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2010-07-23T22:14:00.000-07:00

My bucket list

1)Spend a month in a small village in Russia

2)Teach a 500 people yes!+ course

3)Shout at the top of my voice,like tarzan in a crowded shopping mall

4)Walk up to a random girl and say

"Aye! Aathi kya khandala"

5)Spend one whole day with Guruji

6)Get a six pack (Sigh!what a distant dream)

7)Write a fantastic, refined novel

8)Visit Bodh gaya

9)Own a freckin canon 5d mark II with a manfrotto video tripod and the best video mic

11)Own all the dslr rigs including a dolly!

10)Take a sabbatical for 1 year and just drift between Greece.China.Russia.Sweden.India.Alaska.

without carrying my cell phone.

11)do 4 back to back advance courses.

12)Have huge library of my own with thousands of books.

13)live atleast 30 percent of what is taught in Astha vakra geeta

14)Have a hitech room filled with books and all apple gadgets!

15)Drive to the middle of nowhere and spend 2 days locked a car.

16)Read entire mirza ghalib's poetry.

2010-06-29T10:22:00.000-07:00

Okay...i know the followers of my blog(imaginary),will not read the entire post if it is too long...so i will keep it simple....

somethings i have learnt recently:

1)the proper explanation for fake it you make it(given by guruji during one of the satsangs)

it was damn brilliant..."exploded" my mind off...

2)grace will flow, when you take up something, which you think is way beyond your capacity.

3)when in silence,with head bend down, while walking,eating, etc, it is possible to not look at anyone's face, girls esp, no matter how pretty you think she might by looking at her toes.

4)its not about the organization. Its about the people in it.

5)sexy bhav ko saskhi bahv sey dekho -- jiggy bhai!

6)i can never get bored of doing advance courses and being in silence(just completed my 7th)

7) Except for moments of immense clarity, which dawns from depths of silence, I generally,fail to see things for what they are...to just observe the "issness" of things as is said echkart(notice that his name rhymes with itch guard) in his book " power of now"

and if i only fail to see things as they are...it is obvious that you too would also be utterly hopeless at this ;)

8)drop all concepts,all identifications, in fact even the burden of words of knowledge..the only truth is the the guru's silence.Soak it in and chill.Become innocent.If you are not,then fake it till you make it.

9)If you think AOL, is an profit making or money making organization or whatever, then you are suffering from a rare condition called "premature intellectual ejacul...tion".Get well soon.

10)sometimes it is good to football of someone else'e opinion.Just make sure it is the right person.

ps: if you exist, comment!

My first quatrain

2009-11-29T09:59:00.000-08:00

The first love will never die
in the silent symphony of life it will always lie
empty promises, unspoken words,clasped hands and smiles so sly.
will nudge the heart to the pang of days gone by.

quatrain by vikram seth

2009-11-29T09:36:00.000-08:00

I will be easy company;the blur
Of what i had longed for will fade to space.
No thought that could discomfort you will stir.
My eyes will painlessly survey your face.

2009-11-02T02:44:00.001-08:00

hope with reason now laced

attempts to assuage

raw wounds of love,

simple and unfilled

have failed;

i wonder

now and then,how would it be

if,only if!it was you and me.

2009-10-24T10:05:00.001-07:00

The few times we met,

i can never forget,

i wish i had never met you,

god and his cruel games!

of love or fondness for you,

i have no claims.

what are you to me?

a friend?

an acquaintance perhaps?

i wish i knew,

these nebulous feelings i have for you!

memories,images from the fleeting moments of togetherness

are now etched forever in me

-your gentle smile,your innocent eyes,your voice-

ah!bliss!

lets meet once,

or twice if you agree!

just the two of us,

that will be enough before you go your way,i promise!

i will notice all the nuances-

the colour of your eyes,the shape of your eyebrows,

the shade of your lips,the tone of your laughter-

It will give me

memories,enough to meander through my life.

what about me you ask?

what will i do ?

well,let me see.

you have asked a tough question,

i should thank god,perhaps.

for the gift of memory,

memory!,

that wonderful talisman,

which binds you to me

god is not so cruel afterall,

my apologies.

2009-10-02T20:07:00.000-07:00

fine i broke my specs!

but this time too i did it in style,i sat on them and heard the bitter cry of the delicate frame that held the other pair of my eyes.

"u moron",it shrieked.

I simply got up, looked down and smiled at it .

"Accept people and situations as they are" ,i told and being the satvic spectacles that it is ,it acquiesced.

"Get yourself a new pair quickly ,you semi-blind fellow.Remember i was your spare one! ",it said ,but this time there was a tinge of love.

"Yes!",i said

I was almost a little maudlin at the unexpected loss,because it had served me well,for 7 whole months,before it's soul got squashed under my weight (not that i weigh much).

Also it's departure was the least dramatic when compared to the way i lost all other specs .

Here i should mention that i added an extra pair of eyes in my 6th class,as a consequence of addiction of the need for speed game .Consider for instance, the way i lost my specs in my first year in bits.I was sitting on the bike(driven by senior) ,coming back to the campus ,after doing some work for a dept in panjim.The senior was driving at close to 85 k mph."This is awesome man,so cool",i shouted,feeling like one of the those characters in dhoom(whats the harm in imagining!).

In an act of extreme foolishness i slightly turned my head back ,god knows why.The next thing i knew was that my specs went flying into the air and fell on the road,now a bike at 85 kmph needs time to decelerate and come to an halt.So after walking for five minutes ,i saw my specs.

