The True You

In this escapade called life, how often we say, this is not true me, the true me is awesome, is different and I hope true me comes to live someday. Are we born with such dilemmas or not? Or we change the skin according to the situations only to realize the older one was better equipped to deal with life? I am not sure, but we definitely go soul dipping every now and then to find the true us, the true north for us. Day dreamers like me dream “the better them” will conquer world, but may be the present self is the real me. 

The endless quest of finding the “true self” changes us multiple times over the course and still we wander inside to find the right clothes, the “You”. I guess there is no one suit to fit all occasions, what matters is your style, your ability to present yourself to the world , even the worse of you can show who you really are, coz world may reject you many a times , to make you realize how resilient you are to pursue your beliefs but that’s just one side of the coin, it may very well lead you to your demise only to make you realize you need to change and find the real you, the better you. As I say – the pursuit is perpetual but acceptance of current you is constant. It’s the constant that brings the strength, and helps one to embrace the love affair between you and your better self and a hope that someday you meet.

That's just my style - SD

Sleep

Sleep :

Sleep is defined as a natural and periodic state of rest during which consciousness of the world is suspended; it’s a state of infinity , a state where the brain takes over body. There is no end to what extent you can go in sound sleep. Had there been no sleep there would not be any innovation in this world; sleep give rise to dreams and dreams realises into innovations. The biggest of theories were discovered in state of suspension i.e. sleep. 

Have you ever thought what gender of sleep is? : I think sleep is a girl, beauty of which is immeasurable and every girl on the world can’t defy the benevolence of sleep. It caresses and titillates every cell in body to reach state of euphoria.  The eternal charm, the endless eloquence, the pulchritude of her calmness cannot be painted or described in limited words. Another reason why i conclude the gender of sleep is the power she poses to control the world, no being can exist without sleep. She governs the mere existence of all living mortals. She is the goddess of existence. But on other hand sleep is also the face of morbidity, of death, of grief and pain. No emotion can replace the emotion of death, it’s a sleep no mortal wants, but cannot avert. It’s a sleep where the soul takes over the body, and breaks the bodily foundation. 

Moving forward, the radiance of sleeping child is the one even the god envy, it is a souvenir of peace, placid mind and subtleties of calm soul. Yet a corpse depicts the cacophony of wrath and anguish. I believe even the god had a sound sleep before discovering it and allotting it for living beings. Shakespeare described the seven stages of life in the most explicit ways, I believe sleep is the beginning and the end of mortality and to some extent even the immortals if any cannot evade the tranquillity of its existence.

Sleep is a blasphemy for indolent mind and blessing for dynamic mind. Saying this I believe we live in two worlds or may be many, because sleep is just a bridge to the other side of existence. Sleep is the ceaseless; it’s a state of suspension where you are standing in an aisle with infinite possible worlds. Here the aisle is the sleep and gateways are transcendental possibilities, you can choose from modest to secret unspoken ones. Once an old noble told me “Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep” I deny, for mere reason of inundate odds.

 “It’s a spell of a great illusionist who walk around the earth when everything stops”-self.

Another great man once said: Sleep is like the unicorn – it is rumoured to exist, but I doubt I will see any. Another great man said a ruffled mind makes a restless pillow. I think even sages and saints spend entire lifetime to attain an eternal sunshine within them. Meditation is a cousin of sleep, both has same roots and functions.

Crutches : Skates

           Trickling down the memory lane like the snow dripping from sealing's cane , I realized a lesson long learnt by most humans and ignored by remaining ones; that  "when heart seek crutches, our brain is already on skates" . Sounds complicated ? no wonders , most of my lectures from school of thoughts are like that. Generosity of commoners and Trivial ignorant reader's expectations are things I don't always amass upon. They make me think too bland !

Limping back to aim of the evening's propaganda, Whats makes me say " When our heart seek crutches , our brain skids on skates "; our brain precedes our heart , he reacts fast and never sink in marshy lands of emotions. He think in numbers(Binary) and deals in electromagnetic signals. Even if we leave the anatomy and physics behind ; and consider a more generic approach I am sure we have felt is so often. 

Two Classic Cases : 

1) When you spot the hot/smart/damsel/attractive girl with a sucking/dumb/undeserving ( According to you) guy - Every time your heart would seek crutches , i.e. it need support from other external sources :- 1) Male Friends( for Bitching through smoking/doping/drinking being few reasons ). 2) Female friends ( consolatory ideologues from opposite gender ) . You limp upon melodramatic cushions of these sources to support your heart. What about your brain :- Dude wake-up ! He is already making plans for assault mission, saving private Ryan.  

2) When you are with hot/attractive/damsel girl ( least likely ) , your heart would need crutches for two things a) your constantly draining pocket's weight is too much to bear  for little fist sized fella. b) constant cardiac arrest symptoms of seize resulting in collateral damage of loss of pride and girl with people like above. What about your brain : You cant stop the smart guy :) , he is planning for disaster management for the apocalypse expected to occur from both above reasons, else the best case scenario is he would be ball parking for the other girls around ! 

