First step to success!!!

first step to success!!!

and thats the beginning of a long walk to a better end!!!

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Friendship, heartache and happiness — How to know who your friends are?

Friendship just happens.  Like that dew on those petals.

Friendship just happens. Like that dew on those petals.

Many years back, a wise man told me:
“Few of your friends would stay close to your heart for all eternity. Be extremely careful in choosing him if you want to be his real friend, because once you are in, you should be able to share his ideas n life without a second thought to who/what or why he is, what he did or does.. “

Thats a time I usually confused my acquaintances with friends.  I was not knowing what specifically defines friendship or what choice I ever had in it.  When did the last time I exactly choose someone to be my friend? Is he my friend if I had spent half my years with him?  What if he turns out to be an asshole? Can we actually accept someone without those second thoughts? .. so many questions, alas! as usual there is no one to answer.. 

Those all who had just passed the ‘time’ with me, slowly faded into oblivion.  Together with whom I spent some boat loads of ‘money’, are no longer seen.. It didn’t matter whether I was rich or poor, but neither a relation nor a friend has ever stayed back if it was not built on certain something.. a certain something that defied all logic and material flavors. It was NOT time, money, college or lineage for sure, but I didn’t exactly know how I had that bunch of souls so close to my heart and I continued to puzzle over this nagging stream of thought for many years, though was silently taking my own notes to answer the eternal question: “What is friendship?

Then I sat down one day and decided to study my own life to come up with a proof or disproof of what that wise man told me.  To reverse-engineer the answer objectively. I reread my old diaries. I recollected my oldest memories. I rang up the most unusual numbers in my phone for endless discussions.  I relived all my secrets once again and remembered all those who could be knowing them and those who could’ve disclosed (badly)… and what not!  Then, I compiled all the information that can help me answer the question and tried to practically derive a list of people whom I can call ‘friends’.  I tried hard to be neutral to each one of them and to myself.  The big exercise was ON:

I started with my favorite thumb rule first.. ’the rule of elimination’:
he is NOT my friend, who couldn’t respect my choice;
he is NOT my friend, whose decisions are based on my age, color, creed or ethnicity; 
he is NOT my friend, just because his friend is my friend; 
he is NOT my friend, who cannot forgive; 

and a little philosophy too teased me here:
he IS my friend, but  I am not guaranteed to be his friend at the same time; 
he IS my friend, but he can still have some secrets of his own;
he IS my friend, but he can have his own life and choices;

At this point, I had some clarity… I plodded further with determination…  I ruled out all assumptions about character and ego…  I gave out brownie points generously… I scrutinized human behavior with humility… This went on for many weeks. Its still going on. It never ends, I know.

To this day, a million people touched upon me when only a few – yes – stayed put and the rest walked away.  So when I look back now, I was a normal man all the way, nothing really great about me, but I am so proud of those few, who stayed in spite of all that is ‘me’.. all that is normal or abnormal… all that is cynical or positive.. or whatever.   They make me happy even when we don’t see each other in years.. even when we don’t speak to each other for a long time. They push me for better every minute, every day.

And every time I thought I don’t have to be cautious in making friends, unfortunately, some buddy would prove me wrong.  I laugh at myself, I laugh at my occasional pain … and I move on. I won’t lose hope you know and keep building my list. I hesitate but I keep making new friends.  

and I proudly shout it aloud: “Friendship is Divine”.  Because its my friends who made me what I am today.  I was impossible sometime back.

Thanks for reading to the end, my friend!

/balu

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winehiskey crumbs — this century’s most daring delicacy invention

Presenting you this century’s most daring delicacy invention.. winehiskey crumbs..
Brown Bread… golden fried in ghee, slighly dipped in dilute sugar syrup,  sautèd in home-made grape wine and splashed with the greatest ever Bourbon, Jim Beam…
Full credits to the Execute Chef from the otherly world of imagination: satishkv@
Thats so damn good delicious :) #sunday #experiment

winehiskey crumbs... O' yeah! :)

winehiskey crumbs.. O’ yeah! :)

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quinoa upma… and thats curry leaf salad for hardcore-herbivores

lip-smacking ghee laden quinoa upma… and thats curry leaf salad for the hardcore-herbivores :)

Recipe courtesy: @satish.vanimisetti — Thanks buddy! Its so delicious :)

Salad courtesy: me..me..me..  :)

quinoa upma and curry leaf salad for hardcore herbivores

o yeah! hardcore herbivores :)

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Sky is the limit, but…

Sky is the limit, but..

