The most uncivilised activity of the civilised world is gossiping. Even the most educated and the socalled elite indulge in this uncivilised activity. Gossip is ruthless entertainment. In gossip, the tongue and the intelligence are let loose. In more than one way, gossiping is vulgar indulgence.
In fact, people come together to form associations and clubs, and gossiping is the lifeline for their fellowship. The most dominant preoccupation of these groups is to discuss about those who aren't present. Never trust a gossiper. After you leave, the one who was gossiping with you will gossip about you with others. Every gossiper will gossip about other gossipers, and this is the noble truth.
Hypocrites are those who sweet-talk on the face and bad-mouth behind your back. We shamelessly distort the images of people through gossip, without the slightest care about how much it might affect their lives. Millions of lives will be saved from suicide if gossipers only choose to be of moral support to the emotionally hurt, rather than making news out of them.
Gossip is judgement passed out of half knowledge. Every gossiper eventually drinks his own poison.He becomes highly other people conscious. His mind is curious all the time - “What are others saying about me?” Judge not and ye shall not be judged. The contrary is also true. Judge and ye too will be judged. Gossipers no more live life through their own spectacles, but instead live to satisfy the spectacles of others.
When this thirst and hunger for knowledge is canalised towards realising the higher realities of life, growth happens. We make a blunder by feeding this very thirst and hunger for knowledge with gossip. Aristotle, Freud, JK and us - the quest to know is the same. If they had been gossipers, they would have been among us. If we can stop gossiping, we can be among them.”
What does a lion have to do among the cats? The next time the gang around you begins to gossip, just walk away. Refuse to speak or hear about those who are not present, especially when what is discussed is judgemental, negative and
insensitive. Let our rapture not come at the cost of rupturing the
hearts of other people.
Great minds discuss ideas.
Average minds discuss events.
Small minds discuss people.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
What's the Indian definition of privacy?
What's the Indian definition of privacy?
The fact is, Indians love to discuss personal lives, whether it's ours or someone else's. So at office canteens, you'll find men and women discussing diverse personal issues, ranging from their spouse's birthday party, to their domestic squabbles, their parents and in-laws, neighbors, children, children's friends, their school...blah blah.
But, my cousin is right. In the U.K., and in many other developed economies, colleagues rarely get down to discussing personal lives.
While I really wouldn't like to get into the merits and demerits of this culture, the lack of awareness on privacy-related issues does raise concerns over data security. This transcends itself at a systemic level. Since there are no privacy laws here (the Data Protection Bill 2006 definitely won't get approved anytime soon), even companies and clients go unscathed when they sell personal information to telemarketers and others. Service providers can easily pass the buck onto their employees. And employees know they won't get caught.
This callous attitude toward privacy can definitely prove costly. For instance, most credit card companies and banks here ask customers for their mailing address, mother's maiden name, birthday, and so on, to verify their identity before they give out critical information. How difficult is it to get that in India?
Today, you find so much personal information on social networking sites. Almost everyone gives out their birthdays, including the year of birth, status of their personal relationships (the whole cyberworld know when break-ups happen; a news feed is up on Facebook the very next hour), job details, address, phone numbers, interests, and so on.
Privacy has little meaning here in India. If there was a field for "funds in your bank" or your "net worth" in a form, I am sure there will be many who will gladly provide the information.
As Internet penetration increases and the medium touches more lives, Indians--much as some other communities--will have to take a closer look at issues pertaining to privacy. We will have to be more "privacy compliant"--both at an the individual level, as well as at a systemic level.
The fact is, Indians love to discuss personal lives, whether it's ours or someone else's. So at office canteens, you'll find men and women discussing diverse personal issues, ranging from their spouse's birthday party, to their domestic squabbles, their parents and in-laws, neighbors, children, children's friends, their school...blah blah.
But, my cousin is right. In the U.K., and in many other developed economies, colleagues rarely get down to discussing personal lives.
While I really wouldn't like to get into the merits and demerits of this culture, the lack of awareness on privacy-related issues does raise concerns over data security. This transcends itself at a systemic level. Since there are no privacy laws here (the Data Protection Bill 2006 definitely won't get approved anytime soon), even companies and clients go unscathed when they sell personal information to telemarketers and others. Service providers can easily pass the buck onto their employees. And employees know they won't get caught.
This callous attitude toward privacy can definitely prove costly. For instance, most credit card companies and banks here ask customers for their mailing address, mother's maiden name, birthday, and so on, to verify their identity before they give out critical information. How difficult is it to get that in India?
Today, you find so much personal information on social networking sites. Almost everyone gives out their birthdays, including the year of birth, status of their personal relationships (the whole cyberworld know when break-ups happen; a news feed is up on Facebook the very next hour), job details, address, phone numbers, interests, and so on.
Privacy has little meaning here in India. If there was a field for "funds in your bank" or your "net worth" in a form, I am sure there will be many who will gladly provide the information.
As Internet penetration increases and the medium touches more lives, Indians--much as some other communities--will have to take a closer look at issues pertaining to privacy. We will have to be more "privacy compliant"--both at an the individual level, as well as at a systemic level.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Hike is a Mike.....