Long story short , Brain is always on the other side , and seldom with your heart and vice versa ; for those who want to give more credit to heart then brain . I don't mind , their are all kind of people in world. What I want to share is the revolting nature of human psyche , human nature through brain and heart . Mythology , and myriad of sages say good is followed by bad. Its because one of these two( brain and mind) are always thinking opposite to what is happening in life, thus eventually manifesting it in being's life.

                                                                                            

Dangling between the war of brain and mind: S.D

Those flamingo legs

P.S : the following write up is just after reading the English classic , "The Catcher in the Rye" - J.D. Salinger. I tried writing this new fully subjective way of comprehensions. 
flamingo legs !  

For all those son of guns out there, the article can turn out to be a obscene article on this helluva world, u can call me a moron, I don't mind I am I know that, but what can I do I am just filling to puke right in your face and spank your butts till they turn red to let you know that. "I am so damn annoyed, with you guys, u perverts, and none of you help me park my wagon in her courtyard, none of u”. “All of you just bullied me, my feeling and my senses which only spoke of “affection, love and desire"”. She, yea u heard me right for chrissake, She - Miss Jaw Dropper, my honey plum sugar plum has made me mad, a real mad man u know”. “I can’t sleep, drink or eat from past three days now”. Oh boy!! “ she is such a stunner , gives me erectmy looks u know” , “I know you don't understand that word "erectmy" , just use pervert mind of yours , you been hiding under that classic look of yours”. I know, U know, all of us are so damn desperate for those "erectmy" feelings. Any ways what can I say more about her, “I think those little flamingo legs, grape butts, and strawberry face "ripe and fresh"” “oh boy! She killed me”. When I say Ripe and fresh “I remember this guy, a cop, who used these two words in every sect of his sloppy pervert life, be it a girl or a boy, or even a old truck drivers with those almost naked little beavers on their shoulders in red and pink, I bet that truck driver never ever even had a hand shake with her”.

Forget about, having a dip for chrissake. Oh beaver!! , I crudely remember this scene in the film "one flew over cuckoo's nest” Jack Nicholson says  - “Oh chief , She was 15 years old, going on 35, Doc, and she told me she was 18. She was very willing, if you know what I mean. I practically had to take to sewing my pants shut. Between you and me, uh, she might have been 15, but when you get that little red beaver right up there in front of you, I don't think its crazy at all and I don't think you do either. No man alive could resist that, and that's why I got into jail to begin with. And now they're telling me I'm crazy over here because I don't sit there like a goddamn vegetable. Don't make a bit of sense to me. If that's what's being crazy is, then I'm senseless, out of it, gone-down-the-road, wacko. But no more, no less, that's it”. Poor guy ended up having lobotomy. They performed “millions of these little incision surgeries” as part of god dam experiments on soldiers in WW2 they will end up in hell for that I am sure.

Hey! Hey! Hey! -- My god dam mind, “mind is one heck of a place, u know it I know, he runs to Paris , and reaches to Tokyo and always takes a longer routes , thinking its a shorter one. But he makes it, in the end”. Okie so the problem with cop was, he caught me and miss erectmy on 5th avenue , downtown , trying ,drilling right in middle of the road in my dad's Cadillac ; now you see , hundreds of us drill around , don't we?, whenever we get chance but he caught me! ( chosen one may be ) , and caught me red you know, He told I am a minor , f*** him for that . Chrissake this land is for perverts, “they don’t serve u scotch below 20, when you drill that beaver, they say you r too young for “it”. “God tell them about hormonal changes for Chris sake, for which they announce 20 as “young for it" age. He knew “I had quite big dough (money), driving Cadillac, drilling hot beaver around -- Lust attracts u big time boy! Be it the mine for beaver or his for money, he smelled in my pocket”. Poor me! I ended up beaten, broken and eluded from rod, money and beaver respectively.  Its almost a year , I lost it; But god damn I am having that “Ripe and Fresh” feeling again, once again the spring did me in. “You got to see her moves , she is a kind of a dancer n all”. They say if it’s your day happiness comes in leaps and bounds be it dough, car or beaver. I found all my answers without speaking a word, “catch her in the eye” I must say, chrissake they spoke more of it, it had all of it, I must say, all- drilling, dancing, and her beetle, all of it”.

These cute little flamingo legs make u happy bait, “Please add this in the constitution – “blissful killing, just below the mercy killing provision” because in the former we are at mercy as well as having a bliss, which is deprived in the later form. All men are perverts and all beavers are predators,   

“Neither them nor the beavers can live by itself although, 377 has made it existence felt allover the place , god dam !! , for chrissake I can only think of kung fu panda fights out of them, you can never ever hunt beavers out there in wild west”. 
A shattering noise , broke my eardrums and then came "slapp!!!" --" you know the sound travel faster although it was a consequence here , "are you day dreaming , u bastard, you are such a jerk , a moron , I am leaving you right now ". "Tell me something I don't know  'flamingo legs" .............. 
Let me tell you guys , : beavers have claws too !! BeAware from Beaver.

