FriEnDs to live

There are few things that you require at every stage of life. Such as the air to breathe, food to eat, water to drink, land to walk on and friend to live. With a friend you live your life but without... you just spend it. I don’t know what is difficult to do: to live or to spend? But I know one thing that it is no fun to spend the life.

The importance of friends to live is undeniable. Have you ever thought that none of Chetan Bhagat’s book could have been completed without Friend(s), or Sholay would not have been a hit without Friend(s), or none of us would have known who KK was if there were no Friend(s). (What??? You didn’t get who KK is... that “Yaaron” singer da). Real life friends are as hit in life as the TV show, F.R.I.E.N.D.S. was

There was one of my cousins, who always used to write friend as “FREIND”, despite many amending her for the same. I once happened to ask her why she writes friend as “FREIND”. To that she replied, she wants to know others that she understand how to write friend but she doesn’t like the ambiguity in its spelling: “the ‘end’ in friend doesn’t fit when I know a friend is actually the beginning of the fun”, her word to word reply was.

(After a lot of paragraphs writing and deleting and writing again and deleting again and again)

There is nothing I can write here or anywhere that can explain what really it means to have a friend in life and how painful it is to not to have one. You need friends in every small (and big) thing you do.

So if you feel you are overburdening yourself with life and its (its ________ what??? there are many thing we can fill in here... summing up I write) traits, go, join orkut, facebook or other social network or do anything and make friends! Rule is simple my dear: No Friend, No Life!

The Time that's gone

A flash player. It's Adobe Flash Player or even better, better than any player available and there is a flash file being played, don't know what the creator of the file had named it, may be "Don’t worry It happens to everyone, to you too". There are pictures, hazaar of them, there are videos having people moving things here or there, there are abrupt changes from one slide to another. I feel this was the life I had spent, more than this I feel I want to spend that life again, again all throughout my life.

I don’t know whether something of this sort had happened to you or anyone, but it keeps happening to me. I keep catching the glimpse of the time that I have spent. I think this is some kind of a disease I am having, as the Dyslexia Ishaan had in TZP, (you don’t think it’s same? This way it will sound same: he was a normal child but only some tuning of brain was required). I have the similar case or maybe not. It has prolonged so much that the condition is now out of control.

The above mentioned sequence often used to cover my sight whenever I used to take a break and sit( or stand(or walk(or lay down)))(3 closing braces required!!! Lemme check! Yeah.) idle (uff... it doesn’t give continuity... please read sit as sit/stand/walk/lay down)... so I write it again.... The above mentioned sequence often used to cover my sight whenever I used to take a break and sit idle. I see myself moving in the streets of Basvangudi (FYI, location of my first rented flat in Bangalore) or eating in the restaurants of Indiranagar, or buying popcorns in the theatres of Kota, or staring the cemented basketball court of DPS Adityapuram while my teacher is scolding me or banging ceramic cups with friends in room no 61 of my college. There was time I often used to live in the past and come back to the present. But now, things are getting worse. I often find myself living in present while I am still living in my past.

My ignorance had mended the way for the disease to grow more than I ever expected. Now I see the images everywhere, every time and in everything I do, whether I ride on bike, whether I type this or that, whether I listen to music (music is one big player in it... I don’t know how this thing works but even sound of a string makes me nostalgic of the old times) , whether I jump into an old friends profile, whether I read scrap conversation of two people or whether I see myself in the mirror. The frequency has just got higher and still raising high.

I thought writing this would help me but... but it has made it worse. What do I do? I want to be normal, enjoy my present as I enjoyed my past. I don’t want to regret later in life to have missed this time. Am I not happy with my life that I am remembering those days of my life, but I remember all days, both good and bad ones? Or is it that I want to make amendments in my past life to make all those days to good ones. But the reasons are not the issue here. Or maybe they are, as I want to destroy the reasons from the root. I am confused. I should not write more... it’s a bad thing to show everyone you are confused. I am not writing further, but I am still writing. It should not end abruptly, but this is how things are in reality and so is this post, ending....

A little doubt and hope

I read this one in a local newspaper... and i thought to share it...

This is a story of two friends, Adbhut and Vibhut. Both of them were born
on the same day. They went to school together and did graduations in the same
stream from the same college and were taught by the same teachers. Adbhut and
Vibhut were equally qualified but Vibhut sometimes used to outscore Adbhut. They
both became good person when they grew up.

Once on a weekend, both these friends decided to go in the wild. While they
were moving deep into the forest, they came across various creatures, and
enjoyed it. At one point the beauty around them excited them.
It was green all around, the birds were chirping, the nature was pampering them
with all its utter care. While moving ahead, they saw a peahen sitting on the ground.
The peahen suddenly got up. Adbhut and Vibhut had unknowingly scared the peahen,
it flew onto a branch of the tree it was sitting next to.

From the top of that tree it, at one time, looked at the two humans in
front of her and on second glance peeped at the place it was sitting a moment
before. Adbhut and Vibhut got suspicious that the peahen had definitely left
something precious under the tree. They went close and saw two beautiful eggs of
a peacock.

