Are we living in a real world or everything an illusion?
It is a question that always arises especially when we are going through troubled times.A stigma when we tends to believe in nothing.We get satisfied assuming the mysteriousness in the reality.A way to sit back and mourn upon our hardships.
Here is what I believe that this universe is 'real' .This world is real. We are real. Our troubles are real and our life is real. What ever we come across the ordinate of time just exist exist no matter how micro it is or how macro it can be. Everything is real and the challenge is to face it and survive for existence.
Only illusion is our mind- the Human thought.That's how different religions ,different concepts of god and different ideologies came into existence.A conscious effort to synchronize the existence and non-existence.
Struggle
What is we call a struggle?
The stress in managing to keep the good shape of our family?Raising money for their expenses? Kids,their good education ,good dress,good food and so on....? Or is that the overwork for getting the construction of the dream house? Crores spend but still half way.heh.
Is that the effort required to come up the ranks to achieve our career goals?
Or the extra work we have to do to not hear the yell from the boss ? Or To impress him ?Or to study hard and earn toppers medal,coming from a turbulent family background?
What about the scenario where having all the wealth to make other envy but still lacking the moral satisfaction / mental health ? Like a delicious Briyani meal in-front of you but you can't have that as you are fasting !
A lover who lost his love to someone else.How he going to live his rest of the life if their love was so intense ? Isn't that a Struggle?
Earthquake,Tsunami,wars etc. Survivors and their hardships.
Think about the freedom fight. Was't that a struggle?
A dear mazing through the grasslands with a Cheetah poaching behind the long grass hide . A lonely plant right in the middle of a desert .Struggle for Survival ?
So by all these definitions and many more,is there a single living being that haven't experienced the exertion?
So is staying alive a struggle ? To live through each day a struggle ? Then why everyone love struggling as no one likes to die!
So my question arises.
Why all living things don't want to die even when they are going through the most difficult pains and even after knowing there is no way back?
Love Letter ....By The GUY
After a day's hectic work,he got himself refreshed .He leaned on to his curved bamboo chair with the usual note pad and his beloved parker pen.He started scripting his love.
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Baby,Honey My Dear,
Its been 25 years, a month and fourteen days, my wait for you is still on and on and on.I think you also feel same as I am feeling right now.Sweetie,why haven't we still met at-least for once? I want you ,my darling.I want you so badly.
Each second,each minute,each hour,each day,each month,each year, I imagine a world only you and me.You are my all.You are the most happiest thing I can ever get in my life.When ever I imagine you,a joyous wave springs through my nerves.I am truly ,madly ,deeply in love with you.
I fancy those Special Moments when we are together.I can feel you are with me all the time yet I can't touch you.I can hear your heart beat yet i can't year your voice.But,may be its your persistence to hide from me that is driving me more closer towards you.
You my Angel ,You are the missing part of my heart.I can dream you all day - all night .Haven't you seen this? Can't you feel this? My dear, I waiting for you from times unmemorable and I will wait for you for all my life time.
I don't know how to end this letter but what I know is my love to you is infinite.
Love you...Love you... Love you... infinity.
The Guy
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He completed his letter,took a sigh and laid flat on his bed with eyes open as if he was searching the moon,stars and constellations through the ceiling.He started Dreaming...
After Effect...
Some incident seems very strange ,some seems not.But now,I feel everything strange.It was all perfect until this happened last day.
After watching the action comedy serial CHUCK season 3 in AXN , I laid on my bed aimlessly,pointlessly and purposelessly.Soon I slipped into the usual repose mode.Later I woke an got dressed. I realize myself driving a Lambhorgini Revanton through a mid-lands highway chasing some Russian Agents.My ID Card read name as CHUCK BARTOWSKI,the FBI Undercover Spy.
En route,I touched Top Speed 205 MPH and next moment my Lambo got transformed into MV Agusta F4 CC .I felt floating as if there was the effect of magnetic levitation.
All of a sudden,the highway came to a dead - end.I was too little too late to apprehend depth of the trough and I was on a free fall.Somewhere down the lane I remember hearing the music 'Free Falling' by Tom Petty.
During the fall everything changed as I traveled down through a never ending hollow tube ,lights flashing all around with soft techno groove music and defying the Laws of gravitation .I closed my eyes while enduring a smooth transition.
Where am I now? Opening my eyes,I was astonished. I was in the middle of Old Trafford, 'The Theater of Dreams' ,wearing the legendary No 7 shirt.I could hear spectators chanting my name,Gaffer shouting from the touch line,players hustling -bustling for that while round ball. I felt very naive. what is this?
Yes..I was a Red Devil !!!! It was Manchester United taking on Chelsea on a crunch Sunday afternoon.Full time. Score tied at 1-1,last minute of Injury Time.Nani won a free kick withing the range.Unusually I stepped up to take the responsibility. I saw a huge wall of Chelsea players.My Heart Beat pounded.Ref whistled...I took a deep breath and unleashed myself.The Rest was History!!! I did a 'Bent it like Beckham' and the ball curled into the net.Its a GOAL!!!!Wild celebration followed;I got stacked by my fellas and I was at the bottom of a Manchester United Mountain.
