Saturday, December 27, 2008

When the Arguement of Good and Bad arises

most of us realize that how feel about certain situation depends upon the thought prevailing that time.What is good and wat is bad?If so who decides these?under what criterias?The thought is that what seems to be good for one is considered bad for another person.Is there a uniform acceptance by the beings?The answer is an obvious no!!Trying to fulfill ones purpose in life is a daunting task indeed.For those who dont know what it is,it can create a great deal of turmoil.For those who know what it is it cant seem to make things happen,it can equally be traumatic.However in the process of bolstering your inner dialogue,thoughts should become an asset and not a detriment.This is wat i called choices!!
Questions like this rattle my mind everyday,every hour every minute and every nano second.But its like NP-not complete problem.sometimes human brain is like a computer,you dont have solution for almost every mystical questions.Even the most learned people cant answer such questions."Katradhu kai man alavu,kalladhadhu ulagalavu" is very correct in this aspect.Maybe if I fix an appointment with the CEO of HImalayan saints association,I can vent out my rants with a smile!!I still don understand this so called "Karma Theory"..FRom where do we come and where do we go?What is the reason for the series of births?What is so subtle in this birth that was not in the previous births?Will there be any improvement in next birth?What is the purpose of the whole play?
Are we the architects of our life?or the creators guiding each move?But I believe that we are the writers of our destiny.."Two Roads Diverged in a yellow wood and i took the one less travelled by.."hits my mind when we talk about choices.Perhaps there are more roads that are lesss travelled by..Even if i consider each birth is a learning lesson and each time we learn from the mistakes and take the new lessons in the next birth..Is there an end to it?whither destination?If the goal of birth is to have an answer for each and every question the mind asks will the entire life becomes senseless?.Because there is no need,or no wants,no specific goals to achieve.Coming to the concept of Bhagavat Gita,whatever happenned has happened good..whatevet is happening is happening good..whatever will happen is bound to happen good..we din bring anything here to lose..we don take anything when the soul departs..so the question here is are our choices already written with destiny or it gets written aas it happens when we make choices.In that case wont it become a case history????

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Shopping at 8th cross,Malleswaram

These days Bangalore is becoming my second home.After being here for almost a couple of weeks,the non satiable spirit of shopping whatever the eye catches is a disease in my view.Especially for girls this phrase is very apt"Shop untill you drop" and am no way different from it.Though I did some mini shopping two or three times I was not fully satisfied with it,I always had in my mind a kilometre list of items that kept on pestering me like a mosquito bite.So yesterday i decided to draw some cash from ATM and enjoy the spirit of being a shopoholic.When it comes to shopping if you have an experienced person for showing the perfect shops and places and who has this ability to bargain the Taj Mahal for 1000 bucks,no second thoughts take him/her with you immediately.only thing you have to convince him is an assured stop in a chat corner or a coffee bar,mind you he will save a lumpsum in your wallet.In my case I took paddu(padma) my PGmate, no wonder i made the apt choice.We started at 7.00 pm in the evening, a pair of branded shoes topped my agenda,therefore we landed in Bata(as we dint have adidas or reebok showroom in malleswaram).Paddu updated me with all the latest models she was going gaga over selecting the most fashionable ones for me.I eyed on a turquiose white combi converse anyways we decided to go and have a look at other shops as well.Next stop was Milton shoes,they had limited brands,also the collection there was not so trendy.we also entered 2 or three local shops but decided to go in for the action brand that caught our eyes in Bata showroom. Next in the list,was 4 or 5 english movie cds.we loitered nook and corner and found out couple of shops selling cds in the platform.To my disappointment I dint get any of the movies I really wanted to see.But took RNBJ,animated cartoons and American Pie series.Meanwhile to quench our hunger we landed on a roadside panipoori stall where we were given a small plate, everytime we ate one poori the seller filled our plate with another one,I had never seen such a system but well we enjoyed spilling most of it and managed our best to gulp a little.cosmetics and accessories is never missed out in shopping list.The glossy,shining earrings dazzled so much that we couldnt resist buying atleast three pairs of it.I imagined myself looking very pretty with those on my ears.Other accessories included bracelets and some of the fashion jewlries.Paddu suggested on some exotic short kurties and tantra tops.Paddu is thin she really looks so sexy,at times I used to envy her for her perfect body contour.I consoled myself seeing a Mrs.Bheemsen when these thoughts surfaced in.Its a boon to have a size zero figure coz you can flaunt with all the modern clothes moreover almost every guy will have a look at you,believe me this is really a pride to boost your self-confidence.Whatever femininity itself is a grace,each girl has unique beauty in her,finding out and portraying that beauty is the challenge.Thinking all these,I passed Baba temple promptly thanking him for keeping me happy in a new place.THen both of us headed towards a peanut seller and munched a handful of nuts over seamless chatting.The other things we shopped are a pair of levis jean from canara union discount sale,T-shirts,cosmetics,casuals ,socks and contact lens solution.I totally emptied my wallet.I was happy that watever i spent valued for money.Padma did an excellent job of bargaining and saved some 200bucks for me.At the end of the day I had an exciting shopping experience where nobody was there to curtail my desire suggesting what to get and wat to not get.I really look forward to my earning days so that I can get everything I like for my MOm, brothers,sisters and FRiends.In all,I rediscovered myself with this experience !!!:-)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Touching NUmber!!!

