First salary

Date: 25-10-2014

From the day I got the news that I will be paid during my training period, I was super happy. I started planning like I am gonna have millions of bucks to handle. The feeling was awesome. where to spend, do I want to save or not, do I want to spend it on people or on myself...etc. and then I came to know that I will get two months’ salary together but will be given next month. So I was like, OK so wait till next month !!

The remaining days passed and the day finally came. 'I GOT MY FIRST SALARY' on the 1^st of October 2014...yeeiiii!!! I felt beyond awesome I could see payment of my work in my palms and those crisp notes made my whole month. I again planned every little bit of detail of spending two months’ salary.

so just today eve, after spending whole month thinking what to do with my money I went out for the first shopping to be happening from MY SALARY...hehehe !!

I was like 'STOP ME IF YOU CAN !!' ha ha hah haa....I had decided that I will spend my every penny on my pleasure. Now today eve, I have bought myself two pairs of shoes. one is jogging shoes and one are vans...and let me tell you they are pretty awesome.

I have started from toe and now I have long way to go up to my tip of my head. But in order to do that I need raise in my salary. But of course no one is giving me raise just after two months of Training...LOL !! So I am gonna hunt for other opportunities to get myself a awesome treat every month.

Why Me?

Now when I thought where to spend money I had reasons to choose myself above all the people and above all the things i would have done.

Reason No 1

Until now I have spend my life on others happiness and being selfless. Whenever it comes to make others happy, I jumped to the front line for volunteering of selfless service to others.

huh!! I feel so spent. And the best part is people started expecting more of selflessness from me. So now is the time to be selfless to myself and make myself happy for the first time in my life. B)

Reason No 2

I have always got my things from others. Sometimes it’s papa, sometimes it’s Didi sometimes it’s mom, sometimes it’s friends or relatives. Whenever I wanted something extra (as they say), I never got it without reasoning with them. Every time I want the odds or of something I like I had to reason with them and most of the time I had to compromise.

huh!! I feel I was so poor. And the best part is they started giving me what they believe is good for me. I never got to choose. So now is the time to feel rich and spend MY MONEY on my favourite things which I want to buy without explanations exploitations and most importantly without COMPROMISE. :P

Reason No 3

It’s my duty to make myself happy first before making others. Especially when you don’t have boyfriend or a special person who would be happy to pay for your silly demands.    

I do have family who cares about me and give me what I want but hey, not everything. like I said in reason no 2 I had to compromise sometimes. Of course when you are not happy you make others unhappy too. I think it’s my duty to make ME happy first, and then I can think of others. I had never been self aware before. So In process of making everyone glad I forgot to be the one.

Huh!! I feel so pitiful. So now having realised my duty towards me, it’s time to make MYSELF A HAPPY PERSON before I loose all of myself into others’ gladness. B)

Reason No 4

For the sake of pure satisfaction of cherishing myself with my own money. :D

Reason No 5

After spending, I will know what to do with my next salary : P

Aha!! It felt so so soooo good to see myself happy on total expense of my own willingness of spending my first moth salary on ME!!

Act of Duty

Every day I take my dog for a walk. Today I saw a very heartwarming act of duty in my colony. He was not only doing his job but did something for us (residents of colony).

The man is rickshaw driver and he take kids to school every day from our colony and he drives with concern not to hurt or tremble any kids while driving. Many drivers usually do not follow such concerns while driving kids to school.  As usual, today I saw him taking those kids with same concern to the school but he also did something very unusual. He stopped at our colony entrance which is totally wracked and nobody gives damn about it but he did. There are pips laid at the entrance which you have to cross over every day when you enter the colony.  The problem we face every day is that there is gap between pipes’ end and road’s start which has developed over few months and that gap is increasing day by day giving tweak every time to the passing vehicles and you feel really shaken after passing it. so today that rickshaw driver who had no personal interest in colony service or no relation to any of us though stopped his rickshaw at the entrance stepped out and took some stones laying by the roadside and put them in the gap in order to stop the irritating tweaking to the kids sitting in rickshaw.

This is a very eye opening sight for me. If that uncle who is 20-30 years older than me and can do his duty so well, I shouldn't be crying all the time that my office is not fair to me so I won’t work more then I am asked for. He is really a good example of our society for doing his duty without any hesitation and removing unlikely hurdles from our path which I think a step towards humanity. He didn't do it for only those kids but for us too. Now we will have little comfortable pass every time we enter. I feel bad that I see that gap every day and abuse the maintenance people at our colony but never thought that I could have taken few steps by myself too. This event reminds me of Sardar Patel who did something like this in his childhood. He used to walk from his home to his school which is 6-8 miles away from home. Every day at one spot in his pathway, there is a stone in middle of the way which he used to pass it without giving a thought to it. But one day in hurry he hurt himself by stumbling over that stone. He realized then, that he would have put that stone aside when he saw it at first time and now If he does not put it aside then other my person can also hurt himself as he did. So he took the stone and put it aside.

This short story teaches so many lessons to kids and to us also. so as that rickshaw driver. Both had message to give us. So just think once more about uncle at my colony and Sardar Patel in his early age you will find similarities and will learn few lessons from them. I did. I feel more responsible than before by watching this ACT OF DUTY this morning.

Salute to such INDIANS who take their duty seriously and act accordingly.

Henry Hohauser,The Art Deco Architect

Henry HOHAUSER
Birth Date: 27 May 1895
Death Date: Mar 1963
Social Security Number: 266-32-6394
State or Territory Where Number Was Issued: Florida

Actual Death Residence: New York

Henry hohauser’r philosophy of work :

·         Strong sense of line

·         Illusion of pillars

·         Cubic forms

·         the bold colors and sharp lines of the movement.

      use of jewish architecture and coloure

Henry Hohauser was one of the principal architects of the Miami Beach Art Deco Architectural District. He was born in New York City on May 27, 1895. He attended the Pratt Institute of Technology in Brooklyn, New York. He worked in New York and moved to Miami in 1932. He died in Lawrence, New York on March 31, 1963.  

