Absconding Paranoid

Sometimes I wonder why some people have this obsession of shaking hands every time they meet me. May It be once a week or ten times a day...they never forget to shake hands. The worse part is when I just wash my hands and they are still wet, these people come into the picture....and I try not to shake hands....u know...its a very miserable situation. But of late, My comp came to my rescue. You may be wondering why... Today one such shake-hand-obsessed guy passed my desk. Since both my hands are busy typing, I thought this is it...I am saved. But alas...he put his hand on my shoulder. And you know what? He retreated his hand the very second!! The thing is the accumulated static charge found its way out :P Though I too felt the static, its good that I avoided the hand-shake :D

sometimes the best felt thing in this world.... when u see the dear ones after a long time.... when u see the rise of victory after awaiting it in distant shadows... when u fall in first love when u get back to memories after a hectic routine when u celebrate the best moments with a "silent scream" but sometimes, the worst thing too... when u miss the dear ones when u fail miserably and feel the pain of it when u sit alone...thinking of the good times when u have no one else to share urself when u get bored...listening to the "deafening silence"

paakuthondi samayam saaguthondi gamyam pani leni jeevitham sahinchaledu deham kaaryaalayam lo kavithalu raasthu praasa koraku prayaasa paduthu anthu leni gaganaaniki ardham leni nichhenalu vesthu bhadratha leni bhavishyathhuki aasara leni medalu kaduthu.. kaalaanni kalalatho nimputhu velithinela puurinchaalo aalochisthu kavithaki pettaanu naamam chadivinanduku pranaamam :P

This is my first attempt at making cartoon strips. I know this ones pathetic...but still...this made it here as it is the very first one :) Yesterday morning I grabbed a pen and paper to kill some time. This is the output:

I heard many songs Some, I hear according to my mood Some I like right away Some I like after repeatedly encountering them some are inspiring and some are energetic Some are fast and some are slow Some are meaningful and some are thoughtful But a few of them, I remember forever They change my mood no matter how it was They make it into my heart in no time No matter when I hear them, I feel elated They are the best ones :) PS: Now, replace hear with meet, songs with friends and see the magic!! :D

================= jab kalpanayein roop leti hain teri soorat nigaahon me jhoom leti hai agar khwaahishen bol sakti to tumhara hi naam leti aankhein na dekh sakti sapne tumhare bin lab na bol sakte tumko pukare bin sunahri roshni bhari diwali jaise machalthi leheron si nadi ki tarah hamesha noor barsati pari jaise rahegi tu aankhon me roshni ki tarah ... rahegi tu yaadom me ek sadi ki tarah ================= - by USB :P and USB -> Umar, Satish, Brijesh :)

One day, he was dreaming....(lol....its called a day dream :P). He was dreaming about his aim. His forgetfulness caught right in the middle and he started thinking (err....whats my aim??). As if someone said out loud, he heard from his heart (abey oooo.....ur aim is to reach high....higher....to fly high!!). "Thats right!!" he thought. He has many unkept promises, many unfulfilled dreams (:o what the hell? unfulfilled dreams in a dream? Is this really a dream??). I warned him to let go of his thoughts. But despite my warning, he set out to fly high and this is what that happened: PS: I wrote the first para long back. Today I came across that saved file :)

==================== Uuhalaku Uupiri posthe vachenu nee sundara rupam Uusulaku maatalu vasthe palukunu nee madhura naamam Nuvvu leni kalanu kanalevu naa kanulu Nee peru piluvakunte muugabovunu naa pedavulu pasidi velugula deepavali la paala nurugutho ponge kadali la kala kaalam kaanthuleene devatha la undali nuvvu naa chinna kavitha la ... undali nuvvu naa theepi gnaapakam la ====================

Inner voice (IV): Its been quite a while since you blogged...why don't u ponder on a topic for a new post? Me: hmmm.....me me me me me :)) IV: Why do u always think of yourself when asked to blog?? Think of something else man! Me: huh? ok. then what about writing about 'us'? IV: Now what do you mean by 'us'? Don't tell me that you are again going to write about you and your inner voice Me: haha ....no no. I meant we...the bachelors!! IV: Big deal...whats there to mull over bachelors? Me: See...you are also considering them to be a wretched subject. IV: I tell you what...you are 0 % creative. Me: Now why do you say that? IV: You are again gonna narrate your woes. Me: Come on...one hardly needs to be creative to portray facts. IV: Haha...you make me laugh. Whos gonna give a damn to these good for nothing facts? Me: Thats what you think. Even many others look down on bachelors as if they are insects. And thats why I wanna share some stories. IV: mmmm

