Of rains I reminisce…

2 Jun

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Some of the best memories I have are associated with rains; very simple and pleasing. The fondest of ones are running my fingers along the train of droplets on railings, it was something that gave me immense happiness. The happiness comes back crashing like waves as I see them today.

Vivid memories of running out into the garden in the morning, following a heavy downpour the previous night and search for droplets of water in flowers, buds, among leaves. They glisten in the morning sun like diamonds. Nature’s miracles never ceased to amaze me then and they still continue to do so. Another marvel, the little pearls of water hanging by their very end in fronds of coconut trees, bejeweling them, giving them a regal appearance. 

The rain brings its own beat when it arrives; an opiate feeling in itself.

And there are memories of getting wet thoroughly in the rain, reaching home all shaky, drying up, getting a lecture on how I’m prone to catching a cold and being given some very hot filer kaapi.

The rains have so much to offer, all we need to do, see and hear…and get wet at times!

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Realisations of a netted mind...

23 Mar

Reblogged from Here, there and everywhere...:

Disclaimer : I'm too lazy to pick up my laptop...so i'm doing this over by phone...don't squeal if there's some bad spellings in here...

Its way past midnight...i'm beginning to have a strange feeling that the creative part of my brain only works @ this time...atleast creative is what i feel...weird first time i felt i could be creative...i wonder how would life have been without the "Internet"...not to forget i wouldn't have met my better half if it wasn't for the internet,,,the first time we text messaged each other was because of some code that needed to be generated for a lab simulation software...that day we didn't speak much...but the next day on i was constantly hammering away at my phone texting her...those were such memorable times...just waiting to get a message saying how you miss each other...how are you...even a good morning...i'm glad i found her :)...

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Haiku #1

17 Mar

sun shines,
all is revealed.
in darkness,
it all remains.

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The last flight! The first beginnings!

16 Mar

A couple of days ago, I happened to chance upon a butterfly inside our home late in the evening. It was nothing spectacular or lavishly colourful, but a normal brown coloured one.

Butterflies aren’t a common sight very late in the evening. As it is, I was a little surprised to notice one. Like they always do, this one too was fluttering about carelessly pausing momentarily at places where it wished to. A couple of minutes later it did this wonderful flitting in a zig zag pattern and in an instant stopped and fell. Before I could notice and go near it, it was dead, its dance put to an end.

At that moment it struck me, why not live our lives like this, like this butterfly? Keep the dance going till the very end instead of turning sour and grumpy? By the dance, I do not mean or say it in the literal sense, but the dance inside us, the energy inside us, that can last till we breathe our very last. At certain moments we feel this sudden burst of energy, the spirit that keeps us on and up for a few moments; we need to make “this” last and that will make life worth while, not for ourselves alone, but for people around us too.

Once our part is played, nothing remains except a few memories of us with our cherished ones. And when that is all that remains, we need to be definitely sure that its worth its weight in gold, that they are beautiful memories. They will remain as souvenirs, which will be reminisced by the ones whom we love.

The last flight of the butterfly has been the first beginnings for me to understand life differently!

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If you’re reading this, you are lucky!

14 Mar

I’m a lucky guy! So are you if you’re reading this!

Economic recession? Wallet’s tight? Putting in those extra hours for that extra “bling”? Higher interest rates? Boss putting an insane amount of pressure on your head? Feel like you have nothing left? You’re done?

Well if you’re reading this, then none of the above are actually an existential crisis for you. You reading this means – you have a computer/ laptop/ phone, a working Internet connection, electricity, you’ve had a meal already and positively a roof over your head. Also like me you have a lovely family, some great buddies and people who support you.

For numerous folk these are fairy tale scene. Getting a glass of fresh water to drink is a blessing for people in drought stricken regions, a morsel of clean food, a gift for a populace in the famine ravaged regions of the world. For others in war ravaged regions, home is but two stilts acting as a support for a sheet of plastic. This just puts our position in a diametrically opposite perspective where our lives are secure, warm and all fuzzy. Now, it would only seem apt to be overly satisfied with what we have and how much we have. Privilege is what we have in the face of the adversity the world is facing everyday.

In the ever growing age of desire, marketing, advertising and peer pressure, we give in to it! Everyone is after the next “IT” thing! And this we reflect sometimes on our children.

There are a couple of things I’m currently working on, one of them would be to simplify life; take out all the unnecessary, don’t let in this stuff in my life again. Appreciate all that I have material and otherwise, with latter being the more important of the two! A deeply caring and loving family I can always fall back on.

Another, to pass this on to my daughter.I’m having a growing daughter at home, making things difficult by wasting water, food etc. These are the moments forbearing on a parent. It sometimes cannot be ignored simply because the child starts throwing tantrums; it is then with utmost restraint we need to teach them, explain it to them how fortunate enough we are to have things which a vast section of mankind doesn’t know if such a thing were to exist.

There are simple things I try to appreciate; a sunrise, the early morning sounds of birds, my daughter’s calling. Simplify.

Newton said “Nature is pleased with simplicity.” But then Da Vinci comes a close second to mind, “Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.”

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The journey – Life…

15 Feb

In the end it’s the journey that matters, not the destination; been said extensively, indulged in much lesser but.

The same is with life too. Irrespective of genealogy, principles and multitudes of baggage that individualizes us, our voyage of life is bound by a common purpose, death. Death doesn’t seem to be the end of it all; rather it serves as a reference point in this journey, as does life.

In this voyage we experience joys, experience sorrow, we fall, dust ourselves off and get up – make new beginnings, make new ends. More often than not we learn what really makes us, who we really are. This journey would be the Godfather of every other one that we’ve taken.

This journey has an exception though, one that none other will posses. Every part of the journey will be travelled only once and when such be the journey, not an instant of it be ignored.

Mobile OS – A ‘Real’-ity Check!

31 May

These mobile OS’es are so much like the stuff they’re named after.

Microsoft Mango: They look good and smell good; eat a lot and your insides will hang.

Android OS: Are like treats they’re named after; less is good too much bores you.

“Black”berry: They were good, very good; but now are in the dark about almost everything; they’re training Mysore police now!

Apple iOS: Just like what an Apple does; once in it constipates and stays there preventing you from looking at everything else!

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