That is you

Day 1

5.30 Am
Erumeli
To destination: 46 kms
Small town 50 kms away from home. Starting place.
There are 2 ways to go from here. Either by walk or by bus. As usual we take the less traveled.
Significance: The place is popular for its history linked to Ayyappa, where he killed the Buffalo who was making trouble to the prople




Breakfast
Kalagetti
9.30 Am
To destination: 32 kms
Significance: A place where it is believed that Shiva and Parvathi came to bless Ayyappa and Shiva tied his bull on a tree near by. .



Lunch
Azhutha
To destination: 31 kms
Significance: Very beautiful forest river. Need to pick a stone from the river and drop it on the next hill top




Kallidamkunnu
3.30pm
To destination: 27kms
Significance: Need to drop the stone here. Believed that all

gods came and blessed Ayyappa here by pouring flowers from the sky




Enjaparakotta
4.00pm
To destination: 26kms
Significance:Ayyappa got thirsty and dug a well here. The well gives you pure water and it’s unbelievable that there is such a thing at such altitude. Beautiful place where you get to see many parts of Idukki district which is miles away

Mukkuzhi
6.00pm
To Destination:24kms
Significance: A vanavasi colony. Nice place to stay and the wind is nasty here(too freezing!!!).
Night stay here

Day 2

Mukkuzhi
6.00am
Breakfast
Start off the next phase

Kariyilam thoodu
11.30 am
To destination: 14kms
Significance: Nice stream where you can take bath and get prepared for the task of climbing Karimala(the dark hill)

Karimala Hill top
3.00pm
To destination:10 kms
Significance: You complete a huge task of climbing 7 mountain ranges which together is called the Karimala.This place is popular for its history way back to Ramayana.Sita had taken bath here and there is a pond still there and also a foot print believed to be that of Sita.You get pure water here too. These hills are too dense and find lot of wild animals like Bear, Elephants, Tiger etc

Now you need to be really careful getting down the hill as it is too steep and rocky, until you reach:

Valiyanavattam/Cheriyana vattam
4.30 pm
To destination:6kms
Significance:Plain land with lot of Elephants coming down to take water from river Pamba

Pamba
500 pm
To destination: 4 kms
Significance: Holy River Pampa originates here with three streams coming together called the Triveni Sangam.
Looks like we have reached some Kumbha mela.All dressed up either in saffron or black and call each other Ayyappa.Even police are called Police Ayyappa

Sannidhanam
6.30 pm
To destination:0kms
Significance:The Temple of Lord Ayyappa.Only place in the whole world where worshipper and the worshipped is known by the same name-Ayyappa. As it is written on the Entrance-

Thathvamasi-“That” is you

Day 3

6.30 am
A bath at the Urukkuzhi falls 0.5 kms from Sannidhanam and return home
Significance: a forest stream. Can sit inside the rock and take bath.Superb!

4.00 pm
Back home in Bus










3 days every year to introspect and know myself !!

The folly of being a human being.

It’s great to be God. I am God since the last many days.

I am dressed up like God.

NOW, I am not stunned by a bill summary after an auto rickshaw travel. At times they don’t fight for coins and push me pay less than the meter. Nowadays I am not bewildered by a phony bill after a fruit purchase. In fact they put more fruits to my basket. I am treated fair everywhere. I am pleased.

And later when I become man, I know, the case is going to be no different from before. The same auto drivers and fruit vendors will turn ugly.

And therefore, it’s great to be God and be God always!

Guilt

TRUTH
The Crown of thorns
On the king
Who’ll cry for him?
Good ends; false begins
It is the guilt of wealth

SCIENCE
‘Man has nothing,
The whole world begs
Before me, my grace
For everything
I’m such a superb guy’
Effort ends, power begins
It is the guilt of the machine

BEAUTY
The marble palace
Her chanting eyes
The passionate affair
Euphoria!
Wine sparkles, cheers!
Love ends; romance begins
It is the guilt of time

ME
The stoppage time
Last breath
Still eyes thirsty...
Not enough-O' -I’m young
Life ends; darkness begins
It is the guilt of birth

About the holiday

I was off sick yesterday. Working from (for:) home. Things are almost under my control (esp stomach) now!
I was really tired after a hectic travel.
Made Diwali a memorable one, with my home maker, roomie .It was a plan made in no time. There was no other choice for such a long weekend. Home has now become a petty Bourgeoisie concept. Pilgrimage was the only way out

Started off to Hassan, then to Belur ,then to Halebedu to Chikkamangalur to Sringeri to Bajagoli to Putangadi to Dharmasthala to Kuke Subramanya to Sulliya and back to Bangaluru.

“Majestic” was not the station from which we started the journey but the fabulous architectural works in Belur and Halebedu

Remarkable was the dip in river Thunga (see photo).Those yummy yummy dosas,Idlies,vadas @Uduppi hotels(not to forget those coffees and sambars)

Hope you understood 'why yesterday, I was sick off'?

Do Women need equal status??

Before those Women splash themselves in Toronto and Cannes, in a small Cinema house Asha, in Kottayam, I saw them.

Before the English, the French and many others embrace those characters, I met them live on release.

One a Prostitute, one Virgin, an awaiting Mother and a Spinster.

Rarely do we see people clapping their hands after a movie.

Fabulous weekend went by, with great discussions on the well being of women.There were many arguments and many questions.One was 'do Women need equal status as men?'

and my answer for the question was:

Women shouldn’t ask for equal rights as men. Women stands higher than men and if they ask for an equal status, the literally are coming down.

New mind!

It’s the first day in the new office building. New Facility. I loved it, like i loved everything before. This is my 4th location in Bangalore,though company remains the same.Packed things moved perfectly. Its all new, new cubicle, new phone, new chair….balloons, free food!
Meanwhile ending my loneliness I have got a new room mate...Bought a new TV, bought new Furniture. So this weekend was perfectly new.

Hmm… I am let free today morning as there are some issues with my system.

