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Everyone is born with a purpose. Do you think the way I just thought? I meet few preexisted and few new people in day. These folks just show up and do things whatever they are meant to do. Ummmm . . . .Let’s see. .   I will try to put forward my theory gradually. I am going to go through few personalities first -     Lata Mangeshkar – She served billions of ears for many decades. I haven’t heard such a lovely voice while she sang. Pardon me! Ideally I meant, ‘I haven’t heard such a lovely voice when she 'talked' and not when she sang’ did she do anything else in her life than singing? Sachin Tendulkar – The god who bats at number four for India is no different either. He is gifted. I am not saying he didn’t put a lot of efforts in his career initially, but the way he moulded his career at different stages, be it after his first world cup in 1992 or after his father’s death or after his tennis elbow injury or at the age of 37. Face it, he is gifted. Hard working cricketers fo

पाच ते सात वर्षापूर्वी . . . . टेलिफोन वर निखील : काय रे, काय चालू आहे? कुठे घालतो आहेस? संध्याकाळी फो न करतो म्हणला होतास . मी :  अरे येतोच आहे घरी. बाबांनी काम सांगितल होतं, तेच आवरत होतो.   निखील : आपला प्लान ऑन आहे ना अजून? काय प्यायचं मग आज?   मी : अरे हा काय प्रश्न आहे! आपण काय कमावते आहोत का अजून?  ओल्ड मंक - दोन क्वार्टर्स १०० रुपये होतील . . . . . पुरतील का?   निखील  : पुरतील पुरतील! थम्प्स अप आणि चकणा, चौकातल्या मारवाड्या कडून आणा. तू आणि पद्या जा रात्री, ते हरामी बसलं असेल गर्लफ्रेंड बरोबर कॉलेजच्या ग्राउंड वर. त्याला फोन करतो आत्ता. मी :  अरे चूXX आणि जेवायचं काय? नेहेमीचंय तुझं. लास्ट टाईम चिकन बिर्याणी आणली स्वस्तातली . . . नुसता तिखट लावलेला भात होता तो. चिकनच्या एका बारक्या पीस साठी किती हमरा तुमरी झाली होती आठवतीये का?             निखील : आई बाबा रात्री ७ ला निघतील. ते गेल्यावर घरी कुणीच नाहीये. मग आपण बुर्जी बनवू घरी आणि ब्रेड आणू. डन का? मी : मी अभ्याला कळवतो. तू पद्याला मला फोन करायला सांग. आणि काका काकू गेले की मला फोन कर, म्हणजे मी तुझे पैसे घ्यायला येतो

प्रेमविवाह करायची इच्छा होती (म्हणजे आहे) पण आता तशी आशा सोडून दिल्यातच जमा आहे. पुष्कळ वेळा प्रयत्न झाले, पण दुर्दैवाने (की माझ्या सुदैवाने ते माहित नाही) तडीस मिळवू शकलो नाही. :-D आता काय झालंय, एका वयात स्वत:च्या आवडी निवडींबद्दल आपण इतके निगरगट्ट होतो आणि जशी हवी तशी मुलगी मिळणे आणि मिळालीच तर प्रेम होऊन लग्न होणे एकंदरीतच अवघड आहे हे साहजिकच त्यामुळे जाणवायला लागते. लोकांनाही घाई होते, आणि सतत कानावर ही आणि असली वाक्ये ऐकू येतात - 'आता काय विचार आहे? करून टाक लग्न.' - (कुणीतरी, काका मामा खूप considerate मूड मध्ये असताना), 'तुला काय problem आहे कळत नाही, कर ना लग्न?' - विवाहित मित्र आणि त्यांच्या बायका कोरस मध्ये'.' 'गाढवा, असेल कुणी घोडी तर आण - दाखव मला, घराची गरज काय आहे, कळतंय की नाही?' - इति परमपूज्य - डायरेक्ट तबेल्याचा ambience तयार करतात. 'अरे तुझा बायोडाटा बनव ना आणि दे मला . . .पत्रिके बरोबर दे, किती वेळा सांगितलं! काय तू; इतक्या मैत्रिणीपैकी एकाशी देखील नाही जमवू शकला!' - लग्न होऊन ५ वर्षांपूर्वीच सासरी गेलेलं बहीण नावाचं माझं

Reena - a social worker working within our cancer institute brought along some person aged about mid thirty in the consultation room. He was late, but doc somehow thought, he will quickly finish this last patient and go for lunch. The reports were bad! Doc did not say anything and was examining the patient. Just then a dehati  old man entered the room. "I am, Santosh's dad", while saying this, the old fellow made himself little room showing quite a bit of interest in his son's physical examination. Doc quite unsurprisingly and calmly said looking at the old fellow, "the disease is out of medicine, there is no point treating him, it is better for you all to get him rested home, he has got a 9 inches of tumour in his stomach. I can feel it by hand!" Indeed, treating him was a challenge, the tumour could have burst anytime after the treatment leading to unnecessary pains and complications. Honestly it was not required to make patients life more miserable.He h