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reading habit :: how it influenced the wolves and swans inside me

shell ganesha

In this pic, some see God and some an animal shell but I see an Imagination, a power of thought that transformed a shell into God who then was placed on this pedestal and revered everyday

I was a bad guy many years back, unimaginably bad. I was lonely by force & then by will. I was rude whenever the world interacted with me. I reveled in barbarian hierarchies and activities. I believed bruteforce could be a sure-shot solution for anything and everything. I never had a formal guru in my life.  I thought all that was spoken to me was truth. At one point of time, no one was talking good stuff and everyone around me was a mere mortal and almost all my friends were pre-occupied with the very common chores of daily life.  Together we all believed in flesh & muscle. 

But prior to that, there was one good thing that already happened to me by Divine Providence. I was born into a family of teachers and all my elders, though normal, were knowledgeably elite and believed its the ‘reading habit’ that can evolve one’s soul.  Its now clear to me that they intentionally provided me with lots and lots of books. As a child I grew up devouring tens of books every month, first they were just baby stories, later mythological and slowly the wisdom books, philosophies, biographies, magazines, newspapers, mysteries, fiction then what not, as I grew. I was not leaving unread even a paper piece that flew to me in a public park. That habit immensely improved my capacity to imagine. I could just close my eyes and see a whole new world in front of me. My teenage dreams were more vivid and colorful every passing day and I used to have saints, kings, queens and brave soldiers frequenting my sleepy realms. Animals and birds were talking to me  and levitation was a common practice. I often had dreams which were sequential, that they end at one point this day and continue from the very point later the next week. Each dream was so involving, that I maintained a diary to write up my dreams as soon as I wake up. An intense desire to record all tiny details but the fear of losing them made me sometimes write blindly in the diary without even opening my eyes, without even waking up from my bed.

Later, as fate would have it, I lost my family and was drawn into a different world of wildly beasts. As fragile and vulnerable a mind in its late teens could be but with enormous imaginative skills and with a huge cerebral bed of vast bookish knowledge, I ventured into a contrasting world of pure muscle power… None of the books I read till that date were holding true.  Not a single verse I read till then was helping me confront the hard reality.  I was all alone fighting and I started failing to imagine something that is not hungry, not rude, not brutal.  But the reading part never subsided and I indulged in stuff that kept me going.. stories that talk of beastly achievements, the folklores of brunt killings.. the hard triumphing over the soft.. dragons and draculas, blood and gory tales.. oh! it is in this phase, that I later realized there are more narrations in this world to divert a mind completely to a wrong point than the right one. So, in this phase, like the stuff i was reading and was living, I also reached the nadir of my fall too as a person.

I then started realizing that my biggest problem was not anyone else but my own self. One divine day, when realization dawned on me, I abruptly left all the dungeons behind and decided to fly away to distant places where there is abundant light and where there is knowledge. I have flown so hard that I was out of breath but the dark seas below kept me going, I was out of energy but the silver shores kept me inspired,  I was out of money but the musty smell of books pushed me forward.  Yes, I stand where I am because I have decided to come back by ‘reading’.. I did my Post Graduation that gave me new opportunities, it may sound more academic, but behind the scenes, it was my habit that changed my life back to better shapes again.  And of course, the invaluable people who pour life into you and show you direction. 

Now, standing here, I believe in the power of mind than the muscle. I still have a few issues with myself even today.. but I started shedding all that is bad and I stand a much cleaner person now. I attribute all this to those wonderful books I read:

Some books, you have to read early in life..
Some others, you have to read again when you are old…
And some more, you have to read once every decade and see how different they are to read again..

But the morale of the story is that you have to be ‘reading’ all the time.. and constantly try to implement the good stuff you learnt, flounder in your efforts, make mistakes, become a fool, go back to your books, reread and try again.. all this in cycles all your life.. :) 

Nowadays there are many authors who spew venom in the form of refined words than writing something in a neutral way.. we should be choosy in what we read or at least be able to discern good from bad. But, falling back to the ancient wisdom is always safer.  ‘The Holy Gita’ is a management master piece, before the commercial TV channel publicized it. Every time I read a page from this spiritual epitome, I wonder how magnificent the verse and meaning are. I believe ‘The Holy Bible’ has an answer for everything. I keep reading excerpts from ‘The Holy Quran’ that describe the subtlest beautifies in living a fruitful life. And to the innumerable scripts out there, its only for the reader to pick them up and change his own life. We as a modern civilization is not giving due respect to the ancient wisdom and truly missing the essence that is already available condensed, there by continue to wait for answers when life makes it complex.  May be its time we encourage each other, every family member and all our friends to go back to this wonderful habit of ‘reading’… say one hour a day? Read whatever you want but remember ‘you are what you read:)