So i am in a mood to disturb the "working class”. Perfect!

My Saraswathy

This Sunday on the 21st, I will be celebrating my 25 years of Learning (official).I started to learn exactly 25 years back on a Vijayadashami day. I have a photo of that (...so sad it is at home),still I wanted to share this day with all of you.
You know who started my Hari Sri??…my Father. So I didn’t cry.
Thanks to all who thought me something or the other over these years. (elders and younger)

Learning cont…

meanwhile I will be starting two more Blogs on sunday...Please support!

Ram exists?

Kalaingar questioned Ram's existance
which engg college?
even i doubt,no IITs were there
If i tell my Grandma she will kill me.
she says he was a social engineer.
but where is he now?any fossils?any evidence.

Now,i was hearing a song from Swades SRK movie(people get convinced only by him these days)

Ram hriday hai mein mere, Ram bhi dhadhkan mein hai.Ram mere aatma mein, Ram hi jeevan mein hai.Ram har pal mein hai mere, Ram hai har swaas mein.Ram har aasha mein meri, Ram hi har aas mein
Ho..Ram hi toh karuna mein hai, shaanti mein Ram hai.Ram hi hai ekta mein, pragati mein Ram hai. Ram bas bhakton nahin shatru ke beech chintan hai.Dekh taj ke paap raavan, Ram tere mann mein hai.Ram tere mann mein hai, Ram mere mann mein hai .Ram toh ghar ghar mein har, Ram har aangan mein hai.Mannse raavan jo nikaale, Ram uske mann mein hai

i think he is exactly there for so many people

Ayyo Ramachandra ee kalaigarde oru kaaryam!!!

Daag Ache Hein

Priti Nair taught me
Daag Ache Hein
Dirt is good

God invented some
Friends-
Like stains they come
Natural

No Surf on heart please!
We can’t use detergent
On our blood! So they remain
Dear n near

Hurting all along
We fail
Culprits slander brain
Germs cry. Elude glory
Neither mercy

Smiling an art,
Creep to rapport
Knowingly they kill

Thinks often
Better evade
‘Friends are not or ever’
We become better

But can’t use detergent
On the heart,hurts.
Stains of love.


That’s why she taught
Daag Ache Hein
Dirt is good.

Back from Dora’s world

Back after the fabulous Onam schedules. My sister liked the skirt:).

Niece didn’t have chocolates for she is milk allergic.Still she made company with me. She liked Puttu so much that she changed her name to Gunnu, her best friend's name.

Gunnu had paal payasam,varattu payasam etc which she found different from her regular sweets in Bangalore.

There was shopping, cinemas…Usual vallam kali. Family gathering…

My niece was growing in me and me in her.
Meanwhile it was time to leave the heaven and is back in the hysteria of work, pollution and tiredness.

Onam on the way!

Tomorrow I am goin home with a lot of chocolates and love and Puttu mol (from Jayanagar).All for my niece.






The highlight of the trip is gonna be
this Long Skirt i bought for my sis(first time ever in life).I dunno what is gonna happen.I might put it for auction later, on my return.anyone?



Meanwhile...
Puttu mol eats too much.She is a rappayi.I need to be really really careful.

Do we respect Independence?

Chapter-1.Shodh
Attack on Taslima.
“The attack on me was done by a minority community. I believe in democracy and I enjoy the support, solidarity and sympathy of the majority, who also believe in democracy. Despite this, I am hopeful that I will be allowed to stay in the country, " (Source:Ibnlive.com)
This is what she said after the attack on her in Hyderabad

“I am proud of what we have done. In fact, I regret not being able to cause more harm to her."Says MLA, Akbaruddin (Source:Ibnlive.com)

"I am first a muslim,then an MLA"he added(Source:TOI,11,Aug,2007) (it means;i am a Muslim first,then an Indian)
All India Majlis-e-Ittehadul Muslimeen (MIM) workers, led by MLAs Afsar Khan, Ahmed Pasha and Mozum Khan,Attacked the women on the release of her book.

Custodians of law,turned savages.Afsar Khan,declared "we will behad her,if she comes to hyderabad again"(Source:TOI,editoial,11,Aug),2007)

The disrespect shown to a classic writer like her .Damaging her image and attacking physically in this shameful manner by MLA’s who need to safeguard the constitution of India is an ultimate sin.
Instead of throwing those MLA’s from the assembly,we did
take against Taslima.Cool.isn’t it.

Chapter-2.Lajja
The release of the Criminal
As soon as Madani,Abdul Nazar was released from the Coimbatore central jail,he was taken in an Air-conditioned coach to Trivandrum and moved to a 5-star accommodation at the expense of the Govt of Kerala.(i mean,at our expense)

Minister of Home,K.Balakrishnan,Kerala praised the deadly terrorist as a “Revolutionary.” (source:mathrubhumi.com)

Minister of Eduction(known as Second Mundasery) M.A.Baby lullabied Madani’s Kid for 2.5 hours and called him the “gift of God to a great father”(source:manoramaonline.com)

According to the recent Goonda act,the Kerala Government,enacated law to declare a person Goonda,if there are more than 5 criminal cases against him.To stick his photo in the Police stations.

Madani has 20 Criminal cases against him(police records,kerala).instead of sticking 4(4*5) photos of him,the ministers garland him!

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Both Chapters are from the same book,India.In both the chapters,the heros are people who have won elections and has power.They are people who need to safeguard the Constitution and its People.I mean,if they remember,"...to bear true faith and allegiance to the Constitution of India"

Now I know how difficult it is to be when you don't remember things on you!

Oh my God!

For the fear of this,I was away for some days

Ok.sTart noW (Vidya who tagged me is suffering for it. she got allergy from this tag ...Read more here)

1)I was a late born child. My mother got me after 12 years of her marriage.By default I was supposed to be jailed with affection, but by design I was left my way I liked life to be.

2) I love to learn languages. More than Malayalam, I am proud of speaking Samscritham.In Bangalore I have a collection of folks to whom I just speak in Samscritham alone.

