Conception of Inception

Part -2 (Dedicated to some funny unknown gorgeous shopping addict whose Iron Will runs on desire for achievements...whats her name ?..Code name Salt Decoded)

Contd from previous post ..









Hmm...List has run out ., I guess now the responsibility of saving India lies soley in me .Phew

Not the 1st ime nor will be the last time.In crises ,., Hero will always emerge.Hmm..Entering into dream world alone ., i have to arm myself with latest jamesbond gadgets such as mosquitoes repellent., bullet proof jam bottle, bread loaves and so on.You dont expect your dream sequence be disturbed by mosquitoes or feel hungry in dreams ..would you?

Not every one day dreams like me.So i have to wait till night before trying to infiltrate into Salts mind and convince her to divulge her plans.10 hours of real world time gives 1 week in the first level dream, 6 months in the second level and 10 years in third level dream. Their wake up mechanism is called the kick. It is the jolt received when suddenly falling or hitting a surface in their dreams, he made sure this drug left their inner ear function in tact so that they would be able to sense the sensation of falling or hitting a surface to receive their kicks

Mission Inception: Dream 1

Enter the Dream.I enter the dream world .In sleep cycle dreams usually occur in 4th or 5th stage.Dream world is full of every persons dreams.Its just like yahoo chat.You enter with your id and you find so many people dreams in their dream state and you have to convince the other person to connect his/her dream with yours.Using Google Earth and GPS., i finally locate Salts dream pattern .They are dark and festering with pure evil .

I try to establish contact as friendly contact but she refuses to allow me to enter her dream gates.She guards them well with latest anti-virus.No amount of persuasions helps.Tough adversary indeed.For every question of mine she lies with great skill and precision like Sharon Stone in Basic instinct.
No use. I have to enter through another path . I have to enter through another way Dream within Dream



Dream 2: Rambo the 1st blood:
Iam Rambo.Trained to kill and She is Ninja in Black Burkha the Jihadi
Its set up in Afghanistan.I enter into her trainers mind and become Jihadi trainer and she becomes Sorceress Apprentice who is trying to learn tricks of trade
from me. She has ticket to India in her clenched fist.Now my mission is to know why and where in India she would be going. In the sands of Afghanistan .,for the 1st time i get to see her face as wind blew her burkha away for a little.

Oh my ,,She is gorgeous like all jamesbonds heroines from ursella andress to halleyberry.,eternally 18(you ever heard gal crossing this magic number in age?..all women esp pretty ones are always 18).She is fresh and delicate as if she just removed all her scars and freckles n puss filled pimples and eliminated all signs of aging with adobe photos shop.This time she throws a psychic beam straight to my heart with her sheer fluttering flower like Prettiness ...before infatuation and consequent love hormones release in my titanium heart and envelope my 1000Tera byte mental sanity ...i wake up...damn ..Chance Missed





Dream 3HyderabadiBlues:
Set up in Hyderabad.She is dell software engineer.She has ticket to mumbai in her fist.That means her target in India is Mumbai.I no longer depend on my super Bruce lee or Quick Gun Murugun tactics. I have to go by suave Bluff master methodology. I enrich all my Plutonium powered greycells to maximum enrichment to ensure they turn into extreme psychic nuclear weapon. I plan 10 steps ahead like Vishwanath anand and create an grand illusion within Dream within a CGI enabled Dream.



Dream 3 : Rajneethi

Salt is Cat-Reena Cough.The twice widowed Aunty ala Elizabeth Taylor who is struggling with politics ,bhojpuri Hindi and wearing Saree.I ., the Election Commissioner with malicious plan of extracting the information from her brain.I plan to get details by simply by taking her details on poll forms.when she comes for nomination.. finally after bribing my own assistants i lay my hands on form.Her real name apart from code name and screen name is Ankita Julie(not puppy julie., its ankita julie).Age: eternally 18.Before i cud go into papers ., i feel huge flood of 2012 hit me and pushing me off the dream.Guess someone has splashed water on my face in real world fer me to wake up...

Dream 4 :Titanic:

Titanic is a dreamboat cruising round and around Buddha on Hussain sagar.Its powered by Olympic rowers.I am Luck Less Bankrupt Pirate of local dried up backwaters and ponds , the legendary Jack Sparrow MBA (Master in Banditry Admin)PhD(Piracy) and She is Ladyluck Lass Devi-das:who gave multiple Best from Last performances in series of mega flops like Gangster,Woh lamhe etc who is severely addicted to drinking any thing that is in liquid state and is taking a break from her flops to recuperate along with her estranged husband cum bf cum makeup walla.

