3 months!

Its been three months , i have written a blog.
Its been three months so, i have gone home.

I stopped scribbling because, someone said i dont want
to read other people's bluffing- How true!

Why we all speak.
Do we have the right to speak to others.
Do we have the right to say listen what im saying.
Is this what they mean by birth right!
Again im bluffing!

So wat i was doing all these months!
May i was preoccupied - with what?
work i guess!
Coz my collegue was leaving.. im prepping
up myself to fill the gap!

I aint saw any movies much!
Only Lage raho.
I dont really have pic of what i did
these months.

Wonder what a life i had!
Ha! Still bluffing!

iRONY

A Blind Man Sings
... That He See
A bright future ahead!

I confess…

What am I doing for past couple of months? I’m asking myself all these days.
Let me count.

1. I was bored – felt what if I go to hell!
2. I ate well – all kinds of food- which I like.
3. I slept – for about 15 hours.
4. I browsed – nearly 6 -7hrs a day or more- achieved nothing.
5. I chat with my colleagues all day long.
6. I fight with them also.
7. Yes I indeed did some work – For 3 days. Then it is also over.
8. I went to beach- literally all day.
9. I watched football match many a days – missed the semi-final session fully.
10. Went to the church on all Sundays.
11. I listened to music – sometime.
12. I ride bike – without any count.
13. And I dreamed a lot more than anything.
14. Worried what I am doing.
15. Watched movies.
16. Made a video of me riding the bike [something little good]

What else I did?

By this time – I hate my Solitude – which I loved a lot before.

When dream comes true..

IT TAKES A LOT OF COURAGE TO SHOW YOUR DREAMS
TO SOMEONE ELSE!

Giant Robot GO!!

My Ever favourite series.
I remember watching this when i was studying fifth grade.Every wednesday or saturday.. i use to run to my cousin's home to watch this and i have a permanent seat at their home. Not only me all my cousins will be there. It will be complete silence when it begins and for next half an hour it will be the most superb thrill and fun. All eyes glued to the TV set.
I have posted two pictures of my dear giant robot.. because i got a color image of the robot but i remember it only in black & white so i converted it as i remember.
I know many people loved this series, So this image is jus for them.

MY NEXT OBSESSION

KNIGHT RIDER - THE DREAM

MY OBSESSION

STREET HAWK - THE LEGEND


Street Hawk: Hyperthrust video!

See Now

Io non ho paura

I’m not scared.




While playing outside one day, nine-year-old Michele discovers Filippo, who is chained to the ground at the bottom of a hole.

http://imdb.com/title/tt0326977/

And my review – and its not a review.

As the imdb says- this is almost a perfect film.


Though the title suggest it as a scary movie, its not scary, may be for kids.

But it’s a kid’s movie. I hope so. And a must see for them.

The plot is very simple. The cinematography is beautiful, in right words, its beautiful.
It makes your eyes and heart sink in its beauty. There’s no irritation. And there are no bad guys as in every movie.The big guy’s plans something and things go awry, they want to finish it off, so they turn out to become bad.

Even a character shown as a ruthless/blunt, in the end changes to be silly.

A small village, with less than 20 people and kind hearted boy. Not much action, not my movie though , it was a touching narration how a person can be bold enough.

‘I’m not scared’ is an apt title. Though we are scared for some shots the will power of the boy changes the whole feeling and makes one think how many good things can be done if we are not sacred for silly things.The theme and the location add to the movie.

The kids are amazing. How a child is growing with his sister, friends and a tough boy.There is always a tough boy in a normal children’s group, and there will be a good boy who never cares for him nor scares him, and he is our hero. A brilliant hero.

It’s a normal child’s life style. He finds something wrong with the big guys and helps the kidnapped boy get a life back to him and indeed he is called as a ‘guardian angel’.

We all have passed through this stage of life. But I missed the thrill of Michelle – the hero. Though I used to wander like him, I don’t remember if I have done something so daring like him.

Days pass by - Life!

So im in the church* again after some days!
Its early morning.
I found a place below the fan,
So that I can continue my sleep.I'm all prepared.

Then near my feet- i saw a insect, a moth.
well i dont know the exact name of it.

It was dying!After a day long life.
I have heard that they were born just a day before
And will be dead by next day.

I saw it trembling. Gasping for air. Fluttering its wings- small wings.
I felt pity.
I felt why so soon.
And its gone.
In the church - Just before the God.

