Gratitude!!

Success is an addiction. One must keep themselves grounded and in the real world. My mother used to tell me as a child not to lose sight of those who will stand by you during trying times. I've never been able to figure out why she continues repeating the same story. I now understand what she meant because I am 27 years old and work for a corporation. True friends are those who have helped you through difficult times and will always provide you with honest comments. If there is anything that matters to your friends, it is "friendship," not whether you are a rock star or a struggling individual. All other people who stick by you until you achieve success are a part of this deceptive truth.

 

This blog is a tribute to all my family and friends who have supported me and had a significant impact on my life. Without them, there would be no point in life.

English Version of our National Anthem

It's always interesting to discover something new about our country, therefore I stumbled found the English translation of our national anthem.

 

Thou art the ruler of the mind of all people,

Dispenser of India’s destiny

Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sind, Gujarat, and Maratha.

Of Dravida and Orissa and Bengal,

It echoes in the hills of Vindhyas & Himalaya,

Mingles in the music of Jamuna and Ganges

And is chanted by the waves of the India sea

They prey for thy blessings and sing thy praise,

The saving of all people waits in thy hand,

Thou dispenser of India’s destiny

Victory, Victory, Victory to thee.

Source: I don't know the original source

कवी की कल्पना

कविता लिख लिख कर,
में खुद एक कविता बन गया हु ,
गमो की दासता लिखी तो,
खुद एक दर्द बन गया हु,
खुशिया बाटता चला में तो,
सर्कस का जोकर बन गया हो,
शायद सच कहते हैं लोग
में खुद एक कविता बन गया हु

अमित

At the age of 11, I began writing articles and poetry. When I was 16 years old, I took part in a poetry competition where everyone had to compose a poem on the spot. The assignment was to compose a poem on our "name". Overall, it was a unique experience. Fortunately, my poetry received some attention. 

इच्छाओ के हवाई किले बनाने का आदि हू मैं,
हमेशा सिर्फ़ जितने का आदि हू मैं,
एकांत में कल्पनाओ की खाई में डूबने का आदि हू मैं ,
अपने असली अस्तित्व को ढूडने का आदि हू मैं,
बहुत कम दोस्त बनाने का आदि हू मैं,
सबकी कल्पनाओ और सोच से बाहर हू मैं,
तभी तो अमित हू मैं।

Beijing Olympics 2008

I feel proud to be an Indian despite so much corruption, crime, and lack of proper infrastructure. However, every time the Olympics come around, I feel embarrassed because a nation with a population of a billion people struggles to win a medal. When Bindra recently earned a gold medal and two other athletes in their respective sports got bronze. The entire nation was ecstatic and filled with pride, and so am I.

I believe that we are still not concentrating on the main issue, or are we attempting to escape from it? Why do we consider 3 medals to be sufficient? Why don't we compare ourselves to nations like China, the United States, Russia, Australia, etc.? In just one Olympics, Michael Philips earned 8 gold medals. He is deserving of praise. Do we (Indians) want to send the idea that we are not as patriotic as those from other nations? I'm not saying this because we've only won three medals. The Indian team was the only one that did not wear a uniform at the opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics in 2008; moreover, they were occupied snapping pictures or looking at their phones during the parade. Democracy does not permit us to disregard manners and present a poor reflection on our nation.The standard set for athletes should be raised, and the government should provide the necessary resources they need to train for and win such competitions. Athletes must contribute by following the rules and keeping the country ahead of them. I am optimistic that we will reach double digits in gold medals soon. All of the athletes who are competing for our nation on the international stage have my best wishes.

My First Blog

Hold on folks!! You'd be mistaken to assume that this is my first blog. I'm talking about my experience and how I got into blogging. I mistakenly believed that blogs were just for experts who wrote really complex material, such as technical documents or dry philosophical writings. I detest it, therefore I stopped wasting my time reading blogs. I moved to a role where social networking sites and blogs became my bread and butter. My situation was similar to that of a poor youngster who hates arithmetic but has no other alternative.

In our company, one of my seniors started posting his weekly blog, "Fursat Friday." Like a good software engineer, I deleted his email without reading his first blog. But his subsequent blog made me feel (like a typical HR man) that there must be something worthwhile for someone of his level to spend their time blogging. Therefore, the pattern persisted until "Fursat Friday 5".

Finally, I decided to write down my masterpiece and pull the innocuous legs of my elders.

Visit my debut blog at http://www.fursatfriday.com/2008/07/fursat-friday-7-tipping-point-3-amit.html to learn more.

However, I've turned into a dedicated blogger (boring and philosophical:-)) who doesn't require an excuse to write. I was inspired by Ravi, and I'm confident that someday, I'll inspire someone else.

Amit - a Poet

I wrote this poem when I was 18 years old and at that time I thought this was a masterpiece and no one can write such a poem, now after 10 years I realized that it was really a masterpiece which has no rhythm, a lot of grammatical mistakes and quite exciting or funny words.

Your true love in a rose,
Remove my fear to you loss.
Your affection towards my life,
Encourage me too to smile.
Your right guidance to me
Increase more confidence in me.
Your condolence words in my sorrow
Makes the embarrassing time to flow.
Your thoughts are only for my best,
Makes you dear better than best.