We all want.

We all want health, wealth, name, fame, money, wisdom, growth, opportunities and so on in our life. But how many of us want challenges, problems, difficulties, sorrows and defeat in our life. I think nothing; nobody wants any of these things in his /her life. But why? The simple answer is that, nobody wants sadness and sorrow in his/her life. Actually, they want only happiness. People want to be only happy. They only want health, wealth, name, fame and money. They just want to fulfill their all desires. But just think, what happened if all desires will be fulfilled, nothing would be left. I don’t know why we don’t understand that, the only unfinished desire has such a driving force, which force to us to do something more to fulfill our uncompleted desire, we should understand that every thing has two aspects, either it will be or not, either you will be get success or not, either you will be happy or not, either you will fulfill your desire or not. But knowingly or unknowingly, we don’t want to see the other aspect of life. Whether, it’s a truth of life.

Today, I learnt a great lesson of life. Never be afraid with failure, try to learn something new with this. Failure is just one more step to reach in front of your success. If you see the history of world, you will find that every invention or discovery just not happened in once a time or all of a sudden. In every success behind there is great history of failure. In simple words, you can say that every successful man/woman has tasted to failure many times in his/her life. That’s the way he/she got success. I think success is not an Aim; it’s just a way in which you have to do continuously do growth. Once, I was watching a T.V. serial “Apki Adalat” in which Anupam Kher was interviewed by some one, the words said by Anupam Kher is really affect a deep impact on my heart. What he said, he said that, “we never try to always celebrate our win; we should also try to celebrate our defeat, because both are the part of life and nobody can always win”. If honestly, I would speak, what I think that we can learn more with our defeats in comparisons of our wins. This nice story will tell us how these things happened:

This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others?

He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk!
When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?"
Indeed, he did. After a few minutes, his mother said, "You know, Robert, whenever you make a mess like this, eventually you have to clean it up and restore everything to its proper order. So, how would you like to do that? We could use a sponge, a towel, or a mop. Which do you prefer?" He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the spilled milk.
His mother then said, "You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how to effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it." The little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it. What a wonderful lesson!
This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about. Even if the experiment "doesn't work," we usually learn something valuable from it.

Positive Attitude

To be always positive in every aspect of life, it’s really a great thing, but the problem is that, we cannot be positive in all situations. It’s really very difficult to be stand with positiveness, when you are facing defeat again and again or when the problems are continuously violating on your head. When, you feel that all the problems have attacked on you jointly. I really know that, it’s very difficult to be stand continuously. But one thing, I would suggest that as always try to look the positive factor of life, the positive aspect of life, the positive corner of life. Whether, you are suffering with hardest problem of life. You are facing a greatest challenge of life or you are beaten up a heartbreaking accident.
I know that, it’s really difficult but, if you try to do this continuously then, it will change your attitude from negative to positive thinking. And later on, you will be understood that whatever happened in our life it happens always for good. And one more thing, our positive attitude dramatically affects everything, especially relationships. Here is a nice story, which tells us some things about the positive attitudes effect in life.
Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins! "He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, 'Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."" Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested." Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut way all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life." I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live." "Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' "I knew I needed to take action." "What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breathe and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them. 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead." Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
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You have 2 choices now: 1. Crib about your daily life and what are you doing and be unhappy.
2. Enjoy every moment of your life & give in your Best . . . Keep Smiling Always...

Struggle in Life or just enjoying his life of fullest

Sometimes, such a time come in life when you feel that there is no value of your life. Nobody cares you, you feel a deep alone. You think that you have been beaten from failure again and again and, you don’t have left a bit confidence. You have lost your all courage and confidence. Your breath has frozen and you have surrendered yourself in the front of failure. You don’t see any opened door, any hope from any side. You loose your faith from god. And you want to kill yourself. You just want to go on the way of suicide or thinking about it… but wait, please just read the given story once and, think about it again…..


"God has always been planning things for me" Naresh...


Naga Naresh Karutura has just passed out of IIT Madras in Computer Science and has joined Google in Bangalore.
You may ask, what's so special about this 21-year-old when there are hundreds of students passing out from various IITs and joining big companies like Google?
Naresh is special. His parents are illiterate. He has no legs and moves around in his powered wheel chair. (In fact, when I could not locate his lab, he told me over the mobile phone, 'I will come and pick you up'. And in no time, he was there to guide me)
Ever smiling, optimistic and full of spirit; that is Naresh. He says, "God has always been planning things for me. That is why I feel I am lucky."
Read why Naresh feels he is lucky.


