True Love Can not be Expressed..
It can Only be Experienced..
Like the Smell of a Flower,
You can Feel it, but you can not Express it..
Hence Love is a Feeling..
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
@ Santhigiri Asram
@ Santhigiri Ashram..
nice place.. the lotus building made out of marble is fantastic..
there is a school inside..
visited the bampoo hut where the currently leading the sanyasini matha stays for giving darsan..
had a glimpse of her.. she looked tired.. without any feelings.. without any joy on her eyes n face..
was that absolute vairaagya??
had free lunch from there.. nice food with paayasam...the mango pickle was superb..
they have a jeep like vehicle which produces almost no sound.. it has only roof.. no side walls.. like a boat on earth.. thats cool.. n eco friendly..
now admiring their hospitality..
n a big salute to Karunakar Guru..
nice place.. the lotus building made out of marble is fantastic..
there is a school inside..
visited the bampoo hut where the currently leading the sanyasini matha stays for giving darsan..
had a glimpse of her.. she looked tired.. without any feelings.. without any joy on her eyes n face..
was that absolute vairaagya??
had free lunch from there.. nice food with paayasam...the mango pickle was superb..
they have a jeep like vehicle which produces almost no sound.. it has only roof.. no side walls.. like a boat on earth.. thats cool.. n eco friendly..
now admiring their hospitality..
n a big salute to Karunakar Guru..
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Mallu Girls of today!!
Went to Medical College ground for practice match.
We practiced at the bottom ground opposite to RCC.
After the first match, we were thirsty and we had no water bottle with us.
Saw a small room just outside the ground and a water tap there..
Turned the tap and found its working. Water coming outside like a waterfall.
Dunno the quality of that water. But we had no other option. I washed my face and hands.
Poured water on my head to get cooling effect. Then first hesitated and folded my two palms under the tap and drank water.
I saw a few gals there in the small volleyball court adjusting the net.
They had a water bottle with them and they put it back in there bag after drinking water.
We came back to the place outside the boundary line and were waiting for those batsmen to get out. :)Coz our team elected to bat first and the openers started batting. Hoyya.. One opener is already out and someone else occupied the crease while we were drinking water.
rest of the story is.........
malayalam lyrics
ഒന്നു തിരിഞ്ഞു നോക്കു..
ഞാന് പിന്നിലുണ്ടേ..
എന്താ കണ്ടിട്ടും കാണാതെ പോകുവാണോ?
മഴ പെയ്യുകില്ല.. ഒന്നു പതിയെ പോകു..
ഞാനും കൂടെ വരാം..
മഴ പെയ്താലോ, നമുക്ക് ഒരുമിച്ചു നനയാം..
enlightenment
enlightenment.. what is that?
eat food when u r hungry..
drink water when u r thirsty..
and do sleep when feel sleepy..
just do not control things and act with awareness.. then u r enlightened..
do we have to go to a forest and to sit under a banyan to get enlightened?
no dude.. u dont have to..
once buddha was asked the same question..
buddha replied the same answer.. no.. u don't need to...
then the disciple again asked: then y did u sit under a banyan tree for years?
buddha then laughed and replied, i was a fool and nobody was there to guide me.. i thought it was needed to become enlightened.. :) buddha laughs..
eat food when u r hungry..
drink water when u r thirsty..
and do sleep when feel sleepy..
just do not control things and act with awareness.. then u r enlightened..
do we have to go to a forest and to sit under a banyan to get enlightened?
no dude.. u dont have to..
once buddha was asked the same question..
buddha replied the same answer.. no.. u don't need to...
then the disciple again asked: then y did u sit under a banyan tree for years?
buddha then laughed and replied, i was a fool and nobody was there to guide me.. i thought it was needed to become enlightened.. :) buddha laughs..
summer in berlin
last week, i watched a german movie at Goethe Centrum, trivandrum..
it was a nice movie.. it's about two women and how their lives changed when a stranger(obviously a man) came into their frame..
catch of the movie is the background score.. it was awesome. i hv never heard such a marvelous background.. it was amazing..
it was a nice movie.. it's about two women and how their lives changed when a stranger(obviously a man) came into their frame..
catch of the movie is the background score.. it was awesome. i hv never heard such a marvelous background.. it was amazing..
Friday, October 8, 2010
The Biggest Question I have ever asked
The biggest question in Biology
I do not remember exactly in which class I was then studying. I think I was in 9th class. There I used to ask questions in the class. Since I felt that I was intelligent, asking questions was much needed for learning and it also helped my ego growing as well.
Let me come to it. I used to question things which were not okay for me.
One day our biology teacher was taking class on reproductive system and she explained the functioning of various organs of both male and female. Interesting topic, huh?
The chapter simply narrates how an embryo is formed..
When the sperms from the male enter into the vagina, it then travel and meet the egg coming from the ovaries, an embryo is formed and it then starts growing inside the womb..
She then stopped and raised her eyebrows up signaling 'is there anybody having any question on this?'
Let me tell you, I was not satisfied with her explanation. I felt something missing. Some link was not there. Some connection was missing.. What was that? Any guess?
It would be a wonderful or sometimes the biggest question I had ever felt in my mind. I felt very happy that I had got a good question to come up with..
Teacher didn’t say anything about it and the biology book too didn't mention it. I thought the teacher might have forgotten to tell this link.
I looked at other students.. They didn’t have any question. 'All fools sitting here..' I gave an empathetic look at them. As the class time was over, I thought to ask this question when visiting the teacher's room or in the next class.
Had I asked that question, I would have been picturized as an ignorant idiot.
All guys knew this and it was I who couldn't find any clue on this concept.
It would have been a different story, had I asked this question in the class. All students would have laughed at me.. Silly me..
Do you want me to break the suspense?
The then clueless guy now giving you a clue..
