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Happy Ugadiiiiii

It is new year for kannadigas and if I am not wrong for Andhraites and Maharashtrians too... As a kid I used to be excited prior to almost all the festivals be it Sankranti, Ugadi, Deepavali or Ganesha-Gauri festival.Firstly, because there used to be a holiday and secondly because it was fun to go out for shopping with mum-dad to buy clothes (totally inappropriate for the occasions though). I strangely enjoyed and still do (unfortunately nobody believes me)joining my mum in cleaning up the house or in preparing some desserts that require heavy labour (holige, yallu-bella,etc). The best part of the festival day would be "meeting-the-bhai bhandus"! My dad is a firm believer in networking so he tried his best to enrich our social lives on those occasions( he has given up now!). He always says, 'you have to be amidst all kind of people (good, bad and humans) to know yourself better'. It made no sense to me then dad, but now I couldn't agree with you more. To be ho

Bloggish!

English language unlike science is not universal. It varies with countries and within the different sectors of the society. Newton's law of gravity is valid everywhere except for the people who have bought or have been gifted with craters on the moon. The fact that English has evolved/dissolved from a suffocatingly refined British rendition to slangish American version to a Bloggish adaptation has proven the language to be highly vulnerable/flexible!(just to respect both negative and positive thinkers) The bloggish language has allowed many to explore their "always-wanted-to-use" phrases who were earlier forced by the Govt and Non-Govt forces to frame sentences with underlined meanings. A quick sneak peak into some of the cliched yet very apna bloggish versions of politically correct phrases.... 1. Most of our politicians are corrupt fucked up 2. Bone of contention pain in the ass 3. I am between jobs I sit on my ass all day doing nothing 4. The above expres

The one that doesn't rhyme at all

Darkness spreads so does the silence silence appearing ceaseless just before the discord shimmering colors that are unattainable; dreams unbelievable in the day's light traffic too dissolving into the stillness driving in the breeze which curls through my hair strangely symbolizing freedom the joy of thinking nothing just brushing the fresh air all seeming to stay forever the moon throwing a dim light through the dark inviting dormancy to the slumber-land night's dream intoxicating the negatives the most wonderful feel without, being conscious of the feel darkness is not all that dark after all reality in its most unrealistic form shattering the doors of the impossible nothing...just had a wonderful ride :)

Love u maa....

Freedom never came in lump-sum My dreams often crushed by her reality Warnings and assurances, she was always in duality Weak I thought she was Because I thought I knew her She was alone when she got me Perhaps alone even while getting me Things were done at her back thinking she would never hack But never realized that she led me from the back Suspicious I thought she was Because I thought I knew her I always wanted her to work like other mothers But could never tolerate her absence just like all those fathers I wanted her to be everything what I was not Constrained I thought she was Because I thought I knew her By the virtue of age, I am now a woman But to be a woman like her, I have miles and miles to go Strong I think she is, Because I feel, now I know her!

Voids...

Confused smell, pro-skid canteen floors looking for someone you know smiling at those you wanna know fill voids in my mind... benches abandoned, giving it up for mosquitoes "survival of the fittest" applies here cursing the door which locks you up every night nursing the dreams under the moonlight "The walks" down the lane some to hold hands some to burn the fat fill voids in my mind... I peep into the empty classrooms missing the screams of joy I look at all the addas , where love was declared and broken all creating pungent emotions I peep into the eyes of my friends without them peeping into mine they all look so busy their new dreams far from mine and glazy how I miss the joy of being lazy they say it is now the time to fight the world the real one it seems... as I walk alone to the large gates glancing at everything that belonged to me realizing that they will no longer be mine create voids in my mind...