GONE-BABY-GONE !!!

i was in deep think ...specially i was screwed-up with some internet related issue ..........it was just, end of 10 minutes i got a solution whereas i was struggling for almost 2 hours........for one typically Account hacking issues..i did nt considered it as one of my friends account hacked issues but since once upon a time, i was A champ ethical hacker, i thought i have not forgot my old profile.....but i had..........as now a days, i hand over these kinds of issues to my assistance to resolve as i have move ahead in life further......

wat happened ha ?

 

.......ystrdy it was 14 long working hours for me so i was completely exhausted... physically & mentally.....plus there was a meeting from morning with management so i was working from early morning & came office early, so that night, i didn’t had a dinner with choice & slept @ 9:30 early hours...............so all became an cocktail...........

So all your GOOD WISHES works strongly 4 me, huh ?

I got a DRIVE SAFELY wishes from my friend while leaving for home @ night 20 hours, few seconds before only i halted in Aarey Jungle because twice a time, i was saved hving accident.
By d time i inform coming home, on my RIGHT mirror got a HIT from speedy demon Bus, it was dark 8:17 & aarey jungle road was empty so hence bus devil driver was on Supersonic Jet Speed. I was just saved.......

& i took imm. slight left turn but there was SPEEDY SINGH in rickshaw.....so he also took left & curse me with bad words as i was also on 60-70 speed & if i would HIT his tum-tum, HE wld b in 30 feet valley....i apologies him in air to moved ahead...on the DARK road.

Imm. thought to took a halt for few minute as my hands were literally severing due 2 strong head-lights my eyes were almost blind for few seconds, hands were frozen as pape (sardarji) would hv rest-in-peace due to bus hitting me & in-turn i wld have hit him.....& meanwhile MY strong intuition (something is gonna wrong) so DRIVE SAFELY....was like BEST OF LUCK to ME BEFORE I appear for my 10th EXAM - 1st day/1st show.

or an FAIRY TALE for a small a infant trying to have deep sleep......thanku 4 concerns & good wishes...YOU SAVE ME, YOUR WISHES SAVE ME, I SAVE MY SELF FOR BETTER TOMORROW.

 

this is life i LIVE in & won’t LEAVE life so early........I want to celebrate LIFE more & more........with you & NOT WITH OUT ME. 

Connect this DOTS....

The Concept of Visual Motor Rehearsal...

'Using this program, Olympic athletes ran their event –but only in their mind. They visualized how they looked and felt when they were actually participating in their event. The athletes were then hooked up to a sophisticated biofeedback machine, and its results told the real story about the value of visualization. The same muscles fired in the same sequence as when they were actually running on the track! This proved that the mind can’t tell the difference between whether you’re really doing something or whether it’s just a practice. Dr. Waitley says, “If you’ve been there in the mind you’ll go there in the body.'

With the same concept, when you start looking at the DOT in female face, you are also tend to look at her hair, nose, eyes etc. This is how your subtle mind create an female image in your mind & when you look at blank picture, your image storage will display same image that was stored in your mind.....

Everything you do starts in your mind, which makes it vitally important that you see your life as you want it to be!

Use these 3 tips to keep you on track:

1. Do the mental work first. This can be done first thing in the morning before you start your daily routine and / or last thing at night just before going to sleep. This will give your mind time to work on it while you sleep.

2. Pace yourself. Make time to visualize. Give yourself breaks - go outside and enjoy nature, whatever it takes for you to see your life the way you want it to be. Sometimes you can get so caught up in 'doing' you take no time to 'Pause and Refresh.' When you're on overwhelm, it’s difficult to think creatively. Remember, breaks stimulate miracles.

3. Consistency is the key. When you spend time every day seeing your life the way you want it to be, miracles begin to happen. In fact Miralces will happen to YOU!Remember: The Universe moves to help those who know what they want, can see it in their mind's eye and are willing to be bold and take action to get it!

Love life and live it creatively,

Bombay to Goa...

I was 15 years old & of the same age, we were gangs of 8-10 boys in Kailash Nagar. My best pals were Bachu, Kaushal Mehta, Jignesh Mehta, Raju, Lendi, Manish Kale, Tobu, Lalu & Paras. I had been always close to all of them, share a good repo with them, always ready to forfeiture & put my feet down to help them, even by going out of the way. Positive attitude of mine has made more loyal to each other.

