True Story of A Pauper Billionaire
“Good morning Sir…My name is Ann Mary. I would like to get an appointment with you…”her voice was little shaky and sounded anxious. She said she was a journalist intern. This was her first project. Her professor was my classmate at school of journalism.
I welcomed her. Her project was to prepare a feature “how to be a billionaire” after interviewing a couple of rich men.
“But I am not a billionaire, not even rich…” I said.
“Sir, my professor told me that you are an editor for a UK-based firm so you must be immensely rich…”
“He is misleading you. I can’t help you…” I said.
“Sir, no other billionaires gave me appointment. I was pinning all my hopes on you Sir…Please help me…”
Her face fell. She became sad. I could feel her fight to stop tears rolling into her eyes. I suddenly recalled my days as a journalist trainee for one year in Janmabhumi, when I didn’t get a single paisa. The living was so tough then.
I smiled and said: “Yes – you can ask any questions. I am a billionaire, but in a different dimension. Shoot”
She kept her notepad and pen ready and asked seriously (trying to get the journalistic look): “Uday sir, when did you decide to make lot of money? How did the ambition of becoming a rich man sprout?”
“During my school days. I have decided to make money by hook or crook. Path was not important, making money was only motto. I decided to do anything to make money…” I said.
That was a statement of fact. I did schooling in a remote village. My parents were school teachers with very meager salary, struggling to make both ends meet. They did not even have any help from their parents too. They too were independent from very young age. As I was born in a Brahmin family there was no future – government was the only major employer then. All jobs will go by caste reservation and political recommendation. Even if I secure highest mark I won’t get admission for higher studies. Students from other castes/religions were getting cash scholarships, even if they were rich. I was angry. Very angry at the system. There is no value for merit and virtue in this world. So I should make money and become rich.
“Who gave you the first advice on how to make money?”
“My mother…”
During 10th standard I had only two shirts and two half-pants. No chapels (foot wear). One shirt was very old and the other one was torn and stitched. Half-pants didn’t have buttons, so I have to tie it with thick threads. When I see boys wearing new shirts I would feel jealous. I badly wanted a new shirt. I was very angry at my parents. I was developing inferiority complex. I did not even feel like facing any crowd because I was worried whether they would tease me in public and therefore my involvement in extracurricular activities reduced.
One day my mother gave me a small cloth pouch with lot of coins inside it (5 paisa to 50 paisa coins).
“Buy a new shirt for you…” she said. I counted the coins. Rs 24/-
Next day, her friend Hindi teacher told me that my mother was not having her evening tea (10 paisa) and vada (10 paisa) for more than six months. She was starving and saving that money for me! My mother also used to go to bed without a meal just to keep our stomachs full.
“Sir, you are crying?” Ann asked.
“No…Some trouble with my eyes…Heavy computer usage taken toll of my eyes, you know…”
“So what did your mother say about making money?”
“She said – you are born in a great parambara – 3000 years old gotra. Don’t get involved in any bad karma for money. Even if you die out of starving, never ever hurt others. You will die a noble death…” My mother is no more now. She became a noble soul.
“This advice is not related to money.”
“I was writing stories and poetry during school days itself. After her advice, I decided not to touch any money other than coming from my karma – writing. I am still stuck to this decision.”
“So you started making money from writing…”
“Yes and no. I go by intuition. I never depend upon intelligence when it comes to major decisions in life. I know I have limited intelligence. Intelligence is product of my brain (which is just another organ) and conditioned mind. But intuition is unlimited. I left many jobs just by intuition. Life was all about struggles and more struggles.”
“So how did you make money Uday sir? Did you marry a rich girl?”
Marriage? It took me less than half-a-minute (30 seconds) to take a decision – in fact two decisions (1) should I marry or not and (2) should I marry this girl.
“This girl?”
“Yes, I was eldest in the family – crossing 29 years old; I became a road block to my younger ones. So my father insisted me to get marry. Then this proposal came. ‘Please go and see her,’ he said.
Till then there was no idea of marriage – hence no expectations or plans for a family life. I just looked at the girl and went by intuition.
“SIr – nothing to do with the subject…” she interfered in between, “but my professor told me about your love affair…what happened to that…”
“As you said nothing to do with the subject. But, for your info, I never had a love affair – I have experienced a love life…It was a miracle. It’s not relevant to this subject…So, I don’t want to talk about it right now…”
“Ok sir, now, this girl, did she agree to marry you?”
Later, when her parents came to know more about me and that I am a rolling stone, they were hesitant. Its natural for any parents to look for a groom with regular income. But she fought for me.
