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Friday, July 10, 2009

Cocktail ;)

It was saturday night!

An old man (strong enough to carry himself after a couple of tequila shots and beers) with white/wise beard was sitting alone in the corner of a poorly lighted bar sipping his second beer and staring at the LCD Television which emitted the images from Michael Jackson's funeral service live from Los Angeles’ Staples Center.A sudden burst of laughter disturbed him, he lowered his head to see a group of well dressed, ill bred young group stting around the table opposite to his.

As the Funeral ceremony was boring and this group's chatter was too loud, the Old man started to listen to their conversation, left with no choice.

The girl in the opposite table facing him said,"Wow i love this man" turning her head from the LCD and continued "can you believe he is dead, his moonwalk, his patented moves, his songs they are immortal.He is my role model yo know"
"Wat???? hey Neha, come on yaar how can you call him your role model? he is such a loser.yo know those cases against him right?" said the guy sitting opposite to her with a prisoner's haircut.
"what the heck.... how do yo know he is so and so danny, yo know how much he has helped others he even holds a guiness world record for supporting the most number of charities. 39 i guess" repied neha holding her half completed beer pint.

"those are just desperate ways of searchin for peace, after doing such sins" came a loud voice from the guy beside her with studded ears and Man U jerseys.
"ya exactly karan,cheers!!!" supported danny holding up his pint.
Neha was quite flabbergasted and was desperately looking for points, munching the chips she said "k watever, i like him and i need not prove anything to you guys"

"ok ok we'll stop that, tell me who is your role model karan?" asked the so long silent girl with curly hair sitting next to Danny.
"Namakellam Kamal thaan,i mean KamalHassan-the great Tamil no no Indian Actor.According to me he is the perfect man, oops sorry!, the man striving for excellence.He is my role model if we follow his footsteps thats more than enough.wat about you sandhya?"
"Me,My role model is Dominique Francon she is the archetype of womanhood.Its difficult to be like her yet i have started tryin" pridely replied the curly haired girl, sipping her red wine.

"Machi peter akkaku konjam quarter oothu" danny said to karan and they both burst out into laughter
"wat wat?? hey guys dont we hav the deal that you guys should not talk in Tamil when we are around. we wont come out with you if you continue this way." blasted Neha.
"ok ok, its just a joke nothing offensive don worry"said karan signalling the bartender for a refill .
"wat about you danny?" enquired sandhya
"Mmmmm...Sourav Ganguly -the prince of Kolkata" said danny gulping down his chilli vodka.

The old man shifted his focus again to the Show.Now he could see MJ's daugher in tears, informing the crowd that her father was the best.The old man could see neha getting emotional.The young group continued its discussion in the same lines for another hour at times fighting for their favourites(role models).Karan noticed the old man watchin them but dint mind.

The old man finished his part and started to move out.As he crossed that table he heard "sir one second" it was Karan,"sir,i have been seeing you watchin us from the beginning why dont you tell us who is ur role model?", continued Karan.

"i dont have one" replied the old man curtly.
"atheppadi, i mean how is it possible? Does that mean, no one has inspired yo all these years?" asked a curious Karan.
The old man smiled and said "i said i dont have one, i dint say i dont have any"
The group started to listen(steadily) as the old man continued "i dont believe in the concept of role models but let me make one thing clear.No man/woman is a paragon of all the virtues.Even one cant follow Jesus blindly in all aspects because he never married atleast according to the bible so yo wont find marriage or family related virtues in Jesus.Similar is the case of Ram,Krishna,Nabi they all lack one thing or the other.Thats the reason y we have the life stories of many saints and people in every Holy Book.I personally feel you hav to follow good qualitites from different people"
"naayae summa ponavara yaen da koopita? mokka podran da intha aalu" karan could hear danny's inner voice.

The old man continued, ignoring the guys' reactions .Neha and sandhya started to observe as keenly as they could in that state."I accept whomever yo have mentioned has certain good qualities or personality traits which yo can follow but yo cant and should never try
to impersonate them.See,Souvrav Ganguly's nature to rise rom shckles, his way of indentifying talents,his confidence yo can follow.But definitely not his commitment towards his job and his egotistic nature.Instead, Commitment towards work can be learnt from KamalHassan.You can learn the way to tackle questions,public speaking etiquettes,the strive for excellence,the faith in formal education from him. But again, if yo follow Kamal Haasan's idea about marriage and love you cant survive in our culture atleast with proper image."