But alas!as i was crossing the road to get my specs,a speeding tata sumo ran over it,crushing it into pieces.I saw it!That grotesque sight of shattered glass,a slight tint of red (imagined) symbolic of its demise,accentuated by the ugly goan sun.

I thought of running behind the sumo like the hero's we see in movies,but the agony was too much!

anyway ,coming back to the specs i sat on.So,i lost my specs and did not have the time to go to vasco and get a new specs.Also i was wary of getting my specs from a lousy place like goa.From Bangalore i thought.I will get it done in Bangalore.

But in the intermittent period my life was blurred!

I become a vision-erry.

here is how:

i was walking with friend of mine and said

"my god!who is this guy,he is all tall as a tree"

my friend was non-plussed.

"kahan bey?",he said

"abey ,aggey dekh,itna lamba tho hai ",i qupped and pointed my finger at the "outline"

my friend burst out laughing .

It turned out to be tall tree,not a tree-tall person.

Or consider this:

during the pooja for navratri in the aol ashram ,i sat far behind the place where the pooja was taking place .But i made an attempt ,whenever i was not asleep,to see what was happening from the screens put up.

So,i saw, what i thought, was a couple getting married and the girl taking guruji's blessings and i said to an lady sitting next to me

"what a lucky girl!"

The lady gives a puzzled look.

I return the look back.

And i realize nothing as such happened there.

Accept people and situations as they are!

2009-07-29T11:10:00.000-07:00

Ah!summer vacation will come to an end tomorrow!
What a wonderful summer i had.The internship was fun!
Here are the things i will remember and cherish forever-
1)first and foremost ,the miracle.
How vishesh remembered me and invited me to come over to his place is still a mystery and i know it will always be.The internship was great because everything was so very beautifully taken care of.
2)kiran's OMG'S and WTF's and "Seriously dude".
3)K.Gopalakrishna comments after the second gd.
4)Ascendas food court ( and a girl i saw there ;) )
5)Surendran,a wonderful human being and our PS-instructor .
6)kiran sitting on top of magesh in the car ;)
7)some long chats on gtalk ;)
8)the seminar hall
9)Hot scientist
11)ps mates-sriram,mangesh,omg.kiran,Vishesh
10)The script me,sriram,mangesh,vishesh made.
It is called "Rajnikanth's back"
expect its release in 2090 august 1.
11)Saravana bhavan ghee roast
12)Rossetto in Little italy
13)Daily breakfast in the car.
14)visit to Murragan idly shop on the last day of the ps!
gosh!i was almost emotional
15)meeting "-------" during a celebration ;)
16)Amar and veenu and satsangs in their house
17)Peppy singh- their dog
18)Naresh.if not for him i would have got a B.He is the epitome of compassion :)
19)doing time pass in coffee day.
20)Vishesh mom's affection :)
21)Chotu's batting style
22)The maiden over i bowled when i played cricket for the first time in 3 yrs!
23)Ankita's jokes
24)Satyam cinema's
25)the larceny of chennai auto drivers.Never say anything remotely offensive about rajnikanth.
Never!

and many more!!!

a poem after a long time!

2009-07-22T22:35:00.001-07:00

come here,sit close to me

let everything else just be

hold my hand tight

forget all your worries on this start-lit night

Under the moon's resplendent light

your sly smile is the most beautiful sight

with you in my life ,everything feels right

how can i not love you with all my might?

2009-07-22T22:34:00.001-07:00

read this somewhere recently-

can u plz throw some LIGHTNING on this ?

lol

2009-06-24T10:45:00.000-07:00

you would have heard tales about hyderabadi hindi ....
but what u probably dont know is hyderabadi english...
here are few gems
1) hey dont make volume
what this actaully means is "dont talk loud"
2)stand in a straight circle
cant really intrepret this one...what is it a circle with infinite radius ?

2009-05-07T10:58:00.000-07:00

how to become mad ,slowly ?
very simple study "basic electrical engineering text book" by tata mcgraw hill written by two profs.
sanjay best summed up the book .
he was reading dc motors from the text book ,when under extreme frustration he said
"what the ....,!!!i cant even understand if i am understanding what i been trying to understand "
half an hour later when i was by-hearting the slides ,i heard strange sounds like
"aeeee dc motorooo" ,"hoho inductionssss","magnetic feeeeeeilddddduuuuu"
it was sanjay.
another victim.

50th post

2009-05-06T08:19:00.000-07:00

this is my 50th post .my half century :)
i thought i would write some philosophical poem which would make me look "intelligent,intellectual,attractive",but then why give you a false idea?
and besides i am realizing the value of keeping things simple

so i will instead share an experience that i had some months ago.

As usual i woke up at 10am or something like that and decided to go the institute cafeteria to have breakfast .
while walking from the hostel to the cafeteria i kept imagining the masala dosa and mazza combo i would have .
But alas !no masala dosa.
even more shocking ! no plain dosa !
but because of all the soham and sowhat , i could face the situation with equanimity
"which god-forsaken place i have ended up in ?!!!,cant even have proper breakfast"was my immediate reaction
the only thing available was non-edible upma and dahi vada .
i chose dahi-vada .
the guy at the counter put 2 tiny brown balls in a plate ,covered it a spoon of dahi ,handed it over to me with a smile and charged me 15 bugs for that !!!
"bakodia institute of technology and science will have better food options than this yaar ",i kept grumbling in my mind as i took my seat .

but another punch !
the dahi vada was delicious.yes it actually was.
my effort to get up and walk so far was worth it !
my commitment to get up early in the morning was now paying rich dividends
what a great start to a day!
dahi vada rocks.life rocks.

while walking back it came to me in an epiphany that i would pass by the library .
i stopped walking.
i started thinking.
should i or shouldn't i ?
Is it within my range of socially,morally acceptably behaviour to enter the library at 11 in the morning and study a "subject ".????
the answer on a normal day would have been NO.
but today was different.today i had Dahi Vada.
I took the plunge .sometime in life you just have to .There is no choice.
I entered the library .
I felt a little hazy ,like in a trance.
I remembered that to get a text book issued, one had to go the counter where a sarcastic librarian sat ,give him the id card and chant the name of the book.
I took my id card out and deep breath in and started walking to the counter.
A walk to remember.

