It's good to be like this

Sometimes you just need some time.

Take it.

Feel it.

Use it.

And come back strong.

Are you ready for the world.

I am in the middle of a movie.The very thought that scares me about watching is,it revised and trooped me to the past stuffs.The question is do we have to be safe to live this life?And by safe what are the limitation and avoidance of things that fears us.I have decided to do the things,that I have been avoiding since a long time.World is big enough to keep zillion different people.If by achieving my fear,makes me one odd fella so be it.I am gonna have to come up with my scary-part-list and way to avoid em anyhow.Well,these days,it's like uber-tiring time of time.That very feel of questioning all,right? I tried a lot.I couldn't swim for hours.You know those stretched varicose veins in leg,they hurt.I am waiting to be able to jump again.That 20 minutes while returning from office made me realize,our busy-life,problems,tiredness can all be gone by some perfect soundtrack.Music makes us alive and kicking.
James Taylor & Jesse Jordan,Thank you more please :)

"Cigarettes and cups of coffee

Wake me up to the world around me

Cars, trains and airplanes flying over me

Are you ready for the world?"

"There ain't no doubt in no one's mind

That love's the finest thing around

Whisper something soft and kind

And hey babe the sky's on fire, I'm dyin'

Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind."

Meanwhile it bumped into me

I miss you.I miss you so badly.Those good old days.Those days when I wake up to see you and roam around my tiny old-town with you.My summer-rain-winter times.My school time.My inter-school competition time.You were the one behind my success,failure,happiness,gloomy days.Remember the day when I first met you.My Uncle introduced you to me.Funny,right.You sure were my pride then.Those days I could not remember a day with out you.You in fact were the one who were my time & place.I was certainly so enthused about anywhere i used to go.Oh,I miss my bicycle.It's such a cramped place and the traffic is so bad here,that the very thought of owning you again scares me.I wish,I'd be at a lonely and spacious place where I could bicycle more and more.No matter how curvy or uneven the road is,cycling never betrays you.Specially when it comes to the sidewalks,it enchants more.*sigh*

Summer-phobia and more music

This would be my post-summer-post.Today,the two songs that made my day total are here.
I adore Scott Stapp.That particular stanza where I find I am gonna be alive again is,

"I feel it's gonna rain

For days and days

I feel it's gonna rain"

"I want to swim away but don't know how

Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean

Let the waves up take me down

Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah

Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down 

Let the rain come down"

Athlete

When you get overworked by your heart,do you feel that serenity inside of you? It just turns to restlessness.I am glad that the day ran and ran.And all I am saying is if you want a free mind and body,then try to tag along with all wind and tide that come on the way.Happy.Happiest I am.I am gonna have to share this.Today morning I just dreamed a weird one.Like my total office is half-submerged.And for communication we all are swimming to every work-station.Funny,right!Lately I have been so drowned in the thoughts of swimming,may be that led to it.Well,here's what I feel to tell the zillion of people around me.MOVE YOUR ASS.You sit.You think.You stare at the Work-station.You go to eat.You come back.You again start staring.You stroll for office bus.You come back.And you sleep.Is that all? How pathetic & pregnant one's life can be.Wake up.Here's what I did.And it's what called as waking-slash-walking life.Wake up early.Go to office.Have a breakfast.Walk faster and don't stroll.Do your piece of job.Talk to people.Share your emotions.Use the leisure.Dive to water.Do it as more times you can.Come back.Dance to the tunes.It's hip hop.Make dinner,not just for you,but for the family who stays the street near by.Have you been thankful to those people who once made chapati & curry for you?Well,you can cook for them once in a while too.Walk.Swim.Dance.Skate.Run.Talk.Cook.Sleep would follow you regularly.And you say,a day ends up happily.The task to be done by EOD should be:Tired skin,Cracking bones,Aching muscles.Cause these happen when your body worked & You lived the day.And it'd eventually be a Time-of-Athlete.

"Let your world be wide open

And your fears be blown apart

May your voice be louder than bombs

Somewhere in silence find one to trust"

Peter Pan Petered Out

Dream.Fantasy.Ambitions.
Along with all,you're taught to think practical.The reality.Why do people fancy you by some stories in childhood and then tell you to invest by following the sensex.Some quasi-identification up front and then this big 'L' at home.Why does it have to always be in two ways.Can't it be as straight ever!Even if one tries to define things around,it won't be taken as a truth,as a legitimate scientific truth.Cause,truth comes to value when spoke out of those realty personnel.Billie Holiday's God bless the child is a total paradox incognito.

It's raining frogs.

It's raining cats and dogs.
It's raining frogs.

Now,it's raining cats and dogs and frogs.

