Orange up on a tree

Once there was an orange on a tree
Waiting to be plucked by someone free
Orange was fat and juicy and strong
If it was alive, it would be the orange king

All came, saw and visualized
What would it feel to eat it raw
Or cook it up in a dish
The taste, the smell and the view made them salivate

But it was high up on the tree
Climbing up and plucking was a daunting task
Which was a major deterrent for all
Dreaming was easy but plucking it was painful

Then came one person
I don’t know what was his origin
He might be black, he might be white
To clarify the colour of the skin is not the point

He declared to all that orange was his
He will pluck and eat it raw
He would think of some strategy to climb up
And get it for himself

Locating the goal is the first step
To reach the goal is the ultimate path
Think of a path, think of a strategy
Think of something to get it right

He sat and waited and thought
Normal means was out of the question
No ladder, no rope, nothing will help
What would he do to reach his claim?

He thought of this, he thought of that
Till he could think of no more
He was all alone and tired of his wits
He was smart but he was in little bits

One day, came a smart person
Again his skin colour is not the point
He advised, why don’t we use a pulley
To climb up this slippery trunk

“Pulley, yes pulley is a good option”
Said the original crusader
“In the end we will both divide the share”
So where it was one, now it became two!

They went to a carpenter
To learn how to make a pulley
“He asked them why do want one?”
“Oh we will climb up the tree and get one each for our self.”

“In that case I will join you and we three will get the claim.”
“Oh yes!” agreed both the crusader and the smart one.
So the tree went on to make a pulley.
So the crusader, the smart and the carpenter went to get their holy grail.

Day and night, they worked for two days
Tied a rope to a rock and threw it successfully round the branch
The crusader went up, pulled by the carpenter, the smart and the bouncer
They all hoisted the proud crusader

The crusader reached the top
What he saw amazed him
The orange had a kingdom of its own
Each and every fat like it

All had a good proper meal
Some had raw, some had it with fish
In the end
It was feast for everyone

Selfishness - The driver to mankinds greatness

Recently I read an article an article on facebook, a class experiment to make all the students understand socialism and its effect on personal growth. It was a very nice experiment in which the professor through a life example make all the students realize the negative effect of socialism on an individual.

Anyways, after reading that article, I started to ponder on what really drives human aspiration, desire to succeed. Which of the seven deadly sins can we attribute this to or is it a good thing?

It is not a rhetorical question but a very important question to think about. The answer to this on individual level will help many to answer many of their moral dilemmas. Many situations has arrived, must have also arrived in front of you to choose between two of your dearest things. Choosing one will automatically disqualify the other. So what should you choose? Why should you choose? What was the reason behind the two offerings? Kind of tough to answer.

I have always believed and will always believe its self greed and not any other feelings like competitiveness, ego, self satisfaction, inner peace or any other feeling to be sole motivator to achieve scales of success. Whatever the achievement, whatever the path chosen, it all starts with a small feeling "Greed". The scientist who discovered penicillin which helped many, started with a greed to quench his thirst of knowledge. It culminated to discoveries and the desire and greed to do something unimaginable.

Its Greed which turns this world around. Many discoveries, forms of art, literature can somehow be traced back to one man's dream and to little his greed. Greed has and will always be the root cause of a man's actions which can then be traced to other people and their greed.  Greed is all around us. Look outside the window, look over to your closed ones. Each and everyone is full of it and exploiting its true nature to achieve success.

An interesting question might come to your mind. What about people who do services which are before self. Its all crap! Each and every person always has a motive, a reason to do so which in turn satisfies their greed. Free lunch is no such concept. The quicker an individual realizes this, the better it will be for him.

The only exception I believe to this rule are people who achieve nirvana (religious people).They have and will always be mystery to me.

I have taken today's world as an example and not olden times as my case study.

Link to the article

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=2416109117390&set=p.2416109117390&type=1&ref=nf

Childhood Memories

Walking here and there, keeping up with appointments
Not looking back over to the people whom one has overcome in the race
And finally during a halt, the perennial question comes into picture
Where each and everyone think what was our childhood like?

During a random facebook chat
Catching up with those of your childhood past
They throw incidents at you like you know it all
And in those precise moments I wonder what was my childhood like?

Cousin Brothers and sisters make fun of the agedness behaviour
They all say you weren’t like that when you were way too young
And then they shift to other people and acts 

I standing dumb wonder what was my childhood like?

Thousands of time, thousand of moments
I have done something different, extraordinary
Which surprises me how did I get so smart to accomplish it
And to understand, comes the marvel question what was my childhood like?

Sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am sad
And most of the times I try to understand
Why did I do that or this and what could have been the appropriate way to act
The only reasonable reason I believe come through what was my childhood like?

Right now I cannot say I am too young or too old
I believe this is the right time for me to do something more
I want to win the world and become the king
To create wow and win all
I have to try to understand who I am by trying to know what was my childhood like?

Delhi Metro Fundas

Indian Metro Funda 108: Stand where you get the place to stand, even forsaking places where you can stand comfortably #Crowd at the door

Indian Metro Funda 104: Look where you sitting. You might need to stand in case they are reserved for ladies, oldies, PHs or someone in need. #Reservation

Indian Metro Funda 105: You might get disappointed after following a hot single girl #Ladies compartment

Indian Metro Funda 101: You need shin guards, helmets, elbow guards, knee caps, L guards to protect yourself while boarding a coach #Gurgaon & Noida lines and Rajiv Chowk

Indian Metro Funda 106: After gyming, best place for chest relieving exercises #Making space, throwing people off their position in attempts to de-board

Indian Metro Funda 111: Coach after the ladies compartment - Most probable place to find empty seats

Indian Metro Funda 102: Best place to hear real India voices #Crying babies, stepping on shoes, shouts for board/de-board and Chinese mobiles

Indian Metro Funda 109: Waiting for 6 coach and finding 4 #KATTA  :P

Indian Metro Funda 107: Reducing road traffic #ghanta

The Man who made it all possible. I salute you

Indian Metro Funda 110: Shucks! Its 10:30 what should I do? Damn :(

Subconscious' Guilt Ride

I dreamt once
Dreamt a catastrophe
the subconscious
taken over by good and evil

Round and round, on and on
my head went on
I felt so humid and hot
yet cold weather was out

I was being prepared
prepared to be slaughtered
my body shivered
yes it was all in head

“You there” said the eye
While there was I
Don’t say anything
Remember THE THINGS

Ride on the rollercoaster
was such a nightmare
the heart pounded
loud noises were made

Oh bloody cheap
a scum on the earth
you are a disgrace
the time will come to be judged

Now, there were two eyes
but still, was I
nothing is everything
everything is nothing

Love is not for you
disappear from sight
hate fills up vacuum
disarray will be everywhere

On the bench, I sat
the spine curved with hair stand
more is to come
the path is not done

Another Haiku Poem - Three Haiku by Basho

Ancient pond
Frog leaps
Splash!

Water jar cracks -
I lie awake
This icy night.

Lightening -
Heron's cry
Stabs the darkness

Sick on a journey -
Over parched fields
Dreams wander on.

Haiku Ambulance by Richard Brautigan

A piece of green pepper
fell
off the wooden salad bowl:
so what?