Clue: I knew the ovaries are inside the female, so the eggs can come out without much issue.. There is nothing illogical. But the sperms are there in the male no?
I believe, now you have got the missing link.
Still no idea? Please find the question given below.
How come the sperms from the testicles of male reach the female vagina???
This connection was missing in the biology text book and the teacher didn't describe it in the class!!
Now I think the heading should be changed from 'The biggest question I have ever asked' to something like 'The biggest question I have ever felt to ask' or 'The biggest question in Biology' :)
Now I think the heading should be changed from 'The biggest question I have ever asked' to something like 'The biggest question I have ever felt to ask' or 'The biggest question in Biology' :)
Now I'm visualizing: What would have been her expression/reply, had I asked it??
An Innocent WHY
An Innocent Why - comment on churidar shawl.
Location: 1st year B.Tech. Computer Science class.
During lunch time.
College days.. At that time I had been analyzing each and every thing and constantly questioning why it had been like that.. Upon watching something, asked myself why it was made like that. Any specific reason for it. If not, then why it could not be like that instead of this..
Why a cigarette is cylindrical in shape? Why do we add collar to our shirts? Why the pocket is just on the upper side of the shirt? Could it be placed at the bottom? Why no white board and no black chalks.. etc to name a few..
Suddenly a new question came up when I just looked at the gals over there.
Why do they use shawls over the top of churidar? Believe me, I didn’t know why gals always did that..
Is it for fashion, or for getting symmetric beauty by placing the two ends of the shawl equally on the shoulders? Like giving tails to the kytes.
I was infact asking this question to my friends loudly in the class, as if I were in a debate.. I was questioning the necessity of shawls. And why we men do not use any shawl kinda stuff over the shirt. Am I making any sense?
My friends didn’t answer this.. All guys knew why it was for but they didn’t give me any clue. They kept their mouths shut. Even gals present there too didn't utter anything and continued their private talks/gossips. And the question was erased from my mind when the afternoon session started.
Now whenever looking back, I could feel something strange out there.
Silly me..
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Mooppan bangaya Bikewallah
2009 Bangalore.
This story reveals how Mooppan fell in danger when stretched his helping hands..
This story reveals how Mooppan fell in danger when stretched his helping hands..
Moopppan had a passion to buy a new bike. He collected money from here and there and bought a black color Unicorn. We say Unnikkoran. Mooppan and I together went to Jayanagar 4T block and brought the bike home at Madivala.
Oh, I forgot to introduce Mooppan. His original name is .... Guys, what's there in a name. . so forget that.. He hails from Vayanadu. Thus he became mooppan for us.
On a sunny day Mooppan went to the service centre at Jayanagar to get the bike after the first service. He took his helmet with him while going out. He told me he would be going by bus. So I decided to stay at home.
Next scene.
Mooppan in a BMTC bus.
He got into the bus from Madivala market. He was standing in the bus as there was no seat available.
He got into the bus from Madivala market. He was standing in the bus as there was no seat available.
Suddenly Mooppan saw one guy who stood near to him was going to pickpocket an old man sitting near to them. Mooppan reacted very quickly by hitting the pick-pocket hand with helmet. That guy then snatched the helmet from Mooppan and was trying to hit him with that.
Then the conductor came up and asked. Moops explained what had happened. Then the conductor asked the victim sitting on the seat whether he was pick-pocketed by the guy standing near to him. That old man said a big 'No'!!
Then the conductor came up and asked. Moops explained what had happened. Then the conductor asked the victim sitting on the seat whether he was pick-pocketed by the guy standing near to him. That old man said a big 'No'!!
Since Moops didn't let the pickpocket guy to even touch the pocket of the old man, that old man couldn't see what happened. He checked his pocket and his money was safe there. After all, Moopz was not a Kannadiga and everything went against poor Mooppan.
By this time, the bus reached under the Silkboard flyover waiting for the signal to turn Green. Moops smelt danger and wanted to get out of the bus. But the helmet was with that guy. Moopz did his best and snatched the helmet back. I don't know whether Moopz was hit with that helmet while grabbing it back. By this time, bus reached Silkboard stop and Moops forcefully went out of the bus and started running. You know why?
By this time, the bus reached under the Silkboard flyover waiting for the signal to turn Green. Moops smelt danger and wanted to get out of the bus. But the helmet was with that guy. Moopz did his best and snatched the helmet back. I don't know whether Moopz was hit with that helmet while grabbing it back. By this time, bus reached Silkboard stop and Moops forcefully went out of the bus and started running. You know why?
The other guy too got down there and started running after Moopz. He was making calls to his friends while running to catch Mooppan. This guy was instructing somebody over phone, 'yeah.. a black T-shirt.., catch him now.. i'm after him' etc. Moopz over heard this and took to his heels.
Thus Moopz reached Madivala within no time and jumped into an auto without any delay. He instructed the driver to go to Jayanagar 4T block . He replied he didn’t know how to go there. As there was no time to waste and his life was in danger, Moops roared and delivered a few nice words not in the dictionary. I am not going to write it down here. Moops angrily ordered the driver, "da -- -- --,I know the route. You just go in this way. And Moopz showed him a street going in front of our room, which was not the shortest path. But it helped him reach Jayanagar without touching the Silkboard flyover..
Thus Moopz reached Madivala within no time and jumped into an auto without any delay. He instructed the driver to go to Jayanagar 4T block . He replied he didn’t know how to go there. As there was no time to waste and his life was in danger, Moops roared and delivered a few nice words not in the dictionary. I am not going to write it down here. Moops angrily ordered the driver, "da -- -- --,I know the route. You just go in this way. And Moopz showed him a street going in front of our room, which was not the shortest path. But it helped him reach Jayanagar without touching the Silkboard flyover..
Sunday, May 9, 2010
I was Blessed!!