I still have the wolves inside me run in Brownian motion.. and the swans graciously moving in peaceful waters on the other side.. But there is one thing in common to both of them… ‘reading’. And I picked up the ‘Autobiography of a Yogi’ for the third time and its a different book than what I read a decade ago. 

thanks for coming here and patiently reading it all,
/balu

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2013 year-end-gift from Yahoo!

loved the gorgeous photobook (11''x8.5'')

loved the gorgeous photobook (11”x8.5”) with a 100 of my selected pics.. Thank you so much Yahoo!

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dosa-philosophy

don't come running for me <wink>

don’t come running for me <wink>

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How I improved my ‘deep sleep’ hours

Sleep is a true privilege.. you can’t buy it.. you can’t snatch it.. Neither your social status, nor your hidden dollar stash, none of your cool gadgets, nor your costly cot… no my friend.. none of them can make you sleep well..

If you have not yet seriously observed your sleep patterns, then you better start doing it. Because the quantity and quality of your sleep directly impacts your health, your cognitive skills, reflexes and reactions, way of thinking, social behaviour and finally even the number of chess games you win. :)

You can read about REM (Rapid Eye Movement) and how sleep is categorized into light and deep phases, there are innumerable reports out there.. And you would need a health tracker device something like a ‘Jawbone UP band’ or a ‘Fibit flex’ or a ‘Nike+ FuelBand SE’ etc.. Trust me! Its worth money. Compare them and buy one that suits you… and there are some smartphone apps too that do a similar job.. check em out but how to improve your deep sleep? haha… thats the secret i am going to tell you now, but mind you! Its very tough to do all this:

Timely food and sleep

aah! you can’t do that? ok next..

Healthy diet

I too swing too much, but for most of the week, I am on a balanced diet, with really a lot of vegetables, leaves and just a few carbs that are barely enough. Ensure you are served with more uncooked raw food. I found ‘1:3’ as the best ratio for cooked vs uncooked portions. And yes unfortunately, ‘NO SWEETS’ please…not at all. Start doing this in your lunch.. Ensure you dine very light so as not to stress your tummy too much..

a cute wave of light / deep. 4.46 is huge for a 7.13

a cute wave of light / deep. 4.46 is huge for a 7.13

Quantity of sleep

Yes, the number of hours matters. Observe it carefully, its the sleep time that we abuse most and usually cut it short for our unplanned events by sacrificing a few hours sleep on that day.. Its bad. There is no catching up later. It won’t work that way. I was sleeping 6 to 6.5 hours a day with 2 hr deep sleep, but one good samaritan has told me the ‘8-8-8’ rule.. 8 hours work, 8  hours of play and 8 hours of sleep… It would be fantastic if we can truly do that, but I am afraid I personally cannot.. So I pegged my sleep goal at 8 hours, but ensured sleeping at least 7dot5 hr a day…I planned the rest of the day in a way that gives importance to these most abused 8 hours of sleep time..  Few weeks like that and I can see the ‘deep sleep’ part actually increasing from 2 to 3 and then to 4.. and haa to 5.

Exercise

I think we have outgrown the old adage of ‘What food to the hungry and what bed to the sleepy’.. No! Mere exercise won’t give you deep sleep, while it surely can make you sleep more. So, its mandatory you have a moderate to strenuous exercise routine but you still have to follow the rest of the rules in here..

Forgive and move on

This is another important thing you have to do.. Stop comparing yourself with others. Stop feeling insecure. Forgive them who did bad things to you. And move on. Forgive the bus driver who spoiled your day. Forgive the autowallah that almost pushed you into the gutter. Forgive the lady next door for all her stupidities.  Life is bigger than the petty things you fight with every day. No one is eligible enough to give you a nightmare.

Divert the mind before you hit the bed

Keep your mind occupied all through the day. Don’t just watch TV or work for the office all day long but develop some habits that keep you happy and your mind occupied. And just before hitting the bed, divert your mind, like I play chess for 20 mins that helps in forgetting everything else before I go to sleep. Though I wake up suddenly when I defeat Grand Masters Anatoly or Anand in a dream, overall, it helps me go to bed with less nagging thoughts inside..