“Why?” Ann asked stunningly.
“Even I asked her – why? She said: Few boys came to see me. Everybody was asking for money and dowry. My father is a poor railway employee. You didn’t ask for money and you are the first person who said you liked me, without any hesitation. You also told me that you have no job and have only Rs500/ as bank balance…You were honest…tell me, whom else should I trust and marry?”
“Did you like her at first sight? Was she so beautiful?”
“I didn’t even see her properly – hardly a glance. I didn’t know if she was beautiful or not at that point of time. I just went by intuition…. And do you really think external beauty is ever lasting? ”
“So you married her without a job and bank balance…Was she earning?”
“She got UPSC selection and a central government job – but she didn’t want to go. Instead, she began helping me in my research and writing. We sold her chain and bought a typewriter and she was typing my articles and stories… We used to sleep for only 4 hours a day…”
“How cute! So money started flowing in?”
“On the contrary,we were struggling. But was contended with what we get…She didn’t have much ambitions in life. She never heard of journalism before meeting me…Incidentally, she is working as a news researcher in a Netherlands-based firm now…” I said.
“Uday sir, our subject, money matters…”
Yes. Jobs and quits continued as per my intuition. My last job in India was in Bangalore, when I left the position of editor from Dalal Street Journal – the pay was good, but I went by intuition and resigned. Again back to square one. This time Rs 40, 000/- in bank. Two daughters – 5 year old and one year old – and carrying wife.
By intuition again, I bought a DX2 computer and applied for an internet connection. Then there was no money left. I didn’t get any assignments for the first five months. We sold our ornaments and old type writer to buy daily bread. My father had advised me never to borrow any money from anybody. Our parents would have helped us, but we wanted to make a living on our own. Every day and night I would check email. Nothing. My eldest kid would sit near me announcing to mother in the kitchen “Amma, kasale naa (nothing, nothing)….” Then would tell me “Etha assa Appa (Something will come now Appa, check)”. I sold my bike.
At last I got my first assignment. From a US-based publication – Upside. A story on developing IT market in India. I filed the story. The editor said, “We might take it for cover story – so can’t say how many words we would use. Please file a blank invoice.”
We didn’t have any provision left in the house. I didn’t know where to go or how to make money. There was nothing to sell. I got editor’s email: “Total number of words used 1650. We have transferred fund to your bank account by SWIFT”
I was ashamed to go to bank as there was no minimum balance (Rs 250/-) in my SB account. With shivering hands I gave my passbook to the counter for adding the entries. When I got it back, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I could not actually see the imprinted words. It was like crystals in front of my eyes. I sat down in the chair – I was afraid to open it again. I looked around to confirm that I was not dreaming. They paid me $1 per word, totaling $1650/- The highest ever remuneration I have ever got till then for a single article. I felt like richest man in the world.
Next day, I got a call from IDG group – they were launching a news service specializing IT. Would you be interested in joining as Indian correspondent? Same day, I got another call from RCR media – checking my availability to join as Indian contributor. Both are US based. The very next day I got yet another email from CMP Techweb in UK asking me if I can contribute articles to them.
“So the flood gate of money opened up…”
“Yes – somewhat…but I wouldn’t take up all assignments. I wanted some financial security as I was fed up with struggles…After couple of years I got my first offer for job in the USA.”
“So you went to USA to make money?”
My intuition said, no. But I was not sure. I asked my eldest daughter who was eight then.
She said:”All of us will go?”
“No, the first year’s salary won’t be sufficient for all of us to live there. Only I will go”
“Then don’t go.”
“You know, I don’t have a permanent job here. I may become jobless…”
“Don’t worry Appa, I will also help you…You said you didn’t depend upon your parents after B Sc, right? You were earning and learning. I will stop depending you from 10th itself. Wait and see…”
And she did it. She started working from home from 10th standard. Now she is doing her B Tech (No fees, thanks to merit) and in the evenings working online for a UK-firm – earning ten times that I was earning at her age. She never was dependent on us – never ever asked any doubts; all self-study, no tuition, yet became topper in the school. And she overtook us for one more thing – she would sleep only for 3 hours, remaining time working and studying. “I want to work harder than you Appa,” she would say.
“So you didn’t go to USA…”
“I went. I still have open VISA. I explained my situation to the managing director. She was very good person – she appointed me as Asian Bureau Chief and allowed me to work from India. But I would need to travel a lot then. I have never stayed away from my family for more than ten days.”
