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What I Have Learned (sometimes the hard way)

I’ve learned- that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

I’ve learned- that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.

I’ve learned- that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.

I’ve learned- that it’s not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts.

I’ve learned- that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better know something.

I’ve learned- that you shouldn’t compare yourself to the best others can do.

I’ve learned- that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I’ve learned- that it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I’ve learned- that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I’ve learned- that you can keep going long after you can’t.

I’ve learned- that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I’ve learned- that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I’ve learned- that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.

I’ve learned- that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I’ve learned- that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I’ve learned- that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I’ve learned- that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you’re down will be the ones to help you get back up.

I’ve learned- that sometimes when I’m angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn’t give me the right to be cruel.

I’ve learned- that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

I’ve learned- that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have.

I’ve learned- that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you’ve had and what you’ve learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you’ve celebrated.

I’ve learned- that you should never tell a child their dreams are unlikely or outlandish. Few things are more humiliating, and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it.

I’ve learned- that your family won’t always be there for you. It may seem funny, but people you aren’t related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again. Families aren’t biological.

I’ve learned- that no matter how good a friend is, they’re going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I’ve learned- that it isn’t always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you are to learn to forgive yourself.

I’ve learned- that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop for your grief.

I’ve learned- that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

I’ve learned- that just because two people argue, it doesn’t mean they don’t love each other And just because they don’t argue, it doesn’t mean they do.

I’ve learned- that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I’ve learned- that you shouldn’t be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

I’ve learned- that two people can look at the same thing and see something totally different.

I’ve learned- that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get hurt and you will hurt in the process.

I’ve learned- that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don’t even know you.

I’ve learned- that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

I’ve learned- that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I’ve learned- that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

I’ve learned- that it’s hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice and not hurting people’s feelings and standing up for what you believe.

Re-posted from Bible.com


Video Ad: It’s Smarter to Travel in Groups


Myself By T.V. Antony Raj

I came across this video titled “it’s smarter to travel in groups” on YouTube.

The three short animated commercials produced for Flemish Public Transport Company De Lijn (Vlaamse Vervoersmaatschappij De Lijn) usually known as De Lijn (literally: The Line) exposes the insecurities that exist while traveling alone.

Van Hool bus of the Flemish public transport authority De Lijn in Mechelen, on the train station square.
Van Hool bus of the Flemish public transport authority De Lijn in Mechelen, on the train station square.

This transport company of the Flemish government in Belgium founded in 1991 runs about 3,650 buses and 359 trams. It transports more than 500 million passengers per year with a population of approximately 6.5 million.

De Lijn plays an integral part to reduce heavily congested traffic, together with the NMBS (Belgium’s rail provider).

Socialist politician Steve Socialist politician Steve implemented a policy allowing registered senior citizens aged above 65 residing in Flanders, to ride anywhere in Flanders for free. Incentives also exist for youth aged under 25.



Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want – Part 3: Keeping your surrounding clean is a sin.


By T.V. Antony Raj


Heaven is here
Heaven is here. Keeping your surrounding clean is a sin.


After living and working for three years in the US, my young friend Joe is now back in India. The emails he sent me prompted me to write a series of articles titled Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want”. 

Dear Uncle Raj,

Greetings from Joe!

This morning around 6 a.m., the train stopped at Katpadi station for a long halt. My hunger kicked me out to buy something to eat to break my fast.

I walked on the platform towards the engine and found a stall where I bought a bottle of mango juice and a pack of breakfast neatly packed in a paper carton box with silver foiled coating. It had 3 idlis and 1 small vada, accompanied by sambar and a mint chutney.

I rushed to my coach, closed the screens on my coupé and started gobbling them, unsure of the taste, but to tackle my growling tummy. The sambar although sucked, the mint chutney definitely needs a great mention.

When I was done, it was time to trash it.

I searched thro’ the compartment for a trash-can or a bin, but failed in vain.

I went into the toilet and there was no bin.

I got down on the platform, walked around like a vagabond searching for a bin/trash-can.

Walked thro’ front and back along-side the train in-search of a trash-can, but failed again in vain.

At last, I was forced to throw my trash on the adjoining track, which was already a trash-dump.

I felt awkward and humiliated. I had no other option. I returned to my seat.

Now, people in India are bent on globalization. They are emulating US and the European countries, by changing their culture and habits. Indians now eat at KFCs & McD’s, wear Hugo Boss & Gucci, drive Mercedes, BMW, Porsche & Maserati; but are not worried about their civic responsibilities, and do not have to the inclination to keep their environment clean and hygienic.

Is the enforcement needed to tell us not to spit, shit, and litter anywhere we like, especially in public places?

When I look around here in India – be it a village, a town, a city, or a metro – I see nothing but heaps and mountains of trash. Here, one is free to throw whatever garbage wherever and when. It is the done thing. To many, keeping one’s surrounding clean seems to be a sin. 

I’m honestly doubtful if India could attract tourists from other countries with such a slovenly begrimed environment. If US was dumped like a dumpster (as India is portrayed here by me), will our NRI folks stay for long over there?