-: The Unknown :- Art created by Mr. Sameer Kanade [my chuddy buddy]  I liked the composition & vibrant colours.  Light and dark are separated by a narrow partition. With an unknown boy with his absolutely unknown expression on one side and the abstract curves on the other side certainly create a mischievous impact.    Courtesy & email : vainateyak@gmail.com  

Apologies for my non-marathi followers! अमेरिकेमधली सुप्रसिद्ध (का कुप्रसिद्ध?) सोशलाइट (गावभर हिंडणारी भोचक भवानी) प्यारीस हिल्टन हिचं तिच्या ख्याती प्रमाणेच वाक्य आहे, ती म्हणते, " प्रत्येक स्त्री जवळ तीन पाळीव प्राणी असणे अत्यावश्यक आहेत.  पार्किंग मध्ये जग्वार, बेडरूम मध्ये वाघ आणि सर्वात महत्वाचं म्हणजे ज्याच्या जीवावर कितीही पैसा खर्च करू शकू असा एक महागाढव! (कशी काय सुचतात अशी वाक्ये तीच जाणे!) आपल्या देशी रस्त्यांवर आपण बरेचदा असे विविध प्रकारचे भटके आणि विमुक्त (क्वचित प्रसंगी पाळीव) प्राणीमित्र पाहतो.खूप वेळा मला असा प्रश्न पडतो की यांच्या डोक्यात नक्की काय चालले असेल? मध्ये एकदा एक गाढव पहिला. असाच कुठे तरी रस्त्याच्या मध्यभागी एखाद्या तपश्चर्येला उभे राहिले असल्या सारखा; किंबहुना कुणीतरी त्याला तश्याप्रकारे उभे राहायला सांगितल्याप्रमाणे ते निश्चल उभे होते...अगदी श्रीकृष्णाने अर्जुनला जी स्थितप्रज्ञाची लक्षणे सांगितली आहेत ना, तशीच 'ना सुख ना दु:ख, ना सोयर ना सुतक' च्या यौगिक पोज मध्ये उभे होते. त्या प्राणाच्या डोक्यात त्या पोज मध्ये असताना काय विचार चालू आह

Boys simply can't talk about the break-up. I am sure boys think that its going to be painful for himself and her. Boys subconsciously rationalise that the things are not going the way it should be and its best for each others interest to depart the separate ways but we just can't express that.   Case 1 (Unsecured male) Pratik - Preeti - In relationship for last 3 years!   Pratik's thoughts - I would have loved Preeti as my wife. I have had a passionate relationship with her but everything is gradually changing. The passion is slowly disappearing. She is no more opening up with me. I am tired of her secrecy. I no longer make her do anything against her will. The relationship often feels stiff. It was so good two and half years back. Man! she loved me. . but I am sure she assumes me now. It gets frustrating when I share everything to her over a call and she just listens to me without reciprocating. I am tired of loving her . . . but I will surely miss her and the wonderful p

Preamble  A true story. Sonali aged - 22 yrs old. Married with Rahul - a small scale  serviceman. Sonali even has 3 years old cute daughter. The family is from a sacred small town within hundred kms. vicinity of Pune. Sonali's elder brother works and resides along with his family in Pune.  The diagnosis  I was reviewing some reports. Those were given to me by my consultant oncologist (specialist in cancer treatment) for the second review. I was awestruck after the review! I have never seen so messed up of reports in my life. There was a confirmation biospy (tissue examination) report of breast carcinoma. CT scan showed multiple lumps in the breasts. the biggest one was near left armpit. Very close to the node. The disease was spread to the lungs. There was no scope of surgery. Her chances of survival were bleak. Still she was looking pretty fit. She had total of 30 centimeters of different lumps in her body. it was evident from a bright, big, brown eyes when she was sitting in th

I was standing on State Transport bus stand. It was heavy rains last night and it stopped today morning. Evidently, there was heavy moisture in the atmosphere. Everyone seemed okay with it, but I can clearly see the shining sides of my nose! With humidity rising to 95 % it was irritatingly sweaty. I always wondered whenever I go to Indian sea level that why do all the local people have  matte finish faces and people traveling to that part of the world end up having glossy faces. This humid air was making me clumsier after a tasty lunch of fish and also I had extra rice I thought as preparation of a long journey from Chiploon to Mumbai.  .  . just to get away from the unwanted appetite. I was still fine about the overwhelming malwani masala and the excessive quantity of rice that I had. 'I can't just sleep now- I have to be alert' I quipped to myself  as I was standing amidst unusually busy crowd. I said unusually because it was konkan and I never even dreamed so unusual

I just could not stop smiling at the girl. She must have had a lot of fun  while posing for this snap. A nice moment caught!  I remember I had kept one of my milk molars for few days in my school bag. I remember I felt so sad for the tooth that I thought it died. Somebody then told me to dig a hole in the garden and put that tooth there; so that I'll have a new one. :-)