3)I am really absent minded.I often lose my personal belongings.In the last 1 year I have lost my Cell,My debit card,My Company Id,My house keys etc on different occasions.When ever something gets misplaced or lost in my house,everyone asks me to 'try and remember' it.Of late I have started to use a diary to write things down to remember.Yesterday I found myself searching the diary.

4) I love Indian music and dance.I know some ragas and very well understand most thaalas.I have learnt a peculiar kind of dance called 'koloam thullal" ,which I have never performed:(. I love Unnikrishnan and Bombay Jayashree for the way they are.

5) Basically I love the profession of Journalism. I am a product of Bhavan's Institute of Communication and Journalism. I always have the guilt that I'm in the wrong Industry!

6) I can very well mingle with people less privileged or people who are younger or much older than me. I can share jokes and have food with them. I can’t find much difference in people.

7) I am a professor's son and therefore I was always in limelight of his students and I always gained their love and care. I was used to College and when I joined it I was never so excited. I never wanted to join my Father's college for the fear of being ‘caught for silly reasons’ (these teachers act weird sometimes)

8) I have no more self appraisals and self praise so I should stop now. It is almost midnight and I have to sleep.Ah! 1 more thing which I wanted to hide. The first time I visited a Police Station was at the age of twelve. We were celebrating something on a road and the road was banned from celebrating it. We were caught and taken to the police station. There were around 60 people. We were taken in a Bus...There was nothing serious. After some time we were let free. Later in life I have visited Police stations many times and have spent much time there for serious reasons.

Now...I don't have any1 to be tagged...I really don't know any blogger..and people whom I know are tagged already.Anyone is free to take this...please tag yourself to me....please

The sad story of the Wine

Reached Bangalore safe. Struggled with excess luggage.10kgs extra. Heathrow airport was filled with things I threw from my bags.

Called Anoop to Mumbai Airport and took 500Rs for the Cab in Bangalore, expecting Anoop to call and tell everyone this and pull my legs stating “a beggar has come from England” (in fact the exchange counter was closed in Mumbai and I had only pounds with me)

Went home last weekend. Amma is sick.Still she made all my favorite curries. Surprisingly emotional Grandma tasted wine that I got. She is the only person who told that the taste was awesome. The French one. Two more were there. An Australian one and one from South Africa. But I didn't show Her.

My Grandma showed primary symptoms of Liver damage a few years ago.She never drank though. But consumed more than an alcoholic. How??Raman Nair who works in our ancestral Ayurveda medical manufacturing unit had made her liver bad by giving Aristas(Ayurveda tonics) of her choice everyday.She used to finish bottles for different reasons she found herself-Self doctored ones. She did this from her childhood for her father and grandfather were Vaidyas.Her husband also being a Doctor she thought she has full rights of being a doctor herself and consume any medicine that she liked.

Now nobody gives her any Aristas.But i gave a small sample of the Wine.She tasted it.Suddenly it came “it tastes like Dashamoolam".Those eyes looked at me.I could read something there...

Sad I couldn't give her more.Those hands which treated me a lot.Those coins for chocolates and those new dresses for school...She was always good to me,but...

My 'avastha' from Monday!

Finally it is time to go! Hahaha now free masala dosa and kaapi...happy!!!me and Bobo had masala dosa last week in the England Punjab called Southall.it was too too too good.2.5 pounds though:( Amma is making kappa next week hahaha...eeeh waah! super..

No good time now. i cut my finger the day before.Sis and niece were traveling and a rock fell on the car and it got damaged yesterday .Father is sick and we are worried cos chickun Guinya is all around my neighborhood back home...all worries around me!

Still im smiling and enjoying my final days here.sad to leave this beautiful place. really sad. no manager bugs u yaaar! no one disturb you nor worry u.no one even cares what u are doing.nice food,nice climate and good friends..

and running back has a lot more.like priya is happy that im returing and also sad that fighting is gonna begin from monday.Yes! fighting with driver ramesh in the morning and later with security for not bringing ID,then with everyone in the team for not gettin chocolates.then with some for arguing with me on my ‘change’...finally after a hectic day with my maid for not cleaning a dusty house and may be with the house owner over the money he is gonna take from me. ..

Meanwhile my leaving do is planned for tomorrow.sorry! i forgot to invite you all…Can we join at Lord Raglan Pub in Workingham at 7 pm and later for a dinner at Prezzo?

Thank you girls!

3.00 am, London; 7.30 am Jayanagar…

I am carelessly watching Playboy TV. It is playing the ‘Turn me on ‘ one…I think it is the one since I switched it on.

When I was walking in Edinburgh, a girl came and was shamelessly begging,’fuck me fuck me…’something we expect here but I was not horny then because the sky was more beautiful from the bridge at that moment in time.

Now Iam not able to sleep.
Thanks, Virginity is a word more used to express girls!!

My Likes 4&5 -The Taxi and the Tube

The Public transport in the UK is too good.

The taxis are damn expensive, but seeing them is sweet. They move around like beautiful young women (meanwhile I have a doubt these days that the Indian government is doing some selection of the girls they send to London, all are super yaar!)

The underground Tube is another attraction of London. I love going around in Tube. You can travel unlimited, if you buy a day ticket. Ticket prices vary according to the zones we select. I really admire the way they have built and maintained it.

My Likes -3 M&S

I love food. In our country I love Aviyal. Here I love the UK food. I have to…

And by choice this is best food I liked. Be it sandwiches or be it fruits …everything is class! Superb.

Over 120 years of history.10 million customers a week.Marks and Spencer Rocks!!

I will return to myself when I disconnect my Internet.Still U will be I

Dear Blogger Fraternity,

Till I talked to Vidya,I thought the bloggers were not real...I cant believe even now that Kammommy ever exist...Rajeev is also something...Shammu to kill my sleep...Soonyata no...no don’t exist cant believe...Madly near me.Truly near me.You...are you all real??

