A far from wonderful after life!

Time 8.00 p.m.
Status - Before I saw "Its a wonderful after life" - - - > (seeing the title and Sendhil Ramamurthy ;-) :D :D :D :D :D

Time 11.30 p.m.
Status - After I saw "Its a wonderful after life" ---------> :X :O damn it! :X :O !

And then I couldn't sleep. I usually count from 1-100 if I m desperate to get some sleep. But tonight, out of the dejection of having wasted a wonderful 2 hours on a pointless expedition, I thought of making up words from every alphabet separately to describe the experience of watching the movie - oops sorry - watching a mistake!
These are the first "-ve" words that popped up ! Just venting out the frustration in someway!


Atrocious

Banal

Coarse

Dingy

Erratic

Flimsy

Ghastly

Hoax

Immaterial

Junk

Klutz

Levity

Mourn

Nosebleed

Obtuse

Plague

Quibbler

Reckless

Sinister

Trite

Ulcer

Vexed

Wily

Xerostomia

Yuck

Zipped


DARE - Watch this movie and bitch about it in the comments section!

Sin sentido!!!

I resort to poetry when the situation is tight and
When all my senses command me to write...
I start off with lame phrases like "true" love and serendi"pity"
Gambling away with words which I "think" sound real witty!
To make it sound cool, I try and rhyme every line possible
My mind conjures up words and images contradicting affable...
That was one example of how I would "mis"(s)rhyme possible and affable
Ending up with something far from plausible and barely applaudable...!
Juggling with alliterations and metaphors coming along
I keep going like it's just a mere furlong..!
No matter where the words take me...
No matter how pointless I find the journey to be...
If there is one thing that I am sure of as hell...
It would be my desire to write poetry as well!
This is for all those who have the "block syndrome"...
This is for all those who ran out of words while facing the "doom"...
This is for all those who find nothing interesting enough to write and
More importantly, this is for all those who won't give up without a fight...!

-s()Ms!e

P.S - Sin sentido - Spanish for "meaningless, pointless, senseless................" .
I'll let you figure out the rest on your own! ;-) !

HMMMmmmmmmm!

Entry into blogosphere --> Unstoppable!Everything counts as a blogpost!
Passion - 10, Creativity - 10, Content - 10
After a year of blogging --> Moving to experiences and sharing wisdom!
Passion - 10, Creativity - 8, Content - 10
2 years down the lane --> Dwindling posts!
Passion - 8, Creativity - 5, Content - 5..(Another term to add) Desperation - 10
After 2 years --> The wistful ages!
Number of new posts - 0, Passion - barely alive, creativity - nearing negation, Content - 0, Desperation - Infinity!

50 things I wonder about ...

I wonder what it is like ...

1. to take a road less traveled
2. to remember how it felt to hear the first sound of applause
3. to feel the rhythm of the waves in the sea
4. to meet those eyes which speak volumes
5. to dance to an imaginary tune
6. to receive a hug from a stranger
7. to reincarnate something from rejection
8. to feel the music at heart
9. to go for a long drive with blaring music
10. to fly a kite and outrun the winds
11. to feel ecstasy in a cup of coffee
12. to remember how it felt to experience the first spatter of rain on the face
13. to live life straight out of a book
14. to see God in a person's eyes
15. to be loved in return
16. to liberate emotions completely
17. to feel divinity in the little things of life
18. to be in the moment with no past or future in mind
19. to hear someone close to you say "you make me proud"
20. to find a journal from the past still unblemished
21. to have kids running around when you're busy fooling around
22. to watch a movie and see that it's actually your life story
23. to stay young at heart even when the mind's approaching senility
24. to visit a random place out of a history book
25. to have a prediction come true
26. to save someone's life
27. to have unshakable faith in everything
28. to review the most boring book in the world
29. to have money and not know what to do with it
30. to paint an abstract that makes sense
31. to live in the mountains
32. to hold someone's tiny finger while crossing the road
33. to clean a closet full of memories
34. to befriend a bird and fly with it
35. to discover something beautiful out of a random wall scribble
36. to play "holly wood" with a co-passenger on train
37. to sing (unrestrained) in the bathroom and hear cheers from the neighbors
38. to master a recipe and become famous
39. to speak a foreign language and be understood by a native
40. to save a penny a day and become rich someday
41. to be an umpire in a cricket match
42. to do something stupid not bother about what people think
43. to write about "how to write a book" and also get published
44. to play nursery rhymes on a guitar
45. to go through pain and happiness simultaneously
46. to build a sand castle and save it for a night
47. to witness sunrise and sunset every single day
48. to defy destiny
49. to live someone else's life for a day
50. to die happily - smiling away to glory

