Raghu Chronicles: Chapter 3 -Selfishness

The characteristics of beauty were recently defined as Facades of the bearer. Now, thinking about shapes and curves made him happy for a while. Sometimes, the degree of turn required had to be in proportion to the satisfaction that he wanted. Eventually, upon the moment, when he felt the world on his brain, he went onto a deep sleep forgetting what had happened the whole night. Next day, he was born again. There was happiness all around, flowers, rain, chill, KTV, 90A. Genes on the stop, flowers on the road, steam from the Ram mess and everything that he wanted.

The past few days had gone well and as usual, he was expecting a turn around with which life would make him sad again. Whenever he proposed, the executor simply waived with a feel of nothingness. Refinement was the process that was taking place and all he was living was a filtered approach which lacked risk and failure. But, the amount of loneliness and stick that the mind feels during such times makes it want what is denied. Similar was the day.

There was a strict decision against Bajjis that Raghu had taken after the discovery of excess fat in his body. Since the day was so good that Raghu was sure to forget it, his mind traversed through a sequence of phases that forced the system to eat bajjis. Now, the very decision to bajjis came after a very long time of thoughts. Should I eat , Should I eat , Should I eat, Should I eat, Yes , Yes , Yes , Yes , Yes NO. Rendu Mulaka Bajji , Moonnu Vengaya Bonda, Randu Vengaya Vada, Rendu Parippu, Randu Veggu Bonda ,Moonnu Mutta, Ru Uzhundu, Randu Vazhakka, Munu Pazhabajji , totally 20 bajjis and there was no shame to pay the 80 bucks. It suddenly went through his mind – “My Roommate drinks for 150 rupees a week”. May be this is my alcohol.

Bhai was there watching Raghuram eating like hell. Seeing him eat, he had betted his gondas that it would exceed 100 bucks, but it happened that he lost it just because of a lame 20 figure. Well twenty happens to be very lesser than 750 which Bhai happened to pay. The loss had to be matched. The captain can’t keep losing and it was winning time for Bhai. The last time, India played, Bhai lost 4000 Rupees due to dada. But the spirit of dada still lives within Bhai. Well, afterall – “ONCE A FAN, ALWAYS A FAN” .Bhai’s mind was fluctuating like the old bulb at Harihar Villa. I should be back winning and I have a nice opportunity to regain my pride. I must be the charmy Bhai and not the dushkun Bhai. Bulbs glow like hell before they fuse, some even glow like sun before blowing. Bhai decided, “Raghu is going to eat for 120 bucks tomorrow”.

Tuesdays were the worst days in Raghu’s life except for this one where he got a treat of Bajjis from Charmy Bhai and all he had to do was dip it in the chutney and blow his cheeks and sleep with happiness. Bhai was a person of great achievement and anything that he does was assumed to be a token of love and all you had to return was respect . But , the friendship between Raghu and Bhai was an underground one. Nobody , other than Raghu and Bhai knew this secret Bajji deal.

The bajji evenings became a sensation inside the tea shop and the owner started getting lots of people in his shop during his Raghu hours. Bhais around the town gathered and staked Raghu. Raghu was never aware of this phenomenon . What was thought to be a bad habit was becoming a lifestyle in Raghu’s diary.

As usual, When a spoon of honey turns out to be a bottle of honey, the taste reduces. The high bidders started to loose and thought of fixing Raghu. The only guy who stuck to the best consistency was Charmy Bhai and one fine day , it was noted that Raghu had been taking bribes from Bhai. What was thought to be a match of spirit and blood had turned out to be a fixed one.

Raghu was beaten up for a reason which he still doesn’t know and the worst thing is , he was beaten up by Bhai himself which he attributes to the unpaid amount that was bujjied. Life was getting normal again and sweeping the brain for new junks.

Path towards Destiny

There is no such thing like path towards destiny that can be plotted. It is chosen by ones' life and what destiny means here is , the most important occurance in his life . It could be anything that can influence or change the life of a person or that of many. The various roles that you played was what you were destined to.

