Tuneing Happiness...!!!

Rich...poor..   beggar....class person... humanity... cruelty... sadness..happiness...

We all talk about these categories,levels,layers etc... we try to sympathies poor,we feel jealous to rich..every day we look someone, who is actually in need..we feel bad.we decide to help someone like that person one day...but do we really do that ? Why we become so rude?
OK...we can't help them by money..but above all this...why not to try to give smile n happiness for few minutes in life of such "ppl of different world?"
When you travel through train ,you often come across these kind of people.
During my travel this week , one boy who was carring two broken small piece of tiles, who was singing 'by default song' of beggar -shirdiwale saibaba...and was trying to tune it with sound, he was creating from that broken tiles pieces. He was disappointed,his collection was 5 bucks. After sometime he came infront of me and sat there. Due to curiosity i askd him lot of question,about education,home,life etc... i asked him about his skill of creating music from those tiles.it was very interesting discussion. Then i asked him,
"if i sing something,are you able to tune it? I will give you 10 bucks."
He replied by moving head updown..
some people saw at me with weird look,some people came near me they were interested to listen this-rarest "jugalbandi"
I sung one song,then again that boy n people around me requested to sing one more song..now this time many people including pantry car workers came there. after completion of song,i offered that boy 10 bucks,by looking that, every1 gave him money.he was very happy n came in front of me and returned me my 10 bucks. This was surprising......he said....

""saar, i got reward from you already, when you said -i will sing n you just tune it...that was my reward...whatever i earned after that is bcoz your kindness..i am trying to tune my life with my skill but that is for myself...but for me , you tuned happiness...god bless you....""

I was shocked with his words...n with his tears...which forced me to think..."how easily we can create happiness for such people...process of Tuneing life ends with death note.... but if there is possibility,why we do not take steps towards "TUNEING HAPPINESS".......?

-omkar mansvi yours

If you are willing to go to that Extra Mile then dare..(here meter).....

Pune.....City of joy....!!!!
I knw ...i knw.....fr vannakam people its chennai...fr satsriyakal people it may change to bhatinda or Chandigarh... but something was der in this city which was thrilling for me..during my job...i was handling 580Rkm railway track...and during winter period...i faced one mega block near lonavala.....i know..u must be remembering the test of lonavla chikki....but that night was not testy for me...it was more like i was at haunted place near lonavala...ON DAT NIGHT........
As a heavy trafic on railway routes,our block time was arranged in between midnight 2 to  morning 5..this was my 17 or 18 block of that year...but this was very challenging for me.....i left my pune office at noon 12 n went their with One my "Bharat sarkar" taged sumo and one indica for workers.. my team was of 9 people including supervisor,engineer,technician etc. .even though i was with limited manforce..with limited lightsource..in horrible mountain area and not even single house in the diameter of 2km...but still i was confident about work...

   In eveing we planned work and i submitted report to mumbai office about all we are set for block..n got permission from headoffice...at night my team started preparation of work..it was dark night...just to take some rest i left d spot n sat into sumo..it was almost 2 km from the spot..then at night arround at 9 i called driver n said,
"lets go,its 9 we all take first dinner n will do the rest work"
then he calld evryone..except supervisor, everyone responded..aftr 10 mins..2 people came to me...n i said driver to take indica n will go first n order food fr all..as i said he started indica...we just left our spot and came to express way...i again called supervisor.... a....n.....d......next hour was one of the horrible moment of my life.......he immediatly pickd my cal......n

I asked him.."hey,wer r u,com to hotel,will hav some food then you can start your work...""""
He replied."i m in indica only"""

Believe me i was almost lost that time..i was totally shocked..i asked him..".r u drunk..?"  He was nt....
Then for my confirmation i askd driver,"i m in indica o sumo?"he said calmly "indica...!"
Again i askd supervisor "wer d hell r u?i m in indica"....n suddenly he cried out.."i don't know wer i m exactly" without wasting a sec.i turned my car..in dat winter night i was totally wet... my body was almost shivering...but calmly i was talking with him,his response was getting lower n lower...suddenly i saw green signal at nearest station....i askd him again -he was at unknown place,may be 100 mtr far from me on may be 3000 mtrs from me...without battery... alone..with uncontrled brain......
I told him to keep out of trackside...n i was almost running on track side...every 20 sec he was telling me jus 100 meters frm u..as i see light of ur battry....i was running alone now..evryone was scared to walk dat 100 meters to find him..during dat tym 2 trains passed from me..almost 15 mins i traveled dat whole 3 km area...but still he was telling me jus 100 mtrs nt much far...my all team members were scared that tym...finally i sat their....supervisor was still crying, for a moment he replied-
"omkar sir m died now...u go back n save urself"
I was almost lost...then suddenly saw one more train is coming...i took my headphone n said my supervisor to keep calm...the train passed me n fully concentrated on headphon...my heart was stopped bitting....my mind,my blood,my breathing.. evry..everything was concentrated on headphone..it was stupidity in me to locatin him with help of headphone..i made sm calculation in mind n started running. Backside.n aftr 300 mtrs...i told ppl to search in dat 200 mtrs diameter.... n der he was........!!!!