People who are me. From absolute insignificance of life to something. Your posts like me, I don’t understand some, some I take for many days without sleep.. My snowy nights cozy your feelings .I romance your sweet minds...a weak jerk on my emotions, you make me laugh., People who are me. The people who are alone in the croud. People who wait for something always though there is nothing yet. just like that. Each one. Me.

Always I thought I was the only one with plain fantasy and I was the only one to close my eyes and see a thousand things around running like bacteria in a microscope. I thought I was the only one who liked the wind. Fancy even the smallest dot on a paper. Who frame sentences seeing something. I thought I was the only one who had a thousand things to tell. I thought I was the only one who spoke to myself more than to others. Always thought I was the only one who loved the sky.

But I knew people had problems. Still poor me thought I was the only one who was pained when it rained!! I knew People died. Still eccentric me thought I was the only one who loved to die. I knew People loved songs. Still I thought I was the only one who had thousand heartbeats when it played. I knew all had friends, still I thought I was the only one…

Now I realize you too…

I know most of you are sleeping. Who knows some will be crying in the bed ?? Even in this late night. You will be, I know. Even if you have no problems you might be crying, may be without tears...because you are I. May be without any reason you will be thinking of infinite things which has no meaning at all...just because you are I

I know I am real. But can't accept that you are.Still you have to be,because you are...

Eashwar

P.S. me know you have you and me within you. So this post is out of jealousy of you having something more than me:) and selfish me is afraid of all being different human beings.

My Likes -2

My Team

MARS team rocks my life these days even to get me the coffee without even telling the number.They know my likes!!

My likes-1

The third day I reached here my Big ones asked what do I miss the most!it was too earlyto tell,still I told the obvious...
After so many days he asked me what i liked the most in the UK.
I liked many things and I think i shld post it one by one....series begins here!
1) My house

House is really good and we all love it, all the houses here are cool and since there are 3 of us, we have a big one. Three bed room one and I have selected the room with the blue paint. The attraction of the house is the barbeque place with the garden. Awsome!

Hat nomination and the Curries

Today i was nominated for the "Comedy hat" at my office. Me,for ordering a Chicken Tikka Masala at a Curry restaurant! while we were having the team outing Thanks to Steve,who did a bigger comedy otherwise the hat would have been on my head for the next one month.Havoo...

Got exited by seeing the menu,Kerala chicken curry,Kerala prawn curry and ended up ordering CTM...When one person orders for seven people this happens! They wanted me to decide the menu for all of them because they really are not able to pronounce each of them but they just rely on the numbers that represents them in the menu card. So I thought I would be able to make them have everything that I like and I shall have something spicy(nothing is spicy,you know)

It was a big comedy for them as they never order Tikka Masala at a curry restaurant ,which I hardly knew. Message was sent to the big manager from the restaurant itself and his reply came “love it”, thereby nomination as well…

Days are sunny,Software is difficult,Nandita is beautiful,Coffee machine is huge,India is far,Ram is hungry,Dreaming is an art,Sleeping is joy!!

No mood to write.Good night!!

My Lady -part1

Today my Amma was telling me about a proposal that came for me(please don’t laugh:( .Leave the girl .The parents are both Bank managers. Hearing that itself I told I don’t like Bank managers. Obvious statement from Amma came "Im not telling you to marry...

So to avoid these kind-a-proposals. I have made 20-lifestyle statements for my prospective wife. Every yes carries 1 mark. Every no carries 0 mark. The girl should be atleast-having 15 for consideration (atleast 2 if I fall in love:).

The statements are as follows:
1) I don't mind carrying a gun for my safety
2) I’m someone who likes kuppi vala than gold bangles.
3) I’m someone who reads the Vanitha and after 2 days recollects only the photo in the cover page and nothing else!!
4) I’m someone who has finished seeing all the serials in the whole world and who is fed up of it.
5) I would prefer KSRTC than a Private bus to travel in Kerala.
6) I’m a fan of Luttappi and Shikkari Shamboo
7) I’m a girl who prefers a cup of coffee than a glass of milk, when offered both.
8)I check all the rates across shops before I buy something costly.
9) I know what all are the ingredients required to make Unniappam.
10) I can tell you the name of my Grandma's Grandmother.
11) If given a chance I would love to spend the whole night on a beach just watching the sea.
12) I would definitely try the new recipes that I made with myself before serving to my hubbby
13) I’m someone who loves to sleep in a house with roof tiles on a rainy day than one with concrete roofs
14) I would love to share a part of my seat to someone tired, while traveling.
15) I’m someone who will always be aware that I'm carrying an umbrella and never forgets it somewhere
16) I will invite my nursery school friends for my marriage
17) I will stop an auto in the middle of the journey if I feel the driver is cheating me!
18) I’m a lady who would force my managers to grant a 10 months maternity leave or otherwise resign the job without hesitation.
19) If I get a big recognition, the first thing that I would do is to call my home.
20) I dare to tell anyone that” “I have a dream"

How is my idea?? I can sleep now without worries!

Break my chains!

I bought her a garland
The same garland she gave her Groom
I was sad; but I didn’t cry nor did I die.
I knew it was a Garland not for me
Still I bought the one with flowers plenty
Of her like, fragrance, style and say.
Because I knew her as me and me.
I gave her dreams with colors plenty.
The same dreams she took alone, sans me.
I was sad; but i didn't cry nor did I die
I knew dreams could be made cost of free

Today I sing a new song, lines profound
A song that ends with a happy note
I can see a new Sun far east, full moon tonight!
New flowers, new dreams!
Dear! Come out of the darkness, let me see...
Still I’m chained,can’t run to thee
Come, break my chains and make me free.

