What do you see?
A friend of mine narrated this recently.
There was a school where the test was conducted on the boys about their psychology.
They were shown two photographs.
In the first photo there was a man reading a book.
In the second one, a man was chopping wood.
Boys were asked to tell what they were doing.
The first boy who came said, the man who was reading was at work.
The other man cutting wood according to the boy was passing time.
Then a second boy came.
He said exactly what the first boy told.
According to this boy, the boy chopping wood was working for livelihood.
The man reading was at leisure.
Who of them is right?
Both of them were right in their own place.
First boys father was a teacher. Reading for him was a part of the work. When he finishes his reading, he may go for cutting some wood or doing some physical work that gives him some pleasure.
The second boy was the sun of a worker who does physical work for livelihood.
Reading for him is perhaps a far fetched activity.
There lies the difference.
You see what you are used to see.
I am Gopalam Karamchedu also known as Vijayagopal. I am a writer communicator. I share my thoughts and the collections here. My interests include, books, management, classical music, culture, languages etc..Thanks to all the friends who make my efforts meaningful. You are welcome to add material here. Write to me if you want to contribute.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 12, 2007
Who is Happy?
This story was in circulation in our circles for a long time.
They say, it is also used in a film recently.
Stories are not the sole property of any one.
The story goes like this.
There was this man trying to catch fish.
He was patiently waiting with his rod in the waters of the village tank.
There was this other man who came there, spread his upper cloth under the tree and started sleeping.
The man who was fishing got disturbed and started chiding the one who was trying to sleep.
He asked him, " Why sleep? You can also catch some fish!"
The other one asked "Why?"
" Because you can sell the fish and make some money"
"Then what?"
"Buy a lot of things!"
"Then what?"
" Cook and eat well!"
"Then what?"
" Sleep well!"
The man said " I am doing that same thing now! Why take so much trouble to sleep well?"
I really do not know what the answer he got was!
But there is a question here.
Who can sleep well?
The one who struggled for his meal and had it, or the one who is perhaps hungry?
A good friend of mine used to tell that even happiness is of two kinds.
One is devoid of any fear. The other is laced with fear.
You perhaps bought some food with borrowed money and are happy after eating.
Heart of hearts, you are really worried that you have to pay back the money.
HAPPINESS IS MATTER OF PERSONALITY, AM I RIGHT?
They say, it is also used in a film recently.
Stories are not the sole property of any one.
The story goes like this.
There was this man trying to catch fish.
He was patiently waiting with his rod in the waters of the village tank.
There was this other man who came there, spread his upper cloth under the tree and started sleeping.
The man who was fishing got disturbed and started chiding the one who was trying to sleep.
He asked him, " Why sleep? You can also catch some fish!"
The other one asked "Why?"
" Because you can sell the fish and make some money"
"Then what?"
"Buy a lot of things!"
"Then what?"
" Cook and eat well!"
"Then what?"
" Sleep well!"
The man said " I am doing that same thing now! Why take so much trouble to sleep well?"
I really do not know what the answer he got was!
But there is a question here.
Who can sleep well?
The one who struggled for his meal and had it, or the one who is perhaps hungry?
A good friend of mine used to tell that even happiness is of two kinds.
One is devoid of any fear. The other is laced with fear.
You perhaps bought some food with borrowed money and are happy after eating.
Heart of hearts, you are really worried that you have to pay back the money.
HAPPINESS IS MATTER OF PERSONALITY, AM I RIGHT?
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Phani's Rambles: Life, blocked.
Phani's Rambles: Life, blocked.: "I spend most of the day at work. I'm too tired to do anything when I go home. Whatever is to be done is done in a hurry, or pushed to the weekend. So basically I'm living life in the weekend. Or am I? Whatever."
This is an excerpt from my son's blog.
This is an excerpt from my son's blog.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Sunday Ahoy!
There is a so called Israeli quotation.
It goes something like this!
"Who says nothing is impossible? We have been doing it for ages!"
Looking at the history of that country, I dont believe that an Israeli said this.
Doing nothing is impossible.
If you are doing nothing, you are doing "nothing!"
I think any person with a head on the shoulders can understand this.
For a long time, because of various reasons, I was doing nothing.
I was perhaps sitting and brooding.
Something happened and I started thinking of doing something better than what I was doing.
If you really want to do something, I think people will get to know it!
Otherwise how do I expalin this invitation from nowhere to join a team which is really planning to do something really great.
The team is still being built.
The plans are being tested.
I am sure, very soon, I will be really busy.
I am waiting for that day.
Till then, what to do?
You have all kinds of things to do, as long as you are willing to forget your past.
And, then, comes this Sunday.
They never give you your food at the usual time on the day.