Huuh.......i saw happiness ,saw his blinking eyes..

I don't why dis was happnd...wht kind of stress he was suffering from but...surly it was his minds game...

But that extra meter story gave me lots of lessons and lots of courage to face problems....because his wishes will be with me which are enough for me to live my life ......!!!!
But
""""""whatt if i was not dared that night to walk by listening him... his 100 meters....!!!!"""""
i took decision right der n told headoffice m canceling the block...n without knowing the reply i left d place...,!!!

...N d story is still incomplete.

From the moment we started to listening the stories from grandmaa..till date .evry story was started with once upon a time.... and ended with. ... in dis way story ended happily....
But der are some stories neither started with once upon a time.... n nor will end with...in dis way story ended happily..
  Western Maharashtra. ...the land of suger... I came across few wrkr..whos duty was to cut d sugercane n load it in to trolleys....those ppl were born hardworker..i saw some woman's who were pregnant but  they workd hard all day by lifting almost 2 ton sugarcane on head and loading into trolleys...unfortunately evry woman was helpless..
      'nakusa' was one of them...she ws pregnant by 8 months...n also having child of 2.5 years...aftr donky work she came back on... 'khopa' a place wer they living temporary made frm rough bambu sticks,her just married but alone sistr was with her whose age was arround 16-17..her husbnd died by aids.she was helpin to her sis. One day hr 2.5 yrs child was playing with d weapon and suddenly his hand slipped and i saw d fountain of blood.. Her mom tied 1 cloth to it....it was horrible seen for me.suddenly i saw her sister... i saw some scratches on her face.i was dat much matured to guess about possibilities..my that day ended with simpathy to them...
      in the next morning..i saw..that woman was abscent...i asked few ppl....n d truth i heard was horribly horrible..
Dat nyt She gave a birth to child at that khopat..n within few second it died..her sistr cried out in reaction.nakusa's husbund was drunk..head of d whole Group took that child n went to throw him somwer. When head of grp came back n he saw her sister...der was cruelity in his eyes...
  Aftr two days again i saw evry1 working in field.....i felt depressed i came bak to hom from farm...i asked dad..can we help her?....dad smiled n  replied...'ask her ! She want help or not..'
   In aftrnun when she ws takin rest..i asked."..hw can u dis much tough..y u cant fight against it ?..." she smiled.....n replied n it was d horrible truth about life..........

My child, som stories are without start and end....mine s one of them..tell me what shld i do to change my life...i told mny options..n evrytym she crossed it..in d end i felt bad about her..she replied... dont be nervous.. look at my child...i saw her child....n......"he came to her , she gave one piece of sugercane to him...he was very happy with that piece.."
She replied again..my child..look evn aftr cuttin two finger of hand...he s happy...my pain s nothing infrnt of him....n...suddenly few tears came out..she said "thanks none before discussed such moments with me".

i never seen her aftr that moment... but still i knw...dis story has no end...i may not b able to help upto the level....but fr sure i made her strong...just by talking wit her..........

INDIA IS MY COUNTRY....WHO SAID????

Yesterday I was talking with my one of the south indian friend about a regional programme I want to organise in campus. the programme is to tell our juniors that you are not alone here...you got an opportunity to mix with all students who came frim different region of country and the programme is not to prove how much in size u r but it is just to make u feel that now u are going to b the truely indian as u are out of region..... then
i told my friend that
"you people are part of many groups and clubs so please do come to that programme as to give the brief introduction about the various clubs and groups in campus.." ..Then without wasting a second my friend replied me "yeah , for sure.. I will send someone north indian to the programme. .he /she will give u introduction about groups. .."
I WAS REALLY SHOCKED AT THAT MOMENT.  
Then I left the place without commenting anything...I came out of campus, HOW MUCH WE ARE BIASED...
Then my mind started running...I went into my school days...'Remember in school days, we used to take a oath....those words. ...
"INDIA IS MY COUNTRY, "ALL INDIANS" R MY BROTHERS N SISTERS"............well here all r  brothers n sisters this line may become the issue  to raise.(as we are in d wrld of GF/BF) :-p but again what about other lines in that oath..

INDIA IS MY COUNTRY...WHO SAID ???