Childhood in a village:
I spent the first seven years of my life in Teeparru, a small village in Andhra Pradesh, on the banks of the river Godavari. My father Prasad was a lorry driver and my mother Kumari, a house wife. Though they were illiterate, my parents instilled in me and my elder sister (Sirisha) the importance of studying.
Looking back, one thing that surprises me now is the way my father taught me when I was in the 1st and 2nd standards. My father would ask me questions from the text book, and I would answer them. At that time, I didn't know he could not read or write but to make me happy, he helped me in my studies!
Another memory that doesn't go away is the floods in the village and how I was carried on top of a buffalo by my uncle. I also remember plucking fruits from a tree that was full of thorns.
I used to be very naughty, running around and playing all the time with my friends.. I used to get a lot of scolding for disturbing the elders who slept in the afternoon. The moment they started scolding, I would run away to the fields!
I also remember finishing my school work fast in class and sleeping on the teacher's lap!


January 11, 1993, the fateful day:
On the January 11, 1993 when we had the sankranti holidays, my mother took my sister and me to a nearby village for a family function. From there we were to go with our grandmother to our native place. But my grandmother did not come there. As there were no buses that day, my mother took a lift in my father's friend's lorry. As there were many people in the lorry, he made me sit next to him, close to the door.
It was my fault; I fiddled with the door latch and it opened wide throwing me out. As I fell, my legs got cut by the iron rods protruding from the lorry. Nothing happened to me except scratches on my legs.
The accident had happened just in front of a big private hospital but they refused to treat me saying it was an accident case. Then a police constable who was passing by took us to a government hospital.
First I underwent an operation as my small intestine got twisted. The doctors also bandaged my legs. I was there for a week. When the doctors found that gangrene had developed and it had reached up to my knees, they asked my father to take me to a district hospital. There, the doctors scolded my parents a lot for neglecting the wounds and allowing the gangrene to develop. But what could my ignorant parents do?
In no time, both my legs were amputated up to the hips.
I remember waking up and asking my mother, where are my legs? I also remember that my mother cried when I asked the question. I was in the hospital for three months.


Life without legs:
I don't think my life changed dramatically after I lost both my legs. Because all at home were doting on me, I was enjoying all the attention rather than pitying myself. I was happy that I got a lot of fruits and biscuits.


'I never wallowed in self-pity'
July 28, 2008
The day I reached my village, my house was flooded with curious people; all of them wanted to know how a boy without legs looked. But I was not bothered; I was happy to see so many of them coming to see me, especially my friends!
All my friends saw to it that I was part of all the games they played; they carried me everywhere.


God's hand:
I believe in God. I believe in destiny. I feel he plans everything for you. If not for the accident, we would not have moved from the village to Tanuku, a town. There I joined a missionary school, and my father built a house next to the school. Till the tenth standard, I studied in that school.
If I had continued in Teeparu, I may not have studied after the 10th. I may have started working as a farmer or someone like that after my studies. I am sure God had other plans for me.


My sister, my friend:
When the school was about to reopen, my parents moved from Teeparu to Tanuku, a town, and admitted both of us in a Missionary school. They decided to put my sister also in the same class though she is two years older. They thought she could take care of me if both of us were in the same class. My sister never complained.
She would be there for everything. Many of my friends used to tell me, you are so lucky to have such a loving sister. There are many who do not care for their siblings.
She carried me in the school for a few years and after a while, my friends took over the task. When I got the tricycle, my sister used to push me around in the school.
My life, I would say, was normal, as everyone treated me like a normal kid. I never wallowed in self-pity. I was a happy boy and competed with others to be on top and the others also looked at me as a competitor.


Inspiration:
I was inspired by two people when in school; my Maths teacher Pramod Lal who encouraged me to participate in various local talent tests, and a brilliant boy called Chowdhary, who was my senior.
When I came to know that he had joined Gowtham Junior College to prepare for IIT-JEE, it became my dream too. I was school first in 10th scoring 542/600.
Because I topped in the state exams, Gowtham Junior College waived the fee for me. Pramod Sir's recommendation also helped. The fee was around Rs 50,000 per year, which my parents could never afford.
Moving to a residential school
Living in a residential school was a big change for me because till then my life centred around home and school and I had my parents and sister to take care of all my needs. It was the first time that I was interacting with society. It took one year for me to adjust to the new life.
There, my inspiration was a boy called K K S Bhaskar who was in the top 10 in IIT-JEE exams. He used to come to our school to encourage us. Though my parents didn't know anything about Gowtham Junior School or IIT, they always saw to it that I was encouraged in whatever I wanted to do.. If the results were good, they would praise me to the skies and if bad, they would try to see something good in that. They did not want me to feel bad.
They are such wonderful supportive parents.


