Monday, January 30, 2006

Neuro-linguistic programming(NLP)

Overview: -
As a quasi-spiritual change therapy, NLP participants are taught that life is programmed, and that we have all been mis-programmed by negative input. Like Scientology, rebirthing and other alternative therapies, NLP embraces the classic New Age concept of clearing these blocks. While the more traditional therapies concentrate on solving problems by focusing on the reasons 'why', Neurolinguistic programming looks at the 'hows' to provide a quick fix to a solution.
NLP and Theory: -
Many NLP proponents state that NLP is not theory-oriented, and Bandler states that he does not "do theory". Instead, the stated goals of NLP are to model effective patterns "in the field", to learn what someone is actually doing in practice (internally and externally) that works, and how they do it, rather than deriving behaviors from a theory or obtaining their motivations for doing them. However, NLP proponents do make hypotheses and propose armchair theories. For example, NLP assumes that all human behaviour is neurological, and all human behaviour is based on the 5 senses, rather than attitudes, reason, emotions, mind, morals or ego
NLP Modeling: -
NLP Modeling is a method that is promoted for duplicating behaviour, expertise or excellence, or reproducing "magic" abilites of experts. It is considered by some practitioners to be at the heart of NLP. It can be thought of as the process of discovering relevant distinctions within these experiential components, as well as sequencing these components, aiming to achieve a specific result. NLP proponents claim that it is used to discover and codify patterns of excellence as demonstrated consistently by top performers in any field. It has also been applied to clinical conditions, such as the "skill" of schizophrenia and notable dead people of whom we have only writings, such as Jesus of Nazareth.It has been argued that modeling from writings is unverifiable (both within and outside NLP).

Friends of a life time…

I started gathering happiness from now itself, (but happiness is like gathering rain drops by standing 'n' getting dranched in rain), because I knew one day we all have to part…and walk towards their own destinies, as it happened in graduation also. Many friends entered and quit my life and very few are there among those with me know. But all are etched in my heart, I donno whether they remember me or no, but I do….. As we all meet together our thoughts rejuvenate…and we feel gleeful by recalling the good O'l reminiscences and pranks played by each other.

Now another such moment in nearing…as we are moving towards the end of our acads, my heart’s started aching because it knows we have to part, thats the reality no one can defy it. In this jiffy I’ve decided to earn my life to the fullest with friends... God made relative, thank god atleast we can choose friends….So this SNAP is a souvenir to all of ‘em’ in the snap, where ever U go don’t forget the friend who was a part of your life for a short time…
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Friendship..(TITANIC)

We had been out for the dinner on the eve of weekend (Sunday lol) & returned by 12.30 a.m to the hostel and my friend Praveen said, why don’t U write something on friendship…I asked him know, he replied “yep know”…I said OK & locked myself in my room and started running my wild imagination & thoughts started floating across……

Friendship or Friend….when U hear this word, don’t U feel relaxed n happy, a spontaneity vibes through your heart. But I feel friendship which we had in our schooling was a tender one (It may be obnoxious) to some & may not agree with me. But to some extent is very true…When U enter your adolescence, then you starts your actuall journey of life with weird experiences. People start camouflaging according to the circumstances and try to make best out of U…and are keen in deep shit politics. At the first instance you may have weird feeling with some people, but later with em your bounding is gonna be strong rather than with whom you start a sweet relation, which may turn sour latter(Its my experience)…

Believe me friends, in life there is always one point in life, where you turn back and see….there is no one with you (except family) but your more in need of friends….Old friends are like gold and new friends are like diamond, and when diamond comes don’t forget gold, because gold is the base for holding the diamond(As said by one of my friend). Some say there is everything in friendship today and they may ask you, what is there is friendship tomorrow…It may be yet another TITANIC….
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Friday, January 27, 2006

My Experience with Me(Sounds Weird..?)

Oops...At last I got time to budge from indiatimes to eblogger !!!
Well from many days i was thinking to do this shift but couldn't do it, but today at last found some leisure time & made it possible. This indiatimes blogs really sucks !!.

Anyways a bit relaxed today coz from last four night because i didn't have a healty sleep(thats MBA), I had indulged myself in a Online game hosted by SDM mysore..the questions really tickled my grey cells but enjoyed, in unfolding the hidden mysteries in questions. Our team(VTU) was clubbed with Alliance Business Academy, So we both together formed a team. Those guys were really cool & co-operated very well with us and we made it possible to the 4th position. Some of the robust contending preppies were from IIMK, IIMC, IMI, IITK, IIFT, ISB, Amity and many other institutes. The winning team was ICFAI calcutta & Alliance.

Well about my acads,today i really manged my self pulling out of the bed to attend my I.A test @ 8 a.m of Sales & Distribution but was really pathetic(because i had followed my good O'l philosophy of "More study, More confusion"). The classes were streched on till 7 p.m & i was really trying hard to keep my eyes open. These are Some unavoidable situations of life but can't really help it.....
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Poem On The Statue of Liberty:- by Emma Lazarus

"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
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