Vibhut and Adbhut imagined a peacock dancing with all its feathers blossom
like a flower in their house. Both of them decided to carry each egg with them
and wait for the peacock to come out of the egg.
When both of them reached home, they kept the egg in the domestic poultry
between the eggs of hen.

A few days passed by and Vibhut started doubting of getting a peacock from
the egg. He kept on moving it from one lot of eggs to another, keep it in the
sun, shake to see whether there is something inside. A few days later the egg
started to rot. The chic died in the egg itself and could never
come to the world.

On the other side, Adbhut kept the egg in the best of his hens' nests. And
one day, a beautiful, peachic was born. It had no feather, but its beauty was
unimaginable. Few months later, it turned into a peacock full of youth, dancing with a bulk of feathers charming everyone in the neighbourhood.
Its feather were so colorful that it attracted people from the whole
town.

Vibhut also got to hear about Adbhut's peacock and decided to go to his place and
see the peacock. He was amazed to see the peacock and later told Vibhut that the
egg he got never bore a chic in it and that egg was not a real egg. On this,
Adbhut told him, "even your egg carried a chic but you never believed that
it did, and you killed it by the doubt on your dreams. However, I always
believed the egg to transform into a beautiful creature, which it did one
day.

The story was simple but had carried a deep meaning in it. I read this story when i required that leasson the most. The story tells us to always believe in everything we do. A small crack of doubt may break the filled dam of our hopes and fruits.

For my Ma and Pa.

I have been wondering a lot on how should i be starting this post... and finally i decided to start it the way of showing you that i am not able to find a good starting.

Well, after i shifted back to my home town and left my office and joined my family business, i have become real irregular in writing new posts... and whatever i say to make myself motivating, it won't be much of help and i will write only when i will be(and that would really be rare)

Anyways, a few days back my elder brother and his wife happened to see a complete fall of moon from "full" to "new" in Kerala. yeah they went out on a trip, a long awaited by both of them.

As i had been recently to Kerala(around 7 months back) with my wife, i was handed the responsibility of making the bookings and arranging for tickets, taxi and hotels.
I, happily did that.

My brother has a child 15months old. As there were plans for them to go on beaches, houseboats and all, i succeeded in conveying them to keep the child with us, with me and my wife taking care of her. It was much tougher than it sounded when i said them and it turned out it to be more disheartening than what i expected(i expected none). I though we would get more close to the child.

She used to play all day with her grandparents(obviously dude.... my mom and dad) but in night she used to share our room. The very first day her parents left, she fell sick with puking all night. it was terrible.

She used to blossom in day with all the fun filled play, but as the sun used to sink behind the hill, har face used to carry a sorrow filled expression. She showed so clearly that she was missing her parents. Seeing her in the nights had become so difficult for me, and we were not even in a condition to tell her parents of that... we never wanted to ruin their trip.

The pinch on the bruise was that she never happened to come to me. She remained all night in the laps of my wife, she used to move her body away when i used to take out my hands to her to hold her and make her sleep. I don't know if she heard me planning for her parents' trip sometime, or she knew it was me who had made all the bookings and all the plans to keep her away from her parents. i felt disgusting of myself.

I have not yet let my brother and his wife let know of her behaviour, but deep inside me i feel the pain she was carrying from being away from her parents. I would never ever do to anyone what i did to her.. though it was for her parents' goodness... to enjoy the trip, i made them let the kid be at home.

I now, however, love the relationship a kid share with its mom and with its dad, and the way they love their kid. This is the greatest of God's gift to us for having parents to love us, tender us, help us, fight us and care for them. deveryone shows their gratitude in a way or other. i love my parents and would always do that.

The Hindu Crossword 9339

 

Across

 1 Short advertisement in the morning for the first person (4) Answer Annotation
 9 Bask in idle street arranging for fun and amusement (4,3,8) Answer Annotation
10 Hindu god found in an ashram area (4) Answer Annotation
11 False attitudes shown at public events (5) Answer Annotation
12 Song true, even for a folklore giant (4) Answer Annotation
13 Apprehensive causing an uncomfortable sensation (5) Answer Annotation
14 To examine and break down its components (7) Answer Annotation
16 Initially, wait eagerly leaving comrades on meeting each to accept gladly (7) Answer Annotation
18 To approve in when acting (5) Answer Annotation
22 Nothing to hold a spike (4) Answer Annotation
23 Reported floor pad lacking lustre (5) Answer Annotation
24 Ultimate nerd is endlessly seeking girls on this social news site (4) Answer Annotation
25 Sinless person be confused at the trait of being answerable for one’s conduct (15) Answer Annotation
26 Get rid of an outbuilding (4) Answer Annotation
Down