As expected Enikku(me) veendum(again) vattelaki(mad). Since the last week. Sorry!!
Ram came and as I had told him he got me so much of love +1Popins+2 Munch(chotu)+25 Pan Pasand+1 Five Star +1 Mango Mood +10 Candy Man+23 Gas muttai. All these Desi Sweets is for a presentation, which I have soon. My idea is to give Pan Pasand first and make people soft (remember “shaadi or thum se…”)

I have become a mental- at -work .Though I enjoy it more than the Apricots with Ice Cream and Cream at CH. Meanwhile I heard NIMHANS has an offer. If you refer someone you get Fifteen Hundred Rupees, a radio and a blanket.Please enquire and if it materializes, refer me. Remember! I have changed my name to Parameshwar again.
Now a days I am more confused than my confusions during the SB days (between Amaravathy,New theatre,the Post Office,Vidya Bhavan,…Bhavan….Bhavan).Where to go!
Power Point and Excel are my Big time friends these days. Both act as if they are drunk more than Praveen and Hemanth sometimes.Go here and there and I run behind!
In total,I'm enjoying the madness though too much for my thanlamanda (beautiful head!):)
Pray for me friends!!! Pray for me.

Monsoon Part1

Today Amma was telling me that it rained heavily there.Monsoon begins only in June.Days when children start going to school.This is the normal anti summer spray of nature.

Monsoon used to be so nice in school and college days.Going in the school bus which had the shutters broken and torn here and there and small drops of water pouring through it which makes your new uniform wet and dirty. Sitting in the boring classes with wet clothes with fear of home work not done or done with wrong answers!
Still when it rains and children become lousy,teachers also keep themselves silent as if they also enjoy it.I have seen many teachers going to the window and watching the rain silently.At that time who knew that grown ups have such big issues in life.
Good memory of monsoon would definitely lead to umbrellas.Ayyo.How many have I lost.Am always a forget baby.Pencils,water bottles,pencil boxes everything i lose.But umbrellas were the ones which Amma has cursed me a lot for.

When they come.

Ram is coming

He asked me"what should I bring for you"?

I said 'bring Love'

That's what we don't get here.

He is coming in Jet Airways

Jet allows

So he can bring 38 kg .

Sudeep is coming

He asked me the same question

I said 'bring Laughter'

That's what we don't get here.

He is coming in British Airways

British dosen't allow much

So he can bring only 24 kg.

Totally 62 kg

Of love and laughter!

Today

Today is World Earth day
Moreover My Birthday!
Public didn't know!
Orkut is Public,Blog is my Republic
Everyone here should know
For you read my mind, so do I
And You are my guests
We care for each other, know each other
So remember! Today is World Earth day
Moreover my Birthday.

Everyone say no more...

Friends! if you are a friend Aneesha Baig please let her sleep today. Too much man. She is too tired. For the last three days she was shouting outside Pratheeksha with a microphone ,24*7 ,what is happenning to the Bachan's and Rai's.

Aneesha is just a representative of the entire journalist crowd who had to do their worst job these days. Peeping into someone’s personal life. Bad man bad. I read all the tabloids here and I really don't see our media any different. See how much they exploit some one by telling that the Khans,Rani,Sonia,Vivek etc were not invited, evoking a lot of questions and doubts in the common man.

NDTV didn’t get any picture good so that they were airing glimpses of the GURU seen again and again and again. Funny .In the ad they show Prannoy for the 9 o’clock News they have the punch 'Say no more'.

Yes Prannoy, I’m telling you PLEASE NO MORE.

Yesterday

Yesterday in KBC,
There came two girls.
One was a Monkey!
One was a doll.



Yesterday in KBC,
There came a couple.
One was a Monkey!
One was a doll.

Q & A

Q:WHOM DO YOU LOVE THE MOST??
A:hmmmmmmmmm....................Myself
Q:AFTER THAT...??
A:After that...hmmmmmmmmmm....Sorry i can't
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*KGS Poem

4 days,27 Years.

12 April 2006
Rajkumar passes away in Bangalore .I had some critical projects with my then client Colgate Palmolive. I was working hard to complete it. Suddenly Bangalore comes to a halt. All people gets home by afternoon. I had to stay back at office. I had already taken holiday on 13th so that I don't miss Vishu.Never expected a tragedy that day. I never thought that I'm not going to come back that day. Misses train. Stays back at office. People attack the offices opposite to my building on the Commiserate road. We switch off our lights and works. Finally managers decide to take all the remaining people to the main office in Magrath road. But no Cabs available. Finally by midnight gets some cabs and gets security protection to the other office. I saw a disastrous Bangalore.While we were going, I could see one motor bike driver being beaten up in M.G.Road.People were running around mad. Finally reacheds office safe.

13 April 2006
Completes my work by 3am.Horrible day. Already missed my train the previous day. I had no hope. My greatest dream at that point was to reach at least my house in Jayanagar.Company had arranged a hotel near M.G. road, but I said no. I knew if I reach Jayanagar would have some chances of going home because there were other 3 people who also wanted the same.
4am
I wait restlessly and tired in the reception. Travel coordinator asks every cab to give me a drop. No one agrees. Nobody can blame them, they were afraid. Finally seeing my plight one nice person agrees to drop me at Jayanagar 9th Block. Mean while my roomie Majith who had similar situation calls and says that there was one train at 6.30 to Coimbtore.He says that he was going to the railway station and his company has arranged a cab for him.
My Tata sumo went through the Roads which was almost emptied after a violent day.Small pieces of glasses spread everywhere; of the vehicles which were attacked during the previous afternoon and evenining.Really horrifying.
Manjith was waiting for me at the Railway station and I was going somewhere else. Now I wanted to ask the driver to drop me in the Railway station. I slowly started off saying that I wanted to take my bag from home and go to Railway station. He kept silent. Finally I asked him directly to drop me at the station. He bluntly said ‘no’. I was really upset. What to do? I said that’s fine and we were almost reaching my place,Manjith calls me. I talk to him in Malayalam, I tell him that I won’t be able to make and tell him to carry on.
Kishna plays suddenly after I keep the phone. Driver says that he will drop me at the station .Sudden intuition for him. I run to my home and take the bag already set the previous day. He drops me at the station taking a big risk, going to Majestic. I thanked him a lot.
2.30 pm
We reach Coimbatore station. So relieved, leaving a tensed Bangalore and the joy of reaching home for Vishu.The whole of kerala was in Coimbatore that day it seems. No bus. Will I reach before Vishu kani?,question was disturbing
Finally we get a Bus. But it was only till Eranakulam. Manjith was relieved as his house was in Perumbavoor.
We reach Ankamali by 8 pm and I had to wait for another bus again. Finally reaches home by midnight to sleep for some time and see the Kani.I was happy so was Amma.