This story happened in Chennai in the year 2008 I think.
I was blessed by God through a Crow early in the morning..
It was such a terrific blessing that I could not hold it for long time.
That was a memorable day for me.
I was going to my flat from office in the morning after night shift.
I started late from office due to some work. This time going alone and walking as my Team Lead stayed back there.
It was Karkidakam(Aadi) 1, one fine Wednesday morning.
On the way I froze my legs when I reached in front of a nearby temple.
Decided not to get into the temple.. as there is not much difference in going inside or standing outside.. A wall can not make much difference!!
[Note: Decided to visit that temple in the evening :) ]
Since it was the first day of the month, I bent my head down for a moment.. just for nothing..
@ 5.40am, I was blessed. A crow was there sitting on a cable wire. I was just under that crow. And it did shit on the back of my shoulder.. Fortunately it did not fall on my head.. Thank God..
I have never seen such a big quantity of crow shit in my life.. It almost covered the back side of my white shirt.
Normally I would have said something to the crow.. But I kept quit and just looked at that crow. The expression on its face was awesome.. What a serene gaze that was.. Oscar winning one.. Actually I expected a sympathetic look.. but it did not even look at me.. :(
The foul smell was too much and I removed my shirt and held it like holding a kitten with two fingers on its neck.. That day I had not wear any inner shirt.. haha.. and simply walked down the street.. Jogging guys n gals looked at me as if I were from Mars.. but they did not laugh at me.. :)
When I reached my room, I found out that my pants too got some blessing..
Had I seen this earlier, I would have removed my pants also.. Please excuse me.. one of my room mates made this comment..
Moral of the story: If u did not bend your head down, crows would shit on your head.. :)
I was blessed by God through a Crow early in the morning..
It was such a terrific blessing that I could not hold it for long time.
That was a memorable day for me.
I was going to my flat from office in the morning after night shift.
I started late from office due to some work. This time going alone and walking as my Team Lead stayed back there.
It was Karkidakam(Aadi) 1, one fine Wednesday morning.
On the way I froze my legs when I reached in front of a nearby temple.
Decided not to get into the temple.. as there is not much difference in going inside or standing outside.. A wall can not make much difference!!
[Note: Decided to visit that temple in the evening :) ]
Since it was the first day of the month, I bent my head down for a moment.. just for nothing..
@ 5.40am, I was blessed. A crow was there sitting on a cable wire. I was just under that crow. And it did shit on the back of my shoulder.. Fortunately it did not fall on my head.. Thank God..
I have never seen such a big quantity of crow shit in my life.. It almost covered the back side of my white shirt.
Normally I would have said something to the crow.. But I kept quit and just looked at that crow. The expression on its face was awesome.. What a serene gaze that was.. Oscar winning one.. Actually I expected a sympathetic look.. but it did not even look at me.. :(
The foul smell was too much and I removed my shirt and held it like holding a kitten with two fingers on its neck.. That day I had not wear any inner shirt.. haha.. and simply walked down the street.. Jogging guys n gals looked at me as if I were from Mars.. but they did not laugh at me.. :)
When I reached my room, I found out that my pants too got some blessing..
Had I seen this earlier, I would have removed my pants also.. Please excuse me.. one of my room mates made this comment..
Moral of the story: If u did not bend your head down, crows would shit on your head.. :)
Murappennu
This is taken from a chat I had with my friend in infopark.
For anonymity, let her name be Josy Joseph!
5:02 PM me: hii..
josyjoseph: ys
5:03 PM me: nw time is 5.. I'l go soon..
josyjoseph: oh, leave aanalle..
have a good holidays
5:04 PM me: murappennine kaanaan pokuvaa...
i hv two...
josyjoseph: aaha
me: but i like the younger one..
josyjoseph: eehh
me: old one is padippist..
josyjoseph: are u going to marry her?
5:05 PM me: hahaha…
she is my guru...
in front of her.. am a student..
josyjoseph: okay, murapenninodu paranju koode..
5:06 PM me: enthu...
josyjoseph: ur luv..
5:07 PM me: she can't understand even if I tell her..
she is only two yrs old.. so hw can i marry :)
josyjoseph: haha.... ennaal kunju vaavaye kaanaan puvvanu para..
5:08 PM me: she is my guru.. learning many things frm her..
josyjoseph: oh okay
:)
me: i was just thinking...
josyjoseph: enthu
me: many people miss their own children's smile, their play.. their growth..
5:20 PM by going abroad.. making money..
n coming back to them wen they are about to get married..
josyjoseph: mmm yea
but wen that child grow up, she/he keep distance from parents
5:22 PM me: life is nothing but the sum total of these small moments..
if u miss it for something big..
thr is nothing big.. in life..
josyjoseph: mm
5:23 PM me: be a god of small thongs..
josyjoseph: mmm
me: godess of small things!!
josyjoseph: mmmm :)
5:26 PM me: njaan disturb cheyyunnilla.. naadakathinu samayam aayallo..
[naadakam means: project discussion with onsite manager]
saynora..
josyjoseph: haha
me: see u next week..
josyjoseph: see ya, tc
happy days!!
me: :)
For anonymity, let her name be Josy Joseph!
5:02 PM me: hii..
josyjoseph: ys
5:03 PM me: nw time is 5.. I'l go soon..
josyjoseph: oh, leave aanalle..
have a good holidays
5:04 PM me: murappennine kaanaan pokuvaa...
i hv two...
josyjoseph: aaha
me: but i like the younger one..
josyjoseph: eehh
me: old one is padippist..
josyjoseph: are u going to marry her?
5:05 PM me: hahaha…
she is my guru...
in front of her.. am a student..
josyjoseph: okay, murapenninodu paranju koode..
5:06 PM me: enthu...
josyjoseph: ur luv..
