A good quote.

Beauty is the wisdom of women. Wisdom is the beauty of men. -Chinese Prverb.

Bugti.

Nawab Bugti, tribal leader of Pakistan is killed in a ariel raid. India condemns killing terming it as loss to baluchisthan and pakistan.
Why do we care? We talk of regional aspirations in Pakistan. Right, what about regional aspirations in India.
We have too many domestic issues to deal with. Let's stop irritating neighbours and in turn get irritated. We have too much blood on our hands to call somebody else a murderer.

A nice Article. About a Mathematicia who refused Field's medal.

http://www.newyorker.com/fact/content/articles/060828fa_fact2

The article is about a guy who refused $1 million worth prize for his work. The article is like a nice book. It was so, atleast for me. One line I liked in particular.

"Perelman balked. “If they know my work, they don’t need my C.V.,” he said. “If they need my C.V., they don’t know my work.”"

I decided to refuse $1 million for my work. Pls note, I didn't say I will refuse all millions. Only $1 million. :)

Swimming Session.

I asked my lazy son to join for a swimming session. He instantly did. Almost 7 ft water. Here he was jumping, diving, swimming fowards, backstroke, underwater...And his father is scared. He curses all those responsible for water level above 5 ft. Son keeps asking "why are you not swimming?". Dad risks his life. He swims. He survived to tell the tale.

Name

Exchange between my errant son and his mom.

Mom: I will change my name if I am not going to send you to school tomorrow.
Son: What's new name going to be?

He is a 3 yr old trapped in 4 yr old body. :)

Something to blog about. Brag about.

My son's first accident. 2 adults, 2 kids in an auto (rickshaw). A vehicle trying to overtake and turn left (a wrong thing to do in rght hand driving countries). Auto trying to brake. Not effective, turning left. Still not enough. Kiss of vehicles, over turned auto. Crying kids, angry dads. Bang the offender, go home with bruises.
Feel happy that, nothing went seriously wrong. :)

If it's still no clear, I too was there.
The next day, 2 near misses. Should be more careful. Somebody is trying to get ride of me. :)

Not in mood.

Not in a mood to blog. Atleast was not in a mood. Things are better now. So probably may restart soon.

One after Another.

Talking about issues that are not in my control but need to face. :) I am ready. :)

My next book.

Chasing Daylight.

Amazon.com
As CEO at accounting giant KPMG, Eugene O'Kelly was so immersed in his job that over the course of a decade, he managed to have lunch with his wife on weekdays just twice. His travel schedule was set 18 months out. Once, he was so obsessed with impressing a potential client that he tracked down the man's travel schedule, booked the seat next to him on a flight, schmoozed the guy all the way to Australia, landed the account, and flew immediately back to Manhattan. His Type-A ways vanished when, at age 53, a top neurosurgeon in New York told him he had late- stage brain cancer. "His eyes told me I would die soon. It was late spring. I had seen my last autumn in New York." [p.7]

There are no TV-movie-style miracle treatments or extensions of his life expectancy; he's told he has maybe 3 months, and he doesn't spend any energy hoping for a cure. True to his CEO style, he creates goals for himself, lists of friends to visit for the last time; he meditates; he tries to create as many "Perfect Moments" that he can, during dinner or phone conversations with friends, and realized how few rare those moments of connection and joy were in his "previous life."[p116] "Chasing Daylight" is as much a self-criticism of his job-before- family ways as it is a meditation on time and a transition to a tranquil, spiritual state utterly foreign to him as a CEO. O'Kelly's absolutely more fulfilled by the soul work that he finishes in 100 days, compared to his 30 years of corporate promotions and accolades, and he utterly convinces readers to ponder their own situation, whether "in the gloaming" of life as he was or not.--Erica Jorgensen

From Publishers Weekly
O'Kelly, the former CEO and chairman of accounting juggernaut KPMG who was diagnosed with brain cancer at 53, writes about his "forthcoming death" as one would expect an accountant to: methodically. He charts his downward spiral, from symptoms to diagnosis to the process of dying in this poignant and posthumously published book. (O'Kelly died in September 2005.) O'Kelly's narrative recounts the steps he took to simplify his life-how he learned, for instance, "to be in the present moment, how to live there at least for snippets of time"-and the final experiences he shared with close friends and family. But his story falters on several occasions. O'Kelly provides few substantial details regarding his long career with KPMG; what information he does offer, and his wishes for the firm's continued success, read like portions of a company newsletter. He also refers constantly to his "wife of 27 years, Corinne, the girl of my dreams," but he fails to give readers a sense of her spirit and personality. (She wrote the final chapter, which takes place largely in the hospital as O'Kelly refuses food and water, eventually dying of an embolism.) Nor do readers learn much of O'Kelly's 14-year-old daughter, other than she's bright and he loves her. Though less than perfect, O'Kelly's examination of the life he lived and the opportunities he missed while climbing the corporate ladder will resonate with readers in "foot to the pedal" careers.

Lack of Upates.

Have been travelling. Have been busy. Have been shopping. But not everything is fine. Just normal ups and downs. Just that downs look a bit more deep at times. :)
But as always, life is fine, I am more fine.