27 Dec 2011

Humanity...

Humanity...


Now a days, I read many times that scientists are researching to build Robots with AI... may be, like we have seen in movies, Robots might start "feeling" as well... I was just thinking on this one day and a strange thought hit me...
We are trying to teach to machines something which is very human... thinking capabilities... feelings... but what are we, humans, doing? We have started behaving like machines... and we have very nice names for such behavior of us... I'm very “practical“... be “professional“ buddy... etc... etc...
While thinking this I felt that, yes I still do feel things ;) , we are trying to transform machines in to humans but while doing so... we need to take care that we are not transforming ourselves into machines...
Or else, may be some day machines would start teaching “machinity“ to humans... and at that time, may be, some machine would be writing something similar to this post....
So I would say, it is okay if u sometime don't feel like doing any work, and just want to lie on the bed... go ahead do it...
It is okay if u love some one which u r not supposed to... for practical reasons like, what ppl would think... does he earn enough.... is his bank balance good... is she already taken... would she slap me in public... bla bla bla... forget all this and just experience the love...
Feeling angry about some one... go, shout loudly... pull hairs... slap that person... give way to your anger... it will go away... ;-)
Somebody shouted at you.. for no reason... cry... don't think if u r a boy or a girl... child or elder.. just cry... and you will feel better...
Deadline on your head... feeling work pressure... working late nights... eat all your nails... curse your boss... believe me he is doing the same ;-)
Be alone some times... think about your school-college time girlfriend - boyfriends... ya ya I know many would say I had none... I'm not talking only about successful stories here... :P hahaha... think of your future... her/his future... make plans... break them...
Go for a movie... live the life of that heroic character for some time... kill all villains... dance with heroin...
Spend time with friends... enjoy night-outs... give toothpaste mustache to someone... use crackers to wake someone... have fun...
Get some hobby... click photos of people walking on the streets... or of some stones of weird shapes... flowers... sky... lights... write some poems... play Guitar... Drums... sing loudly...
In short... do teach humanity to machines... but don't forget the same for yourself... enjoy every moment of life... life is Good....
Note: for those who read this post completely: I was traveling and had no time pass so wrote all this... I'm not a philosopher and don't want to be one.. heard they are very serious... :P hahaha
So if u liked this then good, if you did not like this... who cares.. 2 4 gali likh dena comments me hahahaha

20 Dec 2011

Happy Birthday Mom...

Happy Birthday Mom...

      Today is 19th December and it's my Mom's Birthday... Happy Birthday Mom :)
      It's been some days now, that I can see her in my dreams. Whatever the dream let be, I always see her with us... as if nothing has happened... I feel like she is telling me, don't worry, I would always be with you... and I feel so Fresh when I get up... I get the entire energy for the entire day :-) Today in morning when I was chatting with Rakhi, my sis, she also told me the same, she sees her in dreams too... and said that mom is still with us... for a moment I felt so good and relaxed :-)
     Though I was busy the full day today I missed her a lot... was thinking if she would have been with us, I would have left from the office early and then we would have celebrated her Birthday...
I am feeling very low today... felt like sitting alone and talking to no one...kept myself busy with the work... 

I know She would always be with me... forever... Miss you mom... and Happy Birthday :-)

17 Dec 2011

Why Programmers Work At Night

A popular saying goes that 

Programmers are machines that turn caffeine into code.

    And sure enough, ask a random programmer when they do their best work and there’s a high chance they will admit to a lot of late nights. Some earlier, some later. A popular trend is to get up at 4am and get some work done before the day’s craziness begins. Others like going to bed at 4am.
At the gist of all this is avoiding distractions. But you could just lock the door, what’s so special about the night?
I think it boils down to three things: the maker’s schedule, the sleepy brain and bright computer screens.

 

 The maker’s schedule

Paul Graham wrote about the maker’s schedule in 2009 – basically that there are two types of schedules in this world (primarily?). The traditional manager’s schedule where your day is cut up into hours and a ten minute distraction costs you, at most, an hour’s worth of time.
On the other hand you have something PG calls the maker’s schedule – a schedule for those of us who produce stuff. Working on large abstract systems involves fitting the whole thing into your mind – somebody once likened this to constructing a house out of expensive crystal glass and as soon as someone distracts you, it all comes barreling down and shatters into a thousand pieces.
This is why programmers are so annoyed when you distract them.
Because of this huge mental investment, we simply can’t start working until we can expect a couple of hours without being distracted. It’s just not worth constructing the whole model in your head and then having it torn down half an hour later.
In fact, talking to a lot of founders you’ll find out they feel like they simply can’t get any work done during the day. The constant barrage of interruptions, important stuff ™ to tend to and emails to answer simply don’t allow it. So they get most of their “work work” done during the night when everyone else is sleeping.

 

The sleepy brain

But even programmers should be sleeping at night. We are not some race of super humans. Even programmers feel more alert during the day.
Ballmer's peak
Ballmer's peak
Why then do we perform our most mentally complex work work when the brain wants to sleep and we do simpler tasks when our brain is at its sharpest and brightest?
Because being tired makes us better coders.
Similar to the ballmer peak, being tired can make us focus better simply because when your brain is tired it has to focus! There isn’t enough left-over brainpower to afford losing concentration.
I seem to get the least work done right after drinking too much tea or having a poorly timed energy drink. Makes me hyperactive and one second I’m checking twitter, the next I’m looking at hacker news and I just seem to be buzzing all over the place..
You’d think I’d work better – so much energy, so much infinite overclocked brainpower. But instead I keep tripping over myself because I can’t focus for more than two seconds at a time.
Conversely, when I’m slightly tired, I just plomp my arse down and code. With a slightly tired brain I can code for hours and hours without even thinking about checking twitter or facebook. It’s like the internet stops existing.
I feel like this holds true for most programmers out there. We have too much brainpower for ~80% of the tasks we work on – face it, writing that one juicy algorithm, requires ten times as much code to produce an environment in which it can run. Even if you’re doing the most advanced machine learning (or something) imaginable, a lot of the work is simply cleaning up the data and presenting results in a lovely manner.
And when your brain isn’t working at full capacity it looks for something to do. Being tired makes you dumb enough that the task at hand is enough.

 

Bright computer screens

This one is pretty simple. Keep staring at a bright source of light in the evening and your sleep cycle gets delayed. You forget to be tired until 3am. Then you wake up at 11am and when the evening rolls around you simply aren’t tired because hey, you’ve only been up since 11am!

Given enough iterations this can essentially drag you into a different timezone. What’s more interesting is that it doesn’t seem to keep rolling, once you get into that equilibrium of going to bed between 3am and 4am you tend to stay there.
Or maybe that’s just the alarm clocks doing their thing because society tells us we’re dirty dirty slobs if we have breakfast at 2pm.

 

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To conclude, programmers work at night because it doesn’t impose a time limit on when you have to stop working, which gives you a more relaxed approach, your brain doesn’t keep looking for distractions and a bright screen keeps you awake.

(Source: http://swizec.com/blog/why-programmers-work-at-night/swizec/3198 )

3 Dec 2011

माझ्या कविता वाचून...

प्रस्तावना: माझ्या कविता वाचून लोकांनी वेगवेगळ्या comments केल्या, वेगवेगळ्या reactions दिल्या...मी मात्र सगळ्यांना हेच सांगत राहिलो की कशाला, मी तर आत्ता कुठे सुरुवात केली आहे अजून, उगाच आपलं मनात काही आलं तर लिहितो चार ओळी, बाकी काही नाही...
अशाच काही reactions... 
 
माझ्या कविता वाचून...

लोक म्हणतात uh la la la
मी म्हणतो कशाला...

लोक म्हणतात तू येडा झाला
मी म्हणतो कशाला...

लोक म्हणतात तुला प्रेम झाला
मी म्हणतो कशाला...

लोक म्हणतात आता लग्न कर...
मी म्हणतो कशाला... ;-)

लोक म्हणतात तू देवदास झाला
मी म्हणतो कशाला...

लोक म्हणतात.......
मी म्हणतो....
                          - राहुल मुळे

29 Nov 2011

मी आणि तू!!!

