Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Income tax filing - A pleasant experience

The most dreaded act for anyone earning a taxable income is returns filing. The minds in finance ministry has an obligation to give a decent living to hoardes of CA's and tax consultants, so they made the forms in such a way that any normal human being have to go through a Masters course of advanced tax filing to think about reading them. So the most sought after route is, get a tax consultant, give him all the details, pay him the required fee and get the acknowledgement slip.Forget about it, after few months get a cheque from IT department if there is any refund. Start the cycle next year.

I have been doing the same when i was in india till a year ago. But once i tried to online filing, but i nipped it in the bud once i saw the proceedure. Maybe this is due to my laziness or unwillingness to go through the maze.

But i had a very pleasant experience in filing returns here in malaysia.

Once the financial year completed i recieved the returns filing form with basic personal and professional details. The biggest draw back was, it was completely in Malay rather than in english. If you need to fill the form you need the help of some local person.

The biggest revelation for me in malaysia was the way they have their government offices. It is people friendly and not intimidating as back in india. Im not saying everything is hunky dory here, but overall a better experience than in India. Income tax office has several officers to help you out to fill the forms and also place to pay any tax you need to pay.
The other way is onling filing which is one of the easiest way to file returns. In the income tax office they have several PCs which we can use to file the returns. There also they have officers to help you out complete them.
As i was filing for the first time, i showed my id and tax refernce number . They registered and gave me a pin number to login to the system. The site is also available in english which was helpful to file the returns without any help. Everything was given step by step like personal details, income yearned,tax paid, deduction and rebates, final tax calculation. Once you fill them with available details you can send the file with digital signature and take the receipt. Thats it!!! It take no more than 15 minutes for me to finish. No hassles, no tax consulants, no expenses. It was one of the best experience i had so far.

I dont know how the system has changed back in india, but if they want to change, they can take this system as an example to go ahead.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

You You You

You..
You are the pleasure
you are the pain.
You are the happiness
you are the sadness.
You are the joy
you are the sorrow.
You are the gain
you are the loss.
You are everywhere
you are nowhere
You are everything
you are nothing.
You you you,
everywhere it is You.
Im trying to find myself,
Where Iam?
I think iam lost in You.

Lost in memory

We may not get what we desire in love
As we differ in langauage,in god
and in times unscientific reasons.
We accept this tamely and suffer silently.
We become just bridesmaid
instead of the bride.
We just replace them with someone else
but still the love lingers on..
Even if we cant become part of their life
we give them memory for life.
Many a love becomes memory
rather than memorable life.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Miserable me or her

Just watching TV in the hotel room, alone...

Here im winding away the time all alone, far away from her..
She is not here to talk, to share the joy or
just be with me by my side.
I felt miserable to be away from her.
But ,
i was with her for months...
Never heard what she wants to say..
never spent time with her...
Always said, im busy, tired or something else..
or, we will talk tomorrow..
But in love, tomorrow never comes...
Its better to say or do what we like then..
rather than wait for another day..
Being with your loved one and feeling
not important in their life...
is more miserable than
being alone in a hotel room..

Life in fast lane

My life is in fast lane..

Racing between cities and towns,
to acheive the targets.
Nearest thing to home is my hotel room..
Its been days since i met my dear and near ones.
Im running in this rat race to secure
a better future, forgetting
my best present - my family.
My companions my mobile and computer.
I commuicate only through them
They are my intermediaries to my family.
One day, i got a call, she is sick.
I rushed back to see her.
I was with her couple of days....comforting her.
She is happy to be sick, she said,
as i will be with her, on her side..
My heart felt her pain,
i had only tears as my answer.
I know it is difficult,
but have to start for my race..
to secure the future,
without enjoying the 'present'.

Night outs

Her day starts in the night.

She dresses well and ventures out.
She stands in the dark in the bus stand
waiting for the customer.
Many eyes are roving on her knowingly
She is not clearly visible, not flaunting her wares
but is naked in their eyes.
Atlast, she found her tenant
they bargained and agreed for a price,
the price for her rented organ.
They went into the dark to finish the job.
All watched this,
some were eager,
some were angry.
They came out within 10 minutes
completing the job.
She adjusted the dress and
waited for the next in the dark.
She knows,
she may not see the light in her life
even if the day dawns..

Friends

We are not friends to drift apart..

even if the distance keeps us apart..
We may have misunderstanding
but it will melt away
by our deep rooted understanding.
We may have seen warm and sunny days..
also we see cold and rainy days.
But we will come out of that even more stronger.
We can tease, scold, get angry with each other
but we should talk frankly with each other.
Because thats where our strenght lies.

Choice without an answer

I have a choice to make

follow the mind or heart.
Mind says it cannot happen
Heart says go ahead whatever happens.
But both knows the end is negative.
Still my heart will go on
to do what it likes to do..
even if it is going to hurt me
because thats what love is all about...
Nothing going to change my love for you..forever....ever..

Dream world

I lived in a dream world..

without having any hold.
I thought,
everything will happen automatically
but everything crumbled systematically.
This didnt made me crestfallen
because my heart not yet flattened.
Still my heart dreams and hopes
in the real world

You are what You are!!!

Dont change yourself..

Because i love you
for what you are.
If you change,
you may not be who you are
and,
i may not love you as i am,
so be as you are.
No one has the right to change you
even the one who loves you..

Heaven and Hell

I called you, no reply...

i spoke to you, no answer...
i waited with lot of hope,
i had only that.

The hours hurrying fast
with my heart pounding hard.

Time to start as come..
still you have not come.

My intution held me back
with my heart holding you.

Atlast,
you showed your smiling face..

My heart got the relief
but it was brief..
Now im struck with grief
as your stay will be short.

I lived at that moment in
heaven and hell.

Heaven - as you come atlast,
Hell - as this will be the last.
I dont know to smile or cry.

Dreams

Dreams,

a gift given by god...

Dreams...
many men lived for
and
many died for..

Dreams..
makes us to live for another day
makes our soul to survive
and fights for the future..for good or bad.

Many dreams gave us future,
many destroyed the present
to satisfy with the past.

Still the dream springs and
men sprints to acheive..

Dreams of the Past gives the Present, the Future..

Reality bites

I travelled villages in remote places

which are backward for ages..
without roads, transportation and even water.
People walk miles barefoot in hot sun
to fetch water to drink.
I watched this drinking
the cool branded water.
Their feets having cracks like
their parched land.
I felt like an alien
wearing my 'Nike' in their land.
Children running here and there
with their running nose.
Men and women chatting in the day time
when they will see the good time...
People looked our car and us as foreigners
Yes, for them we are foreigners.
I came to the village for selling cigarattes,
where even 3 meals a day is luxury.
But this is my job and
iam the new age man.
Iam lying if i say iam ashamed of this.
But i felt sorry for them,
the only thing i can do now.
I came back to my hotel room
closed my eyes and slept
shutting the reality out.

Old posts in new blog

I created this blog some time back but somehow i couldnt post anything so far. Maybe starting trouble, so decided to post some of my old posts which i have written in some 5 years ago here.