The Quintessential thing in Life....

Last two days has been hectic both physically and mentally.. !!!

Travel all the way from Dubai back to India.. Since my cousin granny has reached the foots of the lord.. :( I do miss her in my ways and yes definitely for the few bounty she gives me in all festive and the her home made sweets, which just surpasses my knowledge and limits of taste buds always.. 

Met my cousin at home... and just like any talk of group of lads.. it went everywhere.. and i said i started blogging and also went on for the prompts..and all blah blah...  In no time my cousin asked how about a prompt of one line fiction / non fiction or anything of the sort which makes sense ??? Challenge accepted and i just said i will do a SINGLE WORD BLOG.. !!! here it goes....

LOVE

This one little word has got everything !! and Responsible for every sane and Insane act of life... !!!

To all people in my life.. You are a part of my life cos i love you or you do me.. !!  Just spread it to every known human of everyone's life... :)

Catch you up in a couple of days ;)

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Ruins - Five sentence fiction...

It's all happening because of your father, Who on earth wants to be a Philanthropist these days ??? You dad has done nothing but ruined his money in the name of Social Service.. Says the Wife

The worried husband understands the pain his wife is going through since he couldn't pay the expected dowry for his daughter and 9th potential bridegroom is going to step into the house anytime..

The guy's family just stepped inside the house, eventually saw the photo of an old man hanging on the wall and put a radiant smile...

The girl's family just felt embarrassed that they got red-handed in the process of lamenting...

Before the girl's mother said anything.. The guy's father and mother said in unison.. " We don't want any dowry because WE ARE ONE OF THE MANY BENEFICIARY of your so called RUINS....

P.s Prompt from 5 Sentence Fiction stolen from the walls of a co blogger :D

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Theme Revelation ????

Well if you are a blogger , out of 100, you have 70 % chances of knowing what that means.. !! For just random readers.. and the 30 % of bloggers..  There is something called The A - Z Challenge where tons and tons of readers Stalk and yes hundreds of bloggers take part in a challenge :D For more details.. I hope i gave a working link above :P click it and know :D and for taking part in it.. You can work with or without a theme..  So Theme Revelation is all about today.. where random bloggers say what the theme they are gonna write on... Today implies 21 - 3 -2014.. Taking into consideration, the various time zones :P

First of all I didn't know what the heck was A - Z challenge :P and Theme Revelation.. :D and never had any interest of it since I really know how bad writer I am :D and when i looked at random names.. All were Greek and Latin for me.. Since the bloggers were through out and their writings had an archive for 3, 4 years.. :D My inner feel says Dude.. Don't you think you are reading about a thing which is totally not in your courts ?? :D I went straight to the mirror and could see the other me smirking at me :P

Today I went through a couple of blogs from Indiblogger and found a lot of people taking part in it.. :D and one friend in the network Damyanti  is the co host of the Challenge :D and then Ananya taking up the challenge and posting her theme, with special mention that she is JUST 50 + day blogger.. :P and There goes another Swathi saying she is just 20 + day blogger and posting her theme.. :D Now without even thinking..  All i did was shut the laptop down and continued my work :D

Later One of my seventh grade English chapter about Olympic Games came to thought... and there is a quote...

"the important thing in life is not to triumph but to compete…not victory but combat…not to have vanquished but to have fought well…not winning but taking part…” 
                                                                           ― Pierre de Coubertin

So I thought, why not,... :D Give a try.. :P and adding to the existing type of posting this.. I am 9th day blogger and absolutely new in blogggggggggiiiinnnnnggggg arena... :D

Image credits to Samantha... :) For all her time to make it awesome :)

I immediately thought about 4 topics..
1) My Experiences and life ( Already taken by ananya - DAMN YOU )
2) Emotions and Perspectives ( Already taken by swathi - DAMN YOU )
3) People in my Life ( Don't have anyone by the name starting with x and y, DAMN ME.. for not having any chinese or japanese friend, Tho i learnt Japanese from Kan Hiromi :D )
4)Craziness ( DAMN ME.. I know i can't have content :P )

and Finally was confused.. :D WOWWWWW Confusion.. nice topic :P and later thought.. When i am already confused.. WHAT ON EARTH would the readers be :D

So I called my Legal Advisor.. My Mom.. and after spending a minute,,, :P My mom asked me is that only one letter a day.. can't we use 2 ??? All i said to my mom .. was a big THANKS.. Love you mom.. :D

So here i am with a topic :D

Transition of Double Double U.. Ahhhh.. I meant Transition of Double W ( Double Word )

example :
A transition from (A)ll to (A)nother - the experiences with a lover :P ( just a crazy example :P )

I am uniquely blessed with Excellent Beginners Luck.. :D and after all i have less than 5 viewers who actually reads my blogs.. :D so I am immune and stay in Stealth Mode .. So The Game is On !!!!!!!!