“So you made more money from writing and journalism…when did you cross the first billion…”
“Oh – that…my youngest kid gave it to me”
“How come? Did she inherit any family fortune?”
“No – in fact, I have got it from my youngest daughter Adhrika. We had brought a glass tumbler as a gift to a relative’s marriage and kept in a hard-paper-box in the table. My 3-year old daughter Adhrika tried to reach that box and it fell down. The glass tumbler was broken. I scolded her a lot. Angrily my wife beat hear left and right.
She cried and went under table. Later she picked up the empty card box from the waste basket.
Next day morning Adhrika brought me the box fully pained with cryons and said, “This is for you appa.” I felt embarassed by my previous night’s overreaction. But, again I became very angry when I found the box was empty. “Don’t you know that you cannot give an empty box as present to anybody?” (I was so unconscious with anger that I didn’t think little Adhrika cannot buy anything for me on her own)
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said: ” Oh, Appa, it was not empty. I have said “Om Namo Narayanaya” (Sacred chant) keeping my face inside so that Narayana will bless you Appa”
Ann was speechless.
“Ann, what is there in this universe as precious as pure love? How much billion does it worth?”
She was just sitting there, expressionless.
“The Rs 24 given by my mother worth 24 million billion for me….Ann, my job is writing not making money. That’s my karma. Sometimes I write blogs not for money. Why should I make more money than what I really need?”
“So, this is not the story of one billion rupees? You said you are billionaire in a different dimension…”
“Yes – I am very rich. My parents, wife, kids, relatives, friends and my love showered me with huge pile of treasure. I am sharing it with another billion – more than one billion. There are 1.2 billion Indians… I have the capacity to love all of them. May be more than that. This capacity makes me multi-billionaire…”
After a moment of thinking, she asked: “So what’s your advice to me?”
“To your readers?”
“No Uday sir – to me! I have just decided to shelve the project. Intuition…you know “she laughed, “You made me very rich Sir. I have begun to see how much millions I got in my life…”
“I am not good in advising others Ann as I am not a role-model. Every body is unique expression. Let me tell you my observation – the society and media will prompt you to live superficial. That will lead to misery. Live the life in full depth. Experience every moment of life with utmost intensity. I know the world always appear unfair. But we have to live a fair life…for us and for all others too… Let’s share and care for people around us. After all, we have a short time to live…”
“And about money? I also want to be a billionaire, may be richer than you.”
“Never spend money for luxury – buy essential things only. Whenever you buy unessential things, remember you have millions of brothers and sisters who are crying for one square meal. When you share what you have earned with them, you would easily become a billionaire…I know Ann, you will.”
Ann got up. She tried to touch my feet. I said, no. Just Namaste will do.
Ann (not real name) is now working in a television firm as news editor. (See also: http://udaypai.in/?page_id=453)
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By
Udaylal Pai
March 05, 2013
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thank you sir for your experience shared to us
Sir, A big salute to your Firm Determination and Karma based Income. Excellent Sir, The determination and inspiration itself is an advice for any one. A lot of eye opening, mind blogging and convincing Articles. Thank u Sir. Myself a Teacher in a University who has only student asset willing to meet you and ofcourse, if time permits a lecture to our university students when you are in India. Thank u sir.
Dear Udaylal ji Thank u so much for this heart touching posting.i am also a blessed person and thankful to the God.i am happy atleast now I saw ur writing.May God bless u.Vazgha valamudan
speechless again…..Udaylalji…
No words to describe, whatever you have written strikes us right into the inner depth of our mind and heart, makes us feel how lucky we are. While reading your blog for first time, it just directly went inside my mind without any doubt whatsoever. Truly I am humbled and enlightened by the way you and your family have come up in life. All your articles are sure to give lots of hope and motivation to sincere people who love to come up in life without getting carried away by social hype. Thank you and lots of wishes to your family for infinite joy and happiness.
very inspiring sir. you are one of the best person who know the rules of karama. I love you sir
it just reminded me –own experience . single dress , no watch to see the time ( depends on the Temple’s bell ringings for time ) struggling to meet nth ends to complete the college and then interview campus. atended the interview with dhothi and without chappel, and interviewer asked why you you where dhoti for interviews. Then humbly informed him about family and economic condition . Ke kept mum, toled me wait out side. after three hours , he offered me traine job. a lot of struggles. But understand the valus of money and sharing. As you said, others like all materialistic things and money etc. but not sympatic and guiding force.
the details explanation of in your storry, is really touching and guiding force for the present youth .
