Life as it comes

We see the light of sun in its varied colors and levels warmth, what do you think of it? You see the warmth in the cold breezy morning as an indication of new day of life or the increasingly burning heat felt on our skin as the disruption of a long sleep from the tiring work routine. Both the ways it's just what happens every day, it's simply that life is what we see it as.

By now you must have already predictably assumed that this is just a philosophically redundant content. But no it's not. Life for sure can be taken as it comes but also inspiringly, fight all along it to make it life defined by you. When think of this all in depth, frankly speaking I get too confused on what it leads to.

Sometimes I get a very thought provoking feeling cross my mind that, our life might be just a part of a big role play with all the people you know and some you don't know also playing their roles so precisely with ease. So without thinking about the role you are playing or cursing the script writer for the pain you are in, just doing justice to the character you play is the right thing to do. Don't you think so?

The kid in me

Being a kid is the best stage of life one can be in, the adobe of innocence mixed with pinch of naughtiness and steered with cradle of hope. This is not just it - thinking just of fun pushing the thought of future into the misty fog, just do it attitude resultant of the curiosity instinct and thought of risk opaquely camouflaged by the trust in caring adults. Thanks to my dear friends Sonali, Sunil, Pardha, Pallavi, Renuka, Vrishali and Prachi who made it incredibly possible for me to live this stage again in my twenties.

It is always said that, if you live every moment spent, relish every memory to the minute second and if just a thought of it brings smile, the sweetest curve in the world, on you - then for sure it the best time of your life.

For me, this time we all spent will always be in my memories bookmarked the best times ever. This period is just mesmerizingly wow, when the only thought crossing our minds was to meet, the only discussion point was to plan the next trip and the only time to stand still was to pose for a photo.

There were days we didn't believe the day just passed so soon. The best part of this time is that, we all were discreetly living the life filled with innocence of what things would lead to, insensitive naughtiness of what others would think and strength of hope on the relation we were bonded to. Fun was on the high priority list pushed to the top by the undoubted trust between us. Never will these days come again nor ever will I let loose of these memories from my thoughts. Just writing this also has relaxed me as the glimpse of the lively life passed by my sight.

Wow I saw the sun rise

       

        Today, after a long long time being in the most cosmopolitan city, witnessed the enchantingly beautiful raising of the golden crimson sun. It might be seen as exaggerated, as it’s just a common daily event and only an attempt to shadow off my laziness, waking up to the broad day light daily. But please friends seeing it from my heart, you will know how much I crave to just a have glimpse of this every day. Lucky me, through shifting to this penthouse in 4th floor just in a Stone's throw away from the thickly vegetated Iblur army camp is my wife's idea, I now can daily witness this pacifying beautiful every morning. There were many trips planned and executed on the pretext of fun to the distant hills only to have look of the raising hot ball over the green cover. It's not so hard to believe that this usual daily event was for sure on our all printed itinerary too.

        It looked as if was in a Picasso's landscape painting section, browsing through his best capture of the rising sun. The golden red ball of fire just peeping out of the green cover of the army camp, nothing less than the dense forest, breaking the calm full moon lit cool night mightily spreading the multicolor into the bay of sky to the length and breadth of it as long as I see with my naked eye. Jaw droopingly wow was my subconscious expression, believe me it's no fault of me. All this running in my mind and the only thing breaking the solace silence in and around my inner soul was that of the distantly flying group of birds. As I was seeing they just flew over me and ironically I thought this was the nature’s 3D effect. Hahahaha pity me this was my cosmopolitan urbane past thinking.

Mouna Raagam .....

ఒకటంటే ఒకటేలే మనసు,
నీ స్వరాలే రెక్కలై ఎగిరిపోయింది నీవైపు.

నిను తాకిన చిరుగాలిని అడిగి తెలుపవా,
నా మనసు మౌనరాగం నిను చేరేది ఎపుడో.

నీ మాటలే వరాలై,
నా ఊహలకి ఊపిరి పోశాయి.
ఆ ఊహలు నీ శ్వాసను తాకి,
నా లోకాన్ని స్వర్గం చేశాయి.

ఇన్నాళ్ళకి నీ చూపులు కిరణములై,
చీకటి నాలోకమే మరిచేనే.

English translation :

okatante Okatele manasu,
Nee swarale rekkalai egiripoyindi Neevaipu.

Ninu thakina chirugalini adigi thelupava,
Naa manasu mounaraagam ninu cheredhi epudo.

Nee matale varalai,
Naa oohalaki oopiri poshaayi.

Aa oohalu nee swasanu thaki,
Naa lokaanni swargam cheshaayi.

Innallaki nee choopulu kiranamulai,
Cheekati nalokame marichene.

New Year New Life ....

From my heart ....

New one's in my life,
Let me see the light.
Old one's in my life,
Let me live my life.

Oh God break my bonding,
Let me be wandering.
Oh cupid strike me again,
Let me love once again.

I don't even know who am I,
Let me find me myself.
I don't even know what I want,
Let me find it myself.

New one's in my life,
Let me get high.
Old one's in my life,
Let the shoulders to lie on.

Was I Alone, Alone?

I was unlocking my room yesterday night, it was only 10 ‘o’ clock and there was unusual gravely silence in the long corridors of hotel. I could hear the sound of the key unlocking the door, so loud that it was like opening a huge vault. I had to put more effort as if the lock was frozen for years now. As I entered the room my eyes gave me an illusion of me in the caves leading to an atrium, perhaps it was only because of the bleak illumination in the room.

As I took few steps ahead I felt, the AC temperature lower than usual. The chill in my foot with every step I take was spiking to my heart. It took me few minutes to ignore all this, change my dress and get into the bed.

I switched of the lights, put on the fan as usually. I tried to sleep, but failed as something was not alright. The chill was getting into me as if it was tearing apart my blanket and coming in. The fan was louder, so loud like the chopper wings. In spite of all these, I could hear the ticks of the clock doing rounds in my ears. It’s like I was all alone in a haunted floor where the locks are enchanted, floors are cold by isolation, fans are noisy due to disowning and the clock ticks counting the evil spirits.

All of the sudden I could hear loud sound of the drums, as if there was a call of the war in the ancient age of myth. I could feel water all over me as if I was suffocating in a wooden box flowing on a river. As the clock stuck 6 ‘o’ clock, there was a weird music coming from a corner of the room. It was increasing its volume slowly, but soon reached a point where I couldn't bear the pain it was putting my brain to. I woke up from the sleep breaking my horrid dream.

My two friends staying with me for the same project, left to their home towns for the weekend and the dream was just the result of my loneliness. Drums were my heart beats, water was my sweat and the music my alarm.

Understanding people is …….

This day, for the first time, I felt the importance of understanding people well deeply. Today I surprised few of my close friends by gifting them a table top photo frame containing a group picture which we had taken a few days back. They could immediately guess that the gifts can from me as soon as they saw them on their desks, which I placed the night before. They were so happy to see the photo symbolizing the strength of bonding with in us that, girls in our group expressed a bit of sentimental feeling also. All this was so good.

But in contrary to the emotion flowing here, few of them surprised me in turn by complaining about their look in the picture than recalling and enjoying the memories bonded in it. They suggested I could have used a better photo where I wanted them to see the closeness and remember the sweet things behind it. They couldn’t see the smiling faces of others but were upset with the angle of their face.

It is really tough to understand all of them, when they are really close to your heart also.