5:07 PM me: she can't understand even if I tell her..
she is only two yrs old.. so hw can i marry :)
josyjoseph: haha.... ennaal kunju vaavaye kaanaan puvvanu para..
5:08 PM me: she is my guru.. learning many things frm her..
josyjoseph: oh okay
:)
me: i was just thinking...
josyjoseph: enthu
me: many people miss their own children's smile, their play.. their growth..
5:20 PM by going abroad.. making money..
n coming back to them wen they are about to get married..
josyjoseph: mmm yea
but wen that child grow up, she/he keep distance from parents
5:22 PM me: life is nothing but the sum total of these small moments..
if u miss it for something big..
thr is nothing big.. in life..
josyjoseph: mm
5:23 PM me: be a god of small thongs..
josyjoseph: mmm
me: godess of small things!!
josyjoseph: mmmm :)
5:26 PM me: njaan disturb cheyyunnilla.. naadakathinu samayam aayallo..
[naadakam means: project discussion with onsite manager]
saynora..
josyjoseph: haha
me: see u next week..
josyjoseph: see ya, tc
happy days!!
me: :)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
April Fool!!
April 1st 2010
To start with, let me recollect what happened in the morning.
A few gals in the company bus wished me 'Happy Birthday' and I thanked them for wishing me. When reached office, Jagath( Trainee s/w engineer) bought sweets for getting his first salary. I sent mail to my team saying that it was because of Jagath's birthday. By seeing this mail, our division head wished him happy birthday!! Distributed the sweets after the Sprint meeting. Thus morning is over..
As per the plan, Hemanth(my dearest pal Hemu) and I met in the evening. We together went to Shangum mukham beach. Spent more than 1 hr there, talking about his engagement, Ireland news and our Europe trip under construction! Then we went to airport to pick his sister up. After dropping her at his flat near to Raj Bhavan, we went to city.
In Trivandrum City
According to the plan, we proceeded to Pankaj Hotel. Heard that the bar functioning there was very good. One of the security staffs stood there welcomed us and opened the door. Asked him where the bar was when stepped into the hotel. His reply really shocked me.. And he showed us a board there on which we could see 'Bar Closed'.
We then started our inquiry. "Is there any bar functioning in the city?
"You can not find any place in the city, as today is the 1st day of the month." he clarified..
We thought to spend some nice time together inside a bar sipping chilled beers. And Hemu would be going back to work in Ireland soon. What a shock!
In Kerala, everything is closed on 1st day of a month. Whats this..
In Bangalore, u could see bars, pubs, wine shops etc.. etc.. in every 100 metres fully functional in all days..
I knew it was April Fool's day.. but forgot that it was the first day of the month!!
Nobody fooled me this Fool's day.. but I myself fooled me and then said to myself: "I am a fool" :)
To start with, let me recollect what happened in the morning.
A few gals in the company bus wished me 'Happy Birthday' and I thanked them for wishing me. When reached office, Jagath( Trainee s/w engineer) bought sweets for getting his first salary. I sent mail to my team saying that it was because of Jagath's birthday. By seeing this mail, our division head wished him happy birthday!! Distributed the sweets after the Sprint meeting. Thus morning is over..
As per the plan, Hemanth(my dearest pal Hemu) and I met in the evening. We together went to Shangum mukham beach. Spent more than 1 hr there, talking about his engagement, Ireland news and our Europe trip under construction! Then we went to airport to pick his sister up. After dropping her at his flat near to Raj Bhavan, we went to city.
In Trivandrum City
According to the plan, we proceeded to Pankaj Hotel. Heard that the bar functioning there was very good. One of the security staffs stood there welcomed us and opened the door. Asked him where the bar was when stepped into the hotel. His reply really shocked me.. And he showed us a board there on which we could see 'Bar Closed'.
We then started our inquiry. "Is there any bar functioning in the city?
"You can not find any place in the city, as today is the 1st day of the month." he clarified..
We thought to spend some nice time together inside a bar sipping chilled beers. And Hemu would be going back to work in Ireland soon. What a shock!
In Kerala, everything is closed on 1st day of a month. Whats this..
In Bangalore, u could see bars, pubs, wine shops etc.. etc.. in every 100 metres fully functional in all days..
I knew it was April Fool's day.. but forgot that it was the first day of the month!!
Nobody fooled me this Fool's day.. but I myself fooled me and then said to myself: "I am a fool" :)
Monday, March 22, 2010
Chaanaka Abhishekam on Krishnan
At Marathahalli in Bengaluru.. To be precise its Panathur near Varthur.
There I used to walk down the unknown streets along with my dear friend Hemanth(Hemu). Its like exploring some new paths, places. finding out some short cuts.. sometimes long cuts!!
I do remember, one evening we started walking and fortunately reached home after 3 hrs. Had we not seen any hidden path to complete a cycle, it would have taken many more hours..
Let me come to the point.
One fine morning..
We decided to go out for a morning walk as it was a holiday for Hemu.
Krishnan(Kris) too had leave on that day. So he too was ready for a walk.
Krishnan.. Our dearest common friend.. He was staying with his mother and elder brother named Vishnu. We call him 'Vishnu chettan' or simply 'chettan' …
Krishnan forced his brother to come out with us for a stroll and we four people started walking..
We took left when reached Bellandur Railway station. A lot of Eucalyptus trees were there below the track. I liked pissing under the trees.. So I might have pissed there as usual..
We soon reached a paddy field after passing a lot of trees. There we sat under a small tree.
There I saw cow dung . It was fresh n beautiful, circular in shape and looked like a green Pizza! I wanted to put a plum at the center of that Pizza. I wanted to make that morning memorable! So I was badly searching for a suitable small stone. But I didn’t find any.
And finally when we were about to return, I saw a big stone. Since no small stone around, I thought to use that big one. Since the stone was very big, I knew it could spread our Pizza. So given alert to all the people. Told them to move back. Everybody obeyed except Krishnan.
