Thought, its such a transient thing. Every second we get thoughts – good thoughts, bad thoughts, happy and sad thoughts, deep thoughts, cheap thoughts, silly thoughts, naughty thoughts, noble thoughts, cunning thoughts … and miscellaneous thoughts.

A stable human being has a stream of thoughts, flowing in an approximately streamlined direction. That direction points towards his beliefs, opinions, principles, morals, knowledge and so on. Basically everything from his opinion on the Iraq war to would you jump a traffic signal if no one is watching?

Everyone (at least most people) makes a lot of definite statements among their friends, family and colleagues.

“Whatever happens, I wont support corruption!”

“I will never ever leave my girlfriend.”

“I will never be untruthful to you.”

“I will give up my life, if its required, to protect you.”

Perhaps while making those statements we really believed in them, or just wanted to impress others by saying it. In either case, quite often we contradict our statements by our own actions. Funny example, I keep saying against corruption eating away our country’s progress, I keep howling on evil politicians and businessmen, but when a traffic policeman catches my bike, …. shhh.

The point is, I’m just human. And most creatures I’ve to deal with are human too. So, every statement I hear, from anyone’s mouth including mine, might not be true. Even though at that point of time, a person fully believes in something, it might change over time, or just circumstances could force them to.

So, take it with a pinch of salt.

PS: This doesn’t apply to mathematics, that’s just something so pure and definite.

PS2: Apparently when I use elevators; bungee jumping and all those risky stuff, I don’t fully believe in their safety. I really don’t want to be in news like – “A young man died in an elevator, when a rare case of elevator cable snapping happened. Its important to note that this happens only once in a trazillion times. … “

Our life is finite, it ends one day. Male or female, Indian or American, born in the 20th century or 15th, they all have to die one day. Imagine that life is a big game you’re playing, and everyone’s final age is already fixed. God is standing with a timer, one for everyone.

One day he will come, and blow a whistle, and shout “Time up!”. As usual (like we always do in competitions, races and exams), we’ll say, “God, just 2 more minutes please!!!”. If you’re lucky, perhaps he will give you those two minutes.

Can you imagine what will you do in those two minutes?

Disclaimer: Perhaps death will just come, without warning.

PS: Not looking for a really philosophical or emotional answer, just something plain and simple.

PS2: Someone said, I’ll snatch God’s stopwatch and run!

Just a thought.

Lt s try t tlk wtht vwls. ts fn! m b mkng sns?

I wish my chat client had a plug-in to type like this.

Although this song doesn’t have really outstanding lyrics, it is ringing in my heart; only three words – MERA BHARAT MAHAAN.

Thinking about India, and the current situation here, I get a smile – as if helplessly mocking the plight of my nation. This song portrays that emotion very correctly – the tone is happy and rocking, talking about the problems in India, and then proudly (with sarcasm) exclaiming – mera bharat mahaan (India is great).

Adhjal gagri chhalkat jaye – a half filled tumbler keeps splashing water out.

We – referring to you and I – have become self praising machines with half baked knowledge. We seek recogntion and love by various means – telling people, blogging, social networking – and so on. Our victory isn’t complete until someone else puts a stamp on it saying – APPROVED.

IMHO, instead of asking people to comment on how awesome we are, we should constantly try to compete with our own selves. We shouldn’t do something so that later we could go back and blog about it. We should do things because we’re passionate about them, and it’d give us satisfaction to do it – whether or not anyone is watching or approving.

I feel I was someone like that in college days – perhaps all of us are. We share our life with so many people in college – there is no need for social attention. Hence, we concentrate on what really matters. Life after college is a little bit different, everyone is busy and yet so lonely.

I don’t think a lonely life is reason enough to sacrifice our passions and start being ’social’ as a replacement. Its weird that I’m blogging about this too!

Long distance relationships – they’re fun and hard at the same time. This isn’t a long philosophical post about them, so relax . I just thought of something, wanted to share with you all.

“Wherever you are, we’re under the same sky looking at the same moon” – well, not really. The distance of Hyderabad from moon is perhaps slightly different from that of Bangalore.

Its not the same moon – perhaps a moon after a really small fraction of time – not the SAME moon, duh!

PS: Lovers across India-USA, you guys are doing just fine!

