concepts of happiness :-
As according to me many of thinks pleasure and happiness are the different side of a coin … I agree some of extent… but still thinks there is much difference between them… Pleasure in the life gain even the without having happiness in life. As Our senses feel the pleasure but they cannot lead us to happiness. Pleasure is external, while happiness is internal.
According to me every person on earth wants a happy life. But most of them in their real life is not happy. ,and up to some extent we only responsible of our own unhappiness. There are few things which, in my opinion, make our life happy. The first is health. I hear people saying. “When wealth is lost, nothing is lost, when health is lost, something is lost.” The loss of health makes us unhappy. The last words of one of the richest men of the world give us the idea of the importance of health. While dying he said. “I shall cheerfully give up my all if I can but enjoy a good meal.” The second important factor of happiness is peace and contentment. We should remain satisfied with what we have. A contented man never feels jealous of the wealth of others. Freedom from worries and anxieties leads us to happiness. A beggar living on alms he gets is happier than a rich man who rolls in wealth. Satisfaction is life and dissatisfaction is death. Social service is a third factor of happiness. In order to be happy we must have a spirit of social service. The strong should help the weak, and the rich should help the poor. All great men found peace and happiness in the social work. The religious and the pious life is the fourth factor of happiness. It gives us peace and happiness. Religion is the matter of heart and not of sense. A happy man is he who surrenders himself to God. Last but not the least is some noble work which gives us happiness. We should spend leisure hours in reading good books. We should develop tasts for artistic things like painting and music. These things will create atmosphere for true happiness.
Over all i can say BE HAPPY !! Hamesha Mast raho....!!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
my school days
Every person has a unique experience and a story to tell about his school life and first day in school, and for that matter, passage through their student life. My story goes something like this. The first day I went to school was `D' day for me.
School life started when I joined the st. Marys convent school, when I was only 4 years old. For me, the school meant play, play, and more play. Instead of sitting in the classroom and learning something, I used to draw irrelevant things on my desks and my text books too…After a yr passed and I was in U.K.G. when we shifted to a shed class situated at an old building. In class I was scared of Shivajee mdm one of my subject teachers because she used to beat us very often. I was so scared and didn't want to go to school anymore. Eventually parents forced me to go school very strictly.
All these years of my school life, I have made many friends and they have helped me a lot in my academics. Many a time I used to fight with my friends. But, then I think that everything is fair in friendship. In my school life I am gifted with excellent class teachers and subject teachers. Especially my principal sister Scolastica, She was very soft spoken and kind hearted lady, she knew how to manage students very nicely. She was very careing and whole of us used to praise her like a god.still I missed her so much.My class mates always help me to cope with my notes whenever I was absent or fell ill. When I was in class six, I was just average in my academics as well as not much in extra curricular activities as I was too shying in nature. Then I put my feet on the 7th step of learning.
Growing and learning had been a great fun. Every year we were taken to different places on our school picnics. I was never able to go on to these excursion tours but I enjoyed every word of the stories told by my friends. When I was in class eight I used to go school by bicycle.. at that times having own bicycle was known to b great thing.Usally I became to late to reach home after my class times .. I liked to roam here and there especially in parks with my class mates….some times playing crickets , as I was very fond of cricket My friends and I played cricket in the school campus after the school got over. At the same time we all used to get lots of scolding from our principal.
Every Saturday we used to have our P.T. drill and frankly speaking, nobody in my class, even me, had ever liked this. As I reached class nine I realised that I should concentrate on my studies as the next year I was going to write my Board exams. And just after two yrs after passing twelth class my school life ended.whenever I recollect all these incidents of school life. I feel very happy and I think in everybody's school life there are many ups and downs that mould one's life. School is a place where all of us learn to care and share. "School" is just not a place, but it is a large dome made up of discipline, knowledge, love and affection. I think in everybody's success, school plays a key role.I'll always remember the good events and laugh, and the hard ones will only give me the strength, power and make me prepared for every hard thing I may face in the future
I can describe my school in "Three S's, they are: Small, Sweet and Simple। My school was the best, is the best and will be the best...!!