So again and again I told him to keep away from the frame. But he didn’t move an inch.
Finally I said 'I am throwing the stone, u move back' and then I threw the stone.
I thought Kris would move back by this time. But he didn’t. Instead he came forward and tried to stop the stone with his right foot. Since the stone was very big and heavy, he could not stop it. It made a small wound on his foot and fell on the cow dung. The much awaited moment thus happened.
Our green pizza was spread in all possible directions and it only decorated Krishnan's shirt!
Actually I didn’t expect that. I wanted only to have some fun.. I am a fun loving kinda person.. crazy infact..
Vishnu chettan was angry and said " Swamy, what have you done.. This is not right".
Hemu didn’t say anything. I looked at Krishnan's face. What was that feeling?? But he didn’t look at me.
I was expecting Krishnan doing the same thing on my shirt.. I was imagining Kris pasting chaanakam(the cow dung) on my shirt. I was ready to accept it. But was a little bit worried, since my shirt was new and good!
Krishnan then found out some muddy water around and went there to wash his shirt. Hemu and Vishnu chettan rushed toward Kris to be with him. To console him?
I didn’t move an inch. I was stuck. I felt sorry for the scene.
Krishnan came back after washing his shirt.
He didn’t talk to me.. He didn’t even look at me.. He controlled his feelings..
So he didn’t do anything.. And that really made me sick.. Why he didn’t hit me? Why he didn’t paste cow dung on my shirt? He could have done that easily..
While going back, I didn’t say anything. Vishnuchettan was telling to buy Dettol or something.
Hemu, realizing the pain in my heart, came near to me and said , "I was pretty sure that you would throw the stone".
A fainted colorless, odorless smile spread on my face..
There I used to walk down the unknown streets along with my dear friend Hemanth(Hemu). Its like exploring some new paths, places. finding out some short cuts.. sometimes long cuts!!
I do remember, one evening we started walking and fortunately reached home after 3 hrs. Had we not seen any hidden path to complete a cycle, it would have taken many more hours..
Let me come to the point.
One fine morning..
We decided to go out for a morning walk as it was a holiday for Hemu.
Krishnan(Kris) too had leave on that day. So he too was ready for a walk.
Krishnan.. Our dearest common friend.. He was staying with his mother and elder brother named Vishnu. We call him 'Vishnu chettan' or simply 'chettan' …
Krishnan forced his brother to come out with us for a stroll and we four people started walking..
We took left when reached Bellandur Railway station. A lot of Eucalyptus trees were there below the track. I liked pissing under the trees.. So I might have pissed there as usual..
We soon reached a paddy field after passing a lot of trees. There we sat under a small tree.
There I saw cow dung . It was fresh n beautiful, circular in shape and looked like a green Pizza! I wanted to put a plum at the center of that Pizza. I wanted to make that morning memorable! So I was badly searching for a suitable small stone. But I didn’t find any.
And finally when we were about to return, I saw a big stone. Since no small stone around, I thought to use that big one. Since the stone was very big, I knew it could spread our Pizza. So given alert to all the people. Told them to move back. Everybody obeyed except Krishnan.
So again and again I told him to keep away from the frame. But he didn’t move an inch.
Finally I said 'I am throwing the stone, u move back' and then I threw the stone.
I thought Kris would move back by this time. But he didn’t. Instead he came forward and tried to stop the stone with his right foot. Since the stone was very big and heavy, he could not stop it. It made a small wound on his foot and fell on the cow dung. The much awaited moment thus happened.
Our green pizza was spread in all possible directions and it only decorated Krishnan's shirt!
Actually I didn’t expect that. I wanted only to have some fun.. I am a fun loving kinda person.. crazy infact..
Vishnu chettan was angry and said " Swamy, what have you done.. This is not right".
Hemu didn’t say anything. I looked at Krishnan's face. What was that feeling?? But he didn’t look at me.
I was expecting Krishnan doing the same thing on my shirt.. I was imagining Kris pasting chaanakam(the cow dung) on my shirt. I was ready to accept it. But was a little bit worried, since my shirt was new and good!
Krishnan then found out some muddy water around and went there to wash his shirt. Hemu and Vishnu chettan rushed toward Kris to be with him. To console him?
I didn’t move an inch. I was stuck. I felt sorry for the scene.
Krishnan came back after washing his shirt.
He didn’t talk to me.. He didn’t even look at me.. He controlled his feelings..
So he didn’t do anything.. And that really made me sick.. Why he didn’t hit me? Why he didn’t paste cow dung on my shirt? He could have done that easily..
While going back, I didn’t say anything. Vishnuchettan was telling to buy Dettol or something.
Hemu, realizing the pain in my heart, came near to me and said , "I was pretty sure that you would throw the stone".
A fainted colorless, odorless smile spread on my face..
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Just Forgive me
I came to weep by pressing my face on your bosom..
I came for a nap by putting my head on your lap..
I came to you as a child who visits his mother..
But you wanted the man in me!!
What can I do? just forgive me..
I came for a nap by putting my head on your lap..
I came to you as a child who visits his mother..
But you wanted the man in me!!
What can I do? just forgive me..
Monday, March 8, 2010
The story behind a kiss
This story is all about a kiss transmitted from India to USA.
First of all, let me introduce the characters:
Nambiar (Kiss Receiver)
Dheerubhai (mutual friend: kiss intermediate transmitter)
Sri Sri Ratheesh Swamy (kiss sender)
this story starts its journey from chennai, when the 'sender' was staying there. I dont know what really happened. One day the 'sender' felt some tremendous joy, some ecstatic joy coming out from his heart and he was overwhelmed by its thrust.. Some meditation might have happened in him.. He felt total harmony with the universe..
