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

PARANORMAL EXPERIENCES -1

SPIRIT OF LANCER BARRACKS

Time : Past Midnight
Location : Lancer Barracks
Officers quarters
Hyderabad

It was a moonless cold night.Mercury dipped to all time low to 11 degree celsius.My home in the Lancer Barracks. (Heavily barricaded and walled Colony).It had newly built houses and very few century old houses as well. Mine was of Pre-Independece-British era .The house is very big, roof is very high showing off the colonial architecture and with all those extra wide walls and high roofs really really gives an eerie creepy and gloomy impression just like moors of london. A fully grown banyan tree which is said to be hundreds of years old at the rear and huge mighty oak tree at the front of house further adds up spice to my spooky locality .If only these trees had power of words.,they could narrate a stories of bygone era perhaps is what i thought as i retired to my bed.these houses have an thick spooky aura around them espically during nights.Rumours were always uttered in whispers.One rumour added to another. And everyone in locality knew it and avoided these set of olden days houses.Everyone had an idea of these spooky stories ..expect ME..Living alone




Cool breeze and ruffling of leaves rented my room.I wrapped myself with thick woolen blanket to escape chillness. I was so tired after a hectic day i just dived into deep sleep without bothering those creepy sounds wind is making along with trees . Within no time i was lost in sweet mystique dream world . Some time passed.All in a sudden i opened my eyes with a start as i heard sharp moaning piercing my ears.It was just locality dog but some how its moan was different it disturbed entire tranquility around it some what reminded me Hound from Sherlockholmes novels. Irritatingly i forced my self snuggle beneath the covers . I found it difficult to get back to sleep so as i was struggling i felt some trickling sensation in my ear . Without thinking much i just brushed ear with my hand before closing my eyes .As i turned my body angle in semi concious state i felt the same sensation again , it was like some one taking a feather and trickling it in my ear. Someone teasingly playing with feather in my ears. I tried to dismiss it as dream but some how the feeling was strong . I got up in sleepy state and switched on the lights.There i found the culprit .I found my kitten happily curled itself into a fluffy ball sleeping along with me under blanket . I reasoned that tail of kitten was getting into my ear as i rolled on bed.With out any compassion i just pushed it out of my bed . With a low purring voice it jumped out of bed feeling greatly disturbed and disgusted with my act as it jumped out and slid itself in darkness of empty adjoining room . Time was already past 2 am . Cruel time to get disturbed. Not even half an hour passed before i switched off lights and closed my eyes .Once again i experienced the same creepy sensation like someone trickling feather in my ear . Now all the sleepiness diappeared into night . Now i was damn sure it was no mid night winter dream nor it was cats tail tricks . I was wide awake and shocking part was that trickling feeling was still continuing .Without thinking anything i just jumped out of bed and swiped out deadly oriental weapon "Nan chaku" and swung it in darkness in one fluid like motion with all my strength , I knew it, if any one is around , and if he or it comes in contact with nanchaku s rod , is sure to drop down .To my horror and surprise, my nanchaku returned to another hand smoothly with swishing sound .I switched on the lights and scanned entire room .Under the cots , under the table found nothing. Taking defensive stance i walked into hall cautiously .Everything was still except curtains playing along with winter winds .Room was extremely cold . I looked out of my grilled door ,even owls and bats on great oak tree werent making any noises,no street dogs either ..Everything was still and silent except occasional rustle of leaves due to the wind . Courage and Confidence were always my prime assets but tonight some how fear of unknown seems to penetrate those virtues. All my instincts were on high.I again tried to think over everything about this strange experience . It was no dream , was my mind playing tricks on me or was it some kind of poltergeist visiting my home unable to bear cold out side and started playing with me. .What ever it is , iam sure there was definitely some thing out there in darkness . With all confused thoughts i regretted my decision of not going out to tour with rest of family ..slowly i slid back into covers .It was quite unsound sleep .

In the morning still sleepy and in groggily state as i was brushing my long hair i expereinced the simliar twirl of feathers in my ear...instantly i realised it was my long hair locks which were causing those trickling sensation last night when ever i was rolling on the bed .

