Joie de vivre

It is a Brilliant feeling to chase Her. It is called living in the moment. It is the fear of her that is more endearing than life, after all she helps us appreciate the beauty of everyday. How brilliant it would be to court death!?. Be not afraid of her...or live every moment running away from her while missing all those sweet slumbers , failing to appreciate the beauty that lies within simple things in life that is when we will realize there could be nothing more sweeter than death, and when it's time to go, just be glad you have deceived her all your life. I'm sure it will be the best feeling ever. Falling in love with her when she comes to you and sweeps you off your feet, and put you to rest under the benign sky,listening to the soft wind breathing through the grass; in the quiet world, where there cannot be an unquiet slumber.

Simplicity ... Thy Name is God!!

I have not seen anyone not mysitified by this beautiful language which has meanings untold ...every spoke of life has this element in it starting from the birds chirping early in the morning till the dogs howing late in the night   .... cannot imagine a world wihout it ...

i find it really hard to understand some facts

You blow through a bamboo stick with 7 holes and voila! you hear something so divine that stirrs your soul

how is it that you tap a few half filled bowls with a stick and you hear something so nice and pleasant that you want it more ...

you tie some strings across adjust the tension and use a pluctrum on the strings you dont want to stop listening to it ... 

ok Let me eliminate even those complications .. you just make sounds in speific frequencies (how hard can that be ?! you just have to make sure you dont mess woth the frequencies ) and you hear what they call music, 

May be it is god's way of telling man not to ignore the beauty that lies in the simple things in Life ....

We should be glad to be able to appreciate it !!!

it is God's language ... 

My findings so far .....

Im 23 years old and have been wondering what i have wanted to do the most in my life .... and came up with these.

1. I want to become a musician and i want to be good at it. ( I'm working on this)

2. I want to go river rafting, bungee jumping and para sailing.

3. I want to face a near death situation. i believe that it will help me appreciate life.

4. I want to learn to ride a horse.

5. I want to domesticate a baby elephant and name him Horton

6. I want to have a monkey as a pet and i want him to help me with household chores

7. I want to quit my job and become a hitch hiker.

8. sometimes i fervently wish i were a guy but i also don't want to give up being a girl :)

9. I think a lot of people envy me and i like it.

10. Little things do matter.

11. I have few friends and i love them and believe they are very important to me.

12. I really don't know what kind of person i am.

13. I want to go around Europe and pitch a tent in the country side and live there for a couple of days

14. I want to live in New York city with my family for at least 1 year.

15. I wish i could sing flawlessly

16. I wish i made a difference in some one's life

17. I wish i meet someone who makes me think I'm nothing when compared to him.

18. I wish someone gave me a gift that i loved without me telling that i actually love it.

19. I wish i still had the love birds, the parrot (manju) the three squirrels ,the two pigeons and three sparrows at home and the monkey (pandiamma) (Yes we had a monkey at home it is awesome fun)

20. I think I'm smarter than a lot of people around me and I m glad about it.

21. I want to play the guitar and the drums without someone teaching me how to play them.

to be continued ........

Zara yaad karo kurbani !!

It was a fun weekend :). I went to IIT madras to take part in an event called "Outbound at dawn" which was part of Saarang. I had been there before for the same event last year and our team won.

here is what we do to win this event. do the following in the shortest time.

cross over a rope bridge, run some 2 kms inside a forest infested with thorns and pebbles , only to find a raft made with barrels and bamboos waiting on one side of the lake, hitch a hike on the raft and try rowing through the lake in harmony with your eight other team mates and reach the bank safe, crawl like a monkey on a rope tied across two trees, walk on bamboo stills which have been tied like an A frame...  sigh!!!!!!

I'm too exhausted from doing all these stuff that i cannot waste more energy writing about it. 

one thing i cannot comprehend is the fact that doing all this for a 4 hour fun sake has made me tired for almost two days ..how on earth do the defense guys work it out in extreme conditions too. I think i need to show a little more concern while writing about them, honestly i wish i could but i do not have the energy or the creativity faucet at my disposal at the moment. I salute those guys.

Spare the Rod ....

He should learn to live ... surrounded by hatred and negligence .. uncared and Alone in the blende of this monotonous world .....

but sometimes it feels good to spare the rod ... even if not exactly spare the rod .. may be spoil the child.

ah !! now you must be wondering what I'm talking about !! :)  a couple of years ago ... something very insignificant happened about which i had written down on my little journal. was flipping through it and felt i should enunciate!!! 

It was a cool winter afternoon, the weather was fine and you could not wish there were a better day than that in the middle of the desert.I was coming back to my hostel from the insti with a friend of mine, wheeling my cycle. Something seemed to be interested in following us... it was a cute little puppy with a black patch around it's snout. It bore an expression of untold Sorrow ... something that struck too close to home it was as if he did not know what to do next, where to go .. what to do .... i would have picked him up and given him a hug but  i didnt want to .. for No Reason. 

We gazed at him for sometime and started walking again. he followed. We stopped .. he stopped too. We didnt know what he expected. We started riding, he started running behind us. i wanted to give him something to eat ... something stopped me.... something in my head kept saying why spoil the child ... he should learn to live alone in the blend of this monotonous world. 

I rode faster and kept thinking about the little one ... somehow the reason i told myself to escape from doing something to the dog was not something even i would buy. so I decided to get  my cycle and went back there .. i didn not have to look for him ....  he was standing right there near my cycle.... then i got some biscuits for him and he ate it like a little kid. then i took him out and left him near the temple wishing someone will take care of him... then wheeled back to the hostel.... as i did somethng caught my attention. the puppy came behind me and went ahead to the dumpster ... and started sniffing something .. it was a dead dog !!! Probably his mother ! 

