only a matter of habit,

Where in every sphere of life,

Passions overtake challenges.

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ONE TO TANGO … RIA’S ODYSSEY

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AADAB LUCKNOW … FOND MEMORIES

(Launched in Lucknow International Literary Festival 2014)

REFRACTIONS … FROM THE PRISM OF GOD

TYPICAL TALE OF AN INDIAN SALESMAN

Story of an Indian salesman who is lowly qualified but fights his ways through uncertainities to reach the top. A good read for all salesmen. Now available in Amazon.com

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Delhi boy death in US exposes truth behind American Dream

June 10, 2015Uncategorizedamerica, american dream, indians, indians in usa, investment banking, jobs in the usa, nri, usashravancharitymission

By Kamlesh Tripathi

Delhi boy death in US exposes truth behind American Dream

Once, while I was changing a flight in Frankfurt for Mumbai an elderly gentleman came and sat next to me. He was a retired scientist from Bhabha Atomic, Mumbai and was returning after visiting his son in the US. We got around chatting stuff about the US. I thought he would have some great things to say about young Indians working in the US. But contrary to that he appeared to be more on the complaining mode. And, explained in great detail why life was so very stressful there, and at times you felt it was not worth it. Many youngsters want to return home but are unable to do so because of family and peer pressure, as returning to India after a stint in the US is generally perceived as failure of sorts. But surely, all that glitters is not gold if you were to read the column below.

Delhi boy death in US exposes truth behind American Dream

TIMES NEWS NETWORK 4.6.15

Washington/New Delhi: He was born in New Delhi, graduated from University of Pennsylvania, interned at Credit Suisse and Deutsche Bank and began working as an analyst at Goldman Sachs in San Francisco in September 2014.

Often he complained to his father on phone about “working 20 hours at a stretch.” He briefly quit his job, but went back to the crushing pressure.

Sarvshreshth Gupta was just 22 when he was found dead in the parking lot next to his San Francisco apartment on April 16, under circumstances yet to be explained by authorities. And now an on-line essay by his father Sunil has stirred a debate on the stressful working conditions in the US financial sector. In recent months, there has been a string of deaths allegedly related to work pressure on Wall Street.

In the moving essay titled ‘A Son Never Dies’, posted after a month after his death on website Medium (and later withdrawn), Sunil offers an insight into the kind of pressure his son faced at his job. In his last conversation with his father, Sarvshreshth said he had not slept for two days and was working alone while everybody else had left the office. Sarvshreshth Gupta’s tragic story serves as a cautionary tale at a time of the year when scores of Indian parents are visiting the US to see their children graduate from American universities and begin chasing the much-ballyhooed “American Dream.”

A FATHER REMEMBERS

“Papa I do not get enough sleep. I work 20 hours at a stretch.” During certain weeks, he was working on weekends too.

I protested, “Son, you will ruin your health,” He would say, “Come on Papa, I am young and strong. Investment banking is hard work.”

From mid-Jan, he started complaining. “This job is not for me. too much work and too little time. I want to come back home.”

–Excerpted from SUNIL GUPTA’S ONLINE ESSAY, ‘A SON NEVER DIES.’

SHORT STORY: KNOW YOUR GURU

June 9, 2015causerie, column, short story, snippet, spiritual, story, Uncategorizedaashram, angiras, bad, coach, disicple, forest, forest tales, good, guru, gurudakshina, gurudev, lessons, pupil, shishya, spiritual, student, tales, teacher, upnishad, valuesshravancharitymission

Once upon a time there lived a Mahatma called Angiras in a forest. In his aashram he had many pupils. And all them had a great respect for him. Especially, about his knowledge and wisdom.

Among them, there were some who had learnt faster than the others and followed the route as suggested by the Guru. These pupils were generally respected by others for their learning prowess. But there were some who were jealous of them. They forgot that because of their own shortcomings they were unable to understand and comprehend the Guru in a wholesome manner. And soon, they started suspecting that the Guru was using some mysterious ways to coach his favourite students, for some special talent.