Moral: Keep ur hair short


Well Folks that was just an fun filled true story of fake ghost but what iam going to write in comming weeks is no story and its truth which i have experienced in the same home...Hope u enjoy it ..Believe it or not ...Adios fer now


Courage Conquers.........but its Love thats driving force on this Planet

Ghost Busters

WEAK HEARTS STAY OUT


Salaam-Namaste-hullo-jumbo-jakaaz Web crawling Netizens...Oh my what a over whelmeing response i have got after the blog psot on Mr.Ramesh.Now evreyone has become fan of this Man of No-Longer-mystery (Thanks to me).Now every girl to grown up aunty is dreaming only about this man.Forget Women ., even Men started enquring about his number and where abouts.....!!!

whatever ...on serious note ...some folks are asking me to write on something paranormal ....welll next 3- 4 blogs would be only on paranormal experiences that i have personally experienced or i feel i have expereinced ...so if ur of weak heart better stay out ..latter dont complain me abiyt ur heart atacks n chills down the spine ...

the plot is ready but words arent ....time is the problem...i have little time left in office where i have to read comics and two newpspaers and ofcouyurse not forgetting my afternoon nap of 2-3 hours ...and in remaining time i have to strainous work of office like signing my attendece register., eat lunch n go back home ....so i have to manage time before i go ballistci on this blog ...iam sure within in next 3 weeks i wud come with it ..


well buddy whoi asked me to wriote on these ....see u off in 3 weeks ..

astalavista buddy
Sagar

Tantra--The Esoteric Science

This blog post is dedicated to one of the last Living Legends on this planet or atleast in Mangalore ymca.The ROCKSTAR RAMESH.Mr.Ramesh is not known to many on this planet(EXCEPT dobhi walla messwalla and his office wallas) coz thats the way he wanted.He is International Man of Mystery.Totally secretive and ignominous.He is so secretive that no one knows where he lives., Even in ymca hostel he is unknown.Even in his room he is unknown coz he has no room mates.No one knows that he works in Aspinhall.Every aunty next to ymca and nurses in athena hospital think he is Jamesbond or somesort of secret agent like TomCruise in Knight and Day.His past is under thick curtain of secrecy.His age stopped at 18 and that was around 20-30 years ago.Not he has frozen time or reversed Ageing via Rasayana sciences of Ayurveda or discovered Sanjivini of ancient scripts or just frozen like Mammoth in ice.He just stopped celebrating his birthday after his 18th year(Great discovery to stop aging.But he denied nobel prize fer his discovery coz he didnt want any more publicity) If i use his Mathmatical Formula to calcualte MY age then my age is just 8 or 9 coz i celeberated my birthday only ONCE and that was in my 3rd grade.

Ther reason for this blog is that sugar sweet ramesh is sick and bedridden.He was simultaneously attacked and molested by group of FEMALE-mosquitoes and resultant by product out of this erotic love game is MALARIA.I just hope he gets wellsoon and this blog is way to kill sometime while he is recovering and rejuvenating.

Jokes apart This Man has got hyper brilliant sense of humour (just like me but fw notches below..Remeber iam the King of Ring in wild sense of ballictic humour) and He goes to extreme lengths to help others even when u dont ask for it .I guess Red Cross has to take few tips from him,Apart from injecting me with his trademark infectious humour., He also introudced me to Sri Chakra Yantra.The highest yantra in Indian spirituality. I dont claim any knowlwdge about this yantra But i know how Tantra yantra and Mantra has become popular in the world depsite those being secret sciences handed over from Guru to Desciple through word of mouth.Quite phonomenal memory we Indians had.Imagine All Vedas and Tons of Ancient Literature passed on for 5000 years before being written and put on paper?.Funny part of East is things wont become popular till West accepts it.Yoga became craze in India only after Beetles and other Westerners embraced it.Gandhism when Jennifer aniston spoke on it.Buddhism became more popular with entrants like Richard Gere.




Similary long long ago when British Ruled India., there was a judge by name John Woodroffe who was judge in Calcuta court,The story goes like this ,Once he was trying to give judgement on some case but whenever He was comming to conclusion and deliver the juddgement., His mind mysteriously developed ache and used to go haywire and confused.It happned many a times before his Indian police friend cracked the mystery behind his infrequent mind attacks,It seems whenever he is about to deliver the judgement ., excately at that moment a Sanyasi outside the court woukld start chanting mantras whioch casued psychic attacks ion judge.Only after driving away the sanyasi ,john woodrofe was able to give judgement.

