Tuesday, April 29, 2008
a "note"
Music sometimes gives me a high, which no complex arrangement of ultimate multiple orgasms can probably deliver. (Contrary to what some of my friends allege, i am NOT a woman...Just used the phrase "multiple orgasms" to increase the value of the object under scrutiny).
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Sunday gyaan
Here're two snippets in my life that came closest to disturbing the dhool on my mind, on what was a rather lazy sunday.
Oh apart from the first half of the day during which I made shankarpolis!! :D
1. Quotable quotes :
"Everybody wants to share a pani puri kano...that's there...When you go out to eat 6 puris, you'll feel it (the loneliness). Every menu in this world is designed like that; it is for TWO people...if you go there alone, you'll just waste food"
Although to a layman this might sound like ramblings of the nth order, sir I continue to be amazed by the seemingly sublime and lucid droppings of logic that you ejaculate from time to time! I would certainly like to have a look at the wirings inside your brain...
2. Human Resilience
If you're not interested in listening to a story about humans overcoming hurdles and winning in life, read on...Cos I'm not telling one such story, atleast not extolling that aspect of this story...
To get into context, lemme run thru the mundane details quickly.
Son gets job in Hyderabad; Parents go to Hyderabad to help him settle down; On their way back meet with an accident; Mom is hit hard, gets a steel plate in left shoulder; Dad not seriously injured, but gets paralysis after coming back to Bangalore; Just sitting for 20 mins in one place gives excruciating pain to mother;
You're probably going "ah another sad story...I know it must be bad, but I've heard quite a few such stories mate"... As I said, my aim of this discussion is not to point out their misery and get sympathy...
But to pose the following questions :
1. If something like that happened to you, what would you do?
2. What is it in them that makes such people continue living life, sometimes with further renewed vigor and purpose? Is it our enhanced intellectual abilities which gives us higher powers to adapt and persevere? Or is it faith (in oneself?? or God??) that keeps us going?...
A salute to human will power, its manifestations and the enormous amounts in which it is exhibited...
Oh apart from the first half of the day during which I made shankarpolis!! :D
1. Quotable quotes :
"Everybody wants to share a pani puri kano...that's there...When you go out to eat 6 puris, you'll feel it (the loneliness). Every menu in this world is designed like that; it is for TWO people...if you go there alone, you'll just waste food"
Although to a layman this might sound like ramblings of the nth order, sir I continue to be amazed by the seemingly sublime and lucid droppings of logic that you ejaculate from time to time! I would certainly like to have a look at the wirings inside your brain...
2. Human Resilience
If you're not interested in listening to a story about humans overcoming hurdles and winning in life, read on...Cos I'm not telling one such story, atleast not extolling that aspect of this story...
To get into context, lemme run thru the mundane details quickly.
Son gets job in Hyderabad; Parents go to Hyderabad to help him settle down; On their way back meet with an accident; Mom is hit hard, gets a steel plate in left shoulder; Dad not seriously injured, but gets paralysis after coming back to Bangalore; Just sitting for 20 mins in one place gives excruciating pain to mother;
You're probably going "ah another sad story...I know it must be bad, but I've heard quite a few such stories mate"... As I said, my aim of this discussion is not to point out their misery and get sympathy...
But to pose the following questions :
1. If something like that happened to you, what would you do?
2. What is it in them that makes such people continue living life, sometimes with further renewed vigor and purpose? Is it our enhanced intellectual abilities which gives us higher powers to adapt and persevere? Or is it faith (in oneself?? or God??) that keeps us going?...
A salute to human will power, its manifestations and the enormous amounts in which it is exhibited...
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Braintastic!
http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/184
Anybody who is interested in the workings of the human brain MUST watch this video. A sublime discourse on the physiology of the brain, coupled with explanations of why we do some of the things we do...
Anybody who is interested in the workings of the human brain MUST watch this video. A sublime discourse on the physiology of the brain, coupled with explanations of why we do some of the things we do...
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Murali and the deathly hollows
How do you react to somebody's death?
The answer is an easy one (in fact an unnecessary one) if you are very attached to the departed.
But what if you knew them just enough to warrant your presence, but weren't close to the person? You feel nothing "major" inside you, just the atmospheric waves of death hitting you as you move close to the body, do a namaskara to it and the stuff...You can't escape the gloom; long drawn faces, puffy red eyes of those who've cried enough, and those who've either been there for a very long time or those who've just arrived and it has hit them : both of them crying still...
And yet, there you are looking at all these people, probably trying a bit but not "feeling" sad...And you just blend in, atleast giving the deceased some respect in the form of silence...
But with silence arrives contemplation as an unavoidable side kick! You think about the person, his life, his highs and lows, his times with you, his achievements (no matter how hard you try, you HAVE to be the accountant with the balance sheet)...And just when you are entering a state of genuinely missing that person and realising his true value, you overhear people discussing rather mundane, petty issues about who's gained weight, which movie they've watched, how tall somebody has grown to be etc etc
At first I thought it to be disrespectful to be doing such things, being in your own world and not being just to the occasion...But then I realized that maybe that's their defense mechanism kicking in...To postpone the pain...
Well, I still don't know the answer to the question which I started out with...