A life of jus one day.
What it would have done in that one day.
Born, openend its eyes, learned to fly ,
flew past some flowers, leaves and
Spend its night before its death near a
Cathode tube.

I never kill this fly.. coz i always felt that its life will be over in just one day. True or not i dont know.

Hours pass by. Im in Train.
I remebered this incident.
I counted my days on earth.
Its jus roughly some tenthousand days after my birth.
May be i may live for some thousand more days.

Its really great, rather than to count by years.
If you got to live for sixty years,
its approximately some fiftythousand days of life.
Wow.
Jus for some days.

What are we doing in just thousands of days.

Beers & Bikes

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My first authentic Video!!

For Friends

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Hey I DID THIS!

I saw god painting!

I was travelling for two days.
And now i have a backache to remember it for a while.

As in the train near an emergency window
completely open, i oppose the rushing air with my face..
I saw two towering clouds
they were climbing from earth to unknown heights,
They were gigantic , i wished to reach that height,
[but i forget my first air borne day in air-india..
i was above these clouds then...meeting the sun eye to eye]

At a second look those clouds were like
A dip of a colouring brush in a bottle of water..
Spreading slowly slowly..

I felt, God is at his work
Colouring one of his creations.
The clouds are changing colours...
God's art work in progress..little fast

As the sun goes down
He dips his brush to black ink
And he dips to the sky
Its changing black.. slowly.. slowly.

Designed!

Pls don't watch this!

Poor Man!

Aazh kadal! Azhagana Kadal

Sirikkum alaikkul

Olikkum Nurayae

Un Siraikkul

Ethanai Kanavugal!

To write a story

One of my dreams is to write a story.
Actually a story for the film. A script.

I get dreams of this short short stories which
Will be vanished when im awake.

Recently there was a dream; an action story.
I wanted to write it down.
But to see how is it developing I slept more
And eventually forget it.

And as I was messaging to my friend
I made a surreal story,
It was a nice concept.
An alien falling in love with a girl in earth.
Its not ET story. Its not Mars attacks.
Its not some space story.
It’s a romantic story.
I’m planning to think about it more.
Is it interesting.

What makes an alien loveable?
What makes the girl to fall in love with an alien?
Does the alien have some power – supernatural
Or is it diminished one than humans.
Is it good looking.
Can it live on earth.
Are people scared of it.
Does it has an UFO.
Does it have emotion like humans.
Or should this girl teach the alien the
Emotion and love as humans.

What is love for the alien?
How does it react?

So its not a story building up
It’s a questionnaire.

GoodFriday 2006

The day to keep account of.
Its a montage of life.

I heard someone's dead
when i landed in my home.
A grandma.
Who we hated first and then started
liking her.

It was good firday.
So all of us went to the church.
In between the ceremony
we all came to see this grandma.
In a freezer box
Kept inside an ambulance.
She just travelled a long distance from her home town
after a operation
to see her grand children
and left them very next day to god.

There is not much hue and cry
since this happend asa shock and
all are busy taking the body back to the native place.

I went inside the van.
Silent.
I prayed or not i don't know.
i came out.

Then i went to church again to
participate in the ceremony.
As part of that
im standing in a line
There's a cute baby
smiling before me.
A smile, which no one hates.

i smiled back.
she/he smiled again.
A wonderful smile.

Suddenly her face was changing.
she started crying.
A small cry.
Her mom is taking care of her.
Again.
Shes back to her
world's most beautiful smile.

As i move in the line
Im now standing before the cross
of jesus.
With blood coming out of his legs
hands, head, lips, heart.
He is dying.

I kissed his feet.
I turned back.
I don't know what am thinking
Theres this three flashes coming and going
The dead grandma/the smiling baby/the jesus on the cross.

I don't know does these things have any
Meaning in my life.
Im thinking. And im still thinking.

I'm changing!

This is my new mantra.
I'm Changing!
And i want to!

But How?

If possible i will become a
super human... beyond all powers..
to save this world.

But i need to change myself
for my good.
I'm good now also.
what to do.

I have a problem...
if i like someone say something.. which is good
i will follow it .. jus like that.
Ditto.

So i dont brake my bike.
Only when it is extremely needed.
A blind following.

Somebody said- Be yourself.
And i respect that person a lot.
So im myself all the time.
I do less acting.And i found
Its not good in day to day life
But i can't change it.
Which i try to change...
With the mantra

I'm changing!

I like the song -
'I want to break free' by Queens

I used to listen to it atleast once in a month.
[God gives me more time and less time free]

Oh i jus want to breaaaaaaaaak freeeeeeeeee.