So, you keep doing odd things waiting to fed.
Yes, you had your food.
My goodness! All these people are so tired that they go for a siesta.
One needs rest, no doubt about it.
How about some one like me who is looking for some meaningful work?
Life has been a big vacation till recently.
If you sleep during the day, you are awake all the night. So no sleeping.
So much reading and internet, you are already sick with it!
It is so boring doing nothing.
I really do not know how people can remain doing nothing!
Meditation they say, is about going blank.
Thinking nothing!
I tried it and it never worked.I can not sit like that doing nothing. So, you are suffering reading these lines!
It goes something like this!
"Who says nothing is impossible? We have been doing it for ages!"
Looking at the history of that country, I dont believe that an Israeli said this.
Doing nothing is impossible.
If you are doing nothing, you are doing "nothing!"
I think any person with a head on the shoulders can understand this.
For a long time, because of various reasons, I was doing nothing.
I was perhaps sitting and brooding.
Something happened and I started thinking of doing something better than what I was doing.
If you really want to do something, I think people will get to know it!
Otherwise how do I expalin this invitation from nowhere to join a team which is really planning to do something really great.
The team is still being built.
The plans are being tested.
I am sure, very soon, I will be really busy.
I am waiting for that day.
Till then, what to do?
You have all kinds of things to do, as long as you are willing to forget your past.
And, then, comes this Sunday.
They never give you your food at the usual time on the day.
So, you keep doing odd things waiting to fed.
Yes, you had your food.
My goodness! All these people are so tired that they go for a siesta.
One needs rest, no doubt about it.
How about some one like me who is looking for some meaningful work?
Life has been a big vacation till recently.
If you sleep during the day, you are awake all the night. So no sleeping.
So much reading and internet, you are already sick with it!
It is so boring doing nothing.
I really do not know how people can remain doing nothing!
Meditation they say, is about going blank.
Thinking nothing!
I tried it and it never worked.I can not sit like that doing nothing. So, you are suffering reading these lines!
Aha!
People are sleeping. I am typing out my random thoughts.
I will now on try to put some order in waht I type here. Thanks for reading.
Friday, October 5, 2007
What are you doing?
I know it is a long time since I wrote anything here.
It is always like that. You start something. You also think you will do it without a break.
Right on the second day, you tend to find something more pressing and important.
So, you give this job up.
Every year I start writing a diary.
Interestingly, I never bought a diary.
That means I wait till someone gifts one.
It never happens before the start of the new year.
So, I never start writing diary on the new year day.
People do give diaries. But, we look for a better one.
Thus, every year I start writing diary much later.
Then the question is what to write in it?
I really do not like to write the events of the day.
Many days there would not be anything worth remembering.
So, I write about the interesting happenings of the day.
That is about the people, events and ideas.
The last one is more interesting.
ideas do occur. Not all of them are interesting.
Some of them are! But never did I write a diary till the end of the year.
One has to record these ideas and that is what I did for a long time.
Some of my diaries do read well.There are friends who read them and told me that they are good reading material.
Only then I thought that I should write blogs also.
I started one elsewhere.
There were no takers.
As such net is awash with such writings.
Many people write all kinds of things here.
What we write should be at least of interest to some people around.
When I ask myself whether people like what I write, the answer is evading me.
The counter says there are people who are visiting the blog.
For the last few days, I am engaged in some new kind of work.
Hence I could not do anything on the net.
Let me see, if I can reveive my activity.
Let not lethargy take over me.
It is always like that. You start something. You also think you will do it without a break.
Right on the second day, you tend to find something more pressing and important.
So, you give this job up.
Every year I start writing a diary.
Interestingly, I never bought a diary.
That means I wait till someone gifts one.
It never happens before the start of the new year.
So, I never start writing diary on the new year day.
People do give diaries. But, we look for a better one.
Thus, every year I start writing diary much later.
Then the question is what to write in it?
I really do not like to write the events of the day.
Many days there would not be anything worth remembering.
So, I write about the interesting happenings of the day.
That is about the people, events and ideas.
The last one is more interesting.
ideas do occur. Not all of them are interesting.
Some of them are! But never did I write a diary till the end of the year.
One has to record these ideas and that is what I did for a long time.
Some of my diaries do read well.There are friends who read them and told me that they are good reading material.
Only then I thought that I should write blogs also.
I started one elsewhere.
There were no takers.
As such net is awash with such writings.
Many people write all kinds of things here.
What we write should be at least of interest to some people around.
When I ask myself whether people like what I write, the answer is evading me.
The counter says there are people who are visiting the blog.
For the last few days, I am engaged in some new kind of work.
Hence I could not do anything on the net.
Let me see, if I can reveive my activity.
Let not lethargy take over me.
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