Danny murmured something and lied down on the table.

The old man looked at sandhya and said,"And Madam yo can follow dominique francon's nature of "if i cant get it, no one should" in business but not in family and if u try to be ike her let me remind yo there is no one like Howard roark, atleast on Earth. If yo wanna dance follow MJ's steps but not his steps in life there are plenty of other people for you to follw.My advice would be to take good qualities from your friends and parents cos yo know them fully and yo feel and see them from a closer distance.why do you need to tag some celebrity as your role model?"
the old man was relentless.

But for karan the whole room suddenly turned silent, he could hear his heart beat.
He felt as if the flying birds, the waterfall, the swaying trees, the traffic on a metro road, the racing horses,the drop of wine from wine glass to sandhya's lips and every moving object just freezed in time and space.He Felt as if he was watching a movie in which the camera was rotating round the old man 360 degrees.

Then,he heard danny whispering "machi nee yaen da thalaya suthitu irukka???
seri, thatha ku mabbu overaagiduchu nu nenaikiraen kelambha sollu"

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

What if???

Disclaimer:Semma Mokka, dont read further ;)







kaekamateengale,ok.


What if we dont have her,
There are plenty of positives to look at.
-> We need not spend hours/mins infront of the mirror.
-> We need not be so worried that if we dont care for her, she ll leave us forever.
-> We need not be perplexed by the fact that she gets away from us daily no matter how much we care for her.
-> The amount of money we spend on her becomes a saving now :)

Obviously we are bound to miss something too :(
-> That "eat one's heart out" kind of look from those who dont have.
-> That "different feeling" when she kisses our fore head (cha! feelings).
-> That Pleasure of feeling her jump and play along with us during the romantic rainy days. (mind you, Hyd's weather is great now(salubrious,in vivek's language))
-> and this is the most terrible thing, Bike ride without her is incomplete :(



so, who is she???

Saturday, February 14, 2009

AT YOUR SERVICE

cool article to read on valentine's day..!!!

   Once upon a time there was a tall, dark and handsome boy. And there was a girl, slim, fair and beautiful. They exchanged glances in the morning, which led to an anxious wait in the evenings. And then it led to ferrying her from college to her home. This was followed by frequent dashes to the movies and quick shopping trips at her insistence. Then came Valentine’s Day and she asked, “Will you be my Valentine?” and he said, “Yes.” 

Time went by, and he was dropping her to the office, going for long drives. Like every year on the same day, she asked, “Will you be my Valentine?” and he said, “Yes, always your Valentine.” Then they got married and had two children. It was Valentine’s again. He dropped her to the office in their car with a promise to meet early and celebrate. Picked her up in the evening and took her to the market as she wanted to buy some clothes. He dropped her to the shop and, with ‘No Parking’ signboards all over the place, he went some distance to park the car. Then, he came to the shop to applaud her purchases and when she was done, went all the way back to get the car. The next halt was a men’s shop and as per the norm, he dropped her at the shop and drove around to park the car. By the time he walked back, the decision had been made. A pink T-shirt it was.

   It was dinner time, then, and it had to be something special. He wanted to get back home but she wanted to get out of the city. One glance from her and her favourite restaurant on the outskirts it was, the long, tiring drive notwithstanding. Almost by protocol now, he dropped her at the entrance and parked the car. They both ate and he smiled. She walked out to the car with him. He opened the door for her. He drove. She slept. They reached home and he stopped in front of the house. Woke her up, got down, opened the door for her and requested her to proceed. He came back after parking the car in the designated parking lot allotted to them by their Resident Welfare Association. She was waiting. He knew it was coming. Like always, she asked “Will you be my...” and before she could finish, he said, “Yes, always your valet.” 

Author:Sanjeev Mathur 
TIMES OF INDIA(14-2-09)

Friday, October 31, 2008

introspection

As the world spins faster and faster—or maybe it just seems that way when an email(real or hoax) can travel around the world in fractions of a second—we need a variety of ways to cope with the resulting pressures. We need to maintain some balance and some sense that we are steering the ship of our life.

Otherwise we feel overloaded, overreact to minor annoyances and feel like we can never catch up. As far as I'm concerned, one of the best ways is by seeking, and enjoying, solitude.

