Cerebrum Speak

Wishlists

2011-01-20T20:58:00.000-08:00

Wish lists can be crazy.

I continuously get scared of imagining what would happen and how the world would pan out if the wishes could come true.

Would I be half an FBI officer shooting bad guys and half a boxer fighting for glory? Would I be coming home to half a lovely wife and cute twin kids, and half a gloomy and lonely apartment with lots of books and whiskey?

It’s a bemusing thought, it is.

I think it’s better this way.

I sure do want to hold the pretty girl in my arms forever, but may be the effort I put to reach there would make it sweeter rather than a wave of a magic wand.

I once walked 8 km to save 4 bucks so I could buy a sweet. The next day a lady offered me the same sweet at my home tuition. Back then, I wasnt sure why it didnt taste as good as the one the day before.

I think I figured it out now.

What am I!

2010-04-22T19:52:00.000-07:00

What am I?

Once a man wondered!

Is it the sweet and sour little memories of life I cherish?

Or is it the way and think and articulate the deepest of my emotions?

Or has it got something to do with the way my eyes see the world filled with beauty and pain?

Is it the genre of music I am fond of?

Is it my favorite food?

Is it the way I suffer from pain or is it the way I celebrate my joy?

What am I?

Once a man wondered!

Directors Cut - The Palace : Part 1

2009-07-07T19:22:00.000-07:00

Dreams....If i could get a penny for every weird dream i had, i probably would have been a millionaire by now.

Analysing them so far have only left me violently pulling my hair! So, I decided it is best to stop worrying about them than living only with a handful of hair.

In the dream:

I am this new fresh movie director and have planned shooting a suspense film! Probably my thoughts weren’t that fresh!

We all packed our bags and went to this magnificent palace to shoot. It is a palace is located in the middle of a desert. It’s an old palace with an intriguing gloomy look to it. We reached there in the evening at the time of sunset. I knew this was the place as soon as i saw the glorious shine of the palace in the evening sun.

It was a fantastic sight! It made me wonder if i was the king of this palace in my last incarnation!!

The plot of the movie is about a man being haunted by an animal. and yes, there is no animal creepier than a snake!

So, we hired a snake and the maintainer. The snake looked small and weak and i didn’t really think we could make this look scary.

But since creepiness <= Budget, we moved on!

We started looking for a decent location to start the shooting.

We were exploring the palace and after a tiresome search, we entered into this narrow passageway which ended as an entry to a great big hall.

The hall was uniquely circular in stark contrast to the normal durbar halls found in India. There were huge long pillars holding the beautifully painted ceiling. It seemed like a macro version of

a Frisbee placed on six magic markers. The hall is decorated beautifully with stone carvings at one side suggesting that that was the place the throne was located. The arch connecting the two middle pillars with gracefully engraved Hindu deities.

There was our location. Worn out but graceful!

Worries in "No Worries" Land

2009-01-05T17:38:00.000-08:00

Well....Lifez not exactly a box of chocolates as forrest gump says..

I almost started writing a nice heavy philosophical column after this first line..

but then i thought

naah......

what the heck?

Who cares abt problems, solutions, cirsumstances, blah blah blah of life...........

I went over to a purse vendor in vic market, asked him how much a purse costs..

He says, "Its 15 dollars, not RUPEES, 15 dollars..you get it? " .

I almost thought he is going to give me the exchange rates. (Which would have been quite helpful by the way:) )

Who cares!

We all go out for dinner to a restaurent (Hungry Jacks...Does it qualify for a restaurent ?)

I ask a friend abt his wedding and future plans.

I ask another friend for his plans.

They both ask another friend for his plans.

Nobody asks me!

I was ready to tell my stories of great-grand children :)

Who cares!

Bumped into an old friend with his loving wife, makes me realise i never had a long serious meaningful relationship.

I had girlfrieds of varied backgrounds though:)

Who cares!
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Life probably is a box of chocolates.........We might just get an expired one!

Who cares!!!

Failure

2008-09-18T23:43:00.000-07:00

I am not talented!

I realised that right from the word go that i started facing troubles in life.....

.but i got through everything with sheer stubborness that i will HAVE to do it.

Its this mad determination that kept pushing me ..........