One day when the Guru was alone. They went up to him and asked, ‘Gurudev, it appears you are teaching something special to your favourite students. Why don’t you give the same knowledge to us, also?

Guru, did not like the query of his pupils. But he peacefully replied. ‘I consider everyone to be the same, and I have imparted the same education and knowledge to everyone. But if some out of you have progressed faster than others it is because of your own efforts. After all, who has stopped you from being proficient?’

Students could not understand what the Guru was trying to say. This made the Guru rethink. After a little while he spoke again, ‘I am ready to give special attention to all the students who want it. But I have one condition. You will have to clear a small test for me. You will have to go to the nearby village. To find a good person for me.’ Finding the test to be simple and easy all the complaining students were very happy. They quickly elected a representative out of them who enthusiastically set out on the mission.

But unfortunately. Wherever he went and whomsoever he met. Were all involved in some form of sin. After searching a lot. He returned to the ashram empty handed and in a remorse tone he said, ‘Gurudev, I’m sorry. I could not find even one person who had not committed a crime.’

Guru, in a morose tone said. ‘Is it so! Let me see. Okay let me send someone, out of those students. About whom you all were complaining.’ Guru then called for a pupil out of them, and ordered him to go to the nearby village to get him a bad person. The obedient pupil said, ‘As the Guru desires. Let me try.’ And, with that he left.

But the complaining students felt as if Gurudev had again committed injustice. Because, the pupil will get plenty of bad people. As the village is full of them.

Guru requested them to keep their cool. After sometime. The deputed pupil returned empty handed and said with folded hands, ‘Please pardon me Guruji. I scanned the nearby village but I did not find a single bad person.’ On hearing this. Rest of the of the pupils started laughing. He further said, ‘every person has done at least one good deed. And I did not find a single person who had not done one good deed. So, kindly excuse me.’ After saying so. He took his Guru’s permission and left.

Guru then told his complaining pupils, ‘My dear students. This is that borderline that differentiates between good and bad, right and wrong and positive and negative.

Your mind blossoms when in everything you see goodness. World is a mixture of happiness and sorrow. It depends on your mindset and what you want to take from the world. People who are positive grow faster than those who are negative.

For a Guru, all his pupils are dear. And if any pupil considers himself distanced from the Guru then it is that student’s stupidity. The more you feel close to me the more you will develop and it will be seen in your actions.’

This story tells how we should face life and its challenges. Complete surrender to your Guru will only lift you from your sorrows. The story is from Upanishad.

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POETRY: YOUR CONSCIENCE WAS MY SIGN ON

June 8, 2015ARTICLE SPIRITUAL, beautiful lines, causerie, poem, POETRY, spiritual, spiritual article, Uncategorizedchurch, conscience, fame, god, gurudwara, masjid, materialism, mind, parmatma, peace, poem, poetry, prayer, riches, sign on, temple, wealthshravancharitymission

YOUR CONSCIENCE WAS MY SIGN ON

In pursuit of you I prayed and prayed,

With you behind I strayed and strayed,

Knowing well you’ll protect me from all disgrace,

As the world looks up at you when in dire straights.

In all my wrongs you were a party,

As I churched and templed to keep you happy,

I divorced my disobedient conscience to be with you,

And in all my endeavours I only saw you.

You got me name fame wealth and riches,

You made me an icon to exemplify the masses,

I was going great guns,

Until one day it all stopped happening,

And God its tiring thereon.

Son you got me all wrong,

I was never in for your wrongs, and I’m deaf to songs,

And no more can see my own churches and temples,

Perhaps, God has now left them and gone,

And mere makeover and materialism is on,

And child when you were born,

I was around,

And I come to each child that is born,

To leave my sign on.

But God I didn’t find you when I was born,

So I kept looking for you in the temples, churches and my bygones,

And later … I discovered you in my prosperity and my riches,

Till one day it was all gone.

Dear son your conscience was my sign on,

Until one day you asked my ‘sign-on’ to carry on,

And since then you were on your own,

For I was long gone.

