You are an idiot

Not much you know,

you beautiful doll,

a fairy story,

you lead it alone.

You don't stretch long,

put it to me though.

I will solemnly make you feel,

the love mountain you wanna heel.

You think you are an idiot

but thats the point I bought.

You laugh out loud

where life makes no sound.

Eyes that carries spark,

why to fear?

no matter how dark.

Not a priest

so looking for wisdom;

Just a poet

and wants your magic to turn on.

You think you are an idiot

but thats the point I bought.

Evening is no good,

till you join me for a walk.

Silence is the way I propose,

else,

you have your own way to talk.

Feel the vibes,

let the love subscribe.

You just need to raise hand,

If you think you are an idiot

but thats the point I bought.

A red band

Wish I can see you smile,

for hours and hours.

People may object.

Who cares? Who cares?

I am just loosing my heart

and here it goes.

Nervousness is around

nearness it shows.

Is it what you are the one who is called god?

or all sense I lost?

Its just I am amused

how beautiful you laugh

and in that the way your eyes get closed!

I am awaiting now when will we meet?

to give our excitements a clean cheat.

A red band I tied,

possessive I am and

my feelings are implied.

You wonder,

shy, how could I play like this?

Its not I am not mad

but a little more this time.

See the moon and the more it shine.

I am just in

say it more loud

so that you feel you are mine!

oh girl divine,

be my valentine!

I am involved

Why am I not feeling the vibes?

Why even short of words?

When there is someone on the door,

Why am I so close?

Isn't it love an apt?

Why don't I share the feelings I kept?

Its my time now

but should I say only if I feel?

or should I wait till life reel?

Till this time,

I was the one who decide about me,

Is fate asking me to give

the remote of my life to "SHE"?

Think about it

and vote too,

and I am just supposed to say,

"I am involved too!"

An enterprising - 24*7 boxing net!

The more number of times you roll your chair, paper pad or point pan, the more you come close to reality of profession. It is very whimming to stick to the principles you set forth before you enter in to the regime of client objectives and time comes when you find yourself really shocked in the muddle of wrong practices.

I was thinking a lot why should not government protect the group of few enterpriser no matter business men or professionals? Why are only private institutes or associations keen to save their dying practicing members or small business men whereas they have left open these few bunch of young dudes on the integrity and ability. There are various laws on women and child protection, wild life protection, KYC norms regulations etc. but hardly a good law to cover the enterprising issues and grievance.

Who is taking risk and leading in a new world? An enterpriser.

Who is creating employment in various formats like associations, outsourcing, agreed upon procedures, free lancing etc.? An enterpriser.

Who is developing new systems though may not be fortune 500 processes? An enterpriser.

Who is making a country self reliant? An enterpriser.

Government has introduces here and there relaxations and reliefs for these people but are they really enough for an enterpriser to consider a last hope? Is it what enterprising left only to be understood as "Risk Taking" and let young people wonder it as a distant dream? Why does he/she suffer when he is the one taking all risks or risk taking is nothing but to suffer that way?

Let me ride you on enterprising horse once. He is required to take shop registration (with bribe for sure), pay profession tax liability of his and on behalf of his employees (feels like he is paying a price for the employment he has generated and add the value of bribe again), work in the norms prescribed in the respective governing act (where he might have dreamt of his own set of rules), deduct tax on slab rates of his employees (whereas his own tax is being deducted without any slabs or very lower slabs than that of his employees), take responsibility of factory and workers law, (is it like workers work only for enterpriser?), give extra protection to female participants (could be more than her own wife or daughter), and what not!

There is nothing discouraging or offensive I ever try to put on my blogs or this is also not a frustration of being an enterpriser. These are just waves of my thoughts I encounter seating in my office. If enterprising would be coming from lubricant offers or attractive bucks, there wont be fun of thrill inside. Most of us feel exploited from our boss, isn't it? Feels like boss is nothing but a replica of RAVAN or no less than a Bollywood villion trying to miss behave with your heroin. No matter you are senior or someone's boss too! However, somewhere lies a fact is, those who feel victim of bossism, never understood the blood and pain one has to coal to run the train of enterprising. How come, being an employee, one can understand that pain? For that you need to be in the engine and burn.

You just can not put it in words how do you feel being an enterpriser? How fast you pump in breathe of confidence seeing your silver name plate on your cabin in spite of having a monstrous night yesterday worrying no collection for the month? How do you joy the entrance of a new person in your office no matter never become your client or never reward you back? How much do you enjoy those fast breathes when your client is signing a cheque you desperately wanted? How much you thank in air knowing there was no god or magic but your own efforts in achieving the yellow notes you tagged on your table? How interestingly you wait for even a single word of appraise when you have not heard one since ages? How special you feel when you see your own advice being followed by society at large or no matter even by a CHAIWALA nearby?

Happy not being an employee for even a second!

Enterpriser live long!

Worries in life?

You enter in a new year but unfortunately with the same heart and same mind. What's gonna change than? Whats gonna make the difference than?

Every day when I go to sleep, I at least give 10 minutes to think on what did I do today? Not why or how? What matters here is existence and not the reason behind that existence. Remember, even god has to come on the earth more than once. Not because he come and sweep all sins on the earth but he is also a creature born by time. Like we die, he also disappears. He takes birth the way human being has practiced and the beliefs undergone before his birth and he says bye so that someone else can take place of his.

If you could just rewind your life, what you could find is overcoming from all the situations you once thought would be really difficult for you. Its not about praising once own but to believe in things happened because you wanted them to happen, because you kicked the hard work ball to the right net and not last but the least is things happened because they were being taken care off no matter how and why.

You know why we are always stressed of by one issue or other because the hormones of rising continuously and timelessly is in we human animal only. Before we could just fit in the small little school benches, we thought colleges are better. Before we could just ride the bicycle, we thought cars are faster. Before we could just earn few chucks, we thought being millionaire is fabulous. We need that growth, attention and applause at the lightening speed. We human being have done every possible ways to catch the eyes of the people by earning lots and lots of wealth knowing no one sees your wealth or your belongings more than they want to see you.

