All is holy that starts holy!

This rush... This absolute rush of warmth, happiness and joy. I just could not let it pass. Such was the intensity. Such was the purity of its presence.

Dec. 14th 23:45 hours.
After having just vacated the house in Hosur, we (my room-mate and me) moved into the house above with Vikas and Prakash. After a tiring and already overwhelming day,
I decided to slip into the sweet state of unconsciousness confident that nobody here knew about what the coming day meant to me.
I felt a slight tinge of sorrow that I was not in a position to celebrate it with my loved ones.
Sivaprasad gets a call from someone and apparently the person(s) is waiting outside the door. So I see him open the door and some familiar voices came in. A minute
later I realised it was Umang. I lazily opened my eyes and saw Kiran and Umang gazing towards me from the bedroom door. What? KT and Umang? The guys who live almost 4 km. away? Here? Now? Why? Oh okok... my last day in Hosur.. maybe some quality time was all it was.
"adi, I need your hard disk yaaar... I'll return it to you in the morning before you leave," said KT. (really ? all the way till Anand Nagar just for a hard disk? wow this guy must really like movies)
I was hesitant. But hey, what's the big deal? Then he said "Hey let me first check out the movies and then I'll decide if I want it."
wow... ok "No problem", I said, a little bewildered. Something's not right.

Dec. 14th 23:55 hours.
I was sitting there proudly parading all my movies in the hard disk. He was definitely diggin it. The others... Umang, Vikas, Sivaprasad and Prakash walk in and drag me to the other bedroom.

Dec. 14th 23:58 hours.
Vikas's bedroom. A cute cake in the middle of his bed. Lighted candles. Me in front of it. Awesomeness. Tears of joy in my head.

Dec. 15th 00:00 hours.
I've completed 22 years. Cake is being smeared all over my face. And what have I learnt in these 22 gifted years?
FRIENDS DO NOT LET YOU FEEL EVEN THAT SLIGHTEST TINGE OF SORROW. Afterall I did celebrate with my loved ones. (It need not be the same loved ones every year. :P)

Thanks to Umang for the perseverance in bringing the act together.
Thanks to Kiran for the patience in distracting me.
Thanks to Vikas for the choreography of the act.
Thanks to Sivaprasad for the 5.5 months of Hosur thrills.
Thanks to Prakash for the support and wishes.
A huge thanks to the world for existing.

Madikeri

There were times when the roads feared the tyres
There were times when the steering wheel made more than 4 turns
There were times when the shock absorbers stretched the other way
And there were times when we experienced just as much gravity as there is on the moon
Kudos to that driver in COORG

Cool it was, with pleasant fragrances
Overwhelming it was, with beautiful ranges
Outdoors were like the breeze of bliss
Rugged roads and crude nature stirred up passions
Great experiences and exuberance --> hill stations




and coming soon..... Jiddu's thought plunged into my consciousness.

Gespräch

God: (smiling and sneering simultaneously)
Human: I want you to say "cool"
God: Cool
Human: (in a very poised manner) I want one
God: An answer?
Human: (nods)
God: What's the question?
Human: (shrugs)
God: Then, first ask the question.
Human: (after a while) Is it true that the question itself is the answer?
God: What?! That's nonsense
Human: So, then there's no question?
God: No. no. no... There is 'the question'. Okay... let me tell you ... The truth is ... "There's no answer."
And the question is "WHY DOES THE QUESTION NOT HAVE AN ANSWER?"

God disappears...
Human disappears...
Salvation.

PS: People who can't move on quickly will mentally and truly become OLD.

!...!

Hail the world, there're no rules in brain's spa
riding and revealing with a plethora of thoughts

hail the world, there're no rules in brain's spa
Titillating are the effects like an idea-froth

and then come the negative energies like a pack
after the innocent mind admits its fall

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lying around in blood would be the brain's spa
persistent, it rejuvenates and kills the anathema

low and slow it picks up a good call
yearning and craving for a never-ending panorama.