When it's time, you know !
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
As if I know everything about Life...
Life is always a "age range bracketed" race, at certain age we compete and run along others to get something, when we were 10, we wanted the same toys/games like our friends got, at 15 we were into marks and percentage race, who gets admission where, at nearly 22- career race, who gets employed where & how much..here race slows a bit down (some people stop & think) or some moves even faster, then settlement, house/flat, who got how big flat, where and how much..then obviously comes marriage. Within few years you are expected to have children, after this stage, seats changed, we are almost halfway done, the doer so far now becomes seeker & again same drama repeats.
Those who stay away from this..are often suspected or ridiculed.:D
just a passing thought. no personal offense, i'm also part of it :)
Friday, September 02, 2011
Is there any difference...
Date: 1 September 2011
Time: 9:45 A.M.
Venue: Hadapsar
Setting: Ganesh Chaturthi. Ganesha festival starting from today, heavy traffic, slight rain, lots of people on road, lots of stalls.
What I was doing: Rushing to office on the bike for the 10 A.M. standup.
When we were kids we saw elders telling us not to be affectionate with the clay dolls,
Today I saw elders bare feet, holding the clay dolls close to there heart so that no raindrops touches it.
We were told not to talk rubbish while playing with clay dolls, rather they were amused and called it child's play.
Now for 10 days even the elders will talk for hours with there clay dolls, they may not talk openly but from within they are telling everything to these dolls.
We were crying when those dolls broke, elders were consoling us to buy a new one.
Exactly after 10 days, on 10th Sep, these elder and younger eyes will be filled with tears as there clay dolls will be taken away. While doing so, they will console themselves & only say.
"Ganpati Bappa Morya, Pudhchya Varshi lavkar ya "
Time: 9:45 A.M.
Venue: Hadapsar
Setting: Ganesh Chaturthi. Ganesha festival starting from today, heavy traffic, slight rain, lots of people on road, lots of stalls.
What I was doing: Rushing to office on the bike for the 10 A.M. standup.
When we were kids we saw elders telling us not to be affectionate with the clay dolls,
Today I saw elders bare feet, holding the clay dolls close to there heart so that no raindrops touches it.
We were told not to talk rubbish while playing with clay dolls, rather they were amused and called it child's play.
Now for 10 days even the elders will talk for hours with there clay dolls, they may not talk openly but from within they are telling everything to these dolls.
We were crying when those dolls broke, elders were consoling us to buy a new one.
Exactly after 10 days, on 10th Sep, these elder and younger eyes will be filled with tears as there clay dolls will be taken away. While doing so, they will console themselves & only say.
"Ganpati Bappa Morya, Pudhchya Varshi lavkar ya "
Time: 9:50 A.M.
Venue: Hadapsar
Setting: Ganesh Chaturthi. Ganesha festival starting from today, heavy traffic, slight rain, lots of people on road, lots of stalls.
What I was doing: Calmed down, the shades were wet both outside & inside, was observing the elders and younger alike. The joy was evident on there face, drums beating around as they carried there idols to home, wanted to be part of them, the next 5 minute I was not different from that crowd, I was part of them.
Life is an expression of joy, innocence, heartfelt emotions...
Life is an expression of joy, innocence, heartfelt emotions...
Friday, August 05, 2011
Patterns !
*You need a goddamn IQ of 180 or above to understand this post.*
Architect......... In the MATRIX, he was responsible for creating the Matrix.
Every matrix has rules.
Years before I got a mail, stages of Orkut profile.
One profile corresponds to one Life.
Watchful journey. Look around you. Leaving the tremors & ripples aside.
I See Patterns. I See Rules. I hear stereotyped conversations. What did you saw?
Blame it on my instincts.
Thought Experiment:
Imagine sitting in a crowded hotel. choose a seat at the back so that you can see the entire hall.
now turn down the internal volume to zero. You should only be able to listen to the outside crowd noise. No other internal murmurs. Give yourself to outside noise. Be all ears and eyes.
Now, Observe people. You will also see the patterns.
There is guy with his laptop sitting on one table.
There is a couple on another table, obviously the girl is chatting and boy is saying huh,,,yes,,aha in intervals.
There is a small family with a kid. The kid is crying, the mother is trying to console, the poor chap is sitting hopelessly.
There is a bigger family with some old looking people with amused expressions on there faces. Seems like there children have got them to hotel. The kid is bigger in this family and he is taking care of himself
Then I see myself, from the other end of hotel while still being seated where I was when I first entered the hotel.. I see, a guy sitting there quietly, smiling at me.