He developed money. He started exchanges. He developed the study called economics. Not only that but he created a system of government which exchange too. He then moved to wealth adding houses, cars, gold and metals to add his social values. He didnt stop with real wealth. He created artificial and invisible too. Goodwill, patents, trademarks and top of that created credit cards, visa cards, foreign travel cards (all plastic money) etc. How far will he go to save the existence of money by losing it own?

Is it what really worries in life?

Symptoms of life

The rain was never beautiful before,

Clouds were no such blessings.

Who was knowing singing my love?

You know it or not

agree or not

but Its YOU

who made me see the Symptoms of life!

How come this world has became a better place abrupt?

Why am I accepting living as apt?

You come and whisper in my ears,

Disappointment goes and where are those tears?

Who was knowing laughing my love?

You know it or not

You agree or not

Its YOU

who made me feel the Symptoms of Life!

Life was just passing before,

see now it has started LIVING.

I tried vain to put life in commas,

you crossed all such boundries

and I never realised

when I fall part of this drama?

Who was knowing loving my love?

You know it or not

you agree or not

Its YOU

who made me sense the Symtoms of Life!

Sang Tere

Teri nigahon se,

Teri hi raho se,

kareeb se gujare jindagi,

Tujhe hi dekhoo main,

Tujhe hi janu main,

Tera Sukriya karu me kaise?

Thami hai yeah sassein,

Juki hai yeah aankhein,

Kahu kaise aab ye dastaan,

Sang Tere, Sang Tere,

Sang Tere....

Koi kashish hai

hawaon main Sang Tere.

Hai kaha dekh tu duriyaan,

Saans leti hai ab yeh darmiya,

Dil yahi janta

bas yahi manta

hath se hath mil jaye yaha,

kuch nazar ke kinare,

khwab dekhe hamare,

tu bata!

Bhiga bhiga samaan hai,

sang pyar jawan hai ab mera,

Sang Tere, Sang Tere,

Sang Tere...

Koi kashish hai

hawaon main Sang Tere.

Sang Tere, Sang Tere,

Sang Tere...

Koi kashish hai

hawaon main Sang Tere.

P.S.: This song is romantic version of "Bin Tere" from a recent Bollywood movie "I hate love stories" star cast being Imran Khan and Sonam Kapoor. This song is originally written by Kumaar and here I have just tried to add some love instead of the original isolate feelings of the song. Please listen the very beautiful original song with some heart taking guitar work in Bin Tere

The pace of life

A pace of life is really (usually we name it "time") a mystery. The day when you can hear even the noise of your ceiling fan, its going slow. The day when you can not hear even noise of your loved one, its going fast. There is hell lot of literature on going in the past is crime but than am I human?

There are nets and nets of time in the mind. One net connect to other and start a new. You are there very center of the net but can not move. You know you are the dinner of the past time spider but can not move. Who does want to move? You love to be eaten by time.

You might be knowing spirituality, psychology, science, meditation or any other damn technique to live up with the time. When time comes sad, you can not do anything, your eyes will say it. When time comes good, you can not do anything either, your eyes will sing it. Let me share with you an experience. When I was travelling from Vijaywada to Vizaq two days before by train, there were bunch of beggars passing by. Someone was bagging in name of the god, someone was singing a Tamil song, someone was bagging for his age and illness. Someone was creative in all of them was a 12 or14 years young boy.

He was bagging for peoples not for me. He has two chalks with him - a white and yellow color. He was painting in the corridor of boogie. He painted SHIVA, painted LAXMI in few seconds and asked for money to passengers. He was happy with 1 rupee coin or 10 rupee note whatever given by them. There was no plea in his eyes. He was feeling like working in his own way and not bagging. Somehow I love poor and struggler. They carry their self respect and don't like to exchange it against money.

He did not forget to clean the train by his rubber which was applauded silently by my eyes. I liked his skills and don't know why? Is it because was he a real painter or I used to paint in my childhood as well? I wondered how could he be managing his passage of time? time of life? Has he ever felt boredom?

Before my ever thinking mind stops, he left the boogie with all not describable pride.

"God Bless You!"

Slow.

Unmovable and a blow.

Yes, my heart had a blow

Non-happening it was,

whatsoever we were close,

There was no reason for me to show

and on top of all

you left me saying - "God Bless You!"

How silly I was na?

Never knew who is that named god?

I had seen only your road,

She was you for me,

everything and ever good,

every reason for my mood.

How would I come to know god than?

Why should I worship and take pain?

Non-happening it was,

whatsoever we were close,

There was no reason for me to show

and on top of all

you left me saying - "God Bless You!"

I had left the home

with a hope

that I can make of my own.

How does it sound to be without you?

I dreamt HOME because of you.

You crossed me I can glimpse.

You never turned back

that I wished.

Non-happening it was,

whatsoever we were close,

There was no reason for me to show

and on top of all

you left me saying - "God Bless You!"

In the state of Rajnikanth

10.30 AM. I am on the way to site from the guest house by car. We are in the Ranga Reddy (sounds like a Ram Gopal Varma movie, isn't it?) district of Andhra Pradesh (AP) very nearer to Secunderabad. The district is not much populated than urban areas of AP. You find lot of scattered jungle area and few beautiful lakes here and there.

What do catch your eyes in AP are the dazzling colors. Hoardings, shutters, school walls, ambulance, bikes, clothes anything you see are of dark blue, yellow or red color. They just love yellow color. Anything which will NOT suit with yellow, they will mix. Have you ever seen a hospital hoarding (plus signs, remember?) with yellow color. If not, see right.

Just like the curve of "y" in yellow, AP people sounds curvy. They can not digest a heavy bulk of rise if they don't curve or enlarge the "Y"..........YYYYAN-MAND-GAN-YAYYANJAT...!

Even hoardings are not readable for you till you see products inside. One of the hoarding was having a picture of the local god wearing yellow scarf, red TILAK, yellow jewellery, red DHOTI and black short blanket. "Is he Govinda, the famous actor?" I could not stop joking. "He's Venkataraman Subramanyam, our sacred god!" The coconut headed driver had an angry look on me. I realized the value of my degree today, else, he might have shown me a sparkling knife and killed me there itself.

