Who rules over our creativity...?

Last week, a bus conductor handed over a old ten rupee note. I became a little bit confused as nowadays any rupee note comes with MK.Gandhi's smiling photo on it...

I always loved the older pre-Gandhi series of notes for its art work. The ten rupee note which I got has the Indian emblem 'Lion of Sarnath' on its obverse and a picture of two peacocks sitting on a tree, with deers and a horse on the reverse. The currency note actually resembles a piece of art. The greyish blue color of the peacock and the beautiful curved designs of the note left me dazzled until I shuffled it into my wallet where other notes were stuffed with same MK.Gandhi on it...

Michael Crichton...!!!???

It is 5 months already and I am getting the news now!!!

A mail from a community within the company linked to a presentation on global warming by 'LATE' Michael Crichton...I was taken aback by this news. Is Michael Crichton dead? and now I googled it to confirm it. A smoker, he battled throat cancer and died at 66.
If the news is true, then why was I not aware of it? I may very well say that I was busy with my project work...and all other odd reasons for why I did not get the news. I do have a single reason why I should have known it... the author, whose 'Disclosure' made me lost into its storyline; the same author whose 'Airframe' was in line with my own interesting subject; the same author whose 'Prey' made me its prey for a week... Anyways I feel sad by the news of the demise, so late...almost five months and now I am thinking how linked I am with the world and its happenings.

'TRYING'

Without trying out something you cannot conclude that you will fail

You tried crying seconds after you entered the world…and you cried for the first time
You tried spelling words…and you did talk

If you refuse to try... you would have never known your innate abilities…

And those which are earned without trying/sweating your blood are not relished…and the achievements fade with time.

And trying makes us younger and brighter…

So before you say you cannot do something…think if you have tried it.
And if someone says you cannot do it…refuse politely and say that ‘WE’ will try and conclude.

'I'

It is the 'I' factor that creates uniqueness...that creates wonders...that ascends the quality of your life. It is the 'I' that helps us breathe...It is the 'I' that keeps us really moving.

'We' as a team works when everyone loves their 'I's...
'Sharing' and 'Caring' happens when everyone respect others 'I's
Success is relished when 'I's join

Where are you...my 'I(eye)'s'
'I' love you all...

The Path to silence

The Path To Silence
Originally uploaded by siggito

The path to silence you are deep into a womb of thoughts.
Silence probes your thoughts...
Need for communicating arises then...

When wavelength's are aligned, communication between lives defies sound...then why did God create something called sound...

Feeling now, what I relished then...

My footsteps felt heavy thumping on the tar road. I could feel my footsteps clearly in the silence prevailing around...I returned from office to my friend's house just few minutes ago.
I was amused by the thought of how the earth would be feeling, when millions of people walk and automobiles race over it.
The same a colony of ants would be thinking of us when we stamp on them...killing them. I read this piece of thought written by Aurobindo/Mother, post the tsunami shaking off the Indian coast...
Then I relished those words, today I felt it.

Now I think the same with sleep which is taking over me... :)

Verbal voyeurism...

'Don't you watch MTV roadies?' questioned my friend as if I had committed a crime... Got to know from him that the TV series aired in MTV channel has to do something with adventure...Some colleagues of mine said they like the program because it has something to do with reality.

I forgot all of these conversations amidst my daily work…months passed by before I first witnessed this program. 

Returning back from office early, I saw my roommate watching the program. It was a selection for the ‘Roadies’ as they call. It was something like ragging and ripping apart a person. That was ok…

Last week I saw the roadies in action and found the participants verbally assaulting each other. Found that it has nothing to do neither with adventure nor with reality and what people relish seeing is just a vulgar pleasure in hearing something that is voyeuristic.

I just got up, felt the air engulfing my thoughts and went out for dinner mulling over my thoughts on what people really want as enjoyment.  

Midas touch

Power to Dream l
Originally uploaded by tteerriitt

I always love what Sun does to the frigid deep blue sky in the mornings...the Midas touch.

Frigid blue sky melting to sun,
Melting into silence until evening
Getting ready for another sunrise
With the power to dream...

Thanks tteeritt for the photo...

We are ready with our next mission, Are you game?

A fortnight ago, Friday evening I and my friend KK planned for a long trip to Goa, then shortened it to Mangalore, further shortened it to Nandi hills followed by Hosur... and shortened it further: we spent Saturday at the office... Saturday evening, suddenly an idea flashed while returning home and we got down much ahead of our place...
We dropped into our senior colleague Y's place without any notice. We rang the doorbell and hid ourselves near the stairs and just gave him a surprise when he opened the door. We felt some 10 years younger doing this act...
We still felt younger by forming a trio: I, KK and Y's daughter Ria opposing Y. Munching on the ready-cook popcorn prepared by Ria, the trio strengthened by the tea that Y had prepared.
We helped Ria to finish off some school maths and here began the real action...
We forced Y to join our trio for dinner, and to take his car out on a Saturday evening, made him to eat pizza which he hates to the core. It was all fun that evening...

We are ready for another storming action and creating a trinity with Ria...but when it will happen? Any suggestions Y?

Springing Bangalore...

Fresh violet bud leaves sprung up on bare trees a week ago and now are slowly coloring up a realm that is somewhere above 3 meters from the road level... It is pre-spring season in India and the trees have started to turn green!
It is always a pleasant morning these days, waking up to cool morning wind and the lush green trees.I love those orange colored, brown dotted butterflies, yellow striped butterflies that wish me good morning...