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The Art of Losing...

A surprising topic which even i didn't think of writing..  A sudden thought of writing on this topic, when i met a friend after quite sometime.. If you are wondering, what's that.. Keep reading you would know... After reading the post.. You would think me as either of one :D
Option 1 : A pessimism lover
Option 2 : A Show off
Option 3 : A geek / nerd / jerk ( whatever :P ) .. and with no further do.. let's get to the blog.. :P

I am the only kid in my family ( My mom says i was more than enough for 5 kids trouble .. totally different ball game tho.. :P ).. and practically no siblings, cousins or whatever you name for people of same generation.. I am the kid in our family next to my uncle who is like 15 years ahead of me :D So naturally pampered by every person in my life.. :D And i was not a part of any small family.. but a family of almost 40 near relatives.. So naturally i was outspoken, fun, jovial and never had any problems mingling with people or finding it relatively easy to interact even with total strangers.. :D Got a name Motor Mouth cos of the same... :P This has made me a more pragmatic person with innate interpersonal skills... :D

There is one quality, which was even more innate than everything ... Imbibed from my dad.. That's nothing but doing everything with Passion.. :) So almost on most occasions what i did was good and in competitions became an organic winner, with or without knowledge in it.. :)

During my undergraduate, I had an habit of going for competitions, just that i meet more people and as the saying more the people , more merrier... yet made a winning streak in most competitions.. As everyone had their moment.. Once i was so bonded with a friend.. whom i met in a competition.. as everyone says our wavelength matched.. She and me, participated almost in 6 consecutive competitions and i won in all and followed by her.. :) and in 7th .. I was late to the place due to my damn alarm .. and when the lady saw me.. She just let a huge puffff.. i without knowing anything.. Went to her and a custom gave a handshake and wished luck.. She immediately said DAMN YOU.. I was happy that you weren't here till now.. That was like a shock to me.. since she and me was in great tune.. and didn't think that just a competition would be a factor for her to have a hard feelings.. :)  So i thought i would lose this time.. Let's see what turns up.. :) and moreover that event was not giving a monetary prize and the friend was a GIRL :P As things went on.. i was behind and yes i lost.. and she won/.. There was a 1000 watt happiness in her face.. and seeing her happy .. I was damn happy, which i swear i wouldn't have got even i won :) After that she came and said exactly this " Shyam, I know what happened and Thank you.. " By the process i got a good friend... :) and happy that i was a reason that i got a friend and made her happy...

After that I have mastered the art of losing.. I lost whenever i had a non monetary reward... and even in few monetary ones, when i made good friends.. :) Trust me... The happiness is sheer happiness which i have ever got.. and more than that.. The pleasure of losing to a friend is more than enough to get a friend for life time.. :) Tho i have lost a few very good friends in my life.. !! without having no senses what happened and what i did.. :)  The worst case use of art of losing i suppose...

Trust me.. I would have atleast get more than 100 + friends in the process and never the useless certificate has helped me in anyways.. and the momentary joy of winning.. :D

Now back to square.. I lost the contact of the girl to whom i learnt the art of losing.. and met her today and there becomes the  reason of the blog.. :) I couldn't recognise her since she has changed a lot now.. :D and i stay almost the same.. She said a hi from one corner of road to me.. :D and the first thing she spoke was the Fest !!! :D though we have text all nonsense and even went out for a couple of places in a group .. :D

After all losing is not losing... :)

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The One soul I love…

This post is about one female who I love and never wanna miss her in my life….

You are a living angel… No matter whether I was doing a good thing or a bad one.. You were always by my side..

You are one female….   To whom I don’t want to think even for a glimpse when I hug, kiss or cry on your shoulders...

You are the only person … With whom I have celebrated my valentine’s day..

You are the only person.. Who bothered how I look, what people think about me and my growth..

You are the only person… Whom I can trust blindly without even having a mild doubt that you would hurt me..

You are the only person .. Who bear me all the way, despite being in a relationship with me is like being in relationship with an onion.. as you will always have moments to cry, both happy and sad in frequent manners…

You are the only person.. who thinks with me your life becomes complete.

