Archive for July, 2010

SUNDAY .. i really never waited for ‘Sunday’ so much..i wish it was a longer duration..aaa…may be of 48 hrs or better would have come twice a week.
yes .. people are true.. having a job gives you money.. a sense of security..knowledge etcetra but for creatures like me ..who loves to spend time with oneself are badly affected .. and this i could have understood only when i myself have started working since past 2 weeks.
i never know ..when the day starts and when it ceases.. wake up at 6.30..get ready.. travel .. reach office..check out the last days incomplete pending work.. meeting clients.. note downs.. report ..leave office..travel..reach home .. 1/2hr t.v ..scrabble around my small F.B page.. few lines on g talk and then suddenly i remember its too late now.. have dinner and sleep.. huh ! yes it’s very hectic !!
So now as i know i have no way to get out of it without sacrificing ‘ my time with myself ‘ … i decided to work little bit on ‘time-management’ ..where i can utilize my sun-day efficiently and satisfactorily .
so here it goes..
1. wake up as late as possible (but damn i am never able to sleep beyond 8a.m. .. my housemates never let me :X)
2. walk leisurely ..brush.. freshen up.. tea( it works like a drug for me ) .. a small walk on terrace
3. cook for breakfast ..have it and then watch t.v for some 1 hr.
4. shower for minimum 1 hr.. on my laptop and do t.p
5. drawing.. poetry.. dancing..magazines.. n.p.. music..checking for any pending works
6. afternoon – chit-chat with buddy’s .. sleep (if i get )
7. evening – watch cartoons.. music.. t.v .. eating ..help in kitchen to cook dinner(if i am in mood)
8. scrabble online.. chit-chat… market to buy weekly stuffs
9.shower .. dinner ..
10. sleep peacefully 🙂

My love for ‘reading’

Posted: July 11, 2010 in Articles

From early youth I endeavoured to read books in the right way and I was fortunate in having a good memory and intelligence to assist me.
The fact that, side by side with my professional studies, I took the greatest interest in everything that had to do with art did not seem to me to signify anything of great importance. While I acquired great interest in art, poetry, drawing, story writing etcetera I still continued to read a great deal. But reading had probably a different significance for me from which it has for the average run of our so-called ‘intellectuals.’
I know people who read interminably, book after book, from page to page, and yet I should not call them ‘well-read people’. Of course they ‘know’ and immense amount; but their brain seems incapable of assorting and classifying the material which they have gathered from books. They have not the faculty of distinguishing between useful and useless in a book; so that may retain the former in their minds and if possible skip over the latter while reading or, if that be not possible, then-when once read-throw it overboard as useless ballast. Reading is not an end in itself, but a means to an end. Its chief purpose is to help towards filling in the framework which is made up of the talents and capabilities that each individual possesses. Thus each one procures for himself the implements and materials necessary for the fulfillment of his calling in life, no matter whether this be the elementary task of earning one’s daily bread or a calling that responds to higher human aspirations. Such is the first purpose of reading. And the second purpose is to grasp a general knowledge of the world in which we live. In both cases, however the material which one has acquired through reading must be stored up in the memory on a plan that corresponds to the successive chapters of the book; each little piece of knowledge thus gained must be treated as if it were a little stone to be inserted into a mosaic, so that it finds its proper place among all the other pieces and particles that help to form a general world-picture in the brain of the reader. Otherwise only a confused jumble of chaotic notions will result from all this reading. That jumble is not merely useless, but it also tends to make the unfortunate possessor of its conceited. For he seriously considers himself a well-educated person and thinks that he understands something of life. He believes that he has acquired knowledge, whereas the truth is that every increase in such ‘knowledge’ draws him more and more away from real life, until he finally ends up in some sanatorium or takes to politics and becomes a parliamentary deputy.
On the other hand, one who has cultivated the art of reading will instantly discern, in a book or journal or pamphlet, what ought to be remembered because it meet one’s personal needs or is of value as general knowledge. What he thus learns is incorporated in his mental analogue of this or that problem or thing, further correcting the mental picture or enlarging it so that it becomes more exact and precise.
Only thus can reading have any meaning or be worth while .

blogging away days..

Posted: July 3, 2010 in randomz

Dear Reader,

Well, I couldn’t stay away for 10 days from the Web.

I made it to-day 8 and then faced the fact: for better or worse, the internet is my office, my media library, as well as my news and information bureau. It also saves a lot of time when travelling around.

In the days away from it, I filled the gaps of time with watching TV news (not very thorough and not the news I’m generally looking for), and not really writing much more than I normally do. I didn’t exercise more  (I do two hours a day of either walking, cycling or some other activity), nor did I read more.

In fact, I read less during this time.

I guess I’m disciplined as a blogger as it is — my output has been the same whether I’m websurfing or not.

Also, being able to research subjects online is a huge benefit to a student — and I missed it on those days.

Social media, for me, is a conversation now and then with my online buddies and share a part of their life . I do most of my tweets, facebooking and scribding while locked in my room.  I’m not neglecting anyone at home in favor of the internet.

Well, maybe the mouse. But she sleeps during the day, anyway.

I rarely leave my home  much during the week when writing, so the internet provides me with a quick way to find information, read the news, and see what’s going on in the world — all during the little breaks in my study schedule.

So, what I learned from a few days of separation from the w.p:

The writing actually reduced the time I would spend doing the same things.

i could actually learn a lot of things to cook. went out in search of finding a decent job to pass my vacation and collect some bucks for my extra needed stuffs… roamed a lot in the city .. went to many companies.. actually conversed a lot with my mom(which i generally never did ! ).

This is one recent example, but I can find many more.  Contrary to what I was concerned about, the internet actually isn’t a time-suck for me.

It’s a time-booster.

It’s true that if I’m avoiding something, I’ll web-surf and think I’m accomplishing something — but I suspect this is my “turn-off-my-mind” time. I’d probably fill it with bad T.V. shows,  or some other time-wasting activity that’s actually about allowing the mind a little bit of a goof off. I think goofing off time is important.

But I don’t spend time getting caught up in message board soap opera or arguing in comments areas (well, except maybe here on my own website — we’ll see!)  My facebook time is productive — I’m nearly always completing some work besides or cooking something  when doing it, so that I specifically feel that I’m not wasting the time so much as distracting myself from what otherwise might be a boring moment or three.

Plus, I value these conversations with readers and writers.

So, I am on the side of the internet as a time-saver and in many cases, a wallet-saver, too.

What about you?