अर्ज़ हैं ....
याद आते हैं वो स्कूल के दिन ,
ना जाते थे स्कूल दोस्तों के बिन,
कैसी वो दोस्ती थी ,कैसा था वो प्यार ,
एक दिन जुदाई से डरते थे जब आता था शनिवार ,
चलते चलते पत्थरों मैं मारते थे ठोकर ,
कभी हसते गाते तो कभी चलते थे रोकर ,
कन्धों मैं बेगलिए हाथ मैं बोटेल पानी ,
किसे पता था बचपन की दोस्ती बिचड़ा देगी जवानी ,
याद आते हैं वो स्याही से रंगे हाथ,
क्या दिन थे वो जब करते थे हम लंच साथ ,
छुट्टी की घंटी सुनते ही वो क्लास से भाग केर आना ,
फिर हस्ते हस्ते से मिल जाना ,
काश वो दोस्त आज भी मिल जाते ,
दिन मैं फिर से बचपन के फूल खिल जाते ,
संजय...
School life started when I joined the st. Marys convent school, when I was only 4 years old. For me, the school meant play, play, and more play. Instead of sitting in the classroom and learning something, I used to draw irrelevant things on my desks and my text books too…After a yr passed and I was in U.K.G. when we shifted to a shed class situated at an old building. In class I was scared of Shivajee mdm one of my subject teachers because she used to beat us very often. I was so scared and didn't want to go to school anymore. Eventually parents forced me to go school very strictly.
All these years of my school life, I have made many friends and they have helped me a lot in my academics. Many a time I used to fight with my friends. But, then I think that everything is fair in friendship. In my school life I am gifted with excellent class teachers and subject teachers. Especially my principal sister Scolastica, She was very soft spoken and kind hearted lady, she knew how to manage students very nicely. She was very careing and whole of us used to praise her like a god.still I missed her so much.My class mates always help me to cope with my notes whenever I was absent or fell ill. When I was in class six, I was just average in my academics as well as not much in extra curricular activities as I was too shying in nature. Then I put my feet on the 7th step of learning.
Growing and learning had been a great fun. Every year we were taken to different places on our school picnics. I was never able to go on to these excursion tours but I enjoyed every word of the stories told by my friends. When I was in class eight I used to go school by bicycle.. at that times having own bicycle was known to b great thing.Usally I became to late to reach home after my class times .. I liked to roam here and there especially in parks with my class mates….some times playing crickets , as I was very fond of cricket My friends and I played cricket in the school campus after the school got over. At the same time we all used to get lots of scolding from our principal.
Every Saturday we used to have our P.T. drill and frankly speaking, nobody in my class, even me, had ever liked this. As I reached class nine I realised that I should concentrate on my studies as the next year I was going to write my Board exams. And just after two yrs after passing twelth class my school life ended.whenever I recollect all these incidents of school life. I feel very happy and I think in everybody's school life there are many ups and downs that mould one's life. School is a place where all of us learn to care and share. "School" is just not a place, but it is a large dome made up of discipline, knowledge, love and affection. I think in everybody's success, school plays a key role.I'll always remember the good events and laugh, and the hard ones will only give me the strength, power and make me prepared for every hard thing I may face in the future
I can describe my school in "Three S's, they are: Small, Sweet and Simple। My school was the best, is the best and will be the best...!!
अर्ज़ हैं ....
याद आते हैं वो स्कूल के दिन ,
ना जाते थे स्कूल दोस्तों के बिन,
कैसी वो दोस्ती थी ,कैसा था वो प्यार ,
एक दिन जुदाई से डरते थे जब आता था शनिवार ,
चलते चलते पत्थरों मैं मारते थे ठोकर ,
कभी हसते गाते तो कभी चलते थे रोकर ,
कन्धों मैं बेगलिए हाथ मैं बोटेल पानी ,
किसे पता था बचपन की दोस्ती बिचड़ा देगी जवानी ,
याद आते हैं वो स्याही से रंगे हाथ,
क्या दिन थे वो जब करते थे हम लंच साथ ,
छुट्टी की घंटी सुनते ही वो क्लास से भाग केर आना ,
फिर हस्ते हस्ते से मिल जाना ,
काश वो दोस्त आज भी मिल जाते ,
दिन मैं फिर से बचपन के फूल खिल जाते ,
संजय...