प्रस्तावना: एकदा आमच्या Deccan Hikersच्या group id वर एक mail आला आणि त्यामध्ये 2-2 ओळींची कविता होती. त्या mailला कुणीतरी reply ही तसाच केला आणि मग सगळेच एकदम पेटून उठले ;-)
त्यावेळीच लिहिलेल्या या 2-2 ओळी...
(खूप जणांनी खूप काही लिहिलेलं, त्यापैकी या फक्त माझ्या ओळी आहेत... )


मी आणि तू!!!
 
मी वेडा तू शहाणी
मी सत्य तू कहाणी!!

तू खिडकी मी रस्ता
तू smile मी हालत पस्ता!!

तू मैत्रीण मी मित्र
तू email मी पत्र!!

मी propose तू चप्पल
तू बालिश मी टक्कल!!

तू नकार मी होकार
तू किमती मी टुकार!!

तू सुरुवात मी अंत
तू हास्य मी खंत!!

मी बाटली तू बुच
मी मी आणि तू तूच!!!
                                    -राहुल मुळे.

19 Nov 2011

The Art Of Relationships

The Art Of Stepping In And Stepping Out In Relationships

For any activity, or relationship to remain peaceful and successful, we must know how far to step in and how far to step out. It is like a gardener who sows seeds at the right time, steps in to plant and water them and then steps out of the picture to allow nature to carry on with her work. However, from time to time, he steps in again to see if there is enough water, if any insects are attacking the plants, if any food is needed.
His role is to find the appropriate space for the potential beauty and uniqueness of the seeds to emerge; he does not create the flowers but facilitates their expression. The gardener does not step in too much; that would be called interference. After planting the seeds, he does not demand an immediate result; he does not dig them up next day to see if they have sprouted. He plays his role, fulfills his duty, but lets go because he understands the blooming of the flowers is not dependent on him.
Nor does he let go too much. If he did, then the plants would die from lack of care, or the insects and weeds would destroy them. He does not let go so much that he isolates himself from the process.
Instead, by knowing when to step in and when to step out, he creates a respectful partnership or relationship with nature.
If we apply this example to real life relationships, those would also blossom like flowers.....


.....Read it somewhere and couldn't resist myself from posting it here...

17 Nov 2011

मी तुझा नी तू माझी!!!

मी तुझा नी तू माझी!!!

मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
दुधात विरघळते साखर जशी!!
मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
पहाटेचं पडलेलं स्वप्नं उशाशी !!

मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
जसा खेळतो भवरा फुलाशी!!
मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
मी उन्हात अन तू जणू सावलीशी!!

मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
पाहिली मनी स्वप्ने जराशी!!
मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
का तू माझ्या मनासवे खेळशी!!

मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
पाहता तुला भरे धडकी उराशी!!
मी तुझा नी तू माझी,
लाजू नको आता ये जवळ अशी...
                                                    - राहुल मुळे

2 Nov 2011

मन मोकळं कर!!!

प्रस्तावना :
          कधी कधी  आपल्या मनात खूप काही असतं, आपण खूप विचार करत बसतो, झोपही लागत नाही... अशावेळी, आपल्याला कोणीतरी हवं असतं... बोलायला... फक्त बोलायला...
आई, वडील, भाऊ, बहिण, मित्र, मैत्रीण, girlfriend, boyfriend, नवरा, बायको कुणीतरी... आपलसं...
आणि जेव्हा आपण सगळं बोलून टाकतो तेव्हा आपल्याला एकदम हलकं हलकं वाटतं...
          काल मी असाच माझ्या एका मैत्रिणीशी chat करत होतो, ती पार वैतागलेली आणि officeचं tension घेऊन बसलेली, तेव्हा तिच्याशी बोलता बोलताच ही कविता सुचली... (मैत्रिणीचं नाव मुद्दामच नाही लिहीलं आहे, उगाच मार कोण खाईल ;) हाहाहाहा)


मन मोकळं कर!!!

बोलतो आपण जेव्हा, 
हितगुज मनसोक्त कर...
हातचं राखुन न ठेवता,
मन नक्की मोकळं कर...

विचारातले क्लेश काढून,
दुजाभाव दूर कर...
देता देता शिव्या,
मन नक्की मोकळं कर...

भेट शक्य नसल्यास,
फोनला जवळ कर...
उगाच कॉल करताना,
मन नक्की मोकळं कर...

मनात होता चलबिचल,
कुणालातरी आपलसं कर...  
आत्ता कर नाही तर नंतर कर,
पण मन मात्र नक्की मोकळं कर...
                                                  - राहुल मुळे.

17 Oct 2011

खूप दिवस झाले...

खूप दिवस झाले...


खूप दिवस झाले 
कविताच सुचत नाहीये
स्मरतोय फक्त तुला
बाकी काहीच उमगत नाहीये

   खूप दिवस झाले 
फोटोही काढला नाहीये
डोळ्यासमोर फक्त तूच
बाकी काहीच दिसत नाहीये

खूप दिवस झाले
झोपलोही नीट नाहीये
उघड्या-बंद डोळ्यात तूच
बाकी काहीच सुधरत नाहीये

 खूप दिवस झाले
कामही नीटसे नाहीये
डोक्यात फक्त तूच
बाकी काहीच समजत नाहीये

खूप दिवस झाले
कुणाशीही बोललो नाहीये
शब्दात नावारूपे तूच
बाकी काहीच उच्चारवत नाहीये

खूप दिवस झाले
मला खरच काहीच सुचत नाहीये!!!
                                           राहुल मुळे...

29 Sept 2011

विरहाचे दु:ख!!!

विरहाचे दु:ख!!!


विसरूनी सारे पुन्हा
मांडीन डाव नवा...
मीच ठरवीन आता
मी कुणाला हवा!

उगाच स्मरताना तुला
मनी प्रश्नांचा थवा...
का छळतात आठवणी 
जाब मला हा हवा!

ओघळत्या अश्रूंस माझ्या
नकोच खांदा नवा...
नकोच कुणी सोबतीला
मी एकटाच हवा!
 
भावनांशी खेळणे तुझे
विसरेन का मी केव्हा...
आयुष्य हे माझे
संपवेन मी जेव्हा!
                               - राहुल मुळे

27 Sept 2011

आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!

आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!

एकटा बडबडतो,
एकटा गुणगुणतो,
एकटा रडतो
नी एकटाच हसतो...
आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!

एकटा पडतो,
एकटा उठतो,
एकटा धडपडतो,
नी एकटाच सावरतो...
आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!

एकटा चालतो,
एकटा पळतो,
एकटा फिरतो
नी एकटाच थांबतो...
आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!

एकटा आठवणीत रमतो,
एकटाच तुला स्मरतो,
नि मग कधीच एकटा नसतो
आजकाल मी वेड्यागत वागतो!!!
                                              - राहुल मुळे

2 Sept 2011

मला वाटतं...

मला वाटतं...

मला वाटतं...
माझ्या स्वप्नात यावीस फक्त तू
आणि तुझ्या मी...

मला वाटतं...
मी जगावं फक्त तुझ्यासाठी
आणि तू माझ्यासाठी...

मला वाटतं...
तू असावीस फक्त माझी
आणि मी तुझा...

मला वाटतं...
माझ्या ओठी असावं फक्त तुझंच नाव
आणि तुझ्या ओठी माझं...

मला वाटतं...
माझ्या हाती असावा फक्त तुझाच हात
आणि तुझ्या हाती माझा...

मला वाटतं...
की तुलापण असाच वाटावं
पण मला फक्त वाटतं...
                                 - राहुल मुळे.

12 Aug 2011

उगाच...

उगाच...
उगाच मी एकटा फिरतो
उगाच मी आकाश बघतो
उगाच मी तारे मोजतो
आणि उगाच स्वतःशीच गुजतो...

उगाच मी गालात हसतो
उगाच मी स्मित लपवतो
उगाच मी जगा समजावतो
आणि उगाच मी स्वतःवर चिडतो...

उगाच मी वाद घालतो
उगाच मी रागे भरतो
उगाच मी रडवा होतो
आणि उगाच मग स्वतःस समजावतो...

उगाच मी आठवणीत रमतो
उगाच मी कवीता करतो
उगाच मी गाणेही गुणगुणतो
आणि उगाच...  फक्त तुलाच स्मरतो...
                                  - राहुल मुळे.

28 Jun 2011

माझं मन

माझं मन

सगळ्यांनी समजावलं तरी मानत नाही...
कितीही वाटलं तरी करवत नाही...
कुणी काही सांगितल तर एकवत नाही...
अश्रु कितीही गाळले तरी गळतच नाही...
माझं मन हे असं का? कुणालाच कळत नाही...

