GUDgEON's SpAcE

I remember my school times when my History teacher said that we need to know the thing/person before we like it . Actually he was referring this likeliness for our nation and he was going to give a lecture for whole class on our country and nationalism . The story he told before telling this simple thing and unavoidable fact was so convincing that I still remember the whole scenery and postures of Aacharya Ji . He started all these with the explanation of some true incidence that took place when he went to meet Uttar Pradesh's Governor in Lucknow . When Aacharya Ji was having a lunch with him , the Governor , incidentally asked " Do you like Howra Singh , he lives in Amsterdem ?". " How can you like that person . The very first time you listened this question , you said 'Who is this .....   " The same thing can be made vice-versa . When you say that you like your country , India . The question arises again " Do you know your country ?" ,

Today ,I read an old news paper .An article on Depression ,its Causes and Precautions catch my concentration because of one single line , I accidentally viewed .Depression traps those ,who ,care for everything a lot ,care if someone is hurt by their act ,care if someone is inconvenient around them ,care if its their fault that people around them are not happy . In this world , intellectuals are those , who know to celebrate others fall . Their own rise are being left as a celebration for the rest .  These intellectuals are the poor greedy person who have chosen a reference for their happiness .They have made a circle of their own and of course ,they are the king in that circle ,Their intellect is not worth for crediting even a single good change for the society .All their happiness is just a water of mirage . Everything that appears from far of distances ,is not just what they get . Who knows the day when all the reasons of failure ,all the reasons of defeat ,all the reasons of co

Sometimes we are considered wiser than we are . Even , we get surprised to see our wisdom being lost . The only thing that makes all these changes is our own conscious . When we start everything because of some really good reason and instantly we find it ending with what , we never expected . Our own guilt conscious ceases our further efforts .                          Yesterday I faced the same situation again . After reaching at Charbagh Railway station , I was really in hurry to get to the home because of humid weather and nonstop perspiration . The situation would have been even worst after 3 kms. walk for exit to the taxi stand , but , just when I was about to exit the Plateform , I saw three beautiful faces coming towards me . I say all of them beautiful because I didn't have even a look at the rest two , except the middle one . She was so beautiful that I was unable to stop my moving eyes towards her . I don't know , how I noticed blinking of black in her eyes . When

The beggar is never happy. The beggar only gets a dole with pity and scorn behind it, at least with the thought behind that the beggar is a low object. He never really enjoys what he gets. We are all beggars. Whatever we do, we want a return. We are all traders. We are traders in life, we are traders in virtue, we are traders in religion. And alas! we are also traders in love. If you come to trade, if it is a question of give-and-take, if it is a question of buy-and-sell, abide by the laws of buying and selling. There is a bad time and there is a good time; there is a rise and a fall in prices: always you expect the blow to come. It is like looking at the mirrors Your face is reflected: you make a grimace — there is one in the mirror; if you laugh, the mirror laughs. This is buying and selling, giving and taking. We get caught. How? Not by what we give, but by what we expect. We get misery in return for our love; not from the fact that we love, but from the fact that we