22 years its been!! I vividly remember my childhood...transforming from school days to college days and then to the job phase now. The hard moments are hard to recall :P The best ones I will remember for the rest of my life! But the strange ones are as follows: -> Just for our batch, the corporate colleges (for +1 and +2) decided to 'fix' the admission fees and remove the flexibilities even for the top students. -> We get to write EAMCET. The pattern changes from our batch -> During our B-Tech, the sons of our college founder parted. -> When I took along some of my college friends to my dad's college, one of the founders passed away. -> After our B-Tech, we r left wid the tag of 'DA-IICTians' and that tag will soon loose its value. -> From the next year CAT patterns gonna change (heard from friends) Well no conclusions this time ;) Just celebrating 22 years of being alive :D

Very cute she is And quite intelligent too....rare combination :)) She is one of my best friends. U are the precious person to whom I owe this tribute :) She is the only one who knows everything about me :) When I lie, she would know it just by looking at my face. Wherever she went, I used to go along...just to feel her presence. She inspired me in almost every aspect. She used to laugh at me when I played funny tunes on my violin. We used to look at each other and laugh at a joke while watching TV. We used to play cricket and she always beat me :( While others praised my poems, she is the only one who would laugh uncontrollably at them. Just once she wore shirt and jeans on my asking...and ofcourse she looked good in jeans as well. The only things she would ask me (apart from asking to take care of my health in her letters to me) are books and details about them. I always wondered how anyone could have such zeal towards education. And not to forget, she cooks amazingly!! I felt awkwar

Yesterday, I was conversing with my friend and she said that she had been to her school. And the day before that, I was narrating my new Telugu poem to my mom. She burst out laughing even before I narrated the first few lines as she expected "My sweet Memory" to be one from my childhood days...probably school. And now at this early an hour I am up and blogging....why? I woke up early in the morning with a dream about my school. So amazing it was...I went to school (in an attire as if I just woke up :P) and met a few friends there in the class room. Ironically enough, some of them already look old... even though I never met them after school. Even some teachers were there at that time (its almost 4 PM). I Woke up with the glare so close from the distant past which made my eyes damp. Now I desperately want to go to school, meet all those wonderful teachers, sit in my bench and attend all my classes and of course play to the fullest in the ground. Alas! When nostalgia strikes,

******* nenennatiki maruvalenidi nee madhura naamame ellappudu nechudadhalichedi nee chiru darahaasame nee samaksham lo prathi kshanam maruvanannadi naa hrudayame naa gunde laya lo padilaparuchukundi nee rupame nee konte chuupula uubi lo chikkukunnadi naa praayam nuvvu leni tarunam vyardhamavunu kadaa naa praanam ******* PS: Got back to writing Telugu poems finally :)

Long time its been the rhythm in life is no longer seen we go to office in sun and rain we work till our blood drain a drain of young talent by emigration depriving us of all the imagination everyones keen to change the daily routine eager to win the race in every round never bother about those who are around everyones so cold this my friend, is the corporate world.

It was in my school days. Once we were all taken to a children movie. In one scene, the child's dad will be at his desk with some 5 telephones on his desk, and a person comes to meet him. Once that person starts talking, one of the phones start ringing. After that call, the person tries to speak again and another phone rings. And this time, even before this call ends, another phone starts ringing. After waiting for some time, this person gets frustrated and says that he would go out and call in order to talk!! To this scene, we laughed very much. Ten years down the line, this actually started happening. Not with just tens or hundreds of people, but with lakhs of people. Atleast half of the people we get to see at office, on road, on train or even at toilets for that instance, can be seen talking on mobile. I tell you, this time, the situation is even worse. You call up the deputy registrar of your college and you are always welcomed by the busy tone. You go up to his office, knock