चटके कितीही बसले तरी ओरडत नाही...
आपल्यानीच तोडल तरी दुरावायला तयार नाही...
अपेक्षेप्रमाणे सगळ्यांना एकत्र आणता येत नाही...
माझं मन हे असं का? कुणालाच उमजत नाही...

निस्वार्थी कष्टाची जाणीवही कुणा नाही...
निखळ प्रेमाच्या भावनेचा आदरही कुणा नाही...
कितिही केलं तरी केलं कुणी म्हणतच नाही...
वाटतं मी कुणाचा  कुणी राहिलोच नाही...
कारण कुणी मला प्रेमाने आपलं म्हणतच नाही...
माझं मन हे असं का? कुणालाच समजत नाही...

This is not my poem, I got it as forward, but loved it....

4 Jun 2011

आई

आई

कुठे गेलीस तू
मी एकटा राही...
कशास गेलीस तू
मला ठाव नाही....

तुजवीण जगताना
जगण्यास अर्थ नाही...
राती रोज निजताना
तुझी कूस नाही...

आठवण तुझी येताना
अश्रुस बंध नाही...
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मूर्ती तुझीच पाही...

असा मोठा होताना
ममता तुझीच नाही...
आयुष्य हे कंठताना
आशिष दे ग आई!!!.

3 Jun 2011

खुळा



खुळा

तिचं बोलणं, तिचं हसणं...
खुळावून गेले मला...

तिचं चालणं , तिचं वागणं 
खुळावून गेले मला...

तिचा चेहरा, तिची काया...
खुळावून गेले मला...

तिचे नखरे, तिच्या अदा...
खुळावून गेले मला...

"खुळा"च ठरवून ती,
संपवून गेली मला...
                      - राहुल मुळे.

What a Weekend!!!

What a Weekend!!!


What a weekend… that is what I should say! Never had such a long one… I travelled almost 600km in my car… hushhhh!!! That was tiring…
Friday night, I was winding up for the day in office, Mario came asking if I had got a call from DJ or not? I said no, but understood what’s cooking ;) hehehe. He said we are going there, I said okay I’ll see u there. Some of you might have understood, rest, please ignore, hehehehe.
I had told Athika, one of my best friend, that I’ll call u while leaving from office, but could not, coz, couldn’t find time and network on my cell, so after some time, it was late actually, I messaged her that I’ll call u tomorrow. She had actually tried calling me but there was no network on my cell, so she had messaged me that “Kisiko phone nahi lena to network se hi bahar chale gaye…” hahaha that was funny… and instantly another, that she was joking, as if I don’t know :P hahaha. I called her to tell we’ll talk tomorrow…
Saturday morning, 6:30, I got up and got ready; we had to go to Puna. We left at around 7:45AM and reached by 10:00. We went to my cousin’s place had nice lunch; aamras is the best thing to have with chapattis. We left from there at around 1:30PM. While coming back, I was driving and my dad was having a small nap, felt so good that I could give him the pleasure that he can sleep while his son is driving.
As soon as I reached, I was supposed to go to attend my friend’s wedding at Sion. There I met college buddies, had a great time. We recalled the old memories that how used to ride my friend’s scooter, what we did after the last exam, and so on… the memories were countless…
I was supposed to rush back home as my Sister’s in laws were expected at my place. They were coming first time here. I was so happy. We had a nice dinner and were talking on many things. After dinner we had a video call with Rakhi, my little sis and jiju, they both were sitting like they are facing some interview hahaha had a gala time talking to them. Vivek, my Sis’s brother in law, he is full of jokes n phrases, and he kept us laughing all the while.
The next morning, I got up a bit late, we got ready and then left from my place. We went to Jogeshwari, at Vivek’s place, spent some time there and then left for Dombiwali to attend a wedding. To be frank, I knew neither the groom nor the bride; I was going with my sis’s in laws and knew only that I’m from bride’s side. I always tease my friends that they go to some unknown’s wedding just to have food, I guess, I was doing the same this time, barely new 3 people from entire clan out there. But Vivek never left me alone; he kept on talking to me and made me feel comfortable. The food was good. And the best part was the fruit stall, visited that twice (not sure if I’m supposed to mention it here, hehehehe). Then they left with their other relative and I left for Andheri.
I tried calling Rohit and Athika, if they can meet me for a small time, on my way, but it was not possible. I called up Tushar and then we went to attend, yes, another wedding. This was something special; it was one of my close friend’s, Ridhima’s, wedding. We had a great time together when we were studying. It was 5 years back. Time flies. I experienced it once again. It was sort of small re-union I met some of my old friends after a long long time.
I was carrying my cam along with to capture some moments. As we were sitting there, I was thinking should I go near the stage and start clicking, but was a bit hesitating; then we saw a photographer there, she was really beautiful, I told my friends, thats it guys, now I cant wait, I need to be there, ;) hehehehe It was real fun to do masti, everyone was laughing like anything...

But I still wish if I had some more hours in that weekend, I wanted to attend Vaidehi’s engagement as well, but could not. Rest of my group was lucky enough to attend that. On my way back home, I met Athika and Prashant at Mulund station, who were coming back from the engagement. Prashant clicked nice photos, the couple was looking really great. I wish them a great time ahead.
When I reached home, I was so tired that, I went to bed and slept in 5-10 minutes. Though it was tiring I enjoyed my last weekend a lot.

25 May 2011

स्मरणशक्ती???

अफाट होती तुझी स्मरणशक्ती


अफाट होती तुझी स्मरणशक्ती
तुला नेमके ठाऊक होते, एकमेकाना पहिल्यांदा पाहीले
तेव्हा सुर्याचा पृथ्वीशी असलेला नेमका कोन
एकमेकांच्या नजरेत हरवताना 
आपण नक्की किती होतो एक का दोन?


तुला ठाऊक होते माझ्या कुठल्या शर्टला होती किती बटणे ?
कुठल्याचा उसवला होता खिसा?
रात्रभर गाणी म्हणून दाखवताना
नेमका कितव्या गाण्याला बसला होता घसा


तुझ्याशी बोलताना चुकून जांभई निसटली
त्या दिवसाची तारीख, महिना, वर्ष, वेळ
आणी एकूण किती मायक्रो सेकन्द टिकू शकला होता
मुश्किलीने एकमेकांशी अबोला धरण्याचा खेळ


आठवतेका तुला रातराणी शेजारी बसून
कविता म्हणून दाखवताना
फुललेल्या एकूण कळ्यांची संख्या
माझ्या अक्षराची पुस्तकात लिहीलेली मानसशास्त्रीय व्याख्या


नेमके आठवत होते तुला
कवितानी बोट टिकवले होते ते नेमके कुठल्या क्षणांवर
आणी मनावरील पानावर कोरल्या गेल्यावरही
कुठली कविता कुठल्या पानावर


अफाट होती तुझी स्मरणशक्ती
मलाच कसेकाय विसरलीस कुणास ठाऊक?


                                                 - संदीप खरे

24 May 2011

Once I fell sick...


I had written this long back, was just going through the files and found it. I don't remember why I had not posted it here then... but anyways better late than never... ;) hehehe

So it goes like...