14 April 1980
Amma couldn’t even breathe properly as her stomach was full, carrying me. I was fighting hard to come out soon. She was anxious. The wait was too much for her.12 years her after marriage.

15 April 2007
No chance of goin home.Amma misses her son.What to do.

Enjoy that’s all
2 am Kani.10 am Mr.Kutty Arrives. 1pm Payasam.10pm Newly Married BoBo & Tubes Arrives.later...Awesome dinner & Unlimited night of unlimited love stories.

Million Pound Hair cut!

It was last Sunday that I went to cut my hair. First time ever went in a train to just to cut those bits of hair. I heard that there was a Pakistani saloon, which cuts for 5 Pounds where as others cut for 12-15 Pounds. Oh no! So much money just for a hair cut. I remember I was once annoyed with a barber at Jayanagar who took 30 Rs instead of 25 Rs.
My mind was going 50:50; that the barber was a Pakistani. A Nepali taxi driver had told me about the shop. Will he cut my head instead of my hair? was my first thought.
The place Cholmely road,Cemetry junction,Reading, was pretty far from the town center .The shop was good and the boy who cut my hair was around 20-22.Nice guy. Before taking each step further he asked me whether he was moving in the right direction, which I wanted. I have never experienced such a good ambiance and culture in a Barber shop ever in India. Many people have experimented on my head since childhood. Some (most) have behaved like experts and have never asked me whether he was cutting according to my interest, or rather in the interest people who are going to see my head.
But this boy was different and truly nice. His Hindi had an Urdu touch. He looked like anybody in India...I was thinking while he was cutting.
Finally he took 5 Pounds and told me 'Thank you for visiting, Sir!' ,which I loved hearing.
Summary: A Pak youth put knife on my neck, I was not crying nor was he screaming at me...He was just doing his job and I was so happy as a customer. At that point of time we are just two human beings. Nothing else.

Someone to share

These days I have lost sleep. I sleep barely 3-4 hours after a hectic schedule at daytime. I don’t know what has happened to me. Mind is disturbing a lot. Sometimes the feeling that I’m so far from home. Sickness.Reji’s tragic death, Urmi losing her father, big silence after my colleague Sudeep left for India, not being at home for Vishnu etc etc… Many things are disturbing me.


I always had this notion that we should be among people whom we like and love -all the life, rather than being alone. Now it has become clear. I can’t be alone. I see people hanging around in the railway station, in the parks, on the high streets, along the subways, behind the trees, in the lift, on the stairs. Everywhere they hang around.. So happy people. With jealousy, I also feel if I had someone to share my feelings. I searched and searched and searched.


Finally I also have someone. This space on the web. My blog. My sleeping pills. Like any other blogger, a place to ease all the pressures of this life moment. My Girl Friend.My Blue.

Please

Today being April 1,can anyone call my Amma and tell that i agreed to get married?So that we can fool her.Please do that my friends!!!please.....

Some glimpses from my new book -The Lost Hour

Chapter 9.The Bull You didn’t tell me, before coming in my dream Nobody tells; but you should have. For you are real Me, my, you, ours ,all I suppose is a dream But I’m not real, me-these lines Is one of your dreams; for you are me And I’m not real I met her in the meadows; she was walking towards the Bull, where the three men had spent their night.I asked her whether she liked to ride the horse. The pacing steed has always been my passion.

Chapter 12.Thames We came in sight of Reading about eleven. The river is dirty and dismal here. One does not linger in the neighbourhood of Reading. The town itself is a famous old place, dating from the dim days of King Ethelred, when the Danes anchored their warships in the Kennet, and started from Reading to ravage all the land of Wessex; and here Ethelred and his brother Alfred fought and defeated them, Ethelred doing the praying and Alfred the fighting……-Jerome K Jerome, Three Men In A Boat

Later I met Kamala on a red evening at the Thames valley at Reading, A town south of England, half way between London and Oxford. The town was red even without the evening sun. It was three days after I lost an hour in life; I went back to my life as a student. When I used to hate the boring lectures and skulk the classes. May be this is a reaction to all the bunked hours. The Big Ben suddenly marched an hour forward without telling me, it shall march backward but only in winter. Who knows where I am in winter.litereally I have lost one hour in life. Next is spring. And as Porter calls it, ‘spring comes when it comes’. I want to see the flowers blooming in bright sunlight, before I leave to my village 4322 miles away from Reading. Reading hadn’t changed much since the three men had left. It remains the same. The same as it was. But she made the town brighter. All I saw was her blue fingers. The winter had caused damage to her fingers. She looked pleasant and talked all the good things in the world.

Chapter 13.The Bombay Girl Kamala was from Bombay,one of the biggest towns in west India.. Until she was 14 the maximum a vadapav cost was two Rupees. Nowadays ‘Remix’ vadapav can cost up to four Rupees. Having spend so much time in London she knows how to dress superb for a presentation and attract the ladies make over, still words like pakav and apun glue to her tongue. She is a charming young lady who still remembers that the day was navami, the birthday of legendary Indian king Ram. Kamala called her friend Vidhu and told her that the day was Navami and Vidhu was excited.Vidhu was married to Prasoon.Kamala had come over to Reading in search of the Hindu place for her worship where I met her.She had her finger in her right hand wrapped over a white cotton cloth as it had turned blue due to non circulation of blood.Raynaud's syndrome. She had some of her other fingers also on the verge of turning blue. Finally we found the place of worship in the 7,Whitley Street in Reading, where we spend almost 3 hours.There were all kinds of people and all gods of worship. It was a big hall converted into a Hindu place. People were singing Bahjans in the name of Lord Ram. After some time we left the place to reach the Railway station. It was almost 10.30 in the night. Bracknell,where both of us lived was five stations away from Reading. Prasoon had promised her to give a drop to her house from his place.He lived near the Railway Station like me.But I never had a car. We reached Bracknell by around 11 pm. Kamala was tensed as any other women from India would be. The place was empty.Wind was blowing towards us .We walked fast to Prasoon’s house.I told a big thank you for the memorable evening with her before we reached the place as I was sure I wont be able to say so in front of them.