55FICTION - PART 1

55 FICTION : PART 1 

Please find below, my first work on "55Fiction", I tried making them as interesting and surprising as possible, yet I left few in their typical endless ending forms so that they grow upon you and each one has a different ending for wide sect of people reading them.

P.S: 55 Fiction are collection of micro stories of exactly 55 words.

Hey !!! I just realized the acknowledgement was 55 words exact..woohoo J

He Sensed It:

 Immaculate face, seductive aura, shimmering diamonds in moonlight, swaying hair; she gave jitters to S.D; A few centimeters apart from him, they exchanged a few breaths. He sensed “confluence of bodily fluids”. They saw god’s eternal magnificence, closed their eyes for the last time. “Blood washed NH, Couple dead; accident on NH 65” – News Daily.

Confession of Dead:

 Howling cry of family and foes, He was a ruthless Mafia, they said. He Died in a downtown gang war. In the corner of the condolence room sat a beggar shivering with a will in hand. “I declare Sam as owner of my wealth; I seek confession, on this road to perdition”. I am sorry!

Caution Money:

 Girl’s stats and beauty ratios were his grad majors. Goddess of Love climbed stairs as a zephyr of change. Lecture bell distracted him; “can I marry you!” - She said, gave a flying kiss!. 6 broken ribs, bruised face – caution fee for matchless PhD, lost thrown (railing) from which he fell out of distraction.

Manifesting thoughts:

Listening radio, on her massaging chair she sipped her wine. Intimating features and high spirits made her an object of million's desires from evil to saints. At mid night stroke, a glass broke. “Vampire nights on A.I.R was name of the show". “Broken wine bottle aside, Lady in red found dead, teeth marks on neck!

And the result is :

Inundate sleepless nights, haunting dreams of daemon named : Result. He killed me each time with one sin or other (agony or greed). Yesterday night it was what I don’t know, the result were just announced on net, As I clicked Enter. My mom woke me up to tell , your results are out , you have ......

P.S.S:- Please let me know your comments n suggestions 

Forte Of Omens

 Forte Of Omens 
Turning pages of the novel I always wanted to read I was thinking I didn't saw an omen to start it earlier , Its a famous one; a world wide bestseller, is filled with clues and instances to make you believe that something like "omens" do exist . They may be hope of a pitiful heart or a curse of a young soul or nothing for those who think their actions are the best "omens" to guide their future.We all think the same as the last genre, but fall trap to it so often that we swing between the pseudo stages and surely get affected with them , even the brave of the brave , mighty of the mightiest shields bearers had and will be always affected by the magic of "omens" .

"Omen" --An omen (also called portent or presage) is a phenomenon that is believed to foretell the future, often signifying the advent of change. Its a force , a motivation , a curse , a idea , a hope , a start and all those adverbs of the literature which governs the verb , i.e our action and thus affect the adjective of the same , that's the nature/quality of our work.  

for e.g -- you see a bird and spell bounded by its beauty , its a good omen.

But what happen when you are totally lost in interpreting them , then to act upon, even if you don't understand or notice them . This is what happened with me , I had this novel always, but never read it because I never thought it would be an interesting one , thus would have missed it almost until now. Omens are not in our control they are like time windows from " kate n leopold,time machine - movies" the time,location and occurrence can be only predicted as a possible outcome not a surety, can occur any where , only thing we know to do is to make choice and act upon it , results will anyway prove it whether or not, they were for you or not .

Omens are not geographically bounded , they occur equally in west and east , but I think we see , search or find one; often then our eastern counterparts , they are busy chasing there verbs and are governed with outcomes of type of adjectives . Who has succeeded more , well to judge it there are more factors to be looked into , and i dont want to go into those. I know one thing we are masters of a language which require not no knowledge of languages practiced,written or spoken , Its a language of faith , trust and believe we rely mostly on . Even in hot soup of problems we rely on it , because we so often have prooved that we just make it the 11th minute and surprise all. 

This "Omen" or force is called the "The great Indian Jugaad (Ready last minute fix ) " We inherit it , atleast the new India realized the beauty of it from past two decades if not before , We believe in it so religiously that we have now relied upon it completely(at least for one instance) , and I believe that we will not fail this time ( MEGA GAME EVENT , Common wealth 2010)  and prove this omen yet another time as a success of the wild wild west, the land of serpents and snake charmers , because when we truly chase something whole universe manifest it for us.

The list of few of the most common omens we know ( at least WEST knows:) )

1) लड़की पलटी  तोह फस्सी , पलट पलट ......... :) .. if girls turns its a good sign for love

२) यार बिल्ली ने रास्ता काट दिया .... cat cuts(passes) by the road .. poor cat must be thinking the same.

