Rousing Cadence

Sunday Blogging – Rousing Cadence

I am really excited and we are really working hard on the book as we have less the 24 hours before I can send the final copy to my publisher. It is always good to have friends who can help you and I thanks Saru for all her help and support.  We have now closed on 7 Poets across the world and the book would have close to 50 Poems. The Art work for the book is coming from Seema Sharma who very kindly have supported us with few of her artwork.

We have finally decided on the below cover for the book:

We are just 10 -12 days away from the Go LIVE date. The book would be available in all the major websites across the world. 

I would like to thank all the contributors and special thanks to Alka Narula and Saru Singhal for all their help and support.

And yes… you can join us in facebook and connect with us in Twitter.

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Write to us at rousingcadence@gmail.in

Watch this space for more details on the book .

Cheers and Keep Winning,

Shamsud 

Sunday Blogging

I kept thiniking the whole evening what to write on my Sunday Bloggging Page. It took me long before i could put something on paper. Hence as a compensation i am sharing this story with you which was shared with me sometime back in an email. You will see the Sunday Story soon

The little boy



Posted at 6:17 pm in Moral stories

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inShareTweetinShareSally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: “How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?”



The surgeon said, “I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.”


Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”


The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.”


Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.


“Would you like a lock of his hair?” the nurse asked.


Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. “I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.” She went on, “My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”


Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:


“Dear Mom,


I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ “God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.


Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great.


Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?


Cheers and Keep Winning,

BUSINESS AS USUAL

18:00 Hrs

I have made it a habit of taking a 15 minutes break at this hour. My colleague would join me to the Irani Tea Shop behind the office in Malad West. We do have a Canteen in the 5th floor just outside my work floor but we prefer to take a long walk to the Irani Tea Shop which also becomes a temporary getaway from the busy mundane activities in the office. All 3 of us have made it a habit for the last 6 months and I remember there are times when I had postponed client calls at that hour to ensure we do not miss that 15 minutes.

Today we are also joined by a new manager who joined us 3 days back and though he is not happy to leave the AC in this Mumbai Summer he had to walk through the parking lot and than through the garden to the main road where the Tea Shop lies. We take this road because it saves at least 4 minutes which is great considering the break is not more than 15 minutes and at times we stretch by another 5 or 6 minutes. We took our Cups and started our usual discussions on varied topics forgetting the 1st half of the day which would also give us the energy for the next half.

Today is little different; though the crowd is usual there is some restlessness among the shopkeepers and the owner of all the illegal makeshift Dosa, Idli, Sandwich Maker and so one. Being a new addition to the Mumbai Crowd I find it amazing when my colleague informed me that the person in the cycle selling Idli makes more than 2000 Rupee per day; however, he hardly takes home 700-800 after paying to the local police and other expenses. It is hard to believe that a cycle carrying few cylindrical tubes and pots makes so much money when in my place back in Assam; a proper shop in prominent locality struggles to make that much . Few of the shopkeepers who were occupying a major part of the road now vanished behind the permanent shops located in the corner. The team of Panipuri vendors disappeared in 5 minutes and I also saw few of the helpers from the already shut shops providing support and help to the people with bigger stalls and larger utensils. The Tea shop however is permanent and is not involved in any of these activities. We normally stand by the road side to drink our tea and these also give us some freedom to breath in the already packed tea shop. My Colleague informed me that some sort of Police raid is going to happen and hence the commotion. I have been coming to this place for a long time and notice the Police Van everyday. I am not sure why they are doing it today; what prompted them?

Anyway after the clean up job done by the shop owners and their helpers I saw something which I could not have imagined with all those tents and make shit roofs smearing the visibility beyond 30 meters. The road is now broad and the traffic is flowing smoothly. I am not sure of the fate of the makeshift shops from tomorrow and felt bad about the future of the owners and their family. However I also feel that the law should not be taken for granted and if they are facing such problem this is their fault. There is no hubbub today in the street and without the traffic Jam the area looks better and there is less pollution. Millions of litres of Gasoline might has been wasted up due to the traffic Jam created in this part of Malad because few of the haughty shopkeepers thought that they can make better use of the Government.