Then I got a nod from someone.I soon realized those were my unorganized,fantasy dreams.I regained my consciousness and got dressed for my evening walk(this time for real).Got out of my house..wait a sec.How come I living in Burj Kalifa? How come I am in Dubai at the moment?oh .. there Tom Cruise executing the stunt from Burj Khalifa roof top.WTF!!!Petronas Tower standing next !!!Empire State Building,Eiffel Tower,Leaning Tower of Pisa...?. oh I was dying . Whats happened to me? I jumped from 160 floor.On my way down,I saw Stodard Temple,Enright House,Slotnick Buildings ;those described in Ayn Rand's 'The Fountainhead'.I hit the ground with a bang.
Time 5:30 am...
Opening my eyes,I saw myself displaced from my bed;lying on the floor with the TV Remote,Laptop,AutoCar Magazine,Football and the Novel.I felt pain creeping into my bones.My head was aching.I was immobile.Did I live in the Dream for real?
I don't know what happened in between. Some incidents just seems so vague that i can't even retrace them. By the way I saw some green pastures in between but can't develop the incident unfolded there.So Vague.
It was a dream inside a dream.It was INCEPTION!!!!
Now into the seriousness of this matter:- Our Subconscious mind always notes and records the mundane,important and un-important activities in our life and it gets played like a drama once the sub-consciousness the body and mind.
This is what is called THE AFTER EFFECT...
After watching the action comedy serial CHUCK season 3 in AXN , I laid on my bed aimlessly,pointlessly and purposelessly.Soon I slipped into the usual repose mode.Later I woke an got dressed. I realize myself driving a Lambhorgini Revanton through a mid-lands highway chasing some Russian Agents.My ID Card read name as CHUCK BARTOWSKI,the FBI Undercover Spy.
En route,I touched Top Speed 205 MPH and next moment my Lambo got transformed into MV Agusta F4 CC .I felt floating as if there was the effect of magnetic levitation.
All of a sudden,the highway came to a dead - end.I was too little too late to apprehend depth of the trough and I was on a free fall.Somewhere down the lane I remember hearing the music 'Free Falling' by Tom Petty.
During the fall everything changed as I traveled down through a never ending hollow tube ,lights flashing all around with soft techno groove music and defying the Laws of gravitation .I closed my eyes while enduring a smooth transition.
Where am I now? Opening my eyes,I was astonished. I was in the middle of Old Trafford, 'The Theater of Dreams' ,wearing the legendary No 7 shirt.I could hear spectators chanting my name,Gaffer shouting from the touch line,players hustling -bustling for that while round ball. I felt very naive. what is this?
Yes..I was a Red Devil !!!! It was Manchester United taking on Chelsea on a crunch Sunday afternoon.Full time. Score tied at 1-1,last minute of Injury Time.Nani won a free kick withing the range.Unusually I stepped up to take the responsibility. I saw a huge wall of Chelsea players.My Heart Beat pounded.Ref whistled...I took a deep breath and unleashed myself.The Rest was History!!! I did a 'Bent it like Beckham' and the ball curled into the net.Its a GOAL!!!!Wild celebration followed;I got stacked by my fellas and I was at the bottom of a Manchester United Mountain.
Then I got a nod from someone.I soon realized those were my unorganized,fantasy dreams.I regained my consciousness and got dressed for my evening walk(this time for real).Got out of my house..wait a sec.How come I living in Burj Kalifa? How come I am in Dubai at the moment?oh .. there Tom Cruise executing the stunt from Burj Khalifa roof top.WTF!!!Petronas Tower standing next !!!Empire State Building,Eiffel Tower,Leaning Tower of Pisa...?. oh I was dying . Whats happened to me? I jumped from 160 floor.On my way down,I saw Stodard Temple,Enright House,Slotnick Buildings ;those described in Ayn Rand's 'The Fountainhead'.I hit the ground with a bang.
Time 5:30 am...
Opening my eyes,I saw myself displaced from my bed;lying on the floor with the TV Remote,Laptop,AutoCar Magazine,Football and the Novel.I felt pain creeping into my bones.My head was aching.I was immobile.Did I live in the Dream for real?
I don't know what happened in between. Some incidents just seems so vague that i can't even retrace them. By the way I saw some green pastures in between but can't develop the incident unfolded there.So Vague.
It was a dream inside a dream.It was INCEPTION!!!!
Now into the seriousness of this matter:- Our Subconscious mind always notes and records the mundane,important and un-important activities in our life and it gets played like a drama once the sub-consciousness the body and mind.
This is what is called THE AFTER EFFECT...
The Wind.
