Gerald D'Cunha

  “Rocket ships are exciting; but, so are the roses on a birthday.” Leonard Nimoy   A s far as the space-programme is concerned, our country has come a long way… From the humble beginnings - when a tiny rocket was transported on a bicycle to the successful launch of Chandrayaan 3 a couple of days ago – yes, it has not been an easy journey at all for our space scientist. The thought and the sight of the rocket going to up makes all of us proud. Like millions of my fellow citizens, I, too, got goosebumps, watching Chandrayaan 3 going up, and listening to Vande Mataram, here on ground zero… Goosebumps! While most of us got goosebumps watching our self-made rocket going to the Moon, I wonder if you get similar goosebumps when we watch the birth of a new baby – be it of any creature here on earth – Similarly, I wonder if we get similar goosebumps, when surgeon open a human heart to mend it… or, for that matter, any part of human body… I wonder if we get similar goosebum...

  “The only unique contribution that we will ever make in this world will be born out of our creativity.” Brene Brown   A famous motivational guru had made this statement: ‘Winners don’t do different things; they do things differently.’ Interestingly, the best-selling author and motivational guru had the sharpest and the quickest business-acumen to copyright this line. So, it’s ‘registered’ under the relevant Intellectual Property Act… Now, you and I can’t claim it as ours… It is his – the great guru’s! Sometimes, I find it so silly when someone claims, that a line like the one mentioned – which is a universal and age-old truth – as his/her property. Yes, I agree and marvel at his/her business acumen… to make a fortune out of common wisdom… Is that creativity? I think, it is. And, if it is, so be it. Many of us have come across this dialogue between a honeybee and a concerned creature: Once, a concerned creature asks a honeybee: “My friend, you take so mu...

  “Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak.” Ma Jaya Sati Bhgavati   I t’s a week now, and I haven’t written a word. Unusual? Yes and No. If I have given to people around me the impression, that writing is like breathing to me, then, it does seem unusual whenever I don’t write… “How can you stop breathing?” I hear people around me asking… Or, is it just, that I am hearing? Frankly, if I don’t write for a few days, or weeks, or months – or never write at all – how does it matter? Who cares? The thought in my head, that when I write, the lives around me brighten up is like the lightning bug who goes around with his bloated head, saying: “Hey, people are able to see because of me!” It’s also like that donkey who carries the sandalwood load proudly, claiming, “Hey, I give the world the finest fragrance!”   N othing is ‘unusual’ about our conscious silence… I may think, that I have a thousand stories to tell or a million disagreements to register… but, wh...