That yellow, red and black color god would be angry on mankind of all part of this state. The secret I found here is no god has made man. On the contrary, secret is, it is the man who has made god the way he wants him to. The way he likes to. Else, which god would like to dress like Govinda?

"Who is the favorite hero, here?" I asked to him just to let me feel some comfort (or I wanted to nullify what I said last just to protect my life don't know?).

"Rajnikanth, sir!" he had a pride in his voice. "All Tamil people worship him. There are lots of temples of him and you can see his photo in each house. Earlier, Chiranjivi was there but now he is in to politics." I could sense the Tollywood (Tamil movies) impacts on his face, in fact, I could see on the whole state.

It would be of no worth to ask him the name of prime minister because everything surrounds him was Rajnikanth. If he finds out messages in my mobile on Rajnikanth jokes, I will be found killed in any of the highway nearby. I can not repeat my mistakes. There's kind of an urgency and swiftness anything they do whether its wearing glasses, opening the car door, moving from one place to another or anything. They will keep you abreast that you are in the State of Rajnikanth.

What does it make you mature?

Growing life is threatened isn't it? It seems things become serious every time you grow. It is horrifying to realize that life is going to a shell, going to die. If you are being trained, you are being forced to become mature. You are being labeled as mature. You have been shown off as matured to the people - "See, this is my son/daughter and he is running his own office or she has cooked this MOHANTHAD!" Unfortunately, maturity is always required to be proved to society where it should have been otherwise understood!

Maturity is not godly but created on earth. A man made thing! You have been hearing this so many times - "When will you become mature?" where you hardly understand in which school you missed this lesson on maturity?

Maturity is never come by age or gender. You take example of any festival. On NAVARATRI girls ask for a better husband, on Diwali you ask for a LAXMI (wealth) to enter your life, on Ganesh Festival you ask for luck. If praying and worshiping is just asking than why there is something like hard work, passions, determination and dedication? Those who are weaker in later have chosen the former. There should not be ban or bar on worshiping or praying but it should be backed by KARMA for sure. Else, it is only demanding and demanding which is never meant to be a prayer. In prayer, there is a content and warm acknowledgement for whatever achieved and not but the least; trust even if nothing is achieved.

KARMA is the activation key for maturity. Come in the field, don't just be an outsider. It is a challenge even to the so called great god to live here in the society. Be brave.

Human being will have to now think beyond god. Not to go so far but to look around and what he can respect (not worshiping because in worshiping there is an inequality) is other human being. This respect should be shown no matter however old age, no matter what is the position, no matter the tradition. Respect is to the existence. Respect is to that human being who is always a part of nature, fighting to search the purpose of the life whereas there is none. Even if, nothing great has been made, he has lived here like you, me and all. Remember, greatness and failure is defined by we human being only. We create it and we only judge it. The followers and examiners are one. If you want still judge it than its good till you don't insult someone's existence here.

This Diwali, in fact start from the New Year, you take care of someone's existence.

What does make you mature is when you take care of the other existence. Go, start respecting!

From Fantasies - Day 1

Preface

I have been a great fan of stories and scripts. It was always a dream to write one. This story is about fantasies of my mind. A dictation of chat going on between me and my conscious mind. That conscious world is put in to one character which will be introduced shortly in Day 2. I am also part of the story and will be in touch with that character throughout. I am like any other normal human being, like you, who is in search of life and other concepts. I have no planning how and where this story will lead to. Nothing concrete or solid decided in advance. May be just 2-3 days or 20-30 but I wanted to make it spontaneous and live. Actually, it is nothing but a trial and error theory while self-learning.

Hope for a positive response from readers.

From Fantasies - Day 1, The Entrance

A silence! Purposeless silence. In the middle of a solemn jungle, between twists of branches, a new dawn has started. 3 AM and sun was still sleeping. What was living there few screams of wild animals!

Last night was a New Year night! I don't remember how and why I was lying there. Could be a dream, how come such a horror then? My body was paining seems like ran for 500 meters in Olympic. Half awake I had to discover the uncovered. Is this a result of global warming? Have I gone mad or an unconscious mind attack? Am I the only human being left in this world? Why and how come? When the body had no life to move, mind was agile enough to think.

One who was always in love of his solitude, was searching for the life. I could understand the feeling of the Adam today. Human needs human finally.

No matter wherever human being has placed his foots, on moon, sea or earth, first thing he developed was naming. I was in search of the name of that place. In fact, was really wondering any alone place still existing in the world? Dracula looking trees, the noise of the creatures, a small river passing by. Aah! There was some pain in my leg.

If this is a dream, first time, I hated this fantasy world. I will never sleep next time better continue writing.

Or from than onwards, is it going to be the truth?

Only courageous can love!

It's so simple

to say yes.

Why are you so afraid?

If it has to be love,

your risk will be worth paid.

You may fall,

you may fail,

not just once but

thousand and one time as well.

You can't be a frog,

seat in the wall

and wait for the rain to shower.

Go, search intense,

Make yourself first uncover.

Don't cling on me,

you can flip me for sure.

World is crowded you see,

your heart should jump up

and yell

"that's the one and that's he!"

Not trying to be a teacher,

who am I to teach you love?

I am just here

to make you courageous

because only courageous can love!

When every one is getting engaged...

Day in day out I hear this news now that someone is getting engaged. So I had to write this how does it feel when you are asked first time - "Boss, when are you planning to marry, now?"

As I have been talking about mind (which use to remain in past only) never accept the fact that time has already came. Time is arrived to think about going two and getting married. It's not an event but a process. This happens periodically in a human being life but it looks so sudden amusement to mind because mind loves singing the songs of past. Past made up of school life, college life and career life. No body, trust me, no young generation would be planning for marriage. How come they plan for them? Their parents, their teachers, their friends, neighbors, peers - all are talking about making a career. That too starting from the standard 10. Remember or not but this number 10 used to be a very freaking dream in our life since then everybody has mechanized youngsters mind to make a career. Then comes 12th. Then comes graduation, a professional degree, a decision to start own or to get a job, further study? Oh I forgot the salary jumps and money making advices. See, we never being told during this era to think about getting married or selecting a partner because what has been shown as a target is career.

