From Paperboy to Top Exec… Inspirational Story…

The boy who hungered for success is now set to join a German company as its Deputy Country Manager in Sri Lanka.

When working professional Krishna Vedavyasa stepped out early one morning to buy a newspaper in Banaswadi, a young newspaper delivery boy approached him asking for Rs. 15,000 to fund his school fees. The customer met the boy’s teachers and, convinced of the boy’s sincerity, agreed to give the money. The boy, Shivakumar N., went on to study engineering, completed MBA at Indian Institute of Management (IIM), Kolkata and is now set to join a German company as its Deputy Country Manager in Sri Lanka. Shivakumar was in class 8, when he walked up to Mr. Vedavyasa, who financed all his studies. “I felt like asking him (for help). I asked him,” he says. He not only sold newspapers to augment his family’s earnings, but also sold flowers, washed cars and worked as a sales representative in a car showroom. While studying and topping his class, he also moved on from delivering newspapers to an independent vendor with 500 customers.

His father was oblivious to the change. Shivakumar says, “My father never realised that I had become a vendor because I continued to wake up at 4 a.m. He continued to think that I was a delivery boy throughout.” He completed schooling in Maruthi Vidyalaya, studied engineering at Bangalore Institute of Technology and, guided by his benefactor, cleared the Common Entrance Test and got an MBA from IIM, Kolkata.

His family and the Good Samaritan, whom he describes as “the pillars” of his life, are thrilled with his success.He intends to help other youngsters who could be struggling as he did in his childhood.

About where he is today, he says, “I had a hunger for success. I focused on work and let the results follow.”

Courtesy: http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/bangalore/i-am-here-because-of-hunger-for-success/article7005097.ece

Sleep and Laziness: The demons that lure you…

Sleep and laziness are the two demons that lurk frequently in the corridors of solitude. Sometimes veiled in an illusion of momentary comforts, sometimes disguised as ‘breaks’ to relax your back, or even in the form of ‘power naps’, they just keep looking for an opening in your determination, a chink in your perseverance. And they keep coming back until they find one.

They lure you first with an innocently comfortable stance on the chair. Then just a minute of lying down. They let you believe that everything is under control. That you can get up whenever you want, while slowly delivering you into the arms of a deceptive comfort. That soft fabric of the bed. That cozy pillow smelling fresh of detergent. The moderately cool air. The sweet sensation of easing down of the muscles. Everything points that there is something wrong here. That it is too good to be nice. Yet they boggle down your mind with inflated beliefs of your will power. They convince you that you still hold the reins while they push you down to the depths of lethargy.

Then, you suddenly start realising that time is passing too quickly. You decide to end it. They try to convince you that its not yet time and a few more minutes wouldn’t do much harm. By this time the demons have put you on a sledge sloping down into the warm pool of laziness. Still you make a disheartened attempt to get up. But, you realise it has been too late. You are falling too fast. All your will power, all your mental strength fails to overcome the immense pleasures of the bed, the sweet nectar of comfort flowing in the muscles and joints. It’s all too hard to give up. And then you start thinking of Plan B. The will to fight against the demons is replaced by the zeal of making up for the lost time after you get up. That’s right. It feels easier this way. You feel good imagining yourself doing hard work tomorrow to make up for the lost time today. It all feels good. Everything is settled now.

And before you know the demons have you at their leash, subduing you at the petty pleasures of senses, making you a slave of comfort. You sleep while the perseverant burn the midnight oil. You float in your kingdom of dreams while the others move a step closer to their own. You are sleeping soundly while the demons dance upon you, guffawing at their yet another success

Courtesy: http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-features/tp-openpage/experiments-with-solitude/article6994651.ece

No arms , no legs no worries….

Posting the second video of Nick Vujicic in a span of 2 mins!… Inspired and touched by this amazing person… When each of us worry about jobs… and relationships..and families… And when we are in this mad rush of this world..It’s good to take a time-out and wonder…

Are we are grateful for all that we are blessed with??

Reason out with your inmost self…Reason out with ur soul….

Regards,
clearstreamofreason

Les Brown Motivation… Powerful as it can get!

If you want something bad enough then go out and fight for it.

Work day and night for it.

Give up your time, your peace and lose sleep for it.

If all that you dream and scheme is about it

and life seems useless and worthless without it

and if you gladly sweat for it,fret for it,plan for it

and lose all your terror of the opposition for it.

And if you simply go after that thing that you want

with all of your capacity,strength and sagacity,

faith, hope, confidence and stirred toward tenacity.

If neither cold, poverty, famish or gull,

sickness, pain, body or brain

can’t keep you away from the thing that you want.

If darkness and grim you besiege and beset it

And by God you will get it.

-Les Brown

Motivational Speaker