Once I fell sick, thoda bukhar-shukhar aa gaya tha. So I was sleeping at home “peacefully”. One of my good friends called me... “bhai kaisa hai? Aaj office nahi aaya tabiyat to thik hai naa?” Mai bola, “nahi yaar abhi bukhar hai, so hi raha tha.” “Bhai tu aaram kar bhai, I’ll call later.” Okay. cut. He is so considerate, thanks to him ;).
I slept; just after 10 mins another friend calls... “kya hua be? Aaya kyon nahi? Aaj party jaane waale the sab, pura chaupat kar diya tune.” “I am not feeling well man, bukhar aa gaya yaar...” “abe bola tha tereko jyada mat pi, par humari sunta kaun hai...” And he was only cursing me not even a min before for ruining his so called “Party”; he is a true friend lolz. “Chal thik hai soja party baad mein karenge...” lekin karenge jaroor, Lolz...
Another 10 more mins... galat... nobody called, but meri hi nind ud gayi... galat kaam kiya un logone mujhe jaga ke hahaha. Meine Socha abhi uth hi gaya hoon to kyon naa thoda masti ho jaye. By the way I am famous (Or maybe Infamous) in the office for my PJs. (not sure if famous is the correct word I can use. you can ask that to my colleagues.)
Yaa! So where was I? Someone shouts “tu masti kar raha tha”... galat be, I was still in my bed only and was just thinking of doing masti. Hmm to masti yeh ki I sent a SMS to one of my friends... “Are I'm having fever; 102; So due to high temp my brain got expanded and now I have a super brain. So please be careful... I can crack great PJs now...” I actually had that much fever that time, but I know usko vishwas nahi hua hoga L . The reaction you can imagine only... she became careful and just replied “bye, tc, will call later!” hahahahaha, I still had not given up... I messaged  “Ya sure. I know you are just being careful. Good. You should be ha ha. I'll sleep now. Brain jyada expand ho gaya to scientist log ka locha ho jayega. bye tc” in reply she shouted in such a loud voice that I could hear it at my home all the way from my office... and my mobile service provider sent me an sms with what she shouted... my name... something like “Rahulllllllllllllllllllllllllllll”... couldn’t count the “l”s in that. I am still wondering, was she Sceptical or overwhelmed! (God knows what that means hahaha). After some time my other friend called and goes like “are achchha hua tu nahi aaya, Aaj “******” shouted and all the glasses shattered... we are leaving now for home... ” (Sorry can’t tell the name though).
Thanks for reading this, hope you enjoyed. Please feel free to comment. (All the bad comments will be deleted humbly.)
(All the characters mentioned above real and so are the incidences... Please don't ask the names, just keep guessing...)

17 May 2011

Love Letter...

Hi Dear!!!!!!
कशी आहेसकाय चालु आहे सध्याअभ्यास कसा चालंलायनीट अभ्यास कर! सहा महिन्यांनी M.B.A. ची परीक्षा असेल नाआणि मग जॉब पण चांगला मिळायला हवा! बाकी काय चाललय नविनमुंबईला कधी येते आहेसकळव मग फोन करुन.

Actually, 
सुरुवात काय करावी हे कळत नव्हंत म्हणुन ही वरची सगळी प्रस्तावना. असं हे पत्र मधेच आणि 'विनाकारणलिहायला २ कारणं आहेत. म्हंटलं फोन पेक्षा पत्र लिहिण एकदम मजेदार होईल. शिवाय या दोन-तीन दिवसात कॉलेजची बरीच आठवण येते आहे.
आज संध्याकाळी ऑफिस मधुन परत आलो आणि सोसायटीचे मेन-गेट उघडणार तोच पारीजाताचा सुगंध आला. पहिल्यांदा तुझीच आठवण आली. आठवतं?तुला फुलं आवडतात म्हणुन एके दिवशी तुझ्या ओंजळीत भरपुर पारीजाताची फुलं ठेवली होती. केव्हढी खुश झाली होतीस तुखांदे उडवुन चार-चारदा मलाThanx म्हणत होतीस. त्यानंतर बराचवेळ आपण कट्ट्यावर बसुन होतोतेव्हाही फुले ओंजळीत घेऊन बसली होतीस. म्हंटल "अगं टाक पिशवीत!" तर म्हणलीस "नको! कोमेजुन जातील!"
किती मजा केली ना आपण कॉलेज मध्येकॉलेजची शेवटची २ वर्षे तर आपल्या ग्रुपने मनापासुन एन्जॉय केली. कॉलेज इव्हेंटमध्ये आपल्या ग्रुपनेच खरी'जानआणली होती. कॉलेजमध्ये मी सगळे उद्योग केले फक्त आपल्याला Dance काहि जमला नाहि. कॉलेज इव्हेंटच्या शेवटच्या दिवशी सगळं कॉलेज नाचत होतं. आपला ग्रुप अर्थात स्टेज वर जाउन धमाल करत होता. तु सुध्दा तीन-तीनदा मला 'अरे ये!म्हणुन बोलावलसहीपण साले आपले पायच उचलत नाहित ना. गणपती विसर्जनाच्या दिवशी चौपाटीकडच्या रस्त्यावर आम्ही 'जे काहिकरतो त्यालाच आम्ही नाच म्हणतो. आता तसा नाच इथे कसा करणार?
आणि हो! कॉलेज मध्ये मारामारी सुध्दा केली. त्या माकडाने तुला मुद्दामहुन धक्का मारला होता म्हणुन कसा वाजवला होता त्याला त्यावेळीपण तू उगाच मधे पडलीसनाहितर त्याच्या गुढघ्याच्या वाट्या त्याला भीक मागण्यासाठी काढुन देणार होतो.
मात्र त्या नंतर अर्ध्या तासात सगळं कॉलेज आपलं "काहितरी" आहे असं कुजबुजत होतं. सगळ्यांना तेव्हा सांगुन थकलो कि बाबांनो खरंच तसं काहि नाहिये! काय लोकं असतातमैत्रीचं नात त्यांना पटतच नाहि.