nice article
Dear Paimam,
Really heart touching story. One can take as a guide to their life. After reading I feel it is not just and fare if I am not writing anything. Experience is the only way for perfection. You can immagine the children whose father expired at the age of 11 and mother is not qualified and capable, and staying in
just two rooms where there is no electricity in the entire village. For that rich and poor is same in 1950″s. I started earning though little at the age of even 9. Made my graduation by working after college hours, from 6.00 P. M to even 2. A M some days. normally 12 midnight. After graduation done some petty business and later on became member of Cochin Stock exchange, and even a part of management council at the time of great HarshatMehta scam in Capital market. I was associated with CSE from a small office at T.D. Road to the flourishing later on Opposite International Hotel. In Capital market financially I travelled in heaven and hell and came back to square one. earth. Still I was a gainer though lost almost 80% gained. Now retired and doing little trading and managing my investment.
Your decision not to touch any money other than you earned and asked no money for marriage is definitely and some what followed by me. My view is that what right we got to spend money other than we earned honestly and truthfully. Money is Lakshmi and we should not chase her and catch. Do our Karma so that Lakshmi will worship. With out money we can not do anything. and With money we can not achieve everything. It is just like salt in a curry, less and more is not fit to taste. I am of the view that everybody should sleep 6 to 8 hours. life is to live not to make money only.
For children if we transfer the experience they will become perfect. I used to share my experience with my only son and wife while discussing in our house. As you have written earlier I hope to meet u one day.
With warm regards
Sir, very nice
Respected Udai sir,
It gives me pleasure in requesting you to refer my blog on speaking tree “Money matters blend it with spirituality” since it was my little effort to express my views and for the person like you who is full of intellect it is nothing yet I NEED your comments to my feeling coincides with you.
Dear Mr. Pai, you are just great to have achieved all of this. I am lucky to be reading your articles.
Truly incredible i didnt realize i had tears rolling down my eyes .i am simply moved .awesome thoughts sir .
Stay Blessed
Dear Uday
Really touched my heart …
how moved i am…u r so great sir….reading just 1 article of u i requested for ur friendship. i became a greaT ORDENT FAN OF U….EVERYONE SHOULD IMBIBE UR GREAT QUALITIES…no words to express my happiness after reading ur article…
Wow!! this article should be read by each and every youths in the world. I am a multi billionaire too 😀
Not sure how to stop this craze in the world to go and look for the money which is they cant even use or enjoy.
You are a true inspiration Sir.
Thank a ton.
Society prompts us to live superficial…true it adds a lot of pressure to prove all societal dogmas and expectations leading to misery. Thanks for the article
How great…..wonderful…if people think billionaire..they think
money. Your perception depicts the RIGHT billionaire!!
Thanks a lot for sharing this with us. God Bless!!
awesome article sir,
made me to remember my past days
still im struggling to earn
great fan of u 🙂
liked the post which brought back memories of my child hood
Can I repost this on My FB page
I just became your fan 🙂
paimam,
this incident is really heart moving and ideal in the present circumstances,where people run behind money and when the realissation dawns it will be very late to set it right as life is very short and there is no replay in life hats off!!
Top 25 comments from Speaking Tree
Arun Srivastava
Mar 05, 2013 at 03:37 pm
An eye-catching,sensitive story of a billionaire !
I could feel the throat lumps,and surges of emotions at times,reading the struggle for existence,survival and success,it was too much,too endearing.
It also brought in the scenes of poverty,hunger,misery and suffering,fleeting all vividly across my mind,and the stifled pangs of human malaise littered on the streets,hospitals,slums and desolate homes,once again was palpable to me.
You have led a truly balanced philosophy of spirituality and creativity in your life,which has been blogged here in your own brilliantly articulate and communicative manner.
It’s a real contentment of life to have the love of parents,society,and children,and to be able to give to the society, which cannot be compensated by earning billions.My best regards.
Sumita Kataria
Mar 05, 2013 at 01:36 pm
A wonderful article
I have no words but all I can say is that you are a strong man in true sense.
“At the working man’s house hunger looks in but dares not enter”
Benjamin Franklin
An honest person’s struggle gives him happiness and not pain because he knows the importance and merits of being honest.
Living life with true awareness may not make a person a billionaire but rich of heart.
“Being rich of heart makes you wealthy beyond compare… “- Unknown.
regards
Ishwar Hamesha Saath Hai
Sanjay Mansukhani
Mar 08, 2013 at 04:04 pm
Your article moved me to tears and tears of joy and bliss that this world has people like you around and there is still ample amount of hope for humanity. Many thanks and heart felt gratitude.