........why specifically it is mentioned ...India is My country and not our country...our country is full of various regions. ..marathi. ..tamil...telgu...kanada....gujjus....punjabi....etc.....then technically. ..it should be our Country....then y is it my country ???????? I decided to discuss this with one of the DESHBHAKT.immediately I cald him.he said....its all about what you feel when you say those words....

When we say our ...there is feeling of its not only of mine....there are other people also..n when we say My we say it with proud...that its mine only..... the people of this country is my family ...whatta explanation given by him...then I did some research on it... and guess he was totally true......we never understood deep meaning of those words....

I KNOW
SOME OF U ARE NORTH INDIANS
SOME OF U ARE SOUTH INDIANS
THERE SHOULD BE PROUD ABOUT REGION...ITS NOT WRONG.....BUT BEFORE ALL THAT....U R TRUE INDIANS....
DON'T GIVE OPPORTUNITY TO YOUR NEXT GENERATION TO SAY THIS....

INDIA IS MY COUNTRY..... WHO SAID??????????

Let my Country Awake... !!!

     When I was 12 years old,  Dad gave me a magazine and told me select the best quote from the book.If you find out the Quote exactly that one which i selected i will give you a  Parle Kismi Bar. In such remote place where i was living, Kismi Bar was the costlier gift forget about Dairy Milk and Pizza o Spaghetti. I was too excited and read the whole book finally i found one Quote. I almost ran towards Dad, he was in Farm almost 2 n half km from home,i took my bicycle. When i reach their  I saw , my Dad was surrounded with few people, and a woman was crying, she was telling about her Life story, her husband was also in frustrated mood. My Dad saw me n called me and told me to look at cattle feed for Ox, for a moment i got angry on him. After few minutes i saw that everyone left the place everyone was praising my dad and went there home. Dad asked me "so Finally you found your best quote from the book " I was in angry mood and replied to dad, "yes !" --- "n what is it!" again Dad. i started,

                    "Where the Mind is without fear 

                     and the head is held high,

                    where knowledge is free.

                    where the world has not been broken up into fragments

                    by narrow domestic walls .

                   Where words come out from the depth of truth,

                   where tireless striving stretches its arms toward perfection.

                   where the clear stream of reason has not lost it's way

                   into the dreary desert sand of dead habit.

                   where the mind is led forward by thee 

                   into ever widening thought and action.

                   in to that heaven of freedom , MY FATHER, 

                  LET MY COUNTRY AWAKE !!

     Dad was totally shocked with my selection and asked me "why u selected this quote"...Still i was in angry mood and said "because i felt this quote is written on you only and at end its also written that "Oh my father, let my country awake.." " and suddenly my anger reached to top gear "who the hell are you, why you are doing so much social service. does anybody will help you in future, all are bastards, and to be frank before i came here i selected different quote but now looking at you. my guess is, quote selected by you must be this one....!!

    Dad was totally surprised by my answer and replied...Ha Ha Ha .... genius, superb, Excellent !!

Again Dad started "my boy let me tell you one thing- before knowing your answer , I decided that as u came  here by cycle from home, whatever your quote i will accept it. But from your skills you proved that you are enough able to solve your owns problem, But just answer my question "these ppl dont have much expectation in life, they just look at you as a hope that u will solve their problems !! 

            Still i was firm on my opinion  "but why You? "

Dad replied   "come with me, lets go home keep your cycle here, This time i was in dammn angry mood "what the hell is going on,

Was that punishment ?  

Was that Revenge ?

what was going in his mind? 

When i reached home i saw again some ppl were waiting for my dad, "HOLY CRAP!!!"

 this time an old man n woman with wet eyes talking to my dad...from their conversation i understood they were parents of that married woman i saw in farm..

   ""she is my only daughter, 6 years before my property was almost 30 lakhs, i sold 3/4 property for my son's education. my son completed his engineering n left us alone,when we went to meet him "he told his wife that we are workers". this year i gave almost 5 lakhs as dowry to daughters family now again they are forcing my daughter to bring money, 

   "I don't have words to thank u. By only words, skills and with your knowledge , you saved three life's , my next step was this ----"      and he showed a bottle of pesticides. 

I was totally embarrassed, for a while i was looking at my dad proudly , and he told me that time ..

 I Agree that God gifted you with certain skills,but its not to use the way you want . always.its not necessary to keep hope from " Father " to awake this country.. remember not only you, everyone on this earth is having guts to free this world from narrow domestic walls...after all for someone like that old man his wife n daughter is the country, is the world. !!!

that discussion-that knwledge was free, was with mind without fear, full of truth, thoughts n action and i was awaking in to that heaven of freedom ......... !!! 

