Its so Special

According to the tradition the mobile should ring at 0000 hrs but it started ringing half hour early. It was Sam. She was tired and signing off for the day so she had to call early. The clock ticked 0000 hrs, my mobile was busy picking up calls, and the calling bell rang too. It was Sandy and Ramya's cuddly brother Teja. But couldnt find Sunny and Amy whom i expected...a bit dissapointed. It was ready. Never thought a plumcake would ever become my cake.

I still was on the phone with Nick. Meanwhile Sandy was getting armoured with tree branches. Huh!!! They were the worst part of the day or may be the best to him. Was compelled to recieve a couple of small bruises on my body though. After Nick it was Leven, everybody wished except one. After Leven it was Pavan after him it was my Cousins and after them it was Sammi. Sandy was watching all this and waiting for me to cut the cake. After 20 minutes or so he somehow lost his patience and bashed the cake into my face. My birthday celebrations thus started.

I dont understand how people get their energy when it comes to hitting me. Everybody was like Superman/woman. I could find the aggression in the eyes of Sandy and fun-seeking in the eyes of Teja. The bashing went on till 0300 hrs with lots and lots of artificial poses too. Here are some of the real beatings I got....



And some of the artificial poses we gave....



Fun has a lot of meanings and this is one of them. The worst part is he is much harsher than me. More 'moratic' than me. But 2 hands are nothing when compared to 20 hands. Call it luck?.

The beatings are as usual but next came the funniest part. "Prasa on Amaresa...Special attraction L.Kapila". Thanks to my orkut friend who is the source of our inspiration. It went on for the next 3hrs. We enjoyed like hell and even Teja too had our kind of sense of humour, surprise to see. All in all the prasa came out quite well, it served as a trailer to the album which we are gonna release very soon. "The Prasa Album" :p. Whenever i meet him its always fun. Love you life long ra. And at 0530 Hrs they called it a day and time for me too sleep. But the telephone started ringing from 0900 hrs itself. No proper sleep.

After an hour it was Sunder with the first greeting card of my birthday. I got another greeting card too from and made by my sweet little cousins Pinky, Dolly and Dingy.

Had good time with him for an hour. Then came a few of my favorite girls and my best friends Pratt, Jo, Ram. They got a cake and after a few minutes they turned me into this....


Sandy was late to come and join us. Old days were back when we met. Same old shoutings, teasings and all. But the special part is the palmistry sessions of Sandy. Went on till the evening till the time they left. Guess Pratt was the one who was satisfied to the max after Sandy revealed her 'future' from her palm ;)) After that it was Sammi, Bin and Bat at around 2000 hrs. Mom was too tired preparing lunch for us and also for my cousins in the aftrenoon. Said she she had no more energy so i had to take them to a restaurant(Leven dont curse me for not taking you guys to a restaurant :D). The main part was the worst part of my dinner. The curry was like only sugar stirred with a couple of spoons of tomato sauce. Oh my Gosh!!! Never tasted a curry like that ever before in my life. I aint a sweet fan and it was kinda horrible. Had to curse someone for making that choice. Even while i was dining my mobile kept ringing every 15mins. Irritating? Naaa...It was Simmi calling and Yes i was irritated too coz she is the one who suggested to go for that curry.

After that fateful dinner im home. No proper sleep and all day spending time with people shouting and laughing, it was tiresome. Sat before the computer and started surfing. At the moment when i thought it was time for me to sleep i recieved a call which i was anticipating. It was 2359 hrs and the day is gonna end in a minute. It was Sim. She wished me then. I was the last one to wish her on her birthday(if i remember correctly). I thought she was taking revenge. But she kept calling me almost all day long and wished me now. After wishing me she asked "Ardam kaleda inni sarlu enduku call chesano?". Then it striked me with a huge surprise. I turned 22. She called me 22 times all day long and wished me happy birthday on the 22nd call. It was surprising but more than that - special. I wondered where all my tired feelings go at that moment. An ordinary day turned out to be something different. That was the biggest surprise of the day. I wonder im still in that memory.

Love you all guys who made my day and hate one.