Chapter 14.The Pork Lady Vidhu opened the door. She was a beautiful young lady. She wore light colored dress opposite to Prosoon who wore full black. The main attraction in their living room was the staircase which led to somewhere which I couldn’t see or imagine as I was new to English houses.The silver staircase mostly of aluminium fabrication reminded of my family house back in India which hade huge stair of brown wood which led to nowhere but heavy darkness. A laptop had been left open near the white sofa on which we sat. In a sudden glimpse I could read S-A-S on the Laptop. Exactly on the right side of it was a fireplace with burnt carbon and I could see a small painting kept as if laid unattended by no one on the floor near the fireplace.. But the painting was beautiful and I could make out a river and some boats. I was wondering who the painter was in the house. Kamala was terribly worried about being late and sat as if she wanted be at her place as early as possible. Vidhu was voracious about Sharookh Khan,the Indian actor's show Kaun Banega Carorepathi.To my surprise, there was a question from Kamala “did he wear the Denim Jacket?” she asked, Vidhu said “no it was yesterday”. I said to myself ‘Sharookh,you need to really be careful about your attire and you are a talk even within these women in a remote town in the UK called Bracknell,Berkshire County’. Vidhu was upset over the Pork she ate despite Kamala reminding her that it was Ram Navami. Vidhu was so nice that she kept on asking whether we needed some peena –veena until we stated off in their small car towards Kamala's place.

The Tao of Physics-must read book

The most important characteristic of the Eastern world view - one could almost say the essence of it - is the awareness of the unity and mutual interrelation of all things and events, the experience of all phenomena in the world as manifestations of a basic oneness. All things are seen as interdependent and inseparable parts of this cosmic whole; as different manifestations of the same ultimate reality.
(Fritjof Capra, The Tao of Physics)

Truly wild

The day before announcing in the team that i was his choice for the UK visit, my Manager called me to his room. There were three of them. After some drama (fun). My manager told me(in fact I guessed) that am going to the UK.The next question is the reason for this post.

"Do you have any criminal records?” He asked me. For three of them this was a routine question. They ask anyone who go. I smiled and said no(they were damn sure of my answer).

Paavam Payyan!!

In the cab back home i was thinking about this and was laughing (As usual Smitha and Priya laughed with me without knowing what was the reason I laughed for-:).

The question leads me many years back .Don’t think this to be a cinema story and me the Hero.

I was thinking about those few days i spent behind the bars and when I used to be in the 'hit list' and when I also used to have some names in my pocket.

Anyway those days have gone and the Hit lists have become rubbish.

Where the mind is without fear...

When you thank anyone it should come from the heart,the smile too.when you are happy share it with someone and be more happy.when ou are clear of something ;without doubt,fear not!open your heart and say it!when you have no bad intensions and your mind is perfectly sincere,your life becomes an open book for anyone to read.



When you fail take it as a small gift and correct it. Be confident in life because there is nothing that is permanent in this world. Think that you will die tomorrow, what all you will dare then to do today? All the things in this world which are good is a by product of the sincerity and sacrifice of many who lived here and are living today...

Dare to take life as a good gift and gift others with joy. let no one cry. catch all the boys from the street and give a new cloth to them, give education so that he becomes the gen new genius as anybody else. Give atleast 20% of your salary to the society.

Tonight I am a small spiritual leader...but I really mean it.

Anybody in Bangalore has a celebration, celebrate with…

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Let me see...

Let me see
The way the rain makes!!
Let me see

The freshness of the garden makes me feel-
The warmth of the cloth that make comfort.
Trees that sing the 'no leaves song' .

Let me see
The way the snow dances!!
Let me see

Make me the heaven inside so that
I feel the goodness of each pass by, the souls .
Love that make proud of the world so bright.

Let me see
The children laugh!!
Let me see...

The Globe theatre - the Othello, Anton...

Once i was a student in the famous rather fabulous, pretigious rather precious S.B. College. This is a place where the authentic Shakespearian people run around, where heroes of Shakespeare theatre really marry their heroines in life. Mostly professors of the English department play the heroes and get fall in love with the girl (students!!-The smart ones) who act heroines.

That is not the reason anyway that when i was there they decided that both hero and heroin be males. That was because Mr. Simon made a good Cleopatra. Excellent!!

Now after 11 years am at the Shakespeare place and the day i celebrate my birthday there is a lot of celebration at the Globe theatre and i will be there ...because the day next is his birthday and there is a three day celebration at Shakespeare’s Globe21, New Globe, WalkBankside,London, SE1 9DT.

Bharath Poised!!

Me with my friends at Reading...Hard brain storming

Bigger community ...serious discussion

Happy children...

The Chocolate Shop!

ok.most of you would be knowing that i'm researching the retail market in UK and most of you may not know that my client is Masterfoods.they produce the famous Mars ,Snickers ,Galaxy ,Milky Way -bars and chocolates

I went to Masterfoods and they gifted me with a Mars Delight multipack(new product)having 10 bars inside.let me tell u in their in reception they have kept a lot of bars in many baskets for people to pick.next time i have made plans to pick a few.





More over Caroline was so nice that to demonstate things she got me all the type of chocolates.eat now,take home,bitesize,fun size,boxes,special boxes,sugar,multipack,filled bars...

my desk has become a chocolate shop with Masterfoods brands and competetor brands Nestle and Cadburys.latest one being the Nestle HEAVEN.Heaven is really awsome.I have almost finished it.

dont worry!i dont like to eat alone.i will give you on my return.ok.