You are the only soul…. Who went naked to totally unknown strangers  .. Just to bring me safely to Mother Earth…

My language knows no words to say how much I love you.. and the number of sorry and thanks I need to convey to you.. J

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3 pranks of my Life

Life has been filled with ups and downs and as the usual saying as all.. Yes, Life is a roller coaster ride and regardless of what happens i enjoy my life.. For people who knows me in real life, they would accept the fact I am one of the most mischievous and highly jovial guy among any gangs through out my life... :D

So i like to say Top 3 pranks of my life :D

#3 I was a master planner when it comes to Prank.. So one friend of mine was showing off to max and i broke my threshold.. so what we planned was we all shall pretend that he don't exist and we don't see or hear him... Literally making him as a living ghost.. This was planned for almost 2 months and all was set to act on his b day.. We went to the extend that it was extended to his parents, maid, neighbor, professors and even chaiwala :D Everything went in action .. None of us wished him for his b day, hide his mobile phone.. and put everything to action.. For 3 hours.. this guy went nuts :P he started crying and was sitting infront of mirror and wondering whether he had his physic :P Finally his mom broke the ice seeing his face so sad.. 

Later... The prank was all turned to me... I had to taste my own medicine when my friends did the same prank on me again.. :D Since i knew what was happening.. i went and slapped and kicked my friend so harshly and finally within seconds .. they broke the prank :D

# 2 During my 10th, There were a set of Americans who came to our school and there was an ice breaking session where we need to say what TV show we like and watch.. :P So i thought of saying our very own Shakthimaan :D They were asking who is he and what he does.. :D I said he was a super hero and flies by rotating and went to heights and was hanging from the Fan and went on a couple of rounds :P Within minutes, the fan broke and fell right on my knees :D Kabooommmm.. There it goes.. and my parents had to come to school , meet the principal and send me again to school.. and buying a new fan :D

#1 I am a born physicist ; I almost have a own set of gadgets and instruments designed by myself.. :D Locks activated by music :D , Wireless Shock :P and a huge list :D So what is the prank was..  I made a wireless speaker.. a miniature one and activated by my laptop :D i did 3 set of speakers and attached under the bed.. :D Usually during some relative functions.. :D at night... when everyone slept.. i used to either play some horror tones, or Govinda Govinda or Some evil laugh :D and they would run outta their rooms in minutes and yelling :D Almost 14 victims for the prank :D and did again when we friends, went for Ooty :D in Car :D God gracias... the driver was informed.. else would have met in accident at night :D

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My Friend's Drawing 1

This is a sketch of one of my good friends and this is the best i could sketch her within 2 hours :D Sorry :P and Happy b day :) bear with the poor portrait :D

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Kannada gottilla.....

Today morning.. One of my friend sent a message in Whatsapp and asked me.. Dude.. i never know you are a serious guy.. I was like what ??? and asked him to elaborate.. Later came to know that guy was my Cyberspace Stalker and have read my post.. :D Was happy that got a viewer.. but he also made a point..  After reading my blog again, i felt i was sounding serious :O Well that's exactly the opposite of how i am actually :P Wish my dad saw the message, he would have fainted reading it...

So the point is..  Let me post in a generic way.. :D and lets see whether it's fun :D Comedy is a serious business.. I can be at the best in my real life.. :) So Pls be generous enough to comment :P

I am a Tamil Guy.. :D a typical tamil with no knowledge of other Indian Languages, Esp HINDI.. :P ( can talk and understand Malayalam and Telugu a bit tho ) .. If you are wondering what has that with Kannada.. here comes the blog.. after a long unwanted talks :D

I happened to get an option of joining between 2 colleges...
National Institute of Technology, Trichy
National Institute of Technology Karnataka, Surathkal

I being a guy from TN and Trichy being hardly 1.2 hours journey from my home.. Didn't opt it, cos i wanted some exposure and yes, wanna get outta home and learn to live independently... So Natural option was to end up in NITK.. tho the name Surath+Kal was threatening as it names like village.. After a lot of thinking and knowing that NITK has a private beach.. There i set my mark on.. and joined...

My class had an influence of many kannadigas.. and living in Karnataka, i thought learning kannada will be fun and easy.. So my pursuit of learning kannada started right away.. with the help of my mangalorean friend.. :P Later did i know.. those people where mixing Tulu, Konkani and Hindi into the talks, which made me go mad.. :P Trying to figure out what they speak without knowing Hindi too was like darn.. :P So English became my mother and father tongue.. :D and only thing i learnt in Hindi was from my peers yelling Gaalis.. :D I am an expert in that now :D thanks to My north friends :P Tho I didn't use them.. It had been of the great use atleast to comprehend when someone abuses me or anyone.. :D After 2 months of Himalayan Task.. My Mission of kannada baruthe failed. :P

To all the bus drivers, chaiwala my transaction has been hinglish and deaf and dumb language with occasional onji, iradu, moonji,sabji, aloo paratha.. :D Thanks to our college people for having atleast one person in Mess and Night Canteen who can speak English .. i would say kill english.. :)

The worst case came when i went to saloon.. The guy speaks only 3 words i know.. French beard, medium and short.. and he keeps asking Hindi gottilla , kannada gottilla..  and keeps saying something to me all time.. which i would just smile or say ya ya.. cos most time.. he speaks to me with a blade on my neck while shaving.. :P or holding both my ears in the process of doing head massage .. :D Once for fun i said kannada baruthe and saw him smiling ear to ear.. and kept talking.. blah blah.. finally said a sentence which i translated from google.. Nivu Sundara ive.. :) For just that one sentence, he gave me a free haircut next :D

I happened to meet a Tamil guy who has settled in Mangalore and he gave me a book.. Learn Kannada in 30 days ( English to Kannada ), With full sincerity i read the book and tried communicating with my co mates.. Just then i understood.. There is something called pronunciation .. So the mission failed again...