By Kamlesh Tripathi

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ONE TO TANGO … RIA’S ODYSSEY

(Archived in Connemara Library, Chennai and Delhi Public Library, GOI, Ministry of Culture)

AADAB LUCKNOW … FOND MEMORIES

(Launched in Lucknow International Literary Festival 2014)

REFRACTIONS … FROM THE PRISM OF GOD

TYPICAL TALE OF AN INDIAN SALESMAN

A story of an Indian Salesman who is lowly qualified but fights his way up. The book is now available in Amazon.com

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WORD POWER-IDIOMS-PHRASES

June 7, 2015Uncategorizedshravancharitymission

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Purported: Appear to be or do something, especially falsely.
Rime: Frost formed on cold objects by the rapid freezing water vapour in cloud or fog
Hegemonic: Ruling or dominant in a political or social context.
Impinge: To have an effect, especially a negative one.
Prosaic: Having or using the style or diction of prose as opposed to poetry; lacking imaginativeness or originality.
Fulsome: Complimentary or flattering to an excessive degree.
Raconteur: A person who tells anecdotes in a skillful and amusing manner.
Hurtle: Move or cause to move at high speed.
Callow: Inexperienced and immature.
Guffaw: Loud and hearty laugh.
Russet: Reddish brown in colour, rustic, lonely.
Delirium: Restlessness, illusions, incoherence.
Speckled: Covered or marked with a large number of small spots or patches of colour.
Ubiquitous: Present, appearing or found everywhere.
Balk: Hesitate or be unwilling to accept an idea or undertaking.
effrontery: Insolent or impertinent behaviour.
Inchoate:…

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POETRY: WHEN I STUMBLED IN LIFE

June 6, 2015Uncategorizeddark, education, illiteracy, life, light, poem, poetry, skill, spiritual, windmillsshravancharitymission

WHEN I STUMBLED IN LIFE

Whenever I stumbled in life,

It was only because of absence of light,

And the more I allowed darkness to remain and reign,

Is when my light abstained.

For absence of light is dark,

Bereft of eyes is dark,

Absence of knowledge is dark,

For darkness always resides in a care-of.

In the medley of life,

Darkness is death and oxygen is light,

And when the sun-sets, darkness too rests,

But upon sunrise darkness strikes.

Darkness laughs at the failures of light,

But light never finds the trace of darkness,

Darkness thinks light is scared,

When, light doesn’t even get a chance to dare.

In the hot chase of life,

Chase out darkness and bring in light,

For light is the beacon, but darkness a crime,

And, all in the bickering of time.

And ever in the windmills of life,

If darkness strikes,

Blame only yourself,

For you did not follow the light

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

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ONE TO TANGO … RIA’S ODYSSEY

(Archived in Connemara Library, Chennai and Delhi Public Library, GOI, Ministry of Culture)

AADAB LUCKNOW … FOND MEMORIES

(Launched in Lucknow International Literary Festival 2014)

REFRACTIONS … FROM THE PRISM OF GOD

TYPICAL TALE OF AN INDIAN SALESMAN

Story of an Indian salesman who is lowly qualified but fights his ways through uncertainities to reach the top. A good read for all salesmen. Now available in Amazon.com

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MESSY–#MAGGI 2 MINUTE #NOODLE

June 6, 2015Uncategorizedshravancharitymission

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

MESSY–#MAGGI 2 MINUTE #NOODLE

What MNCs should know

#MaggiRecalled

High lead content in Maggi has sent Nestle into a tizzy of a lifetime. Vigorous tests are on, in the food labs of India, and soon anyone’s bluff will be caught if not already. And, it is not only for Nestle, but a reminder for all MNCs that gone are the days when you could serve a sub-standard and obsolete product in India and get away, as the equations have altered and tables have turned.

Today the literacy levels of India are at 74%, and most Indians when they walk into a store have already made up their minds, about what they are going to buy and why. Consumer laws too have firmed up even when they may not be as pungent as the US.