24 – what does this number mean? Six times four, three times eight, two times twelve – can’t really measure how much is 24. The day before yesterday, I turned 24 years old.

I don’t know if I’ve achieved enough, reached where I should have been or not. I don’t really have a plan for life, or for every birthday. I don’t have a definite field to excel in, I just want to do well in everything I do. There is such a vast and diverse set of things to do, I know I can never do everything. I can still try to learn more than average Joe.

I’m really passionate about a lot of things – computers, driving cars, writing, environmental issues, national issues;  playing volleyball, table tennis, cricket, pool. I feel I’m really bad when it comes to music. I really wish I could sing well, and play some musical instrument. Perhaps, that is target numbero uno for my 25th birthday.

Time and again, some people have accused me of being immature. I hope I’ve matured enough to abate their grudges. As one of my friend rightly put it, I’m a 24 year old boy – not man.

Single – this tag has hung around my neck for quite some time now. Is a good thing? Is it a bad thing? Am I losing out on some things? Am I ‘preserving’ myself for someone special? Or its just excuses as no one really likes me?

This is what I’ve become – a 24 year old single guy. I’m happy with myself, but my thirst for more is yet to be satiated.

PS: Thanks a lot for the birthday wishes.

PS2: My cell phone number has changed, please ask me.

PS3: I really wish if you could give your opinions (good or bad) and suggestions for me and my life, apart from the usual well wishes.

Assuming prior knowledge of ‘3 idiots’ for the reader.

This song is my current favorite since so many days now; the best song from that movie in my opinion. Today, I wandered into a flashback of my life. I realized that so many dear ones have left me during the course of journey.

This guy, really cheerful, sweet, emotional, someone who’d do anything for a friend; my friend since class 1 – we used to be like brothers back in  1996. Then I moved on with my life, met so many new friends. We never really tried to keep contact, don’t know why. The treasure of my entire childhood, knowing the 10 year old me – it was safe in his heart. He died sometime back.

I’ve seen and heard a lot of people die. Some of them were really close to my heart. A few haven’t actually died, but circumstances have made them as good or as bad as dead for me.

I guess in trying to live my own life, I’ve become a really self-centered person. The zeal with which Aamir and other college mates of Sharman try to bring him back to life – I really miss being that kind of person. Perhaps the work pressure, and my endless greed for more is to blame.

Can’t gather courage to write more. It’ll be too meaningless and hollow to say that I love you my friends, and I really care.

Adios.

We all like to remain in places, and among people we’re familiar with. Somewhere deep down, everyone of us dislikes a really big change. This new year has brought a plethora of changes in my life. I don’t live in Bangalore anymore, I don’t work for Yahoo! anymore, I don’t live around the same people anymore.

I feel like a 5 year old boy who doesn’t know the city roads, who needs to be guided for everything. Even simple things like “going home” seem too complicated, because I don’t know which turns to take, apart from the confusion of left or right.

I feel like a college fresher once again, the way I was when I joined Yahoo!. When I was working in Yahoo!, I was deeply involved in my project, I knew stuff, and people could depend on me. Suddenly, I’m someone who is very new, who is “learning the basics”, who needs to be spoon-fed, who can barely walk on his own.

At least on the front of people, its pretty much fine. Sure I miss being with all my buddies in Bangalore, but the folks in Hyderabad are pretty awesome. Thats the only peace of mind I have right now.

In one month, you can’t stop loving someone/something. I’ve been a proud Yahoo since ever, and its hard to stop being one. Amazon is very new to me, and I’m not involved in anything critical at the moment. This has led to an identity crisis within me, I’m no longer a part of Yahoo!, and I don’t feel a part of Amazon either.

Hopefully in the months to come, I’ll get acquainted to my new life. On a side note, how many of you have experienced such a thing?

My mental state can be described right now as – blank, disturbed, directionless, confused. Its a weird feeling, and I don’t get those often.

The rhythm of life is a harmonious melody which flows through us each day. Slight variations don’t have much effect, but one bad note disturbs the whole setup. Everything else that follows sounds harsh and irritating.

Perhaps the right thing to do is – pause for a few moments, take note of the situation, re-calculate direction and move on. If there is no one to cheer you up, get up on your own and start rolling. Perhaps this is one quality that I feel I possess, and use often.

Anyways, so this is me saying – cheer up man; all is well – to myself.

Adios.