The 23rd Shift

Usually this day goes by just as any other day. For past so many years, after I knew I can remember things, when I skim through those pages out of my memory, I dont find an instance when I thought this day meant something to me. I never found a point in celebrating this day, my birthday, but the people at POINTS had different idea. The time had shifted the maturity paradigm of my life by 22 degrees and the whole process had passed off peacefully each and every time; But the 23rd shift was certainly different.

For all those bumps that I missed during my college years, I had to pay a heavy price and this day, I never had an idea what my friends had in store for me. First they dipped me in all possible colours available in the world, then tried punches , football kicks and all acrobatics on my body.But after everything, pain was the only sustaining component, but the paradox was I was happy. I smiled in pain, may be for the first time I was realising even pain can give you happiness.

Then the normal bday fundas with wishes from all the people around, evening treats to friends and the usual cake cutting ceremony. But the most fascinating thing of the day was the gift that I received from my friends. A book exhibition was running at our campus and we had a visit to the place today afternoon. My eyes were flirting through various titles and book covers and suddenly a book titled "THE TAO OF PHYSISCS" caught my eyes. I just moved through its pages and had an outline of its theme. The book was about the Universal laws associated with Physics and its relations with eastern mysticism, probably this has been something I have been searching for a long time. A book that would tel me about the untold relations between spiritualiy and science. I was fascinated by it and thought of buying it. Thats when my friend picked the book and he bought it. He asked me if I am interested and I told him,'Its ok, I wil get another copy later or borrow it from him and read'. To be frank , I did like the book , but was not much disappoined even though I couldn't buy it.

Finally at the end of the day, when I carefully removed the glittery cover that wrapped my gift, my eyes widened with surprise. "THE TAO OF PHYSICS" was smiling at me. Infact , my friends had bought the book for me. The incident broke my insensitivenesss for surprises.I never believed in them when I used to be at the receiving end. This day I knew how a little surprise could fill my heart with happiness. The whole pain that I took for putting the whole incident here at this point of time ,when almost all people around this part of the world would be cuddling under their blankets and strolling in their dream worlds, is more than a proof of how much the whole incident has moved me.

The lesson that I have been learning and learning from all past experiences and still love learning is "How it feels to have good friends"

Thank you guys, you gave me one of the very best days of my life.

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My loved one

Its been a fascinating experience to walk with her, never before I have felt or in fact tried to feel that I indeed loved her a lot. Whenever she made her presence feel, I used to stay away from her, I had a sort of inertia that I never wanted to face her. But now when for the first time, she touched me with my full consent, the feeling is beyond words. I repent for I have never tried to appreciate her beauty , her love before.

I still remember those days when I used to swear at her coz she made me feel uncomfortable. She was always posing danger at my zone of comfort. But now she makes that zone of comfort for me. Now when she knocks at my door, I do find time forher. I don't prefer an umbrella coz I feel her love when she drenches me.

I have always been that lazy lad who pulls up his blanket when she is showering her love and I was contented looking at her through the window. At school, I hated her many a time coz she snatched off many of my games periods, the consequence of her presence was evident as patches of brown and peripheral colors on my school wear. My mom hated it and so I hated her. But now after watching her for 22 years through my window, I knew I was missing something all these years. I would always cherish this moment when me and my friends decided to go for a round with our bicycles in our campus and she came running down at us, first in sprinkles and then lots and lots of sprinkles. I wanted to drive fast, but my legs hesitated and maybe I was to experience something that I never did before.

For the first time I knew what it means to feel her in me. People say you know the value of a person only when he/she is off your vicinity zone. She has been around for so many years and I never bothered to acknowledge her presence, even if I did, I did with loads of intimidation and disgust. But now there is a phase shift of 180 degrees. Till the moment I left her and got under a roof, I never felt that I was getting wet. What is wetness when there is nothing dry around. Everything was fresh, the trees, the roads, and that lovely smell from the soil. I did hear that she loves Pune a lot and she puts in a lovely face here frequently like she does at my native. Never before did I ever appreciate her beauty, but now am short of words. She is filling my heart with love and lots of happiness. I look at her, to the heavens from where she comes, and whisper,"I love you".

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Bits N Pieces from Pune

I bet I cant find a better scenario to put in a post here. I have been in such relaxed and cool state of mind before , but usually I was confined to my bedroom at home. But here, at Pune , when the breeze 'trickles' through my hair, when the lake and the hills around provide a treat to my eyes , I must say I am somewhere close to heaven. I feel any nonsense that I would write here would make sense given the backup I have got from , maybe the most beautiful place I would ever stay at. Guys note down, This is Khadakwasla , an aesthetic creation from nature blessed with bright sun shine in the mornings, a beautiful lake as if to give that finishing touch to a wonderful painting and a bunch of hills holding it tight from all sides forming the boundary of the canvas.

