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Importance of Bhagavad Gita / My Journey to Bhagavad Gita

  All the thinking and effort we put in—what is it for? To be happy, to have peace of mind. It's true that happiness can sometimes be achieved through money. I earn, I buy an object, and I'm happy for a while. But then, after a while, I want to buy another object. I stay happy for a while, and the cycle keeps repeating. I realise this isn't the way to achieve constant happiness or peace of mind. When you love someone—grandparents, parents, friends, husband, or children—and have expectations, this path only leads to sadness. I've found that to achieve peace of mind, we must rid ourselves of negative emotions—anger, jealousy, greed, lust, self-doubt, fear. Trust me, this isn't easy. I've been trying for months, but I fail every day. Either the anger or the self-doubt always wins over my efforts. The greatest battle is always with ourselves, right? So, as long as we're alive, we should give our best to replace these negative emotions with positive ones, like em...

Bindu at 24

  Another year, never wiser. I don’t know when I’m going to start making wise decisions, like now, writing this instead of listening to an important tech meeting. Let’s see how my life is going, and I’m pledging to be 100% honest; maybe in this, something could help or comfort you. First off, career. It’s a big word, and all I know is that from childhood, I was happy and totally interested in subjects like English, social studies, and languages, with a little bit of biology. Trust me, I’m not saying this because of the reproduction chapter, although Latin names irritated me. But, you know what? I ended up choosing MPC; this is a joke—please feel free to laugh. Nothing changed, even now at 23—okay, now I’m officially 24. Do you know how I spent most of my time? While washing dishes, while doing any chores, my mind brings up a topic and keeps thinking about what lines to add to make this topic better so it can be presented effectively. My sister introduced me to one of her friends, s...

Northern lights

  Hey you! You must be at your PG enjoying yourself after tiresome office work, or sipping coffee in your home, or perhaps even stalking your ex or having fun on your weekend vacation with your friends. My name is Priya from Andhra Pradesh, India. This is my diary, which I named "Northern Lights." I will explain the reason for this name later. Before you continue reading, I want to warn you. This diary contains my life's biggest secrets. I don't trust you, and I fear you might share them with others. Additionally, I admit that I haven't always made the best decisions in life. Would you still believe me? If you choose to read further, please do so at your own risk. April 23 2018, The rain has just taken a pause; raindrops are clearly visible on streetlights and on the maple trees lining the road. Maple leaves are scattered all over the place. I'm wearing a white dress with yellow floral patterns and light brown flats. My hair is left loose with side braids. I a...

The Untold Story of Lay's

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  A Natural-Born Salesman Herman Lay was born in 1909 in Charlotte, North Carolina, to a middle-class family. His father was a bookkeeper and his mother was a stay-at-home wife. When he was only 11, he started selling Pepsi-Cola from a homemade stand in his family’s front yard. Herman charged only 5 cents while the baseball park across the street cost 10 cents for a Pepsi. His stand was so successful that he managed to hire other kids to work for him. We can see as a young boy he excelled in sales. After graduating from high school, Herman attended Furman University on an athletic scholarship but Lay was restless during college he was more interested in the art of business than studying, and keen to get involved with the world he dropped out and decided to work instead. Herman Lay's Struggles During the Great Depression First, Herman and a friend invested 100 dollars each to sell ice cream along a parade route. Unfortunately, the route changed at the last minute, and two were left ...

L'Oréal Business Story

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  Eugène Paul Louis Schueller was born in Paris in 1881. He was an excellent student and worked in his parents pastry shop in the evenings. After finishing his baccalaureate degree, he entered the Institute of Applied Chemistry in 1900. He once again succeeded brilliantly and finished first in his class. Following his graduation in 1904, he took a position as a laboratory assistant at the Sorbonne. He was mapping out a career as a university researcher. One day, the owner of a large barber shop visited Schueller's lab. The man was seeking help on developing a synthetic hair dye. At the time, hair dyes were not widely used by French women because most of the concoctions were toxic and irritated the scalp. Seeing a good business opportunity, Schueller agreed to become the barber's technical advisor. Schueller was an ambitious young man, but he hated the idea of working under someone else's orders. So, he soon cut ties with the barber and struck out on his own. He began exper...