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Old friend

  (A short story) I looked at the mirror and was relieved to see the change of clothes from the usual blue I have been wearing for the last few months . I combed the very few hair that remained stuck to my scalp . Age has given me many lines on my face . People call it wrinkles but I prefer to consider them the best lines of my story . Each line reminds me of the wonderful life I have lived so far . I ran my fingers over those lines , thinking about the best times I have had so far . I sat on my bed waiting . The boring white color and the silence around started disappearing in the wind and glimpses of my past replaced them . I looked at them as if watching a good old movie and my heart filled with happiness . A sudden knock on my door brought the sickly white interiors back . I turned back to see my son standing . “It’s time dad ” , he said . I nodded and moved towards the door . The next few hours of travel flew away just like seconds with me mulling over the beautiful past and th

In the middle of the sea

  Hair rippling and waving  hysterically , my whole body damp and cold , I stand on a slippery rock with no one around . Waves hit the rock and splashes above , trying to reach me , leaving only a few droplets over my feet ,spraying . The salty air circles me making the dampness get onto me sending a bond deep chill . Yet I stand there motionless with my mind trying to clear away the fog surrounding it . I feel tied but my hands are free . I raise them and begin to stroke the breeze around me , trying to break open the veil of air that has imprisoned me . A ray of sunlight ripping open the dark clouds fell on my face , the only ray of light in the dark watery prison around me . The warmth of the sun loosens the cold , clutching my face allowing me to feel the blood running in the veins . A sudden realization that a boat dropped me here , makes me turn back and I find nothing but water splashing around as if dancing in fun . The boat came for me when I was in the shore , and waits til

Chennai–Red Faced

  I was literally shocked when the bus conductor told me that 30 rs ticket which can be used for a day’s travel is 50 rs now . Just to clarify , I asked him again , with a slight tinge of hope that my ears got them wrong , but I was proved there was nothing wrong with my hearing .  Looking at my deranged expression , the conductor offered some realization . He took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and showed me the changes in the ticket fare for each stop . He also claimed that he took them as notes as he couldn’t remember when his superiors informed him of the change . He finally finished with a big sigh indicating that he has been doing this for a lot of people since morning and he is bored . Soon , other commuters started sharing their shock and expressed their distaste with the government’s decision . One man grunted that good things that are promised by the government haven’t reached the common man’s hands yet , but things like price hikes take only a day to get into a

Malevolent Beauty

  (A short story) The door to the king’s chamber opened slowly , and she entered . Lips red as blood , hair black as night and skin pale as the moon , she is a beauty like no other . A beauty that Gods envy . The guards stationed outside the inner chamber drew their weapons out and stood in a fighting stance . Five trained men against one , would be a easy win for them but not against her . Not against , Yelena ! . She stood and stared at them for a moment . Her lips curled up to an evil smirk and she took her switch-blade out and waited for them to make the first move .     All five men came running towards her with swords held high , but she didn’t even make a move . They surrounded her and a man in front of her said , “Give Up ! Yelena . And we shall arrest you with dignity .” with a commanding voice . He then said , “We don’t have to make your pale face bloody , Yelena . Do we boys ?” , looking at the other soldiers with a wolfish grin . The others smiled and nodded in agreeme

Lovely Bench Life

   Life has been moving - crazily fast  . A lot has happened since i started work . A lot has been said and lot has been done , but nothing related to work and my company is paying me for that , as we - friends meet up everyday in office , sit around a table , chat , tease , argue , eat , do all the stuffs again and leave . Hundreds of new trainees flock around in the cafeteria once in every two weeks and the spot is no different from Ranganathan Street , T.Nagar . All that I could think of , when seeing this is ,  "Dei ...yennada nadakudhu inga ...thiruvizha kootam maari iruke da ". A few boys get energized on witnessing such a colorful crowd and very soon what appeared to be once a random mix of boys and girls in groups , soon became pairs , with each pair sitting in a table drinking a coffee for an hour or eating the Spl Jamun Ice-cream  ( "yeppadi than ada avalo slow a saapiduraangalo" ) . In a group that is chatting continuously for an hour , suddenly everyo