Now
Another assignment. Can you imagine the activities of these people. They are transitioning from one phase to another without much of there knowledge(or may be with that) as if bound by some rules or patterns. The biological rules.
The Patterns are everywhere. I say it's indefinite Arrrr...Office time . To be continued...
Architect......... In the MATRIX, he was responsible for creating the Matrix.
Every matrix has rules.
Years before I got a mail, stages of Orkut profile.
One profile corresponds to one Life.
Watchful journey. Look around you. Leaving the tremors & ripples aside.
I See Patterns. I See Rules. I hear stereotyped conversations. What did you saw?
Blame it on my instincts.
Thought Experiment:
Imagine sitting in a crowded hotel. choose a seat at the back so that you can see the entire hall.
now turn down the internal volume to zero. You should only be able to listen to the outside crowd noise. No other internal murmurs. Give yourself to outside noise. Be all ears and eyes.
Now, Observe people. You will also see the patterns.
There is guy with his laptop sitting on one table.
There is a couple on another table, obviously the girl is chatting and boy is saying huh,,,yes,,aha in intervals.
There is a small family with a kid. The kid is crying, the mother is trying to console, the poor chap is sitting hopelessly.
There is a bigger family with some old looking people with amused expressions on there faces. Seems like there children have got them to hotel. The kid is bigger in this family and he is taking care of himself
Then I see myself, from the other end of hotel while still being seated where I was when I first entered the hotel.. I see, a guy sitting there quietly, smiling at me.
Now
Another assignment. Can you imagine the activities of these people. They are transitioning from one phase to another without much of there knowledge(or may be with that) as if bound by some rules or patterns. The biological rules.
The Patterns are everywhere. I say it's indefinite Arrrr...Office time . To be continued...
Monday, July 25, 2011
Trek to Bhimashankar - Life Changing Experience.
Got to know what it really means to go the EXTRA mile.
Coming out the IT bozo laziness, leaving away comfort zones,
Going to a place where ENDURANCE only matters.
For someone like me, who has divorced fitness in the name of IT, it was a life changing experience.
---To be Written.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Bachelorhood Revealed !
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Vakauuu !
Sunday, July 03, 2011
Sometimes I feel I should Tweet instead of putting one liner blogs...
But then I think those one liners are the tough learned lessons. Deserves to be there.
Bite of destiny.
As in Bite of cake or
or as in Dog Bite :)
It's Both.
I hate to copy and paste the stuff from net onto My Space. But this was going well with the feelings..
Once upon a time all feelings and emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was having a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island.
The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty.
Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realised it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope.
Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, “Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?”
“No,” replied Prosperity, “my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.”
A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, “Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a lift. Please take me with you.”
Vanity responded haughtily, “No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.”
Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. “No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.”
When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone.
Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place.
On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled, Love inquired, “Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?”
Knowledge smiled, “Oh, that was Time.”
“And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?” Love wondered.
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and replied, “Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring peace and great happiness in this world.”
“When we are prosperous, we overlook love. When we feel important, we forget love. Even in happiness and sorrow we forget love. Only with time do we realize the importance of love. Why wait that long? Why not make love a part of your life today?”
or as in Dog Bite :)
It's Both.
I hate to copy and paste the stuff from net onto My Space. But this was going well with the feelings..
Once upon a time all feelings and emotions went to a coastal island for a vacation. According to their nature, each was having a good time. Suddenly, a warning of an impending storm was announced and everyone was advised to evacuate the island.
The announcement caused sudden panic. All rushed to their boats. Even damaged boats were quickly repaired and commissioned for duty.
Yet, Love did not wish to flee quickly. There was so much to do. But as the clouds darkened, Love realised it was time to leave. Alas, there were no boats to spare. Love looked around with hope.
Just then Prosperity passed by in a luxurious boat. Love shouted, “Prosperity, could you please take me in your boat?”
“No,” replied Prosperity, “my boat is full of precious possessions, gold and silver. There is no place for you.”
A little later Vanity came by in a beautiful boat. Again Love shouted, “Could you help me, Vanity? I am stranded and need a lift. Please take me with you.”
Vanity responded haughtily, “No, I cannot take you with me. My boat will get soiled with your muddy feet.”
Sorrow passed by after some time. Again, Love asked for help. But it was to no avail. “No, I cannot take you with me. I am so sad. I want to be by myself.”