His famous works :

Architect of     Carlton

Architect of     Essex House

Architect of     Beachcomber

Architect of     Congress  

Architect of     Crescent

Architect of     Cardozo

Over the course of his career, Hohauser designed over 300 buildings throughout south beach in Miami.

Other than the Hotels he had designed many Apartments and avenues of condos style in miami.

This Are some examples of those avenues & apartments:

 

·         Parc Vendome - 736 13th Street(1936)

·         735 Condo - 735 14th Place(1936)

·         The Helene Marie - 1050-56 Jefferson Avenue(1939)

·         Mansfield Park - 1925 Washington Avenue(1949)

·         The Vintage East - 1250 Drexel Avenue(1939)

·         The Aloha - 1457 Meridian Avenue(1937)

·         Michigan Place Condominium - 1600 Michigan Avenue(1936)

·         The Chelsea - 530-50 15th Street(1938)

·         1610 Pennsylvania Avenue(1937)

Cardoza Hotel,Miami

Beach camber Hotel,Miami

Congress Hotel

Essex Hotel

Colony Hotel

Palmer House-Avenue

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     He was the man who created whole south beach impression of Art Deco. 
     for more fine information you can check out this you tube video :
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz97CLYao9E
Other links where you can get detail information about henry's works : 

• http://www.bluffton.edu/~sullivanm/florida/miami/essex/essex.html 
• http://www.retrohomemiami.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=139:henry-hohauser&catid=53:architects&Itemid=99 
• henryhohauser.com/

     

When You Change
change is word that conflict my thoughts every time....
i believe there is two kind of changes-(i) sudden and (ii) gradual...
some minds are trained to take sudden changes and some are for gradual....
i have never liked gradual but somehow both are connected like one comes first and after some time it becomes second one....
i.e. u moved in with some one after having quarrel with your parents that becomes sudden change and after some time your life style changes and that becomes gradual one...it's Filmy example but How Strange !!!

i always feel that i wish i could have done better then this and i try to do better in next level of my life so here my change factor was my thought-my belief....which makes me better than before every time.

sometimes i just hate changes....it spoils many thing,many relations,many things...
but sometime it brings you very good brand new quality in you....which changes your life again ....sudden and gradually.

keep Changing~

My Dream Is Telling Me A Story

Date: August 13, 2010

Its 1:39 am... I am playing cards on computer...Listening music and the song which is playing right now is “tu jaane Na” and suddenly my one strange dream I remember.

DREAM 

Three friends went in a palace which is not in good condition and had some mysterious stories inside the rooms. Palace was dark from inside in day time, too. On the second floor there was a big room for the queen and the room was scary, dark, spooky, and mysterious. It was hard to breathe inside. One of my friend started singing a song of present time and suddenly inside the room, a storm was starting to take place. At that time I was standing at jali which can be seen from the entrance just in front. I felt something weird and in a while storm caught me inside, some strange feel I had and in next moment I found myself in a trendy mughaly queen’s room. It was unbelievable to me. That big Queen Room was looking so alive and new. I couldn’t find my friends around me. I was so scared and shivering. Slowly slowly I became conscious and went outside from the back door of room. Outside there was passage and a staircase which leads to the back side of the palace where some Muslim wanders and some small houses of mughal time built. Strangely no one was in palace or at that time no one was in room that saw me getting down. But the market people behind the palace saw me and I don’t know why but they rush after me madly, shouting.

I started running not knowing where the hell I am going. I run towards front side of palace from road (not in palace) I came in full crowdie market area where more people join the gospel running after me. I continued to run for some time. In next scene I was sitting on the steps of palace.

The palace was not so big like other mughal palaces. It seems like that was built for particular purpose for queen and king to have rest and entertainment. Palace was having a big otla in front side 3-4 steps up then space of 5-6m then the façade of jail. A very artistic mughal jali. A big arch for main opening. First passage which leads to central room, a big hall I think that would be for mujra and hookah gathering place. I don’t remember about first floor but the staircase for upper floors was constructed on most right side of palace. Narrow stair way. It didn’t have lighting. The main central hall can be seen from all the floors it means that hall was of double heighted.

I was sitting on the steps on otla (before the jali). I was not able to understand anything and. There was nothing I could do then whipping my tears by myself. I still remember that the around me was Yellow shades and cold silence was killing me. 3 or 4 fallows were wondering drunk and with red eyes looking at me strangely. After some time I was still on the steps, looking down with blank heart and mind. I only know that which scares me most it has got me badly. Suddenly I felt something which I never felt before, ever. I felt warmth, care and strength at time. I turned around swiftly and saw a person standing in front of me in mughaly dress with typical mughal turban. The existence of him was so strong that somehow I got feeling that this person is going to help me. The feeling was so strong. I wanted to tell him that please feeling so scared, please save me, please save me. But I couldn’t speak a word. I was only looking at him for some time. We suddenly heard crowd again. It was coming from long distance but I knew that it was for me. They don’t want me here. I didn’t understand their language but somehow I got the message. He was telling me something but the word didn’t want to enter my ear. That time I realize that I was wearing a frock of cotton dark yellow with cotton two time wrapped belt. No cover for the feet. He stretched my hand and I stood up and we started running.

By running so far we came on a small bridge and stopped.


I believed that this dream would led me somewhere but still waiting for hint.....
I am not used to write alot or write professionally but i just write what i had in my mind last night while closed eyes...