The librarian was working on the computer.
It was all very eerie.

Then what happened next will remain a extremely embarrassing incident in my life.
A remainder of what deviating from the socially acceptable behaviour can do

"one plate dahi vada",i said in the library counter.
the librarian stopped working.
he was shocked.he was non-plussed.
never in his 30 year career had any student asked him for dahi vada .
but i did it.
he looked at me in the eye.
it was too late . the damage had been done.
i turned and left ,the library to the cafeteria.
:)

have u done anything that can match this degree of stupidity ?
let me know

watermelon

2009-05-04T05:28:00.000-07:00

one of my friend's has been struggling with hindi right from the first year.
he is from andhra and had no inkling about hindi what so ever before coming to bits.
few days ago he went to the fruit stall in the campus.he wanted to buy a watermelon.
but the guy at the fruit stall knew only hindi .

fruitwallah : kya chahiye ?

silence.....
after thinking a lot for 20 seconds about what water melon is called in hindi ,he decides to take a guess ..

myfriend: panimelon dho!

lol
:)

2009-03-07T09:51:00.000-08:00

pics from the last day of the latest yes!+ course in bits.
the next course will start from April 2.
haven't started working for it till now though :(

2009-01-30T11:28:00.000-08:00

An excerpt from Shantaram:

And that was the elated moment i'd called glorious,in my mind,as i ran into the guns:that stupid waste of lives.There wasn't ant glory in it.There never is.There's only courage,fear and love.And war kills them ,one by one.Glory belongs to god,of course.that's what the word really means and you can't serve god with a gun.

the best days of my life

2009-01-26T11:15:00.000-08:00

This sunday i went to go-karting with three of my friend's.It was such fun ,especially because one of my friend ,who had made tall claims about beating the others on track ended up being the slowest among the four .I would overtake him with ease and then look behind to put a thumb's down signal and would break out into a free laughter ,the sound of which echoed in the helmet i was wearing.It was then that it came to me in an epiphany that i was living the best days of my life,these days in bits with friend's and freedom.We are all bonded by our idiosyncrasies and craziness.God bless these days! :)

2009-01-23T06:31:00.000-08:00

The start to the new year was amazing . I spent it doing the yes!+ advance course in Bangalore ,my 4th one ,but i felt so very different this time around.The knowledge has finally insinuated into my mind.There were close to 30 students from bits , pilani and goa put together.We guys had a 45 min meeting with bau :)and it was great fun.I have been attending classes this sem ,well atleast a few of them .Some of the faculty members are pretty good this sem like ranjan dey or amalin prince.
I have been reading "Shantaram" and this activity keeps me occupied in the evening.But i have;nt read any book which can match the sheer brilliance of "A Suitable Boy " written Vikram Seth.The booker prize winner "The white tiger" also falls short in comparison as far the eloquence in writing is concerned with .Do read the book .You will love it and Vikram Seth himself says"pick the book up before your you sprain your fingers and good sense prevails"

2009-01-19T11:40:00.000-08:00

Nothing has remained of the past
blurred into emptiness so fast
neither joy nor grief did last.
-Harsha

2009-01-15T07:56:00.000-08:00

"Aasangoham",one of the most beautiful words i have ever heard in Sanskrit.Has an amazing ring to it .The meaning is even more striking.It means"I cannot be touched ",events may come and go in life ,judgements may rise and fall,yet i cannot be touched .Through sorrow and happiness i cannot be touched.Through sickness and health i cannot be touched .
So whenever you feel overwhelmed by events suurounding your life.Just remember -
Aasangoham!

MOON

2008-12-13T02:34:00.001-08:00

The journey, long and tiring
the moon gives me company
the milky white light gives comfort to my tired eyes

In the occasional village that passes by my way
i see a young kid's juvenile play

having found an justifiable excuse
my mind slips into the whirlpool of past memories
it dwells on my childhood elliptical way's -
running races in scorching heat,
cricket on the terrace,
paper boats left down the water drain
and the teacher's long cane
they were all not in vain -

i am brought back from my reverie
by the screeching sound of the brake
it is now i realize the extent of my back's ache

i get down and test my teeth to a half-baked hard cake-
brought from cafe rahmath-
all the years of brushing the molars has paid

the moon's cool rays give solace to my bodily aches
the engine roars back to life
the journey is still long
i get on to resume my rendezvous,with my muse,
the moon

we are close today,
separated only by a
translucent tinted glass pane and infinite space.

-harsha

2008-12-13T02:34:00.000-08:00

The journey, long and tiring
the moon gives me company
the milky white light gives
comfort to my tired eyes

In the occasional village that passes by my way
i see a young kid's juvenile play
having found an justifiable excuse
my mind slips into the whirlpool of past memories
it dwells on my own childhood way
-
running races in scorching heat,
cricket on the terrace,
paper boats left down the water drain
and the teacher's cane
they were are not in vain
-

i am brought back from my reverie
by the screeching sound of the brake
it is now i realize the extent of my back's ache

i get down and
test my teeth to a half-baked hard cake-
brought from cafe rahmath-
all the years of brushing the molars has paid
the moon's cool rays give solace to
my bodily aches

the engine roars back to life
i get on
to resume my rendezvous,with my muse,the moon
we are close today,
separated only by a translucent tinted glass pane
and infinite space.