That being said, there is an important distinction to be established right at the beginning. There is a world of difference between solitude and loneliness, though the two terms are often used interchangeably.

From the outside, solitude and loneliness look a lot alike. Both are characterized by solitariness. But all resemblance ends here.

Loneliness is a negative state, marked by a sense of isolation. One feels that something is missing(may be themself). It is possible to be with people and still feel lonely—perhaps the most bitter form of loneliness.

Solitude is the state of being alone without being lonely. It is a positive and constructive state of engagement with ourself. Solitude is desirable, a state of being alone where we provide ourself wonderful and sufficient company.But the problem is when we try to find time for ourself our social obligations will be hindered that is the trade-off.

Solitude is a time that can be used for reflection, inner searching or growth or enjoyment of some kind. Deep reading requires solitude, so does experiencing the beauty of nature ,unless you are michelangelo like. Thinking and creativity usually do too.

Solitude is refreshing; an opportunity to renew ourselves. In other words, it replenishes us.

Loneliness is harsh, punishment, a deficiency state, a state of discontent , an awareness of excess aloneness.

Solitude is something we choose. Loneliness is imposed on us by others[without giving any projects ;) ] .


We all need periods of solitude, although temperamentally we probably differ in the amount of solitude we need. Some solitude is essential; It gives us time to explore and know ourselves. . It renews us for the challenges of life. It allows us to get (back) into the position of driving our own lives, rather than having them run by schedules and demands from without.

Solitude restores body and mind. Lonelinesss depletes them.

There are also incidences where solitude can change into loneliness so we got to be very careful.

But after every session of our solitude we feel juvenated and the worldly problems(whatever it is and how different) seem very easy to handle.Every problem has a solution but finding that, depends on understanding the root/cause/source of those problems.Probably all the s/w testers will agree with me here ;).


Thursday, September 4, 2008

World's Best Thief

Ref:
1. Ocean’s twelve:
It’s about 12 guys robbing under the shrewd leadership of George Clooney. Suddenly they face a threat from another solo robber/thief (*2) who wants prove, that he is the best thief. Ultimately they both decide to steal the same object (golden egg) following the advice of the ex-best thief Gasper le marc.
2. Thief: he operates anonymously so you could not see him in action but definitely see what he has taken.
Robber: He will confront you and takes what he wants
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Okay…lets start,,,

Last Tuesday I was watching Ocean's 12 in my hostel (see ref:*1).so, that "best thief" part impressed me that I started to search for it over the net whether there is someone like gasper le marc really, but unfortunately it turned out that it was a fictitious character developed by the director of that movie .

As I was thinking, so many question arised like,,
How, one can really decide on the best thief without having a database(toll of sql server-training)of all the thieves?.
If such a database is available, on what basis the winner will be decided?
And who will decide that? (pothum da mokkaya podatha matter ku va!!!)

you all must have heard about the saying “You never get what you expect”.As I was expecting for the name of the best thief in the world,obviously I could not find a name and moreover,i could not think in any other dimension.

But today as I was reading our blog, something flashed my mind.
Hopefully, I have got the best answer for the question that was haunting me.

And I thought of finishing this post with a question…
Who is the best thief in the world? (can hear yo....Adinga, naayae ithuku than intha build up a??)




So,here is the answer,
the best thief in the world is TIME.
If you ask, what has it stolen from us… well, the answer is almost everything.
our ability to,
enjoy small things,
ask questions ,
be innocent,
be creative,
get amused by very very little things,
treat everyone as equals irrespective of caste,creed,religion,sex,etc..
and finally be Ourself.

Some people don’t even know that they have been robbed, that is the worst thing that can happen to anyone,fortunately we are not in that pathetic situation.(This is out of our system’s ;)scope)

Now, we know the enemy .so how are we going to face him or handle him?.

Before coming to facing the enemy ,one more question “If you come to know that today is your last day,what will you do?”

If your answer is ,I will enjoy every moment,do good to everyone,I will closely observe everything that is going around me,etc ………….the answer to face TIME is in TIME.
Today Is My End ….if we have this in our mind we will surely have few of those childish and child like qualities back…

If your answer is I will lie down and cry, .. am sorry to say “The thief has left nothing in you”