Nice to see my page still working.
And so,here I am back with my Informal Ideas....
The perpetual journey through the ocean of life is making me realizing the bliss and the agony.I often feel life is like the waves created by the action of Wind.The trough and the crest,the amplitude and the frequency , all depends upon the intensity of the Mighty Wind.How can we interpret 'The Wind' in our lives? This is rather a simple question with complicated answers and it varies from individual to individual.
My perception of Wind took me through the path of Self Consciousness- the quality that can help us in discerning our character,understanding conscience,ethics and guide us to the point where our inner and external souls meet.Self consciousness can travel us through the challenges in life ;the route I should follow so that I can see the ones around me happy and down the line I can analyze my accomplishments.
Now,the "Challenge' plays important role in determining our 'Wind'.That is why i believe there is no clear cut definitions for that simple word. So what is your thought on it ? How you feel your 'Wind' is?
And so,here I am back with my Informal Ideas....
The perpetual journey through the ocean of life is making me realizing the bliss and the agony.I often feel life is like the waves created by the action of Wind.The trough and the crest,the amplitude and the frequency , all depends upon the intensity of the Mighty Wind.How can we interpret 'The Wind' in our lives? This is rather a simple question with complicated answers and it varies from individual to individual.
My perception of Wind took me through the path of Self Consciousness- the quality that can help us in discerning our character,understanding conscience,ethics and guide us to the point where our inner and external souls meet.Self consciousness can travel us through the challenges in life ;the route I should follow so that I can see the ones around me happy and down the line I can analyze my accomplishments.
Now,the "Challenge' plays important role in determining our 'Wind'.That is why i believe there is no clear cut definitions for that simple word. So what is your thought on it ? How you feel your 'Wind' is?
Once Upon a Dawn....
A new dawn, another dream;
a new vision,another mission;
Hope for a wonderful today and a exciting tomorrow.
This piece of canvass was inspired from the thought "Start of a Wonderful Today."
Office timing.
Monday 8 30 am
Boss : Why you so late today?You know what is time now?
Me : Sir, I am extremely sorry.Sir,Actually ,I am suffering from asthma.I am finding it very difficult with this winter.
Sir,I have a small request.Can I get a shift in my office timing from 7am to 8 am? Sir,I will compensate the work time working 1 hr after office hours.If you want I will bring my doctor's certificate.
Boss: hmm..By the way ,you finished the documentation? That I gave you yesterday.
Me : Yes Sir,I had completed it yesterday itself.
Boss : Oh...good..it is ok.Let me see then.
Evening 5 30
Deepak's CD shop
Deepak : Arre Bhaai, Why you late today? How was the day?
Me : Yaar ,had some work to finish.Hey,good news. I got my office timing shifted to 8 .ha ha..
Abhishek : Oye,u Saale,cool yaar.You applied the same trick .
Me: he he,,yea..jus approached in a sentimental way.Same old Asthma story.
Deepak: Haah..You are a born fraud.So ...what's plan all night?Online chatting?Movies? heh.
Me :Nah... Nothin much.Hey Abhishek ,it's your birthday today na..Happy b'day wishes yaar...So you planning for a party tonight?
Deepak : Abhishek,your birthday?? Well so in that case you should treat us tonight.
Abhishek : thanks thanks...err but tomorrow I have to go for work.Will plan a treat later.Arre you also have to go to work na.
Me : oh ..it's not a problem.I have gotta shift na.You don've to say anything.It's all set.You treating us today.So wat's it?? RS or Signature? I prefer RS.
Abhishek :eh..ke ke..heh..We will meet at your home ,9'o clock. ke Deepak ?
Deepak : Done.
Night,9'clock - Party time.
12 am ,mid night - Party continues.
4 am ,early morning -
Me- ah..t ws fantastasttic.njoyed hellaoot.lime gom to sleeeop.gudnite gus.
Abhishek :ah..kek..hes off..i m too gonna sleep gudnite deepal.
Deepak : gunite..gusni.
Tuesday 10 30 am
Boss : Well common saaair,what is the time on your clock ? Well I got your officetime shifted and now what are you going to say? I can't tolerate this!!!!
Me : Sir,I am extremely sorry Sir. Sir, Actually ,I am undergoing a medication for Asthma.The medicine is a bit sedative and its effect will sustain for a period more than the normal sleeping hours.Sir,That's why.Sorry Sir.
Sir,I have a small request.Can I get my office timing changed to 10 am - 7 pm ??????
Boss : HMMMMMM. < CENSORED >
PS. This is just an imaginary story.The Me in the story is no way related to the real ME.If anyone feels any similarities between Me and ME ,its just a coincidence. :-p.
Worship
Flowing through the life like the water in a river,
Melted into it like the air in the universe.
Long search for a way to spiritual happiness took me no where.I was frozen in my room not even able to scribble on my web page.Variegated beliefs and nuance practices made me sick and sad being unable to find any solace.