In making that career, we have given up everything. Sleep, innocence, education (make sure we get degrees not education), family, town, social touch, sports (please don't forget that which could have been emerged as a career itself) and what not! We certainly end up getting a good career, degrees and self-confidence. Then now what is this marriage? Why do people want us to tie? This confidence itself is now questioning to all those who mechanized us for career because now you have started thinking yourself. You have started applying your mind for your own. How can you accept someone's decision for your life? Then education becomes a curse because an educated mind will think logically. What is the logic of getting married? - He can not accept it as a mere existing truth because now that mind is habituated for thesis, laboratory tests, analytical processes and other craps.

Parents and children stand on their own boarders. Formers are experienced and later are educated so where both wrestlers are equally competent only work left to the refery is to check the time. Children and parents! A very beautiful and somewhat strange relationship! When you are child your parents will take your smartness as their own pride but if you are smart enough to delay your marriage date they will be annoyed of your smartness. They always wanted you to get well educated but if you are too educated not to believe in holy concept of marriage then they will be disappointed of your "n" number of degrees. You could be an IS officer but can not be unmarried. Children, on the other hand, don't know how to speak when they are child so they cry and make their parents understand and when they become young, educated now language even won't be enough to make them understand. Top of all, their ego won't let them cry as well.

Nobody is against marriage. Nobody can mechanize or let me use this word - hypnotize a human being not to marry. Those who say they don't want to get married are playing with themselves only or are confused whether to go in or out. Don't make it definite like it has to be arrange or love or live in or anything because then you are talking about way and not about purpose itself. Parents, sometimes, are afraid of their own children that they won't get married (or should I write afraid of not getting married in the way they want them to) but they have to understand a human being is never that sort of animal who can live alone. Scientifically, no animal can. Animals are better because they have not made it definite like 7 round circles, a holy priest, a red powder or just two signatures but then it makes me think they are human beings only who love traditions.

In end, commitment is the cap of courageous. Be it.

Letter No. 1 - To My Missing Luck

Dear Luck,

It is my utmost pleasure to be on the earth - no matter you are far away. Please don't take it as my ego or it's that I can live without you. In fact, I am little annoyed that you have been so unfriendly and anti-social by not coming home when you were there in the town, in fact in my society, in fact very near to office once as well. Did not you even wait to hear the voice of your all favorite Chinese bells? Do you steel annoyed as I am more nearer to Hard Work these days or did you find me abusing you against people? Is it?

I am interested to meet you not for my sake believe me. There has been lot of talk in the town about you and me and what I think on you. They think I distrust you. There's a rumor in the market, I have a soft corner with Hard Work when they caught me with her at my office. Indeed, there was a title in the yesterday's news paper on me and her relation - "Behind every successful man, there's always a woman!" Please come once and let's solve this.

This will sound annoying but you only tell me how long shall I wait for you? When there's need; when I look back, there's only Hard Work. Her father Mr. Passion has lot of influence on my profession you know? Just because I en-cash his name with my name, I get good clients. No wonder there has been a sound of deposits in my bank account since I am associated with them. There are lot of enemies of them as well but I know you must be knowing good lives make enemies faster. Don't you think so? Sometimes I think its you only who brought Hard Work in my life. If you would not have left me alone, felt me like a failure, I would not have turned to Hard Work. No personal fight huh?

By the way, how's your mom - Mrs. KUNDLI? She had carried me well in my early childhood and predicted that I would be an engineer. See, she was not quite wrong - at least I am a professional. Do send some Hi-vi next time you are in the town. At least a missed call will make me feel friend!

Stay tune!

Except when...

I never like to come second
except when I am following you!
I never think to beg
except when I am proposing you.

I never turned back for people
except when You left me.
I never expect to return
except when you are going.
I was never so alone
except when you were not there.
I am never before so mad
except when you want me to turn on.

I never liked the rain
except when you want me to get wet in.
I was never particular about life
except when you want a one.

"I" am calling.

What is it making a human being talk to himself? Mankind would be thankful to that scientist who will find out a telephone which rings inside human. A direct connection to your own self. I would love to see the screen than - "I" am calling.

In fact, many of us just reject that call. A call which can change your life. So spontaneous, timely, so apt. No schools, no communication teachers have ever made me think on this ever live conversation of me with myself. It works even off battery as and when you are in your dreams. The conscious mind and the sub-conscious mind are like line 1 and 2. Your body system is designed so beautifully that unknowingly your conscious mind swifts to sub-conscious mind where line 2 is active and vice versa. There is a line 3 as well - which is line not at all, let me call it an unconscious line. That's where a human being is found busy.

I have felt that call coming 1000 times in a day. I don't miss it though. In fact, now I am addicted to that call be it in office facing client, be it in social function, be it reading books, be it breathing itself - let me put it like that only. Trust me that call never leaves me alone. It's someone very me. You know? Karthik (Gautam) calling Karthik (Gautam)?

We are so busy and amused from the outer life (You know Work, Television, Bollywood, Parties, your love and etc.) that we have stopped answering that call. Even if we pick it up, for a god shake, we put it on hold. We never tried to listen genuinely inside. We are now what other people want us to be. A pretending always. An actor always. There are rules, rules and rules. Rules to rule and then further rules to break it up. That's known as tradition, culture and societal progress. In fact, utterly bullshit.

