Winter is coming... And so is the Game of thrones...

The first time i ever saw Game of thrones was its making. One of my friend had this in his laptop and i watched it but i thought of it as boring as what am i seeing.
After few months the first season stayed in  my laptop, and suddenly one day i opened it and watched And then i couldnt stop myself from it, I watched entire season withing 2-3 days, told him to give me all of those seasons and then the amazing journey began. 
First when i searched it on internet, i found out that its based on novel named 'the song of ice and fire'. and my happiness kind of doubled, as i was damn sure that this much rich content cant be pulled onto screen just by script writing. I downloaded all 4 books available and started reading them, but damn... it was a tiresome work, and i wished it could just give a short summery at the end to know what the entire book says, but yet i was curious and excited to explore the world of Martin. 
After finishing the books, i felt as this man must be a legend or something, otherwise how can he write such vast story and each and every moment of it is like magic. And i became obsessed with GoT then...
the first thing about Fantasy novels is that , sometimes you feel why are we wasting so much time of something that is just imagination of someone, but then we get an answer as its not just fantasy man.. its meant to be written, the greatest works are of imagination and we must be a part of its legacy. 
and now after the most successful show on hbo run, the game of throne is proven to be having blend of of, the magic, the curiosity, the kings and the politics, the wide range of characters, the moments which leaves you upset, the moments where you laugh , and still cant get it out of head... Like a curse... but a beautiful and powerful one though.
The way it is going, and the way martin says "I dont know why people are waiting for the next novels, as they are just going to cry." but its alright, we will cry by wish. and still eager to know where it all ends. As all men must die, yet we know they also live... 
I shall come back to GoT, and i will write one more blog on this, the day i will find who the hell is Jon's mother and father... :D 

but still... To my most favorite show... 

The Game of Thrones... 

Krishna and 64 Qualities

my very own creation of calligraphy of Shri. Krishna! :) containing all 64 of his qualities of supreme soul...

The one

He, who believes in me! be with me all the time...

Who accepts my apologies, my anger, my devotion

All in the same manner, with a smile

I owe him the greatest respect of all.

Who made me, and the world around me so far

He made the sunlight, to let me see the beauty he holds.

He made the speed and void to make me feel the depth.

He, who made the sorrow and the happiness,

So I could see the difference,

He never expects neither angered,

Who only wants me to remember his presence…

He, who is beautiful as all the beauty in the world,

Who creates the moon and the stars,

To remind me how small still I am.

He is the one who made me and made me what I am.

He is the one who knows what is better for me.

The one who knows what cause harm to me…

He goes on, filling my life with unexpected changes

Still I believe He is my true believer,

He knows what I am capable of,

He gives me challenges so I can know what I can do,

He gives me happiness, like the rewards we give to children.

He is my everything, the father, the mother, the sibling

The friend, the believer, the companion.

He makes me feel as large as all infinity could be,

He makes me feel small as all the negative infinity could be,

He is the one, who made me, who drives me, who ends me,

They call him God. I don’t know what to call him.

He just smiles, he doesn’t need a name to call.

He just needs me to remember him.

In all my times…

The pheonix and Lincoln

A few days ago one of my best friends was feeling depressed and tensed about some of the career related issues. We talked about them in the night and then at morning when I woke up the first thought I had been of this thing. I instantly what’s apped him and told him some things I could tell to cheer him up.

As I went of talking I remembered a story I read about Abraham Lincoln in “chicken soup for the soul”. And I felt it will better cheer him up so I typed the whole thing and sent him. which goes like this.

Abraham Lincoln Didn't Quit

The sense of obligation to continue is present in all of us. A duty to strive is the duty of us all. I felt a call to that duty.

Abraham Lincoln

Probably the greatest example of persistence is Abraham Lincoln. If you want to learn about somebody who didn't quit, look no further.

Born into poverty, Lincoln was faced with defeat throughout his life. He lost eight elections, twice failed in business and suffered a nervous breakdown.

He could have quit many times—but he didn't and because he didn't quit, he became one of the greatest presidents in the history of our country.

Lincoln was a champion and he never gave up. Here is a sketch of Lincoln's road to the White House:

1816 His family was forced out of their home. He had to

work to support them. 1818 His mother died.

