My granny and daddy the strongest.................

Its not a uncommon thing to hear kids of the age of 4-5 yrs odd mentioning that their daddy is the strongest.....
i too would say the same adding that my granny too was the strongest then....tks to a daylight theft attempt by a thief in my house......
This happened when i myself cant re-collect my age ( should b around 4yr old or so), as usual, my granny helped me in taking bath and then with a towel was trying to dry me and i was busy running here and there.
just then we hear some scatching sound at our door step and some one trying hard to push open our door.....
this was very unusual, as then my parents were working and they never came home before 6.pm. on any given working day....
by the time granny could reach the door....BAANGGG!!! it opened, and there i saw a hooded guy standing....i could associate his looks with the comic character - Phantom (the ghost who walks)....
he was surprised to see us as he did not xpect us to be at home....and then would have thought that its after all not so young - not so old lady (granny) and a child (me) whom he could always handle.....
unfortunately for him he did not know the power that a woman would have who would have toiled in fields in the village etc............
the action then starts.......granny pushed me behind a cot for safety.. so i was now stuck in between the wall and the cot watching the action scene in a full monty dress code..( dont laugh or make faces, i was only 4yrs old then and it was not the right time to search for clothes, wear it and then see the action)
the thief started advancing steps towards granny....to my surprise soon there was a physical fist fight between both. had there been WWF then, both would have been qualified for Mixed Singles wrestling match......
then suddenly i hear " bachaooooooooooooo. chorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr chorrrrrrrrrrrrrr"......wow multi tasking...my granny was screaming for help along with man handling that guy......it was so much action...i was confused as to who was trashing whom and who was getting trashed......i did the best tht i could do to help granny win ..........
i.e. stay where i am and i too started shouting, though it was not bachoooooo types...but some good amount of decibles to wake up the ever asleep " GURKHA"......guess the theif would have given in by shock itself to see a women handling him..oooofffff....some neighbour had the presence of mind to call my dad who was then working in powai...
the negihbours too rushed in and made him sit outside and had a watch on him....
had never seen neighbours more excited than this.....
then my dad came, and i could see the hot blood rushing his brain....seeing his face red, the thief pushed all and tried to escape.....
i guess my dad was a hard core fan of amitabh bachhan (which is passed on to me)....becuase of which i saw a gully boxing match (like gully cricket types) between dad and the thief......
finally the action was over and the thief was on the ground moaning.....
this was one of my first wrestling and boxing matches that i ever saw with no refree ;-))
what an action packed day i had......but yes had things gone other wise, dont know what would have happened.....

“The survival of the fittest” game began from the WOMB itself……..

One fine day was just thinking about my life and was wondering that how I have lead a mechanical life of always running to catch something or to achieve something.

The mantra – survival is given as a upadesh to us right from our mom’s womb. The moment you are conceived your game for survival begins….

This thought takes me back to those warm times when I was in my mom’s womb….say some 28 yrs ago…….

Me , my parents, doctors and all concerned people thought that I would stay in the cozy atmosphere for 9 months….

Alas mother nature had some other plans sketched for me. She ordered me to enter the world when I just spent 7 months in my mom’s womb….and winked at the nurse on 20^th Aug, 1982

Now this was surely a surprise package for my parents.

My survival game started as I was put in an incubator for about 2 months so that my body can grow till I was 9 months old.

Lots of speculations were going around about my survival…..will he make it or wont???

I could hear them all and was helpless as I really couldn’t do anything but to be left in the hands of nature to decide………

Wow..some times I feel people are more concerned about the gossips of other households than minding their own business…probably that’s why human is known to be a social animal….longing for gossips always!!!!

Every mother would wish to feed their own child, so did my mom wished the same, but again the greater mother – mother nature did not like this wish. I was fed in a different way…it looked like some circus trick or some experiment of Guinea Pig. Cotton balls were dipped in the milk and was squeezed gently such that the milk drops went thru my nose and then entered my stomach……strange …isn’t it???

Visitors weren’t allowed to meet me as the doctors feared I would contract some infection….holy cow dint know whether I should consider myself as VVIP or ACHUT (untouchable) where people couldn’t meet me till I was 1 yr old

Well with all those tricks….today I stand b4 people as a hefty, thick skinned guy as against some generous peoples speculation of my survival…..guess rather they could have placed a bet in a horse race or some shares….they would have atleast won it…..

This LEO preferred to win than see others win!!!!

I some times still wonder what was Natures intention behind all these………….but I guess certain questions remain unanswered in life!!!!!!!!

I M WHT I M !!!!

Well I aint those kind of scholars in academics, but did complete my MBA in 1^st class. I aint those kind of corporate nerds who look at MNC’s only as their platform, but did manage to cross my goal(monetary target) much ahead of the targeted time.

I aint a writer….so don’t expect chetan bhagat quality here……..

I aint very spiritual or god fearing as I believe one has to be god loving if at all and not fear the poor fellow.

I follow certain principles in life which I try not to deviate from. As I feel being spiritual is nothing but being little disciplined and I am disciplined in my own ways…….

I truly believe:-

what ever you are today at which ever stage of life, is not what you wanted to be, but its what nature wanted you to be or decided you should be.

Since child hood we have learnt 3 phases in life – Past, Present and Future

Believing or trusting on god is like a past, as you gave never seen good, but you are entrusted with a thought or belief since childhood. No one has seen Lord Krishna, Mohhamed the Prohphet, Guru Nanak or Jesus. As per the belief instilled in us they were all in the past, much b4 you were born….

The more often used word “ Destiny/fate” has lost its importance due to its over usage. Its more like the happenings of future. People rely more on destiny / fate…but if you see its used more often for referring things that would occur in near future….

Nature(Prakruti) is something like a shadow that is there with you in the present phase of life. It’s a power that’s most neglected or we havnt taken efforts to recognize it. Its like your shadow that walks with you in all phases of life with out being noticed. Nature is a super power that works for u, by you.

I try my best to connect the happenings of my life with the present, .i.e. nature and not crib of past, .i.e. blame the god or await (future) destiny to happen…..