Indias 1.2billion population lives is at stake.Its now or never.As she walks into panipuri bar., i take this is an opportunity to join her during panipuri dollops

Secene2

Take 3 Panipuri bar in titanic

I find her getting confused over which spicy liquor to take along with panipuri as i wade my way behind her whisper into her ears
"So what poison u take to end cliche of boring women in CGI generated makeup ?"
Before she cud kill me with her razor sharp glances i add "These poisons are fer Men with Mettle not for Females as tender as Rose petals"

Now the sexist remark hit her pride and my powerful deo had titillated her pheromones as well..before i cud say further she challenged me into panipuri bottoms up

Unknown to her i slip sodium penthol The Truth Serum into Spice liquids..and wait to see when the effect takes place ..she gobbled one plate of panipuris after another ...i was still in 1st plate but she has already gone fer 10- 11 plate ....oh my ..what a glutton is she and what a capacity and dinosaurs appetite for panipuris .....

5 minutes pass..still no effect on her ...her body must have been made of Rhino hide with leather entrails??...another 15 nano seconds pass..I see her beautiful eyes colour change..and curvy smile evolute into bewitching laugh.Now i knew it.Truth serum has entered into her blood and setting her neuro transmitters haywire,.Now its my chance.

i design the interrogation innocuously : Well..Whats the plot in latest movie where your role is of terrorist and your target is in mumbai.Whats or Who is your target?

Still no response from her.I wonder if the Truth serum is of original not Chinese made junk.It even has ISI mark on it .I wonder.As i searched for answers ., it hit me like flash.She is an Actress in this dream.I got the key.i shout now

"Lights-camera-Action"

Immediately i find the desired change in her. She started babbling her dialogues to her invisible audience ...

""Target is to Win Indian Idol and later join Bollywood to be part of Fashion-2 along with other sexy actress Rabri Devi and Mayavathi""



Jeeeeeeeeezz..what a sinister plot hatched by Pakistani ISI .What a great PR Disaster to India if a Pakistani gal wins Indian idol and joins bollywood bandwagon??...


na ..na never ..this Favourite Son of Mother India on eve of 63 Independence day takes oath to never let it happen.....Whats the future ?..Watch out for ultimate Tom n jerry Cat n mouse game .............

Enchantress with AK 47

"Who is Salt : Spy vs Spy"

Every one knows what is salt .Chemically its Nacl. When asked who is salt , begins the avalanche of questions starting ""what the hell??""Yeah who is salt ?...it has become the biggest mystery since the beginning of history.The tough question has become core concern in Indian Intelligence communities since last week since everyone turned up in office as there are no big movies on screen esp with Kites and Ravan rolling in dust and not able to understand Inception plot despite of English subtitles to Hindi dubbing , these brave officers wanted to spend some quite entertaining time in office when this secret news leaked through public news channel,,,Who is salt ?...

Now RAW-Indian intelligence cannot afford another failure after not foreseeing flop of Kites andf loss of revenues from video piracy it had to incure in pakistan and dubai .So half the not-so-intelligent officers of RAW racked their unintelligent dusty brains and burnt midnight oil in tracking Salt as other half of Hyper Intelligent officers are busy tracking the lost puppy of Chief cum Big Boss Official Wife.All the Spy satellites were pressed to service and entire country's communication was put on tap.Still no avail.So they turned to last option. Activate
Agent 0 0 and a big ZERO Praveen De Caprio

Location Bullet proof Bakery, RAW HQ

I Praveen De Caprio hate wasting time working in office hence i officially taste and determine freshness and fitness of food stuff in office canteen/bakery before i let other office wallas eat.In one way i put my life in line in preventing mass deaths by purported pakistan attempt to poison staff of RAW.
I sincerely and seriously dont believe in bragging and self aggrandizement and speaking lots about my greatness and myself not that iam humble but because it affects sales when i release my fictitious Autobiography .I just ignore when world says that iam the smartest chap with sharpest looks,coolest man in the continent and brightest brains which runs at 256 kbps and with 16 gb inbuilt memory.Whats point in speaking truth again n again ..



