The WIMAX Analogy

In WIMAX *, when a modem tries to connect to the network, it sends a code to the network over the air.
This is the same thing we do when we pray. We send our wishes (code) bound in words to God (network).

The network may or may not honor the modem’s request. It depends upon how busy the network is and how important is your request.
Similarly, the God may or may not honor prayers.

When the network doesn’t listen to modem’s requests, the modem keeps doing the ranging.
We keep praying until our wish is granted.

The network responds to the request asking the modem to send details of how much bandwidth it wants. When modem sends the details to the network, the networks checks whether the request is more than what should be allocated to this modem. If so, the network grants the modem’s wishes. If the request is more than the allowed limit, network grants the wish partially.
When we ask God for something, he (or she) verifies whether we are asking for too much or we are asking something we deserve. When we ask for too much, partial wish is granted. But when we wish for what we deserve, the wish is granted.

When the modem always asks for too much bandwidth, its request never gets satisfied.
When we keep asking for more than what we deserve, our wish is never granted. We die unsatisfied.

Some modems subscribe to very high quality of service. Satisfying the request of these modems is the most important objective of network.
Some people ask for something that is necessary for their existence. Granting the wishes of such people is of highest priority to God.

Sometime important requests are lesser. In such time, some less important requests are granted.
Of course, some people are lucky. Aren’t they?

If man designs a system in such a way that it is fair to all the modems, then how the God can be biased towards anybody. God is always fair.

* WIMAX is a next generation wireless networking technology.

Cheers!!

Low Waist Jeans: Pros and Cons

I visited Amoeba located at Church Street today. Pankaj Advani was also chilling out with his friends and girl friends at Amoeba. I liked one of his girl friends most, the lady in dark green top and blue denim. Girl, if you are reading this please contact me at 269E1065250. Actually, my brother also liked her the most, but I am his elder brother. So, I get the privilege. I hope Pankaj Ji would not mind it. Well, if he does, I would send him my sincere electronic apologies. I was dying to take Pankaj Ji’s autograph but I did not have a fountain pen or a ball pen or any other any other kind of writing instrument. One of my friends suggested telling him ki main kis asmanjas main pada hoon. If he were a girl, I would have definitely told her that I want her autograph. She could have kissed my hands or anything else *wink wink*. Unfortunately, Pankaj Ji is a ‘He’ without an ‘S’. So, I needed something to write upon and something to write with. I hereby convey my best wishes to him and expect his comment on this post as his autograph. I hope you shall win more accolades for India. Cheers to you.

Now, the time has come to zero in on the title of the post. Since, I could not get a slot in Amoeba, I was observing how low waist jeans affects the performance of an average bowling player.

-    If a boy is wearing low waist jeans, he can’t bend down beyond a limit as bending beyond the threshold might cause his pants go down, which would look obscene.
-    Also, boys have to pull up their jeans every now and then so as not cause any embarrassment to themselves and the acquaintances.
-    It was also noticed that people who wear low rise jeans wear premium underwear to attract same (jamana badal raha hai yaron) or opposite sex. Of course, Rupa is a premium brand.
-    It was also observed by some people that some ‘Hes’ who wear low rise jeans don’t wear anything inside at all. Isn’t it disgusting? Let me answer this. It is disgusting. I sincerely request all ‘Hes’ who wear low rise jeans and who don’t wear low rise jeans, please wear some kind of undergarment when you go out. At least, wear leaves and contribute to the green initiative.

Another incident happened in Total mall when I was queued up for billing. I saw a beautiful creation on one of the pamphlets lying on the billing counter. I did not miss to click a snap with my ultra cool Samsung phone. Here it goes

A Piece of Artwork

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Confession

On that day, there were so many people in the shop. The shopkeeper was not able to manage the crowd. In the hurry, the shopkeeper left one of the fountain pens over the desk. Vijay opened his fist to check once again how much money he had got. He could not move his eyes off the pen lying on the counter. He was struggling to win over the greed inside him. Finally, he decided that he would steal the pen.

He took off the pen stealthily and made his way out of the shop. As soon as he came out of the shop, he ran. He ran until he became breathless; he ran until he felt that he was far enough from the shop. When his mother asked where he got the pen, Vijay told her that he got it lying on the road while coming back from the market. A 10 year old kid had broken the law and he was enjoying it.