Life at IIT- Madras:
Though my overall rank in the IIT-JEE was not that great (992), I was 4th in the physically handicapped category. So, I joined IIT, Madras to study Computer Science.
Here, my role model was Karthik who was also my senior in school. I looked up to him during my years at IIT- Madras.
He had asked for attached bathrooms for those with special needs before I came here itself. So, when I came here, the room had attached bath. He used to help me and guide me a lot when I was here.
I evolved as a person in these four years, both academically and personally. It has been a great experience studying here. The people I was interacting with were so brilliant that I felt privileged to sit along with them in the class. Just by speaking to my lab mates, I gained a lot..


'There are more good people in society than bad ones'
July 28, 2008
Words are inadequate to express my gratitude to Prof Pandurangan and all my lab mates; all were simply great. I was sent to Boston along with four others for our internship by Prof Pandurangan. It was a great experience.


Joining Google R&D:
I did not want to pursue PhD as I wanted my parents to take rest now.
Morgan Stanley selected me first but I preferred Google because I wanted to work in pure computer science, algorithms and game theory.


I am lucky
Do you know why I say I am lucky?
I get help from total strangers without me asking for it. Once after my second year at IIT, I with some of my friends was travelling in a train for a conference. We met a kind gentleman called Sundar in the train, and he has been taking care of my hostel fees from then on.
I have to mention about Jaipur foot. I had Jaipur foot when I was in 3rd standard. After two years, I stopped using them. As I had almost no stems on my legs, it was very tough to tie them to the body. I found walking with Jaipur foot very, very slow. Sitting also was a problem. I found my tricycle faster because I am one guy who wants to do things faster.
One great thing about the hospital is, they don't think their role ends by just fixing the Jaipur foot; they arrange for livelihood for all. They asked me what help I needed from them. I told them at that time, if I got into an IIT, I needed financial help from them. So, from the day I joined IIT, Madras, my fees were taken care of by them. So, my education at the IIT was never a burden on my parents and they could take care of my sister's Nursing studies.


Surprise awaited me at IIT:
After my first year, when I went home, two things happened here at the Institute without my knowledge.
I got a letter from my department that they had arranged a lift and ramps at the department for me. It also said that if I came a bit early and checked whether it met with my requirements, it would be good.
Second surprise was, the Dean, Prof Idichandy and the Students General Secretary, Prasad had located a place that sold powered wheel chairs. The cost was Rs 55,000. What they did was, they did not buy the wheel chair; they gave me the money so that the wheel chair belonged to me and not the institute.
My life changed after that. I felt free and independent.
That's why I say I am lucky. God has planned things for me and takes care of me at every step.


The world is full of good people:
I also feel if you are motivated and show some initiative, people around you will always help you. I also feel there are more good people in society than bad ones. I want all those who read this to feel that if Naresh can achieve something in life, you can too.

A nice story to learn something new

Winners never loose hope:

Two boys were going in a village’s road. Then they saw the two canes full of milk were there, which need to give to the nearby city people. Nobody was there, so they opened the cap of first cane and a fatty frog put into it. Then they opened the month of second cane and done the same.
While journey, the first cane’s frog said to itself, it happened very bad. I cannot open the cap of the cane because it’s too heavy. And before this I never did milk bath. And I cannot go down to open its cap with full of my force. Then what should I do? And he looses his hope and he left trying. And when the cap of first cane was opened, then a dead fatty frog found in it.

The same thing happened with the second frog and it said to itself, I know that I cannot open the cap of the cane, because it’s much tied and heavy too. For my safety, I nor have power and neither have anything to drill. But the blessing of Water God, I know one thing with liquid things and that is swimming. Therefore, he continued swimming, swimming till that milk converted into a butter ball. And he sat on it. When, the cap of other cane was opened. He came out with jump.

The moral of the story is: Winners never loose hope and who loose hope never get success.

Enjoy Blogging

          This is the first time, when I am writing something on the Blog. Usually, I write dairy, and I have a habit of writing on any topic, any articles and notes. Sometimes, I write Poems, when I feel very sad or energetic or something inspired me from the bottom of my heart. Poem writing is totally depends upon on your mood.

           Today is a fashion of writing Blogs. I have read and seen moreover film stars and politician are writing Blogs on daily basis or updating it. But, the most attractive part of Blog writing is that it is not reserved for only highly demanded or VIP peoples. It is common playground, where all people can play with there words irrespective of their casts, religion, money status or other things. It means it’s a playground where we can play a game of our choice. We can put our views here, without worrying that what other people says about this or what there views. We just put our view and let the other people comment on them. It means it’s an open book where you can write anything about your views and let the other people comments on them. And you can also comment on others views. It’s a freedom of words and views.

          Sometimes, I think that how the world is going to be shrinking? Firstly, we reduce the distance problem, through speed. Secondly, we reduce the distance and voice problem through communication equipments like cell phone or internet and now we are going to reduce the problem of thoughts and views through Internet Blogging. Wow!! How the life is going to be the next level it’s really interesting ………. 