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As a primary school student many a times I got the topic - 'A rainy day' for essay writing. And being from the desert land of India, only a thought of it used to make me happy and I could write the innocent stories of rainy days from those childhood times. But now given a chance to write an essay on a topic as this, I would rather have some horrific water-drenched stories of broken-footwear-every-other-day, rain-smelling-clothes, devoid-of-sunlight-since-ages, and umbrella-flying incidents to fill up the essay. Such has been my experience here at Mangalore . No, holding umbrella opposing the direction in which rain is falling; does not help. Why? Because here rain knows no direction! It is like that ruthless enemy in the war where you are trying to defend yourself with umbrella but all in vain as it can attack you from any side at any moment! But to tag it as completely a torturous experience won't be an honest act. Although traveling to office via city buses in such kind ...

Last six days I was completely off the blog; and the reason was that my Laptop was facing relationship crisis. My laptop - Inspiron was trying hard to patch it up with Windows 7. But its OS won't budge! It was like a sudden break up for the laptop. It pleaded a lot and tried all the ways to restore the relationship but Windows 7 won't feel the mercy which Inspiron truly deserved. After 2 days of relentless persuasion Windows 7 gave up. It felt like life without soul. It new it existed but its purpose and dimensions were lost. Seeing Inspiron in such a sad state, Mint who always knew how breed of Windows do this to their counterparts gave in a new hope to Inspiron . Such kind of a gesture was not knew, after all that is why world knows it as Mint. It has incessantly indulged in giving fresh beginnings to laptops. And it is because of brave Inspiron and caring Mint that I am back on the network. This blog is dedicated to both of them with utmost love and respect. Cheers! :)

There are days when before going to bed you say impromptly that you had a busy day; and then you take a minute to realise that where exactly were you busy?? I call these days to be gone in fluke! Today was an addition to this series! And personally i don't enjoy it much! Especially when at the end of the day you realize that there were many important work that actually skipped your memory! It is kind of vexing to ackowlege the number of days you waste in such a way! And the maths of the hours spent in such a way just makes me go furious at myself! I just hope the days ahead won't be like this and will have some productive elements so that I can write something really substantial here! Signing off with hope!

I don't know what this corporate sector does to you but weekend seems awfully lazy!! I am a guilty victim of this phenomenon! Well the best act of being lazy is to watch a movie while munching on high-on-carbohydrate snack! And so the movie for the day was The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Well when about a year and a half back it had won the Oscar, I had had a tough time remembering its title. So all this while being a couch-potato (which kinda suits my weight now) I caught hold of the effective dialogues from the movie. It happens all the time when you see a movie, one or two line more-often-than-never by a protagonist gets clicked by your mind. And it remains in there forever; only to be used at the appropriate time. And this movie sure as hell had such lines: One very effective one liner by the protagonist Benjamin Button was: "Your life is defined by its opportunities... even the ones you miss!" And of course the most enduring was when Benjamin narrates in hi...

I heard somewhere that, “Reading books takes away originality within you.” Is it? I tend to disagree with it. Having experienced myself, I feel, we as humans get influenced too easily. And I really don’t understand what’s really original in us? I mean to me the concept of originality is similar to that of time. Initially it was believed that time is an independent element. But later Einstein proved that indeed even time is relative. And so I believe that on similar grounds originality is a relative thing. Relative to what or who has influenced the person more. Every individual is different and that decides the factors that influence them in life. A person who is gullible has varying parameters of influence in contradiction to seemingly unperceivable individual. Having said that, I believe reading books is just one of the parameters. When one describes himself as ferocious reader; indeed inherently the person is succumbing to books to influence his mind in a dominant way. Books, Talks, ...

June 24 th , 2010 11:50 am We all are aware of this famous dialogue/saying/truth that "the real power lies in letting go!" Don't know about this, but sure as hell the act of 'letting go' gives you immense feel that you possess certain power, a control over fate. I feel myself insignificant being of the universe when I read and listen to these things. I have no intention to possess this over-rated feel of power. But many a times I feel that i will feel real power when every minute of each day i spent in doing what gives me happiness at the end of it. And I feel it is possible... it is possible by making the right choices in life (as goes one of my favourite quote: Only thing you have control on is the choices that you make in life !). Power to You!!! :) :)

June 18th, 2010 12:42 pm Recently recieved this forward mail, which had synopsis of all the upcoming movies. And essentially all the love storys in that mail had one common element in theis storys. And this is - "not realizing that you love him/her"! This forces a question in my mind. Is it really so that we otherwise intelligent species, always tend to make a fool of ourvselves in the matters of heart??

June 2nd, 2010 This weekend sitting on the sea side, for more than 2 hours, I thought endlessly. I was there with a close friend of mine. We went to spend some good time together. And we did have a good time, just that we spoke almost to the bare minimum. Words were unnecessary. The waves from the seas, each time it hit the rock, it actually hit a wave of our mind and set us to thinking. Having so many deep thoughts I startled myself with the realization and asked my friend "This is so beautiful, yet I am scared I will not be able to recollect this scene I am seeing. I am not able to grasp it at once. Why is it so?" And there came the reply, "Its because even before grasping it all the vastness of this scene forces a thought in you mind!" It was so true... even before i could take each pixel of the beautiful scene, i was already exercising my brain with my subconscious fears and unanswered thoughts. But having said that, today I still am able to recall that scene in...