Rati Hegde
Mar 05, 2013 at 01:38 pm
You have a way of communicating your thoughts beautifully. Yes, in that way, India has many many millionaires & we do have to thank our culture for helping us understand that money is only as good as it can be used to help others. thx for sharing this lovely blog 🙂
B.k. Jagadish Replies to Dr Udaylal Pai
Mar 06, 2013 at 11:59 am
Sorry ! I read my own response once again and find the word ME missing !!….and you were kind enough to overlook it understood my actual message !!… Thank You !!…btw let me type correct version now :-
It was an OVERWHELMING Experience for me, Doctor Ji !!…. My Pranams !!!.
Neeru Malhotra
Mar 05, 2013 at 02:30 pm
Let it be a new beginning……
Let everyone like Ann understand and know the real billionaires
Salute to u……..
Shrikrishna Saran
Mar 05, 2013 at 02:45 pm
Yes,
You are a true Billionaire.
Thanks for sharing.
Gutta Vramayya
Mar 05, 2013 at 02:51 pm
“Never spend money for luxury – buy essential things only. Whenever you buy unessential things, remember you have millions of brothers and sisters who are crying for one square meal. When you share what you have earned with them, you would easily become a billionaire…DEAR UDAYJI EXCELLENT AND HEART MOVING ARTICLE -THANKING YOU
Chaity Biswas
Mar 05, 2013 at 03:23 pm
The gift of this narration is supreme ….it touched many a heart including mine.
Hoping many such words of wisdom will come by for us to soak in ….
Kiran Arora
Mar 05, 2013 at 03:53 pm
Yes – I am very rich. My parents, wife, kids, relatives, friends and my love showered me with huge pile of treasure. I am sharing it with another billion – more than one billion. There are 1.2 billion Indians… I have the capacity to love all of them. May be more than that. This capacity makes me multi-billionaire…”
wonderful lines and very beautifully expressed
Sangeeta Rao
Mar 05, 2013 at 04:13 pm
Uday Maam Namaskar, Thank you…….such an inspirational example which gave me confidence that the life which we lead is on the righteous path. As sometimes looking at the outside world & current situation, we are so confused that, a question often arises ” Are we inculcating the right values in our son?” or “Are we not taking him against the crowd, by not buying for him the (unnecessary) luxurious of life like other children of his age group”.
Once again thank you Sir…..
Suman Bala
Mar 05, 2013 at 04:46 pm
Silver: 432
The whole narration is like a conversation with Mr.Uday Lal Pai sitting right across my table. Intutions work !!! YES, THEY DO . They are the first thoughts that come to your mind , just pure without any relations to our past. It`s like God guiding us in a whisper.
The precious pearls is:
“Never spend money for luxury – buy essential things only. Whenever you buy unessential things, remember you have millions of brothers and sisters who are crying for one square meal. When you share what you have earned with them, you would easily become a billionaire…I know Ann, you will.”
One is not rich by possessions but by sharing his possessions and caring for those who do not have the means and ability to possess.
Thanks Mr. Pai for such a lovely sharing.
God bless you.
Manas Das
Mar 05, 2013 at 06:02 pm
Absorbing- compassionate and transparent.
Intuition- honesty- righteousness are reflected.
Thank you Sir
Sheel Kapoor
Mar 05, 2013 at 07:31 pm
Family bondage , love n harmony are the precious assets which create faith , commitment n sincerity . And the one , who possesses all these what else he/she wants more ? THE REAL BILLIONAIRE
Ranganathan Ganapathy
Mar 05, 2013 at 07:48 pm
Quite touching, very elaborate and nice expressions.
We plant seeds that will flower as results in our lives, so best to remove the weeds of anger, avarice, envy, and doubt, that peace and abundance may manifest for all.
Sahana Madhyastha
Mar 05, 2013 at 07:52 pm
You did it again and to the delight of the readers I hope you will do it again and again. My true wishes. 🙂
Gopinath Kaushik
Mar 05, 2013 at 08:08 pm
A beautiful blog narrated in a beautiful way.As Rightly said,
Money poisons you when you’ve got it, and starves you when you haven’t.. (D. H. LAWRENCE,)
Thank You,Jai Sri Krishna.
Shreya Mukherjee
Mar 05, 2013 at 08:33 pm
I am a billionaire 🙂 inspiring and touching perspective about being a billionaire … Thanks a ton for sharing 🙂
Surinder Raina
Mar 05, 2013 at 09:11 pm
Very honest expression of living life with virtues. Your simplicity is indeed a treasure.
