Shook me All Life Long

Today was supposed to be that important day my lifetiem. It has been 4 years and 3 days to be exact. The 22nd of july and 19th of july have turned out to be important days of my existence diary. There were 5 HR rounds and 2 aptitudes. How the heck did I clear them. All praises to Dr. Ramesh Sharda and his OSU project that helped me get through interview process easily. Days and years later, I have a big story to tell my grandchildren about how grandpa was placed in Data Integration company called Informatica. Future, I am waiting for you.

The Burning Ditch

I saw you entering my life four days back with a bang,

You were there before me and all I had to do was to embrace

the presence and get happy with it

No explanations that command about the importance of

knowing everything

I did not feel a rebel today, I did not feel a looser today,

I do not feel egoisitic today,I do not feel a winner today

What was felt was the mind of a person who had been

fighting his surroundings and just realized the loss of self.

Nothing feels great , nothing sounds boring

Maybe, a loner can never understand the values of a relationship

Today I understood the pain inside the heart of a son

The struggle he took for two years, the battle that he fought

The laughter he missed for those two years, happiness was food ,

food and food only. He did not study for science, he studied

for tastier food ,those were the early days when

I felt the necessity for a change,;this is not the place where

I used to live, this was the place where I used to cherish my

thoughts, this used to be a place of respect and love, this used

to be a place where I was happy , the place I used to live;

It had become a place of pleasure, the place where

every idiot is after the paper and the mean he finds are cheapest

Dont ever expect me to go and stay at some temple because, the

killer is not going to pray Gandhi , he just makes carcasses.

This was the place I used to love, where I used to fight people.

Where are my opponents, where are my weapons, where are my

people, where are my causes, have all of them been fullfilled.

The battle aint over yet coz I just lost my sword

The bottomline is , I dont love her anymore and the moment

she is going to come in front of me, I am going to throw that wave

of illumination which is going to dim her forever.

Goodbye sweetheart, You are no longer beautiful and so are

your artifacts . You just got old and want to get horny.

BUT WHY DO I STILL SOUND A LOSER

Money made computers, wars made computers, internet

made computers, ipad makes computers , man makes computers

computer without wealth is like a dummy piece of rotten

meat which no dog cares to eat , sometimes it just rotters .

Inventions were prominent during the decades of the ones

that happened to be money free, let me join a gang and be

what i wanted to be, that guy out there is going to join me

and make me the radge of the county , they change my name

and cheat thousands , the terminology that they give me is

the designation of an atteneder, if 21 years of life that i

lived was to answer calls or type programs, who is this world

going to end up with, who am I going to blame, the same

old me who has grown up this much with the very thought

that success comes out of peace and not war , the one who

dared to compete himself ,the one who execises his mind

daily with thoughts of impossible and meanliness , god if this

is the framework that you expected to create around me

and expect my myself to fight his war out, then i am in for

the cause , take it as the word, but before that let me

just watch my movie once, coz I just forgot all those villians

and heroes who actually wanted to become characters of

the great adventure that once my pen thought of ,but was left

bereft due to the very reason that it wanted to cure

the disease within a single stroke , the stroke which it thought

would solve all those mysteries and miseries around me .

Coming back to the pen , when was the last time that i drew a

picture, where are my swans and birds, where are my bikes,

where are my crayons, i want to bite my nails again and eat

maggi, i want to kiss my cat in its forehead and pinch its

neck, i want to bath at the pond at my village and chant the

sahasranama with my old people, i want to have a nice

chat with my grandpa who always was proud of his eldest grandson,

what was left in me doesn't exist anymore, I never won or lost anything.

Raghu Chronicles: Chapter 5 - Micro Glimpses

Words and faces that enter the eyes as a flash are the ones that require a higher degree of thoughts to be pondered after. We happen to ignore them for no reason but are somehow bound with them due to reasons which we will never become aware of. When destiny starts to play with life and days become miserable, we plan to exercise our mind with thoughts of happiness and abilities. This is the point where every road has its own sets of reasons and to add more, mind chooses the one that has got a higher level of associated ascendancy . The hoard that is generates is existent for a while and when the pacification starts to fire from the internals , it goes in search of more braziers.

Vishwambharan happens to have left his house when he was 29 , he never cared about his 2 year daughter or his wife who happened to be 12 years younger than him. The entire family was proud of this action except for the two. The role played by Vishwam happened to be a vital one as this was the path that one in thousands chose. The path that had its thorns and sponges , the path of the righteous. Life was taking a turn and it was pride and glory surrounding everywhere.

Thirty years passed by, sitting beneath the Banyan tree and watching the hundreds of carcasses walking around, the mind of the sanyasi suddenly remembered its daughter. All these years of ignorance could have created a rising wave of rage inside Meena, "I need to see my little one ", he thought.

The journey that had started every third year again restarted.The past was flashing again. "How will I be able to leave my lord and go to my daughter?" I should probably speak to Gurudev; But what would he tell- "Mere thoughts of materials are what you are still living with, the scars will always be scars only if you care about them". No!, consulting the guru would still mean breach of conduct. I must live upto myself and start the journey. Afterall , she is the only one I have.

Madness Fullfilled

Days have been going faster than ever before. I felt like seeing Lagaan once again at Sree Vishakh theatre. I had lived them ordinarily, but the moments still persists like fresh in my mind. I even remember sleeping inside my mother’s stomach. I still dream every bit of them. Most people laugh at me. I see bubbles going round the bag and some red light surrounding me. I still remember those moments when Dr Sati took me onto her hands and I kept staring at her face and my mom’s lean image.

That is the way it all started. I entered the world and got the first shades of air at 9:57 AM on the 22nd of September of 1989. The lives of nine people have changed since I have entered the drama. Up there is a lot of people who are yet to become part of the drama. The velocity is increasing so is the pace of thoughts. Every mind out there is exercising every moment it lives so as to cache each part of it. Fire , Wind, Earth , Water , Ether etc , but what was the etcetera for , coz the list doesn't end Waves, Digitonics, Wrangloths, Jilachos . These have ceased to be found out. The terminologies might sound bit awkward but let me explain-

Waves - The reason for Goosebumps on our bodies. I have had experiences during hot times when self pleasing thoughts with lots of patriotism have yielded the most out of this phenomenon.

Digitonics- The cause of existence of thoughts and changing feelings towards related features that we daily witness. It is a purely mathematical model which has relations to the control over the atmosphere. Intraplanetary influence over the human body can be explained only on the basis of these interpretations which can be easily made through digitonics.

Wrangloths - Responsible for the attraction and ability to adjust with the fellow beings in the surroundings. Could be present in anything that has the capability to exist . The quest of possession of a mind is unanswerable at this juncture.

Jilachos - A chemical combination that can make a platform for a processing junction. Uses the above mentioned three features .

Finally, one doubt exists, if randomness can clearly define chaos and destiny. What role does life play in determination of unsolved mysteries?