Out of this state of total blissfulness, absolute forgetfullness, he remembered one of his class mates.. They were not that much close during college days.. but they were seen together when playing cricket..
I still remember it.. one day they both set a partnership of over 60 runs in 6 overs.. But the funny side is Nambiar scored all the 60 plus runs in 3 overs!! Mr. swamy scored zero runs in 3 overs and was simply wasting all the balls.. giving maidens to the bowlers.. that was all he could do..
Let me come to the present moment.. An eternal ecstatic joy!!
All of a sudden, Dheerubhai (kiss transmitter) went to USA for onsite work.
This eternal ecstatic joy suggested swamy to kiss Nambiar and tell 'I luv u'.. But Nambiar in usa and swamy in chennai.. so hw to kiss?
When chatted with Dheerubhai, swamy asked whether he was staying near to Nambiar. He replied he would be going to meet Nambiar soon. so swamy requested dheerubhai to kiss Nambiar and tell him 'i luv u'. And swamy continually reminded him not to forget those two things..
Finally Dheearubhai met Nambiar..
And later on, swamy was told that Dheeru kissed Nambiar but forgot to tell him 'iluv u'..
what happened after the kiss??
imagination of swamy:
Nambiar sitting next to his Japanese friend. That gal asks Nambiar about Swamy.
Nambiar replies: " he was insane during college days.. nw he is too much.. really gone mad.. he is more insane than he was ever before..
First of all, let me introduce the characters:
Nambiar (Kiss Receiver)
Dheerubhai (mutual friend: kiss intermediate transmitter)
Sri Sri Ratheesh Swamy (kiss sender)
this story starts its journey from chennai, when the 'sender' was staying there. I dont know what really happened. One day the 'sender' felt some tremendous joy, some ecstatic joy coming out from his heart and he was overwhelmed by its thrust.. Some meditation might have happened in him.. He felt total harmony with the universe..
Out of this state of total blissfulness, absolute forgetfullness, he remembered one of his class mates.. They were not that much close during college days.. but they were seen together when playing cricket..
I still remember it.. one day they both set a partnership of over 60 runs in 6 overs.. But the funny side is Nambiar scored all the 60 plus runs in 3 overs!! Mr. swamy scored zero runs in 3 overs and was simply wasting all the balls.. giving maidens to the bowlers.. that was all he could do..
Let me come to the present moment.. An eternal ecstatic joy!!
All of a sudden, Dheerubhai (kiss transmitter) went to USA for onsite work.
This eternal ecstatic joy suggested swamy to kiss Nambiar and tell 'I luv u'.. But Nambiar in usa and swamy in chennai.. so hw to kiss?
When chatted with Dheerubhai, swamy asked whether he was staying near to Nambiar. He replied he would be going to meet Nambiar soon. so swamy requested dheerubhai to kiss Nambiar and tell him 'i luv u'. And swamy continually reminded him not to forget those two things..
Finally Dheearubhai met Nambiar..
And later on, swamy was told that Dheeru kissed Nambiar but forgot to tell him 'iluv u'..
what happened after the kiss??
imagination of swamy:
Nambiar sitting next to his Japanese friend. That gal asks Nambiar about Swamy.
Nambiar replies: " he was insane during college days.. nw he is too much.. really gone mad.. he is more insane than he was ever before..
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
lets hug trees..
While coming back from college in the evening, I used to stand in front of a big old Mango tree.
You could hardly view the top of the tree as the leaves were very thick and densely placed..
And there were times, u could get a glimpse of the 'most wanted top' in autumn season..
there near to the tree, i used to stand around 2,3 minutes.. imagining a bird sitting on the very top of the tree..
n i had wished to take the photograph of that scene.. though i didnt hv any camera at that time..
still i do nt own a camera.. even my mobile phone do not hv camera!
Everyday I used to improve the frame by visually removing or adding certain branches, leaves, etc..
'this angle is gud..' 'just include that branch' etc.. etc..
occassionaly i could see a crow sitting on the top..
but no camera.. had wished to use the camera of Cherish.. but never asked him for this purpose..
so that was the routine.. standing still.. dreaming.. then going home.. thats it..
Note: I always loved throwing small stones to get some mangoes..
Infact I still have that passion burried deeply within my soul..
And most of the mango trees liked me throwing stones and blessed me by showering dozens of mangoes.
Then eating of those mangoes with salt.. vow..what a taste!!
After a few years, heard that the big old mango tree was removed from this earth..inevitable happened to my dear tree.. n my dream was shattered :(
another crazy story..
i like chembaka poo very much..(dunno its english name).. dont want to do google search to find the name, as google search increses global warming :)
its very beautiful.. its smell is very different.. dunno hw to express it..
Oneday at Lalbag in Bengaluru.
I saw a chembaka tree there. but u cant pluck flowers.. if u dare, ready to give penalty.. fine of some amount.. its displayed on a small plackard there.. so i decided not to go against rules..
But I wanted to get a chembaka flower. So while walking towards the tree, i asked:
"fine kodukkaan ente kayyil kaasilla.. athukondu enikku oru poo thaa"..
(no money.. so giv me a flower)..
To my surprise, that tree gave me a nice flower. I stretched my right arm and the flower fell on my palm.
I looked around. "Is there any security around?"
i do believe.. if u luv them, hug them, talk to them, spend time with them.. then definitely u will get response from them..
am nt a social activist or a reformer.. infact i dont feel any committment to the society as of nw..
i am least bothered about the ecological issues, hazards, calamities caused by eliminating trees from this earth..
n least concerned about ozone layer, green house effect etc..
then y am against cutting trees is very simple... bcoz at this very moment, i love them.. thats all..
You could hardly view the top of the tree as the leaves were very thick and densely placed..