I had a loads of friends from other college... One close friend of mine gave an ingenious idea for learning kannada,, Shyam, You are single... and studying in NITK.. So why don't you try hitting on some hot chicks and get a girl friend yourself ???? The advice was given by a girl.. and next reply from me was why won't you be the one :P ??? She gave a grin and said Friends can't be girl friends.. :D I was wondering how could girls come up with the ingenious ways to escape :D tho i said that for fun :P

So, there was a never ending pursuit for sometime to make the Idea to Execution :D but fortunately unfortunate that i didn't end up in anything :P But I did made a huge list of friends in the whole process.. :) and the process of finding The One was fun by itself.. :P

Happily my college ended without any improvement.. and fortunately got a work in Bangalore.. :) So started to plan the process all again.. :) But God was so kind to me.. and My Tamil was enough for me to live in Bangalore.. :D

Still when someone askes me do i know Kannada... All i would say is Kannada Gottilla.. rather than Kannada Baruthe.. cos my little knowledge almost ended me in getting a beat from a lady in slippers due to my wrong pronounciation/... :D God knows what i said.. all i was asking was a direction :P

I still love kannada tho.. :D It will be a never ending pursuit.. :P

Please bear me for the dull post.. :P Monday evening boredom.. :D

P.s Don't comment in Kannada or Hindi :P

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My Paranoid Hero...

I totally love the character.. The Joker of Batman... and Mr.Heath Ledger... For God's sake.. after seeing your previous movies and when people opted for Joker character ... I was one of the many who criticized..

But.... You blew me off... and Seems God wanted to see you act... He took you soon.. We all miss you Heath Ledger.. Sorry am a pathetic artist.. That's the best i could draw you....

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Inspiration..

Last night was busy cleaning my uncle’s home.. and and there came a book, magazine actually… the Sport Star with usain bolt with his symbolic bow and arrow pose after Olympic gold… to be honest usain was not my piece or I had a admiration towards him… as an athlete or as a human… all I know is he runs :P and blake is a close competitor to him… only two names whom I know.. and I know he did a world record of 9.58 secs last Olympics but limping hard since blake is winning him in last 2 competiton… my GK is enough not to be a guy who asks who is he ? :D

You might be wondering why the hell I came with a name inspiration… maybe I am jobless enough to get inspired to read sportstar…. :P actually the reason is I was so bored that I wanted to do something… at that minute I had 2 magazines near me.. one is sport star and other is interesting entrepreneurs… I would prefer the first for a brisk morning rather than reading some guy doing start ups…  impressed by the superb pose bolt gave and the title given as king bolt.. I had developed an interest to read the article…

Title of the article…  A sprinter and A Showman… and the article starts in the way….

“ When Yohan Blake beat me twice, it woke me up “ said Bolt.. “ it opened my eyes, Pretty much he came and knocked on my door and said, ‘ Usain, wake up. It’s the Olympic year. I’m ready. Are you ? “

Impressed by the use of words I thought my insane mind has to go thro’ and there it goes… the article was a matter of just sheer excellence.. and the article was outbreaking his height and start issues and fitness  and the cheering…

Usain bolt couldn’t make the real best start and tho he is a excellent sprinter the crucial start is been retarded due to his height.. and he has to make a difference thro’ his unique sprinting capacity… AHHHHH optimizing and effective utilization of resources and SWOT analysis of self… * even I can talk management * and his coach Glen Mills has given a detailed report of his good and bad skills…  johari and nohari window * Johari and Nohari window *

And again in the article.. there is other wording of bolt.. “ I was slightly nervous, but that cheer that I got ( from the crowd ) made all the jitters go away, “ bolt said after the race…  -- now you can call this as the perfect example of motivation theory rather than saying a dog story everytime… * I am showing off :P *

There is 2 reasons for writing this scripts…. One is to say that inspiration when developed from self is the excellent source of self efficacy and it actually forms a paradigm of making yourself as a legend.. !! bolt bolted as the live example…. Second reason for writing this is actually I need to prove even I learn management not some shit course :P and I can correlate something to management… :P call it show off… :D

Happy reading :D

P.s Wondering which magazine ??? it’s two years old , and am wondering why my uncle took an Indian Edition all the way :D

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Lucky .....

