Dreams
Dreams
REMEMBER ONE THING : Never give up on your dreams.
People who go to college are incredible. We go to classes. We read and absorb and are comprehensively tested on heavy amounts of varoius materials. We sleep very little. We drink ourselves into oblivion. We kill ourselves with several types of smoke. We cough and keep sneezing. Someone is always sick. Someone is always complaining.
We become attached to close friends. We smother each other. We lean too much, but our friends don't mind. We think often of the past and want to go back. We know we cannot, and soon we won't want to. We all had separate lives, families, backgrounds and pasts. We live totally different from how we used to live. We are frustrated and sometimes want to give up, but we never stop trying, and our friends won't let us.
We disregard health. We eat awful foods. We are forced to think about the future. We are scared and confused. We reach out for things, yet we don't find them. We try to sort out our minds, which are filled with studies, worries, problems, memories, emotions--powerful feelings. We wander the campus looking for happiness, which can be found in a friend's smile. We hurt--a lot, but a friend always tries to take the hurt away.
We keep going, though, because above all else, we never stop learning, growing, changing, and most important dreaming. Dreams keep us going and they always will. All we can do is be thankful that we have something to hold onto, like dreams and each other.
Child Relief and You (CRY)
Child Relief and You (CRY)
CRY is Child Relief. And YOU. An Indian organisation that belies every child ought to be given a fair starting chance to read and write, go to school, play, be healthy, and have a home. CRY reaches out to thousands of children for whom a school and a home are just a dream.
Is the problem just too big ?
Are you concerned that the problem is so enormous, your individual contributions would make little difference ?
Poverty and misery take on such huge proportions in India, most of us believe that our individual efforts are but a drop in the ocean. Futile attempts that might feed a hungry child one day, only to allow him to starve the next and finally, perhaps even starve to death.
That's not true.
You can help uncared for children grow up to live meaningful lives - where they can, make a positive contribution to society through CRY, who channelizes your contributions to those who need it most.
Here are a few reassuring facts about CRY and its activities that might put your doubts to rest. Each small contribution combines to do gretat things. Take a look at what 'YOU' have done. Last year alone we put together with your support, little by little, Rs 2.5 crores. And used the money judiciously to help poor children grow up to be happy, productive adults. In fact in the 16 years of its existence, CRY has supported 178 child development initiatives reacing out to over 6.5 lakh children.
Call or Write to: Child Relief and You
198/A, Anand Estate, Sane Guruji Marg, Bombay 400 011. Tel: +91-22-3063651/3647/3609 
DDA Slum Wing, Community Facility Complex, Bapu Park, kotla Mubarakpur, New Delhi 110 003 tel: +91-11-4693137/4790/3159 No.3, Stephens Road Cross, Frazer Town, Bangalore 560 005 Tel: 5569355/572952 46, Poes Road, Off Eldams Road, Teynampet, Madras 600 018 tel: 451548/450400/458576 234/N Diamond Harbour Road, Janakalyan, Calcutta 700 008 Tel: 776324/84
Be Proud to be an Indian
This article was printed in Dataquest magazine in the April 91 issue. It was written by Adam Osborne, who is the director of Silicon Valley Technologies and publisher of a monthly news- letter " From the Fountainhead".
I was raised in Tamil Nadu in South India, in the ashram of Sri Ramana Maharishi, of an english father and a Polish mother. Both were dedicated followers of Sri Ramana Maharishi. Therefore as a child growing up in the small town of Tiruvannamalai, Tamilnadu. I was fluent in Tamil and was sorrounded by Indians who were proud of their nationality and heritage, and believed they had a lot to teach us Europeans.
I still speak enough Tamil to get by, and feel that my roots are indeed in India. I must be only professed "vellackaaren" Tamilian in America. After all, how could anyone, even an English boy, grown up in Tiruvannamalai, in the ashram of Sri Ramana Maharishi, and not acquire a pride in his roots? It is therefore with some misgivings that today I find myself dealing with Indians, many of whome do not feel proud of their Indianness.
Indian Americans represent the most affluent minority in America, ahead of Jewish Americans and Japanese americans. This is a statistic and not an opinion. Indians swarm all over the Silicon valley, where they are an integral part of most product development teams: be they teams developing new semiconductor chips, software packages or computers. Indians are recognized throughout America as technically superior. No Indian in America has to explain his educational background, or apologize for his technical training.
And yet, as a group, though Indian Americans are quick to acknowledge their caste, religion or family, they lack national pride. Indians are not proud of their nationality as Indians, something I realized many years ago. Something that puzzled me Recently, talking before Indian audiences on the lecture circuit, I have frequently talked to Indians of their lack of national pride, with telling results. Invariably, after making this assertion from the lecture podium, I find myself surrounded by Indians: Engineers, Scientists, doctors, even lawyers, all asserting the correctness of my observations,"You are correct," they will assert. "I am not proud that I am an Indian."
Is the reasons India's colonial heritage? Who knows? But whatever the reason, it is a pity since the day Indians learn pride, India will rapidly move out of its third world status to become one of the world's industrial powers. Today I work with an Indian American, trying to help him make his dream come true. And in the process, make my own dream come true, since I have hitched my dream to his. Then, with my dream realized, I will return to India, to preach Indian pride: not pride in being a Hindu, or practising Islam or being a Parsee, or a Sikh: not pride in being a Tamilian, or a telugu, or a punjabi, or a marwari; not pride in being a Brahmin rather than a lesser caste. These are all divisive differences that India would be better off without. But I will preach that Indians must learn to be proud of being Indians just as Singapore nationals are proud of their nationality, irrespective of their race or their religion. Then there will be no more shoddy Indian products, since every worker will generate output with the stamp of a proud man on it. With self-evident quality that screams out:"That is the work of an Indian!"
And corruption will decline. For, although bribes are solicited by greedy, dishonest men, as well as by men who do not earn enough to feed themselves and their families, and even though these root causes of corruption transcend the bases of lack of Indian pride of which I speak, nevertheless a proud man will pause, more than a man without pride, before extending his hand to receive a bribe.
And a proud Indian will try harder to be responsible for products and services that others will praise. And it is in that praise that India's future Industrial greatness lies.
- - Adam Osborne
Drinking
I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
Grauman's Chinese Theatre
 | The Grauman's Chinese Theater Grauman's Chinese Theatre opened over 70 years ago, with the 1927 debut of the original silent version of "King of Kings," produced by Cecil B. DeMille. Since then, the Chinese Theatre has been the site of more gala Hollywood movie premieres than any other theatre. (In 1939, for instance, over 10,000 spectators showed up for the world premiere of "The Wizard of Oz.) |
Design and History of Car Logos
I have added a new category to the Logo section of the website. This new category will cover the design and history of car logos such as the Ferrari logo etc. Over the next few weeks, I will add new car logos to this website on a regular basis, starting with the Ferrari logo.
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I feel quite blessed to have had the opportunity to travel and live in many countries around the world. Meeting people from other countries is a wonderful experiences as it opens your mind to how different, yet how similar the rest of the world is and I think that has made me a better person. I have traveled alone, with my friends and then with my wife. Now I have a son who also loves to travel and I will cherish those moments with him. In this section of my blog, I write about some of my experiences traveling around the world and things that I liked about visiting those places. I hope my experiences are entertaining as well as englightening.