Machine Men, Machine Mind, You are not machine !!!

     when i look in to those days , not much just 8-9 years before, i found  those catchy unforgettable moments between boyfriend and girlfriend,when role of whatts app played by the pen cap, when the role of first date played by 'PRASHAD' in Ganesh Temple in Industrial Visit, when- feeling shared by kiss, played by- the  feeling when you propose someone in Chemistry Laboratory by creating 'I LOVE YOU' on litmus paper. How romantic it was !!! now even how much we try to update ourselves but that amazing feeling we will miss forever. 

         Its not only about Love but Whenever i look back to my life, those days when 'mobile' was oil for me used for Cycle Chain., when even a 25 p's postcard sent by relative o two and half page later with full of design and emotion sent by sister was giving Happiness of life.Now when in today's world when i am having smartphone where i can see all movements, I am having computer where i can talk to my cousin brother ,his children's to whom am not even seen before.

       In today's world where we are having thousands of friends on social sites but how many of them are really your friends ?            how many of them are really in contact with you not by phone, by heart ? actually  we are loosing the reason behind such invention's . it was invented for making human life flexible but we are too smart we made our life like machine,typically like coded programs, automated machinery's- where we daily work with protocols, we made our access in each other's life limited, started to think like machine. .   we invented machine's , we are developing various Technics but Even though ""TECHNOLOGY MADE US NEARER WE ARE FAR FROM ETCH OTHER"". I believe that in Next few years there will be one day when Machine will develop men !!!

        Let me tell you about a speech given by Charlie Chaplin in His movie 'The Great Dictator'. 

             "" we want live by each other's happiness n not by the each other's misery. we don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be beautiful but we have lost the way.

             Greed has poisoned Men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. we developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical.we think to much and feel too little. The very nature of these invention's cries out for universal brotherhood for the goodness in men for the unity of us all. 

Just tell yourself - tell you what to do- what to think n what to feel. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men-Machine Men with Machine mind n machine hearts. You are not machine's you are not cattle ! you are men you have the love of humanity in your hearts ! 

 

words which told in the year...1960....how true they are....n where we are..???                                                                    

LIFE is all abt marketing where u sale urself

                When i was just of 25 Mins,some one whispered in my ears .." hey you naughty boy, don't look at nurse she is 25 years and few days n hours elder than you, don't start flirting with her." and what a miracle that beauty (i heard from my mom.. :-p ) came to me. "she kissed me !!! "   it is an interesting fact that when you are little the big girl kiss you and when you are big , the little girls kiss you !!!     jokes apart. 

         In present world , when i look at everyone, all are busy in marketing themselves, when your mom,dad talk about you in front of relatives they make you the emperor of the earth, even when you met first time to a diva or dude, that moment suddenly your blood runs with thousand miles speed overtakes many blockages in your vain......why ? what we call it as ? its nothing but your natural marketing skills ...at that moment your mom dad nothing but try to sale you. o you trying to sale yourself. 

               But the fact is not you sold yourself or not. because as soon as you came in front of some one..their brain captured your multiple  images but its just waiting in which costume its going to fit you.... N that's where your job comes you have to misguide the brain of next person !!! MISGUIDE...... confused ?

         yes !!! misguide because marketing is not about telling what you are ? everyone do that then what you are doing different...! 

       let me tell you a story of a mechanical engineer i met him infront goddess mahalaxmi temple in kolhapur , he was selling his owns innovated , manufactured product . the cost of that product was just 5o bucks (look at the guts as an engineer selling as local salesman like 'bhajivala' n like 'fruit saler' . )

      when i asked him about his product , he told me that "i just fallowed the story about stone , a normal stone how became a stone first time thrown in sea to build "ramsetu" by raam ." after a short pause he again started .... " i wasted two years in searching job after my engineering after that i decided to start own's business... and from that moment a single 10 sq.cm's metal sheet changed in to this product"

       But you know what - that product was just looking like capital "I" where at both end it was threaded in such a way that if you want to chop boiled potato you can chop it in design. (generally there is no need to design the potatos anyways it is going into your tummy) but he  was marketing that product in such a way that the product is costlier than grinder . then n then only i understood that  marketing is not about what it is , but it is all about how you fitt them into brain of person oppoite to you.

     Now let me tell you a poor person's  story, he was in love of a beauty, and was dammn serious about it.but there was one another competitor to him. that poor person was fully honest with the girl where as his compititor was just marketing himself how dud he is !! unfortunately that poor person was allrounder in all field but was not interested to market himself..... finaly after few days result came out of that story....... n hope you understood the result of that story....

               from that moment to onward's i understood one thing that Life is all about market yourself, creating demand for you in people's mind . fuck the all truth in you all honest things in you !

 market yourself hard as much as possible !!!  even lord krishna marketed himself as he said..."whenever asur attacks in this universe i will be there to save you all " and we started praising him from that moment