I realize nothing but the formal ways of worship is just one of the thousand methods to attain inner happiness.But ,now being antagonist,it seems I am much more happier.Flowing with the life, with no limits and no constraints.More stronger, mentally and physically.
Worship can never be confined to the walls of church or temple.For it is an attitude towards life,a response to the universe around us,a diligence to the experiences that come along us.
Do you have the Power in you?
When my friend got into an altercation with another my classmate,a guy who intermediated to resolve the case turned up and advised "hey,why are you fighting with him? You know who his Dad is? Don't forget he is a rich business man.He's got money ,he's got power and he can do anything against you"
Isn't this how many of us think of Power - the richest man in the city or the one who can control others?
Searching different web pages for a rather philosphical meaning of Power,I ended up on the concept of 'Inner Purity' .Great peronalities like Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King,Mother Teresa ,all influenced people not because of their bank balance .They were all 'authentic' .They were all true to oneself and open to all.They could change a community by being oneself.That is the 'True Eternal Power'. The earlier is just virtual,illusion and it perishes when one looses his material.
Do you have the power in you?
Have you ever attempted to know your self and asked "how can I make my life count for something?" ?
Have you been tired of fatigued of being suppresed of your ideas?
Do you love your self an give respect to others values like you do yourself ?
Do you have the direction in which your life is meant to go?
Have you got the access to your own spirit of soul ?
Are you in the right place at the right time?
To be onself is a human and univeral power which brings with it a cornucopia of blessings.Attaining openness is a life time endeavour and no body can make it all the way.We can just travel through the path as much as we can and something we learn day by day,implement in our lives.According to my web based research, here are some ways to begin the journey-
-Pay attention to the sourrounding,inwardly and outwardly.
-Try to think differently,don't be shy in doing that and its not a wrong thing to do .
-Soltitude is the heart of self knowledge.Amalgamation of ideas takes place only when we are left alone.Being alone will make us realize what is good and what is wrong for us.This process makes us tougher inwards and tenderer outwards. Trust me.I have the experience.
Life is a curious journey.It becomes more intersting when we start living with the 'True Power'.
Do you have the power in you?
Livin another festival season.
Unaffected by transformation through these years,
Life changed,routines modified,
People changed,styles westernized,
Cities changed,villages modernized,
Even season's patern took a U-turn,
Yet,the spirit,
the spirit of festivals remains unchanged.
Happy Diwali wishes to all of you.. :-p.
Another Diwali season on the way.Well its obvious everyone has had some moments from their previous celebrations that reverberates on and on and on.
I still remember my Onam when I was in eight standard.It was holiday time and we played cricket during holidays.I was 'bedazzled' when the superfast delivery from the pacer hit my 'balls' .Eventhough,intially they took it as a comedy,the tone changed when I fainted.The next day I saw myself on a bed in the second floor of nearby hospital.Celebrating a festival in the hospital ward turned out to be wonderful experince coz all my friends were around me .While discharging,the doctor asked me with a pleasing smile,"will you come here during next year also?? !! it was so cool having of you people here at this point of time"
I replied "hmmm..sir, then I will try playing cricket only next year at this same time .heh".
How is your experience all about? Love ,funny,affection anythin it may be...
A children's story.....back to my childishness...
Once upon a time there was a King in a place called Indirapuri. His name was Indiraputra.He was a wise king. He had two sons.Their name was Indraeesh and Indrajith. They were twins.One day King decided to hand over the throne,but he was confused to whom he should pass.So he decided to conduct a secret test.
He called both of them and ordered." We heard our neighbours are planning to capture our territory.My agents have informed me that they are preparing secret camps at our northern and southern borders.I need you both to go seperately in two directions and sort the issue as soon as possible.You can take the army with you if you want."
Indraeesh travelled to the north and Indrajith to the south.Both of them took one thirds of the army with them .But as per the instruction of the King,the army started acting as if they have been affected by food poison.All the soldiers were down.
Indraeesh was puzzled .His ministers adviced him to return back and it is dangerous to negotiate with the neighbours without proper strength.Indraeesh not knowing what to do returned back.
Indrajith was unmoved by the setback of his army.His ministers also asked him not to go ,but Indrajith adviced them to take rest and he will manage the situation himself.He ordered them not to wait for him if he didn't return after two days and assume that he is dead.He continued his travel all alone.At the borderline there was no one. Instead he found a note.
-/// One who wishes the welfare of his people than his own welfare is the Real King. He should not get much influenced from others and should be able to asses the situations by himself.
You have reached that level my son.Come back and accept the throne of Indrapradesh./// -
The rest is history.Indrajith ruled the country for many many years and was the greatest ruler of Inrapuri.
He called both of them and ordered." We heard our neighbours are planning to capture our territory.My agents have informed me that they are preparing secret camps at our northern and southern borders.I need you both to go seperately in two directions and sort the issue as soon as possible.You can take the army with you if you want."