-harsha

2008-11-30T07:46:00.000-08:00

Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile.
You're twenty-six, and still have some life ahead.
No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll
Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead.

The world is too opaque, distressing and profound.
This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day:
To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around,
Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.

-vikram seth

A dose of my juvenilia

2008-11-05T03:53:00.000-08:00

I walk on the road
head bent down,
drenched in sunlight
and lost in a reverie,
buffeted by the wind,
an eeriness fills in,
exasperated by sensibilities,
i long for vacuity,
some idle talk will do me good,
i walk slow,
to give company to my trialing shadow.

2008-10-26T09:17:00.000-07:00

Me, sanjay and anil had dinner and were sitting on the bench in front of the hostel ,talking non-sense.We just spoke about the preparation(read lack of !)for test-2.Just then a cool breeze
blew across our faces ,making us forget our abject situation .Everyone was silent for some time.
It was one of those rare moments .Everything was so peaceful !
Then all of a sudden ,without warning sanjay put a very intellectual question to me-

"harsha,if you had the brains of einstein ,the capacity to fly like superman ,and a vehicle like batman ,what would you do ?"

My reply was immediate-

"If had the brains' of einstein ,i would first do great in my test-2!
If i had the capacity to fly like a super man i would fly to different places in the campus.walking in the campus is such a pain.
If i had a vehicle like batman i would ,i would invite trisha and go to all the lovely beaches in goa!"

To this sanjay replied "Enna ra ne valla desh-a niki upyogam?"

Now it was my turn to question sanjay.My question was-

"If you become a butterfly today .what would you do?"
His answer was-
"fly away from bits!"
lol....

after we spoke about the things that matter most in life .sanjay then came up the following line
"annam ,pannam,sathi are the most important things in life"
well what can i say?

2008-10-19T05:30:00.001-07:00

Another amazing poem by vikram seth,this perhaps is the best one i have read
because it explains the essence of something that is so very difficult to express.

Somewhere within your loving look I sense,
Without the least intention to deceive,
Without suspicion, without evidence,
Somewhere within your heart the heart to leave.

2008-10-19T05:25:00.000-07:00

an unpretentious smile
a warm hug
an affectionate gesture
a gentle pat
these are things
he longed for in vain
he wished you would sense it
but were too busy with your doings
now that he is no more
nothing but his memories remain
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your glinting eyes and unpretentious smile
have me head over heels
so striking is your face
so nice and so fair
would you allow me
to sit and stare?

CHUSKI !

2008-10-04T09:56:00.000-07:00

Zephyr is the annual inter-hostel competition in bits-pilani,goa.

zephyr-08 ,UNLEASH HELL, rocked!
i throughly enjoyed myself !

Some things i will remember -

The group song in which i participated from my hostel, which was barely audible in the audi!

Bland veg noodles,

Murk sam-melan(my god it was really stupid!)

The song i sang in solo for ch-2(My hostel),maula mere from chak-de .

The practice sesssions for the solo song with chacha,tanay( played the keyboard),subheet,billu,akhil,sagar who gave really good inputs!

AH-5' nara-
(AH-5 is a seniors boy's hostel and CH-5 is a junior girls hostel)

"AH-5 ka nara hai,CH-5 hamara hai"

My hostel mates shouting-
"tripathi hai hai!"-

and the highlight of zephyr this time-
CHUSKI! \m/,reminds of my childhood :)
eating a chuski is so much fun!

As i am typing this post the ju's are having a good time(hopefully) dancing in the Dj nite :)

p.s-the guys from my hostel are planning to do "high level" in the group dance ;) so i am waiting for the performance.We hopefully will UNleash HeLL In the performance :)

2008-09-25T09:48:00.000-07:00

Two of my favourite poems by vikram seth-

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above -

Know that you aren't alone
The whole world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or one,
And some for all their years

-Vikram seth

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After a long and wretched flight

That stretched from daylight into night,

Where babies wept and tempers shattered

And the plane lurched and whiskey splattered

Over my plastic food, I came

To claim my bags from Baggage Claim

Around, the carousel went around

The anxious travelers sought and found

Their bags, intact or gently battered,

But to my foolish eyes what mattered

Was a brave suitcase, red and small,

That circled round, not mine at all.

I knew that bag. It must be hers.

We hadnt met in seven years!

And as the metal plates squealed and clattered

My happy memories chimed and chattered.

An old man pulled it of the Claim.

My bags appeared: I did the same

-vikram seth

2008-08-31T09:14:00.001-07:00

This happened in the freshers party of one of the branches in my campus
the host was talking about all the achievements of the seniors."we have seniors who have done amazing projects and are doing their internship in top companies like Mercedes etc.One of our seniors had done a project which won him a award, but he passed away"...

well actually the guy who won a award for his project is still very much alive..he has'nt passed away ..he just passed "out" of college...
the host got confused between two words....lol

L="I" times "ALPHA"

2008-07-16T10:54:00.000-07:00

http://xkcd.com/

A webcomic of romance,
sarcasm, math, and language.

lolest request!