 It was August’ 1989’s, one day during raining season, while playing cricket, we thought of going to small vacation.  After through discussion, final attendees & enquiry from sources, we decided to go our dream destination-GOA.

Being 15 years old, I definitely fantasies of staying on Calangute beach as it was well know as haven for the hippies who discovered this beach in the late 70s & also the exquisite beauty of the Calangute beach bringing hordes of foreign tourists from all over world to Goa. We made final plan to reach there for spending our vacation soaked in the serenity of the sea, monsoon, sand & drinks. Being a teenage, we were all very excited about tourist women sunbathing and swimming was still allowed on Calangute. Those foreigners with a yen for this kind of things gravitated us there like flies to honey.

We booked Hotel & the bus ticket from Manish Travel, Kandivali & Start our journey for Goa. We booked Hotel Reis Magoes, a remote spot, approx 15 KM away from Panjim. I was accompanied by Bachu, Kaushal, Jigu & Raju. Friends in arm, carrying our clothes, Camera, few bucks & dream destination, that’s it. For the 1^st time, we started our marching towards our dream vacation spot, that too all alone.

We started our journey at 5pm & in no time, night arrived. In 3x2 luxury buses, I was not very well-fixed my body sleeping in reclining seats but moisture cool air was little helping for me, taking happy naps, in cuts & pieces. Kaushal, Bachu & Jigu were on left side of mine & Raju was my neighbor. All of sudden @ night 2am, Raju whispered something in my ears. I felt like some singing rhymes as his voice was not very clear. His voice was diluted with cold breeze coming from open window of speedy bus. After his perpetual attempt, I woke-up with gujju scurrilous on him & ask him why he woke me up from sweet dream. Holding his center stage from his trouser, he expressed a very strange & unexpected demand from me. “Chetan, I have strong feeling of urinating but shying to inform Driver. If bus won’t wait in a minute then the ocean of urine will flow from my trouser & need to release it ASAP”. Understanding, his pledge, immediately I ran towards Driver’s cabin to request him to stop bus on the spot… but Driver abnegated my unusual bespeak. My warning was inaudible to his deaf ears “Bus nahin roka to mera friend chaddi mein hi SUSU kar lenga”. Being a small boy, I am left with no choice but to return to last seat… Now??? He was in puzzle as everyone in the bus were sleeping & we were laughing & joking on him.. Impotently, He was holding tight as he was worrying if little delay in stopping bus would open his NIAGRA-FALLS from his trouser & we won’t reach to Panjim before 10am. All of sudden, my evil thought knockout heaven’s door for him as I gave him 2 OPTIONS (1)pass urine in plastic bag or (2) pass urine from open window. Since we were sitting on 2^nd last seat so let others taste nectar-A tasteless liquid secretion that is attractive to pollinators. With no time drop, I made Kangaroo-womb from my t-shirt & ask Kaushal to drop all the banana wafers to emptied plastic bag & hand-over the same to Raju. Finally, showing his back to us, he relives his chemicals in just 2 minute. During entire job completion, word left “Wow, got a relief…..” & for entire screening, we were left with huge laughing like a mad man. Our terrible laugh made some of the passengers fired at us. We reached to Panjim on 11am & Raju was wearing the same trouser – nectar sprinkled ….& none of us were bother of the same.

This was life of teenaged, we spend together. As a friend, keeping shoulder-to-shoulders, we had fight back all nods, we were carrying our friendship together, we never became older – Till today, when we meet on occasions, we do hug, remember our past & enjoy as if we were victorious from the world war.

Remembrance of life of teenaged is un-forgettable…..whatever years of age you pass-by…..i wish, I could go back to past…

Mom, I Love You.......

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Thursday, May 10, 2012 at 5:22pm

Please memories your time which was spend with " Great Women in this World " …….. " MOM".

We Saluted to our “MOM”.

 Do you still remember that proverbial kind of Band-Aids that helped your scraped knee to heal quickly?

Well, it was not the kind of Band-aids that helped, but it was your mother's therapeutic kiss. The mother is that important person who sacrifices for you and falls in love with you just when you were a toddler filled with tantrums. She is the person who puts her children's needs over her own. She draws your path to success and supports you to be a leader. A day has been set aside for her on the second Sunday of every May. Unsurprisingly, that day is called "The Mother's Day". To that school where we learn without being taught, to that cave that ends with a warm tenderness, to the sunshine and water for our tree, to those who have carried formidable tasks, carried hardships, but still hold happiness, to no other person in the world, to our mothers.