Indraeesh travelled to the north and Indrajith to the south.Both of them took one thirds of the army with them .But as per the instruction of the King,the army started acting as if they have been affected by food poison.All the soldiers were down.
Indraeesh was puzzled .His ministers adviced him to return back and it is dangerous to negotiate with the neighbours without proper strength.Indraeesh not knowing what to do returned back.
Indrajith was unmoved by the setback of his army.His ministers also asked him not to go ,but Indrajith adviced them to take rest and he will manage the situation himself.He ordered them not to wait for him if he didn't return after two days and assume that he is dead.He continued his travel all alone.At the borderline there was no one. Instead he found a note.
-/// One who wishes the welfare of his people than his own welfare is the Real King. He should not get much influenced from others and should be able to asses the situations by himself.
You have reached that level my son.Come back and accept the throne of Indrapradesh./// -
The rest is history.Indrajith ruled the country for many many years and was the greatest ruler of Inrapuri.
Recently ,my friend's little sister narrted this story to me.The old pictures of Balarama Amarchitrkatha,Twinkle ,Spiderman,Superman and all those comic books came into my mind like a flash.I wanted to be a child again.he he..No need to work,no need to earn,no need to cook,no need to know about anything and no responsibilities.
But then, next day I realized it's just another discontentment of my mind.
Have you ever felt like you would love to become a child again ??...atleast one more time...What do you think of it? I know it is never gonna happen again.But still..
A painful Reality. 8-(
Now , straight to the business.I was deprived of the 'scenery' of extreme poverty and slum based life until I had a recent tour to central India.An incident I came across during my life's flow is still clinging in me like a bell all the time.Its irritating.It cannot be purely classified into the group of 'incident' but its actually the reality.Reality of a 'Shining ' 'developing' nation or a third world country...
One day when I was travelling in one of those magiks ,a family of five boarded it.A father ,a mother and three children.They took the seat opposite to mine and so I could see their faces .I still remember the faces like a clear crystal.I could do it neither because they were looking attractive .In fact they were just like the one in millions of those who belonged to families of below average richness level .It was pathetic.
As I watched ,they detrained from the vehicle and went into oblivion...
Frankly speaking , I am experiencing this for the first time..this is the India's other side of the coin.I guess the situations in other third world countries are similar.There may be billions of people across the continent who share the same misfortunes.There are many things which we haven't seen and we haven't heard.There are many.Can I do something for them? I don't know yet.For some problems, its hard to get solutions.
Tagged for the first time..!!!
Sorry A.S ...But better late than never na..and I am here..And it was such a coincidence that when I was deciding for my comeback,I have been tagged!!!
This is the first time I am being tagged. Thank You A.S. :-p. You are so Sweet..
This is the first time I am being tagged. Thank You A.S. :-p. You are so Sweet..
The rules are thus…
RULE 1
You can only say Guilty or Innocent
RULE 2You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!
RULE 3
Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 20 of your friends to answer this.
Asked someone to marry you? Innocent
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent
Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent
Ever told a lie? Guilty,Guilty ,Guilty...
Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty,Guilty
Kissed a picture? Guilty
Slept in until 5 PM? Innocent
Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty,Guilty,Guilty...
Sat on a roof top? Guilty
Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent
Sang in the shower? Guilty.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent
Shaved your head? Innocent
Had a boxing membership? Innocent.
Made a girlfriend/boyfriend cry? Guilty
Been in a band? Innocent
Shot a gun? Innocent
Donated Blood? Innocent
Eaten alligator meat? Innocent
Eaten cheesecake? Innocent
Still love someone you shouldn’t? Guilty
Have/had a tattoo? Guilty
Liked someone, but will never tell who? Guilty
Been too honest? Guilty
RULE 1
You can only say Guilty or Innocent
RULE 2You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!
RULE 3
Copy and paste this into your notes , delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 20 of your friends to answer this.
Ever kissed someone of the same sex? Innocent
Danced on a table in a bar? Innocent
Ever told a lie? Guilty,Guilty ,Guilty...
Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? Guilty,Guilty
Kissed a picture? Guilty
Slept in until 5 PM? Innocent
Fallen asleep at work/school? Guilty,Guilty,Guilty...
Held a snake? Innocent
Been suspended from school? Guilty
Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent
Stolen from a store? Guilty,Guilty
Been fired from a job? Innocent
Done something you regret? Guilty
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent
Kissed in the rain? Innocent
Been suspended from school? Guilty
Worked at a fast food restaurant? Innocent
Stolen from a store? Guilty,Guilty
Been fired from a job? Innocent
Done something you regret? Guilty
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Guilty
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Innocent
Kissed in the rain? Innocent
Kissed someone you shouldn’t? Innocent
Sang in the shower? Guilty.
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Innocent
Shaved your head? Innocent
Had a boxing membership? Innocent.
