Where are the cameras?

So my dad and I were on the road the other day near Ashok Gardens (Bowenpally.. plz no lol). Suddenly my dad got very slow. He pulled over and stopped to the side of the road near an electrical shop. I started wondering if it was for another bulb for the verandah or something. The thought itself kind of made me dull. But my dad said "Choodu road meeda ela mekulu posaro daridrulu". (Look at the nails on the road...) I was bewildered. It was true. There were around 15 - 20 nails each about 2.5" long scattered all over the place. Some of them were even bent. Moreover that road was kind of a junction where atleast 50 vehicles pass-by every minute.

My dad said - "Start picking them up. But be cautious of the traffic." And he started collecting the nails, maneuvering through the traffic clogged area. Some of the drivers were even annoyed. I was not sure what he was doing. Is he serious? Will he be using those nails or something? Anyway, overcoming my embarrassment and shy, I picked up a nail that was lying nearby. My dad returned in about 2 minutes with some 10 nails in his hands. Two passers-by also brought some nails and gave them to me as if I were the government appointed Chief-road-nail-collector! But they were definitely inspired by my dad, I felt. One guy, on an age-old Bajaj Chetak, stopped and said to my dad while handing over another nail to him- "Chutiya loga hain saab. Aap aaj nikaloge toh phir bhi kal yehi haalat hogi!" (gist: Don't bother to pick 'em up. The condition will be the same tomorrow again) It was like one of those love thy nation-advertisements. (Except my dad is not a very big fan of India himself) I kind of felt proud of my dad.

Here's the real kicker. I later found out from a pani-puri chat wallah that those nails were actually put there, by some of the mechanic shop guys. It made so much more sense. I took a look around and not just very far away, were strewn some 10 different shops which repaired punctured tyres and jammed motors. "Nailed it" I thought! Does such decrying aftermath exist only in India? - I wondered...

(Comments really needed for this one)

Peer-o-philia

My birthday... I dread it now

My wingies... I hate them now

My campus... I want to destroy it now

My graduation times.., I want to erase those memories now

My life... I want to end it now

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My birthday... I dread it coz it can't be as good as it was this year.

My wingies.. I hate them coz they made me realize the sweetest forms of friendship and now I can't relish smaller things

My campus... I want to destroy it coz I'm too jealous to let more people enjoy such awesomeness

My graduation times... I want to erase those memories coz I know the nostalgia will kill me

My life... I want to end it coz I can't re-live the last four years ever again!



Dedicated to all my wingies, who celebrated my birthday in the best possible way on the 14th of December, 2009, @ 23:20hrs, near Sardar Patel statue - BITS Pilani.

The symphony of irony

10 things you're NOT obliged to do in my university...

1. Study and expect a good grade

2. Not study and expect a bad grade

3. Check your mail/scrap/post/comments etc. with a decent net speed

4. Think that the factor of luck in your accomplishments is feeble

5. Assume that you will be sufficiently exposed to the opposite sex

6. Think that you'll definitely be placed in the company which requires the skills you've acquired through your degree

7. Expect voluptuousness

8. Think that you'll be productive in some way or the other

9. Take it for granted that value is only added and not stripped

10. To think that the hierarchy will be able to appreciate expressions like this post...

Of course there are more like sophomore year fun, good food etc., but you can add them in the comments. :D

Scientuality

You know when they say "Don't worry, God will take care of everything."
You know when they say "What you get is solely in your own hands."
Well, 'they' are saying the same thing. I had a very amusing epiphany the other day. You know what made me have it? Believe it or not, it was a class of Advanced mechanics of solids (pathetic slogging mechanical engineers of BITS Pilani would know better here). So, here it comes... a little bit of hardcore science with the twist of spirituality and Freudian psychology.
The science of it:
There is this awesome theorem called the Castigliano theorem. (If you've heard of it before, welcome to the bro-hood of geeks.) It basically helps one to find the deflection in a particular part of a body(not necessarily that of a super-model...lol) due to a particular force acting on it. (You can't explain this in a rougher manner) Well, now if you intend to find the deflection at a point where there is no actual force acting, to solve and find out the overall deflection there, you will have to assume a fictitious there and calculate. Finally when you arrive at the solution containing the aforementioned force, you'll have to nullify it to get the actual answer to your problem.
Now, here is the beautiful analogy that struck me.
(The life of it:)
In life, if you desire something (affluence, influence, happiness etc.), you will have to put some effort for it. You will be consciously and sub-consciously conceiving/accomplishing it. Now there will be this instance when taking responsibility for each and every action of yours, each and every effort of yours, consciously, becomes very cumbersome. So, then, you tend to attribute some of the flaws etc. to unseen forces like luck and some of the right-doings to other unseen forces like God. The body here would be the cosmos... the fictitious force would be the unseen factors like the ones I just mentioned... the deflection would be the end result or the outcome of your efforts... I think you got what I mean.
Notes:
The fictitious force is absolutely necessary and has its own importance. Never neglect it.
Do not forget to nullify the force in the end (but yet do respect it) and don't blame it for wrong 'deflections' (coz you are the actual force responsible for them)
You won't find the fictitious force only in temples/churches/mosques etc. Reflect, focus and concentrate... you can find it anywhere, at anytime from/in anyone.