2008-07-16T08:11:00.000-07:00

i just had to share this one.RC,my friend had got his maths marks , like most of us had decided to apply for rechecking and most of us had no increase in marks .When i saw his request for recheck i burst out laughing .I just loved it.He had described to the prof the question where he expected a increase .The funny thing is at the bottom of the page he had written
"Respected sir ,please consider this request for recheck with kindness because i need 3 more marks to get the next grade"
What i have written above is not verbatim,but it more or less conveys the feeling.
I wish i had done that too ,missed a A grade by 4 marks :(

badha or is it badiya?

2008-07-16T07:56:00.000-07:00

My friend anil is rather weak in hindi.One day he was walking with his group of friend's to his hostel when he was preparing for his entrance exams in vizag.He spotted a pig near by.He thought carefully for few seconds and then said"Yaar,PIG badiya hai!"
Lol !
he actually meant to say "Yaar,pig badha hai "!
ps-Anil is now my neighbour in bits and still does attempt to talk in hindi some times.
but the language he understand's best is "physics" :)

one of my idiosyncrasies

2008-07-14T05:40:00.000-07:00

This post is about one of my many idiosyncrasies.one that has stayed with me a lesser or a greater degree right from my childhood.It all started with a TV tower and a traffic jam on the road along side that tower ,then i was 4 years old.I had solemnly sworn that when i would grow up i would be a superman and clear the traffic jams whenever and where ever they would happened in the world.As i grew my fantasies became less cinematic ,in my 6 Th class,the year i shocked my parents who had tried everything they could to make me sit and study by getting first rank in unit-test1.The memory of the moment when i received an applause from my classmates while i staggered to the stage o receive the prestigious 6Th class UT-1 report card still cuts across my mind like a knife.It was then i had decided that i would be a software engineer(was a big thing back then ).By the time i came to my 8th class i wanted to be a IAS officer."AH!what power and dignity IAS officer's enjoy"my grandpa would say.I would again solemnly swear to myself (only to break it later)that i would change the planet for the better and that becoming an IAS officer was the only way to do it.By the time i reached my 10 th standard i knew 3 things-
1)i would not want to be an IAS officer
2)i could not comprehend the difference between hindi and maths.i mugged up both.
3)i was good in biology.
So i in the later half of so called"the make or break "year of my life i decided i wanted to be a neurologist.I would dream at length myself in the doctor's white coat,with a badge on the left side with words"DR.M.V.HARSHA VARDHAN"engraved on it in italics.This dream was further nurtured by my friend santosh who too wanted to be a doc , a children's specialist.But after lot research and discussion with peers and family , i had decided that i would want to settle down before i lose all my hair due to excessive studying needed to become a neurologist.A month later i found myself and my friend ,santosh in a coaching center preparing for the entrance.I knew even then that i had made a slight compromise ,opting to be a engineer .So perhaps to satisfy myself a little i decided that i would do my engineering in only the top institutes .In hindsight i realized that it was the 2nd best decision i had made in my life.The pressure of having to understand the logic behind the solutions which i had conveniently ghotted in my school life was crushing,but for the first time in my life i persisted .I knew i had no other option.for the period i prepared for my exams it was if i knew right from my birth that i was to be an engineer.nothing else came to my mind.
after having made it to bits,i stared contemplating again on what i should be .When ever i would watch Geetanjali,mani-ratnam's classic movie, i would say to myself "YES! i want to be a film maker.i will make movies like this.".Whenever i would read a book that swayed me i would say "YES!i will be an author and then make movies out of my books.it will be so very exciting"
audacious dreams i would think to myself.When i first read about bits,bytes,op-codes,machine level language,assembly language and was blown away by it's beauty i would think "HMMM.research is not a bad option after all."
when i would see "YOUNG-TURKS" on CNBC TV 18 i would without any remorse change my ambition to "
TOP B-SCHOOL grad+entrepreneur.or maybe TOP B-SCHOOL grad+job in lehman brothers"
.Finally one day in the holidays ,after one year in bits i sat down and thought.IN a moment it was clear to me .I just understood the one thing i really wanted to do in my life.Out of the other options i had it did not" absolutely" matter which one i chose.It would of course matter if i would work for a bus like "satyam" or say Lehman brothers or BGC.but it wouldn't matter "absolutely".I knew i would just get along fine with it as long as i pursued the thing that mattered the most ,without letting the practicality of things tamper my audacity.That one thing is to be of use ,to do service,to reach out :)

above average

2008-07-14T01:27:00.000-07:00

One of the best books i have read.It is about a middle-class delhi guy with a aptitude for maths,science.The book has parts with iit-d,mayur vihar in delhi,and usa as its backdrop.
The book reflects on the fact that most people do what is considered to be safe and good rather than doing the things that they love the most.I couldnt stop reading the book.i read it while i was lying lazily on my bed,i read it while i was travelling in the car all through the afternoon till dusk ensued and ensured that i could read no more.The characters in the book kept reeling in my head for some time .In my mind's eye i could see them all-arindam,neeraj,aparna,chanda,shieku and many more.