In the early stages of our life, we cannot forget that person who changed our dippers, stayed late for us and sacrificed with everything she had just for us. The mother's job is anything but easy. She often takes the fallout for the toddler tantrums and the teenage angst. Despite that, she generally loves her children, us, no matter what we do. We learn from our mother's congenital kindness and faith which is stronger than the base of Burj Khalifa that keeps it from falling at that formidable height. We sometimes extol our mother's sacrifices as we were weak sperms and infants, yet, we cannot describe her "real" sacrifices and hardships unless we experience them. For example: Al-Khansa'a was a mother of only three children, however she encouraged them and sacrificed with all of them to liberate Palestine until all of them died. Nonetheless, with full faith, she prayed for all of them to go to heaven. Moreover, mothers always pray for the goodness of her children's life in this world and also what comes after. They care for us as if we are golden treasures that they are eager to protect from harmful humans and incidents. In the middle of the nights, when the world seems unpopulated and when everyone asleep, she remains awake to check our needs when we are sick. And even if she is a weak human being physically, she still manages to gather all her strength and does a lot of works for her children, us. We cannot count every deed our mothers made to let us live better. Before birth, their body was in pain to carry us in their wombs for about nine months. They vomited their food; they suffered from headaches, and felt the weakness of their body every morning. But because they are mothers, they never complain. They make all these sacrifices wholeheartedly without anything in return. Our mother's care is priceless; it has been gifted to us from their tender heart. In spite of all her sacrifices, you still wonder why you need to honour her. Do you remember who worked overtime and did whatever possible to afford your primary's school uniform? Simply the world will not spine without her!!!

MY PET, MY FRIEND..

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Saturday, April 28, 2012 at 8:13pm

He is connected to my family almost from past 8 years & among his breed, he is treated as senior citizen as an 8 years of healthy life.

Every day morning, I have slogan in my mouth "ATITHI TUM KAB AVONGE?" Why? Because his special meal is waiting for him. Every day morning between 8:30am to 9am sharp, he come to my window & buzzes me. No matter whether I am in bathroom, bedroom or anywhere in my house, I need to whistle him or else he will keep issuing me notices by loudly barking in ascending order. This leads me to attend him immediately as if I am his fan follower or he is my employer. The door opens with big bowl of specially ordered biscuits for him. The moment he heard sound of door open, he started jumping on me, accompanied by body language -- tail-wagging or crouching with the head lowered and hindquarters raised etc. but eventually, I trained him not to jump with rejoice because if I am out of Mumbai, then Shilpa or Dhyeya needs feed him food & I know Shilpa does not like any animals at all.

My work involved me to traveling in early morning flight & late night flight return home so while morning, he is aware about my absence as he drop me till his border (my building gate) OR till Meru Cab thus initially Shilpa used to sooo him away (in my absence) but he never give up & stay near my door for almost an hour. From past 3-4 years now in my absence, Shilpa or Dhyeya, ensure that our guest is been taken good care because they know, he is special Dog for me. Couple of time, I tried Dogs Munchies, these ground rawhide munchies not only prevent plaque and tartar but also help to meet the gnawing needs of him like twisted Sticks or munchies roles but all in vain, he likes his DESI KHANA – Diamond biscuit…

We are loyal to our Country & proud to be Indian’s & likewise he is also loyal to his Territory/border – my entire 55 Sq.Ft building. He always barks to protect his territory and a “bark/reward” cycle may be established when other fugitive dogs leaves his territory. This bark/reward may lead him to bark at other service people, neighbors and passersby but from 8 years, he is self-introduced to people who come to the building regularly.

It is said that when ONE is about to be away from you, you will realize true value……. Sometimes pain or illness triggers barking. Since he is a well-behaved dog in his usual environment begins barking or creating other forms of vocalization. With the help of my veterinary doctor, I realized that he was suffering from disease called "Leptospirosis" & among his community “Street Dogs”, this is commonly seen deadly disease.

Couple Days ago when he was at advance stage & with least chance of return. I was crying for him but all in all, I want to see same enthusiasm, he was earlier in. Thus arrangement to be made for a special dogs van carrying veterinary doctor recommended all chances of him recovered. I was happy, I was in love again, I rejoice & felt like JUMP THE SAME WAY, he was jumping on me.....one of the most loyal, anyone can blindly trust on, my dog "MOTI" was out danger now, with 1st round of medication.