Made a girlfriend/boyfriend cry? Guilty
Been in a band? Innocent
Shot a gun? Innocent
Donated Blood? Innocent
Eaten alligator meat? Innocent
Eaten cheesecake? Innocent
Still love someone you shouldn’t? Guilty
Have/had a tattoo? Guilty
Liked someone, but will never tell who? Guilty
Been too honest? Guilty
Ruined a surprise? Guilty
Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Innocent
Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty
Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Innocent
Joined a pageant? Innocent
Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty
Had communication with your ex? Innocent
Got totally drunk on the night before exam?Guilty
Got totally angry that you cried so hard? Guilty
Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterwards? Innocent
Erased someone in your friends list? Guilty
Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? Innocent
Joined a pageant? Innocent
Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? Guilty
Had communication with your ex? Innocent
Got totally drunk on the night before exam?Guilty
Got totally angry that you cried so hard? Guilty
And these are my preys.......
Evincere...overcome
so Enjoy..!!
Mansoon Effect.
Last night it was heavy raining that it was too cold to wake up today.Time was around 8.00 a.m and I was still on my bed thinking of giving a break to my work.Under the blanket,I felt like floating in the arctic sea.Cold kept creeping into the body through my legs,but it was a nice feeling.
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam.........." It was my mobile.
"Arae you didn't wake till now?Come wake up.Its already late for you." As usual it was my mother.She always does this to me.eh.
"Hello..Amma ..I will.You don't have to tell this everyday.Can't you see ,I have grown up." I was rather disturbed and I was arrogant.She cut the call. I resumed my sleep.
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam........" Again this stupid thing...!
"Hey...my Hero ....still sleeping kya? Wake up wake up.I have 10 minutes time to talk with you."The sound was sweet and feminine and she was my Girl friend ( sorry mum..I have never told you).But sometimes upsetting our sleep by the most sugarful voice is disgusting.
"Yea...oney............tell..I 'll listen..eh. " I was half sleeping.
She was talking and talking.I was unintersetd in everything and responded with a mere hum.
"Hey ..why you not talking anything? come on da."
"Da..I will call you after some time. I am little busy now .Please yaar."
"eh..You don show the same affection you showed to me earlier.I will show you" She shouted at me and ended the call.
Shit..!eh..But at that moment all I wanted to concentrate was my sleep.
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam......... " Who invented this bullshit..? I was really really frustrated with this crap equipment.
"Helllllo....." I fear my sound went tough this time.
"I am Mr.Devashish "
"Oh..Sir, Good morning Sir."I should have checked the number before yelling.eh.Sure I will get from him for this.
"Your presentation is assigned at 8.30 right? Its already 8.15...Where are you? Guess you are on your way . Try to speed up.We all are waiting for you."
"Sir..yes sir..I am on my way...Will reach in 10 minutes."I had no other option.
" 10 mins?? I must see you here in 5 mins"
" Sir ,I am trying.but its blocked over here"
"okkey...come fast"
I finished the call and looked at the clock.I could do nothing but laugh.
Hmmm...this may be what is called a 'Monsoon Effect' !!!
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam.........." It was my mobile.
"Arae you didn't wake till now?Come wake up.Its already late for you." As usual it was my mother.She always does this to me.eh.
"Hello..Amma ..I will.You don't have to tell this everyday.Can't you see ,I have grown up." I was rather disturbed and I was arrogant.She cut the call. I resumed my sleep.
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam........" Again this stupid thing...!
"Hey...my Hero ....still sleeping kya? Wake up wake up.I have 10 minutes time to talk with you."The sound was sweet and feminine and she was my Girl friend ( sorry mum..I have never told you).But sometimes upsetting our sleep by the most sugarful voice is disgusting.
"Yea...oney............tell..I 'll listen..eh. " I was half sleeping.
She was talking and talking.I was unintersetd in everything and responded with a mere hum.
"Hey ..why you not talking anything? come on da."
"Da..I will call you after some time. I am little busy now .Please yaar."
"eh..You don show the same affection you showed to me earlier.I will show you" She shouted at me and ended the call.
Shit..!eh..But at that moment all I wanted to concentrate was my sleep.
"Ohm Mangalam Mangalam......... " Who invented this bullshit..? I was really really frustrated with this crap equipment.
"Helllllo....." I fear my sound went tough this time.
"I am Mr.Devashish "
"Oh..Sir, Good morning Sir."I should have checked the number before yelling.eh.Sure I will get from him for this.
"Your presentation is assigned at 8.30 right? Its already 8.15...Where are you? Guess you are on your way . Try to speed up.We all are waiting for you."
"Sir..yes sir..I am on my way...Will reach in 10 minutes."I had no other option.
" 10 mins?? I must see you here in 5 mins"
" Sir ,I am trying.but its blocked over here"
"okkey...come fast"
I finished the call and looked at the clock.I could do nothing but laugh.