३) जाते समय टोकना मना है. why did you stopped me while going.... if someone who care for u reminds you of something... u should be thankful than sorry :)

४) दिन में एक बार सरस्वती जी हमारी बात सच करती है ..... goddess saraswati , we make one wish per day come true so say good always , atleast that makes you a little wise , but greedy :)

५) शगुन अच्हा होना चाहिए , गरीबो को दान दो . donate , its a good omen , help more to needy , and become more needy :)

६) छीकना मत , काम ख़राब हो जायेगा . dont sneeze work will get spoil , poor work will defnitly spoil if you have a cold :) 

7) एक्लिप्स मत देखना , बुरा शगुन होता है , don't watch eclipse its evil fate for you.

and many many more , including the jugaads ( positive) omens. :)



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Doing Nothing gets us tired

Perfection on doing Nothing :)

Life is kind of round robin phenomenon , it goes in circles and each time one finishes another concentric one or out-centric one starts to unfolds but it just cant stop manifest things in front of us Even when we do nothing we are still committed to it and producing maximum we can. 
"doing Nothing ,

"Killing time" , 

"scrolling  mail box" ,

"reading junk mails " ,

" forwarding useless stuff such as sms, mms, picture messages and emails",

"Ignoring CC mails -- because they were just informatory ,we were not suppose to reply eventhough we can solve the matter", 

"engaging in endless saga of chain mails -promising reward, miracles - on forwarding it to number of people-- yet we seldom quibble about." , 

and favorite for most of us "gossip" we have a end to end empire of our gossiping industry - News are like a cigarette smoke it reach many , affect many, enjoyed by a few, cribbed by others and indirectly lambasted by numerous, all this apart from one enjoying the real fag (boy/girl) who enjoy or dislike this unwanted publicity.

And when something as us -- "whats up whats going on , how is life going " - we wind up saying :- 
" nothing much , going on , u say " and we casually forgeting rather pretending to be "vella" doing nothing. but we did so much to add to the local vanity fair around us :). 

we are always up with our devil shoes on to find new targets to cover up over emptyness :). We eggon this act of NOTHING doing endorsing it to next level each time we find new news to play with temper with manipulate with and at end of the day we say on dinner table with friends "what a hectic day it was" , when eventually the only work which we did was after 6:00 PM IST (way past morning GMT) , obviously we do need to give some answers to firangs :) , and whole day we had a chat window along side work portal, or plugged in ear phones ( talking to the guy , who sits diagonally oposite) , or playing T.T , chai break, gym break , fag breaks,coffee breaks with "close" frens -- All this to have our bite of latest news of the day if none exist trying hard to make one :) and finally we lay in bed thinking uuuuFffff, WTF so much of work.....:).

A need for sound Love affair !!

A need for sound Love affair !!
Animals love there territory more than their life , they protect it , enrich it and maintain a endless saga of love, a relation of faith , a relation of honor and a relation to stay committed and loyal to it all of which coupling to make "A sound Love affair". (India) as the mother of inundate sons and daughters in the forms, which gave world and humanity a new meaning , a head start in almost all sectors possible ( mathematics , arts , science - a few).


Quoted by mark twain--“India is the cradle of the human race, the birthplace of human speech, the mother of history, the grandmother of legend, and the great grand mother of tradition. Our most valuable and most constructive materials in the history of man are treasured up in India only”. But where do we actually stand in this love affair with our mother,land,space,territory , or ,any form of living/non living entity you desperately love. 63 years and bigger picture still remain unchanged we started with a crippled state of geographic boundaries , 60% of population hand to mouth ,and all sorts of other territorial issues ( which one can imagine as in case of any animal)and we are still dwindling upon , surging on a dwelling state of infested land piece by pests - being same in 63 years.

Only thing we changed was our expertise , excellence in personalizing the ways/motives to grab the share of land we can exploit upon irrespective of love for it. " A C.M and Home minister are atleast hit by shoe torpedoes if not by voes of plea by commoners , and dying security personal in jungles on savage act by inhuman species ( which itself attack coz of their plea not been heard by anyone). Survival has become more important than anything else , and rightly it should be the main aim . But we have forgotten the cost we linger upon doing it .

I am sure if each of us , specially including the 1% Upper-Humans , who are able to control rest 99% at least on papers if not literally , shows love for this Nation and stay committed with it for 365 days. We can map the success of it much higher than what we achieve in years. Simply because 1.2 billion doing something can build another Taj Mahal (a better India) in a year than a group of lethargic , ugly , ill willed species of sloths. We should again fell in love with this nation like we did in 1857 , then it was a handful of people and it took 90 years to gather everyone. but this time we all are into it :) and it would not take another 27 (90-63) years to realise the importance of MASSES. lets stand V for WE, vendetta :)

WikiFish + WikiHunt == wiki Leak or wikiRich

DO you have a DATA :)

Amazed by the melodrama of wikileaks I cudnt resist my self to poke into it to read about it, Wikipedia says – WikiLeaks or Wikileaks is an international organization that publishes anonymous submissions and leaks of otherwise unavailable documents while preserving the anonymity of sources. It is one of the most venomous enemy for any person/nation/organization presently involved in any wrong doing, sadly no business deal of any stature can conclude without personal interest being served for , Its just its just not displayed publically. My  inception is more basic foundation of Wikileaks or such sting channels / hawala / tehelka / undercover operations which can be said as cloud of smoking entities( hidden cameras), which hunt the big fish, intentionally or unintentionally, and results in shortest ways to receive a million dollar in your account. It is mere a Gossipmonger’s snack for a sizzling piece of tabloid.