Now he is back to his original JOSHhhhhhh & form. I love him & he loves me toooo……now everyday, my morning starts with his RAGA, as always it used to be.... 

MOON vs YOUR FACE

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Friday, April 20, 2012 at 1:22pm

This FACE is like a MOON who is ...

even though always surrounded by dark clouds (here your shiny hair)

but is always sprinkles light on the viewers. It is been said "CHAND MEIN BHI DAAG HOTA HAIN"

but this moon (here your face)  is absolutly spotless

rather it spreads its shines like a bright sun.

It reminds a famous but unknown Quotes saying 

"The moon (your face),is like a flower

In heaven's high bower,

With silent delight

Sits and smiles on the night.”

CHAK DE, SAUMIL PADHYA....

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Wednesday, April 11, 2012 at 12:00pm ·

Bravo my boy-Saumil Padhya, this is an amazing moment of life that you FIRED & DEFEATED all 54 players from seven countries gathered for the 28th Budapest Spring Festival & you STOOD on 2nd POSITION honoured by Mr.IO Nagy @ MEDOSZ Hotel in Budapest,Hungary.

Even though IM Galyas Miklos (HUN) won this traditional event but there is huge AGE GAP, between you being 16 year old boy & he been 35 old man.......PLUS rating GAP was hardly 258 POINTS ONLY.

FIDE PRESIDENT REMARKED on ..."The greatest surprise however was delivered by a 16 year old Indian boy Padhya Saumil who presented extraordinarily mature play for his age proving that he is much better than one could expect by his relatively low rating." 

A great Victory to you MY LOVING Saumil Padhya, darling.........

An a great applaud to Dhanesh & Bhabhi, for all the sacrifices they made & now you can stand a SHIELDED...........LOVE YOU.......baby...& congratulation once again!!!

"STAY HUNGRY, STAY FOOLISH"

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Monday, April 9, 2012 at 12:06pm

HATS OFF TO YOU........

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Almost everything — all external expectations,all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important.

Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. There is no reason not to follow your heart.”

R.I.P, Steve Jobs

Everyday is MOTHERs DAY...

THIS BLOG ORIGINALLY POSTED ON by Chetan Padhya on Sunday, May 13, 2012 at 6:56pm.

Mother!!! A price every child gets from God… She holds their children’s hand for a while but their hearts forever… however I was not very lucky enough to hold her hand for long throughout my life… I was just 12 yrs and just started to understand the importance of her presence but couldn’t get the time to understand her enough… Miss you Mom… Damu & strength of my life…

She always remained up-to date in the house or at school or on social gatherings. Every year, she used buy 6 Saris with a dozen blouses ONLY from Mafatlal-Malad. Red, Black & White were her fixed colors & All Sari were roll pressed & blouses were tight ironed by Papa. Papa was the one who loved to do all for her “Damu”.

She was very well planned in house & papa was her diehard fan & because of this quality, we were benefited to visit new places during our childhood time. Along-with Morai & Vapi, Matheran was the best places we must have visited so frequently. Because of her disciplined nature, Maheshmama always ensured that we get pickup on bullock carts & roam village in same cart.

We have always lived & travel like a KING & lived lavish life with MY PARENTS. Regularly visiting hotel, were their mutual idea. In the 1st & last week of every month, we used to visit either "SUGANDHI VIHAR" or "JAIN" Kandivali or "VISHAWA", Dadar for having variety food of our own choice. Since both parents were well earning, we used enjoyed life as if living only for PRESENT moments & Mom always used tell us that "NAUKRI E TO JINDAGI NO ROTLO CHHE" & because of the same reason, till today our family gets PENSION from Mom's Government JOB. She was very futuristic & that’s a reason she had made arrangements for both the sisters marriage while they were just studied in 7th or 8th Standard.