Everyone stand at a juncture where the next answer is searched for and sometimes , there is a two point junction where a turn is required. A piece of Tirukkural happened to flow through my day this evening- It said -"Every person is supposed to speak to his peers about the ideas and one who dicusses it with regulars is simply pouring nectar into drainage"

There arouse a thousand doubts and the first doubt was the principle of wiseness. What is being wise? Was this author wise? Why would he write this thing in a book ? Did he think that the entire world was the so called peer. If so , the author simply fantasized his book instead of making it happen.

People living with legacy, people who are after creating legacy, people who want nothing, people who live life instead of thinking about it, people who hide everything in the name of privacy. All are joined into a unit only through the phases of development and the end.

A piece of happiness can make a person bond a higher level of affection with his self. The characterisation of every character in the author's perspective is of sheer importance and at places where there occurs a confusion, a random turn is simply chosen which the reader is forced to follow. Now , the randomness of this decision purely relies on the ability of the reader to judge, "If this was the best of the possibilities in which the block was ruled of."

People who feel the existence of a super power at a very small age got adjusted with life praising the superiority of ultra-natural (they are never the regular ones).People who did not realize it, who fell into the history maker's category fall into the category of regulars.At , yesterday's Raghu chronicle, you might wonder "What the hell is wrong with Raghu?" . Even Raghu had thought about it a thousand times.

The same job, same hectic life, same people, same temple, same neighbourhood. There was joy, but there was no dynamism. Raghu started to get the feel that he would become a psycho if he continued the way he was living. He wanted changes and due opportunities were coming forth when the mess at the mess happened. The bells were ringing continuosly, and there was a lot of rain too. There is going to be a turning point and he is going to go to the next level but, will life decide it or Raghu (decide it).

First timers are first timers when they do it for the first time. No day is ever lived before or will be lived after. Be born everyday and be a first timer every second.

PS: No Gita or Thirukkural will ever tell you this.

Raghu Chronicles :Chapter 2- Impotence

Instability, inability, incapability, inevitablility - all these words played an important role in Raghu's life. Lack of proper reasoning was the cause of all the miseries

Raghu as usual got up, attended call from Seethamma and began his day positively. Everything went well till evening and everything happened just as if it was his day of the week. There was a surprise when he got a call from an Vivek after three years . The day was getting special as never before.

An arrear of 8000 was also credited to his account. There was an announcement of bonus too. He gave the pending mansion rent and washing rent. He had never gone to the Ram mess for quite a while and the very idea of going there. It was months back when the mess increased the rate of a Dosa to 12 from 9 and this hurted the feeling of Raghu so much that he closed his account.

With thoughts of freshness and an elevated status, he entered the mess. He was a little scared as there was a change in the way he was treated by the cashier. Seems , he had never looked into the cashier's face as Raghu's head was always bent to ground when he passed by the mess. The cashier also did not seem to recognize.

As usual , the waiter hit a glass on the table with his middle finger dipping inside the water and Raghu felt annoyed . Two dosas and a Rasa Vada, the order was made . Looking around, he felt a nostalgic feeling that he had 3 years back when he came to RK Pura. " Kumari Kumari --- Enn Nenju Vimmi Pammi -- Vaarthai Kadal ", Suryan FM was still running and many heads were knodding around. Suddenly , Raghu happened to notice the Price list, the dosa was still 12 only . There was a feeling of null running through his mind . "I was an Idiot for three years".

The Rasa vada came, it suddenly started to rain . The day was becoming more special as the Rasa Vada was steamy. A hot rasa vada during a wet rain . Then some hot dosa and some cold sambar. There was a sudden reversal of phase. The dine was completed and there was a sudden burp." BUUAaaarrgghhh" .

The waiter came forth with the bill and Raghu's mobile started to ring. It was a call from his manager. Taking the bill and going out , Ravi stopped at the beedi stall asking for a Scissor and after his cigarette , there was a sudden shock when Raghu found his waiter behind him asking for money.

"Coldest Sambar on earth and you are asking for Tips , What do you think of yourself??". There was a sudden rise in pressure of voice from Raghu and the manager too joined.After a few minutes of mouth fight, Raghu paid the bill and apologized to the waiter.