On an Irony , wikileaks claims itself to be a super hero of some sort , says- Wikileaks states that its "primary interest is in exposing oppressive regimes in Asia, the former Soviet bloc, Sub-Saharan Africa and the Middle East, but we also expect to be of assistance to people of all regions who wish to reveal unethical behavior in their governments and corporations." I don’t deny the hero behind it , but It aint itself a saint and all heros have a dark side to them, eventually adding to there frame of versatility. how is it practically possible to conduct such wide scaled , deep routed operations to uncover someone who can get you assassinated in an hour, without help of the same "Body"; which didn’t left its own presidents ( another leak – claiming that , they were assassinated by the Body itself ). All boils down to simply face that it’s a round robin process , to hunt or get hunted turn by turn , yet showcasing both act as separate attribute smartly timed by best , strongest mind of the so termed "Body" maximising locker holding.

Operations/and organizations like this would always make it to behind the bar scenes , interrogations , investigations and detainments but only to end up in few hours , days or may be a few rare year or two. It seems so straight as a simple game of cat and mouse and who stole my cheese or who found my hidden cheeze , but the true bait is too disguised to be butchered. For a list of such incidents one can follow the Wikipedia page of WikiLeaks. link - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikileaks

We too have a lot of WikiLeak agencies in our country for the matter of satire :- atleast uncovering the path to hell if not to terrorist camp, Naag baba’s apocalypse announcement if not ways to enhance humanity and the most recent "once common wealth , is always private wealth" although Media at least deserve applaud a few times.  We react more to negative news than to positive one.  We spread more negative than optimism and endlessly crib for pale lives. We definitelyi need to change our thinking , approach, and rude gossiping and sting endorsements :)

Stranger Talks

!!! --- 'StrAnGeR' "TaLks"

Well I think the post explicitly explaining the meaning of my blog is somewhat here , at-least for now, if not for forever, because we are always in tryst to explore truth behind the things. Fagging at a tea shop , and enjoying the shop keeper's nasty comments on pot holes in front of his shop, is the birth place of this post. How often we get into discussions , talks, tea chats , bus stand talks with people( no caste/creed/cult/status and all other divisions possible between two people) we are not sure to see again for all life ? We pose ,we pretend, we show case ourself to be at the center of the chat topic ,we crib, we boost, we gossip,we make statements we never made, we comment on it as if we have a doctorate in it. We don't realize that's the time we are so much in love with the moment, the moment where there is no breaks, we laugh, we share, we smile,we fight, we can be We or we can be president , no bars on the hat we put on; but we enjoy it to the maximum. strangers can be judgmental.. but u don't bother.. coz u r sure u r never gonna bump into them again.. so they can form their opinions about u (gud/bad/ugly), but u wud never b aware of it.. ignorance is bliss!

Explaining this love / affection with stranger souls , we certainly connect with them much better than sometimes we do with our close friends , the reason is we are at absolute free will with this stranger , which makes this relationship so special, the free will of being what u want to be , shedding of what u want , sharing what u want and still be secure that its not gona turn up against u , coz we are pretty much sure that we will not meet him/her forever , and even if we do we still can pretend to be strangers and enjoy it. 

I had quite a galore of talks with auto walas , chai  walas and a few times in train with people of varied ages -- 10s,20, 40, 60+ being few., in parties, chat rooms , shops ; in core-- public places -- these people are so generous, so open ended  , often the most unloved( compared to others in our life), unknown people can be the most generous, heart touching people around , reason can be same for them as well ,the saga of free will .They talk there heart out and pour in emotions for diversified spectrum and you can be part of it else just enjoy the lecture because I am sure one can pic a certain learning from them too. 

The most recent is a friend I made , thanks to the technology making this world a small place atleast for some matters if not geographically. It was an attempt from me to initiate a talk on my personal quest ( needed some info on smthing ) and was glad to saw the response from the person. Frank , candid, vivacious -- are few words I would use, it soon changed into a discussion , shared a few common endeavors -- blogging one of them. As I earlier said , free will is what is most important in these relationships and one should respect it. It was quite a learning , discovering discussion ,I think for both of us , although not very sure of that on other side. The talk ended on this very note to be strangers and continue this unique thing, cant call it a friendship because the counterpart will not agree to it .I  can certainly call it a "Glad Talk ",  and the talk is on hold till the next time we cross each other with some discussion to discuss upon ( thats being an agreement ). Thanks to the stranger I came across. 