Hmmm...this may be what is called a 'Monsoon Effect' !!!
When clock rotated backwards....a Reunion...
Recently,the wedding party of my friend's sister turned out to a rostrum for a reunion.The memories flown back to each of our mind like tides receding the shore.Those days in our college,inseparable friendships,laugh-outs and pulling legs and eventually with the mix of time got dispersed into different corners of life. eh..Nostalgia..No one could resist it.A feeling that's so amazing and joyful for moments and later when we are alone, assemblage as an aggregate of ecstatic yesterday and painful today.Some of us last saw each other almost a year back.But last Saturday,the same 'time element' brought us together,rewinding those good old recollections.
All friendships starts from silly chats,dialogues,laugh outs,
freak outs,sketching(chick watching.. :-p. ),smokes and drinks ( hot or cold).Everyone preserved these flavours and it was magnificently visible at the party and thereafter.By the way, we met each other for the first time in a year at our great Bay Pride Mall (the heaviest collection center in Cochin...lolz..) We also gave a visit to the Convent junction (St.Teresa convent junction is always famous for the nearby women's college ) and paid our tribute to the hottest babes.Being Saturday the population was less than normal, but we adjusted.In search of more beauties,we moved to Oberon Mall, the new outing space of Cochin.It was better and sketched to the core (ha ha wat else we will do there ? eh). We oscillated up and down like a spring just out of stress and the escalators helped us to catch our preys pretty quick.It could have made easier for us if they had provided sitting corners.Standing for three or so hours was a bit hard which lazy guys like us never used to do.
Our next pit stop was day before the marriage ceremony ( mailanji kalyanam) and at night our celebrations started with as usually our favourite drinks(!!!) .The guitarist played his guitar and it was fun.Songs came out from everyone (even from the most silent one.. is that me?? eh) .Nenjukkul paithidum,minnalazhake ,pappa kehate hai,summer of sixty nine , and many other rock songs.Those moments were truly magical.Frankly, I never thought it would be such a beautiful one.Enjoyment was to the fullest(if there is a word like that),forgetting all the sorrows and miseries of the recession hard hit college after days.Even the patrol police stopped a few minutes in front of our gates because such was the level of noise at 12 am midnight.But after some silent filled minutes,we blabbered and blabbered and blabbered .It seemed endless until 3 - 3.30 when the toll of sleepiness creeped into our head.I hoped it could carried on for ever.But life's reality is a different one na..heh.
Next day ,we attended the marriage .Some of our friends who couldn't make it for the day before party came on that day.Happy that I could see them also.In Kerala ,marriages are during day time unlike those in Northern India.The lunch was heavy.Then we had some photo sessions with the bride and groom and our own (ha ha) on the stage.Time constrained our plans for any further trips.So we decided to feel the breeze of Aluva Manalppuram and the Periyar river side.Sun was blazing but it was fun.And sad that it was the disseminating point.Some had to catch the bus,train.Some had to join their work.Some had to travel back to home and some had other business.Two days where like two years.I guess all of us underwent the same feelings and emotions as I did or better than I did.
And this is a part of life.Mix of happiness and unhappiness.A pastry of dear one around us and loneliness.Now I am alone.I know tomorrow also I will be alone.But ,I can see there is a day when we can meet again like this.There where some others who missed this.I dedicate this blog to all those whom I missed there.There is no need of thanking our sweet friend for inviting all us us coz even without inviting we would have poached the function.'We don have any shame' lolz..His sister is ours sister too..Obviously its our duty na..
One thing I understood.We enjoyed our college life and we miss those days now.I also found out an intersting fact - even if one starts earning in lakhs,even if one is not working ,even if one is pursuing masters degree from hign profile college,even if from a low profile college, even if we are meeting after a long time ,we will remain as 'WE' for ever.Character never changes ..never!!!We will be friends for ever.And ever.
I am hundred percent sure ,everyone had their own unions and reunions.How was yours??
An experiment with colours...
The first work after I re-discovered the ARTIST in me ....
For Six years ,I was out of touch,
For Six years,I never saw the brush.
I thought I had forgotten the colours,
I thought my tubes were dry and my pallet was lost...
But,Somewhere down the line,it was still there...And here it came...
The world after our death...
I asked the same question to my brother."nah..I 've no idea..better you put an sms to my cell after you die,......Hell , may be..heh..atleast I will know that when I am alive" . In a flashhe responded. " Sure da..but I don't know whether the mobile network is available over there..huh..".I ran away from him.
I brought this question when I was chatting with my friend who just came from abroad." Ha ha..No one is bothered to see the world properly when
they are alive.Then why are you bothered to see world after death? "...."hmmm...That's true"..I whispered.
" Nonsense! I have no time to answer your foolish question" my dad responded a little harshly because I was interupting his work.I have no other choice other than to leave his place without any answer.
When I got back home,my mum's 6th standard tuition kid was sitting there with his face doomed into his english textbook.I decided to try my luck on
him...