Poetry at its best

Today is a Wednesday..The second of June,2010. I got up with this sudden pang for poetry partly triggered by my writer's block( Yeah that's what I'm calling my long absence as), buried away in the subconscious. I do not know why or how but I had this sudden urge to read poetry. I began with one of my favourite poems in high school - " The tiger" by William Blake. I'm astonished at the depth I'm now able to see in those lines. It's amazing when you take into account the hidden meanings conveyed through a string of words and to make them sound poetic! Back in school, I've always remembered the funny way the poem started " Tiger tiger burning bright, in the forests of the night!" . Almost like a nursery rhyme where I imagine myself holding the hem of my school uniform, chanting in chorus with an amused expression on my face! I remember my high school English Mam who actually brought a "soft toy"( Read as Tiger) to the class. Can't blame her futile efforts to get us involved in appreciating the poem. Maybe this was partly the reason why I remember the poem so vividly. Back then, it was just a nice poem with an easy essay answer. "Attemptable" ! Reading it post 20, I begin to understand what people meant when they said " Reading between the lines" ! I salute William Blake for his sheer brilliance in the choice of words! As I was reading the "Tiger", I remembered one another poem which had been my favourite in secondary school(precisely class IX). My memory can surprise me at times! This poem is about an experience at the dentists'- " This is going to hurt just a little bit - Ogden Nash". Hilarious, witty lines which somehow managed to rhyme properly!A wonderful read, especially when you have nostalgic experiences at a dentists'. Next in line is another favourite of mine. A little more mature poem (Yeah..I was hitting the 20's when I discovered this poem). It's an elegy written by Alfred Lord Tennyson in honor of his best friend Arthur Hallam. Again, beautiful lines and a classic ending! The poem is pretty emotional. It isn't witty or descriptive like the other two poems. But it has enough substance to moisten your eyes. That's it for my poetry spree today. I'm pasting the poems here - strictly for the interested.


1)TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?


- William Blake
1757-1827

2)THIS IS GOING TO HURT JUST A LITTLE BIT

One thing I like less than most things is sitting in a dentist chair with my mouth wide open.

And that I will never have to do it again is a hope that I am against hope hopan.

Because some tortures are physical and some are mental,

But the one that is both is dental.

It is hard to be self possessed

With your jaw digging into your chest,

so hard to retain calm

When your fingernails are making serious alterations in your life line or love line or some other important line in your palm,

So hard to give your ususal cheerful effect of benignity

When you know your position is one of the two or three in life most lacking in dignity

And your mouth is like a section of road that is being worked on

And it is cluttered up with stone crushers and concrete mixers and drills and steam rollers and there isn't a nerve on your head that aren't being irked on.

Oh some people are unfortunate to be worked on by thumbs,

And others have things done to their gums,

And your teeth are supposed to being polished

But you have reason to believe they are being demolished.

And the circumstances that adds to your terror

Is that it's all done with a mirror,

Because the dentist may be a bear, or as the Romans used to say, only they were referring to a feminine bear when they said it, an ursa,

But all the same how can you be sure when he takes his crowbar in one hand and mirror in the other he won't get mixed up, the way you do when try to tie a bow tie with the aid of a mirror, and forget that left is right and vice versa

And then at last he says, That will be all, but it isn't because he then coats your mouth from cellar to roof

With something I suspect is generally used to put shine a horse's hoof,

And you totter to your feet and think, Well it's over now and after all it was only this once,

And he says come back in three monce.

And this O Fate, is I think the most vicious that thou ever sentest,

That Man has to go continually to the dentist to keep his teeth in good condition

When the chief reason he wants his teeth to be in good condition is so that he won't have to go the dentist.

- Ogden Nash


3) In Memoriam A.H.H.

I envy not in any moods
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods;

In envy not the beast that takes
His license in the field of time,
Unfetter'd by the sense of crime,
To whom a conscience never wakes;

Nor, what may count itself as blest,
The heart that never plighted troth
But stagnates in the weeds of sloth:
Nor any want-begotten rest.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'T is better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all.

- Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)

12 good things about doing Masters in India

1)Ragging is more fun and not racist
2)Can watch IPL live
3)No "wannabe" pressure
4)You still understand the prof's accent
5)No big changes when it comes to food
6)Manageable shit when it comes to academics
7)No fine to pay when you litter the streets
8)You get to vote and act like the perfect youth icon
9)Even if you're just a few hours away, you're still treated like a Prince(ss) when you go home
10)No need to buy stuff to please all your relatives when you get back home
11)Parents don't need to face a visa interview to come and see you
12)Get to eat mom's food every now and then

Our Interpretation - Part 3

This is Part 3 of the "My Interpretation" series , authored by my friend - Disney. I promised to make him write on my blog about anything he wanted. He mailed this to me on the 11th October, 2008. More than a year ago. I drafted to post it sometime and forgot completely about it! And all this while, he hasn't said a word about this to me. I'm glad to have found such a great friend. I guess he takes over from here! Presenting to you, Gaddy Disney with the post -

GOD IS NOT A MAGICIAN

1--> “Dear God I’ve got my exam tomorrow. I’m ok with two units, the rest- not that good . So please help me clear this exam. “

2-->“Loving father, tomorrow there’s gonna be a competition and I haven’t prepared well but I want you to assist me. I gotta do well ..thank you!