So when the task of capturing International women ofmega mystery .,who is just know by her code named Salt has been given to me .I couldnt help smiling at the dossier of orders .Again i have to save the world single handedly from nuclear annihilation . Salt or Dumb Dolt.She has made her 1st mistake by making me her enemy no 1 .I activated my network of elite informers who include local pani puri walla , Beauty parlour walli, Chai walla , kaam walli. Playing with entire platoon of Pakistan is very easy for me as i have taken special training by watching all sunny deols( Indias paksitan expert) movies back to back.My elite informers dug deep into underworld, underground drain tunnels, over telephone poles and finally they were able to secure her photograph.Finally one photograph...Err ,,She is in burkha


ENCHANTRESS IN AK-47

Location :Kashmir Border

Once upon a Time (not in Mumbai) in PoK, there lived a girl who is as simple as trigonometry blended with coordinate geometry. She was Made in Pakistan Trained in Afghanistan Infiltrated into Hindustan.Her Target is Mumbai. Code Salt decodes into Sweet Ankita Julie(not u r pom puppy julie or old film julie.).She was thoroughly radicalized by her jihadi trainers and ISI handlers by making her watch sunny deols films and all K-serials of Ekta gupta.Now she is determined to infiltrate into India just like her predecessors have done who include Femme Fatale Ashwaria rai who infiltrated Hirtik in Dhoom 2 and Sensually skinny Karena into Don SRK in Don 2 ..She too would do the same ..Poor girl ..Both Kareena and Ashwaria failed in their missions and evcen she whould find the sam,e fate says PDC(not post dated cheque...its Praveen De Caprio the only man in India to understand Inception FILM without subtitles in 1st days 1st show )



what could be her target? India Gate? Independence day? Diwali? Common wealth games?My ice cool nerves tremble little. Why an English code name to Taliban Trained Assassin?Hmm...I just cant rely on spy satellites or some electronic or human intelligence anymore,I should become like Neo of Matrix and enter into Other side of world.I have to hit the target straight into her mind via her dream network..But for that ., i have to organise an elite team like in Inception OR IN Predator-1.But who?.Who would take part of such deadly missions where chances of commin out alive, unmarried and safe are micro minimal??

RockstarRamesh?..No chance.He is yet to recover after he has been molested by millions of female mosquitoes and consequent malaria

Rifle Roshini?..Negative..She is took oath of silence and chosen to remain incommunicado as a hermit as long as it concerns me ..


Svelte Seema? Poor girl is busy tutoring seven suicide bombers of seventh class in her School of Terrorism

Killer Critika:..She is busy training in Bhutan for comming commonwealth games with yak for her wrestling competition..

virus arun: ..Like jason in Jason Directive refuses the greek commando to join his mission as he was becoming dad ,., i refuse to allow him to be with me


then who?..whats next?..wtch for part 2 ...as i gather my team....adios cyber comrades

Devipuram 3 :Friendship Day

Friendship Day






Dedicated to All.Known and Unknown.Animate and Inanimate.and To Especially You

"Journey of Life is Measured in friends not in Miles" --Anon

I am back home.Rejuvenated,Refreshed and Raring for another go.I try to hold on the sweet feeling of lovely experiences i have gone through and over whelming gratitude to Universe for sustaining me and keeping me alive all these years and helping me/us from shadows in infinite ways without asking for anything in reciprocation and recognition.Anyway i cannot thank or show my gratitude to some one/thing who is so abstract and intangible.So allow me to be thankful to all you folks who are tangible alive and approachable.You here is exactly You.Iam not following any hierarchy while penning this down so there is no 1st best or last worst.

Every face has hides trillions of tragedies., luckily with u folks around ., life was fun.I enjoyed this game so far and hopefully forever or at least thats what is my mental makeup.During all my trials and tribulations and when i was hit by those psychic spikes., in midst of failures or when i took those wrong turns in life journey or when drowned in those seas of negativism and mental blocks that bubbled within me ..I knew i could count on you.Not that u needed to be next to me and carry life yoke.But i believe some of best answers to chronic questions come way of Silence.Unknown to you .,Your mere presence in my life has inspired me .I dont believe in Good and Bad friends.It all depends on angle we see it.There is Good in Bad and Bad in Good.So as intelligent Homosapien we are given gift of brains to choose

I usually hate giving undue importance to special and specific days., be it valentines day or mothers day or this day or that day.I go by mantra that if u want to do something this is the right time,For me everyday is special and holds Infinite Possibilities.Today i was wondering if Rakhi festival is round the corner after seeing so many stalls selling colourful threads only to know later that today is FRIENDSHIP DAY.I guess i better express my happiness of having you as my buddy or atleast as an important mile stone in my life journey taking that iam an Eternal Traveler and a Life Pilgrim.Moreover 2012 is nearing and so the chaos of doomday is zipping from every corner.Yogic gurus,Modern soothsayers ,Hollywood movies like 2012 and not forgetting funny buddy Ramesh and Cyber buddy Ankita are part of bandwagon in screaming the Voice of Noisy DoomsDay .Impending and Imminent they say ...