Musketeering

  I have no idea why I chose this title . I have been waiting to see this scorpion friend of mine , I used to challenge with in some funny games and travelled together with during college days . Saravanan aka miki  , my college mate who also happens to be my colleague and a best friend of mine and the guy who wished to hang out somewhere probably a movie and the guy who booked tickets for The 3 musketeers movie and …..Phoo ! enough with the ands . So , I just called up susee and he was ready to hit it but initially he didn’t believe it , as we rarely spoke in the last 4 months . So plan confirmed . When I boarded the bus yesterday  afternoon , a text message with a very friendly  word reached my mobile , which is ..”Dei Donkey , Im in your bus da ..come front ” .   I was surprised , people don’t call me donkey , not that they don’t call me by names , they just don’t call me donkey . So there he was , few seats in front of me . We started chatting with the usual questions …” how h

I am not weak

Eyes widened and heart pounding so fast she stared at the dark hallway . Exhaustion overwhelming her , she dropped down to her knees .  “I can’t run anymore . Let it end now ” , she muttered to herself . But deep inside her , she wanted to live , she wanted to get rid of all the issues suffocating her . She held her head tight , trying to control the pain , the pain of two voices shouting aloud in her head , one wanted desperately to live and another wished to end it now . Then a gentle male voice muffled her thoughts . She released her head and relaxed . “Everyone makes choices in life. Some bad, some good. It's called living, and if you want to bow out,  then go right ahead. But don't do it halfway. Don't linger in whiner's limbo. “ , said the voice and left her in dark deep silence . She decided that she wanted to live . She was ready to face it . She stood up  managing to harness every ounce of hope and energy left in her . With slow trembling steps , sh

A dream

      The mist in front moved away , and I walked over the grass field still damp with the dew settled in , making my bare feet wet and muddy . A single tree , caught my attention with its shiny red fruits glowing in the early morning sun . The field was empty except for that tree . I strolled towards it , taking in the beauty of each moment . Closer I went and realized it was an apple tree . I stood there thinking if it was the tree from the book I read recently . Hoping it will move away when I touched , as it did in the book , I went near it and placed my hands on its shiny smooth barks , gently . It didn’t move . Glad with the thought it was not the one from the book I reached for an apple .  To my surprise the apple dropped down from the branch and flew away . “How extraordinary!”,I thought . Soon , the apple came back towards me and started circling me . Astonished and happy , I stood there smiling , wondering what it is going to do . The other apples followed it and finally all

I wish to be Gifted

     Never had I been this interested in a book . Never before , did a book leave me asking for more . Never did I expect a book that wasn’t a best seller to enthrall me .  It was Lisa.T.Bergren's . A religious historical thriller . The first book in the series – A novel of the gifted , The Begotten is an appealing story with historical detail that will take you slowly but effectively into its plot and will have you cheering and asking for more . It is not a usual book that you may come across with some drama , some over etched fantasy and dumb action . This book is different and portrays faith in such a way that it gets into you .                                         Now , after this I have been searching for the next two books in the series but in vain . I am an audiobook guy and this book is not available as one . Thanks to my friend who gave me the first book . I have been trying to buy the other books with no luck . Hope , I find them (at cheap rates ;-)  ) , soon .

Google Plus - Ya or Na ??

               " I need an invite " , ""Please send me an invite " , were the anxious crowd when G+ stepped into the battle arena of social networking sites , and taking a head on fight directly with the master - fb . People were cheering in favour of G+ . The mere excitement of seeing something new and that too from google , made the crowd go behind G+ .  I was also a part of that mob.                 So what does G+ have in special ?? More privacy , Circles (cosmetic effects is'nt gonna do any good ) , and so on an so forth , but nothing unique . A friend of mine just commented that , G+ is nothing but fb's clone .  The only main attraction of G+ was the video chat room facility named Hangout . That is a real deal maker .                 There were jokes and funny cartoons of fb going down and G+ touted to rule the social world . But i don't see that coming . It is only those who dared to try the new , flocked around G+ . Many do  not  fi