This ones about daily (er....lets say weekly) chores Scenario 1: Saturday evening we came back from office. And our roomies tell us that we are out of running water. They dint have bath since morning. Did I tell you that its mid summer?? I wake up in the next morning. Go to the washbasin to brush my teeth....and get to know that we are still out of running water!! I've waited till afternoon and finally went out.... to a lonely dump and then ...well....u knw... :P The same fate wished us the next day morning also. We went to Naren's flat, had bath and then left for office. Scenario 2: Saturday night we reached our flat. Switch on TV, and Maharadhi movie was being screened on the Telugu channel. The next day morning, its raining heavily and we were all sleeping peacefully. I woke up and started cleaning utensils. And this time, running water is out as soon as I am done with applying dish bar :( I started cooking sambar (yeah..you read it right. I started cooking!!) and when it wa

Why am I here shivering in fear my vision so mild thoughts going wild I asked God why I'm feeling so odd I used to stray till he showed me the ray the ray of soothe that uncovered truth the ray of new hope and aim that set the lame thoughts aflame the ray of outbrave that engulfed my vision with a new crave and finally I was told life is....life! dont compare it. Live it!!

****** lifes cool here... but not the weather I was expecting the bike and the office rumours went on a hike some were asked if they prefer delhi or hyderabad but not me.....how bad!! i thought i wud go on the bike with a juliet :P but they told it wud arrive on 19th or twentieth :( ****** PS: This is my current situation....

Tears fail to come when I try my heart refuses to cry It says I should'nt brood no matter whats my mood I should'nt wail even if I fail I should withstand the infliction whatever may be the situation It says you are a warrior You should cross any barrier Every heart beat does'nt just say I'm alive It reminds me of the person for whom I live It is you to whom I never wanna say adieu I realised true love never fails when I look back at my memory trails

Date: 9/5/2008 -> Saturday Time: Around 10:00 PM Venue: Hotel Varishtta 4 guys (lets label them A, N, P, S) walked into the restaurant. They were told that there is no free table and were guided to the restobar. So, they went into the restobar. As they walked in, they noticed a young lady in black saree sitting at the table opposite to the entrance. They placed their order. 2 of them ordered beer. As they were watching the IPL match on the TV, the lady, who is in the midway, looked at them every now and then. They were at first amazed...... Then elated........... Then worried. Now she started looking more frequently. These guys now started conversations.... N: May be she is looking at us coz we r so young. P: Arey she is looking at A and N, as she can see their faces. N: Look at A...he got "I'm not totally useless" caption on his tee. So she is looking at me. S: Or maybe she is looking at A as he is in his shorts :P P: lol....maybe she is not interested in the 2 guys s

Few months back, "Power" was launched. And now comes "Tech Services". Generally, every launch will be expected to be good or do good or atleast "look" good, especially to employees of/related to same company. But we, the so called "proud employees" of our company should'nt be doing that. In fact, its normal to find these people banging their heads against walls, tables or..u name it...any thing thats good enough to hit your head against. Wondering why? well, heres the answer!! sorry..answers to be precise. When Power was launched, like any other company, strategy played a crucial role in the launch. But if you think it made people (read proud employees of our company) happy, you are terribly mistaken. Heres the strategy. The caller tune of Reliance mobile customers who dont have a caller tune was changed to the "Go India POWER......Ta RuM Pum POWER. Sab ko hein POWER" (actually I dont remember the words). Its like a group of men sh

********* Life is like a song sometimes soothing sometimes teasing Life is like a dance sometimes energetic sometimes pathetic Life is like a story sometimes jubilant sometimes reluctant but..... a song is best with feel and flow a dance is best with rhythm and glow a story is best with a marvelous end a life is best with a fabulous friend!!! ********* PS: Dedicated to all my best friends for bearing me :)

Yesterday evening Abhi and I went to gym to get back a forgotten towel of a friend. When coming back, I remembered that I should withdraw some money from ATM. So, we went back, collected the cash, and came back to our block. After we reached the tripod, I searched for my ID card to swipe and then realised that I kept it on the ATM machine and forgot. This time, to our surprise, we saw that the card is still there, but the YoYo is gone!!! :o :o :o Obviously the person who came after me stole it! :x We were like.....how come a person could be this greedy/lazy about a yoyo...its just a matter of 5 mins walk to collect it. Donno how many more twists are awaiting me here