 2 Create right medium for not active worker (7) Answer Annotation
 3 Famous person now, up in the morning to turn on loud article in a short time (3,2,3,6) Answer Annotation
 4 Wrong male covers many an award (5) Answer Annotation
 5 A special one with meat jelly (5) Answer Annotation
 6 The seamstress’s sensation (4,3,7) Answer Annotation
 7 Way to turn over and over for a leisurely walk (6) Answer Annotation
 8 Most expensive for the beloved person (7) Answer Annotation
15 Discussions to turn back bed article set backwards (7) Answer Annotation
17 Religious leader has a broken pail in church (6) Answer Annotation
19 Rhythmic movement around den of the Common Era (7) Answer Annotation
20 Blotch of street article in (5) Answer Annotation
21 A main point of discrimination against the elderly (5) Answer Annotation

The Hindu Crossword 9338

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2 Farmer’s tool having abnormal cells (6)Answer Annotation
7 Sheet of glass for Father in Nebraska (4)Answer Annotation
9 Former one in time to move out (4)Answer Annotation
10 Charge her poor performance to her dance master (13)Answer Annotation
12 An abdominal sac having an inflatable inner bag (7)Answer Annotation
13 Turn a leg for a can of jelly made of this (7)Answer Annotation
15 Festive celebration in a regal abode (4)Answer Annotation
17 Southern shopping area — not big in size (5)Answer Annotation
18 Both ways, a legal document (4)Answer Annotation
19 A detailed report of a short trip made down (7) Answer Annotation
21 Woman to produce milk left airconditioned modern art gallery (7) Answer Annotation
23 Short advertisement returned for game model to manage efforts to curtail losses (6,7)Answer Annotation
27 Lump on tree is a tangled mass (4)Answer Annotation
28 An assembly of components within gun items (4)Answer Annotation
29 Put inside sum of expectorated matter (6)Answer Annotation
Down  1 Wrapped up container of a large placer (6)Answer Annotation
 2 Following the first part of the human arm that is not new (10)Answer Annotation
 3 Struggle to deal with a police officer’s energy (4)Answer Annotation
 4 Desire strongly for an extended period of time (4)Answer Annotation
 5 Initially, mix enough sweet herbs in net like material (4)Answer Annotation
 6 Right in wrong image of a severe type of headache (8)Answer Annotation
 8 Soundly fix a look at a single step (5)Answer Annotation
11 Long poles with thousand articles for someone who rows a boat (7)Answer Annotation
13 Young girl to wrongly lie in circle for an astronomer (7) Answer Annotation
14 Chief accountant is one using an expression of doubt in a public hall (10)Answer Annotation
16 Sufficient quantity in a large number (8)Answer Annotation
20 Oddly, wrangle ire on the money risked on a gamble (5)Answer Annotation
22 To speak that is, of a sound film (6)Answer Annotation
24 Ship officer as a friend (4)Answer Annotation
25 Yield from plants found in an acropolis (4)Answer Annotation
26 Even interact in a clean condition (4)Answer Annotation

The Order of Ordering

Have you ever made an announcement for the people in your world, may be, say, on a blog to mention each person's name whomsoever you miss.

How difficult would it have been for you to mention whose name first, whose second, and next and next... so on? There is not just one person the most important. and if there is, (in my sense which is a hypothetical situation) you can't let the second most important person feel bad for being second.

So what should one do in such a case? Hmmm... pathetic situation na!!

I felt the depth of the problem when i was making the list of invitees for the wedding. i know i would write the name as in when they will come to my mind... like first come(to my mind) first(on the list) basis. i continued the same, then one day, i found myself messed up in a soup. I felt the urge of cross checking with few of my friends to avoid someone being left out. But then i realized what would the friend think seeing his name at the middle of somewhere.

Fortunately, i came out of that mess, for which I would thank few things:

the person who introduced the alphabetic order arrangement,

my school where our names in the register were also arranged in alphabetic order and

microsoft office excel, which automatically did that for me.

Besides, the above mentioned use, I would mention that arranging in that order also helped me avoid repeated invites to the same person.

With this I would thank all my friends who read, comment, encourage me to write my blog and encourage more to continue writing such things.

Heena, Aakash, Aswin, Aniruddha, Charu, Easwar, Neha, Saurav, Sunil, Urmila, etc. are to name a few.

T&C: All above mentioned are true to the best of my knowledge. Even the alphabetical order mentioned is correct to the best of my knowledge. For any disputes, feel free to comment, however, please note that the decision by the blog-owner would be the final one and unchallengable in any court of/Outside India.

Monsoon has come

It's finally here. The sky started to pour water on us. The long awaited monsoon has arrived in my town. i wish to move out, get drenched and go for a long bike ride, just the way i used to do it in Bangalore. But a blocked nose, due to cold and a heavy body ache is not allowing me to do so. But this weather makes me think of the nice things, making me write my blog again.

This Rain is not only drops of water. It is the love of the sky for earth... They never meet each other but sends love this way...

I too send my wishes with these drops of water to those friends who have made my life so beautiful, to those loved ones who made me understand the importance of life.

Enjoy the love of the nature. Happy Monsoon.

I will blog again

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but soon there will be a post here dude...
kyunki.... yeh blog abhi zinda hain, mere dost....