Best possible inspiration of living life.
God bless you such that you become a role model for every dwelling society.
I will always be eager to read your articles / blogs.
Niti Lora
Mar 05, 2013 at 09:26 pm
Touchy read.
But I am not sure whether the content follows the title. How-to-be-billionaire titles are plenty in the market, and surely, this is not one among them. It is carefully woven with emotions, sentiments and stories…..
Somewhere I feel there is a glorification of poverty in the name of values and sacrifice…:-)
Your blogs are not abstract, not philosophical, and you are not at all argumentative – traits of a person who has grown from ground. I can see that. There is a connect for me with u because of your authenticity… u stand by what u are and do not crave for acceptance….
There is one more thing which connects me – I too had my share of deprivation, physical and emotional, at some point in my life and I can vibe with u when u talk about poverty, and your punch line: there are only two things which would touch and transform you in life – hunger and love. I am fortunate that I had sufficient share of both!…
Great interacting with you, though I have differences about many things discussed in the blog – but that doesn’t matter….
My love…:-)
Sathya Lakshman
Mar 05, 2013 at 09:49 pm
Uday ji, Indeed you are very rich and have enriched us by sharing this precious post! When some one helps you in times of utter need that help is the most valuable, more valuable than all the riches that we had, have or will have afterwards. Even those who have money can be poor if they are not enriched by gratitude. Those who do not have money can be rich if they count their blessings.
Sunita Gupta
Mar 06, 2013 at 09:49 am
I have read ur complete blog . word by word .vn i started my career there was lot of money in MTPS. but i noticed that people were addicted to it like an druggist / alcoholic . second time i joined a nursing home just to sharpen my skills but again peace of mind in that family was miles away . this was enough of reasons not to make money this way . well as and vn needed got that much nd happy about it .
my dad a best example of simplicity , hard work nd efficiency in his profession -has been a leading factor in life . — only those who come up with hard work have the courage and humility –wish u grt gud luck and happiness to all those you love .
Gollakota Sn Murthy
Mar 07, 2013 at 02:52 pm
Very touching and impacting experience and multitude of thoughts, perceptions and values. Thanks for sharing.
PS: Probably many of above have roots that sprouted.
Karthi Keykarthi
Mar 08, 2013 at 09:34 am
“Never spend money for luxury – buy essential things only. Whenever you buy unessential things, remember you have millions of brothers and sisters who are crying for one square meal”…..Yes sir!
100% agree.
Changeman Citizen Mitter Vedu
Mar 07, 2013 at 01:43 pm
Great!
Source: http://www.speakingtree.in/spiritual-blogs/seekers/self-improvement/how-to-be-a-billionaire-the-easiest-way
Just awesome. My father used to say…”You can get all the precious things of the world for free” and I believe him. You need not be a billionaire to the world…be it to your loved ones. I earn and live for my family…I will not do anything which will give me huge money but will keep me detached from my family. Thank you.
BEAUTIFUL, I love you soooooooomuch Uday
Greate post. Keep writing such kind of inspiring auto-biography info on your blog.
Im really impressed by all your articles
Just superb
You break the concepts and perception about everything.
I like “Are you Enlightened” and “Chat with film star” the most
Thanks for your marvelous posting! I truly immersed in it while reading it, you’re a great author. I will remember to bookmark your blog and will come back later on.
I want to encourage you continue your great job!
Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I really appreciate your efforts and
I am waiting for your further write ups thank you once again.
Dear Sir Uday,
While reading this article of yours,i was yet another ‘Ann’…(eventhough not a journalist).. Infact its a great realisation for me about you – from ‘Udayamamu’ to the journalist ‘Udaylal Pai’ through “Lets Share n Care”…thanks for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us.. and also for mentioning and setting an example of those lovely ladies in ur life – ammoomma, Shylu mayi,Sruthy n Adrika…”Behind every successful man,there is a woman”-i think its true in ur case also…as u r always been surrounded n supported by these efficient and lovely ladies…(but why dnt you mentioned anything about sweet Aishwarya…its not fair)…anywayz all my regards to you n ur sweet family…looking forward for more sharing n caring….n thanks to Shylu mayi for posting this on FB…
Semiya….(remember u alwayz used to tease me calling this???).
You truly are an inspiration Uday sir.
superb. nw am also in the same. no job ,no money. i dnt knw wat to do. where i am. but then am simply enjoying each and every moment.