Dark room, Silence and Family

Make sure the bedroom is dimly lit or better if its completely dark with a handy switch or torch.  And yes! you need a silent night to have a good sleep. And finally! If you have infant kids sleeping on the same cot, the device might detect their movements and your graphs would come down. But most of us are used to having a kid in the arm and I can sense the same freshness of deep sleep even though its not reported by the device. If the kid wakes you up, then its just a bad night.  Otherwise, it seemed fine to me. Am still researching this part.

Its all guys! Thats how I keep clocking a 4-5 hour deep sleep every day.. :) And my weight is coming down too from 96 to sub 90′s.. Thats my next milestone :) Keep watching this space.

Hope this helps you…Thanks for reading,
/balu

Update-1:

I clocked a 78% deep sleep today (20130105) — its not a random shot — improving my deep sleep percentage from 40′s to almost 80′s :) I can’t explain how supremely refreshing the feeling is :)

Jawbone doesn’t give in-depth analysis as below, neither it makes the input data available for off-app analytics… so I spend few seconds extra every day to keep my sleep data in an excel sheet and this is how it looks like over the last 3 months :) .. hope this helps you or perhaps inspire too  :)

see the % of deep sleep increasing from 40′s to late 70′s

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Resolutions of a facebook addict! (helps you too)

fb-pixelled(in the order of priority lower to higher)
I will not open facebook more than once a day;
I will spend only 10 mins on facebook everyday/anyday but not a jiffy more;
I will go out into open world and then post my own effing status to facebook than just liking / stalking others’ statuses. 
I will open nationalgeographic.com or nasa.gov when I wake up every morning but never the facebook.com.
I will empathetically try to understand the psychological problems of people who invite me every day for playing ‘candy crush’ or ‘farm ville’ but never any outdoor game. 
and finally the most important:

I will watch more videos from TED than the stupid  ‘unbelievable’ or  “everyone-must-watch-this” videos on facebook. 

hope this helps you too but sorry facebook, am a bit scornful,
/balu

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are you a common man too?

are you a common man too?

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yes, some life lessons from your kitchen!

idly-pizza-and-european-beer.. pl don't laugh but thats all I could garble for today

idly-pizza-and-european-beer.. pl don’t laugh but thats all I could garble for today

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I am not a food-blogger, neither am I a good cook for that matter. But I found:

Kitchen is one place to do the safest and cheapest of all my experiments :)

And I think I actually learned some serious life lessons while cooking and really wanna share with you. I may sound stupid, but there is serious reason in all of it.

No matter how careful you are, you will cut your fingers at least once:

Same is the case with life. We think we are doing an excellent job and lo comes the bolt from unexpected skies burning everything down on its way.  You have to gather yourself again and move on. There is no point in stopping there and lying dead, right?

It takes great care and planning to cook something in the exact quantity you eat:

Aah! Now this is about calculations. It can become more philosophical to discuss ‘what I want’, but how I want it, how much I want it and when do I need it are all eternal questions. I see many people either spending their lives in mindless work cycles, or if they are privileged, they waste their years without actually working on anything. I can’t even imagine a person waking up and going to bed again in the night without doing anything fruitful in a day. But, yes! there are thousands of such people around. They don’t add any value to this world, other than their weight to the Earth. So if you see someone balancing his work and personal lives in a better way, never shy away without appreciating him then and there.

To cook something great, you have to spend ‘time’ on it:

Now, what great thing can be achieved in few minutes? I am not talking about the TV series ‘one minute to fame’ or whatever.  If you really want to do something big, something great and something unique, it really needs a lot of time to learn, to prepare, to execute and to absorb/share the results. The more time you take, in the right way and right direction, the better is the impact.

:)

What do you say? I will add more but for now its all :)

Thanks for reading,

/balu

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ఏ దారెటుపోతుందో ఎవరినీ అడుగక

Look into my eyes, and you will find my small universe.

Look into my eyes, and you will find my small universe.

చాలా చాలా సంవత్సరాలు నాకు అర్ధం కాలేదు….