1831 Failed in business.

1832 Ran for state legislature—lost.

1832 Also lost his job—wanted to go to law school but couldn't get in.

1833 Borrowed some money from a friend to begin a business and by the end of the year he was bankrupt. He spent the next 17 years of his life paying off this debt.

1834 Ran for state legislature again—won.

1835 Was engaged to be married, sweetheart died and his heart was broken.

1836 Had a total nervous breakdown and was in bed for six months.

1838 Sought to become speaker of the state legislature—defeated.

1840 Sought to become elector—defeated.

1843 Ran for Congress—lost.

1846 Ran for Congress again—this time he won—went to

Washington and did a good job.

1848 Ran for re-election to Congress—lost.

1849 Sought the job of land officer in his home state—rejected.

1854 Ran for Senate of the United States—lost.

1856 Sought the Vice-Presidential nomination at his party's national convention—got less than 100 votes.

 1858 Ran for U.S. Senate again—again he lost.

1860 Elected president of the United States.

The path was worn and slippery. My foot slipped from under me, knocking the other out of the way, but I recovered and said to myself, "It's a slip and not a fall."

Abraham Lincoln After losing a senate race

Source Unknown

We talked so many things related to this story. And we came up to the bottom line as Lincoln had even the worse obstacles than us, and even after that he became the president of America . The most powerful man in mankind. We have rather all the things we need , parents to care, support us, enough money to keep us going. And our aim is not even high as him, we just have to earn a job which gives us satisfaction and excel in it. My friend felt better after that and we decided to move on from the past failures and look ahead with our efforts.

Then after this incidence I went for a campus drive and couldn’t make through the first round. I felt so disappointed after coming home since I had prepared for this and I felt maybe my luck wasn’t with me that day to get me through it. My parents consoled me when I started crying over this and regretting the thing. And my father (who does not really talk much ) said that “if you get something easily, you never get its value. Your success will even matter more when you will strive more for it” and I felt the contradictions of our situations again. As  just few days ago I was telling the same words to my friend and now they were coming back to me. Just in another form.

I always prepare one question for my HR interviews as “how do you handle a failure?”

I would say that “I actually don’t believe that there are books which will change our life in one day. Or the people who will change our thought process in a day. I believe that inspiration for our win has to come from within. I believe that the confidence and spirit you need to achieve a grand success has many days and nights spent by arguments with ourselves. And then you get a one aim and then you start doing everything you can to chase it. Chase it until you finally have the moment of victory. So that’s how I handle my failure, by seeing what were my mistakes and what went wrong in my past attempt. And I would overcome those in my next attempt. Once I heard a really good line, “ commit as many mistake you want, but do not repeat them…”

And that would be my strategy to overcome them.

When we are on the verge of something we go through lots of thoughts, some of fear for failure , some for imagining the moment of happiness, and some utterly horrible visuals of not getting something we want. But we need to control them at least till we have given our try.

Opportunities are coming again now. And I have to be prepared for them. J

Since Abraham Lincoln didn’t quit, We cant either…

Wish me luck everyone… 

A LITTLE PROGRAMMING...

Tomorrow is my persistent aptitude for internship program, and while preparing i found some of the programs which took me little time to cover up. but somehow i did them . i am posting them here, so people can use them in future.. :)

1.  program to copy one file content to another, by removing extra spaces.

#include<stdio.h>
#include<conio.h>
#include<stdlib.h>
#include<iostream.h>

void main() {
   FILE *fp1, *fp2;
       int i=0;
   char ch,ch1;
   clrscr();

   fp1 = fopen("Sample.txt", "r");
   fp2 = fopen("Output.txt", "w");

   while (1)
{
      ch = fgetc(fp1);

      if (ch == EOF)
break;

      else if(ch==' ')
{
   if(i==1)
   {
   }
   else
   {
   fputc(' ',fp2);
   i=1;
   }

}
else
{

fputc(ch, fp2);
i=0;

}

}

   printf("File copied Successfully!");
   fclose(fp1);
   fclose(fp2);
   getch();
}


*if u are using turbo c, please do this program by keeping into bin folder, I dont know why but it idnt worked properly on other folers.

