'my favourite' Folder

As the pages are adding to my past day by day, horizon of reality seems shining with more clarity defining the difference between reality and dreams. Where dreams are sweet and biased to you while reality is neutral which sometimes appears in support and sometimes against.  This against situation is always painful, bitter but inevitable. Dreams are composed of clouds of our will, clouds having surety of rain but uncertainty lies in clouds of reality. Questions arise in a number. Should I have more realistic dreams? Or Should I stop dream? And then my mind follows this line-“Great achievements come through the framework of great expectations.”

It’s evening. Office is done. And like usual I have reached my unattractive dusty abode and confined myself to 8x10 room which, apart from me, accommodates my room partner, a table-chair, hanging clothes on the door gate backside and pile of books which help me charge, boost my spirit by reminding vows promised with myself. I am tired but not my expectations. These are high enough but within my capability to achieve. My spirit is low today. Factors are not known. I want to sleep but eyes are habitual to late night sleep. My lappy is uttering me that it contains enough videos, songs, movies to make you feel light. If it still is not enough, no problem!...... I also have ‘my favourite’ folder-your countless time visited place. O.K. I opened the lappy, played the randomly chosen song ‘haan yehi rasta hai tera, tune ab jaana hai’ in the background, reached and opened the same folder adding one more count to that countless visited place. It contains only ten pictures which give aroma of freshness and innocence. These pics are downloads from facebook without her consent. All these smiling pics make me feel fresh and peaceful. Though I admit my act of theft, but this is innocuous to anyone. So i don’t feel guilty but it’s without her consent, and this makes me feel culpable. You may wrong interpret me as crazy. But it’s not like that. It’s just my choice like you. My ‘my favourite’ folder is supposed to have my favourite in the same way as yours. It’s my like as you have over Aish or Cat or some other. You may blame it love but it’s not or may be. I behold all pics, all tiredness is away. Now let me mug with the books for my better future.  Let my expectations take shape of my choice. My success will owe to you ‘my favourite’ folder and those ten smiling pics collectively at third place. First is always reserved for Almighty. And second is obvious.

P.S.- I don't have any lappy. 

Path of retreat- only option for poor

Recently I had to admit forcibly that I was living a luxury life when I countered the news ‘Is Rs. 25 all that you need for a day?’ in The Hindu. It says that “an individual income of just Rs. 25 a day constitutes adequate “private expenditure on food, education and health” according to the Planning Commission report for BPL criteria.

First I was shocked how they can vindicate Rs 25 as enough for per day expenses on food, education and health but a little later I realized everything is possible when in this modern era we have a powerful tool called ‘Management’. The time since I crossed the professional life threshold, the word ‘management’ has been more frequently heard whether it’s been because of  my department ‘Project Management’ or my colleagues who are fed up with their job within one year  and mugging themselves for seeking the admission to  top management institutions or B-schools. There are a lot of educational institutions who have ‘management magic mantra’ to guide its students how to manage the things in the best possible way. This is fascinating. And I see students or young professionals craving to chant these ‘mantras’ in ‘management mandirs’.

But recently observed that there is a government body which can be blamed  as the ‘BAAP’ of all B-schools. It is planning commission of India. It has the power to make the people realize that everything is possible. So they did by declaring this Rs 25 figure. Has it some magical theory and formulas which give such an efficient result? Unlike management mantras, perhaps planning commission has some principles, concepts and guidelines which are as far from reality as its recently announced BPL definition from the ground reality of poverty and dearness. This line has come so down that one has no option except to crawl beneath it. If someone takes risk to stand straight under this line he will sure stuck and may get some physical damage. Only ‘Zero’ can rests comfortably under this BPL ceiling because of its value and shape. Void and round. And so has no problem in crawling. I feel that they (planning and commission) have some hidden motto which can be surmised from their manipulated BPL figure as -‘we envisage the ‘impossible’ and give it to the nation as her hard core reality. And her dreams are presumably impossible to achieve.’

 Why I am relating these two in hierarchical order is because planning and management can be considered the two sides of the same coin. One, having the experience of over six decades in the field of planning, can be assumed as having best expertise in the same.  Not over the petty issues but the most important issue of country’s growth which reflects the economy growth of the nation. And the other is expert in theories dealing with how to manage the things to bring to plausible dreams into reality within the viable constraint of money, time and work scope. But here all management mantras fail when it comes to manage one’s life in just Rs 25 in the season of costliness where a cheapest apple costs Rs 20. Now poor has left with only two options. Either starve or retreat to the time of their ancestors-apes and monkeys- a life with freedom, life of all time survival. And as the first option seems unjustifiable in the advanced world of 3G-3D and rather abusive to the vanity of civilized society, so left is the second. Path of retreat can be followed in the name of scientific experiment and one’s own choice and live a historically and scientifically proved all time survival life. And then who needs government’s Ration Card.