“ఎవరికెవరు ఈ లోకంలో…” అనటం సబబు .. కానీ  “ఏ దారెటుపోతుందో ఎవరినీ అడుగక”.. అని చెప్పటంలో మర్మమేంటని ప్రతిసారీ నన్ను నేను ప్రశ్నించుకునేవాణ్ణి. అంత హృద్యంగా, నమ్మకంగా చెప్పాడాయె మరి. 

ఎలా వెళ్ళాలో తెలియనప్పుడు అడిగితే తప్పేముంది? ఆ కవి బహుశా ఏ అడవిలోనో ఆటవిక తెగల మధ్య ఉండేవాడేమో? దారి అడిగితే కొట్టేవారేమో? నలుగురితో కలిసి బతకటం, మెలిసి తిరగటం లాంటివి చెయ్యకూడని ‘నాగరికత’ లోంచి వచ్చాడేమో? ఇలా ఎన్నో ప్రశ్నలు కానీ దేనికీ నిశ్చయమైన సమాధానం దొరకలేదు.. తేరిపార చూస్తే ఆ ప్రశ్నలన్నీ తిరిగి నాకే గుచ్చుకున్నాయి..   అక్కడికి మనమేదో పెద్ద నవ ‘సమాజం’ లో ఉన్నట్టు, మన చుట్టూ ఉన్నవాళ్ళు మనుషులన్నట్టు, మన ప్రపంచంలో ప్రతి దారికీ ఒక గమ్యం ఉన్నట్టు, ప్రతి మనిషికీ ఒక లక్ష్యం ఉన్నట్టు, ప్రతిదాన్లోనూ పరిపూర్ణత సాధ్యమన్నట్టు .. ఇలా ఏవేవో పిచ్చి అపోహలు నన్ను సరిగ్గా ఆలోచించనివ్వలేదు..  కానీ కాలం గడుస్తున్నకొద్దీ, చూస్తున్న చదువుతున్న వింటున్న విషయాలని ఆకళింపు చేసుకోవటంలో నాకూ ఒక క్లారిటీ వచ్చింది..   తగిలిన దెబ్బలు తగ్గకముందే కొత్త దెబ్బలు తగులుతూ ఉంటే తియ్యదనానికి నిర్వచనం తెలిసింది..  మీదనున్న మట్టి అంతా నీటి ఒరవడికి కొట్టుకుపోతే రాళ్ళు తేలిన దారిలా,  జీవితం మీద ఒక స్పష్థత వచ్చింది.. మనుషుల్ని చదువుతున్నకొద్దీ ఇంకా చదవాల్సింది ఎక్కువైపోతుందని తెలిసింది..  వందమంది చుట్టూ ఉన్నా ఒంటరితనం బాధించగలదని, విలువైనవన్నీ సరళంగా సామాన్యంగా ఉంటాయని, మంచికి విలువలేదని, శాస్త్రం మనుషులకోసమని, నిశ్శబ్దం ఓదారుస్తుందని, నైరాశ్యం సేదదీరుస్తుందని.. ఓహ్ ఇలా ఎన్నని చెప్పను? ప్రతి రోజూ ఒక సరికొత్త పాఠం. ప్రతి మనిషీ ఒక పసందైన పుస్తకం. ప్రతి అడుగూ, బంధం, సంఘర్షణా, సమావేశం .. ప్చ్! నేర్చుకోవటంలోనే శతాబ్దాలు దాటిపోయాయి.. తీరా చూస్తే నేనింకా అక్కడే ఉన్నాను.  నేర్చుకున్నదంతా ఎవరికైనా పనికొచ్చేలా చెయ్యాలన్న దుద్ద ఒకటి మిగిలింది కొత్తగా… రోజులు మాత్రం గడిచిపోతున్నాయ్ మెల్లగా శబ్దం లేకుండా..

కట్ చేస్తే, మన దైనందిన వ్యవహారాల్లో ఎంతోమందితో కూడి వెళతాం. సలహాలు అడుగుతాం. ఇస్తాం. 

బంధువులు, స్నేహితులు, సరదాలు, సినిమాలు, షికార్లు, పార్టీలు, చదువు, ఉద్యోగం, అలవాట్లు… ఇవన్నీ కొన్ని వందలమందిని మనకి పరిచయం చేస్తాయి.  గోదాట్లోకి వరద నీరోచ్చినప్పుడు  గొప్పగా  ముద్దొచ్చేసినట్టు, పరిచయాలు పెరుగుతున్నకొద్దీ ప్రపంచం మీద అబ్బురం పెరుగుతూ వస్తుంది.. అయితే,  అందులో చాలామందిది వచ్చే దారి, పోయే దారి.. కొద్దిమంది మాత్రం కాస్త దగ్గరగా వస్తారు..  చివరాఖరికి మహా అయితే ముగ్గురు నలుగురితో నువ్వు నీలా ఉండగలుగుతావు .. మిగతాదంతా నటన, మొహమాటం, రాజీ, యాదృచ్ఛికత ఇంకేదైనా కావచ్చు.. ఇక్కడే ఉంది విచిత్రం అంతా..

