Nostalgic

 "Didi, i am missing my friend a lot. He left for Africa today."

"Who' s that?"

"Ken. He went back today:(.......awesome guy he is going back to Africa. i am gonna miss him:( "

"Oh poor chap:( Is he never gonna come back? You will be touch through mails atleast right:)..cheer up"

" He used to tell me so many things about how beautiful his place is and stuff..its good in a sense, he hasnt seen  his family for 3 years, was missing them badly, but the sad thing is he wont come back for 6 months now:(.."

"Oh..only for 6 months rite? He ll come back na..just wait:)"


       -----and this conversation ended abruptly..i didnot know how to console him, i could understand what he was going through; but i couldnt do pretty much to cheer him up. I compared his plight with mine......

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Tribute to the legend...

  Again..while on the way back home, in the bus..I was listening to radio; when something i was waiting for since morning Happend at last!  "Nadhamaya 101.3" - an sms from a friend. At once I tuned into the station, and.....instantly i went into trance.!!Automatically my eyes closed, i started snapping, and my legs tapping. After a long time, I was listening to this song. And was amused to find that the song created the same magic, it used to, every time i heard it.!! My heart wept out of intense joy. Beautiful song, beautiful voice. A soul-cleanser. Takes me to an entirely different world, that of tranquility, peace, meditation!! A song that raptures your soul and penetrates deep within you. The flute, the veena, the mridangam blent with the Ultimate voice  - the voice of the Legend, Dr. Rajkumar.

On that rainy evening...

On that rainy evening...



     Last night, I got stuck in the rains. Experienced the usual Bangalore traffic in the night (yesterday it got denser, coz of 'anjaneya jayanti' ). Rains! Otherwise, its wonderful to play around during the rains. But when it comes to travelling back home, in heavy rains ; the feeling is awful, disgusting! Thanks to the song 'hosanna' (jo meri kaano me baj raha tha, coz i heard the song around 20 times in the day!!) - i was in a fairly good mood while going back home(which is a rare case). Else commuting in bmtc buses during peak hours,(in the evenings) pisses me off!! For a while, in the bus, i listened to music on radio. Thanks to my (rarely appearing) absent-mindedness, i had forgotten to charge my mobile and the battery got low (so i had to switch off the radio too!!). I was left with no work now. Just took out my book, and tried 'by-hearting' the lyrics of hosanna.(i love doing crazy,freaky things). it's sooo difficult to grasp tamil songs!. I gave up. Only hosanna ka tune kept ringing in my mind.

part-2...When i met her...

....After a hectic week, full of assignments and late-night returns to our abodes(of course, cz of the assignments); we all were looking forward for a break of 2 days. Not really an off from work-place. We had our soft-skills training scheduled for the next two days. And through sources, we got to  know that a lady was going to handle the 2-day session for us. All of us heaved a sigh of relief . It were a tough 2-3 weeks, with only gentlemen  handling our training(we did get bugged of them, it's really a turn off sometimes seeing only gentlemen all around you, showing extreeme professionalism, made-up fake smiles(smiling only because some god-damn book/seminars on 'professionalism' asks you to keep 'smiling' at work-place!!Given an opportunity, i would write a book on when NOT to smile!!)). Being away from home, and no motherly figure around, nobody to smile at u affectionately - had felt like coming into an unknown island. We all were waiting for her to turn up(of course, the guys were more than eager!!;))...

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How do we meet them?Part-1..

Hi..

      Perhaps by now you all might be knowing(if not, then now u would get to!) that i hav been leading an extremely 'mechanical' life off-late..With the most of my free time being hogged by travel to-fro home-office; i dont get to introspect, contemplate ( and whatever word you may want to add here--something which means 'spending time with i-me-myself!'(to kis it)). Though this was not the topic of my discussion here, i just wanted to mention it - coz i just decided 'why not use my travel-time for introspection and thinking life'!



**thats all about my out-of-the-topic stuff**



     "Almost" coming to the point now : just two or a day ago, while on the way back home; a question shot into my brain like from no-where!'how do we meet people'??i mean how do we REALLY meet them? Has god created any algorithm or a procedure for that?or some logic behind whom,when,where and how you gonna meet in life??

      And from that very moment i started relating myself to every person i saw..A strange feeling - a feeling implausible...I mean..really strange.Weird. Daily you come across hundreds of strangers, "new faces","new lives","LIVES", for just fraction of seconds...and just after a while, they go!!And there are few among those, whom you instantly relate to, even if you dont know who they are!And there are people, who transpose from being a stranger to a jigri dost. And then there are people - like this...i mean like this guy...

State-lag!!

State-lag!!!

     Well. It happens to anyone who’s travelling from India to US!!(now don’t go too deep into the statement and don’t try to act smart by saying that it happens GENERALLY when u travel from one country to another!I know tat!)..heard of JETLAG ???

Happy Days..

 Well...

This post has got nothing knowledgeable, and no information as such. It's the last day at the BBSR office today for me..

korukunna kori kalavaalanna…

cheruvaina cheyi kalapaalanna

chedirina kala aina viduvanu gadha naina…

chalinchanee eee….oooooooo oooo kshanaleke oooooo ooo

happydays…. happydays…….

happydays…. happydays……

happydays…. happydays…..

:):)

Cheers....