"In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it was thou taken; for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
The answer is an easy one (in fact an unnecessary one) if you are very attached to the departed.
But what if you knew them just enough to warrant your presence, but weren't close to the person? You feel nothing "major" inside you, just the atmospheric waves of death hitting you as you move close to the body, do a namaskara to it and the stuff...You can't escape the gloom; long drawn faces, puffy red eyes of those who've cried enough, and those who've either been there for a very long time or those who've just arrived and it has hit them : both of them crying still...
And yet, there you are looking at all these people, probably trying a bit but not "feeling" sad...And you just blend in, atleast giving the deceased some respect in the form of silence...
But with silence arrives contemplation as an unavoidable side kick! You think about the person, his life, his highs and lows, his times with you, his achievements (no matter how hard you try, you HAVE to be the accountant with the balance sheet)...And just when you are entering a state of genuinely missing that person and realising his true value, you overhear people discussing rather mundane, petty issues about who's gained weight, which movie they've watched, how tall somebody has grown to be etc etc
At first I thought it to be disrespectful to be doing such things, being in your own world and not being just to the occasion...But then I realized that maybe that's their defense mechanism kicking in...To postpone the pain...
Well, I still don't know the answer to the question which I started out with...
"In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it was thou taken; for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Karwar - A blissful evening
Two guys
A looooong beach...which is also pretty much empty...
A beautiful Sun
And the breeze (Oh the breeze!...)
This is your cue to find something to keep under your head and just lie down at some random point...
And what do you see straight above ur head? The sky so blue and vast that at some point you lose the notion of blue...And just to make yourself aware that all this is real you just decline your head and look farther away, and you see that the blue transitions into a white, and then slowly into a pale orange, growing stronger slowly and then you see the culprit!
A reddish orange blob just sitting there giggling mischievously, for having meddled with God's canvas...But he must laugh while he can because his time's almost up for the day as he descends into nothingness...So you shake your head and get back to the blue you adore so much and there're some more ripples in the pond...Eagles flying, floating actually, in random precision...So vast is the sky that you wonder whether they're actually moving! And then you proceed to play connect the dots with them :D ("Ooh there's a quadrilateral...No its a trapezium now...Ah finally a pentagon" and so on and so forth)
Don't spend too much time if you like that game, cos you're gonna miss the sunset...I don't think you'll find that particular hue anywhere else in nature, which the Sun acquires when he's making his daily curtain call...You just sit there listening to the rhythmic splashing of the waves (whoa they're almost at your feet now!) and feel the cool breeze slap your face playfully and watch in amazement...
All this and somethings slightly more during our jaunt to Gokarwar!! An insight into the trip (notes made on my phone) :
A looooong beach...which is also pretty much empty...
A beautiful Sun
And the breeze (Oh the breeze!...)
This is your cue to find something to keep under your head and just lie down at some random point...
And what do you see straight above ur head? The sky so blue and vast that at some point you lose the notion of blue...And just to make yourself aware that all this is real you just decline your head and look farther away, and you see that the blue transitions into a white, and then slowly into a pale orange, growing stronger slowly and then you see the culprit!
A reddish orange blob just sitting there giggling mischievously, for having meddled with God's canvas...But he must laugh while he can because his time's almost up for the day as he descends into nothingness...So you shake your head and get back to the blue you adore so much and there're some more ripples in the pond...Eagles flying, floating actually, in random precision...So vast is the sky that you wonder whether they're actually moving! And then you proceed to play connect the dots with them :D ("Ooh there's a quadrilateral...No its a trapezium now...Ah finally a pentagon" and so on and so forth)
Don't spend too much time if you like that game, cos you're gonna miss the sunset...I don't think you'll find that particular hue anywhere else in nature, which the Sun acquires when he's making his daily curtain call...You just sit there listening to the rhythmic splashing of the waves (whoa they're almost at your feet now!) and feel the cool breeze slap your face playfully and watch in amazement...
All this and somethings slightly more during our jaunt to Gokarwar!! An insight into the trip (notes made on my phone) :
- GO! : 40381
- mane bittidd 5.15 oor bittidd 6.20!
- Billankote li bikki pakki..
- kamat nalli din din 9.30
- check into jewel rock hotel at 12.15
- wake up with difficulty at 8am (woken up by griz phone's 'brrrrrrrr' :grrr) breakfast at 9.15 am departure at 10 go!Karna (sniff we miss you)
- bhyraveshwara@yaaNa! :o
- ideal ice cream 'mangalore's best, asia's best'.. bought one to shut griz up
- griz didn't let muli bathe in a cool stream :( we hence named it 'murali lake'
- Tranquility thy name is devbagh beach..No ppl only eagal..Watched sunset 'completely'..Fulfilled ambition of lying down on beach and gazing at sky :)
- as i very eloquently demonstrated to my one of my highway colleagues a while ago, i hate lorry drivers..
- a marathon 2 hr 50 min drive later two starved and delusional men enter 'hotel amantrana' at 2pm..
- its 5.30 pm and griz beside me is shouting 'bangalore city! Aahahhaha..3 days! Exactly 3 fucking days!!' and he's calm again now, listenin to maiden..I'm just glad to be back home :)
- And at 41700 kms we stop
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