The kid replied ,"hey I guess its easy..If we donate your eyes after your death we can see world through another person na....hehe.. how is my idea?"....
Wow !!...What an innocent and honest reply...I never thought of such an option.But a child like him did..! eh..I realized it was some sort of answer I was looking for..."Well done boy and thanks for your answer".I said ,with a hug.
What is your answer ?? Well, is there any better answer than this?
A look back to my village...
I spent a large chunk of my educational days in rural-semi rural regions of Kerala.When we shifted to Cochin,obviously it was a hard process for me to cop up with the so called metropolitan life.
I often found it dificult to perch between my traditional thoughts and city concepts.
Earlier at times,I thought it better for me to go back to my village .The mechanical life,the daily hurry- burry,tension,pollution,hard life...these were the general perception of mine about a city.
Last week I had a trip back to my village after a very long time and I couldn't resist recalling those good old days.Thinking of those days in Edathuva,23 kms southeast of Alleppey,the aura still keeps coming ...from somewhere,some how...The memory owerpowered me like a salt tide flooding into an estuary.
Cuckoos where the first one to wake me up every morning.Even before my mother.They were like natural alarms.Evenmore efficient and never needed any batteries to run on. En route to my school ,the paddy fields ,elaborate network of canals bringing water and wet cows mazing tender green grass were too good scenes that I never remeber to forget.
The air was fresh even in the afternoons and when I was back from my school,I never felt any tiredness.I still remember...I rush to the near by uncultivated paddy field where we childhood friends played cricket and football according to the seasons.When it was raining,we prefered football and got mixed with the soil and digged the land better than how a tractor does.
I cherished my summer days.Cricket was the main sport but the 'stadium' remained the same.Even though I was the worst cricketer on the pitch,it was just a fun soaking under the heat of sun and a mild sun stroke.Visitng my relatives was the next big hobby.Used to get a boat or an ordinary trademark transport bus with busted edges and leaking roofs .
Rains made my village gorgeous and she was more sexy during this period of the year.The light greens,brown shades turned into intense green with a bluish ingrain.The river often flooded and I could easliy touch the water within two steps down my house's front door.At this time,even a seeve was enough for me to do fishing .
I learned to swin in the sacred river Pamba which brused up the banks near my house.Instead of tubes,we used fiber stem of banana trees that always listened to the bouyancy theory.
My pets cows,dogs,cats....roosteers,ducks,crows,kooyil,sparrow,humming birds....and occasional visitors like rat-snakes,cobras,mangoose etc etc.
The festivals..onam,vishu,christmas etc...there it was a heritage ..the Utsavams in temples and Perunals in churches...it was a celebration...the boat races...etc etc.No matter whether its happiness or sorrow,the men over there shared it around a bottle at Toddy Shops(Kallu Shap).
Eh..It was a time....And now I am a transformed metro man....But deep in my inner mind,I would like to remain as a village boy..For always and forever..
Tribute to the King of Pop...
Today I woke at 5.30 a.m as I had to pick my dad from railway station.It was drizziling outside.Cloudy,gloomy and dark...Felt as if it's going to be a mournful day.Hoping that I'll be proved wroved wrong,I went to railway station.
Came back home ,I could'nt restart my sleep.I tuned into the system and opened my orkut.Searching for any transfer news in the manchester united's community,First forum I saw was (off topic) Michael Jackson died.At first I thought it was just a spam.Just to fool others.Their was a link inside http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8119951.stm .
Opening BBC New's link I was shocked.I rushed to TV in search of more reliable options.CNN,BBC,IBN,Times Now...all reporting the same.
I couldn't speak anything for a moment.Shellshocked was I felled on to my sofa.Is this just another bad dream?? Hmm..I really wished it was..I wished that topic was a spam...
I don't remember any other celebrity who has achieved much as fame as MJ and attracted controversies like he did.He revolutionized the pop music ..The passion,happiness and love associated with his songs were just magical..hypnotizing.
Off the wall ,Thriller,Bad,Dangerous,History,Invincible...
Beat it..,Bilie Jean,.rock with you,Human nature,Smooth criminal,ABC,Shake Your Body,Heal the world......
His stage shows...His moon walks...his electrified performances ...
Striffs he indulged with...accusations,sex scandels,child sex,court battles,marriages...Even those incidences never brought his image down.
His complicated life style..personality..celebrity..worldwide fan base..his achievements..fame..glory..
At 50...much was left in him.
We are going to miss everything.....His 50 comback concerts tipped for starting next month..evrything...
I am off.....gonna stop writing about him now...I don't know how to respond.More I'm writing more bad I am feeling.
Only his body is going to dematerialize ..his soul,his songs,his magic ...it's imortal.
I was thinking...the elements of unpredictability in life sometimes turn out to be such a cruel business.
May his soul rest in peace....Long live his music...
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