From the day I worked as an agricultural labour, from the day I went into construction works for digging foundations, from the day I stood in the red hot sun the whole day for Rs.30, From the day I got up at 06:00 AM on holidays to make sure I find an auto to drive, from the day I started doing home tuitions, from the day I joined Infosys, from the day I travelled onsite..... i would put my ass into working and say to myself, you have GOT to do it no matter what comes

.......and you know what.........

and it all worked.

...I am a success today :)

but, this one thing.......

Cricket...

One thing thats been failing me even though i try to my best efforts..........

its kinda hard to digest...

I know i will get there some day......

but its just too hard to digest that I am failing.

Sri doesnt fail.

To - Dear Diary

2008-08-26T08:51:00.000-07:00

April, June, July passed by,

There is not a day in this year, that I haven't thought about you my dear .

Every now and then, I take you out and my pen, In my bed i sit steady, open the page and then get ready -

I cant help thinking, what difference would it make to record my days in you, I always see one answer -
"No bloody difference in your life mate! A girl comes, a girl goes,
You work a report, you review a plan, and the life goes on and on and on"

I always think, how would i make a difference, and then the answer comes, "YOU WRITE THE BLOODY DIARY". And thats when -

Those are the days my dear, I come to you with a hope

Time and again, I take you out and my pen,
In my bed I sit steady, open the page and then get ready.

Heartbreak Kid

2008-07-02T21:42:00.000-07:00

I still see you clear
Deep down in the heart

Just cant stop thinking
were we wrong in moving apart?

My pen still doodles
your grace all the time

Not that I love you
nor your comeliness sublime

It all just comes back to me
As a dazzling sweet dream

the tough days with regret
and the cheerful days gleam

Cant force myself
to fall in love again

but what is this feeling
That haunts me in vain

The Uncanny Movie

2008-02-24T19:08:00.000-08:00

A Dream!

uuf...Dreams are baffling and weird! Not sure if thats just in my case!!

I hear People say the idiom "Dreams coming true",and i wish hard that my dreams, should never come true :)

I vaguely remember my dream of last night, which i decided to title as "An Uncanny Movie".:)
Long long ago, once upon a time,Us, the great volunteers of Project Parties, decided that we should have a project outing.

Aftera loooooooot of meetings,we decide that we should go out for a movie.

So, we get into the bus,(which is a Metro express bus of Hyderabad :)). I sit at the window seat and the bus is completely filled up.

After a half an hour, i realise, the person sitting beside me is Vinayak. Was shocked to see the person i am travelling with from half an hour, suddenly turns out to be a person i know. But, that was not the end!!I look at the next seat, there are Avni & Sujata! I could not believe by eyes!!

Trying to coming out of the shock that i did not notice them before, i look back in the bus and was floored!!

The bus is absolutely empty!!

The bus i was struggling to get into before, has suddenly become empty!!

After an hour, we reach the Movie theatre.

And there, the whole theatre is booked just for us!! This MUST be a dream :)

Not knowing what more to expect, I enter the theatre!! And yyes, I was not disappointed!! The arrangement for people to sit, is made on benches!!The benches were like one of those benches in schools, where we two benches joined, lower one to sit & the upper one to keep books!!

Trying to settle down,I sat on a looong bench, with my friends (I don't remember any faces :( ).

Suddenly, a tall, creepy man, who i am not even sure belongs to our group,comes to me and asks me if i can switch places with him!! Very reluctantly, I go to the direction, he pointed.

Horrifying!!!! I find myself in a pure white endless cabin!! Finding completely contrasting to the dark movie hall, I felt a chill right up my spine, and walked straight back, without even trying to think what it was!!!

Luckily, i came back to the Movie hall. Now, I see people engrossed in the movie with their tiffin boxes open!!

I stand still, and i start observing people, moving their benches towards the screen!!The movement started slowly, and in no time I see people running towards the screen with the benches on their head!!!

Still dreaded with the images of white cabin, and not wanting to be left behind, I pulled, a bench from the stack, and ran towards the screen, with the bench on my shoulder!!

I reach the base of the screen with the bench, only to see people chit chatting with each other not showing any minute interest on the movie!! Me, with a bench on my shoulder, was dumbstruck,seeing the reaction of the crowd!! The same guys who were running with their benches on their heads, are sitting here relaxed, chatting with each other!!

