Wednesday, 22 January 2014

letter to chirax

Dear Chirax,
                For past couple of  days my mind compiles this letter,but unable to put it in words.Sometimes too personnel stuff  can hang in my wall,as that is what adding facevalue to my social life,making me a better person.What to be corrected in talk,what should be left as it is,how still the behavior should be made better,and many many subtle things.If I want to speak about anchor as of now,it is she who makes me feel "being at home".Still I have the habit of sharing microstuff happened through out the day,earlier it was with mom and now it is chirax."The mocking comment with hidden happiness within"  common in both these people of smile.I dont believe in man-made relationship as someway or other it looks like smile on plastic doll's face.Things when it happen by its own with enough amount of time ,that electrovalent bond creates simply a magic.
               Without you ,I would have done my Post Graduate but might have missed the charm in my face when I disclose my percentage first  to you.I would have walked for my classes with "Ekla chalore song" but missed those long calls when I burst out with  my pain while balancing academics and career.I would have missed those redwine bottles which you happily buy for me after each of my stressful exams.I would have missed those oranges and apples which you get for me before each session ,just not to sleep.I would have missed all your day-in and day-out calls which checks my half written notes and my group gossips.You might not have seen some faces ,but you know groups and sub-groups created out of my personnel and official life.
              If I want to recreate few moments,most probably my moments with you.Sometimes I dont regret for being emotional .I know there is  never been a word "Thanks" between us.Nevertheless,Its my time to convey the feel in my letters.My mind knows,you are least bothered to read but if there is a chance ,I would love that moment.Inherited a lot from you though we dont share same mother tongue dear.Your one thought about me is "Iam let go" types which is seldom true but not all times.Its not me the reason,when man and material expires by itself ,it moves out of time.Loving you as always in abundance :)

Saturday, 11 January 2014

wedlock-question of the hour

They say Marriages are made in heaven,this is how our culture taught us,this is what contract demands for one certificate which will expire in next 35 years.All purity and sanctity comes majorly out of fat cheques and hot cash.The real truth protected by body of lies.Rolling out of laughter as Iam in this  phase now,going speechless with layer of thoughts retrospecting the whole concept .
My mind always been a tricky quiz master,which puts forth questions again and again ,puzzled,perplexed in this subject,as this one subject "wedding"which I want to escape from.Not because its a fashion of this era,there is a strong reason behind it.What I saw,what I perceived failed to add ray of hope.Though I have heard of 10 storybook weddings,that one is enough to add fuel to the fire.
Dowries in the name of  prestige flag ,polished talk,50 facts out of 100 true facts,creating a so-called right image in this so-called good society.What am I trying to finally achieve,impress one single soul in the matrimony market?
Answerless subjective question , to be answered before 2015.


Saturday, 28 December 2013

skandagiri- trek to heaven

A beautiful christmas gift by Santa on 25th Dec,2013..ya ,its my trekking to Skandagiri ,located near chikballapur,Karnataka.Somehow a trekking group got formed where we just fit in.Its my second trekking experience after Chembra,Wayanad.
Iam connecting trekking with software projects which really goes in principles.
Break the task into granules.
Aim for a milestone which lies nearby.
Take generous help from people who passed through that way
Make a successful teamwork.
After we trekked for 3 hours ,such a splendid view which goes unexplained.I sat at the edge of cliff to view those half melted puffy clouds.
                                          Here goes the view

Its a must visit place where I saw heaven and sun very closer to me.

SITA

       Today I got some more time to think about Indian mythology and its characters,while Iam in the verge to finish the book SITA by Devdutt .He has done a good research on Ramayan to come out with this book SITA.She is still living in my eyes and Iam melted with the way how he has portrait her.Devdutt left no pages  from Kamba Ramayan to Valmiki Ramayan and those info snippets are available in each chapter,for people interested so much into its history.
         Author has given voice for all five sense creatures to Devas and Asuras.I had a feel like standing with those characters in the plot.He has tried all his best to give visual control along with his pencil sketches.He has potrait Sita as a daughter of earth,sister of trees,witty wife whose questions remain unanswered by scion of Raghu clan.As a whole Ramayan leaves a person helpless ,blaming karma which is easy to do for anyone and same for RAM.I found Ram as a person who uses his witty thoughts to reason those age old principles ,without bending it whereas,Sita is a person who cant take answers in the name of principles,which has paved way for complete story.
       
I liked this book without any expectation and it is more than my expectation,as Iam not from the background of mythology.Very beautiful read ,as I dont have the habit of judging books and authors .It created a curiosity to have a trip to Lanka to see all those historical places which stands as ruins now.In nutshell,Devdutt has done a modern art with age old paintings.
PS:Lot to know from Indian mythology

Monday, 23 December 2013

endrendrum punnagai

Yaaay....Watched all of a sudden "Endrendrum Punnagai" to come out of Monday blues.As Iam hardcore fan of  comedian "Sandhaanam" sharply hit the cinema hall by 6:30 P.M for 7 clock movie. Running comedy track is splashed all over the movie.I had the same jump ,which I had before 12 years ago while watching "lollu Sabha".Man of cute smile ,Jeeva and  tall man vinay made a good job where I saw a beautiful chemistry in the screen,though its manmade,artificial one.Cute and plain friendship between 3 friends from the standard first without a formal term sorry,thanks,please .A simple story where they used the technique of stream of consciousness in few places,which would be bit tricky to use in simple storyline .our slim sharp nosed Trisha,didn't have much to do except appearing like a moral science teacher ,who can alone tame the shrew.Her lecture about "love" is not in  reality at all,and the director wants to purposely show the blowup given for the plain four letter word given by most of the population .In person I liked hero's characterization as somewhere I found some convergence with mine.Its a one time watch amidst your office work ,At the end of the movie ,I liked me myself again after enjoying the whole movie with rolling laughter.

PS:And I give 3 stars out of 5

Saturday, 7 December 2013

scribble

some faces,some shots,some scene still last long in my eyes though the plot ,people completely dissolved . We say past is gone in the air,past is no more ,whatever the say is Iam strong connected with my past as long as my memory not faded.
 Sometimes waiting for a friend in busy street brings out the stream of conciousness when looking into moving wheels.More than a throne,more than fame and name,mind wants to dissolve all addresses which I have in vacuum,to be a part of closed circle,to be an alphabet more than being a poem.



Sunday, 1 December 2013

Have a little faith

Recently my reading habit is fading away,but somehow dusting it out with some strategies.Picked this lightweight book "Have a little faith" by Mitch albom.Few pages really enjoyed which has my pencil mark to reread it .What a touch man!!! Mitch has become my favourite author who says one simple story to the world in each book .Next comes Five people I met at heaven.
Here its about the importance of faith as like salt in food,author speaks about people hailed from different faith ,different status.Here author sits for writing eulogy for this Reb Albert(If I remember his name),how his weekends are filled with interviews and later the emptiness after Reb's death which is unbearble.Direct questions about sensitive topic "The faith",genuine answers without whitewash from Reb,something I loved it.
Simple words without forgetting to capture the subtle stuff here ,there and everywhere.One catchy line "Its not that easy to write about one's dad or husband in a book" ,of course that's true
Definitely one time read with good number of revisit in between,who need some more answers for having little faith.