There has always been 2 L in one L for me… Love and Luck in Life.. J

Blog isn’t a place to describe how Love has been filled in my Life, I can only say My Mom makes it all .. but being Lucky has certainly got it’s place…

I have a very strict dad… I am Just Lucky..  That I am not been dragged by adolescent madness or spoiled my life with Night life

I have a gullible yet lovable mom… I am Just Lucky… That I have cheated her a couple of times in my childhood and attained a habit never to Cheat a people.. and I exactly know how it hurts.. especially if they are your loved one..

I am the only kid in my family… I am Just Lucky… That I got the full love of my parents and they mean the world to me…  and I have learnt to respect people and didn’t limit companionship within my family…  Now I have a whole new uncountable sisters and brothers…

I am black… I am Just Lucky.. That I have spent part of my Childhood  with serious inferiority complex… and here I am with a proud feel I am rich with Melanin and yes I am protected from UV light.. without any necessity to run behind SPF creams :D

I had a Acne Vulgaris… I am Just Lucky..  That it came in right time.. When my hormones mastered my sense.. there wasn’t any girls looking or coming behind me… J

I suffered with Poverty… I am Just Lucky.. I know what is my need, want and extravagance… More than that I learnt to respect and evaluate people

I have starved for food..  I am Just Lucky..  I have developed a Humane mind not to let anyone starve.. atleast within my network…

I am Just Lucky.. That I don’t confine luck as what I appears.. but a perspective which a man see….. 

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The Road not taken..

This is the topic which my friend gave me to write on after reading my He, She and What... IT ??? blog....  I cant make more sense or write about frost and his poem for school kids ;) 

Thank you DUBAI for Friday holiday, which i am on full pursuit to just keep typing nonsense sitting in corner of Starbucks .. :P ( and Oh damn Sunday is Work :X )

Every single human is made and lives as the experiences and situations of his or her life.. this gives the person a perspective and approach to continue living his / her life..

I personally believe there is something that teaches anyone in this world the art of living… that’s not what the spiritual classes conducted under the name of Some SRI SRI and taking some mind and heart nonsense.. which I personally feel as useless unless a person tries to even listen to the boring lecture.. ( no offense ) The simple tool is Poverty or shortage of resources call it  any resource … I would more focus on Money.. Cos money means a lot at the period we are living.

If someone wonders whats the relation between The Road not taken and Poverty or The art of Living… I would give you my constant reply of all my blogs.. all my scribbling are nothing but an emotional outburst of my heart and how I feel things.. it’s not linear.. never can be.. and atmost complex thing I can ever try to make it proper. But still the relation is what I am trying to say in my note here.

Incident to relate…

                This happened during my 9^th grade, a very few friends know that we in family went into a financial break down due to backstabbing and various other reasons my dad and his business went into a deep sink, which was potentially back to streets. So obviously our relatives vanished into blues..  and we are secluded to grounds…  I couldn’t pay my school fees of petty 2684 rs + 600 rs exam fees..  Just cos of it I wasn’t allowed to write my quarterly exams ( english 2^nd paper ) and still the school management kept on insisting on paying the fees.. so I was made to do the inevitable.. bunk school.. thus the result I didn’t go to school for 3 months.. I gave out random excuses like health issues and blah blah to my close friends.. Hiding and lying for maintaining the pride of our family. There had been weeks were me and my mom had been without food and literally starving for a piece of food.. and made sure my dad gets his food and keeps moving and find a way to get out.. we used to get money like 100s from uncle when we go to his home.. so to get some cash, we had to go to his home :D and the funny part is I was short of 50 paise to catch the bus for the route and started walking all the way to his home.. with 3 rs in hand and got ice pepsi with it :P as the days moved.. we did got out of the mess to some extent and still have some debt to clear.. but that taught me the worth of money.. and money wasn’t an interesting part later but people… cos it was people, a very few ones who stood behind us and made us what we are today.. to a better state…. Else prolly I wouldn’t have studied and god knows what would have happened.. This made me a care free person towards money.. and atleast I mind relationship with people whom I find worthy.

Not everyone would have taken the same road as I did.. and thus the journey and destination defined is totally different for you and whom so ever who is reading this.. This is not for getting sympathy by my experience.. it’s just to convey that every human can’t be like you and not everytime even if you try to the maximum extent can’t understand a person.. Just respect the person for what he is and whatever he is doing and trying to… because that “ The Road is not taken “ by you….. 

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Transformation - A Layman view...