Here are a few people whom i missed or rather missed me ;)) :
Nick(Leka leka kottalanipinchidi veediki kani....i was saved ;)) ) and Sunny(very eager to beat me since last year), Amy(can never predict him but hez the man when hez in form), Ashy(he doesnt beat me), Bobby(not much grudge on me), Simmi(When it comes to beating oh my god shez a man) and Sam(does she beat at all?).

Here is a special person whom i think im really saved from:
The Mighty Pavan... Thank you ra for not being here.

My 22nd birthday was special...

Man and Woman

A simple english statement: A woman without her man is nothing.
How can this be interpreted??

1. A woman, without her man, is nothing.

2.A woman: without her, man is nothing.

No man is a boss of woman and no woman is a boss of man. In a relationship they both should be equal and mutual. Afterall a woman is created for a man and a man is created for a woman...A very simple truth but seldom recognized by people.

P.S: Actually it came as a mail to me explaining the imporatnce of punctuation marks. But could find a lot of truth in it so just blogged it....

Death of True Love?

True Love, the words which everybody talks about though some doesnt know what that really means.The feeling which everybody seeks for though some never get.The word 'True Love' is been subject more to mockery than praise.Dont u agree? "There's nothing called true love","Please dont say i love you to any person" or "True love is only in sayings but never in practise",Blah blah-- Not just these but mocked in many different ways.But still there are people who believe in its sanctity and trueness.Are there?...Yes there are...

-So what exactly is true love or simply love(for love itself is true)??
Is it sacrifice or selfishness or just a feeling which comes and goes all the time or is it just a word used to get that "punch" or "dum" or "sweetness" in the dialogue.......What is it? Well i believe everybody has their own view.

First of all why do people not believe in the existence of love?
Because u didnt experience it? or your experience was bitter? or you simply want to say it for name sake coz everybody around u speaks the same way? or out of agony coz by the time you are ready to show it someone else stole your position? There should be a reason for it.No human speaks with no reason.

And the people who talk about its sanctity would have definitely had a very fruitful experience and extracted a lifetime happiness from it .There do exist such kind of people,right? Ya there do.I've seen quite few.But why is love,which we talk about very hugely(positively or negatively),lowerly prioritised even though our great epics preach sacrifice of ones own life is the greatest and the last thing he/she could do? Because it became too a common theme in almost all indian films and people got too bored to see another love story releasing next friday? or is it because it is talked only in the 60-second news flash at the end of a news session? or is it because it is covered only in the local news edition with a frail font?.We often see articles in magazines and newspapers about how a couple or a one-side love guy/gal committed suicide coz their love wasnt given a position to stand in this almost-adult-ridden-world.We call them cowards(but all people cant be as brave as we preach,right?).Their sacrifice was nothing but a bad example in this era whereas the same sacrifices were praised and have taken a special place in history like in the case of our legendary Devdas,Salim-... and so on(though these names too lost their value now and subject to pure mockery).People though getting commited(not in marraige but love) break-up after a few days or even years for their own genuine reasons(parents or personal characters so on) and some people though have no bars or problems couldnt express for their own just and genuine reasons.The sacrifice of hiding in a lie is seldom recognised.There are few people who never were able to express their love(though true) due to lack of courage or the opp sex is already in love with another and some people reject it(that too for their own reasons). Reasons huh!...Reasons which are reasonable,firm n explanatory.Reasons sometimes serve as the best excuses(to runaway,to escape and to hide).Every human action in this world has a reason and every reason has a meaning.Reasons unless clearly expressed leads to pure misunderstandings.Reason is as bad as it is good.

I've seen the extremes of love.A friend of mine battled for life after consuming some stupid rat poison and saw him take just 6-7 breathes per minute for a girl who rejected his love.Another friend of mine had so many boyfriends for the past few years and she is all set to marry a total new guy.Hmm there is a difference between love and lust i agree.I mingled both coz people are forgetting to differentiate between love and lust and infactuation.

So is love nothing but understanding the other person and doing what is good and happy to the other person? or is it much more than that? If it is more than that then i certainly have to love a person to find my clear-cut definition of love.