ఇప్పుడు మానవ నైజాన్ని వర్గీకరించటం నా ఉద్దేశం కాదు. కానీ ప్రతి మనిషీ ‘తన’ మెదడు చెప్పినట్టు చేస్తాడు.. తనకున్న విలువలతో, పరిజ్ఞానంతో, నైపుణ్యంతో నిర్ణయాలు తీసుకుంటాడు.. తన స్వభావాన్ని బట్టి మంచీ,చెడూ మాట్లాడటం, చెయ్యటం, బ్రతకటం..ఇలా తన చర్య, ప్రతిచర్యలన్నీ ఒక స్థిరమైన కానీ క్రమరహితమైన నివిష్టం(ఇన్పుట్) మీద ఆధారపడి ఉంటాయి. దీనికి తోడు ప్రతి ఆలోచన వెనుకా నీ వ్యసనాలు, భావోద్వేగాలు, అనుభవాలు, అభిరుచులు అనాలోచితంగానే దాక్కుంటాయి. ఇష్టమైనది కష్టంగా  అనిపించదు.. అదే  పని ఇష్టం లేకపోతే  చాలా చిరాగ్గా అనిపిస్తుంది. నచ్చిన మనిషి ఏం చేసినా పర్వాలేదు.. అదే  నచ్చకపొతే  చిలిపితనం కూడా కోపం తెప్పిస్తుంది…ఇవన్నీ కాకుండా నిన్నూ ఈ సంఘాన్నీ వేరుచేస్తూ నీ చుట్టూ నువ్వు గీసుకున్న వృత్తం, దానిచుట్టూ సంఘం గీసిన ఆవృత్తం..ఈ రెండూ కంటికి కనపడకుండా మొత్తం అన్ని విషయాలనీ శాసిస్తూ ఉంటాయి..

ఈ విధంగా ఇద్దరు మనుషుల మధ్య సమాచార బదిలీ ఇన్ని నిబంధనలకు, ప్రేరేపణలకు లోబడి ఉన్నప్పుడు, అసలు మంచి చెడులకు నిర్వచనాలు పూర్తిగా వ్యక్తిగతమైనప్పుడు, ఒక మనిషి అందరినీ సంతృప్తి పరచటం సాధ్యం కానప్పుడు, ఇక ఏదారెటు పోతుందో ఎవరినైనా ఎందుకు అడగటం? ఆ మహాకవి చెప్పింది ఊళ్లెళ్ళటానికి వేసిన దారులగురించి కాదని, ఊహలు పయనించే రహదారులగురించి అని అర్ధమైందని వేరే చెప్పాలా? ప్రపంచాన్ని తీవ్రంగా ప్రభావితం చేసిన మనుషులు అందరూ కూడా ఏదో చేద్దామని బయలుదేరి ఏం చెయ్యాలో నిర్ణయించుకుని ఇక ఆ తర్వాత అది సాధించేవరకూ అలా నిలబడిపోయారు.. ఎత్తుపల్లాలెన్నొచ్చినా ఏం లెక్ఖ చెయ్యలేదు. అవునా?  సొంతంగా ఆలోచించే ప్రతిమనిషినీ ప్రపంచం మొట్టమొదటగా అపార్ధం చేసేసుకుంటుంది.  ఆ తర్వాత ముప్పుతిప్పలు పెట్టి ముచ్చెరువుల నీళ్ళు తాగించేస్తుంది. అప్పుడు నిరాశ పడిపోయావా? నువ్వెవరో ఆ ప్రపంచానికి ఎప్పటికీ తెలీదు. ఇదంతా చెప్తున్నది ఒకే ఒక్ఖ విషయం తేటతెల్లం చెయ్యటంకోసం.
 