3-->“God I don’t know how I’m gonna get this work done with the time left. Please do something that it turns out well. All these years I haven't asked you anything but now I ask for one thing…not for me but for the benefit of others..So please make this happen”

Does any of this ring a bell? Cited above are some of the common prayers - the prayer of a student, prayer of the employed, sometimes even an atheist prays, trying to test the potential of God. And the prayers go on, unperturbed, rising in demands every time it is met. By the way this post is not to question the existence of God. It’s all about how we treat God in our daily life. What position do we give in our lives? As you might have noticed, I’ve started with some prayers just to show the circumstances at which we say a prayer. So, let’s begin with this question – When do we pray?

We usually pray during times of urgency..times of struggle. Times when we feel lost.. when we lose faith in our strengths . We look up to God seeking help. Every prayer has one thing in common...”WE ASK”. We ask for one favour after another. Most of our prayers have only requests and needs. All that we expect from God is to answer our prayers positively…every time…whatever be our demand. Does God sound like a genie or a fortune teller..or someone who gives all that would please us. No! But this is how God has been, is being and will be treated. Why don’t we look from God’s perspective..?!! We live in a world where everything is instant..right from the minute the sun peeps out, the morning coffee till the sunset..everthing is instant. We need immediate results. We don’t wait for anyone. We need things the moment we ask for it. It may be rational enough when it comes to people around us, but we expect the same thing when we pray – “instant” reaction from God. Why don’t people realize this – God has a life too with timings that are completely different from ours. If our wish has not been fulfilled, we conclude that our prayers are useless and we start complaining. I don’t know if this makes sense..but is’nt it funny that you give a deadline to the creator of the universe?

Time for some activity. Create a list of things that you’ve always wanted to do, but never done so far. Everyone makes a different list but I’m sure about one thing which will be missing from the all the lists - TIME FOR GOD. Eventhough you were given all the time you needed I don’t think your priority will be to spend some time with God, to know what he wants you to do. That’s where God stands in our life. We’ve him only to perform those supernatural miracles whenever we lose hope. I’m not saying that it’s bad to ask for help in days of trouble but I feel its atrocious to seek God only during our days of pain and needs. It is vital to realize what we are doing to the one person who can unconditionally love us, no matter what. Even God has a heart and heartaches! How many of us value this?

Talking about God and prayers the soul word is something called “FAITH”. Faith is when you pray for something, wait for years together for it to happen, it’s not happening and still you believe that God is capable of making it happen – That is Faith! . It’s not that God cannot solve it within seconds. It’s all about the different timings. So be patient. Prioritise life. Give God some credit and things will be different. I love this saying -”Leave everything in God’s hands and you can find God’s hand in everything. Worry ends where faith begins! “ Do we deserve all that we have? Half the time, we don’t deserve anything. You find people better than you missing out on what you have! All this is because God decided to give you something – whether you’re capable or not. God just wants you to have it. It’s high time we thanked God for what we have.

In this very world we find two kinds of people – the rich and the poor. Why this difference? Then you start thinking – Why is God partial? Was it God who created the caste system? Was it God who categorized people into groups? No! It’s us – We the people! God can never be partial. We have to accept that we live in an “I ME MYSELF” self centered society with God taking all the blame when it comes to poverty, deprivation, the pathetic state of a nation!

I’m not asking you all to live the life of a saint. Give God some importance in life. Treat God as a friend, a fellowmate! Spend some time for God everyday – be it good or bad. Go for a walk with God everday of your life. Not for the miracles. Not to help you become rich. Not to see your face in the cover page of TIMES. Not to top the whole world but to just share your heart with God, someone who understands in a way that no one can. God can heal a wounded heart like no doctor can. He can bring happiness like no money can. Imagine a friend who is always with you, just to see you smile, to live your life to the fullest.

Now to summarize the whole thing God isn’t given a deserving place. Have an unshakeable faith in God. If you did, then no matter what happens in life - whether you’re getting petals or thorns, you still move on when you know that there is someone who will stick by you and guide you. Stop finding excuses to spend time with God. Make everyday of your life special. God doesn’t want to be a mere magician performing just miracles in your life. God wants to hold your hands and walk with you throughout life. Understand. Change. Live. That’s all I ask from you.

Don't judge God based on the outcome of your circumstances. It hurts God when you lose your faith just because some part of your life didn't turn out the way you expected it to be. When you are down and out, stop cursing God and start trusting even more. Don’t be moved by the little stones that make you stumble, God is always ready to catch you before you fall. Be strong and "Don’t tell God how big your problem is. Tell your problem how big your God is!"

- Gaddy Disney

P.S - Dedicated to God :)