"To be a good journalist requires a lot of hard work and slogging. Be humble. Try and learn your profession and learn to be a professional."
excerpts from - An interview with Mark Tully, former chief of bureau, BBC-Delhi about his career and more...
The word journalist can be substituted by whatever you want to become, other things will remain same.
Khushal Gohil
POINTED REPLIES WHEN YOU COULD HAVE HEARD A PIN DROP
Just read it & you will believe that pin drop silence can be heard.
Case No. 1
Field Marshal Sam Bahadur Maneckshaw once started addressing a public meeting in English at Ahmedabad . The crowd started," Speak in Gujarati. We will hear only in Gujarati."Field Marshal Sam Bahadur Maneckshaw replied, Friends, I have fought many a battle in my long career. I have learned Punjabi from officers of the Sikh Regiment; Marathi from the officers of the Maratha Regiment; Tamil from the officers of the Madras Sappers; Bengali from the officers of the Bengal Sappers , Hindi from the officers of the Bihar Regiment; and even Nepali from the officers of the Gurkha Regiment.
Unfortunately there was no Army officer from Guajart from whom I could have learned Gujarati."
... and there was pin drop silence.
And being a Gujarati, I am really ashamed of it.
Case No. 2
At a time when the US President and other US politicians tend to apologize for their country's prior actions, here's a refresher on how some former US personnel handled negative comments about the United States. JFK'S Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60's when Charles DeGaule, the French President, decided to pull out of NATO. DeGaule said he wanted all US military out of France as soon as possible.
Rusk responded "Does that include those who are buried here?
DeGaule did not respond.
You could have heard a pin drop.
When in England , at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if US plans for Iraq were just an example of empire building by George Bush.
He answered by saying, 'Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders.
The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.'
You could have heard a pin drop.
Case No. 4
There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intended to do, bomb them?'
A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck. We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?'
You could have heard a pin drop.
A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S. , English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies.
At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks when a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English.
He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?'
Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied, 'Maybe it's because the Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldnt have to speak German.'
You could have heard a pin drop.
Case No. 6 and the ultimate.
AND THE FOLLOWING STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE
Robert Whiting, an elderly US gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.
"You have been to France before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked sarcastically.
Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously.
"Then you should know enough to have your passport ready."
The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."
"Impossible. Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France!"
The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in 1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchman to show a passport to."
A good email,
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One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big advice on the door on which it was written:“Yesterday the person who has been hindering your growth in this company passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been prepared in the gym”.In the beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their colleagues, but after a while they started getting curious to know who was that man who hindered the growth of his colleagues and the company itself.
The excitement in the gym was such that security agents were ordered to control the crowd within the room.The more people reached the coffin, the more the excitement heated up.Everyone thought: “Who is this guy who was hindering my progress? Well, at least he died!”.One by one the thrilled employees got closer to the coffin, and when they looked inside it they suddenly became speechless. They stood nearby the coffin, shocked and in silence, as if someone had touched the deepest part of their soul.
There was a mirror inside the coffin: everyone who looked inside it could see himself.There was also a sign next to the mirror that said:“There is only one person who is capable to set limits to your growth: IT IS YOU.
You are the only person who can revolutionize your life. You are the only person who can influence your happiness, your realization and your success. You are the only person who can help yourself.Your life does not change when your boss changes, when your friends change, when your parents change, when your partner changes, when your company changes.
Your life changes when YOU change, when you go beyond your limiting beliefs, when you realize that you are the only one responsible for your life.“The most important relationship you can have, is the one you have with yourself”Examine yourself, watch yourself. Don’t be afraid of difficulties, impossibilities and losses: be a winner, build yourself and your reality.
The world is like a mirror: it gives back to anyone the reflection of the thoughts in which one has strongly believed.The world and your reality are like mirrors laying in a coffin, which show to any individual the death of his divine capability to imagine and create his happiness and his success.
It’s the way you face Life that makes the difference!- If an egg is broken from outside force .. life ends. If an egg is broken from inside force , life begins. Great things always begin from our inside..
With regards,
Khushal
11/06/2010
Book Hindi- Yeh Nardeh - Bimal Mitra
Mostly, from our library I go for famous regional / international books translated in Hindi, as I do not know much about Hindi writers.
Long back, One of my friend has recommended this book. I brought the book that time but some how I was not able to complete it. May be the book was very tense & different from what I usually read that time.
Recently, I seen the subject book & I decided to try to read.
This book is part 2, part 1 was not available & hence some of the links were missing while early reading of book.
However with the flow of pages I found that the book is very intense, gripping & thought provoking.
The background of the book is Kolkatta & time zone is 5-10 years after independence.
The story is about a person, a hero turning GOD. Heavens door welcomed him with open hands.
The story revolves around the life of Sandip the hero, Vishakha, Dadima, Saumya Babu, Gopal Hajra, Tapesh Ganguli, Bijli, Muktipad Babu, Mallik Chacha etc.& Kolkatta.
Sandip was about to marry his love, Vishakha. However Dadima of Saumya Babu, interferes on wedding day & cancel their marriage. She arrange marriage between Saumya Babu & Vishakha.
Saumya Babu was under arrest for killing his earlier wife. He was supposed to get capital punishment.
As per the kundli of Vishakha, her husband will live long life. To save Saumyababu from capital punishment, his Dadima forced wedding between Saumya & Vishakha.
Both Sandip & Vishakha was indebted to Dadima's family & hence accept Dadima's decision.
As per Vishakha's good luck, Saumya is saved from Capital punishment & get life imprisonment. Vishakha's new life coupled with sufferings & testing times starts.
Now since Sandip is in love with Vishakha decides to help her & keep helping her every time she is in need.
It costs his job as Bank Manager & he ended up in Jail for fraud & forgery.
Even after releasing from jail in an attempt to stablising Vishakha's life, he once again ended up in Jail for charges of killing Bijli (Saumya Babu's new wife) & get capital punishment.
He goes to extreme end to help Vishakha, however his all efforts goes in vain.
Vishakha never get her due place in marriage life or happiness or least the peace.
Sandip being kind & generous by nature never understood the matrix of life & while trying to help Vishakha, his entire life messed up.
Usually, I detach myself from the book while reading. I never get disturbed my life of the characters or turns & twists of story.
However this book is so powerful that all the pains & sufferings actually disturbed me very much.
I like the book, book is painful & end is also not an ordinary happy ending.
It is a journey of life which is simple, peaceful, straight though unbelievable if related to jerks, twists, uncertain phases it faced.
Khushal
19/04/2010
One of my friend has recommended & provided the "Shrikant" novel
written by Late Shri S. Chattopadhyay.
The book is translated from Bangali to Hindi. However I don't know the
name of translator.
The book is written as an autobiography style. The main character
i.e. Shrikant is writing his account of travelling at various places
& memorable experiences.
His life's path was not decided by him. He kept wandering from place to place.
He was different, intelligent, emotional but always in two states of mind.
He respected woman & power of womanhood due to his encounters with
women at various stage of his life.
Alongside, silent love story at platonic level is also moving between
Shrikant & his childhood student turned fan.
This love story (as I said platonic) is very pure though it has its
own ups & down.
The main story runs with Shrikant & spread its wisdom to various part
of life & then lifestyles.
It is like experiencing the life of man from his point of view.
The story-flow is very smooth & at times compel us to relive our own
experiences.
The story never ends as our life. I liked the ongoing story & its
life like nature.
Very good to read as it offers mental peace & pure pleasure,
With love,
Khushal.
17/03/2010
