The above saying has gained relevance, more than ever before, in this age of social media. Breaking the barriers of age, hierarchy, gender, status and geography, social media allows us to express our views, share ideas, bridge distances and connect with like minded people.
I have to admit that I have taken to social media like a fish takes to water.
Social media has become an integral part of my life, to the extent, that a day without social media now appears to me almost like a day without electricity
The monsoon set in quite early this time in the high hills of Mizoram. It was raining incessantly throughout the day and night in the middle of July 1986. Zemabawk, on the outskirt of Aizawl, was the location of CRPF headquarters. I was posted as DIG CRPF, responsible for overseeing the operations of all CRPF battalions deployed in Mizoram.
On 30 June, 1986, the Govt of India had signed a “Peace Accord” with the Mizo National Front (MNF) ending the two-decade old insurgency in the ”Land of the Highlanders”.
CRPF was assigned the mission to receive MNF cadres at designated places and take over their arms and ammunitions for handing over to the Army. Subsequently the MNF cadres were to be escorted to a Peace Camp “Remna Run” on a high ridge near Tui- Vamit-Tlang, a windy village, at one extreme end of Aizawl.
Parva and Marpara were the two earmarked places through which the MNF returnees were to enter Mizoram from Bangladesh and lay down their arms and ammunitions.
Aizawl, set on the ridges of steep hills is flanked by the lofty peaks of the beautiful Durtlang Hills.
How many times while reading a gripping book, or while seeing an awesome movie, or while watching an interesting game have you been completed fascinated by the performance of the artists, singer, writer or player and wondered at what makes them so amazingly talented.
Blessed are the people who are born with unique talents and are more gifted than others. When talent is honed and nurtured with rigor and discipline, and presented with the right opportunities, it leads to extraordinary results.
Talent is the multiplier. The more energy and attention you invest in it, the greater the yield. The time you spend with your best is, quite simply, your most productive time. ― Marcus Buckingham
Thou art the ruler of the minds of all people,
Thou Dispenser of India's destiny.
Thou art the ruler of the minds of all people,
Dispenser of India's destiny,
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sind,
Gujarat & Maratha, of Dravida, Orissa and Bengal,
It echoes in the hills of the Vindhyas and Himalayas,
mingles in the music of Jamuna and Ganges,
and is chanted by the waves of the Indian Sea.
They pray for thy blessings and sing thy praise,
Thou dispenser of India's destiny,
Victory, Victory, Victory to thee.
English translation of India’s National Anthem “Jana Gana Mana” by Rabindranath Tagore
In the year 1911, Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore wrote a hymn in in Sanskritised Bengali “Jana Gana Mana” that was to be sung for the first time at the 26th annual session of the Indian National Congress in Calcutta.
The Morning Song of India
James H Cousins, an Irish poet and the principal of Besant Theosophical College at Madanapalle in Andhra Pradesh had heard of the song. He invited Rabindranath Tagore to spend a few days at the college. At his behest, Tagore sang Jana Gana Mana in Bengali before a gathering of students.
He is one you will adore, for his qualities galore.
This is the story of the 7 year old little Litterbug
Cute little Litterbug is just back from school. Hungry as hell, he throws around his bag and yells for food. His doting mother hands over an apple and some bananas to him. The little Litterbug eats the half apple and throws the other half right out of the window.
‘My son will grow up to be a great cricketer one day. See how he strives to perfect his aim!’ Mother Litterbug utters aloud drooling over the antics of her lil one.
The banana peel follows the half eaten apple out of the window as she lovingly looks on. He tears open a packet of chips, takes out his notebook, and starts scribbling vigorously to finish his homework before he goes out to play.
‘AND‘ – the simple 3 lettered word represents the spirit of empowering yourself to pursue different tracks, without having to turn your back on one path for choosing the other.
One dimensional labels have, for long, been used to typecast women.
Time and again you are told that you can be either a successful homemaker OR a successful professional, a caring woman OR an ambitious woman, a demure woman OR a brazen woman. Unfortunately such stereotypes are painfully restrictive, leave women with little choice, and have dissuaded many women from reaching their potential.
Now is the time to give a chance to ‘AND‘ .
I will tell you about two women, born in different times, almost 70 years apart, and how OR and AND have influenced their lives.