******** pursuing the dreams across the streams no threats to fear just the aim to hear the past to evade a cause to crusade he ran like a freak with tears on his cheek excitement was his trigger passion is his treasure he sought his path till the end he instilled faith and set a trend ******** Wrote this on 1/4/2008 night. After a long time I got back to writing poems :) Good, bad, worse or worst ... u judge for urself :D

Mak, Arun and I went to the coffee place in our wing. Abhi already told he wont be coming. But after coming to the coffee place, Arun took out the hotwheels car from his pocket. He wanted to play "gaadi gaadi" in the coffee place!! :D Now we wanted Abhi to see this "gaadi". So Mak sent him a msg - "Arun ne gaadi leke aaya. U come now" After waiting for some 5 mins, we called him up and asked whts taking him so long. He said "I am waiting outside our block. Where r u ppl?" thinking tht its a real car :)) Well thats not all. When he came up, he said tht he saw tht Arun and I were not at out desks and so he went down! :o Now, after he got his hands on the car, he turned around, confirmed that nobody else is coming this way. He started playing around like a 5 yr old making sounds "whoommmmmmmmmmmm" One guy turned up and happened to ask this question "Is the sound coming from the car?". lol. After some time, our HOD turned up!! We

Three brave boys decided one night to walk along "on" the rail tracks instead of walking on the road!! After walking for a short time, a train showed up with its head lamp from far ahead. The bravery in the person(1) who is on the lead took a short break and he slowed down. In his mind - "If I were Balayya, I would just have to raise an eyebrow or at max, hit my thigh hard enough to scare away the train (mind u, not the driver) so that it runs back on the same track". He thought "may be I should spare this train" and he got out of the way, and waved to the other two to do the same. The other two, who were coming side-by-side on either of the tracks heard him and saw the train. One of them got off as he dont want to show-off (well theres no one around even to see if he wish to show-off a bit). The other guy too came off the track and stood on the stones that lay beside the tracks. But as the train approached him (with the distance in between them less than

Once upon a time, there lived two ppl....Wherever they went, they were together. They never existed individually. There was no "me"....they said its always "us"!!!. Now, as time passed by, one of them (to be read as "me") spent time carelessly. He enjoyed life to the fullest. Now the second one (to be read as the agony in "me") got frustrated with himself, felt jealous of "me" and searched desperately for happiness. Then a light (read acads) enlighted him. It said him that he can only gain happiness by seizing the happiness from "me". So, that same "me" was pushed off a cliff (read DA-IICT) into a nadir (read Corporate World) by the agony in him. Now this poor "me" got badly hurt. What all left behind is....an absconding paranoid . The paraniod who is afraid of the corporate world, which made him betray and kill the previous "self" in search of destiny. He is trying to escape from this nadir with

Well, dont mind abt the title...Read on..... Finally, we (most of the AP gang of DA-IICT '07) decided to meet in Hyd on 23rd Dec 07 (Now dont look at me like tht...I knw its pretty late to be typing this :P). So Arun and I booked tickets accordingly. That was the first time we attempted to board onto a local train with luggage :)) We successfully managed to reach the station 1 hour earlier. We found out just in 5 mins tht its difficult to pass time.. no no...to kill it literally. Somehow managed to kill tht 1 hr by buying and munching some junk food. Initially it looked like we wait for 5 mins for 1 min to pass on :(. But as tht 1 hr approached to the end, we were looking forward for the announcement with all the excitement. Then from nowhere, Murphy entered!!! the announcement came 10 mins later than expected, but gave rather unexpected info. Guess wht? our trains delayed by 1 hr!!!! :o :o :o Now dont ask me how I managed to kill this extra hour Hold on, hold on....thts not all...

Officially its the second day of joining at RCOM. Its the induction class and the person incharge of it asked us to LAUGH OUT LOUD first looking at him and then at the adjacent ppl. Its like we look at each other and laugh. I donno abt the person incharge, but we truely laughed like hell for those few seconds. I wonder if this works out the same way if the profs at our coll do it :)) I really wondered if some of them can atleast come up with a smile :P. Well jokes apart, I really wished to make out some time to come back and blog. Thanx to my job, I finally ended up here :) Its been 3 months since I came to Mumbai and till date I dint go out to roam around (except a sunday...we went to Chembur and done some shopping).