I bow to all the fictitious forces around. Hail scientuality...

Epiphany

Time: 20:26
Place: Hostel room in BITS Pilani
Ventilator and window: Fully open

Cool air was brushing my body as I peacefully crouched on my bed. The song called Marudani (A R Rahman's album Sakkarakatti) was playing in my comp. I switched the lights off and the moonlight was the sole illuminating factor. No tensions in mind, no tests, no responsibilities, no fights, no grudges... Everything was so really nice. The moment was beautiful, I thought. Then I thought, 'for how long can I keep cherishing such moments?' A lifetime at the most. Then??? ... no idea. What if I achieved a lot? Would that really be changing the fact that I can't enjoy my accomplishments forever? So what is it that I/anyone for that matter, can do to have something for eternity? Salvation... any other answers... I really wish there were... (btw if you do, plz lemme know)

Then comes the next mind-chewing question, "Is there really a state called salvation?" Yes there is. No there isn't. J Krishnamoorthy's book said "The answers are probably right here." It also said "You enjoy the moment and then you also partially enjoy recollecting that enjoyment. So you start pursuing the moment and its joy again but then you end up in despair..." Oh my god, that man thought a hell lot about life. Do try reading some books like that. Your perspectives will be appreciated by yourself...

My point however, is to make you all think for a while about 'what is going on.. and for what?' Don't slam your brains too much about this however... just explore your grey matter!



More on this making its way....

Musical musings

Long Long ago...(actually just a few days ago), a guy was sitting in a numerical analysis class in the last bench. The subject was dry, the day was hot, the atmosphere was sultry, the mood was dull and the guy was sleepy. So, to avoid the embarrassment of him being caught sleeping by the instructor, he started writing a song... it worked... he didn't sleep. Btw you must be knowing this guy(since you are reading this blog).
Note: U will have a much elevated feel if you try singing the song along in your own tune.... the tune you build gives you an idea of your mood too!
Here goes...

Flowing through this life, I find some love...
Quitting and relaxing is a choice not now...

Chorus:
I can't see the light clearly... but
I do perceive affection dearly...
I want to be the most neglected...
I want to be the most attended...
Oh....


There's a hope here in these woods...
Killing and betraying seems too rude...
You and I can see what its like...
But only I can feel the things alike...

Chorus...

(All music in your head must stop now and try to sing a solo here...)
When I do these things.....When they feel the stings.....
Emotions span the head and the nail.....True wisdom is never to bail...... never... to... bail...




Spl. thanks to Cello Maxriter.

Prelude to donno what.

I am back on campus in pilani and life is pretty much amusing.
People are starting to look pretty capable and prepared, probably because we're all in the final year of our odyssey. It is with this perspective that I intend to give an account of the life that we share here.
The day starts with sunrise. It might seem hard for you guys to believe that a bitsian wakes up at sunrise but the constraint here is electricity. With the already sultry atmosphere, imagine how you would wake up if the fan is off at 7 in the morning. Not able to imagine? Your responsive body starts to sweat profusely, all the liquids out of you and the place where your body is in contact with the mattress gets super damp=>eventually waking you up with an irritating, sticky feel. The reason for all this is a power shut down from 7am to 10am and 4pm to 6pm everyday. So the next time you get angry at the world because your A.C. is not functioning properly... balls to you!
People (woken up by the same procedure) slowly start to come out of their rooms like a bunch of cockroaches after a pesticide treatment. Bothered people start attending classes while the others find ways to live lives. Time flows by and just as the clock strikes five, people again assemble in the bhavan(hostel) to chat away an hour into the power-having part of their lives. Computers are switched on, lan hubs are activated, songs are played, movies are watched, stuff is done, games are played and campus life is gulped in. Screams like "mess", "khana", "dinner", "abey join 10.72", "******" become significant at around 7pm, when all of us are mobilised to the mess. Long conversations about international issues, celebrities, profs and courses, girls etc. follow dinner. People slowly start to disperse and from then on the pre-course for a fresh day with a prejudiced outlook is experienced. :)