India over the years has become a very attractive and money spinning…

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MESSY–#MAGGI 2 MINUTE #NOODLE

June 5, 2015article, article on foreign affairs, articles, column, retail ppt, short article on business, Uncategorized#maggiRecalled, #yeswecan, amitabh bachchan, coffee, FSSAI, madhuri dixit, maggi, mnc, narendra modi, nestle, noodle, noodles, PMO, processed food, secretary food, switzerland, usashravancharitymission

By Kamlesh Tripathi

MESSY–#MAGGI 2 MINUTE #NOODLE

What MNCs should know #MaggiRecalled

High lead content in Maggi. Has sent Nestle into a tizzy of a lifetime. Vigorous tests are on, in the food labs of India. Soon anyone’s bluff will be caught if not already. And, it is not only for Nestle. But a reminder for all MNCs. That gone are the days. When you could serve a sub-standard and obsolete product in India and get away. But now the equations have altered and tables have turned.

Today the literacy levels in India are at 74%. Most Indians, when they walk into a store have already made up their minds. About what they are going to buy and why. Consumer laws too have firmed up, even when they may not be as pungent as the US.

India over the years has become a very attractive and money spinning sub-continent market for any MNC. With its newly rich population and the population explosion. In some ways it fares even better than the markets of the US. In fact serving the Indian market is like clocking a revenue equivalent to serving half of Europe. When we milk the geographical advantages of India’s neighbours.

The Indian population as per 2011 stands at around 1.21 billion. Out of which around 830 million is rural and 380 million is urban. As compared to the total US population of 319 million. So, even our urban population is higher. Than the total population of the US. Our urban distribution is at 69% and rural 31%. Quite favouring, a smooth flow of goods and services across the sub-continent.

With a population of 1.25 billion. On an average every seventh person in the world is an Indian. This has extrapolating advantages when you sell in India. In terms of scaling up a brand, brand recall or even name recalls of niche segments in prominent SKUs. And a big chunk of Indian population, are expats and NRIs. To them what is sold at home is acceptable in foreign lands too, from day one. So, a MNC, even gets a ready export market should it want to manufacture in India. Where, labour and cost of infrastructure is way below the western world.

Although India’s population is three times that of the US. Its land area is only 1/3^rd of the US (India 3287590 square km—US 9857306 sq km). That makes India a much more compact market than the US. Where, distribution costs are much lesser. And, an even more gleaming factor would be the population density. That directly triggers footfalls, and consequentially sales. The average population density of India is 364/km as compared to the US which is 90/square miles—again a favourable tilt towards India.

Summing up. In times to come. Such large markets in confined clusters. That will give high footfalls will be a rarity. Therefore Indian consumers and markets need to be treated with a lot more prestige and seriousness by MNCs. As days are not far, when operating headquarters of many MNCs will move closer to the bulk of their consumers. Where, only China and India will be their likely destinations.

So, MNCs should move around with bags. That have single pockets, and not bags with too many pockets or hidden pockets for various countries. As transparency is the wholesome virtue in present times. And last but not the least. The golden goose is very much there. But the MNCs shouldn’t try to kill it for short term gains.

And brand ambassadors of MNC products. Need to verify complete details, before they sign up for any product.

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CROSSTALK: WHO HELPS WHOM … the X-factors of politics

June 5, 2015Uncategorizedshravancharitymission

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

Dr Manmohan Singh after bitterly criticizing BJP in the morning calls on Prime Minister Narendra Modi in the afternoon. Many TV channels speculate as to why this meeting took place. There are rumours galore that he went to tutor the PM on how to run Indian economy, and some said he called on the Prime Minister for asylum; owing to the various scams committed during UPA regime. And, BJP won the general elections because of the scams.

Well on the face of it BJP and Congress might be bitter rivals but the moral of the story is even a bitter rival can give his opponent a lifetime of an opportunity. Perhaps, PM Narendra Modi didn’t forget this gesture of Dr Manmohan Singh. So, in politics who helps whom is often not in the hands of politician.

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Mohd Asaduddin Owaisi, is a bitter rival of BJP…

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