My alternate paradise

             It is quite common among us , to visit a imaginary world at  times . A place where the word Reality has no meaning  . With the regularity of things happening around us , the cycle that going on and on ., everyone needs a place to have a break . Imagination is the key .  I lost mine , but not any more .                          Songs found a place in my playlist , after a very long time . Enya , Regina Spektor and Celine Dion , entertained me . I must admit , they were really good ., especially Enya .  But the thing with songs is that , the lyrics lay fences to your imagination . Close your eyes , listen to songs and the lyrics take you  no-where  new . On the other hand , movie soundtracks and audiobooks , leave you free . There are no limits with instrumentals and soundtracks (fantasy movies) , they can take you as far as you wish to go .           Now that i have found my old key  which can open a new paradise for me , im moving back . This time i am gonna open

Life at Work

     The dependent phase of life is over . Work is interesting and is better than what i imagined it to be . Friends , at other IT companies shared their dislike on the training program , which had loads of boring lectures , but here , in my place its a different story altogether . Here , its less time in class rooms and more time in the work zones . Putting us in a Project sorta environment is  cool , stops us from dozing off .   So , what is this post about ? . Ranting ,my company is this and that and its better than others ? - Nope . Its about  the special things and  special people  . FRIENDS : What would anyone do , when they get into a new place ? - Make friends ! and i made loads of'em . A few of  which , i believe will stand for a long time . Its one of the very important things that keeps you latched to your work place . Im glad i have made so many friends , really glad . Bewildered , excited and nervous , were the faces of my associates on the very first d

The road to perdition

  (An attempt in writing a story) Breathing heavily , soaked in sweat and hands stained with blood they both kept running through the dark pathway , surrounded on both sides by life-less trees and ravens feeding on dead bodies . It’s a place where no light can enter . It’s a road , taken by many in recent times . “We have been running for a long time and we have crushed many lives ” , said one of them , worried . “Don’t think about the past my friend . We have to do this . We have to , for what lies at the end of this road ” , replied another , with stern determination and scratching the big scar on his cheek he added  , “It is necessary that we waste them . We should be the only one to own that ” . Together than ran , not stopping for anything and not knowing what lies ahead . All they wanted was to reach the end of it . Blood splashed from the roads when they ran . They stopped suddenly hearing a low moan from the mist the stood before them . They glanced at each other , surpri

The fight

  The most important question :   The mystery of whose story it will be......of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in the dance? Who drives us mad......lashes us with whips......and crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it that does all these things? Who honors those we love with the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us and at the same time sings that we'll never die? Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us? And who holds the key that can set us free?     It's you. You have all the weapons you need. Now fight.   * Quoted from the movie Sucker Punch *

Why so stupid ????

  Boy 1 : Hey ! Nice shirt dude . Boy 2 : Thanks man . Its just 2500 bucks u know…pretty cheap actually . Boy 1 : ( In his mind )– OMG!! he is gonna start it again . Boy 2 : Its some American brand it seems …but very cheap . Boy 1 : Oh ! ok da…I have got some work to do . See ya later . (and he runs , never turning back) .   This sort of conversation is common among girls too . You might have listened to such conversations or may be you would have been the victim of such morons . How do you choose your clothing ?? . First comes the color , pattern/design , quality and finally the cost . But for many , this order is on the reverse . All they look for is a branded clothing and something costly (way too more than it actually deserves) . I agree than no one can compromise with the quality but claiming that only the branded stuff , preferably international , provides you with the best quality is totally absurd . The hilarious part is that , they choose stuff , which shows off the b

When it rained

“ OMG !!!! you are completely wet . Cant you wait somewhere till the rain stops ?? “ , my mom exclaimed and came running towards me , a towel in her hand and eyes wide in shock . Its her usual way of reacting . A small scratch in my finger and she covers it with rolls of bandage . “I actually waited for a long time mom , that’s why it took so long . I thought I could make it here when the rain eased a bit , but…” . I cooked up a story , with the completely innocent face and she bought it . Its raining , finally !!! . After getting deep fried in the extremely hot summer sun , who would want to miss the rain ?? I was in a bus when it started raining . Most of the bus commuters  welcomed it with a huge relief . But still , they closed all their windows . I couldn’t . It was great to look at the patterns those raindrops where making in the front window and the wipers  putting up a fight with them to ward them off its territory .  I sat there enjoying the rain and the sweet smell of

Turning Two ;)

My blog is turning two today !! Yippeee !!! Thank you all for following . Ok. Now , at this happier moment i would like to say something and here it goes . Through this blog i have shared a bit of my life , made u laugh sometimes , and made u yawn a lot and sometimes made u think (i guess) ;) . Its all because u cared to read and comment . Thank u for that . I will try to do better stuff in future . This blog really means something to me .Its special and its more like my online diary and im really , really glad that its turning two . So , Im really happy - dont have any serious words to put in  .Well ! Thats it . Thank you all .