अरे हो! आता मोठ्ठ्ठ्ठ्ठ्ठा किस्सा! खंरतर पत्र लिहायचं दुसरं कारण. - कालच दुपारी चहा पिण्यासाठी आईने हाक मारली. मला चहा देऊन शेजारच्या खुर्चीवर भाजी निवडत होती. मधेच आईने तुझ्या बद्दल विचारलं - 
आई:काय करते रे ती सध्या?मी:M.B.A.आई:आहे कुठे मग सध्या ती?मी:पुण्याला सिंबॉयसिस मध्ये.
आई:अच्छा तरीच म्हंटलं बरेच दिवस आली नाहि!(मला चहाचा चटका लागला यावेळी) उंची किती आहे रे तीचीकाहि अंदाज?(मला हसु फुटलं)
मी:आई! अगं असं पुस्तकाचं मधलं पान सुटल्या सारखे का प्रश्न विचारते आहेसतिच्या घरी न येण्याचा आणि तिच्या उंचीचा काय संबध?आई:वेड पांघरुन पेड गावला जाऊ नकोस! तुला चांगलच कळतय मी का विचारते आहे ते!(मला उगीच 'अपघाती वळणअशी पाटी दिसलीआणि मी परत मान हलवुन हसलो! तर आई उखडलीच!). दात काढायला काय झालंकाहि चुकलं का माझं ते सांग!
मी:अगं आई! मी अजुन २५चाच आहेकाय घाई आहेबघु २-३ वर्षांनी. आणि तिच्याबाबत म्हणशील तर आमचं तस काहि नाहिये!
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पण त्या भाजीच्या देठा बरोबरचतीने माझे मुद्दे सुध्दा खुडुन काढले)
आई:अरे मग काय म्हातारा झालास कि मग लग्न करणार आहेस काअश्शी निघुन जातील २ वर्षं. तुला चांगली ३०-३५ हजाराची नोकरी आहे. सगळं व्यवस्थित आहे. आणि हो! ती सुद्धा तुझ्याच वयाची नाफार-फार तर चार-सहा महिने इकडे तिकडे. तिचे आई-वडिल तिच्यासाठी मुलगा बघायला देखिल लागले असतील! अरे २५ म्हंटजे मुलीसाठी खुपच झालं!
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मी विषय बदलायचा म्हणुन घड्याळाकडे बघुन म्हणालो -)
मी:अगं ती सिरीयल नाहि बघायची का तुला?आई:विषय बदलु नकोस! मला उत्तर दे!
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मला कळ्लंआई दुपारची सिरीअल चुकवतेय म्हणजे ती जरा जास्तच सिरीअस आहे!)
मीआ‍ऽऽऽऽऽई! अगं का माझ्या आणि तिच्या मागे लागली आहेस?आईआई काय आईमुलगी चांगली आहे! सुंदर आहे! चांगले संस्कार आहेतशिवाय म्हणशील तर आपल्याच जातीतील आहे. सांग ना काय वाईट आहे?(तीने तुला इव्हेंटमध्ये नाचताना बघितलं नव्हतं म्हणुन हे सगळं म्हणत होती!! ही!ही!just kidding!)मी:मातामाय(आई अशी चिवित्र वागायला लागली की कि मी "मातामाय! ल्येकराचं काय बी चुकलं-माकलं असेल तर पोटात घे! येत्या आवसेला गावच्या वेशीवर कोंबड उतरविन!!!!" या चालित सुरवात करतो)अगं खरच आमचं तस काहि नाहिये! काहितरी डोक्यात घेऊ नकोस!
आई:हं! मला नको सांगुस! आई आहे मी तुझी! अरे मांजराने डोळे मिटुन दुध प्यायलं तरी बाकीचे बघत असतात(मी त्या चहात बुडवलेल्या बिस्कीटा सारखा मऊ झालो होतो!)
मी:तुला कशा वरुन वाटंल असंतु कितीवेळा भेटली आहेस तिला८वेऽऽळा १० वेळाआणि माझ्या वाढदिवसानंतर कुठे आलिये तीत्यालाहि ६-७ महिने झाले!तेव्हा सुट्टित आली होती ती!)
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पण ऐकेल ती आई कसली?)आई:हांऽऽऽ!!! तेव्हांचच म्हणतेय मी! ती स्वत:हुन आत येउन मला मदत करत होती. आज काय मेनुकसा करायचातुला अजुन काय काय आवडंतसगळं विचारत होती!! बाकीच्या तिघीबाहेर बसल्या होत्या नुसत्या खिदळत नी दात काढत!
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तिला सांगुन काहिच फायदा नव्हताचटकन चहा संपवला आणि उठलोतर म्हणाली - )
आई:अरेतुमचं लग्न झालंतुम्हाला मुलं-बाळं झाली की आम्ही सुटलो!!!(आईने आता "Body-line" बॉलिंग करायला सुरुवात केली होती!) नाहितरी आम्हा म्हातारा-म्हातारीला दुसरा काय उद्योग आहे?मी:म्हंटजे?? तुम्हाला काहितरी काम मिळावं म्हणुन आम्ही लग्न करायचं?? या हिशोबाने तर भारतातील बेकारी केव्हाच संपायला हवी होती!!(आणि परत मोठ्ठ्ठ्याने हसलो)
आई:हं! कराऽऽ!थट्टा करा! पण सांगुन ठेवत्येयपुढल्या वर्षभरात तुझं लग्न झालचं पाहिजे! तिच्याशी झालं तर आनंदच आहे! नहितर दुसरी बघु!!(मी चटकनt-Shirt बदलुन घरा बाहेर निघालो.
तसा रात्री जेवायलाच उगवलो. आत पाणी पिण्यासाठी गेलोतर मला बघुन आईने जोरात भांडे आपटले. त्या दिवशी अनेक भांड्यांवर बरेच 'कोचेआले होते. हॉल मध्ये आलो तर बाबांनी विचारलं - "काय रेकाय झालयंदुपारपासुन असेच आवाज येत आहेतआणि आज T.V. चक्क बंद आहे!" मी म्हणलो "माहित नाहि बुआ! भाजीवाल्याशी हुज्जत घालुन आली असेल!!" बाबांनाहि ते खरं वाटलं असावं त्यांनी परत पेपर मध्य तोंड खुपसलं.
रात्री जेवताना सुद्धा पोळीभाजीभातआमटीलोणचं या शब्दांमागचे प्रश्नचिन्ह कोणते आणि उद्गारचिन्ह कोणते हे ओळखुन हो-नाहि म्हणावे लागत होते. शक्यतो नाहिच म्हणत होतोनाहितर म्हणायची - "तू जेवताना लग्नाला हो म्हणलास!" म्हणुन.
कश्श्या असतात ना या "आया". मुला-मुलीत फक्त मैत्री होऊ शकते यावर विश्वासच नसतो यांचा. असोपुढले ७-८ दिवस तरी जेवताना 'नाहिम्हणणेच योग्य राहिल असं दिसतय. या आयांचं काहि खरं नाहि.
हे सगळं मी तुला मोकळेपणाने सांगु शकतो कारण तु हे समजुन घेऊ शकतेस. आणि तसं तुलाहि हे नविन नाहि.
बरतर हे सोडुन बाकी सगळं उत्तम. सध्या 'गधा-मझदुरीकरतोय. ऑफिसमध्येच रात्री ११:०० वाजतात. गेल्या २ आठवड्यात आज पहिल्यांदा ९-९:१५ ला घरी आलोय(आणि तेहि चक्क सोमवारी). म्हंटलं झोपण्या आधी पत्र लिहुया - फोन पेक्षा जास्त चांगलं!
असोतु इथे कधी येते आहेसपुढच्या महिन्यात वाढदिवस आहे तुझातेव्हा जमणार आहे काआणि हो तब्येतीची काळजी घे. उगीच अबर-चबर खाउ नकोसआणि आपल्याला जागरणं झेपत नाहित हे जग जाहिर आहे, so please जागरण करुन अभ्यास करु नका.

