Absconding Paranoid

After getting into a job and leaving home, I dont remember when was the last time I spent a whole week at home (excluding visits to Grand parents' places and other relatives' places). Thanks to the facilities at my work place, I am able to work from home happily! :) I wish to remember this week particularly because I donno when this sort of a week comes again in my life. I dont want to think when would be the next time, but this time I will make sure to enjoy to the fullest and spend a good amount of time with my parents. Glad that I am gonna spend the new year eve in a memorable way! :)

Ever felt worlds falling apart? Dreams dominating reality? Ever saw delusions? Cant tell if you are asleep or awake? The delusions and dreams questioning you together If you are real?? making it sound as if asking what is the real you? In the act of self protection... You cant tell whats truth or fiction! Makes sense only when ... All the pain visualizes in front of you The real things around you don't make a difference The entirety of life seems like a joke The heart beat mocks the very rhythm of life Making it clear to you that nothing is clear to you Losing not everything but just hope.. Or maybe the other way round! Sounds real only to the one on the verge of reality To everyone else, it sounds like insanity! The freezing chills of the winter make the limbs numb Only the sounds of thuds tell you that you are running The crashing images continue to demolish the mind Leaving no one.. to tell you what you are chasing and that you are... an absconding para

No wonder I came back to blogging after so much time. I've been enjoying a lot these days. Going home almost every weekend. Visiting friends often. New job, new flat ( rented one of course ;-) ), new TV, new washing machine, new carom board... and the list doesn't stop here. Planning to join swimming from next month and planning to get a play station too. Well, life is going on too smooth these days :-) I ought to thank all my colleagues, friends and family who made this happen to me!! Those who expected a poem or sketch or something else, hold on!! a Telugu poem is on its way :-) And ya, I almost forgot! I wanted to share something and thats why I logged in. Day before yesterday, I attended a friend's engagement. With a few close friends, we had a real good time cracking jokes and all. And the guy who was getting engaged (Yeah Gautham, thats you :-D ) had one particular incident to share. His photographer asked him to give poses in all different angles.... He was ask

Cruising the land of no-one Living the life of no-one Reaching a blurred destiny I soared into the sky .... There was no-one... no-one but you who could hold me from getting drifted away into the fading plight .... Desire I still have to hang on tight but... Destined I was to never return from the flight .... I so very wish for the string to cut midway and get Carried away rather than make your hand bleed trying to hold me back .... Finally here I am all set out to be freed with the currents of monsoon dragging me out soon .... Being torn apart I pray to the passing thunder to let the pouring rain reach you through every fender and cleanse the pain... you have got for missing a kite's tender :(

Got back to sketching today :)

Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that remains for eternity! Its the love... that made mom devote her time to play 'boo' with us n be stern while making us learn Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes the heart move!! Its the love... that made dad save every penny n spend on us and spend for us Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon Its the love... that makes granny sing the lullabies Its the love... that makes grampa tell the fantasy stories Gazing at the moon Life moves on... Another day again Sunrise starts too soon But from sunrise to sunset Its just the love... that stays all day long Like an ever green song... pleasant and pleasing... as long as its 'playing' ;)

Some see life as a goal to reach. Some create a path to follow while some choose from existing ones. All of them are eager to reach the destination and mark their lives with the schedule and plan. Once they reach there, life seems happy for them and they will be content. At that point of time, they again see life becoming normal and soon find themselves bored! The truth is, I am not one of those. I prefer to look back at my life when I reach a point when I really get bored! All those words written long back suddenly would seem to bring back those days and dust those memories. All the pictures, lying steady in the albums and harddisks would suddenly start moving in the mind. The path chosen or taken might be nice or unpleasant... but the happiness we get while travelling will always be relished even more when feeling it at the destination. Life can be enjoyed only when we choose to accept both happiness and sadness together. Whether lonely or together, it doesnt matter. The laug

I dont know if this post makes sense here but this has been quite a rib-tickler since a few weeks :) One fine day at the coffee place, one guy was narrating this joke from Santosham movie: 'Brahmi approaches Nagarjuna and asks a question as to how an egg which falls from top floor doesnt break. Nag tries all sorts of answers but Brahmi disapproves all. He finally reveals the answer that the reason is 'Pure Luck' :D ' To this, we laughed alot. Just then another guy, who recently recovered from an accident, entered the coffee place and asked us why we were laughing so much. Another guy replied : 'There is this guy, who fell from his bike, skidded a good 10 m, and escaped unhurt. How?' 'Is he wearing gloves and knee pads?' 'No' 'Helmet?' 'No' 'He fell on the bike?' 'No' 'Then how?' 'Its Pure Luck :D' ------------ A few days later, some guys were solving puzzles. One guy p