Cursing them deep down with the worst possible words, I Threw the bench on the base of the screen,Jumped up to the base, and sat on the bench, almost in the
touching distance to the screen!!!

My dream movie journey ended abruptly there, near the screen, as i had to see another dream (Which is private :)).

Leaves of Life - 2

2007-10-22T19:05:00.001-07:00

Even though I was a bit lonely at home, my school life was jampacked with action and exhilaration.

Had really good friends and foes at school and was famous as being a naughty kid.Got innumerable punishments but particularly remember this one.

This was in my 3rd standard. We had brickwalls for our classrooms and at some places, there were holes to walls(I think it was for scaffolding purpose). And my place was beside one such window:).

One day I could not go to school and this guy Suresh occupies my place near the window.
Ans we got involved into a brawl and we fought and fought for some 15 minutes :):).Window seat was the greatest thing in life!!

This chap was apparently beaten up badly and next day I see his parents at the Principal's office :)

Now, the peon comes over to the class and says, "Seenu....Principal is calling you and the teacher". Scary!!

I walk over with my teacher with a cold chill running straight up through my spine. I enter the office and I see his Dad, Mom and Suresh with a black eye.

Me and my teacher had the most miserabale scoldings in life, and ufff...It was a great relief coming out of the office!!

I was felicitous, but that din't last for long!!!

My teacher, apparently annoyed by my daily mischiefs, Principal's behaviour multiplying her wrath, gave me a punishment I will never forget in my life.

She took me before the class, and said, "Remove your shirt"! I was floored!!!!

I asked with a feeble voice "Why teacher?"!

She shouted "Take your shirt off"!!

I hesitatingly removed my shirt before the whole class!!!! And was praying really hard to the God that she should spare my knickers!!

She took the shirt off me, and made me stand before the class the whole day!!!

I was standing dumb before the class in disgrace!!!

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Leaves of Life

2007-10-15T00:04:00.000-07:00

Slam! Came the sound from the automatic door of Telstra Corporation in Melbourne, australia. Me, Sitting in a high tech cabin in a meeting with my client managers,suddenly started feeling excitement in nerves and slowly was jaunted into the time and traveleld across a good 18 years.

Born in a lower middle class family, with big eyes and lots of dreams in them,I was treasured gift to my small family. My dad was an autorickshaw driver and mom was working as a maid-servant. Living in a big house, whose owners were in foreign countries have kept us to maintain the big house clean lifge was never short of excitement!

Started going to school at the age of 3 and I still mistily remember throwing my bag away after returning from school and jumping on mom for milk.Best part of childhood passed away in playing with trees, talking to birds and playing cricket with myself in the very big house.

I still remember the cool evening breeze flapping the leaves of huge mango tree at the backyard.scintillating it was!!!!

Dad was from one from those old schools, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child' type and was very strict on me mingling with the other kids around, so my bat, my ball & the mango tree were my best friends. And boy! it was fun!

Not many would have dealt with baby pigeon birds in a nest, shouting for food. Feeding them with a hibiscus flower, killing dragon flies with a big stick, woooo.....my childhood was lonely but was never short of action!!!

The school! To me, this was the greatest places on earth.

Continued!

Dard-a-Dil

2007-09-16T20:30:00.000-07:00

Shayari has been an integral part of my life. Probably because I am terribly sensitive (Now, that a big Confession) and emotional.

I used to write amazing shayari's and text to my girl friend (Which were apparently going to the recycle bin of her mobile :):)). Dont remember many of them but will keep updating this post with new ones....

This one was a reply to her when she has sent a Friendship E-mail....

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Dil jab todte hain tab aank chupakar bolte hain

Hame jab aapki jaroorat ho, hame tanhayee me akela chodte hain

Jab rishta todna hi hain tab aise mail bhej ke

Hamare dil ke sath phir ek baar kyon khelte hain
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This when talking to a friend(ASP) after my break up :)

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Lashon ki bazaar me resham ki murthi Dhoondh rahe the…..

Bewafai ki duniya me hum wafa ki aahat dhoondh rahe the

Abhi lagta hain kaise diwane the hum….

Tanhayi ke mehfil me Hum apna pyar Dhoondh rahe the……

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Reconstruction

2007-09-16T06:50:00.000-07:00

My Cerebrum is currently undergoing a Major recontruction :)

Please wait until it is ready :)

In convenience caused is highly appreciated :)