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Dear friends ,
As I am dealing with terminating ill patiens since last 15 yrs. Though their terminal illness up to their deaths, I observed many things about there fealing regarding their life and deaths. They have many needs that are basically the same as those of other patients: spiritual, psychological, cultural, economic, and physical. What differs in these patients may be best expressed as the urgency to resolve the majority of these needs within a limited time frame. Death comes to everyone in different ways and at different times. For some patients, death is sudden following an acute illness. For others, death follows a lengthy illness. Death in chronic illness especaily with end stage reanl ds not only affects the individual patient; it also affects family and friends, staff, and even other patients some times it affects treating physican too. Because of this, it is essential that all healthcare providers understand the process of dying and its possible effects on people. Individual’s Perspective on Death Patient,s view death from their individual and cultural value perspectives. Many patient find the courage and strength to face death through their religious beliefs. These patients and their families often seek support from representatives of their religious faith. In many cases, patients who previously could not identify with a religious belief or the concept of a Supreme Being may indicate (verbally or nonverbally) a desire to speak with a spiritual representative. There will also be patients who, through the whole dying experience, will neither desire nor need spiritual support and assistance. In all these cases, it is the responsibility of the Physican to be attentive and perceptive to the patient’s needs and to provide whatever support personnel the patient may require. Cultural Influences An individual’s cultural system influences behavior patterns. When we speak of cultural systems, we refer to certain norms, values, and action patterns of specific groups of people to various aspects of life. Dying is an aspect of life, and it is often referred to as the final crisis of living. In all of our actions, culturally approved roles frequently encourage specific behavior responses. I observe that patients on end stage illness faces five stages of death, denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. The first stage, denial, is one of nonacceptance. “No, it can’t be me! There must be a mistake!” It is not only important for the doctor to recognize the denial stage with its behavior responses, but also to realize that some people maintain denial up to the point of impending death. The next stage is anger. This is a period of hostility and questioning: “Why me?” The third stage is bargaining. At this point, people revert to a culturally reinforced concept that good behavior is rewarded. Patients are often heard stating, “I’d do anything if I could just turn this thing around.” Once patients realize that bargaining is futile, they quickly enter into the stage of depression. In addition to grieving because of their personal loss, it is at this point that patients become concerned about their family and “putting affairs in order.” The final stage comes when the patient finally accepts death and is prepared for it. It is usually at this time that the patient’s family requires more support than the patient. It is important to remember that one or more stages may be skipped, and that the last stage may never be reached. Support for the Dying Despite the fact that we all realize our mortality, there is no easy way to discuss death. To the strong and healthy, death is a frightening thought. The fact that sooner or later everyone dies does not make death easier. There are no procedure books that tell healthcare providers “how to do” death. The “how to” will only come from the individual doctor who understands that patients are people, and that, more than any other time in life, the dying patient needs to be treated as an individual person.