Hi all… yes… again it’s my 8 o clock mania stuck deep on heart…  taking on middle comfortable place between two pillows and still in a boredom to write…

I didn’t have anything to think or start writing about anything… clueless but still there is some drive to write this blog.... I just felt like recording my fury of thoughts and insane state of mind. AHHHH now something stucks me hard… common I am transforming … every single day and every single minute…

To start on a philosophical note.. life is a sheer transformation process from the very moment very sperm which carries your DNA and fusing with egg to the state of peace in pit of earth or food for fire..  this makes things interesting in life… people start terming them as loser with various incidents in life and these most issues is due to love failure.. anyways leave the cause.. and living a life like a loser as well as committing a madness called  suicide attempt. Are these ppl the real losers of life.. every single human born on earth is a winner by birth… ie to be more precise at the very minute you are formed…  We had cut down the competition of almost a competition of 300 million co mates whom we have defeated… your transform process starts there…  you have transformed yourself to a physical body and also have lived till now with lots of physical changes in your body… yes !! that’s your physical transformation…  every single guy / girl has it.. what has the mental transformation which you have attained… ?????? I know ppl get mental transformation with due education… but hasn’t other serve as a mental transformation…???? WEIRD is what my answer would be for ppl who say no…  researchers say the cognizance of your sub conscious mind is the excellent source of character and change of attitude…  now does it say something ????

Now let me talk about something totally irrelevant topic… and let me get back to the same topic later on the write up… how many of you really appreciate the Survival of the fittest theory ??????????  I actually pity the ppl who actually don’t accept it …. If you want a simple reason… I would say you ain’t fitter enough to compete… since I always have in this mind… ppl who don’t find the capability.. they either retaliate or give lame reasons for not being competitive… maybe this is my perspective but I still actually believe in it.. and could sense the commonality between those people… mediocrate and idocracy… and not competive enough…

Every student in India wishes to get into IIT/ IIM/NIT for pursuing their studies and establish their career in a better way than any other guy could make it….  Now here comes the practical example of survival of fittest…  I would reframe the words as excellence of the fittest… ppl who are competitive enough are the only ones who would actually get atleast a call from those institutes….. now whom to blame if the student or so called aspirant if he / she not gets the actual seat in the better university… it’s definitely not the student for not being enough competitive or parents either… it’s a small shift of pragmatism of the student at his childhood… now am back on the topic of transformation…. You might be wondering why I was bullshiting about the survival of fittest  theory in the middle.. as I already said I don’t have a flow… or content to write.. but just write the way my brain acts.. and spontaneous. 90 % of cognizance in sub  conscious mind is trapped by the kid within the age of 13…  and his entire life attitude and character lies on the cognizance. Now here comes my questions again.. has your education has really the mental transforming agent ???? and is it the students fault for not getting into reputed universities… the answer is 95 % a big no…  I shall give my own case… people call me a geek or nerds are not the ones who really want to be one… but it’s the parents cognizance creation within the age of 13…  I am damn sure that every kid who has been into academics has been working on the cognizance which actually is on studies…  so we can’t create a strong sub conscious on sports and ask the kid to be a scholar.. so if you need the perfect ones.. try to have the perfect blend… life is at your stake…. I have seen families which just allow their kids to let them do what they want… and their life is exactly reciprocal of their childhood experience…  especially before your teen…

Transformation is not a process which starts and ends with spontaneity and ad hoc… but it’s a life changing evolution of human… a perfect analogous would be a business with a firm vision and mission… is the actual perfect transformation and investing in share market and risk free everytime would be like expecting transformation with spontaneity.

So if you wanna evolve yourself to a better person… try to orient it to your sub conscious.. that’s your backbone of success..

If you are a grown up.. try to adapt… and for Parents.. pls be certain about how your child has to be… don’t screw your child to become what he was not tuned for… mango tree can’t yield apples..

P.S I would recommend you readers to read the Amazing collection of Rhonda Byrne…  atleast read the first book “ The Secret “ an excellent book for self efficacy and change…

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He, She and what .... IT ???

Never knew a 10 rupees note would carry a lot of pain, memories which wouldn't fade even after year all together...   A story of 42 year old girl karthiga unveils to say the life of many people like her...

My family is quite small.. I and my two sisters living peacefully under the care and security of my father and love and affection of my mother.. My dad takes care of his business and had to move out of city in very frequent occasion.. So I was unduly brought up by 3 females.. who are in turn responsible a bit for what i am... Yet I don't blame them for it... You might be wondering what's this all about.. So let me take you to my life at age 7...