Cosmosis

Can you tell me with absolute certainty that everything you go through, is an expected response to a choice you made? If yes, what do you think makes you make that choice? If you are saying, "why should something make me make that choice?", then a discussion between you and me must be a saturated one. I advise you read no further.
On the other hand, can you tell me with absolute certainty that everything you go through, is exactly written and there is nothing you did for it? If yes, then why do you keep feeling like you are making choices?
The cosmosis theory can help both the categories here. You are making choices and you are going through pre-intended stuff. The image enclosed, elucidates the theory better.
We are all obviously in continuous balance with the cosmos we live in. You are initiated at a point, the point of consciousness. Then you come across the red dots, the junctions of choice. At these points you choose a path consciously/sub-consciously and are, as a consequence pushed onto a pre-laid path in the cosmos. Then you come across hurdles which act as references and help you understand that you are in fact treading a path. So, the next time you are confronted by a hardship, understand that you are on a path to a choice junction. Movement along this path is inevitable once you are on it. The cosmos keeps pushing you and when you resist movement, you encounter a situation called "depression". In this state you tend to lose the sense of abstracting sense out of your actions. Caution yourself of this. And then you again encounter a junction of choice and a path and so on......
Now if you are in perfect harmony and pace with the cosmos, you might end up knowing the final choice or you might notice the triviality of the made choices and treaded paths. This would be the end of the journey.. You can, as per many philosophers, command the cosmos...

Inspired from:
a) thoughts
b) a 65 year old man taking everything in the stride
c) events during the summer vacation
d) microsoft windows paint.

Falling In Groove

New lives started intertwining in the loops of the cosmos...
In the centre was the crux of the universe, guiding the loops...
Serving the laws and binding to the flaws, a path was being laid...
Heavens blessed those who had the will to tread this path...
Anonymous signs indicated of hope and satisfaction at the end of the path...
Novices dreaded the journey and the brave longed for it...
The traveller started his odyssey with great strength...
He was none other than TIME himself...
It was the path of DESTINY that emerged...




PS: The next post might take indefinite time for me to generate ...
Pic clicked on the way to Madurai.

In FACT

I've managed to put up quite an amount of stuff on this blog. Introspecting the flow and the matter, I thought it was very worthy to dedicate a post once in a while to someone from whom we can draw inspiration.
So here goes... This post is for Christopher Reeve. Know him? Yup he's the guy who played Superman. But the unfortunate thing is, he lost his spine to a horse riding accident. He was unable to move since and could not even breathe on his own. He had this huge apparatus, that kept him alive, where ever he went. Life could be miserable for the weak-hearted in situations like these. But Reeve managed... nope.. not managed but pulled off many things even normal people found difficult to execute.
Another thing that calls for appreciation is that his wife Dana Reeve, stood by him in all respects and supported him. Reeve died at the age of 52 and Dana died two years later of cancer. Try knowing more about people like these...


Also, you can type: 'Christopher Reeve talks about his wheelchair' in youtube.

LAAF AAVUT LAAVUD

You've got to do these things...

1. Go to a high profile Rbk/Nike etc. showroom...

You: Excuse me... How much is this?
Shop-person: Sir, that's a G-series shoe.. latest in the Indian market. It's for 2700 sir... 1786 after discount.

You: 'How about 450? I just spoke to Ganesh Footwear. He said he'd give a similar one for 400!"


2. Visit a Multiplex, watch a movie and go home. Go back to the theatre a day or two later. Stand in the queue for the tickets and say 'Bhai regularly ata rehta hoon. dene ka daam bolo; nahin to mein wholesale multiplex ko chala jaoonga!'

3. You are in the middle of a management lecture.
Stand up and say - 'Sir what if the manager has to go to the toilet in the middle of a meeting that he scheduled?'.. Should he raise his pinky and go "Excuse me miss!"