As I am dealing with terminating ill patiens since last 15 yrs. Though their terminal illness up to their deaths, I observed many things about there fealing regarding their life and deaths. They have many needs that are basically the same as those of other patients: spiritual, psychological, cultural, economic, and physical. What differs in these patients may be best expressed as the urgency to resolve the majority of these needs within a limited time frame. Death comes to everyone in different ways and at different times. For some patients, death is sudden following an acute illness. For others, death follows a lengthy illness. Death in chronic illness especaily with end stage reanl ds not only affects the individual patient; it also affects family and friends, staff, and even other patients some times it affects treating physican too. Because of this, it is essential that all healthcare providers understand the process of dying and its possible effects on people. Individual’s Perspective on Death Patient,s view death from their individual and cultural value perspectives. Many patient find the courage and strength to face death through their religious beliefs. These patients and their families often seek support from representatives of their religious faith. In many cases, patients who previously could not identify with a religious belief or the concept of a Supreme Being may indicate (verbally or nonverbally) a desire to speak with a spiritual representative. There will also be patients who, through the whole dying experience, will neither desire nor need spiritual support and assistance. In all these cases, it is the responsibility of the Physican to be attentive and perceptive to the patient’s needs and to provide whatever support personnel the patient may require. Cultural Influences An individual’s cultural system influences behavior patterns. When we speak of cultural systems, we refer to certain norms, values, and action patterns of specific groups of people to various aspects of life. Dying is an aspect of life, and it is often referred to as the final crisis of living. In all of our actions, culturally approved roles frequently encourage specific behavior responses. I observe that patients on end stage illness faces five stages of death, denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. The first stage, denial, is one of nonacceptance. “No, it can’t be me! There must be a mistake!” It is not only important for the doctor to recognize the denial stage with its behavior responses, but also to realize that some people maintain denial up to the point of impending death. The next stage is anger. This is a period of hostility and questioning: “Why me?” The third stage is bargaining. At this point, people revert to a culturally reinforced concept that good behavior is rewarded. Patients are often heard stating, “I’d do anything if I could just turn this thing around.” Once patients realize that bargaining is futile, they quickly enter into the stage of depression. In addition to grieving because of their personal loss, it is at this point that patients become concerned about their family and “putting affairs in order.” The final stage comes when the patient finally accepts death and is prepared for it. It is usually at this time that the patient’s family requires more support than the patient. It is important to remember that one or more stages may be skipped, and that the last stage may never be reached. Support for the Dying Despite the fact that we all realize our mortality, there is no easy way to discuss death. To the strong and healthy, death is a frightening thought. The fact that sooner or later everyone dies does not make death easier. There are no procedure books that tell healthcare providers “how to do” death. The “how to” will only come from the individual doctor who understands that patients are people, and that, more than any other time in life, the dying patient needs to be treated as an individual person.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
About my Blog
Dear Friends
,बचपन से ख्वाबों में जीता आया हूँ, ख्वाब देखना मुझे बहुत अच्छा लगता है... हाँ! कई बार जब ये टूटे तो तकलीफ तो हुयी, पर मैं नहीं टूटा... जब-जब ये ख्वाब टूटे मैंने इन्हे शब्दों में ढालने की कोशिश की... बस इन्हीं टूटते ख्वाबों ने लिखना सिखा दिया...
बातें जो दिल से निकलीं ...पर ज़ुबां तक न पहुंची ...बस बीच में ही कहीं कलम से होती हुयी पन्नों पर अटक गयीं... यही कुछ है इन अनकही बातों में...
Today I was browsing the Internet for information on some additional means of promoting my website apart from online promotion which I have been doing। I then came across Web Windows and found blogging is the best way to express my ideas and posting good articles.
After reading many articles on net , I started to think a little about how I’ve been writing my posts, both on this site and my Livejournal account I write for my family and friends . Here on this site, I’ve more or less tried to keep them brief and to the point, because writing too much its gets difficult sometimes for me to keep coherent and people don’t always have time to read ridiculously long posts/rants. However, if I at some point I really am into what I was writing, the above would be mute, however, my strategy of writing would change somewhat. Through this blog I am attempting to write about thoughts and experiances about the life. This is something I’m not doing on my other blog, I realized however, but I feel that since I’m writing for my family and friends, I’d want to make it a story, not information sharing. The other thing the articles mention is linking to other sites so readers can follow up the blog post with additional information that is relevant. Since I’m still relatively new to blogging, this idea was something I had to get used to doing and remembering to do so. I think however that I’ve gotten a handle on it and am getting better at it; it changed my LiveJournal blog in that now I can link to the pictures that relate to the story that I’ve been telling people about which makes then make the stories more lively. I feelthat it will also help me accomplish my goals this semester with this site, which for the most part are to report what I am learning in class, report on things as I walk around, and any other random things I want to talk about. This will allow me to organize my thoughts so to more easily convey my ideas and messages to my near and dear ones…and specially those with whom I am not in contact now….though, their absence admires me and boost me lot to write this blog. And thinking I must do some more of right now so I’ll be back later with my thoughts. Happy Blogging! in the end i can say.......
dosti me doston se kakabhi judai nahi hoti,
dosti me dost ko kabhi ruswayi nahi milti,
zindagi me jeene ka maksad doston ke saath se bina shuru nahi hoti,
dosti ek anjaam hai aisa aghaaz dosti hai,
doston ki duaen dosti me hamesha kubool hoti hai,
dosti ek shaam hia aisi jo kabji dooba nahi karti,
dosti ek din hai aisa jiski subah hamesha rahti hai.