The Police Van came with more number of cops than usual. There was a huge truck following the Police Van and the driver parked the truck in the parking lot beside the Tea shop which till few minutes back was occupied by more than ten nondescript makeshift stalls and kiosk selling various food items. Few young but strong men got down form the truck and picked up few of the items lying on the road which the owners and helpers could not manage to carry. Pieces of Broken chairs and tables, few utensils, buckets and a large drum which use to store water were among the more prominent things that were stuffed in the waiting truck.

One of the Police man entered something in his log book and they left in 20 minutes. “If they could do this week at least Mumbai would be much cleaner city” I thought.
All three of us are happy today as I told them that going forward we can get my car for the evening tea which would save more time or rather give us more time to enjoy our evening tea and talks. The new manager felt relieved because of my proposal. With the parking lot visible now I somehow imagined my car parked in the area where the huge truck was parked. We went back happy thinking that and also ended up discussing the changing mindset of modern Indian and how corruptions and other such things are coming to the lime light and even the PM is not spared these days.

“We are working in the true spirit and principal of democracy and our children would definitely have a better future” one of the managers said.

“With corruption coming down I think our Income Tax which falls among the highest in the world should be cut down to half as more than half of our income goes to the politicians pocket which get stacked in some Swiss Bank which only the WIKI guys knows” the other grumbled.

We have reached the 5th floor of our building and time to move to our respective cubicle and get busy with our 2nd half of the day. “Business as usual” here.

18:00 Hrs

A new day and a new evening and today will be a better one. We will have more time to spend; less commotion and maybe we will have our tea at my car today as that way we can keep the AC on and enjoy our tea too. I smiled at this thought.

We took the main road leading to the tea shop as the short cut can be taken only on foot. I was finding it difficult to move ahead because of the long traffic jam and the irritating honking was unavoidable and is adding to the affliction.

“Some accident; maybe” one of the managers said casually.
“Yes…possible; there is no other reason for a traffic jam with the vendors out”
“Accidents never happens everyday and today is an exception; we will have better days going ahead” I said.

We waited and have already wasted 10 minutes from our break and have not even moved 10 meters.

After struggling for 10 more minutes and taking the turn to the tea shop I tried moving my car to the parking area beside the coffee shop; but I could not. I have not noticed the vendors who are back and this time occupying more area of the street.

It’s Business as usual in this law fearing land.

From the Class Room of Life!!

Hi Life Anchors,

Apologies, I was dormant for sometime and was not sure of anything that should go to this page. This page is important you know. Important, not because I want you to read my thoughts but because we are here to understand each of the visitors thought and create and map things so that we can manifest all the "To Be's" of Life. Remeber we are the anchor of our Life.
Go back to few years from now when we all were in the age brackets of 4,5,6 etc. What was our expectations from life. I am sure we were more happy. We got up everytime we fell down because we knew that getting up would enable us to walk. And we walked...and still doing so. How about now. Do we always try and get up. NO ! at times we give up because of so many inhibitions we created over the years. Remember the world remains same and our sorroundings. Its our mindset that makes a thing look good or bad. Hence we are required to learn. Yes we are required to increase our NETWORTH.

I have a formula that I came across some time back which would act as a Harbinger for your Life.
It's something like this and is very interesting.
C= G+ LT
C = Cluefulness = Networth
G= What nature has given you and is the part of your conditioning and difficult to get rif of.
T = Time [ It moves on ]
L = Learning which is the only way to increase your Networth.
So going forward we would all get togther to learn from each other new things [ Please do your homework ]. As for me I would upload books. journals and essays from around the world to make the atmosphere here in Interface more conducive for learning.