These people can be like a blessing in disguise for ones lost soul, Try it out I am sure you would love it and remember them forever. A few of them which were each capable of making a post here were ---

" meeting a Guinness record holder , a cyclist on a lone station called kankanadi ,20 km from mangalore; he was in shattered phase of life ; cursing the govt for not offering him a job -- emotional discussion as how life talks a full circle" 

" meeting a auto wala from pimpri (pune) on a ride to my flat -- He shared a incident where his life was saved (unknowingly) by a pedestrian(mad) who stoped him , just 2 min before a massive accident, at university road(pune), only to find that the mad guy got under train, same day at a crossing nearby-- we often should be thankfull to strangers"

" meeting the MD of mahindra n mahindra, who missed his flight , in train-- awsm discussion on marketing with him " 

" the most recent one is in making its on as I write this "

Many many others who came across my life daily from past 25 years each making some contribution to my life ,altering its course time to time. believe it or not each person make a mark on your life.

Impudent, Analogy :HEART : HOUSEFLY

Impudent Analogy  :HEART : HOUSEFLY

Imaginations of a drunken man can well reach moon and come back flying in a limousine , take a intrepid gallop on India gate and yet be a coward in reality ; well poor guys imaginative conscience may plunder him to hear the voice of the infinity ( P.S. for all couch potatoes consider this as " मैं समय हु, अर्थार्थ आकाशवाणी " )  and make him repant for drinking yet another time ,and consequently take a pledge not to repeat it again, :) as I said earliers(post) its just another confession of taking things as "first time and last time". leaveing aside our hovering doodle here; lets consider another truth ( सच और सिफ सच )--- how oftern have you thought .. that your palm sized four valved self motor driven organ switches its cross bar , yes I mean how often our heart fluctuate " for e.g. while writing this blog I was hopping between calls, sms, facebook and yet attending lecture in my school of thoughts and this time the topic is --- Our heart is a housefly. 

Just as a housefly our heart is  ever fluctuating , ever thumping ,dancing on its own beats and sending constant re-focusing neurotic signals to millions of neurons running across neck to the brain.It may be a chemical and biological phenomenon of shift of focus but I will try to pen down some of the funnier aspects of this scenario. 

Let me present a ubiquitous exemplar -- --  well poor heart he just cant sit on one XX/XY; just like flies cant sit on food for long , they are in an unending hunt to find a better source and better taste. This unending search may lead to scuba dive in a soup both for fly and heart , quite literally ,yet one cant stop the basic instinct of gods creation .

I wonder who came first the fly or the heart ? answer to this may never be found or dug from rocks or inscribed on a cave wall ; but the nature /the traits may live forever till the heart is replaced by a mechanical motor and fly to a robotic machine . for present times -- no pun intended but heart is a free flying ever poking housefly who cannot be caged with horse eye shades to look in one direction , even if done so, I think necessity is the mother of all inventions and its more a need and nature than anything else rest is quite understandable. a few scratch pad scribblings are as under to add spice --

" hey dude looks at her **** ; he soo dammms cutee; can I drop you home ; I love him soo mucchhh; yaar tota hai tota , item ekdum , he drives an audii yaar..... muaah , check it out dude , yaar hamare batch mein ek bhi achi ladki nahi hai --ki farak penda hai juniors hai na , aj yeh kal woh ...-- In short our heart fluctuate and find new target the same way we change to fresh clothes every day , and shop for new to replace old . 

Ramifications of a fluctuating heart and nature of fly can be clubbed in most scenario we land ourselves in. In this time of scarcity , grabbing / manifesting opportunities and resulting risks are progressive statistics , our heart as always encountered and surged upon , its never ending tryst of getting more is something hearts and flies had in common both of them love to live in endless saga of butterfly effect ,a metaphor that encapsulates the concept of sensitive dependence on initial conditions in chaos theory  namely that small differences in the initial condition of  a dynamic system may produce large variations in the long term thus both trying hard to manifest a better something. 

Sane gets OLD !!!!

Not So "SANE" ways to Fame :

1) This is surely the TOP way:- Wanna BE CELEBS easiest way --Become a part of reality show celluloid , perform some bold bitching, fighting , romancing( the limit is what u decided , more public n bold more time u get on prime time news) moves with not necessary opposite gender person.--Bang Bang -- U are in the breaking news :)

2) Make a so called "horny" ( even the blurred one will do ) LOOK ALIKE act of public display of "sex"( not necessarily u meant it-- even flying off the tangent would give you at least 30 second of tabloid . hurray !!!--- U are in news and in pockets of at least half a billion people within a day of two.

3) Run over pedestrians and not so much liked people of the nation , get caught but drive a costly car if u don't have one beg,borrow, steal ; It will add spice to your column ( they don't give a damn for autos and truck drivers RASH driving massacre )--- wow Maverick u made it to at least side column of front page and 10-20 second in prime time show.