(p)CUBED

2008-07-14T00:56:00.000-07:00

(p)^3 Stands for Pan Parag prof...
this is what i call the guy who apparently taught me a course in my second sem at bits .i still remember the day when i first saw him,thought he was an assistant .But to my and all my batch mates dismay i found out that he was the guy who would teach programming.I personally was stunned .how can he teach me "programming"?,but i decided to be unbiased and give him a chance but as time progressed my fears were confirmed ,he hardly knew anything outside the text book and he couldn't explain even that because he would split a single sentence into 10 incoherent words.One day he had brought his CD to the class ,it had the slides he was supposed to put up on the projector ,but the cd wouldn't work ,he kept making futile attempts to make the cd work.
He gave the wall between the two green-boards which was were the slides were supposed to be shown one ugly look and turned back not knowing what to do ."HEY YOU TWO THERE"he said.he had spotted two unsuspecting students talk."huh!i can target these 2 students till i figure out what to do ",he must have thought."First of all this CD-rom is stucking-stucking and irritate me .You also irritate me aaa?"The student's being wiser than him understood that it was a rhetorical question .
At that point of time i had a strong,mad urge to jump up and down and laugh ,laugh till i could no more, but i knew that even if i had managed to gather the courage to do that the laughter would have been alloyed with disgust,disgust at fact that this guy was considered fit to be teaching to a lecture theatre with 200 odd students in it in one of the best institutes in india.That disgust only grew when i decided to study on my own from the books.It was one of the few times in my life when i was blown away by reading something technical,I just loved it ..the bits,bytes,op-codes,assembly language,a series of ones and zero which would tell the pc to do something you want it to.It was beautiful would be an understatement

awesome movie

2008-07-06T10:47:00.000-07:00

Very few movies have managed to move my soul the way "into the wild" has ....
i wont tell you what the movie is about and spoil the thrill of watching a movie without having any idea of what the movie is about .The soundtracks in the movie by eddie vedder are simple awesome(according to me).
other movies which i would recommend are-
geetanjali(a master peice by maniratnam)
the movIe is about 2 people who know they are going to die and their love story .The story has been been treated in a way only maniratnam can.
anjali(another classic movie by maniratnam)
shawshank redemption(for brilliant screenplay and acting by morgan freeman and tim robbins)

what is spirituality all about?

2008-06-29T09:31:00.001-07:00

"spirituality"had acquired a negative connotation in the recent times.
to know what is actually is about ,go to-
http://www.bawandinesh.blogspot.com and look for the post with heading"CRYSTAL CLEAR"
it is an awesome post!

2008-06-29T09:31:00.000-07:00

In a month's time i will be back in bits .I am really looking forward to meeting my ju's there .It just reminds me of my experience with the registration process i had to go through a year ago.
I had gone to the institute dome to get my hostel room allotted along with my friend.We were greeted by a bengali prof who was sitting before a Dabba(p.c).I gave him all my forms and the offer letter i got and aked him if it was possible for me and my friend to get adjacent or opposite rooms to which he said"NO NO..the compppputerrr decides.you see here everything is randomized".I had a strong urge to laugh at his accent and his "everything is random here concept" but i knew better.Me and my friend ,anil took our allotment slips and went to hostel-ch5 .There i completed the formalities and and was given a slip and was asked to keep it safely.The next day when i came back i found out much to my horror that i had all the papers except the one that mattered .I went and asked a senior student who was helping out the officials in the admission process(i later understood why ,he was going to contest for the elections )if i could get another copy?he blankly said"NO.if you dont have that slip you wont be given admission".within a span of 2 minutes after that sentence was uttered i must have suffered 3-4 mini heart attacks."OH my god i have not applied for any other colleges"was the first thought that had entered my mind.The beautiful campus did'nt seem good anymore.The next day while was i walking looking like a terminally ill patient on the road to ch-5 from nescafe i heard anil shout "harsha! harsha!".I turned back and saw him with a wet peice of paper.The smile on his face told me what it was and i let out a huge sigh of relief.The previous night when i was getting onto the cab to go back the paper had slipped from my file and had fallen into a narrow passage made for the rain water to go down .It stayed there the whole night and had enjoyed the goan weather while i was pacing around restlessly trying to figure out a solution!

MUNNA BHAI

2008-06-26T09:51:00.000-07:00

MUNNA BHAI
Circuit, bole toh yeh Ford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bhai, gaadi hai.
MUNNA BHAI
Toh phir, yeh Oxford kya hai?
CIRCUIT
Bole toh, simple hai bhai, Ox mane Bael, Ford mane gaadi. Oxford bole toh Baelgaadi.

read http://indialaugh.blogspot.com

sardar joke

2008-06-26T09:43:00.000-07:00

Santa Singh sent his bio data to America to apply for a post in intel. A few days later he got this reply:- Dear Mr. Singh, You do not meet our requirements. Please do not send any further correspondence. No phone call shall be entertained. Thanks

Santa singh jumped with joy on receiving this reply. He arranged a party and when all the guests had come, he said Bhaiyon aur Behno,aap ko jaan kar khushi hogee ki mujhay america mein naukri mil gayee hai." Everyone was delighted. Santa singh continued Ab main aap sab ko apnaa appointment letter padkar sunaongaa par letter english main hai isliyen saath-saath hindi main translate bhee kartaa jaongaa.

Dear Mr. Singh-----pyare singh sahab

You do not meet----aap to miltay hee naheen ho

our requirement----humko to zaroorat hai

Please do not send any furthur correspondance----ab letter vetter bhejnay kee zaroorat nahee hai.

No phone call ----phone vone kee bhee zaroorat nahee hai

shall be entertained----bahut khaatir kee jayegi.