Well buddies ..Lemme counter with James bond movie..Tomorrow Never Dies (and hope u and i wont as well)

Keep smiling and Keep the flame of joy and hope blinking eternally.Remember buddies ., My phone might carry just 4-5 numbers but my mind has unlimited memories about you all with NO DELETE button.I might prefer loneliness for some reason but my heart always regales ur memory all time with no Pause button


Lemme begin the list with my Teacher in hyderabad

Sensei Hiroyuki Kumai : The pain during exercises and the raw fear that pulsuated my nerves during combat is nothing more important than lessons on Punctuality,Patience,Prayer,Dutifulness,gentleness, humility.Time and Forces of Nature can never erase them

Manga Japanese Comics and Libraries:Life would have been hopeless rotten if not for my healthy chronic addiction for written word and books and novels.So rosy is my life with comics like Tintin, Asterix,Archies,Phantom and Naruto.They really helped me to kep perspective and laugh like lunatic when life ws trying.

Mona Doshi: The distance is just 16000kms across the Atlantic but i feel you are just a heartbeat away.What is distance in Dreams and Love??.The love that sparks in your Doe eyes is not something i cant forget either in this life or ever after.

Rockstar Ramesh: Last link to Mangalore.You are kinda nicest and sweetest buddy.Did u read those 3 blogposts dedicated for you?.I remember and will finish off those paranormal experiences blog sooner than later.

Yoga and Martial arts: Half a Dozen styles from both., yet no big deal of Practice.Iam was just curoius seeker.Yoga and Martial arts though appear to be contrasting and lie on extreme ends of continuum but they are complementary.I cant claim expertise in them but they really ironed out many mental wrinkles n blocks with great precision and face my own demons within me.

Ankita 'Naughty' Nanda: Resident of Bytes.So simple yet so Sophisticated.So intelligent yet So Innocent,So Cute yet so confusing and funny..Girl., your academics and steel spine does inspire me to push the bar higher.Thanks for being my pal.

Mona Vellore:Cant believe it i know u for so many years despite of my trademark fickleness.You surely deserve a Param Vir Chakra and a Nobel prize for bearing all my jokes at compounded rate.Wonder which part of Planet are u now in...but u never cease to stop coming in my thoughts

Rifle Rohsini: Oh my ., what a Lethal Gun ur.No wonder they say Appearances can be deceptive.Trust me many a times i try to use your style of talking during important conversations.I didnt master it yet but i guess you know iam top gun fan of ur voice

Gafoor Khan: I pray to Allah the Merciful to help you in driving your family pack ab muscles to Amir 'Gazini' Khans 8 pack.Thanks for fueling my Entrepreneurial Desires and dreams

Chouji & Gato &Shikamaro: Decode those japanse names comes to Tarun and Rajoe and Arun.The Three fossilized idiotic friends from the start of my Life history..If not for this sneaky gay couple of chouji and gato , My life would have missed all the joy and mirth and thrill and finally the core of my existence.All the fun and Loads of horrifying Laughter has their name written on it.Coz of ur sneakiness i was able to fine tune my intelligence and ws always om toes.You folks have enriched my Sense of Mass humour to toxic levels.Now with you becoming Daddies., esp choujis hyper cute daughter veda, guess the legacy keps continuing..Isnt it ??MCMCMCMCMCMCMC (tats fer u chuji and return my money u have taken in 6th class)


I know dear., i missed many names but understand this mail itself is extempore..There are infinite number of names., some nameless and some faceless yet strong in their presence.


Phew as Lonny toons say .."thats all for today folks"


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Devipuram 2

Celebrating Life-Joy of being Alive






As i said i never plan the details.I just have a rough sketch but seldom i get into details.Now as i was returning from Devipuram temple i saw the hillocks covering the road and by sheer instinct and i deviated into thick foliage all alone without any plan or any equipment.The hill isn't very steep and has normal gradient.But the trees growing on hill made passage to summit very difficult.Gravity made them grow hugging to ground and its branches made a thick barrier on my path ahead.Yet as a ardent Nature lover i waded through the branches and thick shrubbery.It was raining incessantly.Appears Rain God has no holiday on Sundays.Finally with little difficulty i reached the summit of hillock.,
Strangely i felt no tiredness but more energy gushing through my nerves.