तुझा,बुद्धुराम उर्फ जोकर.


ता.क. - आईचं बोलणं मनावर घेऊ नकोस. वागते ती अशी कधी कधी!



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Hiiiiiiii!!! !!!
खुप बरं वाटलं तुझ पत्र बघुन. बरं झालं पत्र लिहिलस ते. इथे सगळंच इंग्लिशमध्ये वाचांव लागतं-बोलावं लागतं. जाम कंटाळा आलाय! खुप दिवसांनी असं मराठी वाचतेयत्यातहि तुझं पत्र मिळालं म्हणुन बरं वाटलं.
माझा अभ्यास चालु आहे. सध्या प्रोजेक्ट चालु आहे. त्या गडबडितुन वेळ काढुन तुला उत्तर पाठवते आहे.
खरचं कित्ती धमाल केली आपण कॉलेज मध्येग्रॅजुएट होऊन बाहेर पडलो तर कोणालाच माहित नव्हतं कोण कुठे जाणारकाय करणारआता प्रत्येक जण कुठेतरी जॉब करतोय किंवा शिकतोय. तुला चांगली नोकरी लागलीमी M.B.A. करतेय. सगळे कसे पांगलो ना आठहि दिशांनातरी एकमेकांच्या contactमध्ये असतो आपण.
कित्ती आठवणी आहेत कॉलेजच्या. बरं झालं तुच आठवण करुन दिलीस. तु दिलेली ती ओंजळभर पारीजाताची फुलं आजही आठवतात मला. खरच खुप आनंद झाला होता मला तेव्हा. आपण कट्ट्यावर जाऊन बसलो होतो. आपण खुप tension मध्ये किंवा खुप आनंदात असलो कि तिथे न बोलतच बसुन रहायचो तसे! बराच वेळ बसलो होतो. मी खुष झाले म्हणुन तू आनंदात होतास आणि मी माझ्या सर्वात आवडत्या गोष्टी माझ्याजवळ होत्या म्हणुन खुष होतेती पारीजाताची नाजुक फुल आणि...........'तू'. होयतु मला आवडतोस. त्या दिवशी सुद्धा त्या फुलांना हुंगत असताना अनावधानानं तुझ्या खांद्यावर डोकं टेकवलं,तुला वाटलं मी नेहमीप्रमाणे अल्लड्पणा करतेय. मग मी स्वत:ला आवरलं तुझ्यापासुन थोडी दुर सरकुन बसले. त्यावेळी ३-४ फुल खाली पडलीअजुन पडु नयेत म्हणुन मी अलगद ओंजळ मिटली. तु म्हणालास "अगं टाक पिशवीत!" मी म्हणाले "नको! कोमेजतील!" पण मी परत ओंजळ उघडलीखरचं ती फुलं कोमेजली होती. पण ते तुला समजलचं नाहि.
त्या दिवशी कॉलेज इव्हेंटमध्ये मी तुला नाचायला बोलावलं वाटलं तु येशीलजमेल तसा नाचशीलकिमान..२ स्टेप नाचशील माझ्या बरोबर. पण तु तिथेच उभा राहिलासतुझा एक बुट मात्र ठेका धरुन हलत होता हे मी पाहिलं. पण त्या गर्दित "दोघांनीच" नाचण्याची मजा आणी कारण तुला समजलचं नाहि.
आणि हो! माझी छेड काढणार्‍याला तु मारत होतासमारत कसला 'तुडवतहोतास. तेव्हा मी मध्ये पडलेमुद्दामच. कारण तु त्याचे हात-पाय तोडणार हे समजत होतंच पण मला तुझी काळजी वाटत होती. तुला काहि झालं असतं तरम्हणुन मी तुला सोडवुन दुर घेउन गेले. त्या गडबडित मलाहि तुझे २-४ फटके लागले,पण तुला ते कळलच नाहि. आणि खरंच अर्ध्या तासात सगळ्या कॉलेजमध्ये पसरलं की आपलं 'काहितरीआहे. तू सगळ्यांना रागाने-लोभाने तसं काहिहि नाहि हे समजावत होतासमी मात्र गप्पच होते. पण माझ्या गप्प बसण्याचे कारण तुला समजलेच नाहि.
अरे होकॉलेज इव्हेंटमध्ये नाचताना माझा पाय मुरगळला होताआठवतयं तुलातुच घरी सोडायला आला होतास. वाटलं कॉलेज तसं जवळच आहे माझा हात धरुन चालत नेशील पण तु टॅक्सी बोलावलीस. एरवी हे टॅक्सीवाले दुरचं भाडं सांगितलं तरी येत नाहित आणी तो मेला 'एका चाकावरतयार झाला. आत बसवुन तु मला क्रिकेट खेळताना पाय मुरगळला की काय करतोस ते सांगत होतास! माझी अश्श्शी चिड-चिड झाली होती. शेवटी मला रडु फुटलंतुला वाटलं माझा पाय दुखतोय म्हणुन मी रडतेय. मला म्हणालास "खुप दुखतयं कापाय टेकवत नाहिये काचल नाहितर घरी जाण्या आधी डॉक्टरकडे जाउन x-ray काढायचा का?" या - या तुझ्या या अश्या प्रश्नांनी माझं रडणं वाढलं. वाटलं की तुझेच ८-१० x-ray काढावेत आणि तुला हृदय नावाची गोष्ट आहे की नाहि ते बघावं. पण माझ्या रडण्याचं कारण तुला समजलच नाहि.
एके दिवशी बाबांना हॉस्पिटलमध्ये Admit केलं. त्यांच्या छातीत दुखतं होतं म्हणुन. तुला कॉल केल्यावर धावत आलास. डॉक्टरनी ज्या गोळ्या-औषधे सांगितली होती ती लगेच आणुन दिलीस. दादासुध्दा २ तासांनी आला त्यानंतर. तु आलास तसा खुप धीर वाटला. तु आलास म्हणुन किमान मी माझं रडु दाबुन ठेवु शकले. दुसर्‍या बाजुला आईला धीर देत होते. दोन दिवसातच बाबांना डिस्चार्ज मिळाला. त्याच संध्याकाळी आपण भेटलो. तु विचारलस - "बाबांना बरं वाटतय ना आता?" यावर मी तुला मीठी मारुन रडले होतेकारण बाबांना बरं वाट्लं या बरोबर 'तूत्यावेळी 'माझ्यासाठीतिथे होतास या कारणामुळे. ते आनंदाश्रु होतेचपण तुझ्यावरचा विश्वास आणि प्रेम देखिल होते. तुला वाटलं मी 'बाबांना काहि झालं असतं तर?' या कारणासाठी रडतेय. तु नंतर उगीच मला समजवत राहिलासकारण माझ्या रडण्याचं कारण तुला समजलच नाहि.
असेच एकदा आपण रस्त्याने जात होतो. पावसाळा होतादोघेही छत्री विसरलो होतो. आणि आलाच...पाऊस आलाच. तू चटकन समोरच्या झाडाच्या आडोश्याला गेलास. मी मात्र भिजत राहिले. मला तु म्हणालास "इथे ये!" पण मीच तुला पावसात भिजायला बोलवत होते. मला वाट्त होतं कि तु असचं पुढे यावसआणि त्या कोसळणार्‍या पावसात मला अलगद मीठित घ्यावस. आणि..... तु जवळ आलासहिमाझा हात घट्ट्ट्ट पकडलास. उगीच माझे श्वास दुणावले. पण तु मला जवळपास फरपटत त्या झाडाखाली नेलं आणि वर वस्सकन माझ्यावर ओरडलास - "ताप येऊन आडवी होशील ना!". पाऊसहि पुढल्या क्षणी थांबला. कदाचित तोही हिरमुसला असावा. मला तुझा इतका राग आला होता कि नकळत डोळ्यातुन २ थेंब गालांवर ओघळले. तुला वाटलं ते पावसाचं पाणी असावं. आपण परत चालायला सुरुवात केली. माझं घर येई पर्यंत तू मला अगम्य भाषेत काहितरी सांगत होतास. कदाचित कुठल्यातरी देशाचा इतिहास किंवा तसचं काहितरी. माझं लक्षच नव्हतं तिथे. उभ्या आयुष्यात तो एकच प्रसंग असावा जेव्हा तु अखंड बोलत होतास आणि मी मात्र पूर्णवेळ गप्प होते. पण तुला ते काहे समजलच नाहि.
तुला आवडतात म्हणुन मी स्वत: घाट घालुन मागे एकदा 'तळणीचे मोदककरुन आणले होते. डबा उघडल्यावर तु आनंदाने ओरडलास "आयला!!!पॅटिस?"माझ्या तळपायाची आग मस्तकात गेली. पण तुझी आयुष्य रेषा मोठी होती म्हणुन चव घेउन म्हणालास "ओह! सॉरी! मोदक आहेत!! अरे वा!! छान झालेत!" दुसराहि मोदक उचलुन म्हणालस - "तुझ्या आईने केले वाटतं! काकुंच्या हाताला चवच छान आहे!!" त्यावर मी फक्त हसले. पण माझ्या हसण्याचे कारणच तुला समजले नाहि.
तु एकदा क्रिकेट खेळत होतास. मी पण ग्राउंड बाहेर उभे होते 'तुलाबघत. अचानक catch पकडायला धावलास आणि अडखळुन पडलास. दोन्ही कोपरं आणि गुढघे सोलवटुन निघाले होते. उजव्या कोपराचं तर भजच झालं होतं. मी धावत येउन माझा रुमाल त्या जखमेवर दाबुन धरला. रक्त थांबल्यावर म्हणालास "अरे-अरे! तुझा रुमाल उगीच खराब झाला.!" पण तो रुमाल आजहि आहे माझ्याकडे. काते तुला कदाचित समजणार नाहि.
६ महिन्यांपूर्वी तुझ्या वाढदिवसाला घरी आले होते. तुला gift म्हणुन मी छोटासा ताजमहाल दिला. म्हणालास "छान आहे! पण इतका खर्च कशाला केलास?"मी मनातल्या मनात कपाळावर हात मारला. मी तशीच स्वयंपाकघरात गेले आणि तुझ्या आईला मदत करायला लागले. तुला काय आवडतंकाय आवडत नाहि हे वळसे घालुन घालुन विचारत होते. पण हो!!! तुझ्या आईला मात्र ते लगेच समजलं.
आता please इतके वाचुन "म्हणजे काय?" असे विचारु नकोस. मला तु आवडतोस. त्या घरात सुन म्हणुन यायला मला आवडेल. तुझा निर्णय काय ते सांग. आणि हो! घाई करु नकोस. पुढच्या महिन्यात माझ्या वाढदिवसाला मी तिथे येते आहे २ दिवस. तेव्हा सांग. अजुन १५-२० दिवस आहेत.
हे पत्र मुद्दाम तुझ्या ऑफिसच्या पत्त्यावर पाठवते आहे. म्हणजे थेट तुझ्याकडे येईल. घरी कोणाच्या हातात पडावं हे मला नकोय. का ते तरी समज!

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2 May 2011

Life Lessons

What are important things and advice to know that people generally aren't told about?


1. Marry your best friend.

I am truly amazed that I have the most successful marriage of all my friends -- going strong after fifteen years. Most of my friends are amazed, too, because, growing up, I was the geek who couldn't get a girlfriend. I had almost no relationships until I was in my mid twenties. I got married at 29. I'm now 45 and still deeply in love. Meanwhile, I have seen so many of my friends get divorces and/or grind their teeth through loveless, combative relationships.

What I've noticed about these people is that, 90% of the time, (a) they got married really young and (b) they mistakenly thought that long-term romances work best when when they're based entirely on lust and trivial shared tastes (e.g. "We both like the same bands.")

Sometimes, I hear people say things like, "I've been dating this guy for a year. We get along okay, but sometimes I think about leaving... How do I know if he's 'the one'?" This makes me really sad, because it's SO obvious to me that my wife is 'the one.' Why? Because she's my best friend. Whenever anything good or bad happens to me, she's the person I want to tell! When I need advice, she's the person I run to! When I need to laugh, she's the person I joke around with!