4. You are in an interview and the interviewer offers you some tea... You take the cup, sip some tea with a whizzing noise and say 'saar, kuch chandni vale biskut mangvaiye na saar'

5. Keep your gtalk/facebook status message: 'having sex'

6. Open the dictionary and look up the word 'dictionary'

7. Watch the movie 'Ocean's Eleven' in TELUGU/TAMIL

8. Watch the programme 'Simpoo's Super Hits' in channel V. (Hilarious dialogues...)

9. Drink a cocktail of coconut water, vodka and vinegar (that's what I did to write this post)

10. Read this post.

Dear readers... please add more of such in the comments.

Happytite!

On public demand, here on your favourite channel, we present... the happy recipe.

Take a bowl (your mind)
Add three cups of satisfaction (physical, mental and spiritual)
Churn this well with one and a half table spoons of freshly prepared-altruism
Heat the mixture on some time-bath till the colour (essence) changes to plain white(purity).
Dip this cake in a bowl of love till it is completely soaked and then sprinkle (for decoration) some nice personal

achievement ...as per taste. Happiness is ready to be served...

Note: The decorative item is not the crux of the recipe. Use it wisely.

The above recipe serves one.

nirWANNA?

I once asked a friend of mine, "What do you think salvation is?"
He replied, "A state of the soul when you already know the answer for your question."

I rever this friend. He never says things that need not be said.
He's the one that shouts "shut up!" whenever I cross the line with my friends or family...
He's the one that whispers "thank him/her" whenever someone does good for me...
He's the one that doesn't write posts like this... So I'll do it for him. Actually, I'll do it for myself.

I think, one can attain salvation by doing anything... I mean anything. (And doing absolutely nothing is included in anything) The extreme point that you reach while doing something is salvation. Let us look at this more objectively.
Suppose you do something you like doing very much. There is this moment while you are doing it when you internally feel really happy... ok this is not working... I'll elaborate...
Take an example. Say, You like erasing something that is written in pencil with an eraser. You like it very much. You saw a paper with something written in pencil and you don't need the paper. So, you start erasing stuff off it. It feels good. You tend to lose yourself doing it. You get detached of everything while doing it.(not erasing exactly.. anything that you really like doing) There is a point while you are erasing, when your heart (actually the soul) is the happiest. Pleasure comes from within. But this lasts for a really short time... about a second or even less. Some may not even realize this happiness. (I'll try to explain why some of us can't realise this happiness in another post)
So, this is the moment of bliss we all are actually craving for. We want a perfect world for this. We try to influence people for this. We work to improve ourselves for this. Slowly, if you keep improvising/practising your act of passion, this moment of bliss becomes a minute of bliss. Then after a few more blisses, it gets to an hour, then a day, and slowly as I suspect, it becomes stagnant.
After such an endeavor you tend to see the working of every gear in the universe in what you are doing. That is, the mind tends to open itself in these times of bliss and finally my theory is: you will attain bliss for eternity with an understanding of EVERYTHING that is perceivable by normal humans. But the fact remains... you need to find the passion and persevere throughout with a full and complete heart.
Hencewise, you can attain salvation through singing... through thinking or meditating (the age old technique)... through torturing yourself... and why not, even through other "so called" condemned stuff.

In the comments, please give ways in which you would like to attain nirvana.

P.S.: I can attain nirvana through writing this blog... who knows??? (I do have a passion for blogging btw)

Could it be anymore blank?

How many times have you fainted?
If your answer is zero... this post will definitely be of some value to you. And those of you who have become unconscious atleast once in your life, let me know if it felt the same.

First of all, why am I describing this to you? So that you don't say "what the **** was that?" if you happen to faint in the future and ofcourse because I did faint.

It happened when I was down with Typhoid in my 11th standard. The good-for-nothing doctor didn't detect my illness as Typhoid. So, she prescribed antibiotics one after the other which lead to my losing most of my energy and resistence. I had constant high fever and had to pop in a paracetamol every now and then just to keep the temp. around 100F. Food tasted like medicine and medicine tasted like shit. Gradually, I found it difficult even to walk around.
Finally the day arrived when I had the least energy. I forced myself to stand up... coz i had to take a whiz (one of the two things I had to get up for!). Then, the little blood I had rushed down from my head or the heart just couldn't give the required pressure ... I don't know what happened .... but I just closed my eyes, barely noticing that my mother was running towards me....and.......
....... Blankness .......
I had no idea how long I was like that. Finally I opened my eyes and felt a little different. The difference was that I was standing when passed out and was laid down on the bed when I opened my eyes. By the way ... like in the movies, you won't get a blurry picture first and then a clear image of people around you. My vision was clear and in a way thrilling. Thrilling coz only then had I realized that I had been unconscious all this while.
My parents later told me that I had been in this state of unconsciousness for about 5 mins.

