My interaction with Religion and God…

 

Nopes... It isnt a temple of any God... Just a picture from my album at Picasa...

Continuing on last thread and Inspired from a write-up that my friend Prashant Murarka shared with me few days back…

 

All of us some time or other have had some interactions with these words… God, Religion, caste, etc. Trying to share a few of my major interactions from since childhood…

 

—Religion for me started when I was told by my Parents that I was a Jain as I was born in a Jain family… Maybe my rational thoughts even as a child did not make me feel that I should follow Jainism as I was Jain by birth… It was not like my parents were forcing me to follow Jainism… They were in fact very liberal and always said, ‘follow if you feel it is right’… But I guess the whole environment, big joint family, close society, etc. were embossing on me that Jainism was a obvious choice when I was to still understand for myself what is a Religion?, what is Jainism?, Why Religion? Why God? before I started accepting things…

 

—Most of my childhood days I spent at my home town village Vaduj. My Grandma used to offer 24 mangoes to God, before anyone in the house could start relishing the mango season… I still remember those mangoes… Bigger, better quality and TWENTY FOUR of them were offered to God and what we all 4-5 grand children got was one mango in the morning and one in the evening… When God never ate any of those 24 best ‘chosen’ mangoes and I always felt that it is unfair on me and my cousins; when I used to think that I alone could have taken all those 24 at the same time in my small tummy… 🙂

 

HARD work OR JUST a TODO list???

Even if does not be a good blog entry, maybe I now have a answer to my friends sms that he sent me 26th Sept 2006… too late to reply him, but better late than never…

“””One of my friends sent me a sms that read-
“Sometimes the road traveled turns out to be more beautiful than the destination reached. Enjoy leading your life no matter what it turns out to be.”

(to be continued…)

Continuing… after almost 2 yrs…

This was meant to highlight me ‘working HARD’ and not enjoying my life as it came; and he enjoying his life without thinking of the future… And I was not able to explain him that this was the most important phase of his life, and he should ‘work HARD’ here… If he failed here, things would get beyond correction and he would have see the effects the whole life… And today after almost 2 yrs. after this sms unfortunately for my friend this has come out to be true… 😦

OK, now let me get back to the topic… ‘TODO list’ OR ‘HARD work’…

My first Salary…

Today I received a bonus and thoughts ran down back to my 1st salary… Hummm… Everyone knows what the 1st salary means for an individual… It also meant so much for me… So many things keep on rolling in your mind as you see the money deposited in your account… Pulling out a mail from my Patni .pst that I wrote to a friend when he got his 1st salary in Aug 2006. It reflects my feelings when I got my 1st salary… It also has reflections of my recent past when I wrote this mail…

Sharing it with you-

“My memory of 1st salary… 9,849… everyone in my batch of 40 people who joined Patni Computer Systems Ltd. with me were enjoying… (In their own ways)… I was dormant… cool, unmoved…

My first job

2nd November… After a job-hunt for almost 5 months, this is the day I stated my career… My 1st job… SEED infotech as Consultant… Salary Rs 3500/month… My 1st session- Prepared for 4-5 days, 3-4 mock rehearsals, 6 hrs of content… Session started we introduced each other… All the class was experienced, at least 2 yrs… and I was a fresher with ZERO experience teaching them .NET!!! still remember and can feel the heart beats; and taking sips of water frequently to keep watering my dry throat… Could not complete the 2 hr session… Though I was successful in not letting anyone guess that I was a fresher; I got to know what it takes to earn…Its been a journey with lot of un-expressible experiences; both in career and personal life… many 1st’s… many last’s… Today I truly feel the value of this small write-up that I wrote some months back… Sharing it…

The start…

How do I start??? thinking… thinking… thinking from a few days… or maybe months! A better question would be from where to start… Lets start from the beginning… Yes, it will make this write-up a LOT bigger, but then please bear it with me… You are just reading, I am writing… 😉 or rather, its not just written, its lived…So, the story starts from 1st year Engineering… Vidya Pratishthan’s College of Engineering, Staff Quarters, Baramati. Wait a minute… Why am I writing this? Lets me first try to answer this… I am writing this because, because… I want to see how have I been with people around me… What has been the reason why I miss some people that mean so much to me… And at the same time I am close to some people who equally mean so much for me… I want to find an answer to this… Though I believe that all my actions have had a decent rationale; I just want to re-consider everything… Try to see the things from a consolidated view point…

Ok so lets start the story again, yes from Staff Quarters… I entered into a world of lot of alien people with whom I had to spend 4 years! I was a reserved, excessively introvert, shy guy with a lot of inferiority complex. I didn’t knew how to talk to people, make friends, at least even mix up. Beyond that I had different eating habits, could not sleep with mosquitoes, but at the same time could not sleep with the fan on!

I used to spend most time in college and used to wonder what to do after college… I used to go to terrace stare at the stars to spend my time… I used to feel shy to ask someone to accompany me to canteen and used to miss breakfast because I used to feel awkward to go to Canteen all alone…

I had dreams… But had them just for the sake of having them… Never felt that I should have live the dreams… live life… live dreams! than just; than just have them… Never felt that I should try and bring dreams to reality… Actually didn’t knew that dreams can come to reality if one tries… Or didn’t knew there is something called dreams and reality… “Swapneel- swapsshah in dreams!” That’s what my name means -A person who lives in dreams…

Swapneel*