Our Story Hero Anand,software engineer by profession, is a hardworking guy and a critical resource in the project.Manager and the leads know that he is a guy who performs very well and help others in solving there problem. On a fine Monday morning, while riding his bike to Office he was thinking about the hike letter and his promotion he was going to get for the day, because his friends told him that already the hike letters got released on weekends.so he was thinking in his mind,that he will get a good hike because he worked hard,got good appreciation from client and his lead told him that he will help him in getting his promotion and hike,so with confidence he was dreaming how to make utilize of the amount he is going to get as hike and he believed the amount will help his family to stay more comfortable.
Suddenly he got waked up from his dream, once he reached the office.He is not sure how fast he reached the office.He parked his bike and on the way to his cabin he met his friends and discussed about the hike letter and eagerly opened his mail to see his hike letter..
What a surprise? Everything went on air...No promotion and no much hike...He lost his confidence and thought his one year work got wasted.His plans all got collapsed...He is not able to share his feelings with anyone because he expected more and thought like someone have cheated him...
At that time, he realised , hike is a mike....When one speaks in front of a mike, it converts the sound wave into electrical energy and the sound got echoed in the speakers.But in today's software field,when you speak infront of the mike, the speakers got switched off and only the sound wave is converted into waste energy.But without agnizing that, one think our sound got reached the speakers and something will be rewarded, but we become the fool atlast.
He is not able to control himself and he left for the day after closing his shop soon.But he made up his mind and empathized the problem that he expected more....Once expectations are not fulfilled,we become the looser..But still he have a Hope that God will show him a good lead and manager who will identify his
hardwork ..ofcourse better company....and again he started working hard.....
From my Brain......
Suddenly he got waked up from his dream, once he reached the office.He is not sure how fast he reached the office.He parked his bike and on the way to his cabin he met his friends and discussed about the hike letter and eagerly opened his mail to see his hike letter..
What a surprise? Everything went on air...No promotion and no much hike...He lost his confidence and thought his one year work got wasted.His plans all got collapsed...He is not able to share his feelings with anyone because he expected more and thought like someone have cheated him...
At that time, he realised , hike is a mike....When one speaks in front of a mike, it converts the sound wave into electrical energy and the sound got echoed in the speakers.But in today's software field,when you speak infront of the mike, the speakers got switched off and only the sound wave is converted into waste energy.But without agnizing that, one think our sound got reached the speakers and something will be rewarded, but we become the fool atlast.
He is not able to control himself and he left for the day after closing his shop soon.But he made up his mind and empathized the problem that he expected more....Once expectations are not fulfilled,we become the looser..But still he have a Hope that God will show him a good lead and manager who will identify his
hardwork ..ofcourse better company....and again he started working hard.....
From my Brain......
Excellence
A gentleman once visited a temple under construction where he saw a sculptor making an idol of God. Suddenly he noticed a similar idol lying nearby.
Surprised, he asked the sculptor, "Do you need two statues of the same idol?" "No," said the sculptor without looking up, "We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage."
The gentleman examined the idol and found no apparent damage. "Where is the damage?" he asked."There is a scratch on the nose of the idol." said the sculptor, still busy with his work.
"Where are you going to install the idol?" The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high. "If the idol is that far, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?" the gentleman asked.
The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and said, "I know it and God knows it!"
The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not. “Excellence” is a drive from inside, not outside. Excel at a task today - not necessarily for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction.
Surprised, he asked the sculptor, "Do you need two statues of the same idol?" "No," said the sculptor without looking up, "We need only one, but the first one got damaged at the last stage."
The gentleman examined the idol and found no apparent damage. "Where is the damage?" he asked."There is a scratch on the nose of the idol." said the sculptor, still busy with his work.
"Where are you going to install the idol?" The sculptor replied that it would be installed on a pillar twenty feet high. "If the idol is that far, who is going to know that there is a scratch on the nose?" the gentleman asked.
The sculptor stopped his work, looked up at the gentleman, smiled and said, "I know it and God knows it!"
The desire to excel should be exclusive of the fact whether someone appreciates it or not. “Excellence” is a drive from inside, not outside. Excel at a task today - not necessarily for someone else to notice but for your own satisfaction.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Law of the Garbage Truck
How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood?
Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your day? However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly one can get back their focus on what's important. David J. Pollay explains his story in this
way.
Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it sitting in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened. I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car's back end by just inches!
The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident,whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean…he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!"
And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."
"Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You'll be happy you did."
I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on the streets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do it anymore."
Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. Love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don't. Believe that everything happens for a reason.
Never let the garbage truck run over you!!
Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee ruin your day? However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly one can get back their focus on what's important. David J. Pollay explains his story in this
way.
Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it sitting in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened. I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car's back end by just inches!
The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident,whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean…he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!"
And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."
"Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. You'll be happy you did."
I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me? And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on the streets? It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do it anymore."
Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. Love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don't. Believe that everything happens for a reason.
Never let the garbage truck run over you!!
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