Happened To hear a touching number from the movie bucket list.Though I havent seen the movie i found the lyrics very touching.Simply superb!!
Take out of your wasted honor
Every little best frustration
Take out all your so called problems
Better put them in quotations

Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say

Walkin like a one man army
Fightin with the shadows in your head
Living out the same old moment
Knowing you’d be better off instead
If you could only

Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say
Say what you need to say

Have no fear for giving in
Have no fear for getting older
You better know that in the end its better to say to much
Than to never to say what you need to say again

Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
Why?
Say what you need to say ….

Check out the song in You tube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ0z86LmXBM

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Randonmess(Entrophy) of THoughts

LIfe seems to be more than a journey these days.To contemplate whence my journey begun,where am being lead to what I have achieved is like jumping in pond full of clay,making it turbid.My childhood days began with two of my best friends.Like every other kid,we spent together loitering around the streets everyday with our most proud possession-hercules bicycle.Our typical vacation days begin at 6.00 a.m cycling around the streets plucking flowers with a scissor especially when the owner of the house is not seen around the balcony.Many a times i was the victim to get bathed in ditch water.Swindling a rose from a neighbours garden was more than an achievement those days,the proven way of displaying our superiority.My buddies sangi and kavi,played greater part of my childhood days.People in our streets tagged us as mupperum deviyar.The best part of it was maargazhi(dec) masam as those are the days we carry kodams filled with water to bathe Lord VInayaga.We were told that we will get caring husband if we do so.(:-))But the real intention of ours was that everyday we get hot prasadams ; chats and gossips over prasadams is the most interesting stuff..The admonishing half yearly exams were only secondary when it comes to our meet and gossips.we tried all stuffs right from frying raw guava(the most tried receipe),to celebrating pongal with an used kulfi ice cream pot..Once kavi' grandma tried her level best to hit with a broomstick as the terrace caught fire with our attempt to cook rice.The rehearsals of running families,reciting school poetries,enacting dramas,non stop boasting about the stationaries we own(kavi always win as her dada brings funky stuffs from dubai!),playing ludo,tennis,hide and seek till the watchman accompanies to our respective houses.Once we got caught redhanded by a granny from whose house we plucked a sack full of raw mangoes,we all fell from atop of a tree in a bid to escape that failed miserably.Days passed like this,the bonding between us slowly vanished due to the tenth class board exams..Later on studies became a priority.Sangi & kavi found a seat in engineering colleges.Owing to my family situation I opted out a private science college for my higher studies.
My degree life was not so memorable one though I have a good set of friends somehow I was not very interested with the people and the lecturers at that time.Added to this was my dada's ill health.Three years passed like a hell.I managed to finish my degree.Though I lost my dad,the feeling of tasting success was burning ghastly inside me.somehow I joined post grad,with a sigh of relief that I will finish it in three months.Presently some kind of mysterious thoughts are riddling my mind.How wonderful life will be when all our thoughts materialises!!Some sort of happiness in watching the birds chirp,movements of tree branches,the multicolored sky,a begger sharing his food with dog..The kindness of nature is immediately spotted wherever my eyes gleans on it.Hoping, wishing that maybe there might be newness of thought, tranquility of the mind and sanctity of being that can come to pass.Watching how randomly the thoughts shift from one form to another and to start off not knowing the destination.Does it really worth pondering over?or it is worthless?Useless?senseless?Hopeless?Mysterious?Funny?Nonsensical?Humourous?Is it a symphony of nature or cacophony of the whimsical world?.
Here it goes my eyes gaze on monitor..Fingers on the keyboard?mind on the waving window screen and the rainbow of colors reflected by the window.Wait a moment...the leaves of the tree near the building enter and exit in pattern of time..when these thoughts preoccupy am i conscious of myself?How does the senses work in harmony to bring a sense of fulfillment or agony?where all these thoughts are ultimately leading me?And have we set out on a journey to figure ourselves out or is this to go through whatever that life might through you but just be like the clouds? To rise up? And be?--All these are pre esigned or some director is guiding the show?Whatever may be the reason,the orderliness,the patterns,the intricacies which it is made off is mindboggling to give a thought.There comes the question of controlling the senses,thought flows,that is known to be possible for a saint.Even if a saint practices this form of exercise what will be substituted for thoughts.Is it emptiness?Nothingness?Eeriness?Mysteriousness?.If so what is nothingness?Can anybody out there explain wat is nothingness?