Children of Heaven

i think these days i am being so much emotional about children.The last few posts had some stories of children and people started asking me why am i not posting something related to uk.yes ,this time.



it is 11.30 pm and i just returned from a nearby town called Reading(read it red-ing) with my friends thushar and manoj at the weekly RSS Shakha at a mandir.I joined RSS as a child so did i grew up with it.so does many hundred children around the globe.we really have a lot of fun and happiness there.

i played a lot with them sang and had fun.and the inthu which they have is remarkable.i loved it

The way i always...

This is self-pity one, this post.
The way i'm and the way i always was.
Today i called up my mother and we were talking about the boat tragedy in Kerala, killing 15 small children. She was literally crying.

I know every mother who saw this would be crying.

The two children you see are twins and the man in the picture is their father. He has lost everything, everything in life.

Bloody Achuthanandan,.. .What are you and your team doing?? No safety measures, nothing! i feel shameful ...

I have lost everything for sometime,thinking about the twins Amritha and Aswathy. As i always ...

My new Camera

The Pictures that i never wanted to miss.The moments which i can always sleep with.

For the first time in life,i bought something with my money.Thecamera cost me 175 pounds including memory card of 512 mb.

The Sony W35 is a good one it seems.I took the first picture outside and here it is!

The golden brown building at the far right of the picture is my company.

So watch the photos coming up.Iam thinking of starting a photo blog as well.

No sleep tonight

The first thing that i enjoyed in UK was the cab and the driver who came to pick me up from the Heathrow airport. A English-well built man came and picked mine and Pavi's(the girl who came with me) one bag each and walked towards the car.

Think of 70 or 80 years back or beyond ,how my countrymen used to carry the bags of these people not because they came for any business discussions but because they conquered my country with the gun.

Now he picks my bag, opens the door for me. Great!.Because the world has changed and the people...

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11.11 pm

I'm watching SWADES in Star Gold .Pani lo pani ,pacheesh paise ka ek glass...the boy says.Ek glass leeno na,sir.He asks!Tears are falling down from SRK's eyes.I think i'm crying more than him....

"Rage, rage against the dying of the light"

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears,
I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I think this is the most beautiful line ever written in English.I love you Dylan.I love you!!

UK jokes starts!!

My first party in UK came on Friday, the day after Snow. I saw the BBC on Tuesday when it predicted that the Snow is coming on Thursday and I was thrilled to see it as I never did in my life.

The children here were more thrilled than me when it came. And “when it came, it came” and the whole world around me was painted white and white packets of snow was falling from the sky like small pieces of white paper.




So cool so cool Snow Snow...


I forgot where I started.My first party was organized by immediate boss Catherine Hynes.She had organized for an ice skating in a nearby place. I went and got afraid and didn’t participate because I feared of breaking my bones.I was stunned to see the small little ones playing and dancing in the indoor ground where ice is made artificially.

In the evening the party round one was organized in an Australian Bar in a place nearby called Reading.People turned up by 8 and started enjoying

Round two was organized in a Club called Revolution and there were more people there as time passed by people kept on joining and started to behave the way it should be in English parties. Their way of drinking and dancing is something to watch.It is fun to see people getting wild and making weird noises.

Am lost

You people might be thinking what happened to me in the last one month with no updates in the Blog.

My life has changed a lot in the last one month. It was all of a sudden that my manager told me to go to London

And when I reached Britain I saw the sky. It is as beautiful as Bharath but the earth has changed a lot.

My eyes which is used to the sights of the mighty Monsoons has now opened itself to the whitish snow; a shift that has shattered my mind, my body and my resolve.

Jan 9th

Today is a very significant day in my life as I complete one year in Symphony. It is a significant day because my retail experience stated counting exactly one year back,
The last one was very important in the retail context of India as well. The year I stared my acquaintance with the retail industry, the retail scenario has a new charm.

The India Inc showed bullish trends in total; across industries. Especially in retail where the new players started punching in and all global retail giants started dreaming India. More important is the fact that the top Indian Corporate houses now have a retail dream.

Kumbhakarnas everywhere

Kate asked me what my New Year resolution was and I replied ‘not to sleep in office’.

She termed it excellent and told me she too has the same resolution

I understood that people sleep in the office across continents

Saddam's Death and the Pseudo Anti - American Show off

2007 started off with a lot of thoughts. As the weekend was long I thought of traveling and this time the destination was Chamundi hills.

The train journeys gave room for some thinking on Saddam and his sad death. The fact that he supported India on the Kashmir issue public ally when the major Muslim countries backed Pak; evokes a mood of sympathy for him.

But rather I’m stunned by the row that has taken place in my state over the issue. The pseudo anti American show off by the Left and the Congress makes us ashamed about their political guardianship .Another significant thing is the over reaction of the media to over highlight the issue as if a hero of Indian origin had been killed.

Saddam deserved death as he always tried to destroy human beings who were against him and has been involved evoking racial hatred ship. Declaring a bandh on the killing of this kind of a person certainly makes one think fishy on the cause. Both congress and Left together conducted the bandh and it was a huge success. Terrorist organizations like the NDF and PDP took to the streets and marched along with the Left and the Congress leaders shouting slogans against America and Bush. They even attacked the City bank in Cochin

My dear leaders of Kerala” Killing of Saddam is not the killing of a Muslim; it is the killing of a former president of Iraq. Iraq is an independent state, far away from India. Please don’t cry so much on his death. The seeds which you are sawing now will one day become a deadly tornado and wipe you out into the depth of chaos. Don’t encourage Muslim fundamentalism in the name of secularism”

Joyious week gone.

The last of December was fun filled at the office.A fun committe was formed and they were organizing events.The Biggest one was the theme selections that they did each day

SOOOOOOOO MUCCCCCH FUNNNNNNNNN


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