Now on... if you want to reach a state of complete blankness, don't meditate. Just faint!

Credits:
Aditya P R S (the one who fainted)
Salmonella enterica serovar Typhi (the bacterium that causes typhoid)
Sath Hitu and Renuka (my parents)
The phenomenon of pissing in the toilet


.............. A WEAK BRAIN CELL PRODUCTION ............................
:-)

Hail 'Bitsian spirit'

Hey all..
I know I showed the following to many people.... but I'm really proud or rather boosted by this creation of mine. Plus this is my tribute to my rocking campus life at BITS Pilani. God made BITS.

THE ROUTINE

The night slowly started slipping into the horizon and the sun nudged himself into the sky.
Enthusiastically, the twilight started brushing all the flora into consciousness while a part of the fauna began dozing off.
Curious about the happenings of the day before and anxious of the dawning times, the sparrows started whispering.
Every second carefully helped the "ambience" kill the "silence" and "hope" reigned again.
The biosphere started raining fresh energy; a majority being contributed by the two legged creatures.
As the sun soared through the skies, "routine" started to surround "creativity".
Just as the sun reached the apogee of the horizon, a sub-conscious hunger began to manifest itself.
And then rose a potential mind...
And then appeared a humbled soul...
And then awoke a BITSIAN!


The next post won't be very soon.... till then adityos...!

Hardships heard you... (couldn't help the lengthy post)

I often wonder as to why things don't come to us easily.
Then I answer myself saying ... coz then no one would use the words "difficult" or "hard" anymore.

I feel that when one is on the quest for something, there are some stages in which the universe reacts to their initial stimulus... one's thought of the quest.

The initial stage:
Everything starts to make you feel that it is so right... so meant for you... the beginner's luck kind of philosophy. (inspired from Paulo Coelho)
Suppose you think of .... let's say.... starting a business...
The first part is quite thrilling. You summoning all your resources.. gathering contacts, starting tie ups or inviting stakes... etc. You feel like all this time you should have been a businessman (at some points of this initial part of your journey). You fit into the jigsaw puzzle. You see a flamboyant ambition and vision ahead of you.

Hardship stage:
This is the immediate and the longest of the stages. It gets you into the depth of what you started and introduces you to all the facets of effort involved. This is the stage when the majority is eliminated and a perseverant minority is filtered.
The problems in your business slowly start to manifest. You see probable losses or losses, breakups, fights, monetary constraints, the competition, the ailments of business etc. The initial enthusiasm you had fades and you start to feel like u are in a rut and can't step back or you might even start resenting. The ambitions seem impractical during the end of this stage.

The realisation stage:
This is the consequent enlightening part of the quest. You start to realise the gearing and the working of the universe around you and feel like changing it a little. But at the same time you also feel strong and aloft. The expertise and experience start to set in.
Your business seems to be just maneuvering through and for some time you stop caring about your ambitions and desires. The hunger for control ceases and you slowly leave things to take care of themselves, rarely overdoing your duty. (unlike initially)

The gifting stage:
This is the actual stage of satisfaction. The universe, realising that you have done your part of the build, starts to do the rest. Things fall in place & you feel the result pounding on you.
Oppurtunity strikes your door and the business takes a critical turn. Success hits your organization and the satisfaction of slogging all through will be in your heart. If not your initial ambition, a worthwhile achievement gets itself credited to you. Careful nourishment from there takes you to the heights of your potential.

And finally, there is this stage when I stop writing and leave you for comments.

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Things that inspired me to write this post:
1. Boredom
2. Chat sessions with some of my "intellectual friends" and my dad.
3. Lone time and the fact that I started blogging.
}

C ya all soon.

Ma First Post.

This is my first blog.
And this is my first post...
I dedicate this post to
1. Me and my family
2. My friends
3. My enemies
4. My professors
5. My career and
6. Something that's not mine in any way...


What can one get from this blog?
Updates about me and the scenarios I manage to get myself wedged in...
My own philosophy with a pinch of humour, 1 tsp of spirituality and a whole cup of gratitude ground with resentment...
And some material to read and observe.

C ya all soon.