నువ్వెవ్వరికీ అర్ధం కానప్పుడు, నీకెవ్వరూ అర్ధమవ్వనప్పుడు..  మెదడు, ప్రపంచం మొత్తం చీకటైపోయి ఏదుందో ఏది లేదో తెలియరాని నిర్వేదంలో నిలువునా మునిగి ఉన్నప్పుడు  సరిగ్గా గమనించు.. అలాంటప్పుడు మాత్రమే నీకు నువ్వు నిర్మలంగా కనిపిస్తావు..  నీ మాటలు నీకు స్పష్ఠంగా వినిపిస్తాయి.. మొత్తమంతా నిశ్శబ్దమైనప్పుదు నీ గుండె చప్పుడు నీకు వినిపించినట్టు నీ సొంత ఆలోచనలు నీకు దిశానిర్దేశం చేస్తాయి. నువ్వు సాధించాలనుకున్నది నీకు స్పష్టంగా కనిపించేంతవరకే నువ్వు సామాన్య మానవుడివి. ఆ తర్వాత అదే నిన్ను లాగుతుంది. అసామాన్యుణ్ణి చేస్తుంది…

పిడికిలి పైకెత్తి ఆకాశం వైపు చూస్తూ కలలు కనే మనిషికి,  ఏ పని చేస్తున్నా అది పూర్తయ్యేవరకూ నిద్రపట్టని మనిషికి, జయాపజయాలతో సంబంధం లేకుండా స్వర్గం/నరకం ఏదైనా ఒక్కటేనన్నట్టుగా, కాళ్లతో కసిగా నేలను వెనక్కుతోస్తూ నడిచే మనిషికి,  విజయం మరొక  అడుగేకాని అదే గమ్యం కాదు..ఓటమి ఒక పాఠమే గాని అదే అంతం కాదు.. అందుకే ఏ దారెటుపోతుందో ఎవ్వరినీ అడగద్దు.. నీకు నచ్చింది చేసేయ్. అదే కరెక్టు.

/balu

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5 most important reasons for starting your own blog and start writing!

A 200-year old love letter that I once asked my friend-and-love-guru to proof read and to analyze the hand-writing.. Try reading his comments.

A 200-year old love letter that I once asked my friend-and-love-guru to proof read and to analyze the hand-writing.. Try reading his comments.

Writing is a cursed bliss, I say.

My writings are like my memories. To relive a memory, world has so many things to help you, like photos, videos, people, places etc.. But there is no such help for writing. You can’t remember a writing unless you write it.  To actually ‘write’ something, I have to do it immediately when I feel like writing it.. I can’t write the same piece in the same manner if I miss the moment. Its just like missing that key moment of taking a photo.  I don’t have anything to help me continue writing in the same nerve/vigor once i stop it.. That’s why I say its cursed, but yes its bliss… Try writing something and see it in a shape.. you will understand what I am saying.

But Ok! why should you write?

  1. For all the billions of people in this world, there are only few who can ‘write’, whatever crap they write, of course.  But everything written is important. No? Who knows?
  2. Just like your camera gives you pleasure taking the pictures you want, ‘writing’ too gives so much pleasure along with a sense of accomplishment, fulfillment and a possible word of appreciation and perhaps a rare pat-on-the-back… Just like that one pic out of the hundreds you took, which can never be replaced/compared with anything else in this world.
  3. If you look back at an old post, its as much pleasure like looking at an old picture, or may be more. Because there will be words that explain so many emotions you were going through, at that particular point of  time.
  4. It makes you predictable. Trust me, this world likes what is predictable.
  5. It tells the world who you are. It explains what you think of something or anything. It announces your likes, dislikes, passions, pains and what not. It makes you an open book for the world to come in and know you better.  Don’t expect the whole world to read your blog though, but the ‘few’ friends you make when they read it, they bond so tightly and are invaluable in your life.

That’s all the 5 most important reasons I believe should get you started with a blog today.

Don’t you agree with me?  Please feel free to let me know and the ‘comments’ section is all yours :)

Thanks for reading,

/balu

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“Onion Gold Burns” — another quick recipe for bachelors

Cooking food opens up my mind :)

yes, it does.

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Cooking food opens up my mind and here is this Saturday’s successful experiment… “Onion Gold Burns” is a name i just invented, pl don’t bother to scratch your head, but this is yet another bachelor recipe that can be done and served in less than 10 minutes.

Just two scoops of idly batter with hell lot of onions and a generous portion of mint, mirchi n coriander.

Its all… Happy breakfast. :)

Go open it up someway,

/balu

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