Orissa- A Travelogue

Orissa?...but why?..of all the places in world why Orissa?...

I was wondering why my colleague wanted to visit Bhubaneshwar .He wanted to write some exam and wanted me to tag along with him on the trip.Even befire he came with valid acceptable lie to drag me along i gave my last and final verdict. "No Way"..You dont expect a guy of my calibre who has Phd in Laziness and Inertia to sweat on sundays in some Place whcih i know nothing of ., either language or anything and morever Naxalites and other anti social elemnts are pretty much active these days in those parts.
"No way" i told again before he could reason with me again..as i closed my eyes again n trying to re enter into my dream world







But this Ashish the Bihari babu is pretty stubborn.Qucikly he opened Google, Wikipedia and zeroed on Orissa Tourism site,
He was bent on pulling me out of my slumber.He started shooting marathon excuses on Why i should go along with him...

In Oirssa , they speak Oriya exclaimed Ashish

Without even opening my eyes i blurted out "So what ??"

He countered"You can understand Oriya culture better if yiou know oriya and we can get to understand oriya gals better"

Yawn..I didnt bother answering, i just covered my face with Robertludlum Bourneys Supremacy ., Anyway you dont need to know language to win a gal

"How about Temples??Bhubaneswar, the capital of Orissa, is also popularly known as the "Temple City of India"

Hmm..Iam Agnostic and Non Ritualistic i answered

How about many green botanical parks? He questioned

I love greenary and natural wildernes not clean n green parks,.Morever Parks are for couples and iam Overtly and Covertly Single.,Though in my dreams iam linked to Katie Holmes and engauged to Ana Ivonovic in my hyper sense of imagination.







He , relenlessly took another swipe at me " Imagine the local cuisine , When was the last time u experumented the food beyond Andhra food?..Now he touched my heart ., he knows what a big foodie iam ...but still ...hmm...maybe or may not be ..,,reason not convincing enough

No Way ,,,is my answer still ..now and forvere .Once i give word ., its like being etched on stone.No force can change it

Books and Nature are always my 1st and ever lasting love being Food comming next in series,He knew it.
He pushed his final arguemnt"How about visting Historical locations on mountanoius region in Kalinga ??...""








Even before He completed the sentence i was in train to bhubneswar mentally watching the scene that i have seen million times in past.Its from movie" Asoka " by Sharukh khan.The encounter betwen Sharukkhan and Kareena kapoor.

""Kareena Kapoor:Kshrtraiya hu ..mar javogi (Iam warrior ...You will be dead)

Sharukkhan:Margyaa (Iam dead)""


This one dialgue is my favourite., i might have seen it in youtube million times..It maybe the effect of Asoka the historical king or Sharukhkhan the history maker on me,But King Ashoka is a facsinating character.No king has ever given up war and conquest when he was at peak of his power n energy in the world and embraced Buddhism ..As HGWells , a biritsh author says ..

"In the history of the world there have been thousands of kings and emperors who called themselves 'their highnesses,' 'their majesties,' and 'their exalted majesties' and so on. They shone for a brief moment, and as quickly disappeared. But Ashoka shines and shines brightly like a bright star, even unto this day."






King Ashoka is said to be ChandiAskoha meaning "Terrible Ashoka" as he had unquenchable thirst for war and conquest.His territorioes spread as far as Afgnanistan .He brutally massacred all the claimants to throne which legend says he kiled 100 of his own brothers .whatever maybe the case .. Kalinga war was turning point of his life.Kalinga now in Orisa put a stiff resistence to Ashoka forces but was finally defeated .Entire Kalinga was razed to ground.Thousands killed and many more thousands deported.The River Dhuavathi turmed red with blood of killed .The sight of massacre created a sesmic change in Ashoka heart and attituide towards war whereby He immeduately gave up war and promoted peace and Buddhism




Photos:

Stupa built by a Japanese govt overlooking Dhulavathi river where Kalinga wart was fought

Buddhist relics in State Museum

Trrrrrrrrrrrrring...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

""It takes a Minute to Offend Someone
An hour to like Someone
And a Day to Love somoene
and a Lifetime to Forget Someone""

I very strongly believe that "Sundays" are greatest gift by Gods to Mankind and ultimate discoveries by Man on this planet after Inventions of yummy Cuisines of Dosas and Mysore Bajjis (if u r in karnataka its goli bajji).Its not that sundays are holidays and i can laze around., infact be it sunday or monday ..i wud be still lazing and daydreaming and everyday is Fun-day

Sunday newspapers are gateways to understand a city.Any new place i go ., first thing i would do is buy all sunday newspapers.Sunday newsoapers will be loaded with many intesrting artciles n comics .Films are strict no-no to me on sundays .(who wants to sit in theatre filled to its full capacity., better watch it on monday or tuesday when half the theatre wud be empty)...okok

Today...weather is good.Cloudly.Breeze playing around me ,Already my mind has gone into tranquility mode after AOl meditation...Suddenly tranqiulty broke by phone vibration....Now this is "Surprise of Century" ...How did i ferget to switch off my phone on sunday.Sunday is strict No-no day fer Communications....fer a moment there was a tremor in my otherwise tranquil mind.The number...The number flashing on phone is of 10 digits...Its number that flashed in my dreams millions of times in far dead past.