2. Program to give output as aabbccee if the input is given as abceacbe.
#include<stdio.h>
#include<conio.h>
#include<iostream.h>
#include<string.h>

main()
{
char str[10];
int i=0,j=0;
int count[127];
while(j<=127)
{
count[j]=0;
j++;
}
clrscr();
cout<<"Enter a string\n";
cin>>str;
cout<<str<<"\n";

 char c;



while (str[i]!='\0')
{
//cout<<int(str[i])<<"\t";
count[int(str[i])]=count[int(str[i])]+1;
i++;
}

j=0;
while(j<127)
{

int k=count[j];
while(k>0)
{

c=j;
cout<<c;
k--;
}
//cout<<count[j]<<" "<<" ";

j++;
}



getch();
}



3. Program to display a matrix in spiral way.
ie. if the matrix is
1 2 3
4 5 6
7 8 9

 then output will be: 1 2 3 6 9 8 7 4 5



#include<stdio.h>

#include<conio.h>
#include<iostream.h>

int main()
{
int r,cl,i,j,k;
 int mat[4][4];
 clrscr();
cout<<"\n enter rows and column of matrix";
cin>>r>>cl;


 cout<<"enter elements of matrix";

for(i=0;i<r;i++)
{
for(j=0;j<cl;j++)
{
   cin>>  mat[i][j];
}
}
cout<<"\n matrix:\n";
for(i=0;i<r;i++)
{
for(j=0;j<cl;j++)
{
    cout<< mat[i][j];
    cout<<" ";
}
cout<<"\n";

}


int x=0,y=0;
int a=0,b=0,c=r,d=cl;
//cout<<matrix[0][0];

while (a < c && b < d) {
while (y<c) {
cout<<mat[x][y]<<" ";
y++;
}
x++;
y--;
while (x<d) {
cout<<mat[x][y]<<" ";
x++;
}
x--;
y--;
while (y >=a) {
cout<<mat[x][y]<<" ";
y--;
}
y++;
x--;
while (x > b) {
cout<<mat[x][y]<<" ";
x--;
}
y++;
x++;
a++;
b++;
c--;
d--;
}

getch();
}

A memorable Sunday service…

A memorable Sunday service…

“So I say to you, Ask and it will be given to you; search and you will find; knock and the door will be opened for you.-Jesus Christ”

Well I can say that this was one of the most memorable Sunday I had in my life. Few months ago I discovered that one of my friend is Christian and he goes to church on Sundays. I felt like I should try this time to attend church with him once, because where my home town is, we don’t have many churches and the one we have, I always felt something mysterious about that place. I had always an attraction of church, because unlike any other regional place, it is not filled with other sounds and loudness making us deafen to our own voice. I rather loved the sound of softly clinging bell, and the beautiful voice of people singing hymns with the piano.

 I declared to my friend that I want to go to church someday, and he too agreed that of course we shall. The days went by and we somehow found this Sunday to go to church. We accompanying with one of our professor who is also a Christine and always takes my friend with him to church, whenever he is going. It was absolutely a beautiful brisk summer morning, and roads were filled with golden sunrays. and I was sitting in the backseat how visiting church would be.

Well its not that I never went to any church, I have seen churches at Goa, and some places, but yet this one was not like visiting a tourist destination, it was more of an important something for me. Like proving our theories moment o something…

I thought to myself as maybe pune looks more beautiful when all people are sleeping , tucked in the lazy summer morning. and we reached to the army campus where actually the church is.

My friend showed me the school behind the church and then I saw a familiar building which could be termed as the church. I heard the soft murmuring  of people singing and trailed with the piano playing with it, and a smile escaped though my lips. I felt happy for the reason I don’t know. I was feeling like this is it. This is what I was waiting to be felt, when you reach a place and its entire aura fills you inside out. I didn’t stop smiling till I reached to the stairs of the place. And my ears were still listing to the beautiful sound.

Our professor asked whether the service has been over, but the person replied as its still there. And we entered in the building. I saw people standing, holding small books in their hands and singing their hearts out. I saw the beautiful glass painted exactly in front of us. Although I missed the entire view as we got place in one left corner. I stood besides my professor unsure of what to do next. I just stood there and looked around, people were looking in the book and singing something.