4) Be a politician , the bigger the better ; the harsh, the meaningless , the immature,the insane and witty your speeches and actions are, the perfect for your career growth . If you have a criminal background , a few serious charges, u are in for a race with pole position if not try manifesting one out.

5) Be the part of BIG GAME ( Rape, scandal , casting couch, rath yatras, riots, political melodramas, Proxy money settlements, bookies , bids (any kind but the numbers should be very high), the list is endless ).

6) If you cant be part of any one of top 5 , don't worry there is a new one for you but you can only enjoy it in heaven -- guessed it right -- Either commit suicide ( please have a silly reason ), or get involved in social unethical crime scene in the mighty " khap panchayat " scenic drama ; this one needs to be addressed more seriously although.

7) Get high on cloud 9 in so called social secret orgies , hallucinate all night , bang on beavers and have a gala time --Is this a crime -- Not until someone call police in the wee hours. then you get bail(only Richie rich ones) n considered minors. woww ... here u get everything under the the mask of innocence.

8) Be a fashion catastrophe( romancing snakes in international fests) or kiss the most hated celeb around , although this one is just for last league celebs but one can have ideas to make it to local news if u cant u can always use money power.

9) Get a cracker-jacker of a news , make one -- for e.g "U found a way to hell/heaven" or " date of end of world" , do remember the crime spot.. sorry the epicenter of the news should be the most unknown , uncommon,uncanny, supernatural place ... If you hit a jackpot .. u can be in an special report show ;)

10) This is the least you can do if you have a desire to be camera caught for insane reasons be the part of mob , picture backgrounds i.e extras rather pooled in extras ( example wud be shown in latest movie Peepli live ..sm Mata act.. go you tube it ) and there you go ...  still made it although ur face is not edited or glowed or circled red, but there u are although showcasing a confused look , u always knew u r clicked/shot by lenses .... SAFEST way.

The list is ever evolving , Like a music mania ranking which keeps on getting updated every week. One can always contribute to it , by his INSANITY instincts . But Its always better STAY SANE INSIDE INSANITY.

Lets Redefine the phrase – “TRUE NATURE a.k.a Originality”!!

Lets Redefine the phrase – “TRUE NATURE a.k.a Originality”!! 

“A tiger chewing grass and a cow munching meat steak” I must be joking according to most of you . Nature n character is something innate within “one” can never amend; when I say “one” it meant Animals minus humans. Because the most evolved animal has a lucid spectrum of manifold characters he himself is defining every second that passes away, Inception of a new wave of thought, energy & inculcating a up-to-the-minute character as he breaths away air.  “Our character is what we do when we think no one is looking” Quoted well in P.S. I Love you, it’s not when we are publically showering away grandiloquent acts . You can barely see animals altering their behavior, but one can often see it happening with us. I believe the mere definition of original need to be changed if we want to describe humans behavioral changes, because what presumed by a person may not be the original he and vice-versa.

The poor bait who is sabotaged by the altering behavior of his own breed is victimized daily, only to turn himself into one of them and practicing it to others. Friends to enemies, enemies to friends, lovers to haters’ n vice versa, what’s important is “I” and its happiness not “We” and its placidity. Ego games prevail in every sect of our life from the 1 million sperms racing through the lil beaver’s tunnel to line for heaven (as described by myths).

We are capable of giving Chameleon a shy when we change characters more than it changing colors. What we bring out in public is a chain reaction of neurological action we have learnt to imbibe within ourselves, and often called it animal instinct but we surely need to rename it because of the erratic nature and frequently changing patterns.

P.F.B an epitome of something I happened to be a live spectator :-

An acquaintance of mine (lets say ‘X’).. A person liked by all... considered cute/nice/helpful/understanding/candid/lovable... blah blah… [please Consider all nice words in the dictionary.. wink*].. However, when it came to personal relationships, ‘X’ become extremely erratic/impulsive/short tempered/obsessive/adamant[think all the self centered words]  when the other half of the relationship( the person ) didn’t work according to X’s RULEBOOK or intuitively gave attention to other competitors or didn’t agree in some argument (in short did anything that was disapproved by ‘X’). A sweet docile X turned into a hard-hearted devil [literally], threw tantrums[sometimes threw many thing other than words], to the point of being violent/ threatening suicide. PDA (Public display of affection) turned into PDVET (Public Display of Violent Emotions & Threat). Things didn’t end here. Events repeated even after a apology. A few days of truce & the true nature prevailed again ( god knows what “nature” here). Initially it came as a shock to me to see X’s outburst. Later on, it became a everyday thing. ;-)

To conclude:

Have we not heard the cases of best friend stealing other’s partner/Back-stabbing a childhood friend for a person who has just entered the life? Does entering/leaving of a new person alter the true nature or does it just bring out the dark side kept hidden till now? How many times do we really delve into ourselves & try to face our darkness & know OUR true nature?