The bells were ringing at the Vinayaka Kovil and there was a feeling of deep lull and lack on confidence. Sometimes, events that make you breach the lowest levels happen at an instance when you never wanted them to play.

He got out with the question of "what next in life?" A sleeping issue had just woken up. He walked in the rain thinking of it and chanting "Hari Shree".

When the Past haunts you

Sometimes a piece of past can get you lower in state. Even though everything that was enjoyed in your present was just because of your past, that doesn't essentially mean that "All that you have become was just due to it."

Kung Fu Panda 2 was a spectacular experience. I felt like watching all of John Woo movies again. The hangover is still there. I watch the "Hard Boiled" trailer atleast twice a week. Chow Yun Fat was Woo's Aravind Swamy. The climax of KFP2 was another Dragon experience, the quest for peace and next problem that keeps life going.

When Po's master tells - "I am happy that you have found inner peace at such a young age ", it clearly showed the master's lack of inner peace. Well, that was the reason the dragon warrior was chosen as the panda. He thinks of heroism and fails and when he doesn't think about it , he simply creates legend. Well that is what life is all about . To further analyse,KFP2 is really a three version movie, The Thinkers' version, The Fun Lover's version and the Sentimentalist version, the very irony that made me compare the toothpick cop and the potbelly panda.

Death of parents at a very early age is indeed painful, but that pain was sorted out again through a set of reasons that had made the panda , the warrior . The past itself is the problem and solution . Another factor that kept me awake after the movie was the very dialogue that I heard ,"My Son is ALIVE!!, MY SON IS ALIVE".

I do not want to conclude telling that-“ I cant wait for the third part or that my BP has gone down.” But , the only way to keep the movie going was this way and the writer did take quite a bit of time to realize it. Keep your future going with the very thought that it does not make any relationship to your present. It is just a matter of hard work and conscience.

Raghu Chronicles :- Chapter 1. When the Mind searches for a Reason

He had been with very few friends in life. Most of them were imaginary ones whom he always wanted to befriend .

Sometimes at a changing phase of life , we make certain moves that are meant to be bonded with the mind forever.

Encouragement was such a factor that Raghuram thought, that would make his inside a lot happier. Raghuram was the third son Ananthasubrahmania Iyer and just like any younger member of a joint family, Raghu was treated like a kid. He was always made to do simple things. Raghu's friends mostly spoke what he wanted them to chat about. Sometimes it was movies, sometimes superstars and sometimes, life and science. They never discussed girls or miseries.

As Raghu grew up, there suddenly happened to be a day which still persists in his mind as a driving factor. The day started just as usual. The brushing, chat with Sethu and a cup of brewed coffee from Raghavan's tea cycle . Cleaning up the wastes of the drinks' party. Drawing water from the central pool of the mansion .

Finally, the day had started . A rush to the nearyby worker's mess and the 90A bus to Richardson & Co.

Devika was unusually crowded today.

"It is getting really hot these days" - Passenger 1 said

"The days have been really sweating too"- Passenger 2 supported

As usual, Raghu threw his usual smile and got two in return .

Sometimes, you just have to admit- "Man Halts but the Almighty Waives" . Raghu started getting worried as the sky got black. This time it was Manik Estates when the showers got on and he had no umbrella. "Swamiyeeeee" -- his eyes grew up. Destination was nearing and the crowd was drawing down. The minute hand was at 41 and it was the 9th hour of the day. The final stop was approaching and all he would get was about 4 minutes . Sometimes, the ship doesn't sink even when there is a hole. Similiar was the occasion. There was an umbrella lying on the bus floor and raghu suddenly bent to pick it up. When the minute hand was at 42 and it was still the 9th hour of the day, Raghu got kicked in butt by the conductor who started shouting chanting unauspicious words for trying to steal his umbrella.

The first bell just rang on the Mapla Manikkam and there was nothing other than deep anger and cheap feeling about oneself in the self's mind which had failed selection towards happiness.