Its like a train journey... its good sometimes........... its bad sometimes............. but its best... with you :D When happy, it looks amazing.. each station just whizzes by. the countdown to the destination roars in the mind the thought of going nearer pumps up the joy but its best when I reach ... its best when I finally meet you :D (Its like a ..) When sad, it looks boring leaving you is like smothering (me) each station whines by... the destination seems to be welcoming coldly... into the depressing reality but its best to think of the next journey...to you....that I would again meet you :D (Its like a ..) When the journey ends.. it looks calm and peaceful.. but not for long...as the next journey begins. As long as my friends come with me As long as you wait for me I can embark on any journey With new hopes and high aims Gripping to the sweet memories, I look forward to see you (again) :D (Its like a ...) Its like a train journey... its good somet

Instill faith in potential donors A common man in this society generally wills to help needy for he knows the value of things. Considering the people who will to donate, there are some things which need to be taken care of. Many people lost faith on NGOs or other non-profit organisations who collect donations and use them properly. There are some incidents which made them think so. For example, a Government medical college gets a lot of funds to facilitate the education of poor students and patients. These donations were not subject to proper utilization. The machinery worth crores would be purchased and then kept unused or not maintained properly. There were reported incidents of a dog taking away a new born baby. This clearly shows that funds, when not properly utilised, would discourage a potential donor. The solution to these types of scenarios/cases would be appointing personnel to take care of funds, track them and ensure they get utilised properly. An effective way woul

Made this one yesterday. Needless to say, this is the poster of 'Pirates of Caribbean'

Here are the quotes that made me one of the two winners of a contest by tempostand: ------------------------------- Silence is the language of two hearts connected with the stream of Love Love is the feeling that adds the adjective 'Sweet' to the word 'Memories' Love is not a season that comes and goes, its the very reason why the heart beats!! Love is the dance of soul for the rhythm of heart beats Bliss tickles when you are around, loneliness teases when you are gone, Love Love is the resonance of ones heart beat with anothers. Its felt only when its heard :) Love is perfect only when shared - Anonymous ------------------------------- Except the last one, All were written by yours truly :)

Another sunday - Another sketch

Time for another sketch. This ones an animation character named Kurosaki Ichigo from the Japanese series Bleach

3 IDIOTS - 'Give me some sunshine' song on guitar by me. This was recorded on sunday (31/1/2010) at my guitar class. This ones still a novice video. Hope to get better by the time I upload my next video

When I was a kid, I remember studying about green revolution and how it bought about a vast change in the way crops were cultivated Now recently Idea people launched an ad. Its about going mobile - going green. For those of you who have no idea what idea is, heres what the ad suggests - 'Stop using paper, use mobiles instead of wasting paper and thus save trees.' This doesn't sound bad though I doubt if the solution is effective. Firstly, using mobiles instead of paper means discharging the battery of the mobiles. This means more power consumption, which leads to usage of both renewable and non-renewable resourses. Which means more pollution. Though typing a document/email in computer instead of writing on paper saves both time and paper, I still feel that the 'idea' has a defect. The last time I went to my relatives place, all my paternal relatives had a get-together. And one of them happened to say, 'I love plants. I enjoyed my childhood by spending

I know that you are there I know that you are listening you are aware that I am thinking about you How can you be so harsh to me? I know that you are watching my every action But still why this indifference? I sent you so many messages. My sincere thanks, deepest apologies...what not? You receive each and every one of those. Yet you don't respond What all did I ask you? Just one favour! And you still ignore it as if you want me to wait? Is that your test for my patience? You know how much it hurts to wait. Don't you? I know that I am pestering you too much of late But what to do? I am just any other guy You seem to enjoy watching this hapless being And yet you are invaluable and get high attention Hope is the only thing that fetches you the respect No wonder so many are afraid of you! And very few like you from the bottom of their hearts. What is it that makes you so popular? Fear? Love? Or the deadly combination of both? Probably this combination makes you unique! And maybe th

The seed of love came flying to me and landed on my heart It grew rapidly as a big tree spreading joy in my life Then one day, it was forced out... My life couldn't resist the very thought ... My heart was appalled With much effort, the tree was rooted out Only then I saw.. that the roots got penetrated deep into the heart...co-existing peacefully until then But the moment it was taken out, the heart looked deserted It seemed sad and wailing The tears of blood came out from all the pores made by the roots Then I wondered... 'Will it ever stop wailing? Will it ever heal?' Only time can answer!!

Another sunday... another sketch :) A little distorted. But, a rose is a rose :D Made this on 10/1/10 (Huh? The date is so cool :P )

New year, new beginning. Glad that I got back to drawing :) Held the pencil on a plain paper after years and I think the results aren't that bad :D