My dad being a busy man, left me all alone with a gang of ladies.. my mom and my elder sisters.. and I BEING A GUY was treated as a girl, since i was a kid among a bunch of females.. Karthick... that's my real name but i have seldom been called that.. Karthiga has been the name given by my sisters.. so that it creates a halo effect , considering me as a girl.. I haven't felt anything before.. probably i was a kid still.. but now.. I feel a strange feeling to be among my sisters.. i feel i don't belong here.. My second elder sister just attained puberty.. and I had no clue what it meant.. even my dad wasn't allowed to see her for someday... and when i asked.. they said no men should.. but I was always with my sister and was yet treated a kid.. Strangely i started wondering when i am gonna attain puberty.. a curiosity of a kid.. without knowing how it is going to affect me in my future.. I even started wondering when i am gonna get the secondary sexual parts of a female... thinking am a girl too.....

Every male has some female traits and every female has some male traits.. by my childhood experience.. My male trait has been totally suppressed.. and now i like wearing a frock than a tee shirt and pant. I tend to grow my hairs long.. i stand long time before mirror and spending a lot of time for make up and trying to look better.. When my age boys were playing cricket and tolling in the sun .. i prefer to watch tv and thinking i might be tanned and losing my complexion .. Slowly when i was in class 10.. i totally lost my conscience that i am guy...  Infact i started liking guys.. and i can always feel some crazy feelings when a guy is near..  By then.. both my sister are well grown up.. and started treating me a guy and kept their distance in some ways.. This is when i tried to behave weird.. i don't know what i did.. My parents and my sisters could sense that i was behaving like a girl than a boy.. Then i had a series of lectures from all... and said am a guy... not a girl.. i could understand what they are saying.. but yet.. my heart couldn't get it.. So after a year of tug of war.. I was kicked out of my home... 

I prefer not to reveal what all i went through between my 16 till now.. but i do have few things to say...

I ran out of home.. Became a part of many like me and they are the only compassionate people i ever had after my family, who could understand me... I got a new sex classification as TRANSGENDER, I have turned into a decent beggar in trains during day time.. and a sex object at most nights.. Life has been restless.. with random guys teasing and bullying us everyday.. Wondering which toilet i need to get in....The entire society treating us even worse than stray dogs.. and people getting gross even if they see me.. I turning into a full girl.. and having a typical make up of a transgender.. I always go along with 5- 6 other people like me.. and endured innumerable pain and suffering both mentally and physically .. Forgetting about a family where i belong.. and living with a family like me... 

Then there came a day.. I was in my daily duty of begging in trains.. I saw my family... the family i was born to.. i couldn't refrain my tears.. but what i saw was a happy family without my presence.. and as we arrived there.. all my family members became gross.. A friend of mine was clapping in front of my dad.. who has got white hairs and beard now.. and my mom, and two sisters along with two guys.. guess they are their husband.. My dad gave a 10 rupees note.. and warned not to touch them.. because they are on a holy pilgrimage to Kaasi.. and don't wanted to be touched by us... 

I had to give 100 rs for the getting the 10 rs which my dad gave.. to hold atleast the 10 rs to remember the family where i belong... and for what they made me today....

Despite everything.. I did pray for them to have a happy life... and a safe journey and stay pure... because The SINFUL hasn't touched them... but one among them....

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Youthful India....

Dont get fascinated by the title and think it is going to be a mind free blog talking about the youthful india... definitely not an easy going topic... but a factor of inner cautiousness and truth blurted in the raw form...

If you are a management student, you would have been constantly pestered with talks about the youthful people in india in comparison with china and other developed and developing countries.. it looks as an interesting point of concern when the professor talks like we are the pillars of the countries... being in early twenties.. yes i can call myself as a youth. how exactly is these pillars ???? a billion dollar question... we are strong pillars of future india.. accepted.. but we are pillars supporting the old, broken , fragmented and almost scalded piece of nothing but shit. 

The fact of India... the average age of an Indian - 29, more than 50 % is below 25 and 60 % below 30... interesting isn't it... now here comes the even more interesting part...the average age of MLA in India is 59 and average age of MP is 64.. what does this represent ???? Youthful India.... ? There is one cliche reply for every Indian youth... for a question.. why no politics.. cos it's drainage..some say as ditch.... Yes it is... but we always forget the fact that we are just representing this shit ditch to the external world and we can only praise that we are pure to ourself. Am not asking any to get into the ditch and clean it.. even am not ready to do... but make sure you dont add your own latrine to the public shit. that solves most of the impurity in the society... Politics isn't all about the power and post ... it's about how you want to see your own society... If you have the guts to raise your voice against a chotu being tortured by his master and bring a livelihood to his life.. you are a politician at that time, give a voice and fight against stereotyping a girl.. you are not only a politician but also a human with humanitarian concern...

Imbibing Western culture is good but imbibe things which brings betterment and makes you a better person...  dress for a men / women is for not showing his/ her extravagant physique or glamour but for his basic necessity of not being stark naked ( which these days people dress is almost so ) and for chastity..... 

