What i want to do...

For 22 years in my life I have always wanted to do something that is different from what others did. All of you who read this probably know me in a very different way… as far as I know no two people know me the same way… well that’s one gift probably god has given me….

But what prompted me to write this blog is something very different from all these…

Yesterday and day before in between my work I received a few mails.. Saying happy Easter.. The God WIll rise.. So on and so forth….. At that point of time in work.. I just pressed of the delete button ...….

But on a second thought I felt what “F…” are we doing… all of us.. Each and every one… I think anyone who reads this blog can connect to me easily…. Cant you…?

Was not there a time when holidays for Easter/Diwali/Christmas were all the more important because it came after a Quarterly or before a monthly test at coll…. For some reason we were all happy.. if not happy… we enjoyed things…. Failures were just a part of life then… and success was celebrated then.. a 10th rank or 1st rank felt like being on top of the world… An fail or arrear was just like anything as normal as driniking coffee..

Today.. a failure is blown out of proportion… and seen as if u have committed a sin… a Bug is not fixed.. well then there is severity... reason... severity of the severity... and to top it all the white Babu gives a piece of his mind too....

a success is often gone unnoticed…. There was a time when i could walk on to anyone in school and college and talk what I had in mind.. today… I have such a sophisticated crowd around me.. and I would be back stabbed before I can even recognize…. I dont know the guy two cubicles away cos he is working on a different module...

All this just for de pay cheque that comes in on the last working day of the month… am not sure… position and power have become sort of more important than people.. Sometimes I feel suffocating between all these.. I have wanted to leave.. Call it a day.. quit… and get going.. But the fact is that the world ariund me is too materialistic.. and it cannot understand anything but the language of "SMILING GANDHI" or the Sober "BENJAMIN FRANKLIN"

The reaction of the shopkeeper when I walk into a shop with a casual dress I wear at home.. And wen I wlk into place dressed as I go to office is so different….

Forget all this i walk into my office without my badge and i am frisked.. asked for credentials.. my laptop checked inside out... and worser of them all.. my ID card has more value than me........ :(

I don’t know why I should be jolting down these thoughts on the blog… but I felt I wanted to say this..


Let’s live our life the way we want….
One day delay in the project can bring a loss of few dollars.. it can never replace the happiness your MOM/DAD/GURL/GUY/SIS/BRO would have wen u give em a call.. or meet them when they really want to meet you...

Our PM is not GOD… Because he was not made to be God…. And life is too short to waste it on unwanted project pressures.. deadlines ..or
Take time to enjoy life.. smile at everyone.. keep in touch with old frens.. love with all your heart.. so what if you loose… u are left with the previlage of having loved……

Remember sometimes a simple phone call can make ur presence felt…
A simple smile can take you places…
A simple word can make you frens…
A simple look can fetch you love…..
Life is all obout the choices you make... and i belive in having Life.. not jus living it through...
If you can wake up in the morning sit on your porch.. balcony.. sitout,, or anywer you have to sit and drink coffee... and not think of anything.. just enjoy the world around you.. Man you are living a life,,,

Thoughts of a wandering mind

I was sitting all alone...
she came to me as though she had something special to say to me.. seeking my attention - a beautiful gurl she indeed was... the moonlight almost brought so much charm into her that she looked deadly. I was starting to belive that that beauty can really kill. She was so tempting & I wanted to touch her.. the fear of how cold she could be if I did it... or how sour she could turn out to be.. made me to stay at a safe distance..


But then as I looked at her closer I noticed she was trying to seek my attention frantically.. as though she wanted to convey something to me.. I made up my mind.. walked towards her.. and sat beside her.. I felt so cold as she slowly wrapped me.. sometimes softly.. sometimes wildly.. and I did listen to her.. I was astounded how I dint notice what she was conveying me.. after all I have been seeing her for some years now....
She said me that though on the surface she was charming.. always on the move.. always rocking.. deep inside she was so calm,, keeping within her a million secrets.. that a lot of men are still trying to ponder wat it would be...(all women are a treasure trove of secrets... i guess we will agree..)

She told me no matter how many times we fall in life.. what is important is we raise up in life... and more importantly how strong we raise up(i understood why they say "Behind/Beside every sucessful man is a caring successful and sensitive woman")
Now I was completely enchanted by her beauty and the fact that she could think and talk so sensibly.. I could not help but falling in love with her. My affair with her tought me a million things..

She was ferocious if provoked,,, her anger brought wrath,misery and destruction.. and yet she was so refreshing.... Any time I felt at loss of peace her very sight brought in so much mental peace.. strength.. wat else could I ask in love...

She had a million friends.. every one with a charachter of their own.. but eventhough every one merged with her as one.. she stood elegant , beautiful,dignified and above all she remained herself.. her charachter not changing to the least.

Years passed.. not even a sign of her aging,, yet everything coming from her had an individuality.. she had this power to transform everything coming to her just the way she was...

She is one in a million.. yet so much like the millions we see everyday.. if fate had it I would have wanted to just dissolve into her ,, but the laws of nature and society would have called it a sin.. blasphemy.. and what not...

A sudden call on my mobile woke me up from my thoughts.. my gurl says its midnight and I need to reach home... as I walk alone on her shore.. she slowly tickling my feet saying me goodbye.. I wonder what more she can teach me.. the "SEA" is so enchanting.. so real.. sometimes I confuse.. wether god created the women like the sea or the sea like a woman..
The sea is such a nice teacher... such a nice friend.. yet she has the quality for every one to fear her.. but still she pulls everyone to her.. her embrace can be so smooth..yet we keep her at safe distance...

Aint the sea such a mystrey that all of us want to unwrap.. jus sit beside her.. lend her your ears and she will teach you a million lessons in life..Look at her and you will see that in spite of  all this there is some one above her who controls her.. who decides on her every movement... aint that a lesson we learn that come what may... there is always one person above us... and we are just puppets in the hands of god...