And there were times, u could get a glimpse of the 'most wanted top' in autumn season..
there near to the tree, i used to stand around 2,3 minutes.. imagining a bird sitting on the very top of the tree..
n i had wished to take the photograph of that scene.. though i didnt hv any camera at that time..
still i do nt own a camera.. even my mobile phone do not hv camera!
Everyday I used to improve the frame by visually removing or adding certain branches, leaves, etc..
'this angle is gud..' 'just include that branch' etc.. etc..
occassionaly i could see a crow sitting on the top..
but no camera.. had wished to use the camera of Cherish.. but never asked him for this purpose..
so that was the routine.. standing still.. dreaming.. then going home.. thats it..
Note: I always loved throwing small stones to get some mangoes..
Infact I still have that passion burried deeply within my soul..
And most of the mango trees liked me throwing stones and blessed me by showering dozens of mangoes.
Then eating of those mangoes with salt.. vow..what a taste!!
After a few years, heard that the big old mango tree was removed from this earth..inevitable happened to my dear tree.. n my dream was shattered :(
another crazy story..
i like chembaka poo very much..(dunno its english name).. dont want to do google search to find the name, as google search increses global warming :)
its very beautiful.. its smell is very different.. dunno hw to express it..
Oneday at Lalbag in Bengaluru.
I saw a chembaka tree there. but u cant pluck flowers.. if u dare, ready to give penalty.. fine of some amount.. its displayed on a small plackard there.. so i decided not to go against rules..
But I wanted to get a chembaka flower. So while walking towards the tree, i asked:
"fine kodukkaan ente kayyil kaasilla.. athukondu enikku oru poo thaa"..
(no money.. so giv me a flower)..
To my surprise, that tree gave me a nice flower. I stretched my right arm and the flower fell on my palm.
I looked around. "Is there any security around?"
i do believe.. if u luv them, hug them, talk to them, spend time with them.. then definitely u will get response from them..
am nt a social activist or a reformer.. infact i dont feel any committment to the society as of nw..
i am least bothered about the ecological issues, hazards, calamities caused by eliminating trees from this earth..
n least concerned about ozone layer, green house effect etc..
then y am against cutting trees is very simple... bcoz at this very moment, i love them.. thats all..
Jokes
nw its the time for a few jokes.. just recreating some jokes..
i had read this joke long back.. around 10 yrs ago..
this story happened in Europe very very long back.. not in this century..
a gal from a poor catholic family had gone to city and came back with huge amount of money after a few months.. her mother welcomed her and questioned her how she got that much money..
she said: momma i became a prostitute..
momma was about to faint and asked.. wht did u say? i didnt hear u properly..
she then repeated.. i became a prostitute.. momma..
oh.. thank god.. i frightened..coz wht i heard was u became a protestant!!
thanx to an unknown author..
another old joke:
I hv read:
Pope Julius II instructed michelangelo to do the decoration of the ceiling in the Sistine Chapel in Vatican City.
For four years he painted the ceiling, lying on his back most of the time.
oneday 1 old lady came to the church, and was talking in front of the altar very loudly as if god were there before her.
she was very much involved in that and she couldnt see michelangelo painting under the ceiling.
michelangelo heard her talking.. n decided to hv some fun..
he then said: "Oh dear, I am Jesus Christ.. nw tell me ur problems."
then that lady replied to the oracle of michelangelo: "u shut up.. am talking to ur father.."
Thanx to Osho.
another one:
I hv read:
80yr old n 90yr old got married..
their first nite..
oldman took her palm and pressed it for 5min.. as they couldnt do beyond that.. then they both started sleeping..
next nite.. the process repeated.. this time it lasted only for 2 min..
third nite.. wen the oldman was about to take her hand, she refused n said.. nt tday.. am nt feelin gud.. head ache..
oldman exhaled:" thank god" :)
Thanx to Osho.
final one:
I hv read:
one day one american lady and her french frnd were discussing the honeymoons of French n American..
French lady: my man kisses me on my forehead.. then on my eyes.. then on my nose, then cheecks.. then on my lips.. then on my my neck.. and then..
American lady interrupted: please stop.. its enough.. and she added
by this time.. American would hv come back after honeymoon.. :)
Thanx to Osho.
enough for nw...
i had read this joke long back.. around 10 yrs ago..
this story happened in Europe very very long back.. not in this century..
a gal from a poor catholic family had gone to city and came back with huge amount of money after a few months.. her mother welcomed her and questioned her how she got that much money..
she said: momma i became a prostitute..
momma was about to faint and asked.. wht did u say? i didnt hear u properly..
she then repeated.. i became a prostitute.. momma..
oh.. thank god.. i frightened..coz wht i heard was u became a protestant!!
thanx to an unknown author..
another old joke:
I hv read:
Pope Julius II instructed michelangelo to do the decoration of the ceiling in the Sistine Chapel in Vatican City.
For four years he painted the ceiling, lying on his back most of the time.
oneday 1 old lady came to the church, and was talking in front of the altar very loudly as if god were there before her.
she was very much involved in that and she couldnt see michelangelo painting under the ceiling.
michelangelo heard her talking.. n decided to hv some fun..
he then said: "Oh dear, I am Jesus Christ.. nw tell me ur problems."
then that lady replied to the oracle of michelangelo: "u shut up.. am talking to ur father.."
Thanx to Osho.
another one:
I hv read:
80yr old n 90yr old got married..
their first nite..
oldman took her palm and pressed it for 5min.. as they couldnt do beyond that.. then they both started sleeping..
next nite.. the process repeated.. this time it lasted only for 2 min..
third nite.. wen the oldman was about to take her hand, she refused n said.. nt tday.. am nt feelin gud.. head ache..
oldman exhaled:" thank god" :)
Thanx to Osho.
final one:
I hv read:
one day one american lady and her french frnd were discussing the honeymoons of French n American..