When Happiness passed by a few minutes later, Love again called for help. But Happiness was so happy that it did not look around, hardly concerned about anyone.
Love was growing restless and dejected. Just then somebody called out, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” Love did not know who was being so magnanimous, but jumped on to the boat, greatly relieved that she would reach a safe place.
On getting off the boat, Love met Knowledge. Puzzled, Love inquired, “Knowledge, do you know who so generously gave me a lift just when no one else wished to help?”
Knowledge smiled, “Oh, that was Time.”
“And why would Time stop to pick me and take me to safety?” Love wondered.
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and replied, “Because only Time knows your true greatness and what you are capable of. Only Love can bring peace and great happiness in this world.”
“When we are prosperous, we overlook love. When we feel important, we forget love. Even in happiness and sorrow we forget love. Only with time do we realize the importance of love. Why wait that long? Why not make love a part of your life today?”
Author Unknown
ciao.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Whenever it rains...
Clouds, Sea, Sky, Rains... I cant resist.
Whenever it rains, I no longer care about the damn costly mobile,
Nor even the fear of wallet sinking in,
or the wristwatch to malfunction,
too less a price to pay, for too much of rain.
TBC...
Whenever it rains, I no longer care about the damn costly mobile,
Nor even the fear of wallet sinking in,
or the wristwatch to malfunction,
too less a price to pay, for too much of rain.
TBC...
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Stanley Ka Dabba
No Review, just a warning.
Statutory Warning: Sensitive people should keep away from such stuff. If one can think in many unknown dimensions, and not just limit oneself to what is shown on screen but posses powers to look beyond, STAY AWAY from this movie.
Amol Gupte I HATE YOU.
Statutory Warning: Sensitive people should keep away from such stuff. If one can think in many unknown dimensions, and not just limit oneself to what is shown on screen but posses powers to look beyond, STAY AWAY from this movie.
Amol Gupte I HATE YOU.
No title
... In the midnight the young Brahmin took the book and rushed towards Brahmasthala. He wanted to reach as early as possible the place were Mandaravati was cremated. By the time he reached the cremation ground the Brahmin who had been to the river Ganga also returned. Another young Brahmin was there in the hut. All of them again assembled at one point.
The young Brahmin who had brought the book containing the hymn took a pinch of mud and put it on the ash reciting the hymn. Immediately Madaravati became alive. She was looking still more beautiful. All three were immensely joyous. But they started quarrelling to marry her.
“I recited the hymn. That’s why she got life” one of them said.
“But I had been to the river Ganga and dipped her bones in the river that is the reason Mandaravati got back her life” another Brahmin said.
How is it possible? All these days I have protected the ash. Therefore Mandaravati is my wife” the third youth said.
Betaal asked king Vikram: “oh king Vikram! Now tell me. How was the quarrel resolved> who could be the husband of Mandaravati? Knowing the answer if you remain silent, your head will spit into a thousand pieces!”
“The Brahmin who gave life to Mandaravati becomes her father. The person who took her bones to the river Ganges for dipping is supposed to be her son. The youth who made his hut where she was cremated and made her ash as bed and slept on it has really loved her. Therefore he is the appropriate husband of Mandaravati” Vikram replied.
Vikram broke his silence by replying Betaal. Betaal glided back to the tree.
-ciao
The young Brahmin who had brought the book containing the hymn took a pinch of mud and put it on the ash reciting the hymn. Immediately Madaravati became alive. She was looking still more beautiful. All three were immensely joyous. But they started quarrelling to marry her.
“I recited the hymn. That’s why she got life” one of them said.
“But I had been to the river Ganga and dipped her bones in the river that is the reason Mandaravati got back her life” another Brahmin said.
How is it possible? All these days I have protected the ash. Therefore Mandaravati is my wife” the third youth said.
Betaal asked king Vikram: “oh king Vikram! Now tell me. How was the quarrel resolved> who could be the husband of Mandaravati? Knowing the answer if you remain silent, your head will spit into a thousand pieces!”
“The Brahmin who gave life to Mandaravati becomes her father. The person who took her bones to the river Ganges for dipping is supposed to be her son. The youth who made his hut where she was cremated and made her ash as bed and slept on it has really loved her. Therefore he is the appropriate husband of Mandaravati” Vikram replied.
Vikram broke his silence by replying Betaal. Betaal glided back to the tree.
-ciao
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