Imagine the world in which we live...busy busy several other activities surrounding us all the time making us run all the time stress strain external pleasure.Can we really stick to our own definition of love?
Is there a place for love in this never-sleeping,ever-moving world?
Well,i think so...what do u think?

Look at the picture.Watch them carefully.Both of them are hugging each other.They are called "Stone-Age Lovers" and the hug is called "Eternal Embrace".They date back to 6000 years ago.The earth around them was dug instead of the usual practise of taking out the bones and later preserving them and they were put in a museum in Italy.They were found just 25miles from Verona where Shakespeare set his famous 'Romeo and Juliet' ;).No one really knows the reasons why they are in that manner but as co-humans we can conclude to one obvious reason--"LOVE".Yes,though no genuine reason,i believe the reason is love and almost all the world agreed to that conclusion.


Love is eternal.Love can change everything.It can baptise a person,can turn us into a monster,can make us lame,can make us idiot,can make us subconcious......it can turn us into anything but most importanatly,if understood,it turns us into a human being though we may not always succeed in our love..Love is everywhere.It is around us n inside us.I say love never dies.....

P.S:The last six lines are not from my life's experience but they are the generalisations of the real success stories of love which i've seen and heard from the ppl themselves...The last sentence "I say true love never dies"was the only one which is mine.Coz thats wat their experience made me believe and i still hafta experience it.Donno whether dat may come true with me or not...

Indians....Who we really are?

It never stops,it was always there in them and now it has once again come out openly...thanks to Big Brother.Jade Goody proved us that this feeling of racial discrimination is inherent in the minds of the so called "fair-skinned" people.The whole world has responded to the words "live in slums","paki","the indian" and some other words which are not published in the media "f..king loser" and "f..k off home" by Jade "Baddy",Jack Tweed and others.

Jade was taught a lesson and an enormous support erupted for Shilpa Shetty from all over the world.People back in India are so much moved that they staged dharnas and sent sms' to news channels in support when they just saw one Indian sob in her closet aftr being victimised to racial discrimination.Tell me

~How many of us really care for those who have been the victims of discrimination on our own home soil??

~None of us.

We "maintain the discrimination"(not specifically racial) to every stranger.Stranger here i mean ecxepting family,closest frnds n the people belonging to our CASTE.After watching Shilpa cry and so much care we gave for her i realised y r we not same Indians when it came to the millions of people who cry in their homes almost everyday because they've been discriminated on the basis of caste or class or watever shit.

Everybody discriminates evrybody if he/she doesnt belong to their own caste,class or community.Hindus discriminate muslims,jains discriminate buddists,the so-called upper caste people discriminate the so-called lower caste people of SCs,STs,BCs and dalits.Vice-Versa.High-class people descriminate middle- and low-class people and vice-versa.Indians have become hyper-ethocentric and xenophobic.Rather CASTO-CENTRIC and CLASSO-CENTRIC.The whole dimension of division of people on the basis of caste has been changed since it has started.Now the word caste in India mean discrimination.The word reminds us of discrimination n nothin else.

The caste point is from a broader perspective.Forget all the dimensions and walk into our daily lives.We talk about love,care,help,sympathy n all but do we really do wat we say?
Absolutely not.How many of us have had evil eyes to a beggar who left his self-respect on the side of the road n stretched his arms for a penny? 90% of us wud have done that.Is he/she not a human just lik u n me.Well if u think his dejected social status is the only reason for that then damn u dont dare speak about love,care n all things which are insensible to u.I heard people saying "chi po" (get off!) and "vadni chudu adukkunevadu jeans veskunnadu" (look at him,being a beggar he wore a jean pant) and many more....Y a beggar shud not prosper?? Y do u not feel happy to see that the beggar is developing n prospering.Learn to treat people lik people n not lik animals.Beggars r the most common ground where we show wat we really r.From beggars to our collegues at work to our neighbours with whom we live we show discrimination.If you ask me who we(Indians) really are i wud say we r the most racist people on earth.We racially discriminate each n every person.