Fuck, Asshole, MF,SF, STFU,LMAO, APOS, SOB, Bastard, Bitch, slut,etc ... all these words are used by us.. the so called youths of India... more than the westerners..  is it a sign of mastery of your language... i bet 99 % of people who uses these words are bloody weak in the language... these are a very small day to day routine things which we see as a westerner's influence.. inclusive of drugs,booze, smoke, etc etc.... and this list is way high... we are free forgetting the good aspects of the westerners influence.. Respect for Human, Humanitarian Concern, Faith, Trust, more than that the amount of respect and indepth relationship they have for Friendship... none imbibes these... i wish we atleast retain the original traits of India.. There is a common appearance as terrorist and muslims idolised as a single entity... why ???? they are fellow human like us with a different religion.. that's it... In my life personally speaking, i have the best and most sensible people who are all muslims... and leave all the traits of them... why not imbibe the wonderful quality of brotherhood from them... there is a saying evil is powerful and people see what they want to see... i can just relate everyone to it... including me... simple example.. if a friend ditches you at a moment, we just fight with them or wait and ditch them or simply mess up the friendship, rather stay silent and walk out of the moment... later you will know there is lots of good moments with them... momentary madness and our senses are the biggest weapon of insanity and evil against our own.

We call ourself as country with various diversity... The only diversity i have seen is in categorising people into 4 types... Sardar, Kalasi, Chinki and Madrasi... Stereotyping at the best.. and National Language to every Indian is English not hindi or any other regional language... We are growing isnt it...

This is not a post for a public audience.... but a post which trobes me always yet finding myself lost in somewhere... not cos of ignorance because of fellow you all....

It's high time that we need to refrain the thoughts of insanity and work on the possible small infinitesimal things which can be done from our side...  else our dream of mighty india by 2020 is just a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream within a dream like inception and finally get lost in Limbo stage... just like Leonardo Di Caprio....

To succeed, you must have tremendous perseverance, tremendous will. “I will drink the ocean”, says the persevering soul; “at my will mountains will crumble up”. Have that sort of energy, that sort of will; work hard, and you will reach the goal. 

                                                                                                              - Swami Vivekananda

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The Start of Scribbling.....

Hi, Hello and Welcome to everyone……

                A new blogger… errr.. technically a new writer in blogging arena…   Before I start saying any tom, dick and harry post relatively shit with no certainty or any correlation with one paragraph to other, I request you to have immense patience and off course time to read my blogs..

Starting from the scratch… Why the hell did I start writing…. ???

That’s the question which is quite a story to tell and yes.. I have a topic to blog for the first blog….

I was minding my own business of snapping some dogs, broken buildings, and all useless things..  Not just as a fad which youth of this generation have… !!! Yes.. I hope you have guessed it right..  

Step 1 : Buy a DSLR, take random snaps.. ADD example Photography as Watermark :P

Step 2 : Start a blog site

Step 3 : If possible buy a domain

Step 4 : Create a Facebook Page !!! ( Very important )

Now I was doing exactly the same shit.. but not as a fad… !! I love taking photos, I can connect things to the pictures I take.. Atleast I post only those.. .and was part of few World Famous Photography Club.. but Without having a Camera.. :P ( Borrow and Snap method )

Now what are you talking abt… !! I know you might have asked this question by this time… Well this part explains that… I was in my own World and then stumbled upon a site.. and Yes, Indiblogger happened… :P Started reading all the posts which was posted in Indiblogger.. J and Stumbled upon few people who is almost of my same thoughts and age probably…  And more than Photography.. I was totally impressed by a couple of people who are not high time bloggers.. but beginners but yet had the conviction and posted content than shit..  More than anything.. They could express what they felt and extremely proud of what they do.. yet had the most basic quality of being down to earth and readiness to learn things..  Well, As everyone.. I too had a complex brain.. worked out a way… and here I am with my scribbles…  Not that I am conveying that am a sport too.. or a writer… but I always had admired people who write.. and well I have a serious respect for people who do it… 

My Dad used to always say… A good speaker should always be a good listener… and so I came with a analogous one… A good writer should always be a good reader.. Well I am good with reading part..  What’s wrong in giving a try writing…  ???

So here I am .. Scribbling something… and probably scribbling on daily basis.. remembering my exam times :P where I don’t have any knowledge what I am gonna write and how… :D So Good luck and God Speed…

P.s If you are looking for a good beginner Bloggers who made me come up with this hell dangerous attempt on writing.. then the answers is 2 ladies… 

1) Ananya and Her Truthful Tales...

2) Swathi Shenoy and Her Flappy Wings...

This blog is dedicated to you 2 ladies.. for officially saying DAMN YOU Blog Writers... :P

And not to forget Indiblogger for making me to get to know these bloggers.. :)

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