Later the priest told us to turn to page number something, and I saw two books lying there, I picked the wrong one and my professor corrected my by showing the actual one.  I heard the number, and found the book everyone was singing. It had the hymns and some lines of the rituals. We found each one after another as we go further. And I just started humming the tune. It was even fulfilling

After some minutes I lost the page count and just started staring around. I saw the golden cross hanging at the middle of the church. And felt as how many years it had been, and the cross still holds its beauty along with its sacred purity and the touch of god. Like it had been running for thousands and thousands of years till it reached us.

We finished with the hymns and then everyone started going further for prayer. I thought I should go too, so I just got up and went straight through aisle and reached to the middle of the passage, I saw people leaning against their knees paying and priest was giving them something to drink. I didn’t know what do we have to do, so when my turn came I just went there and leaned on to my knees, and closed my eyes.

When I am praying to my god(I am hindu by religion), means the usual morning or evening prayer, I always have something to talk about. I talk about my day, or even something I want fixed in my life, or even thanks for giving me already something I wanted. But here I got totally blank, I couldn’t think of anything to say , I just closed my eyes and stayed there for a second or two. The priest was in front of me now, he asked me something but I couldn’t hear. I looked at his glass and a white round piece of something I didn’t know. I just blurted that “I don’t know, what to do”.

He asked me again, “Are you Christine?” I nodded as “NO”

And he said okay , and draw a cross on my forehead with his thumb. I felt it more strongly for no reason maybe. I closed my eyes again for just a second, and returned to my seat. We sang one more hymn and then they declared as the service was over. We saw people getting up one by one and leaving church, but we sat for some more minutes and then headed out.

I saw one little boy trying to put 10 rs. Note in the money collecting box, but it was shaped as sharp cross and he couldn’t fit into it. Even so somehow he did, but couldn’t push further with his fingers so I pushed it inside with my pointed nails. :D

We went out and had coffee served for the people.  I saw around and found the area surrounded with the trees and the yellow blossom flowers covering the roads. And then I remembered what I had to say to god in there.

“Thank you!”

J

I just wanted to thank you for letting me see you, and embrace you in another form. I am always seeking for some kind of spiritual enlightenment, and this was one of the most beautiful experiences I had. I wish I will visit so many churches over the year because it’s more calm and subtle way of prayer.  I thank you for such a beautiful morning, for the sun and stars thy gave us, and the courage to discover the truth of our hearts, and the strength to achieve what our hearts seek for.  Forgive us for our sins and I shall love thee till I find out where we all going .

 To the Christ , whose door I knocked and who opened it for me… J

And the Best sketch award goes to....

The best things about awards are that they feel more attractive till they are not in your hands. :D
Today we had annual award ceremony at our college.  and I received two awards in category of best Research project and one for best sketch award in our college magazine. That was amazing feeling when we bow to get the medal from dignitaries and hearing the crowd cheering for us. :)
The most important thing about the ceremony was the Padmashri Leela Poonawala. who was the guest dignitary for the ceremony and who shared really valuable thoughts with us for the function.
One of the thoughts she said which was outstanding as do not say that sky is the limit, rather say as I will define my own sky. And to reach that sky, keep your small goals and try to fulfill them. 
Celebrate your small achievements , if you don't celebrate your won success who will have value of them? 

she told about her life as a student, and how she struggled through to get education complete. and then she decided that when she will be earning enough money she will help other girls to get higher education. and she did found the foundation later which helped the young girls to get high education who are from low economically background.

One of the students asked her that she has received these many awards, what is the ultimate motive of her life. She gave an outstanding answer as "As I said you define your own sky. I decided that my happiness lies among the girls I help. I get the most happiness when they call me to tell that they had got selected in MNC's and having lucrative packages. That is the my ultimate motive which gives me immense happiness. "

Then we all enjoyed the photo session and the day was absolutely filled with enthusiasm.
well it was just a small ceremony and little award function we had achieved , yet it matters as we never achieve the bigger success with one jump, It takes so many small steps to reach there. :)
 and I guess this was one of them... :)