Thanks----aapkaa bahut bahut shukriya

talkofcampus.com

2008-06-26T09:22:00.000-07:00

talkofcampus.com is a startup venture by a team of students from bits-pilani,goa.the website is now open for students from bits-pilani,goa and lots of colls will be added soon.i am a core member in the marketing team of the site and enjoyed working for the project to the a lot.the site has been entirely developed by students with support from pavin podilla,a top web-designer.

here are the features of the site that will make it unique

the site will be highly moderated ...

abstracts of project can be uploaded

info on the latest events happening in various colls in india

placement info

scrapbook

timepass zone

and much more

2008-06-04T11:21:00.001-07:00

i have seen many a times
people praying for reasons unknown to me
i wondered if it really helped them
were they being gulled into the act of praying
or was it their natural instinct
i had to give it a try
i waited for a tough situation to come into my life
when it came my natural instinct was to close my eyes
a violent sea within i reminded myself that i had to pray to know
i bought my hands together and bowed my head down
i prayed in silence
there were no words spoken in my mind
nothing asked for
with my eyes tight shut
i saw within to find the violent sea metamorphosing into a placid lake.

2008-05-24T12:19:00.000-07:00

awesome site ....

www.w3schools.com. one of the best sites i have ever seen.Has a huge colletion of extremely easy to understand resources for learning lots of interesting things about computers like html ,php,javascript,flash etc...

check it out .It is great fun.

2008-05-22T03:01:00.000-07:00

I was coming in an auto after having purchased some books.I had to get my eye-sight checked and my specs made.It had been 4 months since i visited hyderabad.I had been used to peaceful life in the campus and all the pollution in hyderabad was too much to bear.The auto driver took a short cut.I and the driver had decided on a price as his meter was not working.Now i realised my folly because the driver would now take me through claustrophobic streets to save his petrol.The driver had to display his adroitness in maneuvering his auto without colliding with any vehicle.I would not help but notice the bustling life in that small,crowded street.vehicle horns ,vendors shouting,people bargaining,dogs barking and so many other sounds merged together and needless to say the result was cacophonous.i put my ipod on and eerily saw the auto driver drive like a juggernaut.i knew there was no point in me telling him to slow down.i tried to concentrate on the song playing and acted as if i was nonchalant .Finally after half and hour i reached the destination.The first thing i did after getting down was to thank god for the safe trip.I have started learning how to drive just to feel more safe when i am travelling.

2008-05-17T12:12:00.000-07:00

This might as well as be taken as a case study for the topic "Height of stupidity".
I was working on my laptop and listening to songs on my ipod.A song with heavy guitar-ing was playing and the volume was uncomfortably high.It was a cacophony!I had to reduce the volume and i had to do it urgently.But nothing seemed to happen .The sound was getting unbearable and i removed the ear-plugs and felt a little stupid, "cant i operate a ipod properly?".It was then i realized that i was pressing the "reduce volume" touch pad on my laptop which was not playing music!.Now i had touched the heights of stupidity .
can you think of anything you have done that is more stupid ?

2008-05-14T05:25:00.000-07:00

I now have two and half months of free time .What a luxury!I was reading a book called"The curious incident of the dog in the night-time" by Mark haddon,i came across a problem called the monty hall problem in this book.Have a look at the problem below-
The Monty Hall problem is a puzzle involving probability loosely based on the American game show Let's Make a Deal. The name comes from the show's host, Monty Hall. The problem is also called the Monty Hall paradox; it is a veridical paradox in the sense that the solution is counterintuitive.A well-known statement of the problem was published in Parade magazine:Suppose you're on a game show, and you're given the choice of three doors: Behind one door is a car; behind the others, goats. You pick a door, say No. 1, and the host, who knows what's behind the doors, opens another door, say No. 3, which has a goat. He then says to you, "Do you want to pick door No. 2?" Is it to your advantage to switch your choice?
If you think it wouldnt make any difference because the probability of the car being in anyone one of the two unopened gates is the same,think again because that would be wrong.This is one classic example where intuition fails and logic gives the right answer.so which is more powerful -logic or intuition?well ,i think it depends on the situation.I will tell you how i use a combination of logic and intuition in my chemistry exam (if the paper is objective type).1)I read the question twice 2)then i intuitively guess the answer.Since "I" think this is the right answer, i for sure know that it will NOT be the right answer.So now i have to choose between 3 options3)among the these 3 options i select that answer that i think is right ,i mean intuitively right.So now i can rule out this option too.Now i am left with 2 options4)repeat the process once more .thus,the correct answer is obtained!
nOw here is a question -what used one use more in life ?logic or intuition?

12 more hours ..

2008-05-13T08:48:00.001-07:00

12 more hours to go and i would have completed my first year in bits.Overall it has been a good experience .Really looking forward to the holidays .This vacation will for sure be very exciting.

by the way maya's bday is on 14th may.so i am getting ready to give him bitsian style bumps.The interesting part is i have decided to give him a sore butt by kicking him with his heavy woodland boots!

2008-04-29T07:33:00.001-07:00

i will be giving my comprehensive exam on linear algebra ,complex analysis and its applications(to put it simply -maths) in 2 days time.so what am i doing blogging now?well i was studying till late in the night yesterday(i am a one day batsmen),so obviously i was feeling a little dizzy and decided to read some blogs.Then i came across the blog written by dinesh and khrushed (bawa).Just for info dinesh and bawa are ART OF LIVING teachers apart from being IIT-B grads and core members of WAYE (world alliance for youth empowerment)and many other things.They are simply amazing!I was blessed enough to do my AOL courses with them. i will just post two questions that were asked to bawa and his answers.

Q. I want to know how to identify my life/future between a lot of choices.. whats the purpose.. of my life!

A.Purpose of life is to Give!
Rest you figure out :)

love
bawa

Q.Is it really possible that one can perform exceedingly well in his work which he has been doing for most part of his life but has been only a mediocre. I know some people do miraculous after a realization. But I don't know of any example where an average guy does something extraordinary in his field of work. Is their a limit for these things. How do I know if its my limit. How to transcend a limit.