Now the phone starting purring softly as cell volume went on ascending mode

10 digit number signifies only one thing. International call!!!.. Who would give me International call.??.and why ?

I observe the number.Its starting with 001 ..American number .Only one thing it means.

" Its Her .....!"

Time there should be roughly midnight.Hmm..the girl has become noctornal ...

"TRINGG"
Now the phone started moaning in raised pitch.

Why?..after so many years.Why ..suddenly?.now the important question is not 'WHY?' but should i take the call or not




Its been 5 years approxmiately since we parted on consensual basis .Now the call comes all out of blue..Shall i lift it or not ?...The Volcanic dilemma erupts mentally.

"TRIIIIIING.!!!!"

Surprising.,she still remebres me.I thought American life would have erased my memories from her mind and heart.

I have erased her memory completely with little or no residue.Now this call comes.Shall i ignore it like i have ignored and torn the letter given by cutetest gal in Engineering in front of all seniors gaping at me jealosuly?How immature and coward had i been at that time when i just tore the letter without even looking contents inside just out of fear and embrassment,Hmm..now i have come long way since that incident,
i

TRRRRRRRIIIING...
shall i or shant i ?..THE DIlemma rocks my cranium contents.Being in world of Finance., Mind automatcially generates Risk Assessment Report

My head seems to split like Raavan 10 heads .Each giving a Reason and Answer.Good ., bad and ugly Reasons and in middle lie Me.Totally Confused and Incoherent.

Why is she calling me after so many years.?.Is she trying to redeem the promise i held fer her that i wud stand by her irrespective of what time period of our lives it is .Damn., I hate giving such promises which wud put me in fix.But in Love ., Who is Sane??.I cant break a word that i have given.History is yet to see the day i wud break a promise.Its matter of reputation.The gal might have gone from life but the word thrives.Word is word .Once given.It canot be broken.No matter what.

TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIMGGGGG
now the phone started howling in cool wind

The Gals seems like from another lifetime.,,i cant lift the call and bring back the all Past rushing to Present,Its tempting but i cant.Momentarily it is good idea and tantazling idea to lift the call and hear the same soft n sweet voice again.But i wonder whats the long term consequences and implications can be?.

i cant take the call.One cannot become weak emotionally atleast A Man Cant,.Past is past and its Dead past .I know all my crazy pals esp Gato and Chouji wud scold me fer not taking the call but after all its my life .At end only Iam responsible for all decsions i take.and icant shrink from taking tough decisions.





Hmm..Gato and Chouji always scream and break my eardrums on singing her virtues and how best, beautiful she is ...hmmm.She might be best But i cannot go against anyones Wishes and Will.She might be best but that doesnt mean iam tooo ordinary.I may be single maybe thats reaosn good enough to invite this hyper pretty gal back..But I am not scared of being alone perpetually.Iam giver of love not a beggar of love., Its matter of self respect.If she is not there then Someone wud come.Weak people believe that Partner from Past is best coz they already know inside out of them and are comfortable with old than venture into new waters .Known Devil is better than Unknown Angel" is the mantra..I dont fear New nor Feel for Old..She maybe Best.But I make My partner "Better than the Best"

TRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING...CELL IS HOWLING LIKE 100 TRUMPETS

On positive sie its a golden opportunity to test how far i have taken control over my emotions since the end of our courtship.I want to see if the embers in my heart still glow in red with fire for her or not.Sitting on roadside pavement .i make a complete chcklist of all Physiological parameters within me .Hope people wont feel iam some kind of levis wearing vagabond or road side romeo with chinese made phone on streets...


i guess all my physical emoti0onal and mental senses are in order...


""Mind though initially surprsied and startled due to sudden flash of her number..now its all calm and tranquil and placiod.No agitation or frutsration.


Nasal senses Breeze not Sweet Whiff of her scent on her nape of neck.Speak of pheromones

No day dreaming.Mind doesnt project her face on mental screen

No insomnia., i still sleep peacefuly with no dreams

no mental fluctuations or cradiac beat gone haywire.....Hand still feels cold N81 out dated phone not imaginiing her small n soft hands ..Habits are same since iam born..Teetoteler..dosa lover..comics onsessed


Hormonal release is normal .No Nostalgia of Past or Aspiration of Future..!stress hormone cortisol is nullified and negated by happy hormone Doipamine resulted from new comic books i bought yesterday""

Thats it ..Everything is perfect


Whats wrong in taking the call ...maybe its a just a Courtesy call ....hmm Mind comes with various tricks ..when u want soemthing ., Mind surely comes wuth Hyper good reasons to do it ...NO No no Iam not going to fall fer tempttations ...

Shall i take the call or not ...?Hmmm.....call ceases...

hmmm...Call dies naturally ...shall i call back ?..no way ...N0 matter what happens ..no matter who is there or not ...what happens or not ...

shall i ..shall i not ? coffe or tofee ..the arguement continues as phone ring dies naturally ....shall i call back??

no way ..Let Bygones be bygones ...!!!!! what do u say ...i did right na ,,,,,Time to pack for my annual week long holiday ..no work for a week ..yipppieee..iam off to mountains....



and Dindt someone say

"Best Future lies in Forgotten Past.!!!"

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

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.