Mind is changing let it be. Mind is volatile take the risk. It is in no way selfishness but a way to know your self. It takes courage, guts to pick it up and say Hello to him because no priest, no teacher, no one says it so. That call is very decisive. Indifferent to all but yet very selective and choosy. It can order you mind it. It can order you to slap your love in public if she makes non-sense, can order you to speak the truth to your girl friend if you are just making a fool out of her. No you don't do it because you are afraid of losing her love. It has very strong impact on every organ and breath of your life. That's why it comes very naturally; sometimes uninvited. Usually, in anger, grief, silence or annoyance we reflect that call. We speak just what the call is translating for us in language or silence. Its good but then again we go back and pretend because we just don't like our mind to think naturally, spontaneously and made it a tape recorder.

Give the highest respect; love them if you find any people listen the call of your mind or heart. That is the highest level of transparency or honesty could be! Rest can be deemed contracts or agreements.

OSHO has said so amazingly that you may not find any reason or purpose to pick it up but then one who always asks "what's the purpose in doing it?" is himself meaningless. You have to be meaningless to find a purpose and respect someone's purpose. A state of purposeless can only give birth to a purpose. Look at those couples who go on throwing their own purposes two each other. That won't be a happy couple be it a husband-wife, boyfriend-girlfriend, father-son, sister-brother, friends. They are always found on complaining mode. They complain you because they have purpose of their own to be getting fulfilled. How can they do listen you when they have their own purpose to listen for?

So I am not gonna stop that call. Not going to put it on hold as well and with that again my mind has started calling me. Stayed tune with me.

SAPANAO KADI TUTATA JA NATHI

JEVI HATI AVI SARAS,
JINDAGI NE JIVAVA MA MAJA PADI..
HU JA KAINK SAPANAO JOTO HATO VADHARE
KE JINDAGI NE JIT NI AADAT JA KHOTI PADI!

SAPANAO KADI TUTATA JA NATHI,

IKHLAS!

KE A HU JA HATO JE

ANE MAHEL KAHI NE VISHAL BANAVATO.

BAKI MANASH NI VISHATE TO FAKT JINDAGI CHE,

MAUT KYA ANE KEM AAVE CHE?

ANI KHABAR JA KYA ANE HATI?

SHANE DUKHI THAYO CHE TU AAJ-KAL THI?

A TU JA HATO JE CHUPAY GAYO HATO AK KHUNA MA,

KE JYA KHUSHIYA AAVTI HATI

TARA DWARE ROJ TAPAL THI?

HAJU PAN SAMAY CHE...!

TARA MA PAN KOI TANMAY CHE.

JA JAI NE MALI LE AK VAR GALE,

BES BE GHADI KE

DIL NI VAT BAHAR NIKADE.

A TU JA HATO JE BHATAKTO HATO ANDHARA MA,

JYA ROSHANI HATI AMNA NAYANO TADE!

Al-Ikhlas

A live breath,

Two twinkling eyes you got.

A blush from you,

A wave of your PALLU…

In an on-shore cold breeze,

Makes my goosebumps go freeze.

Click, click and click,

My eyes snap you every time they blink,

Invincible are your flashbacks,

Ikhlas! I don’t see any trick works.

I could be strictly not correct in choosing you

But who the hell thought about correctness once saw you?

I am least concerned…

What people think about what I think?

And here I come to know

How did it evolve in the literature – the word shrink?

OOO...HOVE HOVE...!

Navaratri a festival of India and how colorful days are these! Dance is something I always enjoy may it be in the form of GARBA. It brings the inner side of you in front of people and how much artistic you can be. No matter it has a devotional touch in dance form, you don't need to believe in god to feel the beats, to play in the crowd, to loose yourself in GARBA. There are people who prepare themselves month before in terms of clothes, steps and celebrations.

I was too curious to know about Navaratri and there's no better teacher than Google. I was amused when I found these facts -

(a) Navaratri is a worship of SHAKTI - The ancient goddess Durga.

(b) Navaratri is celebrated four times in a year.

(c) SHAKTI is in the form of 9 goddesses leaded by Durga.

(d) The name GARBA is came from the Sanskrit word GARBHA (Womb) and DEEP (A small lamp).

This is devotional literature. I can not resist depicting my observations about these cheerful days. These are the days of worshiping goddess and I hear only songs of gods. Ram who killed Ravan on Dusshera and its a celebration of victory of Ram over Ravan, divinity over sin and yet SHYAM is repetitively invited for GARBA. May be because SHYAM who started Ras, started making people dancing on his flute. People accept SHYAM more easily, whole heartedly because their mind is playful like KRISHNA. Mind likes everything which is not static like that of acts of KRISHNA. Freedom is obvious. Ram is determined, stable, a symbol of sacrifice and who does like determination and stability? Determination is boring, difficult to last long.

I see mass dancing in one rhythm with an unknown divine pleasure on sweat faces, the flow of the clothes, the voice of the claps, finding the way from the unorganized mad circles, few chaos, few understanding on occasion, few wave of a smile to person you know. I am one of this generation who do not know whether god exists or not but surely I see them feeling godliness during this season. It brings winter and who will not welcome? Two hours GARBA makes you forget the office life, forget the work to be completed tomorrow. When you walk back home, there is a pleasure inside, a kind of undefined relaxation.

May the next Navaratri come fast and be more colorful!

Be a peacock!

Why is media or some critics so negative about everything joyous that happen to India? 101 medals, a series clinch against Australia and what not! Some people don't know celebrations somehow.

I certainly hate or just can not digest when media or some cowards doubt players attempting genuine or about their honesty towards game or country. Patriotism is not only about standing on the border and fire at the enemies, sings a song of going green or voting at election times. Petrotism is there in the heart, a KARMA and not a fantasy. I understand, though a little, though for the sake of my own benefits, though commercially, but I am contributing for this country undoubtedly by performing what I am good at; to whatsoever extent but I do, something or little for this country and so does these all sportsmen. Who are we to judge their patriotism or honesty about game or country? We should not forget we are just viewers, simple viewers and don't even spent a few bucks to see them live, just serf channels that too by remote and bark on their failures; knowing that they are also human being like us. They do fail, do make mistakes. Have we seen their non-tiring efforts to reach to such a level? Do we rethink on the national cap selection?