Damu… our mom, and love of my dad’s life. We loved food prepared by mom, even when Brinjal were made, even though papa hates it, he never used to say a single word & segregate potatoes for himself as he LOVED Mom like everything… more than his life. She was an amazing cook, we all used to admire her... she gave the same in heritage to my sisters and in a ways to our bahus in the family too…

Mom was a strict Teacher in School. Kids & co-workers were keeping distance from her as her work pattern & behavior management was better than everyone, even the Principal. One day, a BLACK Dog chew my BUM, My Sis & Mom were the 1st one to rescue me. Surprise, they did nothing except to Suuuoooo away the dog & put Ponds Talcum powder on blood shaded BUM. It's been 30 years of that incident now & I am still happily alive.

She was all-time healthy & she gave the same immune system to us & we never had any family doctor. But my mom passed away in young age when I was 12 years.. just a kid… and left to heaven abode, leaving everyone in surprise....

Damu... October 10 1987, Rest in peace, It's been 25 years now & I still MISS you, Mom... Today on a mother’s day… even though I feel that I am just 12 yrs as you left me… without you, I  just want to say…

O Ri Chiraiya, Meri Chiraiya; Angna mein phir aaja re,

Tere pankho mein saare sitare jadoon, Teri chunar dhanak satrangi bunoon,

Tere kajal mein main kaali raina bharoon ,Teri mehandi mein main kachchi dhoop maloon,

Tere naino sajaa doon naya sapna…..

O ri Chiraiya, Meri Chiraiya; Angna mein phir aaja re.

Its Party Time.....................................(ONLY FOR BOYS)

Yesterday, with ONE of my Good friend, i was sharing,

"RESPECT THOSE FRIENDS WHO FIND TIME FOR YOU IN THEIR BUSY SCHEDULEs. BUT REALLY "LOVE" THOSE FRIENDS WHO NEVER SEE THEIR SCHEDULES WHEN WE NEEDED each Others to cherish..."

So guys, lets keep a flame of friendship alive as if "A friendship hug is like a boomerang - you get it back right away."

Its been more than a decade now that....

                We are not walkin' behind each other;

                                as we dont want to lead on each other.

                We are not walkin' in front of each other;

                                as we dont want to follow anyone.

                But guys, we are walkin' together from more than a decades now...

& we dont needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of our loneliness.

So Boyzzzzz, let block our calendars’......its time to Rock n' Roll again......Get ready with your Vrooooooom as NIGHT is ours - Another party ready to TAKE-OFF & our feet to HIT the Dance floor........

Dude, let's meet again to celebrate our Past times........See you soon.......to celebrate our one more BACHELORHOOD PARTY!!!

YOU ADMIRE IT, I INSPIRE IT....

It been just 6 month pass-by, i was on FB for some OFFICIAL task & its become integral part of my day-to-day Social Networking with my near & dear ones relative & friends.

Lot many times, I write few comments which getz HITS of LIKE & so which has started inspiring me to WRITE MORE & MORE on wall......I did identify the inner-side of mine that there is something i always wanna share with you & I started putting a small small pieces of my thoughts on FB wall......And your LIKES become my strong INSPIRATION to create my own BLOGSPOT....to Connect with People Like You & like-minded people together.Perhaps I M a fan of a particular person, actor or loves knitting and wants to share that passion through my blogs with you.

I have not decided for a NAME of MY BLOGSPOT & but very soon, it will be online & if you have something in your mind then HELP to give me the best name you can think of.......

SALT WATER ROSES MY EYES...

He is always a special kid for me & every time, i see him, i feel like hold him tight in my arms. Sometimes, Dhyeya feels jealous but he knows this the moments, i always enjoy in my life & Dhyeya let me hug him as he has also grown 10 years now.

30th Mar'2010, was the day when he was born & to see him, next day, i went to Castle like hospital - Hiranandi's, Powai & started running on 4th Flr. along-with my curiosity to see him. He was just a one day old & piping me through his small tiny eyes as if some unknown fugitive arrived in his territory. After seeking his mother’s permission, i hold him in my arm. It was soft; light weighted Teddy boy like, for me as he was moving hands on my clean shave chin & then started entering his finger in his small mouth.
Next few seconds only I realize, he was looking faded to me, I thought, because of long drive but no.... & all of a sudden a salt water roses from my eyes, when 2-3 drop came out, her mother realize & surprise to look at me.....this was same feeling arrive in my heart almost 10 years back when Dhyeya was born on 17:38PM, 08.11.2002....
Luckily, nurse arrives & i got an opportunity run away from that place because of BOYS DON'T CRY attitude.......but i did.

A happy Birthday to lovely Prithvy & God blesses you, Always....