After this incident., He spent his rest of his life studying Indian scriptures and all esoteric yogic sciences and came out with his magnum opus
KUNDALINI THE SERPENTINE POWER under penname Arthur Avalon which blazed the western societies with Indian wisdom.(I always wonder if there is any link between doctors sign of Two Serpents and same sign of kundalini Two Interlocked Snakes)

I hope the day would come when Rockstar Ramesh would master all 7 Siddhis and 14 Riddhis and all Mantra-Tantras of Athervanaveda and become the most Exalted Swami of South-North India

Viva Ramesh..viva Myself

Black and White

Remember Micheal jackson song ...I dont care if ur black or white ...i guess we should rephrase it as "i just care if ur only white ". Isnt it ."White is in".Black was never in so there is no point in saying "Black is out".Other day i saw a poster of where an internationally acclaimed Indian Spiritual Guru blessing a foreign devotee.Funny is the world where most of Indians love to migrate to West and most of Westerners are attracted to Eastern mysticsm.Hmm..Satisfaction seems to be an utopia.Other side is always green.Isnt it ..Ok comming back to our poster., its ironic to see 9 out of 10 times our Gurus photos with white westerners seldom with Blacks and still rarer is to be with our brethern.,Indians.You can find this in any ashram.Be it Art of Living or Osho or Iskcon. The story is same .White Westerners are given more respect than our own Indians.I dont think its the question of westerners and easterners.Its more White versus Black and White wins always.Obama is case of exception and he is Half white or say half black .We get to see deep racist mind of we Indians in matrimonials advts."Wanted.Female.Fair.Slim.Homely"(Homely means mild mannered shy obedient ..simply put .They want a virgin., not pubbing dancing vixin.Trust me guys ., badder the gal is ..intesrting the life wud be..so stimulating )






I guess Asians especially Indians cant get rid of being ColourConcsiousness.Its been running in our blood fer centuries starting from Aryans.Aryans the foreigners who settled in India were always potrayed as Fair and Handsome and where as Dravidians the local inhabitants as Black and fat lipped.I wonder if we Indians have lost sense of self respect under 400 years of slavery under white imperialistic british.Whatever the reason is or could be ., the White Fact is Black is Out(expect for dresses) and hope iam wrong.If everyone is happy with what they are where would companies of Fair and Lovely and etc creams to make u fair overnight would be.They would go bankrupt overnight and Thanks to our Ignorance we are supporting thosands of jobs and driving the economy by helping such companies.Ignorance is just not Bliss but truly a valuable asset .Isnt it folks??

Remever what Shreya says in film Shivaji to Rajinikanth on why she rejected his proposal

A)She is just eternally 18 and he just touched the age of her youthful great grandfather?

B) She calmly compares their hands.Shreyas fair soft hand to Rajinkaths not-so-fair hand. didnt understand ?..Even Rajinikath didnt undetstand in 1st go ...watch the film if like ...

here by i rest my case /....till next idea zooms into my ever busy cranium n ever rusted cardiac.

How To Get a Girls Attention in 3 steps .....

All journeys end in giving gratitude to all those who helped u in this journey....just few days back an official communique landed on my desk saying a Rarest of Rare news to you and especially newly posted officer like me ..Its as rare as extinct Dodo of Mauritius resurfacing or Snow avalanche in Sahara ..news was abt my transfer orders to to vizag ...immediately i prepared checklist of all i have to do with neutral emotion ....Gifts to Boss, Hostelers and Thank yous to Laundry wallas/mess wallas/cybercafe wallas/etc who made my life comfortable.....Sooner than i cud think i found myself in AC car of Howrah Express ...

It was a long long long journey and a chatterbox like me was feeling drained with lack of conversation with no one ..and my jaw muscles were hopelessly getting rusted due to inactivity ....i scan around ...4 people including me in train ...one chap busily sleeping fer past 14 hours (My my ..appears he wanna break Kumbakarna sleeping record ...) my neighbour ..a hippie is too busy listening to hallucinating songs (pakka druggie i guess)....and the last one ..a Female .. pretty software engg from bangalore ....sticking to cellphone always as if its part of her anatomy ...Damn this cell phones ....

Stretching my long legs across the floor ..slumped n crumpled in my berth .My mind went on debating with whom i shall strike the conversation ..Hippie??..But i dont do heavy music or drugs ..so OUT...How about waking the Sleeping Beauty??NONO impossible stuff ....hmmm..the Pretty Gal is apt...Fer me every gal is pretty ...challo...But i wonder HOW?...what if she rejects out rightly ....it wud be so embarrassing ..and fer next 10 hours ..it wud be awkward....eeeks ...wht am i thinking ....iam Naruto fan..Fear shud be absent ..Moreover its insult to my intelligence if i back of such a small HR coup...Its time to put all those negotiating skills in display After all Lifes is all about Negotiation....Before pulling this Coup., i need to sleeping brain to wake up ...from its slumber ...before i use my tricks i have to wonder what kind of women she is ...Capturing a Girls ..especially a pretty one ..is the Art and Science closely and strongly researched by all Wanna-bes Casanovas, Anthropologists, Behaviorists, Film-writers etc etc...Now here i display a spark enough to dazzle Sun itself ..