Shameful to say this but amongst these non-liking-India or non-liking Indians-group, most of them have left India for a secured life out there in foreign. They sleep in AC, with a beautiful wife who is just a contract for the PR and think about their children's security. Children who knows "YOPE" and "HI" but don't know "KEM CHO" and "NAMASTE". Sometimes I feel they are dead people loaded with complaints, grudges and annoyance about India. India which used to be their first home whatsoever dirty, corrupted or crowded in their brain washed foreign mind! They are blaming because they themselves failed in achieving or making India a better place. Disliking, rude but this is the impression they left in my mind. Just like the old say - "Who would like to make own hands dirty to clean the muddle?" If any of you meet such people, take them to see movie MOTHER INDIA.

Further, they don't only criticize but compare and criticize. Comparison is a worst weapon of a flunk, a looser. He, who lost everything in life or games, will compare your good performance with the benchmark, just to let him feel his ego well. Utterly schoolish but generally true!

We all love games. In fact, we should have one game in life for we can leave anything behind. Than love players. Players made of blood and stones like us. All those who doubt CWG players or cricketers or any damn performers genuineness are cowards. Cowards like me, like you or any viewers. Why to go far? Take my example; I could be in the field of painting, writing or a wild guess cricketer but no. Commercial and professional life with a white color degree is more acceptable. Why to take pain?

Let us not be a spectator only. Let us not assume corruption in sport just because we are used to in our commercial professional life. If we can not stand and give a round of applause on their performance its fine but let us not demarket or doubt someone's thorough involvement, hardcore attempts and invincible dedication. Be a peacock, every time when rain come, start singing and dancing. Be a sun flower, every time when sun rise, blossom.

Be appreciative to be acceptable!

Plumbed!

Ever since you said good bye,

I have stopped seeing the time.

What's the point of hearing that TIK-TIK...

TIK- TIK...,

if the time is not mine!

Sticked there, waiting for you,

is something unhappening of me.

Not coming, not attending me,

why do you be an alibi?

I play back foot

while playing with you...

You don't allow me to score,

plumbed OUT...

and don't give me a chance one more.

Is there any second inning?

Leave it

7.30 pm - Star Plus - SASURAL GANDA FOOL. In an episode, when Ishaan sold off his old scooter, he is missing it like anything and Suhana still wonders what is it in that so interesting? Why old, vanishing scooter is so lovable, in fact, replaced by a new car?

Old is actually stored in the mind. Human mind is designed such that it takes good time to forget the old. Old things, old people, old friends, old gazette keeps a long lasting impact on the mind. It is the time spent with these oldies never let your mind leave them. It is true, you undergo a feeling of guilty while leaving old and feel excited for accepting the new at the same time. This happens while leaving the old girl friend as well. No difference.

I got a BELMONTE shirt with pink color, whitish lines and of cotton. Yesterday when I saw it being used in cleaning the house, there was some pain mind had to go through. It was the shirt I wore first time in office at Bombay. So comfortable, good-looking, easy to go. And now? Devastating isn't it? You may try to avoid that pain but intuitions never leave you like every time I leave the house I see that shirt hanged up on the gate. Than you have destiny to blame!

Leaving and accepting is part of life. We all are mature enough to understand that we have to go on and life never stops but at the end you are human only. Your mind is not mobile that you can cancel or postpone any reminders. Reminders that you don't want to get reminded. Instances that you have thrown in the dustbins. To live you need to leave. Leave love which makes you weak, comes with pain, ends your own enthusiasm. Love is never a shame, shallow, drowsy or dull feeling. Whenever it comes, it comes with joy, enlightenment and blossom your life. Take any celebrity or the one you love. Amitabh Bachchan, Sachin Tendulkar (I can guarantee you these two people are loaded with lot of enthusiasm) - why are being loved so much? Hardly I see them creating any negative vibe, any controversy, anything stolen (anything that they don't possess but represent), anything late (everything is spontaneous).

You take any facet - life, love, success, profession, sport, family anything. Somewhere you need to learn leaving. The best thing you can leave is yourself. That happens when you think you are two. When you start comparing you with yourself. Not for the gain or loss, not for win or loose, just for the sake of survival, the existence. Something better to do. Something better to complete. A totality. Every time when you make mistake, there is a person inside you which has gone wrong. It's not very you but not different from you. You can not order him but surely win him by your silence, concentration, determination, thinking. I am sure we never wanted to hurt anyone but somehow, being human, hearting someone is obvious, part of all existence, natural. Don't worry, turn back and apologize!

Leave each that beat, each that blink, each that breath which creates no sense!

A trespassing

When I see in the mirror,

I am not alone.

A trespassing

and my persona is missing!

I am lost,

it's going, going and gone.

I used to make faces before,

colors were there on it countless,

now no more!

somebody's known,

perhaps my own,

a breathtaking evening,

a beautiful dawn!

Had been a king throughout before,

see its you

who made me a pawn!

Mirror can make magic,

I never knew.

If you come out,

I grab chance a few.

I am falling on you

that's undoubtedly true!

Forget or not to forget

I have been posting on mind too much. Isn't it? What to do though? It goes on thinking, thinking, thinking and restlessly. Mind cannot forget, cannot leave doubts, cannot be stable. A way to make it stable, focus, calm and composed is YOGA (Meditation) but then trust me, a meditated life is boring, dull, without excitements. Just like a T.V. without volume.

At least half of the mankind issues could be solved if man would have controlled his mind but than no we don't want to forget. Don't want to forget that temple or mosque demolished! Don't want to forget that players are human they do loose! Don't want to forget gender bias! Don't want to forget blaming government on each system crisis! Don't want to forget that your girlfriend has dumped you...now move on. That's the way mind is. A mind consisting of RAM and not a virtual memory so that it wipes off your past in seconds and make you see the present more beautiful. Mind carries lot of burden of the past garbage. Even if you control it, I am sure, it will at least raise a question, an issue, an unsettling doubt - "Why does every time it happens to me only?" and then all problems follow like water follow from the tube well in the farm.