A more classic global example I can quote is the present bi lateral talks between the two nations, portrayed as a success till the annex of press conference, what came next the heavy weight word games between two of them, most of us know – the gist is, mere manipulation of words can portray the twin faces and in the end all ends with again an encouraging remark –“Only a positive dialogue can be a solution”. The victims here are clan of both side and the twin faced evangelists are handful of big men.

Self explanatory as well as self lived --  the “true/truth/original” words have lost the relevance , I have started believing in theory of matrix which say all what shine is not gold , all what’s green is not grass implacably All what one presents may not be what one perceive or truly is within.

P.S . – The post was a product of dialogue between Fox and me (Azgar a.k.a "KAA") ( python).

Talk out !!!!

TALK OUT

When I woke up today , I was feeling sad about what I have achieved in life ... blah blah crap shit things I usually blossom with and make best out of it. I have got this new stress buster now days I try my hand at kitchen when I am sad and "they say is perfectly right when they say there is good in everything" luckily the food is the good here ( for foodies I have turned out to be quite a classy chef ). Making my ginger n Tulsi Tea is like  performing alms at temple. Sadness was soon overtaken by a thought - precisely there is one WORD which can solve each and every problem in this world , most of them if not all. The word that would take most of this post is "TALK".

Its so veined to us that we seldom realize the importance of it ,"talk" is like word FUCK , which according to OSHO can comprise of all possible emotions  similarly we "talk" for TALK , n what not. 
"Talk" has taken different names , shapes , styles , verses, mime acts, symbolism, church, religions, ethics , cultures , civilizations ,bi lateral talks, advertisement campaign talks,courts,  wars, battles , pride, gossips , lust , gluttony, sex, wrath, sloth and envy to name few forms n fixtures .

It has evolved from non lingual talks between animals to lingual talks between the best animal possible, Human, but what has not evolved is us , the mortals , the instinct is the same we had in paleolithic age , the reason may have got a little manipulated or manifested into complex endeavors. "Talk" n reason to "talk' are still same . This four letter word is the root for itself one cannot tell what comes first the "talk" or the reason to "talk". Because "talk" is the only thing we rely from love affair to condolence meets. Its commonly known as COMMUNICATION. So I have learned this mighty word n essence behind it u need to complete the "talk" , generate more "talk" , love what you "talk" . Just Love the "Talk".
 

Yet Another First Time

YET ANOTHER FIRST TIME :

From in-womb to in-grave, from toddler to old fox, Teetotaler to alcoholic we humans are caught in vicious cycle of considering incidents in our life ,so called FIRST TIMERS and mark them , tag them as, a way to remember but guess what we do it so often that we forget the that something we say we are doing for first time is already happened many a times.

To quote a few classic ones, 

Top of charts is:  “first love to yet another first love”, each time our mushy infantile heart fell for someone it goes in an graduated cupid’s school for first timers, yet another time, roses to chocolates, long talks to long walk, candle lights to cozy nights all are revised yet another time, our young, ever young heart feels as if its for the first time the Aphrodite has kissed him and in an uplifted bubble flying in the pink zephyr the melodramatic heart unlearn n learn each etiquettes of being chivalrous to the max. It’s the same school the heart goes again, the lessons he learns, may be score better on the tests :) 

but yet another first timers as it’s called is one of a kind state of affairs where the love gods make merry out of mortals emotions.

Second on the chart is

Advertising agencies putting there wrappers with a NEW flashy marquee , displaying “new” brighter than the product name , giving a psychological effect to the customer that “new” symbolizes new product while the same product 10 years ago had the same “new” tag , same fragrance , same quality . But we feel that its for the first time. You must have noticed I am sure , that lemon soap , cool menthol soaps were all there even when we were toddlers with the same “NEW” with them , yet there sales mostly grow higher one of the reason is marketing , and playing mostly the psychological analysis and behavioral patterns .

Third on a chart is a melange of incidents which I’ll quote roughly with or without any relation between them—“ she is the most beautiful gal I have ever seen” , “He is so cutteee”, “Kya maal hai be”, “ this is the best time of my life”, “U are my best fren—where the ‘U’ keeps on changing”, “Hey dude one more shot – lets order one more pitcher” , “I will not drink after today” , “Yesterday was the last day I smoked” , “ Sir , the code is almost DONE” , "I love you so much---where the person love another one",“ She is a bitch” , “ He is a liar” , “I miss you sooo much”,“ My first Kiss , this is really special”.

The point is each time we say these , we do these thing we do it with a honey coated passion of first timers and one should do also , what’s the use if we don’t have a passion within. We lie or we say truth doesn’t matter because most of the time we say it with true passion , the ardor of a toddler to walk , the fervor of all the things quoted above , It just make the moment special each time we say it .  The list is an endless one , I’ll encourage all of you to write down all you think of lil tags we use so often n pretend as If we are using for the first time in the comments below .

The last but not the least this is something which we use almost everyday with a shear sense of emotion wrapped in three words and topped with a confused sorry look “I AM SORRRRRYYYYY”. Isn’t it frens :)