A soulful happiness

It was a unique feeling . Something that could lift all the weight in your mind and leave you elated . It’s a mix of pride and happiness . If u are a follower , you should have come across the post LOST , where I have mentioned that I felt guilty for ignoring the old lady  on the streets . What good in just writing if one doesn’t care about following ?  I did try and believe me , it gives you  happiness like no other . That old lady doesn’t actually beg for anything . She always stays by the temple , alone . There is something in her which shows that she once lived a good life and now caught in the whirlwinds of fate . She always hesitates , a lot , before she asks for something . That day , I decided to do something . I went to a nearby bakery , bought something for her to eat and came back to give her . Her old dry lips curved up to a big smile when i gave it  and she raised her hand and said , “ Nalla iruppa ” .Its was right at that moment I felt something great , running th

1 A.M in a bus

Last week , i was on this bus with my family , - a tour . The best thing about bust travel , when you dont have your headphones on , is the variety of characters , you could see . I always enjoy my travel to college in bus . Its quite an interesting thing - overhearing ! . You think its wrong ? - I dont . I am basically a sound sleeper . A full meal and a nice cool breeze is enough to put me to sleep . That day , i just woke up in the bus . Maybe its a small jolt which is quite a common thing in our Indian roads . I just couldn't sleep after that . As one would do , i peeked through the window and found the tress and buildings running back . You know , we people just dont realize that kind of beauty .  No wonder , why poets write about it . The  moon , was like chasing me . It was kinda nice and funny that i was giggling . But , as the bus turned to another direction , i missed it . Frustrated , I turned around , and found that almost everyone was sound asleep , snoring . A ma

The Tunnel 2011 - WOAH !!!

Ok. Im not going to lie . When i first saw this movie in the internet available for download . I didnt have any hopes for it . Come on . Will you download a movie that's directly out in the net and available for free download , legally ? . I certainly didnt at first . One will start to think that its some kinda crap which couldn't even make to the big screens .  How much effort would have actually gone into the movie ? Actually a lot . I had such little expectations for this movie ,but it just proved me wrong . This turned out to be one of the best horror movies i have seen . Going underground - was really very intense . Its the kind of movie that will keep you at the edge of your seats and make you totally believe that , everything (the footage) in the movie is so real . The vital thing about a horror movie , is the sound . It can make or break a movie . In this case , it is just great . The Sounds proved to be a  perfect companion for the well-written script , fantastic p

Transformers and Ancient Astronaut Theory

  This is a Guest Post by Mr. A.Saravanan aka Miki . Hey Guys...Actually I’m not a serious blogger but i just felt like giving a try. Well, it’s about some scientific facts which I came across and found it interesting. It’s about a well-known movie “Transformers Series” which had many of their concepts linked to Ancient Astronaut Theory. Let’s start with simple one---- Transformers movie. The movie states that there were Advanced Robotic Organism existed several millions years ago. Yeah it’s true; there has been possibility of existence of Advanced Organism other than ours in the space. Luckily, there has been many sightings of UFO to confirm it (Most of them are just hoax though). If you see in the first movie of the transformer series, they used the concept of Cube-“All Spark” which gives life to all the crap things present including Xbox 360 comes to life when Sam slips away the Cube (can be a good advert for mountain Dew and Microsoft). In the second movie, the film states t

Lost

I was sitting under a tree in an unnaturally cold summer evening , ipod plugged to my ears , and enjoying the scenic beauty of that place . The clouds were a yellowish – blue signaling the time for sun – set .  The light faded off with the sun slowly going to sleep . It was when , a boy came towards me . Roughly around 6 years old , he was round and cute , his hair shiny black but his face had sadness all over it  . I stood and went near him . Kneeled down and took his hands . He looked at me and his sadness engulfed me . “Is anything wrong ?” He gripped my hands tight and said , “Yes . Can you please come with me ?” . I nodded , forcing a ‘Everything is gonna be okay’ kinda smile , to make him feel better . He took my hands and led me towards the setting sun . Suddenly the air became hotter , it was a morning . For once I thought I was dreaming , but the boy was walking with me in a place that looked so familiar . After a second of puzzlement , I realized that I was in the str