In profession, you need to be a great meditate! You forget time you work till, you forget what people are talking behind you, you forget your system takes bribe, you forget if someone insult you amongst 10 other, you forget if the money is not flowing in bank account, you forget if you are abused because your staff cooked it bad. You just forget. Forget all this! This is none of your business. In fact, in my case, none of my profession (Yes, I have to keep myself updating I am in profession and not in business more than my subject updates!)

Watch just last 10 minutes of "ROCKET SINGH - THE SALESMAN OF THE YEAR" which leaves a good insight of an entrepreneurship.

Entrepreneurship is not about making money or to drink wine in a golden spoon, not a fame- making-fun where you are covered by CNBC 24*7, not about claiming your view as the right view every time or let me call it politics itself and not even about making your next generation fall in the same muddle. Let me speak straight, entrepreneurship is about people you deal with. Trust me, no problem is worst or complex than a human psychology. If you are in business or profession, seat in the office for a day (if you like with a cup of tea or coffee) and make a list of people who remember you or smile at you or respect you as a human being when you face them during your working hours. They can be your clients, your own staff, your professional brothers (let me say sisters as well or I will be guilty of gender bias) your competitor, government authorities, experts or even a CHAIWALA daily refreshing your world. If you have made them happy, made them work with you, you are going to survive or there's always an off button.

You yourself are a big impact on people around you. The way you talk, the way you smile, the way you make their problem your problem, you survive. At the other side of the circle, the day you cheat them, the day you shift your guilt on their shoulders, the day you ring them more for your collection instead of updating their ever loaded non sense mind, you are OUT!

Close that business/profession where you cannot win humans! Else, forget it even run!

Feeling blue

Don't know...don't wan'na know.

Where do you lead me?

There are no two ways....

my heart says

feel me,

you bank on me!

You know it well...

mind is not like our legs

so that it stop when we beg!

Clinged on you

mind feels like a cage...!

Feeling blue,

feeling blue...

the only tag on me right now is

YOU...!

Feel the beat - DHAK DHAK...!

"Who am I?" - Isn't it a question to solve?

Existence is designed so strange that unless you put your hands on your heart you don't realize it. To be of the standards of the society, to make money, to find a good girl, we have lost our existence. Not only that, we have forgotten existence of others. I can see people roaming and wondering around me without hearts. Hearts without beating. Hearts made of ice. Hearts which has already taken cheats as -"It happens...! That's the life...!"

You know why love is so quick in spreading in youngsters? Love is a feeling which make them realize their existence faster than any other education, holy book, fun or drama. Young hearts starts beating fast. Trust me, they don't need rain, roses, nature or anything else. They can feel all of them if their hearts are beating for someone. Isn't it a beautiful divine feeling? OSHO has given an interesting theory of STOP. If you are too busy in work, too bored about life, you had a fight with your wife, have a STOP. Stop whatever you are doing. Stop for a while and than suddenly start it. In those few seconds of stop, you will hear your heart beats. That's the magic, that's the crux of the theory! It works.

I really like the way my heart beats, in fact, the way we all beat. DHAK DHAK.....DHAK DHAK....DHAK DHAK....! 1 heart, 2 hearts, 3 hearts, 4 hearts and number of hearts. Can you feel something really divine? Just imagine, if you can hear the voice of each and every heartbeats at a same time. There's no better blessings to human, if it's possible.

"Sahi hai YAR...!"

No medicine,
No blessings no wine,
I only seek few words from you,
if you can say -
"You are mine...only mine!"
What's so good about my poetry...you know?
It's you...only you,
my number-o-uno!
A "Hi" from you,
A tap of you,
A wave of hand,
few smiles exchange,
I am addicted of you,
only of you...!
Why don't you call me as such,
there's nothing matter much.
It looks really ages,
my ears has listen from you -
"Sahi hai YAR...!"

Love-hate who knows?

Liars...just liars!

Those who says they understand what love is!

Neither I trust them

nor I complain.

Love-hate who knows?

Only truth I understand,

in fact I feel,

is you are breathing

and so do I.

Longing for you,

running behind you,

was there in my dreams!

Poor I was!

Yes, how poor I was

searching of you as my destiny

where you were there each moment with me!

Right behind me,

following me!

You & me,

what a beautiful couple you see?

In fact, we are no more two,

one - just one

fixed by love - an invincible glue!

In the name of God

Realization of God is not an event but a process. Don't know why but since I got awareness (not knowledge) of God, I dislike the idea of worshiping MURTIPUJA. Neither I like to discuss it over and over nor like to reach to everyone and stop them explaining who is God? At the end, God is to be understood and to be believed by choice and not by force.

September is always busy for my profession. This month brings GANPATI BAPPA home. My society and actually city is falling more than I fall on my girlfriend (just kidding I don't have any). His fan (of 20's or 30's age) do everything in the name of God. Everything that they can not do otherwise like dancing on a jam-pack street, playing MUNNI BADNAM HUI while inviting or worshiping, gathering and gossiping in working days and what not!

A nature of a human being is that he always praise creator and not the creation. Instead of realizing what they are worshiping, they are happy or joyous in celebrating who they are worshiping. This beauty of worshiping godliness and not the god itself is very well explained by OSHO. He says applause for the dance not the dancer because what remains permanant and ever lasting is dance and not the dancer. We have a wrong belief that we love Michael Jackson, in fact, we love his dance. You know Sir Don Bradman, right? but who is better known at this time? Sachin Tendulkar. Cricket as a game is still the same interesting or even more interesting to watch. Game is pervasive not the player. There is nothing wrong in loving Michael Jackson or Sachin, it's good to love a human being, being a human but surely what shuold be applauded is dance and not the dancer.

This makes me think again. Before you get this awareness of God, you live in dark, you don't realise where you are heading towards. To go, pray or dance against a MURTI of a God, it's better not to know him at all and be content. In later case, you won't be deceiving yourself at least.

Knock the door - Who is a good trainee?

Profession has its own life. You grow, you fall down, you grow again and fall down again. Finally, what should remain when you call it a day off?

Money? - At least a little to live.

Employment? - Yes. So far you don't create only spoon fidders.

