Before I sleep…

…random thoughts continue to hit my mind when i stare at a blank sheet of paper. many unexplained, unwritten, unspoken thoughts which may never see the light, but after all they  are my thoughts and i cherish each memory that brings a smile on my face.
Imagine a person who is just like your personal diary, he/she is not your sibling, partner or spouse but just a friend who knows the in and out of you and doesn’t judge you and loves you with full heart no matter how screwed up you are and listens to any topic under the sky…well, i guess friend is an understatement, but i got no word to describe the relation. A relation, i feel everyone should have apart from the social relations and commitments we maintain. A heart listening to a heart that speaks out and nothing else. It’s love, but not the love which you find in your partner, not the love which you find in your parents, not the love you find in your siblings but a love that you find in yourself. An emotion that makes you feel special, an unconditional bond to be more simple, but again, do such bonds exist? My heart says yes, but my mind doesn’t agree. Is it right to bond with a person on such an unconditional and emotional plane when you know he/she is not your partner, sibling or any social relation that we usually maintain? somehow, i feel marriage too is a conditional bond, where we work around and adjust to make things work.
On the other side, there is a bond which never breaks, a heart that can connect to a heart even after years of isolation, a heart which makes you feel young, happy and free. We may find a heart but do we really take time to bond or at least are we giving a chance? Well, should we take a chance considering the expectations or living by the norms of a society? I’m sure it’s not easy, or not what most of them can digest because we are already into the system. A system designed by external pressures and internal commitments.


Memory Lies In The Mind Of The Beholder

Everyone has bad habits, who doesn't? most of them go unnoticed. However, bad habits with poor memory is a worse combination I must say. One of my bad habits is to lie and there are many reasons why I do it. Usually, it's because i'm lazy or to avoid few discussions. This is one such scenario where i was trying to avoid a conversation which unfortunately didnt work out well...

It was around 3 AM and i was experimenting on some of my pics in photoshop while switching between windows of social networking and few others non-productive websites (feel free to stretch your imagination) and just then a friend in gtalk pings...

Friend: dont u sleep?
Me: na...editing pics, watching a movie, etc
Friend: hmmm.. whch movie
Me: the boy in striped pyjamas..
Friend: dint u already watch it? thot u did
Me: nah...
Friend: nywaz hav fun!
Me: when did we discuss this before?
Friend: about wot?
Me: the movie
Friend: nope v dint, i happend 2 read ur blog
Me: oh ok...

This is where I remember that i actually wrote about this movie in my previous post. I could have easily typed some freaking movie name like alpha dogs which was on my mind too but no clue why i ended up typing this one. Anyway, If I continue my habit with a poor memory, it's going to be very dangerous and the sad part is you can't even cover up. Moreover, the above scenario would have been different had i been chatting with a male friend.

So, my dear friend...when you ping guys at midnight, don't go into too much details. It's always good to ignore certain lines. Good for you, good for us. Peace


State of affairs

My hobbies: Movies, books, travelling, drawing and… that’s a lot to handle.

I’ve partially recovered after watching Ice age 3 and Night at the museum 2. Though there are loads of movies in my external drive (thanks to pria), I can’t watch them alone for two reasons. a) I hate to watch movies alone. b) I need company to watch movies. I also realized that we need good company to watch movies, you know people who really come to watch the movie and not to carry popcorn, nachos, drinks, fries etc in one break and then try to find their seat in the dark and parallely worry about the movie on the screen and the leaking sauce.

And then, there are books. After watching few sad movies like Mist, The Boy in striped pyjamas and Atonement few weeks back (alone), I was too scared to play the next movie in the drive, and consequently I decided to read. Fortunately or accidentally, I read ‘My friend sancho’ and ‘The white tiger’. Yes, it was refreshing and they were simple to read and convenient to visualize unlike ‘Lord of Rings’. In addition, after reading amit varma’s book, I started following his blog as well and thanks to my mobile, which gives decent access to the web on the go. At least, now I know how to spend time my travel time. These books made me realize how far I was from this very page of mine over 5 weeks now. Not sure why, suddenly I miss college and I guess not only dogs, but books are also a man’s best friend.

But I can’t carry a book every time I travel, so I carry friends. They are readily available, easily portable and cost effective (am talking about boyfriends). Oh, btw, just remembered an ad I’ve been hearing on the radio. It boasts about the wide roads, huge fly-over’s, clean moosi (read the present status of the river in the link), glowing street lights in every lane, smooth traffic which makes it convenient to reach any corner of the city in no time and how clean and slum-free is every area in the city and this all because?? Any guesses? Yes, it’s our chief minister Mr. Y.S. Rajasekhar Reddy. My response to this ad- WTF. His promise was to allot houses to all the slum-dwellers and yes, he kept his promise by providing them with houses without sewage connections and again WTF. So, I get to read and hear these kind of things during travel which makes it even more interestingly annoying.

On the other side, I sometimes draw. The damage, which I started a month back, is nearing end. About 25 cartoons are ready and there are just few more in the queue. I’ve been thinking how to use them on my wall, and hopefully you might see them soon in a movie- “Day in Pr:Dtam’s room- where cartoons come alive”.