Moon

 I lay in my bed sleepless . Hoping for a cold breeze to take me to my dreams , i turned towards the window . The curtains danced in the gentle wind , letting in a shimmer of beautiful light . It was so magical , i believed i was dreaming .Time seemed to have stopped . I moved the curtains up and found it hiding behind dark clouds , revealing only a glimpse of its beauty.  I prayed for the clouds to move and they did . There it was, silky and white , shining ever so bright all through the darkness , glowing with life . Trees stood as dark silhouettes , leaves dancing with the wind , enjoying the glorious sight and adding more beauty to the night . I lay there staring , with my eyes wide open capturing every bit of this dreamy night . It was a sight of contempt , a sight of purity , a sight that took me gently to my sleep .

So-called “ Friends “

The important thing about college life is friends / friendship . College friendship is always touted to be the best and long-lasting one . You may think differently but I am just talking about the majority here . There is always a debate about which friends are better ? or which life you enjoyed the most ? - college or school . Since the introduction of questions in facebook , this topic has been running in the news feed  . But , I believe school or college doesnt have anything special , I mean they are not very different . Both offers the same - Knowledge and friendship . It is only the people who differ . So the definition of friendship differs with them . Expecting the same kinda thing from everyone is a big mistake . True friendship is a different thing and im not going to talk about it here . Like any relationship  , the first level of friendship is sugar-coated . Impressions get you friends and you either bond with or split , later when your opinion differs . A class looks a

The lightness of being

It is when I tasted the essence of it . It is when I gave myself in . It is when I started doing things I couldn’t . It is when I started to dream , I felt alive . Holidays sounded fun for a few days . Left me in an isolated box , the next week . Bored and having nothing to do . I sought to find a respite . I chose Internet . I soon realized it was a very bad choice . Books were of really great help . You Know ! Its quite a common thing among readers to visualize what they read , especially fantasy lovers . I do that and I really enjoy it too . Some times when im literally bored , I try to re-live some of those moments . Call it Day dreaming ? . Believe me , Its just the key to big new experience . Its is more like being in a fantasy world . You become a part of everything there . You can change a small gold fish to a big dolphin which will take you to its world and even change them into piranhas and let them chase your foes . You could paint with the colors of the wind , hea

Instinct

 A few days earlier  , i wrote about impressions and in a few comments i came across the word instinct . Now that made me curious to know if they are both related and i found out that they weren't . People said that instinct , intuition all go hand in hand with impressions . I think differently . Impressions are responses of the brain that are driven by certain benchmarked analysis and  has nothing to do with instinct which is an involuntary function . So , then i wanted to discuss about instincts , and here it is . Believe me ! This gave me a serious headache , esp when  i tried to differentiate instinct from impulse . Instinct - this word is used by people to refer unexplainable feeling , action or impulses . Dictionary says  its  an inborn pattern of behavior that is characteristic of a species and is often a response to certain specific stimuli . A simple example would be , the tendency of newly hatched turtles to move towards the ocean . It is a fixed pattern of behavior fo

Harry Potter - Sketches

I did these sketches today . It was very hard to get the villany in the Dark Lord's face . I did my best .

Impression

A modern dictionary defines Impression as a strong effect produced on the intellect, feelings,conscience, etc. or perception upon the mind - sensation. I believe we can say its kind of a pre-judgment .Impressions , are the ones that get us friends and foes and plays a role in initiating and breaking relationships. The one that is talked about a lot and lives in our history and in future as proverbs,quotes and as stories . First impression is the best impression , A good impression is hard to earn and so on . The moment we look at someone , we keep them in a balance , the one that we have designed for ourselves and which many of us deny to possess . Friendship begins with impression , or any relationship for that matter .  No one can deny that . When we enter a new place , do we start talking with anyone ?(in a way to seek friendship) ,just anyone ? Some telepathic connection driving us towards them ?. No ,We don’t . We talk to the one that appeals the most . Ofcourse , it is not onl