Here i stand at top of hill and i feel like iam on Everest.From here the scenario is indescribable.For miles and miles only colour thats dominant is Greeeeeeen!!!! .Its so superb.I can see the Devipuram temple as if its been dwarfed and fer miles n miles there is luxuriant mat of greenery.Weather is awesome.Rain and dark clouds dulled the light around.Chilling Wind howled through the woods around.Trust me the moment is Psychedelic.Joy erupted from every pore on my skin.This Virgin Nature drove my heart beat erratic and my mind stopped its chatter.For once Mind became silent and withdrawn.For a moment i tried to devour as much as i can of this scenic beauty.There wasn't a soul or dot of pollution for miles around,Its just You and Yourself and Enticing and Exhilarating Ecology.




Couldn't help admiring the Creators breathtaking Creation.Clouds slowly descended and covered the adjoining hills .Entire jungle is bubbling with life and i am brimming with in explainable joy.Leaning on branch i saw a new twig grown on it.And to it is fresh new born leaf.So tender it was , you could see all its internal nerves.So fresh n tender ., couldn't help planting a equally tender kiss on it with love from bottom of my heart,With so much joy around who wants another paradise,.??

I donno how long i was on summit., sitting quietly tuning my bio rhythm to Natures.Time made no sense to me at that moment morever my cell phone and watches were inactive as its Sunday,I could feel my mental waves flow just like oil stream from one container to another.



after sometime i decided to come back albeit reluctantly.If its in my home town forests by now i would become lunch to some wild animal.As i negotiated down the hill., it struck me i was totally lost.Climbing up is easy as it just needs will and strength.Climbing down needs skill.The rocks were slippery and not supporting and ground was damp.All directions appear the same,.Couldnt tell which direction i came up.And i have no watch as well so that i can figure out direction and Sun is invisible in this rain.All i need to do is trust my instincts and trust the Nature in showing the way.



"Que sera Sera-whatever will be .!!".will be.Let anything happen.I lived so many years in luxury and little petty issues shouldnt be allowed to cloud my lovely mood i just absorbed.Life is so beautful.The very idea of being alive is luxury and more presious than petty challenges we confront daily,isnt it ??..Somehow with few scatches and aches i descend successfully and right to nearby habitation..I just looked back at hill as it watched me back in equal stoic silence .Isnt life lovely? Isnt this celebration of Nature result of Light of Life burning within me .Then it struck me., its not nature iam celebrating ., Its Celebration of Life i ws enjoying .You dont need the reason to be happy and you are happiness in itself






Well Call it Nature , The One.Light or ,Universal Consciousness or God or any alias He/She is know as., Lemme confess., Never was i so sincere all my life when i used these words. "" I LOVE YOU ""

Devipuram-1

DEVIPURAM PART 1





This blogspot is dedicated to
""One and only one
Mamngalore favourite Son
Brighter than Sun
Deadlier than gun
None other than "The One"
Rockstar Ramesh""






I remeber the last words spoken to last mangalorean , Mr.Ramesh Sir, when iwas packing off from manglore on my transfer to vizag..He was asking me to visit his favorite deity in Vishakapatnam and wanted me to describe it in nano level clarity.I came to vizag two months back and my dream of Home state turned out to be Nightmare.Sultry humid climate.Strikes n bandhs, Expensive boarding, lifestyle inflation,heavy work , my art of living yoga clasess, new books, impending exams etc etc rendered me in breaking the promise.Art of Living Sudrashan kriya on saturday night has driven enough energy into my system that i have entered into trance like sleep which lasted less than 3 or 4 hours but i woke up sunday morning at 3 am fresh with energy bubbling every cell in my body system.I decided spontaneoulsy and within one hour i was in busstop without any fore thought.



Long before dawn struck the cloudy skies ,I took the 1st bus starting to Devipuram .The Holy Temple is just 50 kms away from Vizag.Nestled in between peaks filled with luxuriant foilage of greenary.The temple houses the Worlds only Sri Vidya Chakra yantra.I have little idea of Yantras except bookish knowledge from Aghora-2 book which has rich literature on Yantras.Yantras are geometrical patterns drawn for many purposes.Square Yantras for prosperity.Halfmoon yantra for subjugation.Triangle yantra for destruction.Pyramids of Egypt are yantras in itself .

By the way dont expect this blog to have my signature style crazy humour all over.This is a a spiritual sojourn and my mind is all empty filled with spiritual vibrations rendering me wordless.