Incomplete...

For long im searching my life.
and i put them in my blog as oneliners.

And meanwhile i saw a lot of blogs
which reflect the same.
some understands. some are excited.
but there is a search in everyone's life.

The welcome screen in my mobile says
'DESTINY'
i got a particular liking for that word.

I thought - whats the use of searching life?
Coz every other person is searching the same.
Nobody has any answers.
Literally.
Then what is the use of the useless search...
wasting a life time.
Not only me...
this search from the beginning of the human life...
its in the human soul.

If man is made as a part of the god/creator/or just the spirit
why this spirits are fighting there ownselves.
what is the use of killing a man/human
Coz death is freedom from this earth.
You are giving freedom.
If u kill Osama Bin Laden -
what is the use.
We dont know where he will be going after death.
If its a place beautiful than the life on earth
its just a freedom for him.
Its rather- let him live and dont let him die.
Make some solution or put pace maker in his body so that he never dies.
He sholud live and his life will become useless.

If Hitler is alive - he will be a lunatic by now.
If there is a medicine which can keep a man alive without death
that is the best punishment he will get.
Now they do the sin because they dont have any fear of death.
They will die at six or at sixty ... and the
aftermath nobody knows.

When things go wrong....

What to blame.

My Luck.
My Time.
My Heart.
Or my Mind.
Or my Birth.
Or my Dreams.

When things go wrong.
Which one shall i pick up to
blame...


For my bad lucks
had made me lucky.

For my time
had saved my life many a times.

For my heart
had changed a lot in me.

For my mind
makes me live.

For my birth
of which what i am

For my soul
which i beleive.

Last but not the least

My dreams
Which gave me courage to
Conquer the world.

What shall i blame to?
Shall i blame this world.
But i love this world.

May be i should blame my dear god -
for creating tears.

Life of compromises..

Compromise...
for what all things in this world?

food.
traffic.
freedom.
anger.
to boss.
to girlfriend.
to friends. to collegues.
to parents.

Compromise on promises
money.
work.
creativity.

compromise on theories.
words.
thoughts.
discussion.

Compromise with mind.
heart.
soul.

compromise with nature.
peace.
poor.
rich.
humanity.

Compromise with happiness.
Sadness.
Madness.

Compromise with life .
world.
death.

Should i compromise my
dreams too.

For how long?

For how long
they are going to kill
people in iraq

for how long
they are going to starve
in uganda

for how long
they are going to kill
that tiger
that elephant
that deer.
that poor whale
that mighty shark.

for how long
they are going to blast
in kashmir

for how long
they are going to cheat
the poor

for how long
they will boast about
the war on terror

for how long
they will fool with
a nuclear missile

for how long
they are going to live
with out a war

for how long
heroes will cheat the
fans

for how long
man will kill
for nothing

for how long
man will live with
money

for how long
man will destroy
nature

for how long
they are going to
leave me alive

for how long
should i fear for a suitcase
near me.

for how long
they are going to abort
that unborn child.

for how long
should i wait for a bomb in the market
which may take my life.

for how long
should i wait for this world
to end

for how long
should we wait for
peace

can't there be an answer.

Lost in thought and lost in time!

i said to myself today.
I'm not going to search for the meaning of life.
Anymore.

I said i need to help others.
I thought how?
One man jumped from nowhere and asked for a ride.
In a fraction of a second.
I said okie may be like this.

And then i had a fight with someone.
Now i think.
Why this.
Should i say.
May be like this.

But my eyes are paining.
My head is not working.

Im hearing to music
My ears are becoming red.

And what am i doing now.
Im just writing a blog.
Why.
Am i searching for my life.

Not again.

Success

What is success to me?

It is putting all of my best in what i do.

Even if it turns out to be a failure... it will be my Success.

Life is not just living and dying.

There's something more to it.

All these days i was saying this to me. Now im changing me to that.

Im in search of that - something more, something useful, something productive.

Just to get back my wasted time.

Some decisions are made to be followed. I should.

Normal is boring.

Since this life is just a stopover in earth...

Im supposed to use it to the full.

I wish I will... it should be

I will.

The question of Wishes!

I saw a wishlist.
I wished i had that.

I got one.
A small one.
with uncountable wishes.
And i wished to get all.

i realized.
I have received many a wishes.
Many are actually my dreams.
As i used say to myself -
im a dreamer!

So when i wanted to write a wishlist,
I only wished to become a dreamer.
To dream like an angel.