If you don't KNOW that the other person is 'the one,' he's not (or she's not). And though it SUCKS to be alone -- believe me, I know. I was alone for YEARS -- it's better than settling. DON'T settle. You'll STILL be alone. It is very possible to be alone while being in a relationship. Many people are.

(Let me be really clear about what I mean by "don't settle." I don't mean "look for someone who is perfect." No one is perfect. I mean that if you feel luke-warm about someone, he's not the one. If the person you're with makes you continually unhappy, she's not the one. Don't settle for THAT because "it beats being alone." It doesn't. You evolved to think it does. Your brain will continually tell you that it does. It doesn't.)

The other sad thing I hear is "Bill is my best friend. We have so much in common. He's always there for me. We talk for hours. I completely trust him and we have the exact same sense of humor ... but ... I don't know ... the spark isn't there..." 

When I hear this, I don't say anything, because it's none of my business, but I want to scream "GET OVER THIS 'SPARK' THING! STOP BELIEVING IN HOLLYWOOD VISIONS OF CATCHING SOMEONE'S EYE ACROSS A CROWDED ROOM! Jesus Christ! You found someone you connect with on SO many levels, and you're not getting down on your knees and proposing?!? Do you think you're going to find 30 more people like that in your life?!?"

The "spark" doesn't last, anyway. I'm not saying that sex dies or anything. I'm just staying that incredibly exciting, new romance feeling inevitably fades. But, if you're lucky, what comes next is much, much better. You spend years in that loving, warm place with the person you know you want to grow old with. And if you have good communication with someone, the spark can come later, even if it's not there at first.

Lots of people seem to learn this after a long time and a lot of pain. They marry the "bad boy" or the "hot chick" instead of their best friends, because doing so is more exciting. Then those marriages -- which are based on nothing -- fail. Sometimes, if these people are lucky, they later marry those best friends who they should have married in the first place. If they're unlucky, they can't, because the best friends have moved on.



2. There's no such thing as a "grown up," and if you try to be one, you'll wind up becoming a poser at best and a killjoy at worst.

First of all, if you're waiting for that magic time when you're finally THERE, give it up. As I ease into the middle age, I can see it will never happen. I will never have learned what I need to lean in order to be a grownup. I will never be 100% confident. I will never stop failing...

People who seem like they have it all together are either faking it or living such incredibly boring lives that they they never face any challenges. 

Let me be clear that I am a responsible person. So if all "grownup" means to you is "someone who does the dishes," then -- yes -- I'm a grown up. But it's not like when I was younger, I was a child ... a child ... a child ... a child ... and then I reached some particular birthday and -- BOING -- I was an adult. 

God, I HATE people who think it's important to be grown up. They are no fun at all. They are the people who, if you show any enthusiasm that goes beyond what you have to do at your job, inevitably say, "Looks like someone has too much time on his hands!"

Don't be that guy!

As you go through life -- especially when you pass through your 20s, 30s, 40s and 50s -- continually ask yourself this: "When was the last time I played in the mud?"

It is VITAL that you play in the mud! You MUST do this or you'll lose your soul! I am somewhat speaking in metaphor. If you don't like mud, that's fine. But when did you last finger paint? When did you last get into a pillow fight with your friends (or with your spouse?) When did you last sing a loud, off-key song where all the lyrics were nonsense words? What was the last time you did something utterly POINTLESS that was great fun?

Playing Scrabble doesn't count. (I say that as a huge Scrabble fan.) Playing tennis doesn't count. Those activities are great, but they're too regimented. They are too much about rules. They don't involve CUTTING LOOSE, LETTING GO and being VULNERABLE. (By vulnerable, I mean doing stuff that may lead other people to say "Act your age!")

Getting drunk or high doesn't count, either. If you can only dance around in your underwear when you've had three (or ten) drinks, you're doing it wrong. One of the reason drugs don't count, is because they put you in an altered state that is disconnected from who you are when you're not drunk or high. Your goal should be to become someone who always has a little bit of play in him -- not someone who is super-stern and serious and needs chemicals to unwind.

I know that letting go this way is really, really hard for some people. If it's hard for you, ease into it. No matter how hard it is, surely you can finger paint when you're alone in your room! Make yourself do it until you can do it without shame -- until you can let go and enjoy getting paint on your nose. You will wind up living longer and having less stress in your life. 

And though you can start this in private, try to work towards doing it in the company of someone else. Play is fundamentally a social activity. You will never feel as close to another person as you will when you roll in the mud with him.

Despite the way I sound, I am a very shy person. I don't, as a rule, go dancing in the streets. But I have a few close friends (and a really fun spouse) with whom I CAN do those things. Those friends keep me alive! I wouldn't trade them for ten million dollars!

One last thing: if you have kids, what's your relationship to them? Are you very much the MOM or the DAD. Do you feel like they are the KIDS and you are the GROWN UP? Or do you feel like they're your friends and you enjoy playing on the floor with them? Of course it's important to be the grownup for them sometimes. But see if you can ease yourself into a different kind of relationship with them? When did you and your kids last have a snowball fight?



3. Most grownups stop learning. Don't.

I spent many years as a teacher, mostly teaching computer classes to adults. These were folks who were being forced to adopt new technologies for their jobs. They were very unhappy. They would say, "I don't understand this stuff! I'm just not one of those computer people."

What I gradually learned, via long discussions with many, many students from many different occupations, is that this wasn't true at all. Their problem -- though very real -- had nothing to do with computers. It had to do with the fact that this was the first time they'd been ask to learn anything new in years. They would have had just as much trouble if their boss had forced them to learn how to knit, juggle or play the guitar. 

Even many people we think of as smart do very few new things every day -- things that stretch them. Here's an example: I used to work for a large auction company (think Sotheby's or Chirstie's.) This company employed a lot of "experts." An expert was, say, someone who had spent decades studying French ceramics. Having done a lot of studying, he can now look at a vase and instantly tell you when and where it was made, what it's worth, and whether it's an original or a reproduction. I am not making light of this skill. I certainly couldn't do it.

But let's take a look at what it involves: the expert had to spend decades cramming information into his brain. He had to get to a point where that information wasn't just in his brain but also instantly accessible. Doing all that grunt work was an incredible feat, and the expert has good reason to be proud of what he accomplished.

But if he's like most of us, he learned most of his knowledge in his 20s. Starting in his 30s, he began coasting. Coasting feels really good and most jobs are built to let experts coast. You know you're coasting when you can go to work and instantly know how to fix any problem. You're coasting when you can look at the vase and instantly know when and where it was made. 

You're coasting if all your problems at work are things like annoying co-workers and long hours. If you never (or rarely) need to do exhaustive research or work out complex problems on paper or white boards, you're coasting. 

I'm a computer programmer, which means my job is pretty intellectual, and I coast way less than a lot of people: but I STILL coast about 75% of the time. A lot of the code I write is boilerplate stuff. I'm "solving" problems that have already been solved before, and all I need to do is copy, paste and make a few tweaks. 

Doctors coast a lot of the time (at least general practitioners do). They hear the same symptoms over and over again, and in most cases, they can do their jobs very well by doing mental "database searches" and regurgitating answers that worked in the past. This is also the case for non-trial lawyers.

If you're a "smart person" like me, and if you work in an "intellectual" field, it's humbling to ask yourself, at each point in your day, "Am I stretching my intellect? Am I coming up with a new solution? Am I facing a new problem that I've never faced before?" How much of the time do you do this? 10% of the time? 5% of the time? 1% of the time? How many years have gone by without you having to face a REAL intellectual challenge?

Incidentally, the jobs that we think of as intellectual tend to be the least intellectually demanding (with some exceptions, such as Mathematician and Brain Surgeon). The "dumb jobs," such as auto-mechanic and football player tend to involve a lot of continual, on-your-feet thinking.

What's wrong with coasting? Nothing, necessarily, if it makes you happy. But we're moving into a time period where it's harder to get away with it. The pace of change has quadrupled and we're getting hit with new technologies daily. 

But the bigger problem is that "if you don't use it, you'll lose it." You need to continually give your brain a workout or it will grow sluggish. We all know those people who have retired at 65 and then spent twenty years sitting in front of the TV. What's sad is that we accept that people in their 80s are going to be sluggish. But that's not a given. They don't have to be! YOU don't have to be. If your job isn't challenging you, find ways to challenge yourself. 