We call ourselves a united billion with multiethnicity,multilingual n multireligious groups.But how united r we truly?? The next time u call united india just think again.We r united certainly only wen other countries talk bad abt us n we all r fevicol-united during India-Pakistan cricket matches.Every Indian does the same thing to their fellow Indians wat Jade Goody has done to Shilpa Shetty no doubt abt that.The only one who does the perfect thing is an ideal person and no person in this world is ideal.IDEALISM IS MYTH.But 1 thing is for sure.We can bend towards idealism to a great extent.Lets try to be human n more humane and live up to the phrase of "United India".

M.S : Memorandum of Separation

The time is 0230 hrs.The time for the departure of Flight AI0601 is nearingby.The international terminal of Rajiv Gandhi Int'l Airport was bustling with the levels of excitement rising high,infact it was their agony of losing their beloved ones for a long time from now.I was there to bid adieu to a 290-pound heavyweight,my best friend,my school benchmate and a perfect friend for more than 8yrs...Pavan a.k.a GODA.

Exactly 2yrs ago a tsunami devastated a major part of south-east asia.And to the same date now he whisked off to US leaving behind the sweet memories and triggering tsunami in the hearts of people back in India.Not just me nick or his parents...a lot of ppl(i can say fans ;)).It has been more than 8yrs with him without any break until now.These 8yrs were almost perfect for us.I always used to look at him very surprisingly at his heavy phyisque when i was in my 9th.It all started in 10th class when our very respected and loved classteacher Malathi Ramaswamy forced us to sit together in the same bench.From then on therz no looking back(hehe good dialogue actualy).We always looked back at our past and cherish our memories all the time talking how he had a 'real fight' with the Jitender, how he n Shashank made me mess up with Priyanka's slambook, how he dropped my catch which eventually helped me in scoring 54, how i was surprised and asked him "nuvvu kuda ammayila vanka chustava?" for the first time when he talked to me about gals, how nick used to drive the bike so rashly n luckily mised an accident once(but later they had one),how he used to pester me to go slow when i ride n he sits pillion, how i used to make his mouth shut by remembering the incident when he met with an accident hitting a cycle n broke my bike's dome...From now on all those discussions and all those days will be bygone.

The two words which does all this are M.S - i like calling it Memorandum of Separation than Master of Science.Im not blaming it.I know its jus another phase of life but its hard to part from all those times very suddenly.Previously my frnds used to call me rock(hearted) but now i've become a real rockhrtd guy after missing so many people.It has now become like a daily routine to me.Miss Pavan really,though never told him this.Just wondering whoz gonna abuse me for not calling for many days,whoz gonna steal my fench fries in Kinghorn,whoz gonna give me company in Narayan Reddy,serve me in China Town,clean my table in Tanda Garam n finally sit along with me on the "pitta goda".Huh!! its useless thinking about things that are never gonna happen again.

Not just now,I was haunted in the same way when Simmi left for U.S.That was for the the first time n it felt real hard to me.But now i got used to it(told u na its lik a habit to me now).Amy goes next.I wonder how often will he b in touch with me wen he leaves the country coz he doesnt call me frequently while India(not worse than me though).Maybe the last one leave would be Sammi.

Me and Simmi...Je Te Hais Simmi

Me n Amy...thats in Goa.Reminiscent of Dil Chahta Hai,isn't it?

Hmm.Pavan has always been a kind of a guy who cares n thinks a lot about the ones whom he love.He acted kinda wierd sometimes when it comes to me n my LEVEN.He always feels,i think,like me goin away or distancing from him...hmm dats wat i can understand from his comments to my earlier blogs.But to be true the ones whom i consider the best of all my frnds n the ones who first comes to my mouth wen some1 asks for the names of my frnds are....Pavan n Nick.Without doubt.I always wanted to tell him this but never was be able to tell him this.I got the chance now...;)

All the best to you Pavan.You know wat my dream is(u remember?).To see u in DRDO or ISRO ;).I wish to see ur foto in the newspaper 30 or 40 yrs from now designating you as a yesteryear scientist who led the team as the project director or research scientist for some prestigious defence mission or space explotation project.....Wish all the colors of the rainbow be with you or else take rainbow itself for ur size.And one more important thing.Plz dont get confused between a long haired man and a woman.Atleast from now.