Harison Xavier

 Failed Failed ? Again ?  You crying? Isn't it your normal day? Haven't you learned the lesson yet?  Some are born to Win. Others to loose Like the ocean who tries to conquer the world. Keep trying all your life. Someday you will win. Isn't failure your bestfriend? The Only friend?  Get used to it. It is your normal.   Thirty years of failure didn't teach you that? You are not special. You are not entitled to anything You are nobody. You are zero. This world is for the fit and smart. There are billions who fail and one who wins. Try another million times, you will win last one. Pick yourself up. The time is ticking. A million more left. A few more seconds left.  Life is tough. Get tough.  You are a shame to the family. Others don't care. Pick yourself up. The time is ticking. A million try left. A few seconds left.  By Harison Xavier.

  Brain Fog  Hang in there. It's okay Just a bit more. A little bit more I don't matter. I am not important. The world will carry on. They will forget you. Enjoy your remaining time. The world is still beautiful Have you seen the ocean? Have you seen the sun set? Go back to your home. Go see your family That's where heaven on earth is. Your peaceful place.  Don't care about the people. They don't matter. They hurt you ? They cheated you?  Doesn't matter. Don't worry about it. Revenge is not yours. Revenge belongs to the God. They don't care about you. They are fighting their war. Let them care about themselves. Let them fight  Beware of that smile. Beware of that care. Smile back but walk away. Say No and walk away.  By Harison Xavier.  

Credits: The movie: Shutter Island           If you have watched the movie Shutter Island, you might have seen the above shot of a board that is kept at the cemetery which reads  "Remember us for we too have lived, loved and laughed" . I always wanted to know who came up with that. This sentence touched me, I feel like there is something more than just those words in this sentence. I see a whole life of a human being.           I am writing this blog post in memory of a not so known soul in my home town. It is about Sebastian. We don't even have a good picture of him. He was a gardener, construction worker, garbage collector and so and so he did all kinds of jobs. He didn't have much friends. He didn't have that fancy career. He didn't even have a regular income. Everyone in our home town knew him yet he was invisible.  "Is there any work chetta (big brother) ? " Not now.... We will reply  "Seri chetta ....(okay ...

A memory I got from a care home for mentally challenged people  2010-2011 One Sunday, me and my friends sitting at our Sunday school class room talking about how hard have life been in the past 2 years and how hard it is going to be as we are approaching our higher secondary exams and we have to study twice harder as our future depends on it. I can see them worried about the exam, so was I. Sister Tessina came in and we greeted her, before beginning the class she told us the church is conducting a one day program, a visit to a home for mentally challenged people.  Nobody is interested, it is the end of our school years and our exams our at our door steps, we have to study hard each and every waking ours. There is one guy who brought his chemistry text to book to Sunday class so that he can learn something when ever he get time in between. I don't blame anyone for not having the interest, we are all worried about our exams. We all see our higher secondary ex...

Book Cover   This is not a book review, I want to share what I learned from the book Goat Days  written by Benyamin . I was not interested in novels or stories. Novels had a bad vibe when I was a kid. I have heard elders saying that if you read novels, you will fail in life, they were talking about the weekly magazine novels. Somehow "novel equals failure" got recorded in my mind. So I would mostly concentrate on non fictions.  I came across the book Goat Days "Aadujeevitham" back in 2013, when one of my friend brought it to our room. He told me it is a true story of  life of  a man named Najeeb Muhammed,  emigrant gone to work in Saudi Arabia. Najeeb's dream was to work in the Persian Gulf states and earn enough money to send back home. But, life took a U-turn when he reached Saudi Arabia, he was forced into salve labor by a brutal master  and  the story goes by a series of incidents into a slave like existence herding goats i...

Prologue One of the most entertaining person in my office was Ponnus, she was the most energetic of all of us. She always had something to talk about, cracks jokes, makes fun of others, acts like a baby all the time, often very bold in her talks. I never understood her but I would say  I was very lucky to be her colleague, it was so much fun to work with her. She always told me to have some fun in life and don't take life so seriously.  One fine day the topic of discussion during our free time at the office was ghosts and paranormal experiences, I love to listen to these stories. Of course it was she who brought this up and everyone wanted to listen to her story. I could see the interest and curiosity in everyone's eye when she tells the story. The Men's Hostel  One of her close friend Jeet, is working in a multi national company in  Bangalore. He worked in night shifts. His shift starts at 10:00 pm. He recently moved to a new men's hostel little far away from the ci...

"It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge." - Albert Einstein Being a teacher I my recent blog  Most Happiest Moment in Life , I mentioned about being a teacher for the special needs kids. Here I would like to share what I have learned on being a teacher. It was a big surprise when our Amma (Amma means mother, she founded this organization) asked me to take few classes for the kids, their teacher is on leave, so they need a substitute teacher . I asked myself "Me?" . What gives me the right to be a teacher ? I didn't wanted to say to no to her, so I said okay. I was exited and bit nervous, I didn't know what to expect.  It is a every small school from classes 1 to 8 th, with total number of students below hundred, I know the kids as I was here for the past one week in the family. Both special needs and normal kids study that this school. The school is a different building from the home our special needs kids liv...

 Stubborn - A life Story Of  A Fool       Spetember 20 2020            It was quiet outside, the city is asleep. Warm morning. It was one of the rarest of the rare moments of time when Bangalore is this quiet. There is no long traffic, honking cars, cows  or people outside. Just the dusty streets with few street dogs and garbage men. Few people are on their way out to work, it is a hard time for the daily wage workers. The Corona virus  pandemic    have hit everyone hard. Life is all a struggle for survival for them. Me sitting in my crappy room, waiting for all this to end.  Life was good last year, I have even mentioned it to a few of my close friends before the year ended that this was the happiest year I ever had. I was able to find happiness and peace. Most importantly I had great experiences all year round. I was finally happy about spending all my day alone. I never felt lonely. I was producti...