Hmm..The Girl is silent ...all the time struck to phone ..speaking softly..hmmm...Firstly i change my brain from Silent mode to Active :...i immediately jump high into air show off my rippling hulk muscles which always wud be in invisible mode(no wonder including me ,no one has seen them yet) ....i do some karate techniques that i taught to Bruce lee n Jet lee ...i do some long n high jumps ...REACTION::.hmm..she hardly bats an eyelid ....she doesn't even give a proper glance at me ....maybe she must have thought iam some street juggler .....Fine ...i guess i have to upgrade my cerebral software to catch her attention

Again ..i upgrade status of mental levels

Active to Extreme: ..now with brute muscles strengths of no avail..i try to show of my skills in other-way ....I find my neighbour druggie and wanna be rock star with weird hairstyle n still weirder goatee searching nervously ...On asking he said his mom wud kill him if she comes to know that he dropped his brand new phone stylus ...(he is a kid...amazing ...must have had fast growing harmones in built in him ..)....after listening to his drug tales fer few minutes i give sagely advice ...""((Now the gal wondered what this Wise man to Vizag would do to ease the situation)) i say .. Just give a missed call to ur mom ...and switch of ur phone ....most probably she wud call back to her ladla beta in train traveling lonely ...when frantically she tries ..u calmly switch on after sometime n call her n tell u lost ur phone ....before she cud scream ur ears off ..tell her u found ur phone ....and just stylus is missing ....Human Mind naturally compares n finds u lost small stuff ..n forgives u ..

Smart tactic ...now the girl attention is ruffled ....i see her pupils enlarge ...hmm..gud ...ice cold silence thawed a little ...but not to required state ....now i go fer final assault ...this shud make or break the silent barrier ...Third and Final step...Get the Gal or get out of Train

Mind mode changed from "" Extreme to Nuclear"" ...Now My mind is powered by Plutonium. The dangerous toxic and lethal radioactive material banned by half the world is too dangerous to my anatomy but as i said ..ONLY 3 STEPS...and this is THE LAST STEP

Now by Now she knows my existence..No more Shock & Awe is necessary. Just smooth scalpel surgery on her psyche to make her get out of her cocoon.

Sitting in my trademark pose ..with legs out stretched across her Zone of Comfort (Psychologically breaking her barrier)..i pop few nuts into my mouth and offer the same to now-happy druggie-hippie..He declines. No wonder as i guessed He wants Pot not Nuts. Immediately i offer the same to her. As usual.,She declines(Perfect to me)
I blurt out "See..No signs saying that its dangerous to accept food from strangers annd strangers r just would be pals"" (A Small Smile broke in corner of her lips ...Enough!!but still not enough )..Now to apply all Sherlock Holmes skills

"So...Is even ur Fiance a software engineer like u ??"

Now this is a master stroke Ace ...Her Eyes spoke more than her mouth ,,?How the hell do u know ?...Do u know my fiancee?..how do u know that iam a software engg?..How?How?

Now that's a trade trick..In what occasion would a girl be all blushing and speaking 24/7 to someone nonstop??Unless its new bf or engagement...simple...Always look into eyes ,,,hair on ears ...they say tons ..

Well buddies ..what followed was Fun till end of Journey.She gave me tips where to find house , directions, etc in vizag...Now most important part of story ..Heres the point when Ego naturally gets puffed up and tries to encash in current situation .Loosely translated it means Exploiting ur Skills fer Selfish Ends ...Here with all my experience i tell u..i warn u ..Misuse your skills even fer Micro moment ..You are Finished...There is no force on this planet that would stop u from suffering of ur wages ..Wages of Sin

Arabian Nights-True Blue Film

Hail Comrades of Cyber world who read my blog ..Hats of and trust me U deserve a Nobel and Param Vir Chakra fer attempting so hazardous ....


whatever ...million apologies fer putting some life into this story now which i have written eons ago ....reason is genuine ...i cudnt come with proper ending ....somethings ever change ,,,even now iam not able to come with convincing end,,,,,but guess some things are impossible ....(Adidas plz note)....



Crowds and Queues are always anathema to my psychology ..hence i seldom go to crowded places like movie halls and shopping malls .Other day to kill some time i ordered a film DVD online ...no not my regular action crime or comic thriller but a real hot adult film.when practicals are zero , theory comes alive ..Its Arabia's 1st Blue movie ever made in its history...what more ., It has 7 "X"s trade mark on the DVD cover symbolizing the extent of its erotica levels ..A book-let is given with warning of adult film in 20 languages in its 21 pages and the last page had pictorial warning on case viewer is illiterate.