Respect? - Is it really required? finally we all are human, isn't it?

Than what else?

Working alone is a treat in itself but when you need to expand your reach you need a team. Remember, you are not Lord Krishna who can be at two times whenever desired. Not even Rajnikant who can be so swift at times. Training is to learn something new every time and pass it on to a new bee the moment you start knowing it. I found Knowledge like money which remains on earth only when you die. Why don't we pass it on to right candidate? In fact, knowledge in which I don't believe and so I don't believe in education. Awareness should be in practice. Spread awareness not knowledge. Awareness is feeling, experimenting, digging, to be drown till a place you find the sea stones. Knowledge keeps changing but not the awareness. Knowledge can be different because it's judgmental not the awareness. Awareness is common.

I am reached to a stage of profession when I need trainees/staff/team. Isn't it strange? One who never worked under someone for even 10 minutes in his life and who never wants to be is looking for someone to train so that he can be employed. That's again thrilling being something to enjoy. I had few interactions with candidates who thrown their objectives to me before I discuss my objectives. Their timings, pay, other engagements, leaves etc. etc. They never asked me what they are looking from me as a trainer? Why should they take training under me? What am I doing in my profession? Before they show me their resume, trust me, I rejected them. In fact, I didn't give chance for selection at all. How can I train people if they want a 10.00 AM to 5.00 PM duty and object-less?

My friends say I am gutsy. Let me tell you, training someone is no less fear factor for me than anything because there is something socially attached too while training.

Why don't I call them, give a book, give a problem and ask them to come with solution? Right person will ring the bell.

Motor Cycle Diaries 4

Yesterday night I wanted to meet Mr. Manmohan Singh because I could not sleep by the noise of street dogs and my night watch keeper's THAK THAK....! This is only a temporary state of my mind reflecting no logic, no rationalism. Pass way was so beautiful followed by little rain and circumference with heavy clouds but it's always annoying if I can not sleep past night. Who should I refer to if street dogs are barking for no reasons. You have to come out in the balcony and give him a heads off so that they stop their bust show.

High on highway, I was undergoing this sad situation of no sleep. A man who has never voted has started questioning the whole political system! Why is prime minister so distance to complain? Why is it not as easy as to complain like raising hand in a school class or yelling to mom if your brother or sister is harassing you? But no. We civilized people have made a chain of authorities to reach to Prime Minister. A chain from which you get angry of questioning and reporting. Poor I am that I don't know legal system to such an extent. May be a Prime Minister is busy like hell. May be he is not interested in individual's grievances. May be he wont be sleeping at all so he can understand a pain of no sleep. That's how it goes and that's how it will be!

We need someone in our life to flush out our frustrations, annoyance without reasons. It can be your mom, dad, brother, sister, friend or a colleague. That's so vital to keep you running. People who say they control their anger and annoyance are lier or they have better zones where they flush it out. Frustrations are like sea birds always come in crowd. If one nets on you, rest will follow. They are scrape of your ever working mind. It hurts more when you don't sleep enough.

When I was thinking about no sleep, a huge truck overtook me. A rain had just showered and the truck flushed out all wet dirty garbage on me. Look, isn't it what I am saying to you is correct?

Machines need a frustration flush out too...!

I am looking for that very me.

It's not just 1, 2 or 3...

there are people and people I see.

Shivering, wondering and among those all

I am looking for that very me.

A time I stay tune with him,

a time I find distance,

he lives somewhere inside,

if not than through out besides.

He's an atheist,

says god never exist...!

He smiles seeing people smiling,

he cries seeing people crying,

that's him - a very human being,

and thats what he goes on singing.

He trusts in what he is

not all about literature is!

He remains on this earth,

and discovers his own worth.

It's not just 1, 2 or 3...

there are people and people I see.

Shivering, wondering and among those all

I am looking for that very me.

Mind is seasonal

A magic!

Yes a magic!

You come like a magic,

Go away and blow my heart!

Look, how mysterious?

Heart is more authentic then my mind!

Mind is seasonal.

never stays with me

but my heart is no less than a baby

holds your finger only to walk with.


The world is large


I afraid you leave me.


The sunrise is about to happen,


stop, turn and let me propose.


Will you be mine, oh, beautiful rose?

God EKDAM Face-to-Face

My nana would be very happy to read this post. He follows without a miss! He only told me one day I will understand these god-love-success and all that.

See, day is came when I have EKDAM face-to-face understanding of god! With the greatest surprise to me and I am saying face-to-face means, he contains no body, no white or yellow color clothes, no big divine circle behind, but certainly full of extreme energy, positive flows flowing. There will be contentment running in your blood. You smile even in miseries and you feel like god. You do realize that power when things are working in your way and unfortunately not when things are against. We human need to have an awareness that god is human finally. Look, things are taken care of. That too since you were in the womb till you would be in the grave yard. Isn't it the same energy? Can you sense it?

Since I am in a profession where I have started it without any background, in a little unknown city with the highly competitive field I feel this power always surrounding me. That's my gratitude! I have been tasted, penalized, forced to take steps back too but if I see myself, both inner and outer side, I can see only growth. I had problems of even standing straight against people and see today I am writing freely. I still remember whatever I had written in my hand-written diaries that I will achieve one day, if I open again, I can mark it "DONE". Why? Did I work too hard? Certainly but I never had that confidence before of that unknown power working for me.

I have that strong feeling that let's not be over protective for god and start blaming everything on humans. Let's not misunderstand that whatever he does is correct else there won't be imbalance here. Remember? There's a good fact I share with you. Water will become land and land will be converted into water so even when there was no global warming phenomenal changes in geography was observed. Cycle of change continues. If it's raining too much, don't cry. If there's an earth quake or train falls down from the track, sense the signal. Signal of nature. Forgive god. Show gratitude for the things came in your way. Feel your god that living next door, a simple human being. Let god, that so called next door human being, take your test. Don't pray just go and ask for the sugar, he will give you. Things would be taken care of. You wonder from whom? With the power of united human being, his good acts and commitment to nature.

And I am sure things will be taken care as well.