Mind’s clear- later!


Can't remember the title.

There are few things which cannot be changed, they are called universal facts. Like, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Similarly, I have a universal memory that cannot be changed.  No matter how hard I try, there are few things which I fail to remember. It was okay until I forgot things like my wallet, keys etc at various stages of life, at least I thought I was much better than my maths lecturer who locked 60 guys in a room thinking it was empty.  However, yesterday I realized the enormity of my memory.  

I was in my car, whining tunes of some old track playing in the background and my dad was sitting next to me who had no clue about my condition. After few seconds, my tunes stopped and I whispered… ’shit…ooh shit’!! My dad had no clue why I reacted that way…he saw the same expression on my face few years back when India lost the world cup. Before his blood pressure rose, I told him the truth…and now I’m here to tell the truth again. Well, the fact is I forgot to attend my close friend’s wedding.  I could have ignored but this is not the first time this happened.  Sundeep, my classmate and bench mate, who is answerable for my scores in engineering…is one of my close friends and I forgot to attend his wedding. Now, the strange part? I attended his sister’s wedding but forgot to attend his.

He’s already cursing me for many reasons but let’s keep that offline. I know I’m a bad friend…but nothing was intended.  Not sure if he will excuse me, but a friend suggested that I should hire a P.A to retain information and friends. Considering the effects, that’s not a bad idea, so applications are invited for young, beautiful, sharp girls. There will be a sample test followed by personal interview. The test will contain important dates and occasions of my friends and family which you can go through for 30 mins and you will have to give those dates in the same order when you come for the personal interview.  The more you remember, the more you earn. $$$


The damage begins..

The most boring part of my everyday schedule is my travel to office. Eats up almost 3 hrs a day and these days am not able to enjoy those 40 winks i did before because of the pleasant temperatures this country goes through each summer....wow...talking about summer.:.i just saw my cab driver applying a tinge of fair and lovely...what a timing i say; who doesnt want to look good, its our birthright. Bah!! Am writing this post from my mobile and for a guy who doesnt enjoy texting, this can be a test of patience. The t9 format doesnt allow you to use swear words so easily and considering the mood im in, this post demands a lot of them.
Hell..Anyway, the reason behind this post is different. As you all know it takes a few lines to start a topic. I sometimes suffer from split-personality disorder and i feel like picasso though it takes a while to realise the truth...by then most of the damage is done. Crap Well, im planning to fill the walls of my room with cartoons...i draw, i stick, i tear, i mess around and so its time taking. I just want you guys to wish goodluck to my parents, my sister and especially my maid who has to spend considerable amount of time in the room having no chance to run. Ouch..Will keep you updated on the progress and its effects.

Hmmm...another 25 mins to office and i will wrap up now else my thumb will choke me to death.

PS: ignore words like crap, hell, ouch, bah...they are just disturbances while typing.



1. I love animated movies. They're life.
2. I'm super lazy.
3. I find no charm in attending parties.
4. I'm very choosy and non-commital.
5. I gained close to 10 kgs after I started working.
6. I hate routines.
7. People shouldnt expect things from me. I'm a surprise package.
8. I enjoy gossips with cab drivers. Each one has a story to tell.
9. I can be conservative.
10. I hate cell phones. I have to use one though.
11. I rarely reply when ppl scrap questions like " how ru or whts up? "
12. I take pride in giving inventive present to my close ones.
13. Life includes shit and shit happens daily.
14. I believe in something real, which lasts long...really long...ding dong!
15. I like ppl who hate me.
16. I enjoy drawing but I lack patience.
17. According to a friend, I'm moody. I'm still not very sure.
18. I want to write a book.
19. My silence is often misunderstood.
20. I hate ice-creams and sweets (sometimes chocolate is an exception)
21. I'm tired.
22. I'm planning to paint cartoons on my wall.
23. I have to update my blog frequently.
24. I love my sister. Pria can I expect that gift atleast this yr?
25. I'm completely random


Let's move it...

Ahhh!! So here I am once again. Do I have to tell you the reason why I disappeared? Well, I don’t blog when I'm too contented or too busy and that doesn’t mean I'm gloomy now; I’m just free. Oh, by the way, Happy New Year and belated happy festivals and holidays till date. Too many things at once, you know it's boring to think back. I wasn’t really occupied all these months but I've been travelling a lot. I'm not a busy man, my travelling is only within the capital and not around the sphere and many a times when I laid back to write a post, I found my bed more appealing than a non-productive page. After all, our potential depends on the bed we sleep.

If you ask me what I’ve been doing all these days, the answer would be nothing and you might be bored to tears if I explain the details but for my part, I had great time. No outings, No parties, Very few movies, didn’t catch up with associates but I still took pleasure in what I was doing. In plain terms, my social life was more or less zero. Now that I’m back to reality, I’m trying to draw alongside a few things I overlooked these days.

I like to move it - move it!! I like to move it- move it!!