I feel so dorky,daffy.Now that my time just passed as in 5 hours total to watch a 3hours and 13 minutes of movie Magnolia.No doubt that always obscure stuff gets most awards.This is just far way out of my league.They show this sad/melancholy life and how "We may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us." things to impress people!Jesus Christ.I could not hold it.The darkness totally blew me off.Only feel-good thing was Aimee Mann's good music.Ignore the tear-jerkers & listen to the song.

PS: William H. Macy,You have no idea how much you depress people.Fargo,He was a quiet man & now this piece.

Truce among the antipatici

My hands still smell of chicken.Is there any life beyond wild foods.I have been stalking all vegan/vegetarian blogs since couple of months.Where the courage is!No.Narcotizing myself over all these foods.Gym work,Dorky,Gloomy,Joy,Disgust,Expectation,Surprise with all kind of emotions,I feel carnivorous.Last week,thought of being totally indulged other than my routine food.You know totally being a sacred vegetarian,ain't a mere thought to hold over time.Turned out to be I am not made that way.Can somebody tell me a way out.
Here is this story:
Time:9.30pm,Random day.
Roomie: Jazz,would you be having chhole bhature this night with us?
Me: Oh no.I am not hungry.I am gonna skip my dinner,I think..(This feel is what I am talking about.The very Veg recipes don't develop that epicurean-ism inside me.)
Later 2 hours.
There is this smell of onions and chicken liver.For my mid-night dinner.
This episode is still almost on every random day and night.Some blokes speak of fantasizing Veg recipes with "A tortilla is either corn or wheat. But a corn tortilla folded and filled is a taco, whereas a filled wheat tortilla is a burrito. Deep fry a burrito, it's a chimichanga. Toast a tortilla, it's a tostada. Roll it, it's an enchilada." kind of talks.But you see,this stuff ain't no thang but a chicken wang.All those inside my brain is,how can I be like total vegan.In addition to this,those will-a-the-wispy new add ons in stores spoiling people like hardcore non-veggies.I went to total remorse when,some days before I denied to one of my school buddy to support for PETA,believing I don't wanna be oxymoronic.Looks like I can use some professional advice on turning vegan,if not vegetarian,the least.

PS: I was wondering if I do have some times before turning veggie,I could use some Kangaroo Stew :)

They paved paradise to put up a parking lot..

Joni Mitchell ain't my genre.But the case of the time's already started here.I am talking about summer'2012.So soon! I just started living winter here in Hyderabad,and look,it's gone.Like that.Below are the threshold point's of summer time.You hop in to office bus(even if it's at 8.30am) and feel the inclemency.Try your best to catch up a face far away on road.You can't,just cause the sun-rays make it reflecting everything.The very idea of going cafeteria to have tea,starts fearing you.Unrelenting swimming,more time in water,timely pacify stuffs.It's already making it harder to chime through summer.In fact,summer's a method of nature's ruthlessness.Along with all of my spiels I'm changing my playlist too.

"They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum

And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them

No, no, no

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone

They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot"

"Squeaky swings and tall grass 

The longest shadows ever cast 

The water's warm and children swim 

And we frolicked about in our summer skin"

Remember

Thrown into void.An extreme void of nothingness.There is this melancholy of my disarrangement.Above all,everything is freezed with crass and coldness.

"Long ago, far away

Life was clear, close your eyes

Remember is a place from long ago

Remember FILLED WITH EVERYTHING YOU KNOW

Remember when you're sad and feelin' down

REMEMBER TURN AROUND

Remember life is just a memory

Remember close your eyes and you can see

Remember think of all that life can be

Remember-

Dream, love is only in a dream, remember -

Remember life is never as it seems. Dream

Long ago, far away

Life was clear, close your eyes"

Yhprum's Law

It's ok & It's gonna be ok.You just have no idea how much power this particular statement has.I believe today one F5 tornado changed it's direction. Of course it was not supposed to happen in this way,but hey.It's already gone right.Murphy,go find your way.When you maintain your voices inside your head from "Aw,shucks" to "Fine,I'll take it",then Bingo moments comes by the force of nature.And time! Well it gets adjusted by Planck terms.I am so so thankful to God right at this moment,for everything I have been blessed with. 

Remember the chi:

"Raah Pe Kante Bikhre agar,

Uspe to phir bhi chalna hi hai,

Saam Chhupale Suraj magar,

Raat ko ek din Dhalana hi hai,

Rut ye tal jayegi,

Himmat rang layegi,

Subha phir aayegi"

a timely post

Bam.Bim.Splat.

You're gone.Or may you ain't just gone forever.Just a setback.

When you are deep down into contemplation of you being a bitch among Judas,searching for the existentialism through a haze of bong smoke,you tend to do only one thing.Music.Despite your coronary outbreak,you need to put on some music,relentlessly.Remember,music's the only way to maintain one's chi.So here I go.

"Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by

You never get to stop and open your eyes

One day you're waiting for the sky to fall

And next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all"

Oh No.I ain't live a pop song.But definitely it goes here.The most right piece would be Foo Fighters.Boys you did a charm this time.

"I'm learning to walk again

I believe I've waited long enough

Where do I begin?

I'm learning to talk again

Can't you see I've waited long enough?

Where do I begin?"

PS:Where is she gonna put it all ?

Music-Slash-Life

A piece of music.And your day changes.That's how I define it.I get purely drunk,by a good music with my headset on.What I am trying to insinuate here is,there is this song that made me go to somewhere else today among my known office places,where you know,I just,like,sat on the beach.Listened to the waves.Watched the sunset.No concerns.No responsibilities.No job stressing me out.No one to please but myself. And dream of all the things I can do in my short life.

Today morning I woke up around 8.30am.Made some tea myself.And then lunch together all of us.And by 10.30am I was at office very busy among slowly(when I meant slowly,it means not like I actually could able to see that particular page EOD) loading pages.It was 12.30pm-ish when the rebound happened.I accidentally played any random music on my playlist.And it turned out to be,I never played it since the I downloaded the song.I don't remember which place I was in since then.An utter joy.Sadness be gone.Let's music be listened to,which deserves to be listened,which are worthy,cause we are worthy.Britt Nicole.You're amazing here.Salud.

"I wanna set the world on fire

Until it's burning bright for You

It's everything that I desire

Can I be the one You use?

I, I am small but

You, You are big enough

I, I am weak but

You, You are strong enough to

Take my dreams

Come and give them wings

Lord with You

Nothing I can not do

Nothing I cannot do

I wanna feed the hungry children

And reach across the farthest land

And tell the broken there is healing

And mercy in the Father's hands

Take my dreams

Come and give them wings

Lord with You

Nothing I cannot do

Nothing I cannot do

My hands my feet

My everything

My life, my love

Lord, use me

I wanna set the world on fire

I wanna set the world on fire, yeah

Take my dreams

Come and give them wings

Lord with You

Nothing I cannot do

Take my dreams

Come and give them wings

Lord with You

There's nothing I can't do

Nothing I can't do

I'm gonna set the world on fire

Set the world on fire"

My Password Story

You know I am Insane.Right.You know.You might know,I have Insomnia.Right again.It's there in 'that's me' description part.It just happens to me like I become a sleepy-head whenever I do anything good,like studying.Talking to Ma.Eating stew vegetables in dinner.And when the moment comes,to hit the sheets,I go nuts about the idea of sleeping.I feel just like I woke up from a deep slumber every time.I was about to hung up on ma tonight around 4 hours before,when she started talking about what's-happening-to-aunty-who-knows-who.And my pretense was,Ma,I am sleepy.And it's 2.10am,I am now mustering to myself,why to waste such long nights on sleeping,where chances of dreaming is beyond my power.So let's just wake up and dream of what-not.My crazy ramblings goes like this.

Do I really have to continue here in the job?What if I am moving to Africa and fostering the kids there.How about I settle at Miami,and live with me and surfing.What if I do a journalism course and be a good columnist in a well-known magazine.What if I accidentally fall in love with a wrong guy in a month and get married the next month and screw up my total life!(No.This I never thought of.It's just my Freudian slip of the particular typo over the keyboard).Anyway,Night is for blah blah of hopes & wishes.You can think of all possibilities,like a total 360° view.Below is the very password theory of all weird ones.

Ever thought of creativity with your password!Of course,you lovebirds do.Like keeping the guy/girl's name as password.But that's pretty mundane,blokes.Try me.Start keeping your password to affirmative and most-forgotten-but-important-to-remember-names.Like earlier I used to have typical problems in remembering some band names.Like Bee Gees and Biffy Clyro alliterations.So I kept it like "beegeesaregaypeople" #justtorememberbyhowtheysoundnooffenseplease.I had a hard time in remembering Alanis's last name.So the password goes like "morissetteetiquettes"(etiquettes include her head banging and sudden jumping and over rated hair-posing.).And if you fancy some guy,by default,the password must be "iheartyouhughjackman"(Like the mundane one as I said).Else you can do little bit of self-uplifting by setting it like "msxyzisabigtimebitch123@".Every time you log in with this,you feel good about it.Or if you're one of those friend's family tree senior citizens and new to facebook,can set the password like "OBBSTSVBDDDYNP".Wonder what it is and how to remember?Well,it contains the first letters of the words of Gayatri Mantra.

"Om Bhuur Bhuvah Svah 

Tat-Savitur Varennyam

Bhargo Devasya Dhiimahi

Dhiyo Yo Nah Prachodayaat"

Ring a bell.I will take it as you remember it(My highness).It'd give you all total devotional and composed state of mind around every waste link inside your profile.So I see,you've started having the very feel of password and password related memories,with in that span of time when your log in page loads to your account's home page.No matter how spammed your account is,the very remnants of password still hover around your tiny brain & heart,adding a smile to your visage.