,बचपन से ख्वाबों में जीता आया हूँ, ख्वाब देखना मुझे बहुत अच्छा लगता है... हाँ! कई बार जब ये टूटे तो तकलीफ तो हुयी, पर मैं नहीं टूटा... जब-जब ये ख्वाब टूटे मैंने इन्हे शब्दों में ढालने की कोशिश की... बस इन्हीं टूटते ख्वाबों ने लिखना सिखा दिया...
बातें जो दिल से निकलीं ...पर ज़ुबां तक न पहुंची ...बस बीच में ही कहीं कलम से होती हुयी पन्नों पर अटक गयीं... यही कुछ है इन अनकही बातों में...
Today I was browsing the Internet for information on some additional means of promoting my website apart from online promotion which I have been doing। I then came across Web Windows and found blogging is the best way to express my ideas and posting good articles.
ज़िन्दगी में कुछ लम्हे हाइपर्लिंक्ड से होते है....बस एक जरा सी क्लिक के साथ एक नया सफ्हा खुल जाता है.................और कभी कभी लिक नहीं भी खुलता, और पेज नाट फाउन्ड का बोर्ड आ जाता है.......बार-बार क्लिक करने पर भी कुछ याद नहीं आता.......पता नहीं क्या लिखना था और क्या लिख रहे हैं,फिर कभी.......
After reading many articles on net , I started to think a little about how I’ve been writing my posts, both on this site and my Livejournal account I write for my family and friends . Here on this site, I’ve more or less tried to keep them brief and to the point, because writing too much its gets difficult sometimes for me to keep coherent and people don’t always have time to read ridiculously long posts/rants. However, if I at some point I really am into what I was writing, the above would be mute, however, my strategy of writing would change somewhat. Through this blog I am attempting to write about thoughts and experiances about the life. This is something I’m not doing on my other blog, I realized however, but I feel that since I’m writing for my family and friends, I’d want to make it a story, not information sharing. The other thing the articles mention is linking to other sites so readers can follow up the blog post with additional information that is relevant. Since I’m still relatively new to blogging, this idea was something I had to get used to doing and remembering to do so. I think however that I’ve gotten a handle on it and am getting better at it; it changed my LiveJournal blog in that now I can link to the pictures that relate to the story that I’ve been telling people about which makes then make the stories more lively. I feelthat it will also help me accomplish my goals this semester with this site, which for the most part are to report what I am learning in class, report on things as I walk around, and any other random things I want to talk about. This will allow me to organize my thoughts so to more easily convey my ideas and messages to my near and dear ones…and specially those with whom I am not in contact now….though, their absence admires me and boost me lot to write this blog. And thinking I must do some more of right now so I’ll be back later with my thoughts. Happy Blogging! in the end i can say.......
dosti me doston se kakabhi judai nahi hoti,
dosti me dost ko kabhi ruswayi nahi milti,
zindagi me jeene ka maksad doston ke saath se bina shuru nahi hoti,
dosti ek anjaam hai aisa aghaaz dosti hai,
doston ki duaen dosti me hamesha kubool hoti hai,
dosti ek shaam hia aisi jo kabji dooba nahi karti,
dosti ek din hai aisa jiski subah hamesha rahti hai.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Creating my blog
Dear friends,
Today i m creating my blog, Hope u will add comments on what ever i will publish.
Thanking you,
Dr Sanjay
Today i m creating my blog, Hope u will add comments on what ever i will publish.
Thanking you,
Dr Sanjay
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