D&I | Learning from Cricket!

Something unique happened in Indian Cricket Team this week. Players played Paytm Series 5th match against New Zealand (on 29th Oct 2016) with their Mother's name inscribed on Jerseys. This was done consciously to recognize mother's effort in bringing them up & shaping them as Sports person.

In an interview prior to match Indian Skipper(MS Dhoni) said "We are quite used to having the surnames from the dad’s side. And, what’s important is to appreciate the stuff that mothers have done for us.”

Further he said “It’s a very emotional connect and it’s good that it’s put on a public platform. I would like to request the whole of India to keep this in mind and appreciate them everyday,”

He also emphasised that a mother's contribution is as important as of Soldiers to the Nation. This is the first time the Indian cricketers are wearing the jerseys with their mothers’ names.

In Organisations we often talk about building cultural sensitivity & increasing diverse mindset. I believe this initiative is great example to enhance Diversity & Inclusion culture in Corporates aswell.

Note: This Initiative is a brainchild of Star India aimed to highlight the importance of mothers in people's lives.

नीला रंग

नीला रंग है...

आँखों का, जो सपने देखा करती हैं । 

झील का, जो प्यास बुझाया करती है ।

नील का, जो चमक उजागर करती है ।

युनान का, जहाँ शहरों में रौनक बसती है ।

आसमान का, जो ऊँचा सोचने को प्रेरित करता है । 

दर्द का, जो सहनशक्ति इस्त्रोत करता है । 

फ़ूलो का, जो सुगंध का उन्माद कराते है । 

नीलम का, जो भाग्य बनाया करता है । 

अशोकचक्र का, जो धर्म का प्रतीक है । 

पृथ्वी का, जो भ्रमांड में चमकती है । 

स्याही का, जिसपे यह कलम चला करती है ।

क्या होली, क्या दिवाली !

बचपन में अक्सर सोचा करता था,

क्यूँ बड़े लोगों को होली का शौक़ नहीं होता ?

क्यूँ दिवाली पर इनका पठाके चलाने का दिल नहीं होता ?

जी भर कर कभी ये क्यूँ न खिलखिलाते ?

आज उन सवालों का  जवाब नज़र आता है |

 इस विडम्बना पर मेरा मन मुस्कुराता है |

होली दिवाली तो अब रोज़ माना करती है |

रंगते-रंगाते हम रोज़ बाज़ारों में नज़र आते हैं |

पठाके हर दिन अब घरों में बजा करते हैं |

मिल कर न हस कर, हम एक-दूजे पर हस्ते हैं |

ख़ुशी की जगह दुसरे का दर्द ढूंढते हैं |

यह सब सोच कर बस एक ख्याल आता है ,

बचपन कि मासूम यादों को ताज़ा कर जाता है |
काश हम इंसान को इंसान समझ पते,

और अपने बचपन से कुछ सीख पते |

Love Chemistry : Why not Love Physics?

I wonder why the word "Love" goes hand in hand with word "Chemistry" and makes it "Love Chemistry". I mean why not "Love Physics" or "Love Mathematics"? Well answer lies in subject "Chemistry" itself. Physics & Mathematics are rational subjects which work on logic with no exceptions and no deviations to the universal principles. "0" is refereed as absolute truth in the world! Guess what can be more boring then that!

However in case of Chemistry, the approach is little different. We get results and then we infer why it happened & how it happened. We force fit rational after event has happened just to ensure that we being Human Beings and master of all, sit on top of it!  Nevertheless Chemistry has its own way of functioning. If you look at Organic chemistry it’s nothing but full of exceptions. After every two pages of reading you will come across a colored box which will be talking about a great exception. Being a scholar I could never understand that why it doesn't follow a rational path!

Well today I can get some clarity on it. When I know that those rationales are written with retrospective effect to ensure learning curve, to explain things that cannot be understood otherwise. 

This applies very much for a beautiful word call "Love". You first fall in it and by the time you realize it has already happened to you. You do n number of things to rationalize, give logics, discuss debate with friends without even realizing that it is something which was beyond your control and it has happened to you as it just meant for you. It’s an experience. It is strongly recommended not to rationalize or analyses but to enjoy this experience. Because any which ways you will get ample time to do analysis and paralysis as soon as it dries out! Don get worried it dries out just to take you to a greater height in next leap! And the curve goes on!

So coming back to the subject, if Love has to related to anything than it can only be Chemistry. And there can never be Love physics or Love Maths! It can only be Chemistry. As its wage, its haze, its in grey, its unexplainable and its beyond basket of rational thoughts. It fuels the emotions, give you sleepless nights, makes you happy or sad for no reason and leaves you with so many questions day in and day out! And these questions are manifestation of it being irrational…..

Goa - Inspiration to Life!

I feel so live!

I can feel every breath!

I feel more complete when I go to sleep.

Life seems to have found its meaning.

The thoughts are clearer than ever,

And senses have got sharpen like never before!

The soul is feeling sense of belongingness to the World,

And mind has drifted in theta and gamma state!

There is feeling of bliss that I don't wanna let go.

I want to savor those moments forever!

I want to color it all with joy of being myself!

I have found myself in reflection of Goa!

And it happened everywhere,

Be it coffee shops, clubs or shacks,

Be it Morjim, Baga or Anjuna!

Bike night rides in sea breeze reminded of past!

The feeling was similar, deeper and stronger!

The sunset at Morjim was an inspiration to live!

The dance at clubs n shacks were inspiration to lead!

Life has started looking like a beautiful lady,

Whom I wish to lead in every dance I do

With grace and love!

Thanks Goa!

क्या खोया, क्या पाया ?

क्यूँ सब होते हुए भी सुकून नहीं है ?

क्यूँ बे वजह दिल में दर्द कहीं है ?

क्यूँ खोया खोया सा यह एहसास है ?

क्यूँ ख्यालों में न कोई आस है ?

जैसा चाहा था वैसा आज सभी है ?

अच्छी नौकरी, अच्छा घर ,

फिर क्या कमी है ?

क्यूँ सब होते हुए भी सुकून नहीं है ?

क्यूँ खालीपन मन में समाये जा रहा है ?

क्यूँ अन्दर ही अन्दर अँधेरा छाता जा रहा है ?

क्यूँ आशाएँ-इक्चाएं आज ख़तम हो रही है ?

क्यूँ .... ?

कुछ बातें मन को विचलित कर रही है |

शायद मेरी इस्तिथि पर सवाल कर रहीं है |

एक आवाज़ जैसे अन्दर चीख भर रही है |

मेरे आगे के सफ़र का रास्ता पूछ रही है |

 और मेरी इस विडंबना पर हस रही है |

 वोह मुझसे पूछ रही है ,

 क्या यही तुम बनना चाहते थे ?

क्या यही जीवन का उद्देश्य था ?

क्या इसी के लिए तुम लड़ते थे ?

क्या यही तुम्हारा संघर्ष था ?

बातें तो बड़ी-बड़ी कहा करते थे |

पंछियों सी उड़ान भरा करते थे |

लक्ष्य अनंत रखा करते थे |

और दुनिया बदलने की सोचा करते थे |

आज तुम इसका हिस्सा बनते जा रहे हो |

भीड़ में पहचान खोये जा रहे हो |