I have been here now for almost 3 weeks and believe me, I have fallen in love with the place. The late evening cycling to the lake shore and those early morning sun beams that hit my face and wake me up. Even the friends I got here just adds up to the tally. To add , the classes I attend seems to be teaching me a lot new things , it seems to be moulding out a better perspective about life in me, the CATWOE model being one among them.

Nature too has indeed taken pain in refreshing me with some old lessons that I feel I have put in those old back stacks of my mind. The other day I saw an insect/bug trying to climb out of a wash basin. I kept watching it and it was just slipping down each time it tried to climb up. The next morning, the scene was the same. The next day, the next morning, again the bug was fighting its way off the basin. That evening, I saw it out of the basin and lying near to the mirror. Over 45 hours of strenuous battle and it had finally succeeded to make it, most importantly touched that zenith of satisfaction about which we always perceive and feel , probably projecting the intensity of the feel that one would get once you find yourself satisfied. I doubt if any human being ever has been lucky enough to touch that level of satisfaction. We always keep raising our bars which in no way is bad, but the only problem being we are never satisfied even till our last breadth.

I guess am pumping in too much nonsense or matter of eccentricity, maybe this beautiful place is injecting me with a narcotic like thing. I am happy that I have finally put in a verbal acrobatics over here after a long time and swept off the dust from my blog world, even my mind was clogged off with work n stuff, but now I feel to have broken the shackles and started feeling the air of feeling what I term 'happiness'. Do expect more bit n pieces of eccentricity soon.

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Proving my existence

Hello all , I am still alive. After a long long time, I have found bit of time to get back to my niche. Its a nostalgic feeling when I have a look into my blog,just takes me back to the time when I used to spend a dozen of hours everyday in front of my online hangout( I feel this is one of the best hangout places I have ever been in ). Once I got into the corporate hub, I just got screwed with work and I feel happy that somehow I could find some time now . I am currently working at an MNC in Bangalore and I feel I have got imbibed into the corporate life. I hope I would be able to proceed with my passion for blogging.Wishing you all good time ahead.

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Destined to lose

Outplayed and stranded,
I stand,
with no branch to cling on.

Choiceless and frustrated,
I watch;
My destiny snatch out
what I loved the most.

I resist,rebel, shout
but my expressions glued within me,
powerless to come out;
And I put on a face
with smile pasted on my lips;
I heard eyes never lie,
But I prove it otherwise.

With no hopes left,
all dreams deserted,
I hope,
I would never hope for anything,
Coz hope was everything for me,
But now it has spared nothing;
A tranquil, soulless body is all
what I've become.

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The master class

Once in a millennium, we get players who change the way a game is played, but only once in a lifetime you get a player who stands as a definition of the game for one billion people. Even long after his retirement , if I am alive , I would proudly say ," I have seen Sachin Tendulkar play"..

Congratulations to the master whose craftsmanship is unrivaled.

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The Fifth Horseman

When I knew it was from Larry Collins and Dominique Lapierre, I knew it would be great, but never expected to be so thrilling. I had read their books on various historic incidents and I have loved them all, their way of narration and style of presentation is something remarkable. It just keeps you glued to their books. So i was sure even in a fictional work , they will be able to sustain their charm, but what I find in "The Fifth Horseman" is just not mere charm, but more power and thrill.

Once you finish reading the book, you would wonder if you read a novel or seen a Hollywood movie or seen a news documentary on a real incident. Its so multifaceted that it would be injustice to term it just another novel. The novel has real life characters Like Mohamed Qaddafi and also alongside fictional characters. The novel was never made into a movie because of the fear that some lunatic organization might try to copy the plot and create havoc. After the novel was published, the French government stopped their nuclear fuel supplies to Libya fearing what was spoken off in the novel would become real. I don't think you would need better examples to know the impact of the novel across the world.

The novel begins with the arrival of a ship to New york port with a nuclear explosive in it. Then its followed by a letter to US president from Libyan chief regarding the nuclear device planted in the New york city and he threatens to annihilate the whole city. The rest of the novel describes how the US government and its investigating agencies find out the nuclear weapon and also its perpetrators. Its not just about finding out the bomb, but the novel explains in detail, the various strategies adopted to find out the menace, the struggle to keep the whole thing as a secret and also sheds light into the diplomacy of the political world and how US consider various political actions in retaliation. The most important aspect of the novel being that it has the ability to thrill you even if you know the whole plot of the novel, thanks to various breathtaking twists and turns that really spices up the reading. For those who love suspense and thrills, this is Bible.

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