French lady: my man kisses me on my forehead.. then on my eyes.. then on my nose, then cheecks.. then on my lips.. then on my my neck.. and then..
American lady interrupted: please stop.. its enough.. and she added
by this time.. American would hv come back after honeymoon.. :)
Thanx to Osho.
enough for nw...
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
water birth delivery
During a water birth, a mother gives birth to her child in a pool or tub full of water. Water improves the chances of a normal delivery.
As far a child is concerned, water birth is the best option. The child has been in the womb swimming in a pool of fluid. And its very easy for the child to continue in the same state. It is proved that small kids are the best swimmers. So no need to go anywhere to find the logic behind it.
For the child, those 9, 10 months are eternal. The child sleeps without dreams and feels absolute timelessness. And this eternal life dies when he is out of womb. A new world of time is waiting for him. So for the child, the birth is itself a death. Normal delivery is very painful for the child.. Why giving more pain by going for normal delivery.
So soon-to-be mothers can opt for this new technique.
As far a child is concerned, water birth is the best option. The child has been in the womb swimming in a pool of fluid. And its very easy for the child to continue in the same state. It is proved that small kids are the best swimmers. So no need to go anywhere to find the logic behind it.
For the child, those 9, 10 months are eternal. The child sleeps without dreams and feels absolute timelessness. And this eternal life dies when he is out of womb. A new world of time is waiting for him. So for the child, the birth is itself a death. Normal delivery is very painful for the child.. Why giving more pain by going for normal delivery.
So soon-to-be mothers can opt for this new technique.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Mother: Bolo Ta Ra Ra
when I was in 8th std, Daler Mehndi's Bolo Ta Ra Ra released.
Very soon, it became a big hit.
I didnt have the cassette and I wanted to get it from my neighborhood friend. He had bought that cassette soon after its release.
I thought to raid his house to get the cassette..
When I was about to go out, my Mom appeared on the center stage.
She asked me if I could go and get the cassette.
She wanted to listen to it badly..
So I said:
"If you want to listen to it, then go n get it. I dont want to hear those punjabi songs. So am not going."
I was very lazy and still I am.
So she went to my friend's house.
The new character in this story is a dog.
My friend had a dog and it was very aggressive.
Mom got the cassette and when she was about to return, that dog did bite her.. That dog did its job, before the owners could do anything.
'Had I visited my friend's house, instead of my mom... '
Oh, my god, I could not even think about that..
Final scene:
When she reached home with the cassette, I could not stop my laughter..
She played the cassette and I began to sing 'Bolo Bow Bow Bow Bow'.
Note: She was afraid of Rabies and avoided using lemon pickle for a few months..
Very soon, it became a big hit.
I didnt have the cassette and I wanted to get it from my neighborhood friend. He had bought that cassette soon after its release.
I thought to raid his house to get the cassette..
When I was about to go out, my Mom appeared on the center stage.
She asked me if I could go and get the cassette.
She wanted to listen to it badly..
So I said:
"If you want to listen to it, then go n get it. I dont want to hear those punjabi songs. So am not going."
I was very lazy and still I am.
So she went to my friend's house.
The new character in this story is a dog.
My friend had a dog and it was very aggressive.
Mom got the cassette and when she was about to return, that dog did bite her.. That dog did its job, before the owners could do anything.
'Had I visited my friend's house, instead of my mom... '
Oh, my god, I could not even think about that..
Final scene:
When she reached home with the cassette, I could not stop my laughter..
She played the cassette and I began to sing 'Bolo Bow Bow Bow Bow'.
Note: She was afraid of Rabies and avoided using lemon pickle for a few months..
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Action and Reaction
To every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction..
Do you think am going to copy Sir Isaac Newton? No..
wait n see...
do we Act or ReAct?
Action comes out of awareness.
and You React when you are emotionally challenged.
You Act when you are Aware.
You React when you are unAware.
Thanks to Osho and Sri Sri Ravishankar
Do you think am going to copy Sir Isaac Newton? No..
wait n see...
do we Act or ReAct?
Action comes out of awareness.
and You React when you are emotionally challenged.
You Act when you are Aware.
You React when you are unAware.
Thanks to Osho and Sri Sri Ravishankar
Gyan and Karma
Gyan and Karma (Knowledge and Action)
I have heard:
Gyan without Karma and Karma without Gyan.. both are meaningless..
If you have the knowledge and you do not do any action based on it.. its worthless..
If you do not know, but acts without any knowledge.. that too is meaningless..
sometimes you may succeed.. but in future or somebody faces the same issue, you may not be able to solve the same since you do not have the knowledge..
I have heard:
Gyan without Karma and Karma without Gyan.. both are meaningless..
If you have the knowledge and you do not do any action based on it.. its worthless..
If you do not know, but acts without any knowledge.. that too is meaningless..
sometimes you may succeed.. but in future or somebody faces the same issue, you may not be able to solve the same since you do not have the knowledge..
Friday, February 26, 2010
Pressure vs Tension
It seems that both Pressure and Tension are the same.. Infact they are opposite.. Pressure come from outside.. but Tension is mainly internal to u..
Example:
Take out one string of a Guitar or any string available.
Fix its one end and the pull it towards you.
The tension in the string is opposite to the direction of the force applied.
The direction of force(Pull) is towards you. But the tension in the string is away from you..
For example in real time, lets take sachin tendulkar..
every time he comes out to bat, he is under tremendous pressure.. expectations of crores of people.. they expect him hitting centuries.. breaking/setting records.. but he is not tensed and performs.. playing and living in the present moment. the rest is history..
External world can put you under pressure. But it can not make you tensed.. You can feel the pressure and can apply its heat to yourself. This makes you tensed.. Your body reacts.. it exerts some hormones.. Your status is then changed from 'under pressure' to 'tensed'.. Nobody can be blamed for this.. only you are responsible..
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