Nostalgic Days ....

Sometimes I watch the days go by wishing they could last.... though I cannot help but just wonder why time must fly so fast... I feel like going back to being kid when I think about the bygone cloudy days when I used to sail paper boats in the muddy puddles during the monsoon.

Life was easy and so much fun, I ruled my world , and my world was rock solid....i feel a kind of troubled pleasure(Sorry William...yeah!! that's right! Wordsworth's), the feeling you get from eating stolen mangoes from your neighbours garden ... It is the best feeling you can ever get, trust me.

Then came the best part of my life ..BITS... The most wonderful days of my life were these and will always be. Alma mater is something that can never stop making you feel good... How I wish there were time machines... I would live every god damn day in that darned and dear place again ... yes!!! every day was wonderfully and brilliantly weird .... now here I am .. crushed by boredom caused by the monotony of this mundane lifestyle, writing blog to kill time, while making myself feel better reminiscing.....

To Where I Belong ...

Alone in the Rain I walk
With nothing but darkness flanking me,
I know not where the path takes me
Away from the blend of this monotony
Trodden with spite deceit and agony
I tread my way to
Where I belong
Where there is peace
Untainted by spite
Where there is truth
Unshaded by deceit
With faith Unshaken,
Hope Unswerving
Heart heavy and grief-ridden
The lonely road I walk
With Solitude for company…

The Tale of "MmEe"

ok... i wouldn wanna sound cliché.. but... i gotta put this down now....why do we write blogs? This is not a million Dollar Question (I swear I did not realize it was a Cliché here ;)). Ok one thing, u get time to Kill...well you can push your stupid ideologies to a lot of poor souls out there as well! and... ya..you donot know anything else worth doing !!

You know what ... I used to write Blogs on RediffBlogs before... there I wrote something that made "E" feel bad and "E" asked me to stop writing blogs... i had to listen, coz it was "E"...though my mistake was not worth this punishment. PUNISHMENT it really was one. I used to love it when my blogs get published and i have comments... it is real fun reading the comments.... and know that there is really someone out there who can appreciate your writing skills..... who would bother to write if there is no one to Acknowledge your Rambling ??

Disclaimer:

The word Rambling used in this blog is to refer only to the author's own writing and is not meant to offend the bloggers who decide to comment on this blog ;). In the case of other Bloggers the word can be replaced by the Antonymn of the word;)...(Please Excuse me for not taking the pains to give you the exact word)

Sigh! That was enough rambling :) wasn't it? ;) ok now I really didn't know what i was going to write in here when i started this Blog. See this is really the problem with Bloggers like Me. Well... I first thought I would write about my Weird Thoughts and it ended up sounding like 'warped up perceptions about life' crap, to some and "not a run of a mill thingy" for some others... i decided to take into consideration only the latter and continued writing (who would want to admit defeat) ...I wrote about how I got caught by my warden for acting drunk on the road.... The warden apparently mistook me to a real drunkard (Thanks to the La hip belles' of BITS Pilani )... drops of heaven ( that's how they are known aren't' they ?) .... and an Esteemed soul asked me to try out Vodka..." E " doesn't allow me to do so again (;)) I surely Shall when my E is Fine with It. :) ...and then the disaster happened and my "E" stopped me from writing ...


Well now now finally i decided Im not gonna listen to My E .... and miss out on all this fun .. so here I am Writing again much to the bemusement of those unlucky creatures out there reading my posts ..!!!
Yours Thankfully!!!
"MmEe"
PS: The E is the "E" of the me inside Me

PPS::) I m so happy there are no means to convey your anger on me physically after you read this blog. three cheers to the Inventors of Electronics !!
PPPS: Seriously good luck reading My Blog!!!!

24 Carat Dearth ?!?

I initially thought Oblivion was somethin to do with the teanage and the quarter life crisis where u live a life that doesn have much scope for expectation. You have completely no idea wat you are made of.....you think you are some one ... but you yourself donno who that someone is .....but now.... here is what i have to say about this crazy word which has meanings untold....

nothingness.....wat will you do...if you left at a place.... realllly hot in summers bloody cold in winters.....you got no scope of occupation except may be cultivate a few of those dry arid area vegetation... which got to be sold in some far off place...this means you have to toil and make them grow some how and then haul ass along with those stuff to some better area which has some marketing scope....just thinkin about it leaves me sulky....

I stay in one such places.....Pilani .. i am a student at BITS...I didn not realize the real scenario the natives of this place where in ... till one day... i thought ill go this place called "VFAST" where yu get this really good breakfast a bit expensive....but then the plan went in the pooper n me was kinda dissappointed ... then i went out with my friend.... to do some work.... it was to get some food from the professors... and distribute it to the children in the village....she generally called me to help her coz someone who had to come did not turn up. we started off in the cycle it was really hot right in the morning at arnd 10:00 then went to all these professors house collected food.. packed the food and started off... to the pilani vilage.. i have been in bits for four years and this was the first time i went to do this thing and i gotta see the miserable plight of these people....there were around 80 food packets.....we landed near a banyan tree and called ppl... to collect food.. soon there was a fight... grown ups and children fightinng for food.. old ppl grabbing food from children and running away.... children bein beaten up with chappals.... everything was happening before my eyes.....i just thought about the irony of fate ...i was dissappointed coz i didn get to eat out....they were dissappointed because they did not get any food to eat......how can things be so different.i still am not able to forget those little outstreched hands begging for food. have never felt so helpless before.