A.Yes, its very possible, and like you mentioned it happens pretty frequently. A limit is something you have decided. If you want to transcend a limit all you have to do is decide a new one ☺. Its completely in your hands. The guiding principle here is that ignorance of your capability will expand you. The only thing you need to know is that you don’t know what you are capable of doing! And that’s it!

Love
bawa

chemistry blues

2008-04-25T08:04:00.000-07:00

chemistry has always been a mystery to me. i have always found the subject very boring . i mean why the hell should i know that white phosphorous is used to make rat killers!i discussed my difficulty with one of my friends who was doing very well in chemistry,he replied very sharly "dude you dont have the attitude needed for learning chemistry".i just looked at him and asked"you mean aptitude ?" , "no,no you should have attitude only ra for chemistry you should not use your aptitude"I had to put his advice to practice the next sem but then i just realized that i wont have to do chemistry next sem .Chemistry ,however did teach me one thing - innovation .how is that ?consider this for example -one day before the chemistry test1 exam i was reading with my friend maya(male):)i was having trouble byhearting the electrochemical series which goes something like this-
I,Br,s,cl,No3,F,OH,Etoh,oxolate,H2O,EDTA,NH3 AND PYRIDINE,ETHYLENE DIAMMINE,DIPYRIDYL,O-PHENANTHROLINE,NO2,CN,CO.(in ascendin order).(some of the compounds are negative ions but i had skip that detail here)
I sincerely shared my problem with him.He then went deep into contemplation and came out with a brilliant solution-i bro school no luck oh Etoh ox idiot. I had to emit some words from the original line due obvious reasons :)but with the help of the above line i can now remember the electrochemical series!innovative indeed!
consider another example-
spin motion of electrons causes paramagnetism ,orbital motion of electrons causes diamagnestism .I then came up with this idea -SP subramanyam.S for spin and P for paramagnetism.
Anyway this is my personal opinion about chemistry.no offence intended.!

STAY HUNGRY ,STAY FOOLISH!

2008-04-11T06:15:00.000-07:00

Some times what you listen to or what you read makes an ever lasting impact.One such speech i happened to read was given by steve jobs at the stanford gradution ceremony.I have pasted the exact speech below..

"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.
Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much."

2008-04-09T05:57:00.000-07:00

I wish that I could run a mile with the innocence of a child

I wish that I could just lie down and stare at the stars with no agenda on my mind

I wish I could just stay in silence for sometime

I wish I could stare into your eyes, say nothing yet convey all there is to be conveyed

I wish I could transcend the confines of my mind

I wish I could laugh with my entire being

I wish I could listen to the words you speak and the silence between the words you speak

I wish I could sing a song silently to tell the sky how much I love it

I wish tears of gratitude would roll down cheek

I wish you would respect my love for solitude

I wish I could see the triviality of things I worry about

I wish I could walk in the cosmos for a day with innocence of a child,

With no judgements in my mind to obstruct the truth,

With no memory of the past or anticipation for the future

I wish I could just be in totally in the "now",

I wish my wishing mind would just stop Only then will all my wishes come true.

the joy in small and simple things

2008-04-06T10:03:00.000-07:00

I was feeling frustrated .i didnt know why but i was felling a little low that day .so i downloaded "amazing videos" from the BITS network and watch them to kill time .There was one particular video that i enjoyed watching .The video had a really cute baby laughing continously for about a minute and a half .The baby was going crazy! What was making him laugh ?nothing at all...someone was just making a small sound and each time the sound was made the baby would burst into laughter.for me and for most of us this has become impossible unless and untill you are in a laughter club.i realized that i had become intelligent as i grew up but i had lost my innocence .i got so lost in dreaming and working toward my dreams that i took small and simple things that make life so beautiful for granted .I read an interesting principle somewhere , it said " if you focus on the lack of something ,then the lack grows!".It then struck me that all the while i had been counting my problems but i had never bothered to count my blessings.I have got so much ,but i never paid too much attention to that !since then i have learned to appreciate simple things and yeah i have become happier .

So just chillax.Dont worry , be stupid!

2008-03-20T12:31:00.000-07:00

Clad in your pepe jeans you walk down a busy street packed with multiplexes and malls in Bangalore .As you just look around you are bound to see something in stark contrast with the suave, urban crowd in the malls. That something might look like “ A being with a dress that is mostly torn ,a leg twisted at an awkward angle ,a hand that is not there, sitting under the scorching heat with a bowl in front of him “ .Alright , you happen to see a person begging for money.I don't call them beggars ,because i see a lot many beggars around ,the only difference is that one guy might be begging for money,while some one else might beg for attention .so you perfunctorily feel sorry for him for few seconds or maybe for a gracious minute(if there is still time for the movie to start ),give him some money and then go watch heyy baby or whatever .have you observed this happen to you .Happens with me more often than not .
Why is that so many people in the world sleep with hungry stomachs? Why does a kid have to beg to earn money? Seems to be a complex question at the outset isn’t it? What can be the solution to this problem? Ya, i know that the governments of the world should do their work and all that .But i want to see some solid progress before I am going to die .So I don’t think it is good idea to let the “government” do all the hard(ly) work .There is one solution though that will give breakthrough results .It is just that people who have enough should start giving a small part of their income to those who don’t. If you are working, just give say 10% of your income to a poor family or an organisation that does work for the poor(be really careful while selecting the organisation). If this happens then I guess the levels of poverty would fall drastically. You don’t have to be too disturbed about the whole poverty issue, don’t have to dramatize it, enjoy your life, party and all that but make giving a part of your life.