10 things to show ...

The credit to this post must go the inspiration from a couple of friends around me. The character "Barney" in 'How I Met your Mother' (a soap on which there would be an entry later) has provided the due words at suitable places for it though....

I donned upon the observing hat and here it is ....

I call this a match between a committed individual Vs Die-hard single ... Now there can be exceptions too and confused idiots who often waver between the two are not handled in this blog ....

Presenting here are the 10 things that show that you are committed Vs 10 things to show that you are single:

1. Your phone book and mailbox contains entries/mails from a single person

Vs

Your phone book contains entries of people all over the world - could be the
person you've last met on train to a wrong number which you received just days back ..

2. The phone is not over yet. It is the biggest attachment that he/she has in life. You can never see such people without a phone. They get mysterious phone calls especially at night. A typical fellow wanders aimlessly with something stuck in his ear right through out the night

Vs

A person who doesn't even know to use the full features of his phone. Never without a phone as well as a balance. (why do such ppl need balance on the phone ?? )


3. (reason strictly for males, females are difficult to predict)
You suddenly become the darling the all of the girls of your class

Vs

All the girls always start becoming a darling to you, the moment you see them ...

4. Your favourite line - " come on !! Grow up Man ! They are not my type. " This gets so over that at times it leads people to comment that you are gay

Vs

" Hey !! Man !! did you see her *** .(there's a long dialogue and list here but i leave it open to interpretation... (Finally it ends as ...) Girls are either good or too good "


5. When your friend asks you out, you first choice would be to go to a place for worship like temple etc. or in other words you prefer to hang-out in such places. Somehow a family maturity begins to set in you

Vs

You tend to go to adventurous places ... ahem !! Can't name all of them here and age somehow starts reversing for you.

6. Mood swings begin to set in .. Such species are often found irrascible (too much effect of biodiversity assignment for me these days ....)

Vs

He swings "it" in "Moods" (pun intended)


7. Movies in your PC tend to be: "You've Got mail", "When harry met sally", " serendipity", and the rest organized in Romance, comedies, oscar winners, documentaries ...

Vs

(reason strictly for males) Movies tend to be well... Ahem !!! . he watches movies of languages mainly russian, italian, arabic .... and they keep changing as they are often deleted after being viewed once ...


8. Is always logged on the net as outside activies do not excite much

Vs

You find him on field right next to his/her potential target ..

9. You usually prefer to move usually in pairs ...

Vs

You somehow manage to find large groups of singles with you at all times ...

10. You suddenly start liking KIDS around you

Vs

Kids suddenly start liking such kind of people (hehehehehe) ... Proven by observation.


That's it from me .....

Nothing is Mine, Everything is thine

The poet is back after a brief hibernation. The hiatus was due to the lack of an inspirational topic for quite sometime. A recent Poornima night in IIT-B campus brought words to my mind. I simply sat gazing at the full moon and was struck by it's grace ... The following lines came out spontaneously ...


Splendour of full moon makes a treat for my sore eyes,
"Who/What could have created it ?" I then soon begin to sigh,
Was it the stars, Was it the sun, A question my mind can't miss,
The scene makes me forget the creator, i simply revel in it's bliss ...

The night seemed dominating and tried to spread it's cloak,
The moon was mischeavous and tries to hide in the leaves of oak,
A celestial spectacle is created by a friendly tussle,
"Who wins at the end" is really an unsolvable puzzle ...

I had seen objects but nothing seemed as clean and white,
I only pray that the blind could see such a sight,
The moon is untouched and strives to remain pure,
For fools like me, it brings romance for sure ...

I rush to the room, to capture the cosmos in my lens,
Hoping not to lose it to the clouds, makes me soon feel tense,
But there's more to this picture, the poet soon begin to sense,
As the noise of crickets lends a beautiful rhythm to the silence ...

Soon Hours pass by and i simply spend time admiring it,
The movements around me doesn't bother me a bit,
For such sights, it is strenous to string a rhyme,
The only thing my mind seems to do is to thank the creator of THINE ....

Amen.

What is in an Image ???

I have been listening to a very wise man lately. Offlate, one of the profound statements which he has made has really provoked my inner echleons of conscience and thought. The statement goes this way - "Image is your greatest strength and your greatest enemy". I had been a strong believer only in the first part of this statement... but the 2nd part somehow stirred and shook me. My mind again went into an introspection mode for really figuring out this conundrum and i must admit that it really took me a sleepless night to figure out what really it meant ..... Hope the following paragraph might save another night for you :-) (i can't gurantee though)

The first part of the statement is really a GANDHIAN statement and requires no explanation. Image is a greatest enemy ... Well !!! Truly speaking i could really look at my own life backwards and could really interpret it's true inner meaning. People took me for granted at every point of time. My life started moving from One Certainity to another certainity to another certainity. My choice of clothes, choice of books, choice of foods, choice of activities and everything was more or less decided ... There was absolutely no fun .. People would predict what i would do next and albeit most of them were really successful at it ...

Then came a time of my freedom ... I was away from home for about 6 long years .. enough to shatter all images at all points of time. My Mother saw a different Keshav each time i came home. .. I must affirm that the goodness remained at all points and at no point i compromised on something wrong ... It was just that i started beginning to discover that i could do a lot more than what i or a matter of fact others traditionally believed ...
This started a powerful process of introspection .. A tool for which i again profusely thank a wise old man for initiating it ... I could talk and almost easily converse with any tom,dick harry on street and this led to some interesting incidents and stories .... (obviously for my grand-children in the future !! :-) )

I started dabbling into various activities .. .My good-ol friend lamented on the fact that i am although full of energy but i lack focus .. i again went into introspection for this answer and the answer itself came to me that i was focussed in what i was doing .... i gave 120% in every activity that i indulged into (Even ;-) at one point of time ... i think other people can affirm this fact .. hehehehe ) it's another matter that it might not have given any intended results .. but the experience is worth more than anything else put togethar ...

to put it short that's life. .. NOBODY or rather Noone should bind you or lock your potential and capabilities ... As it is rightly said " You only think what you are and you can do what you think you can really do " ....

My life has changed from unpredictability to unpredictability to unpredictability .. Several things happened ... People never believed that a fat old person like me can run ... I tried my level best in finishing the 21Km marathon ...End result !! I was far too slow .. but the finish gave me immense confidence ... People gave me a slim chance in other sports ... i really feel i do a decent job than most others .. My own folks felt i was an introvert ... things changed over a period of time ...
Somehow only Music eludes me during all this time .. Inspite of having a trained carnatic singer as my mother .. i still am not able to grasp it at a higher level .. This is my next venture now ....

Believe me .. i cherish and enjoy every moment of it ... I somehow revel these days in unpredictability .. I simply say WOW at it and !!! and move on ....


PS: My attempt at writing philosophical stuff for the first time .... Let's see . poetry's next as and when a suitable inspiration arrives ;-)