The movie name is ""ARABIAN RED HOT NIGHTS -A DESERT EROTICA"" THE very name is quite titillating i wonder how ummu yumu would be the film ...Going by reviews and few teaser pictures on DVD covers..iam sure "Their Blue film" would be better than '"Our Blue film"..yeah akshay kumar film Blue ...after all if their blue movie is the 1st erotic movie shot in vast desert..Our movie is 1st Hindi movie shot in underwater...and our blue film is shot with hot actors in hot undergarments only (thank God i didnt see our blue movie ..who the hell wanna watch sanjay dutt with paunch in semi nude pose)....however any movie wud be better than our blue movie ..But Blue is Blue ..whether its their blue or our blue .Any blue is better than No blue or Some blue is better than Swine flu or Swine flu is better than our Blue or their Blue is better than our swine flu ....oh my confusing buddies ..no more Blues i know u r saying boo hoo hoo and ready to flush this into nearest loo .....okoko...back to review

this book-let says it is banned in entire middle east and other puritan countries.All High Priests and Guardians of Religion after watching this movie million times back-to-back non-stop till DVD got spoilt after over used they issued a ban on this movie .Fatwa has been slammed on it but some conditions are tagged to this maniacal fatwa..Its banned only fer women ..not for men...why ?...i think its like driving being banned for women ...If women know how to drive ...they wud dump their octogenarian husbands who have 60 sixteen year old wives and elope with their drivers etc ...tat cud be the reason or so i guess ...





okoko the story before i drift aside....a Man-our hero ...completely covered except his fierce eyes gaze out of his Bedouin mask a desert warrior ...falls in love with a desert flower ..a Women or a girl or a teenager ..age indeterminate as she is covered totally top to toe with burka ...even eyes r behind the veil ....now enter the villan another masked warrior who has license to thrill on his 2 stroke ...errr double humped camel ......in this love triangle goes on the story ....

whats next?....errr ..heres the real anti climax ...i tried to think out of it but my mind met with story-bankruptcy ...maybe like movie avatar which james cameron made out after 14 years ....i wud come with continuation after .errr 14 days or so ....sorry ...thanks fer reading it till here ....as they say in Japanese fer long good bye SAYONARA

George of the jungle

Wake up Sid..!!!!

Floccinaucinihilipilification ...perhaps that word is son of Godzilla and hybrid anaconda.Askme not the meaning for i myself donno but it seems to be synonymic to something like USELESS....hmmm...i dont hate that word as i co-relate to that word.Here iam...Lonely on this planet.Zillion of universes, Trillions of stars, 6 billion earth population, billion n odd Indias citizenry and Lonely Me....One Life .One Me.

This is the story of Me who got caught in the whirl storm of something i cannot define nor can something that my cerebral strenghths choose to understand.I donno what iam writing nor i know why iam writing and to whom iam writing.Perhaps this is my current mental state.Confused, Confounded, incoherent and Comical.I really wonder why God created me when the world deserves more Gandhis,Nehrus and Mother theresas.But students of Histories and Optimists are happy that He created Me-the Nameless and Faceless and Historyless rather than someHitler or Saddam hussain n thuis fattening their academic books and destroying around the world.

I really wondfer whats the purpose of my life. I sleep with no dreams.Either of Past or Person or Future.Future with no Promise and Past is Insignificant.Present utterly bland..Life is monotonous. Nine to Five job.Ten to Seven Sleep.No sense of combing, No sense of Style, No Sense .Just Nonsense.No bf,No gf,No commitments,No wife,No life.Kitchen knoife seems to have more worth than my life.

I wonder if iam gods only Prototype with all innovative components to touch the excellance reflecting extreme misery.Am i one of those guinea pigs or Lab Rats on this planet fer God or Devil?

Darkness..Darkness..and more Darkness.Everywhere i see ..Every direction ..all my eyes capture is pitch black darkness.Only sound is deafening Silence .More i try to penetrate the darkness...the more it envelopes me .Not just the surroundings but it seems to penetrate even my body ..blood ..veins..bowels ..Entire body saturated to brim by darkness.Darkness which has many synonyms .Frustration.Loneliness.Desperation etc etc many more etcs

This blog began with no theme nor will conclude with tangible conclusion.Is there any rule that everything that has a begining should have end ?.Cant some Ends be
Never Ending?.Frankly i donno what to write more or how to end .My brain has gone blank as it was in the beginning...all blank and conquered by Darkness ,..Wake up buddy