Here we go with a small quote I learned and beleive very strongly.

You sow a THOUGHT, You reap an ACT.
You sow and ACt. You reap a Habit,
You sow a Habit, You reap a Character,
You sow a Character, You reap a Destiny.

So its your thought that would lead to your destiny and shapes your future!

Cheers and Keep Thinking,

Shamsud Ahmed

Famous Failures

"Jai Ho" in Chicago (the Slumdog Millionaire Dance)

Gladwell's Magic

We know Bill Joy and we also know Bill Gates. They are the achievers and we can also add many other names. I would put the Beatles here. Around 1969 we saw the 1st personal computer taking shape. Now the challenge is there are few places on earth at that time where you had access to computers where you can TIME SHARE. So to become someone who understand the system and use it in the future you need to be a person who has lot of patience and intellect and systems to practice.



The University of Michigan had one of the most advanced computer system at that time. Bill joy was lucky to be there to test his potential and also had access to free time share which if not have been very costly. After being dropped out of School Bill gates went to LAKESIDE, a private school run by the elites where too they had one of the best Computer System in place which no other schools in the world had. This was free. Bill Gates gave more than 10 -12 hours on weekends and many hours during weekdays. When the time share computer terminal closed down he went to a place called C-CUBED where one of his school friend's teacher worked and gave them free access on weekends and finally when this too got closed down Bill went to the UNIVERSITY OF WASHINGTON which also has installed a Computer where access was free from 3- 6 A.M. Something was happening and both Bill Joy and Bill Gates got access to something which no one at that age had. Now if we look at the number of hours they have practiced it comes to 10,000 hours. What has 10,000 got to do here.



In the world of Canadian Hockey the season starts in the month of January 1. All the top players for the last 30 years were born mostly in the month of Jan, Feb and March and very few in the other months. Think of the reason. This has nothing to do with Zodiac. A very simple phenomenon is playing here. Anyone born in the month of January has the best chance of getting into the team and get selected because of his age advantage. No doubt he needs to be good enough for him to be picked up. However, someone in the month of December would be too young or too old [ for the next year] to be picked up and most of the time missing the bus. Now if we look at the practice hours of this players who were picked up for championship and who undergo special coaching and training they end up doing their 10,000. Karna has done his 10,000 and Tendulkar has done his 10,000. 10,000 is Magical! Mozart too [Read his history]



Let's go back to the BEATLES. They are the best band of all time. They could play everything and any thing. They never started that way. They were a small band from LIVERPOOL. Playing mostly in clubs and there were many similar bands. The Beatle for the most obvious of reason had to go to HAMBURG. Without HAMBURG Beatles would have taken a different path. There is this person from Germany - Hamburg looking for musicians for his club landed in London and met this gentleman [ a business man] from Liverpool. Liverpool happened because of this gentleman and Beatles happened because of Liverpool. But how ? Let's dig. The Beatles ended up traveling to Hamburg five times between 1960 and end of 1962. On the first trip they played 106 nights. Second trip - 92 times , third - 48 times for a total of 176 hours and the last trip for 90 hours. In a span of little more than 1.5 years they performed for 270 nights and in fact this goes to 1270 live performance. Even the best of the musicians of today or in the past have not done 1270 performance in their live time. This made than try new things, new music all the time as they were performing LIVE more or less in the same place and they are required to keep on changing and innovate more to keep the crowd coming. This is their 10,000.


I agree 10,000 is a magical number and to become the best you are required to practice irrespective of knowledge, influence and intellect. I am off to fulfill something which needs lot of practice. Not sure if this could be accomplished as I am starting late. I am sure I will find my 10,000 soon.

What about you?

Read the latest book by Malcolm Gladwell to know more

The Law Of The Garbage Truck

One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us.

My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.

So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you.

Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home or on the streets.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so..... 'Love the people who treat you right.. Pray for the ones who don't.'

Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it.

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