Note: most people get frustrated when they fail. This is one of the reasons why they quit trying new things. Trying new things inevitably leads to failure. But understand that, if you're trying anything challenging, it's going to take you at least a month to succeed at it. A month is the MINIMUM. It's more likely that it will take you six months.

So if you, say, try to learn the guitar but "fail" at it after a few hours, you haven't failed. You can only fail at the guitar if you try to play it for six months and, during all that time, make no progress.



4. If you're an artist or "creative person," stop trying to "be original."

Your goal should be to tell the story you're trying to tell. (Or play the melody or fill the canvas with color or whatever.)

When I'm not programming computers, I spend my time directing plays. I run a classical theatre company. Here's the main lesson I've learned over the years: if I'm directing, say, "Romeo and Juliet," my job is to tell that story. Let's say that, in order to make the story clear and exciting, it turns out that Juliet should be wearing a red dress in a particular scene. But I go see another production and notice the actress in that production is wearing a red dress in the scene in which I was going to put MY Juliet in a red dress!

I will feel that very human urge to make my Juliet wear a blue dress, because I don't want to be accused of copying or "not being original." I need to get over it. IT'S NOT ABOUT ME. IF it happens to be a case that a red dress tells the story better than a blue dress, then my Juliet NEEDS to wear a red dress. Art is best when the artists serves the art rather than the other way around.

This general rule applies to many things besides art.



5. If you focus on what's fair and what's unfair, you'll stagnate.

John: Someone keeps stealing pens off my desk! Whenever I need a pen, I can't find one!

Mary: Well, pens don't cost very much. Why don't you just buy a bunch of them once a month. Just think of them as perishable items that have to be replenished!

John: I shouldn't have to do that! It's not MY fault the pens go missing! People need to STOP stealing my pens!

Mary: Okay. What can you do to stop them from stealing your pens? Do you have a cabinet or something you can lock them in?

John: No!

Mary: Can you tell your boss? If there's a security problem in your office, maybe he can...

John: I've TRIED that. He doesn't care! He says it's just pens. That's not the point! It's stealing. Stealing is WRONG!

Mary: You're right. It IS wrong. It sucks that your boss isn't going to do anything about it, but I guess that's the way it is. And it seems like it's causing you a lot of anxiety. Wouldn't you feel better if you spent $2 on pens once a week? You could just assume they'll get stolen and get new ones when you need them. That way, you'd know you'd always have a pen!

John: Why should I be the one who has to buy new pens?

Mary: You shouldn't be, but you are.

John: That's not fair!

There's nothing wrong with striving for fairness and justice. But if that's not possible, it's pointless to fall into a mode where you're constantly stressed out and throwing your hands up in disgust. The pen problem literally used to drive me crazy. Then I took Mary's advice. The truth is, I earn enough money that buying pens a couple of times a month is no big deal. I wish people wouldn't steal from me, but I'm just not going to worry about it. A couple of dollars a month let me check a worry off my list. THAT is money well spent!



6. If you're not failing, you're doing it wrong. 

We need to raise our kids so that they EXPECT to fail and so that they understand that after failing they should keep going. I have finally gotten to a place where I dislike NOT failing. I am suspicious when I don't fail. Not failing generally means I'm playing it too safe. It means I'm not growing or learning. It means I'm keeping myself from finding all sorts of solutions I could be finding. But the only way to find them is to play past failure.



7. You can't reason with a lizard.

If someone is hysterical or angry, it's pointless to reason with him. Don't try. The "lizard brain" can't use logic. Understand that you're dealing with a cornered animal, not a calm philosopher. 



8. Stop reading the newspaper.

You don't really have to stop. If you enjoy reading it, by all means read it. But if you're one of those people who gets deeply stressed out every time you read the paper or watch CNN, consider stopping. Why are you constantly putting yourself through this stress? Because it's one's duty to stay informed? Why?


Okay, I understand why. We live in a Democracy and blah-blah-blah. Fine. But you're not required to have a life of stress. It doesn't help you or anyone else for you to be stressed all the time.

And just KNOWING that there are starving people doesn't help those starving people. If you have a plan of action, by all means carry it out. Otherwise, give yourself a break. If you feel terribly guilty when you're not informed, then just give yourself a two-week break. You don't have to stop reading the papers for life. But get out of the habit of being addicted to stress and sorrow. Your blood pressure will go down.



9. Do something that's not for money.

Make sure there's something pleasurable in your life that is completely disconnected with money. In our culture (in all cultures?) money comes with all kinds of baggage. Find something you like to do that will NEVER make you any money. 

If you're a waitress who longs to be a professional actress, acting in plays for free doesn't count. It's great, but it's not what I'm talking about, because you're hoping to one day quit waitressing and MAKE MONEY acting. Keep that dream alive, but find some other activity to be your non-money-pleasure. Say, "I like sketching (or whatever) and it will never, ever make me any money. And if someone offered me money to sketch, I'd turn it down, because I want one thing in my life that is forever disconnected from money."

And it can't be something connected to duty. Yes, you don't get paid for raising your kids, and, yes, a lot of that job is fun. But parts of it are a duty. So it doesn't count. Knitting counts. Playing basketball with your friends counts. 

Hanging out with friends doesn't count. It's fun. It's not about making money. But it's not a specific activity. You need something that will jolt you out of the belief that most of us have -- that anything you spend time an energy on MUST be about money.



10. The hour before bed is for you.

Don't work right up until bedtime. Even if you "have to." Take half an hour -- even 20 minutes if it's all you can spare -- before you go to bed to unwind in an engrossing way. (Do this even if you're really tired and would rather not stay up an extra 20 minutes.) By which I mean don't just sit on the sofa with a glass of wine. If you do that, it's too easy to start thinking and worrying about work. Spend that time reading a chapter of a fun thriller (not a "classic" that you think you "should" read) or watching an episode of a sitcom that makes you laugh.

Think of this as your duty. It will help you get your work done better the next day. It will help you get to sleep. 



11. There is no such thing as highbrow and lowbrow.

Or if there is, who cares? School has bamboozled us into thinking Shakespeare is superior to "Gilligan's Island." As someone who directs Shakespeare plays and reads "King Lear" for fun, I'm here to tell you that the only great art is the art you love. 

Life is really fucking hard. You have to deal with losing jobs, getting divorces, paying taxes and fixing the toilet. Don't add to your troubles by telling yourself -- or letting someone else tell you -- that you're a moron because you prefer beer to expensive champagne. 

If something is beloved by experts, "refined people" and scholars, there probably IS something wonderful about it. If you want to spend an hour with me, I'll explain to you why Shakespeare is wonderful and what you'll get out of his plays if you spend some time studying them. But it's not a requirement. You're not in school any longer. (Or if you are, you soon won't be). There's no teacher waiting for you to turn in your homework.

I am NOT a better person than you because I read Shakespeare. I read Shakespeare because I enjoy it. If I read it because I "should," I'd be a fool. 

Art is primarily sensual. It can sometimes politicize people or give them intellectual ideas, but what art does best is feed you: it feeds your eyes with colors; it feeds your ears with sounds; it feeds your nerves with "what's going to happen next????" Life is short. If "24" feeds you more than "Hamlet," enjoy your feast!

If you feel guilty about watching "American Idol" when you "should be" watching "Masterpiece Theatre," then agree to challenge yourself once a month. Once a month, you'll go to a museum or watch a foreign film. The rest of the time, watch and read and listen to whatever makes you sit on the edge of your seat. Whatever makes you sing and dance.

If you're an "intellectual" like me, take a break from the Bergman films and Shakespeare plays once in a while. Sure, sure. "American Idol" is the death of American culture or whatever. But a couple of episodes of it. It's pretty engrossing and fun. 

Get out of the habit of labeling things as high and low. There's stuff that feeds you and stuff that doesn't. There are acquired tastes which don't feed you now but which might feed you in the future, once you get used to them. As soon as you get the urge to categorize one thing as "art" and the other thing as "just entertainment," try to stop. There are different sorts of meals, and it's great to live in a world with both caviar and Pop Tarts!



I read this and couldn't resist myself posting it here. This is the Original Post by Marcus Geduld, 
Hope this helps you all to lead a HAPPY life :)
Life is Beautiful... Enjoy to the fullest...