I’m feeling more stressed-out in the last couple of days after coming here with all these happening around me.

If only there is a sense of civic duty in everyone’s mind and if basic amenities as simple as a trash can be provided in public places then we can truthfully say, “Heaven is here… in India.”

Love & Prayers


Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want – Part 2: Clamped


Myself By T.V. Antony Raj


After living and working for three years in the US, my young friend Joe is now back in India. The emails he sent me prompted me to write a series of articles titled Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want”. 

Dear Uncle Raj,

Greetings from Joe!

I’m writing this email to share my experiences with you on how one’s hands are clamped from being more responsible towards one’s civic duty and feel ashamed about the same.

Last night after having checked-out from the hotel in Singasandra, Bengaluru, I was on a cab towards Yevantpur station to board my train back to Chennai.

A few km after we left the hotel on the road, there was an accident scene. A motorist hit and run by some vehicle.

People surrounded, watching and gazing as to how the fellow-human being is gonna pass-away. I could hardly make out the age of the victim, but I could see the nerves from his hands and body throwing his entire body from the ground to a li’l above seeking help.

I asked the cab driver if he could call the ambulance or do something, who in turn responded, “Sir, these things happen quite normal every day. so nothing to worry, someone will take care of him”.

I was shocked on one hand but felt more shameful on the other hand that I felt so helpless in the situation. I couldn’t walk out of my comfort zone to hop off the car and help him too, as I was on the rush to the train station to board the train.

The car had to take a detour (basically a long u-turn after a mile and a half), whilst still, I looked-out thro’ the window to see if the victim sought some help, but couldn’t make out what happened.

If only there was civic sense, that poor victim of the accident would have immediately been taken by medical services.

Love & Prayers



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Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want! – Part 1: No traffic sense, no civic sense, no respect for a fellow human.


. By T.V. Antony Raj


Yes. Just do it.
Yes. Just do it.


After living and working for three years in the US, my young friend Joe is now back in India. The emails he sent me prompted me to write a series of articles titled Be a Lion in your homeland, spit and shit anywhere you want“.  

I am now in Elkridge, Maryland, USA. I received this mail 9 days ago and I have reproduced it here after relieving it of certain personal messages. Here it is:

Dear Uncle Raj,

Greetings from Joe.

At the outset, let me convey the fact that I miss you all. There has never been a day or moment that I felt away from my family when I was there with you all.

I’ve tried to have face time with you all to see and talk to you folks, but haven’t been much successful. It’s either the internet connection or my pre-occupation with things that need be taken care over here.

How”s Aunty doing?…. you both make a great pair and have always been a great role model for us all. I’ll wait to receive you both in Chennai. Please share with Aunty that I’m reminded of her “Achaar” and let her know that Grills and Kababs are waiting for her in Chennai.

Uncle, Chennai’s heat wasn’t a piece of cake for me. The amount of pollution and dust and especially the nasty foul pungent odour which I sailed thro‘ in Chennai Central railway station to board Shatabdi to Bengaluru … People are still the same.

Spitting, shitting and littering all around.

No traffic sense, no civic sense, no respect for a fellow human.

I’m getting boiled going thro‘ all these, however, I’m trying to turn my ears a li’l deaf and my eyes a li’l blind to keep myself off from all these.

I’m unable to read your articles these days, coz scarce internet connectivity. I have an Airtel 3G data card with which I’m writing this email while on the train to Bengaluru.

Hope all is well with you. Keep writing.

Love & Prayers


Technology for the Disabled


Myself By T.V. Antony Raj

Have you ever thought about reduced mobility? I mean are you able to walk about freely, doing your daily chores such as cooking, washing, shopping, banking etc., as a normal person does? If so, thank the deities you worship, because reduced mobility is an affliction that millions of people all over the world live with everyday.

Motorized Wheelchair

The number of people in the world suffering from disabilities such as back pain, cerebral palsy, arthritis, Multiple sclerosis (MS), Parkinson’s disease, and many other continue to increase year by year, and has become a major concern to everyone.

Modern technology has produced gadgets and mobility aids also known as ambulation devices such as canes, crutches, walkers, manual and electric wheelchairs, motorized scooters, stair lifts, rollators, lift chairs etc., to help the disabled, injured and the aged to move somewhat freely from place to place.

Choosing the correct device for a particular person takes time and research.

Today, while surfing the net, I stumbled upon a video that showed a robotic mobilization device called Tek RMD (Tek Robotic Mobilization Device) developed by AMS Mekatronic.

This firm established in Istanbul, Turkey, is an R&D company, founded to develop mobilization devices based on innovative ideas for physically disabled people.

Tek RMD, provides the opportunity of movement for people with paraplegia by enabling them to independently stand up in a completely upright position with correct posture, facilitating their movement and comfortable completion of their daily tasks indoors, such as in the home, office and shopping mall. Tek RMD is not an alternative to wheelchairs, it is a totally new concept, a new platform.

What is Tek RMD from Tek RMC on Vimeo