Secularism... happens only in India....

" India- a land of rich and varied heritage".

It happens only in India that a muslim president, a sikh prime minister, a roman catholic woman as the chief leader of the ruling party, function in peaceful co-existence to form a stable government, along with a 'devout' hindu in the middle to add a little excitement now and then, while a large part of the population tend to beat each other up in the name of religion at the drop of a hat.

13 Things Einstien and I agree about Life

1. Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.

2. Only a life lived for others is a life worth while.

3. If a cluttered desk signs a cluttered mind, Of what, then, is an empty desk a sign?

4. If A is success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z. Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut.

5. Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex ... it takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction.

6. Never underestimate your own ignorance.

7. The tragedy of life is what dies in the hearts and souls of people while they live.

8. There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is.

9. Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

10. Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.

11. When you look at yourself from a universal standpoint, something inside always reminds or informs you that there are bigger and better things to worry about.

12. If my theory of relativity proves to be correct, Germany will claim me a German, and France will claim me a citizen of the world. However, if it proves wrong, France will say I'm a German, and Germany will say that I'm a jew.

13. Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.

Angel in Disguise

No wings soaring towards the horizon,
No divine light to dazzle the eyes,
No music to lurch the soul,
No halo of high Extacy.

Just a pair of working hands,
Strong shoulders to cry upon,
A large heart with a steady beat,
A sharp mind and treasure memories.

This is to a lady not divine,
But my angel in diguise,
My angel who watches over me,
CLeared the path, removed so many many thorns.

She watched me as I grew,
Watched me take my first steps,
Encouraged my first words,
And thaught me my first songs.

Cheered as I cheered, if not louder,
Laughed at my corny jokes.
And yet kept a wary eye,
As I began to explore the road called Life.

There were times I stumbled,
And she banished away my tears,
Comforted me when they wouldnt stop,
Supported me, when I couldn't be comforted.

She moulded me into a person I dreamt of bieng,
Standing up for all that is good and right,
Pusing me into the lime light,
Standing outside its periphery, glowing.

Flowers may not blossom at her footsteps,
Birds may not burst into song,
Men may not shiver at the mention of her name,
Reverend Scholars may not bow as she passes,

But who really cares for all that nonsense?
What really matter is that,
We all who know you love you,
So here is to you Mom,
our angel is disguise.