He filled the ink into the fountain pen with great interest. Every word he wrote with that pen made him love it more. When you are in so much in love with something, the though of losing it gives goose bumps. So, he was very cautious that he did not lose the pen.

A few days passed. A lesson was taught in the school that stealing is a sin. Vijay watched a serial on the television which showed that everyone hates a thief. Suddenly, everything reminded Vijay that he had stolen a pen. Earlier these lessons were theories but now Vijay was able to relate to them with a real life experience. Theories make much more sense when we can relate to them with reality.

Vijay went to the stationary shop again. He asked the price of the pen he had stolen. He saved his pocket money. When he had enough money to pay the price of the pen, he went to the shop. He confessed to the shopkeeper and paid the price of the pen. He was feeling lighter today.

We have learnt these lessons a couple of years back but most of us don’t forget to steal when we get a chance. What else we forget often is a confession.

Cheers!!

Finding Myself…

In my blood,
Tell me,
Oh God,
What flows?

Koshish Jaari Rahegi

“Brick walls are there for a reason. They give us a chance to show how badly we want something.”

Cheers!!

Clueless

Koi Na Jaane Kya Hoga Kal,
Kaise Honge Aane Waale Pal…

Life poses such challenges to some people that they are left clueless at times. They say that, “If life throws lemons at you, make lemonade”. But it is not always as easy to do so as it sounds. Sometimes the darkness longs for so long that you have to light up a lamp of hope to survive the darkness. Keep enough hope to keep the lamp burning.

When people start analyzing what wrong they have done and they find only good things, they become clueless. Why God doesn’t play fair and if he does why one has to cross the lethal desert before reaching the oasis? But, I would say that there are few things we cannot do much about. All we can do is to keep the faith. Even if things don’t get any better, this faith will give a reason to live.

I can still remember those days when I was so sick that I felt as if I am going to die. Sometimes medicines don’t work but prayers do. I had been injected so many times in a day that I had stopped feeling the needle going into my flesh. But I still remember the fragrance of the flowers from Hanuman Setu lying beside my bed. I still remember my mother, maternal aunt, father and many others standing by me. They gave me the strength to bear the pain with a smile. And I kept the faith.

Keep the faith. Everything will be right again.

Cheers!!

Learning to Fly

Arose from the ashes,
Will not be intimidated by the crashes,
Bound to rise high,
As I am learning to fly…

Will see the world,
From the eye of a bird,
One day I shall soar like a kite in the sky,
As I am learning to fly…

Will float in the air,
Like a leaf in the water,
This ain’t a lie,
As I am learning to fly…

Belief is what it needs,
When one tries impossible indeed,
Feeling dreamy,
Yeah, I am going to fly..

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Or

Entwined in the web,
Riding the ebb,
Faded the images of all time high,
Didn’t even get the time to sigh…

Lost to the losers,
Coughing among smokers,
The door is closed,
The voice choked…

Frames changed rapidly,
But the time moves steadily,
Aghast,
Why’s life moving so fast?

Pretty faces ignored,
Why so bored?
Love’s an illusion,
There is no confusion…

This phase of life,
Cutting like a knife,
Will I bounce back?
Or will  I lose the track?

Cheers!!

The Mask…

Will I ever get real,
Free from haze of surreal,
Wake up!! everyday the sun shouts,
Ignoring the Sun, I pull up the quilt…

In the mirror I don’t see my face,
The reflection looks fake,
Innermost desires squealing in my head,
After hitting the mask, they are falling dead…

Peel it off,
tells me the subconscious often,
Don’t, the conscious warns,
As I try to put it off…

Stuck in this fight,
I am unable to decide,
Whose side I should take?
Fall under gravity or jump against it…

Cheers!!

Chooser

Lights, camera action,
Don’t think ’bout the repercussion,
I know you have got the passion,
Believe in your own creation..

Play it hard,
Don’t panic in the start,
It will start moving,
You just have to keep pushing…

Think that you are the one,
Keep up the momentum,
Never say die,
Keep searching for the pie in the sky…

Sing dance and enjoy,
Don’t shy,
You would remember this music, the dance, and the moments of romance,
So, save this moment to remember in trance…

Hit hard every moment,
So that you can clap with joy in the end
Be a chooser, the one who calls the shots,
Not just another beggar set at naught…

Cheers!!!