The temple is 3 storied circular building.
Surrouding the temple are statues of nude Goddess each representing different siddhis.If my memory is right there are 7 Siddhis and 14 Riddhis.Better read "Living with Himalayan Masters" to know about these.I read in website that this tenple houses the Sri Chakra The highest yantra.,but despite of earnest search i couldnt find it.I walked up the stairs of this circular temple hoping i would find a huge Sri chakra yantra somewhere .First floor we see some Goddess and in second we see a 2-3 feet Sri chaktra meru Yantra and in last floor is one to look forward for.The odd feature is unlike all temples , here we find female priests.




The last floor is of Goddess RajaRajeshwari.Mother Goddess is sculpted in black rock in darkroom with natural camphor diyas.The effect is quite electrifying.I seldom saw anything more beautful . She exudes Beauty and Power.I was kinda awestruck and became numb in Her presence.She radiates grace and at same time gleams like Thousand Suns reflection on Steel Swords.






As i was comming down the stairs , still searching for a giant yantra, i realised where the yantra was.IAM IN YANTRA.., TEMPLE ITSELF IS A GIANT YANTRA.CONSTRUCTED LIKE SRI CHAKRA YANTRA...a giant yantra.I wanted to buy some thing for Ramesh but today is Gurupoornima and the shop is closed.Maybe next time.Till then this blog is my gift to u.




Little away from Temple is Shivalaya.Here Kamakhya and Siva temples are on a hillock. At the ground level is the Sri Meru temple.

Kamakhya devi is the form of yoni(Female genetials), the mother of all. All 10 maha-vidyas including the Sri-Chakra reside there. Devotees can do serious sadhanas here in AP, saving the trouble of going to Assam to see Kamakhya. Kanyas, desiring soubhagyam get abhishekams done at the "dhara" in Kamakhya here. Chidless couples get their desire fulfilled here.

Siva temple has a marble Lingam and phallic Lingam (Male genetials)outside for archana. Prior to Muslim and Christian eras, satvic tantrics worshipped phallus as Siva, yoni as Shakti and offered their joys to Siva-Sakti. Even today, sadhakas are doing these pujas in secret places all over the world.





At the ground level, the temple itself is a big Sri-Cakra. Walking into it, life size Khadgamala deities greet the visitors. Some are nude. They openly suggest that desire should be directed towards God/Goddess. This is the concept behind Bhakti, expressing love and desire for God/Goddess.

Now i got the knack behind the Yoni and Shivlinga.Its The Kundalini-The Piromordial Energy.In seat of Man is Muldhra chakra where kundalini that is Goddess Shakthi is all coiled up and In had lies Shahshra Chakra where Shiva remains .The union of Shiva and Shkathi means complete awakening of Kundalini in a man and He becomes SadaShiva .The immortal and the man who is above Maya The Cosmic Illusion.The wolrd of Duality

Shiva temple is the only place here we find a male priest.He saw me and in one glance , He saw through my ignorance .He asked me politely to what puja i was going to do?.(I am totally ignorant of religious rituals though iam spiritual)., i just told him i came to pray.Where am i from was his second question (now i wonder what should i say.?..Shall i say i just came from Mangalore and now in vizag or should i say about my home town where i havent gone for years or what?..)Whats the purpose of comming to temple(Now iam totally zero.I have no idea why iam here excpet i took decsion spontaneously at 3 am.I seldom think.I just do spontaneously) Anyways i tell him my friend in mangalore is sick and iam here to pray for him.

He told me to cricumbulate around Lord shiva in Phallus form 12 times in clock wise and photography is prohibited.My ignorance reached zenith as i never been to temples and still less into these rituals and rules.I didnt know from whcih side i should start .Right or Left.Again he hinted me that i should follow clockwise.Again problem.I dont wear watch on sundays .Luckily i saw some one come and do it and i followed them blindly.







Photography of Shivlinga is Prohibited .But i wanted to show Ramesh all good things here.Promise is a Promise .Ne er in my history i have a record and reputation of breaking my word.Never!!So i sneak out and take a picture through a small hole.Hope God forgives me after all Journey of Life is measured in friends not in Miles.




Finally the weather .The weather is beautful,Cloudy and drizling .Nature is just like in Maniratnam movies.Rather walking back to busstop , i just cut across the road and walked into trees filled hills.No preparation.No plan.No nothing.Spoentaneous decsion.Remeber what Zen saying goes "Jump -Net will Appear"...Here i dive into unknown ...







Well Ramesh ...Promise Fulfilled .But this is not end.Its just the begining of 2 part series.To be Contd