As Time Passes By

The reality of life is just too hard to digest. I have had many nice experiences during the past few days, which has forced me again to start over with my doubts. There was an unusual feeling for freshness of the third of June 2011 that had nurtured my thoughts giving a total restart. To start with, the blog which taught me about the reality that was soon made unreal. A few porn related stuff which I put up in the blog during the recent days which led to some 40 odd followers was deleted and I had to cancel those x requests and the 70+ comments with all those hyperlinks , everything was erased. Decency is always bound to spread happiness and sustain the freshness of life.

Cheap publicity creates celebration among minorities but for a majority support, forwardness should always be sought after.

Death usually doesn't leave back any unanswered doubts in human life. The dead person will be rememberd atleast once a day and that makes thoughts sustain. Search for thoughts and doubt and left out things of a dead person will always give out an answer whether it be expected or unexpected.A suicide attempt of a dad that still persists in the daughter's mind kept itching me through the past night. When the daughter said it me, I found tear in her eyes. The very quest of the doubt was- "Did the late guy leave something?" . Now , it happens that the daughter had her job, husband, happiness just because of her dad but the suicide thing was the one that brought about all the changes. I did not have doubts when these thoughts started to rise. Sometimes, life just answers by itself ,which gives meaning to the new words and gives birth to a new birth each day . Be born everyday.

AFTER THE "WAR GAMES"

John Badham, the greatest visionary director of all time. "He will always make out a way for me.""The opponent is myself and it took me 22 years to realize it.!" "A computer learning algorithm that learns that nobody is ever gonna win a game ", "What a concept!"After years, I had the feeling of awe! when I saw -"War Games", (it still has its own drawbacks though), "I still keep thinking about a positive future." Masterpieces just happen twice or thrice in a lifetime and the rest of it, it is left to the intellect of the executor. The supercomputer was one such thing that keeps me laughing.Well, we happen to execute our own lives and each phase of it has a due outcome which in most games is a neutral one .Again that is often remodelled as a positive one which again brings about another quest of the ideology of success and happiness.
No one behaves "the same way" when they are at a situation of "do or die." It is because of the latter factor. Well, in my life tiem, I happen play to the first phases fearing death,after a while it just happened to get "erased off." "Once you loose the fear of it, life begins"- the quote is always there. But the fact is, "When life begins, you again start to fear DEATH :)". Continuing with the movie, well it has got no drawback at all except that the director wanted to make the child unique and have me convinced that the child already knew the logistics and other details of the systems and then the awe part, to impose a clear cut idea about "how the world would end :).""We vest all our responsibilities on the machine, "Where the hell would would life go then?" . The answer is quite complicated even tho it is a single line one- "We are the laziest part of this system and the ones who work hard, they just want to end up being what we are :) and we, we just want to become "THEM" "
Alternate egoes happen to dominate everyone's life, you see a beautiful young lady out somewhere, the very first thing "I use to think was "- "What a girl!!" , now these days, my very perspective about the notion of beauty has changed, I keep thinking-" What attribute's her beauty?" . Well it was her "back" for a while (in fact it happened for the past 8 years or so), now the very perspective is changing . "I want someone who refuses me and challenges all my thoughts telling that - "You just happened to be a stupid fellow who has achieved nothing". "But , will I find someone like it.?"
I have the answer for the last question too."Well ,it happens that nothing happens by itself unless there are factors like luck and other details involved and in the situation, the only option I have "is to churn a character and mould it in such a way that, it makes her feel that she is deprived and struggling and doesnt want to fight.""All the people in a way are ilke that for god sake!". Genuity is born out of life and the moment you start loosing it, it simply means that you have to start a new one. "What an IDEOLOGY :)".The creator of the system had everything inside "Joshua".It just restarted upon a simple quest :) and then the realization part in the form of a learning.
And finally about the systems and the genuity, " THE CREATOR ALWAYS LEAVES SOMETHING AS A LOOPHOLE WHICH YOU NEED TO PONDER OVER WITH .THE BEST JUSTIFICATION OF YOUR THOUGHTS IS WHAT YOU LIVED IN THE PAST. AND IN CASE YOU DONT REALIZE IT , MAKE A PAST WHICH CAN ATLEAST HELP YOU PACIFY THE VERY IDEA OF LIVEING THE PAST"