PS: To let it all charm just do not tick the 'remember me' button.
PPS:The above used passwords ain't belong to me at all.So back off  you stalkers.


It's such a beautiful night.I am smelling Frank Sinatra's I've got the world on a string here.

Bucket List

No.I am not sharing my bucket list.Just two things Dare I say,i die for,sharing here.Dreams,They are unfathomable.And the only cause we live for.Just the little hope in some corner of your heart,whispering,you're gonna make it one day.

• Recently I missed one Jazz show,cause of my exam was ahead.I believed that was a wise decision.Now I am repenting,thinking over when do I will have a chance to attend one of those genre.Totally dreamy.

• Then l'amour de Paris.Just one walk around the city,would be my day of deliverance.

Where do you fall in this?

1. Some people want it to happen.
2. Some wish it would happen.
3. Others make it happen.

Alright.I used to be a 3rd category people till sometime ago.Now,so lifeless.Why am I lazing around!Ms. do-it-all-at-a-go is feeling jobless.Since morning there no piece of work at office.I wonder,for what kind of work of mine,this company is paying me.To fool around and go to network room and post in blogs!This IT life is rather a comma than a full-stop.I watched Garden State for second time last night.Zach Braff & Natalie Portman,both are so adorable.

That scene when Natalie says,

" This is your one opportunity to do something that no one has ever done before and that no one will copy throughout human existence. And if nothing else, you will be remembered as the one guy who ever did this. This one thing."

Did you ever try that?Does your life value you?I remembered last day,I dived in spontaneously from mid 12 feet part of the pool.I never dived and believed nobody dived the way I did last day.Though I know I am not a pro.I am still learning the fundamentals of life and hope to learn it till I die.Blunt & Blatant,Shy & Dorky,Confused & Confident,dealing with it all.Laughing at me.And I heard it this way,If you can't laugh at yourself, life is going to seem a whole lot longer than you'd like.

#ithoughticancategorizeyou

From: MastersInIt.org

Woman-ism ain't Feminism

People say women are complicated.It's hard to know,what's happening inside their mind.It's just uber-erratic.But that is true.They are made to be that way.I believe all of the ladies out here think of zillion stuffs in micro-second of their lives.Yes,and that's how it goes.We think and keep on thinking starting from why the leaves fall down from trees to some random guy's facial expression at the other end of the road.She may be some personal Darth Vader to somebody at sometimes and turns out to be Mother Teresa for the world.

Estrogen ain't easy-going.Well,if you tell,you figured out your-average-lady-persona,then that'd be the understatement of the century.It's as tough as time travel.They keep on changing.She can not take 'no' for an answer sometimes and next moment abandon the world around her.Alanis has always her way.I have listening to this song while all day.

"I’m a bitch I’m a lover

I’m a child I’m a mother

I’m a sinner I’m a saint

I do not feel ashamed

I’m your hell I’m your dream

I’m nothin’ in between

You know, you wouldn’t want it any other way"

PS:Alanis cover song ain't available on you tube guys.In the mean time enjoy listening Meredith Brooks in the track.

I don't need easy.I just need possible.

Share more when you are in pain.Cause your body and mind may not be in sync with each other,but when the mind's decided to go for it,body has to come along.Quoting Jeremiah 29 11:"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

I believe a good movie make you live time by time.You may not have the total plan like perfect people do for many years ahead of them,but it does let you live day by day.You do your job a day and then watch a movie that may lead you to make your time the best for couple of times following it.I look for everyday-inspiration.And for past couple of days this movie is in my head.Helen hunt,she speaks little always.Be the movies like twister or pay it forward or as good as it gets,she speaks of volumes when she opens.And this movie is about Bethany Hamilton,a real surfer's story who lost her hand in shark attack and still keep on surfing.And the best part was when Bethany's father quoted,"Because you can do all things,through him who gives me strength".A total sheer moment.And Annasophia Robb played it good indeed.Here's what I am talking about.

For people reading this post,don't miss this movie.Talks about everything totally.I love this Thailand Kid scene :)

Happy Watching.

"I was born to surf.This is why I wake up at the crack of dawn every day.This is why I endure belly rashes, reef cuts,muscles so tired they feel like noodles.And I've learned that life is a lot like surfing.When you get caught in the impact zone,you need to get right back up because you never know what's over the next wave.And if you have faith, anything is possible.Anything at all."

Febphobia

Time is here.I see many of my blogger-friends started posting about Feb-ism and their l'amour.Many pink-ladies and guerlain sprayed men,started dreaming of the day.It kills me.Not cause I am anti up to it,but cause,every Feb,I have to bear with some good amount of speculation.Oh no,not what you are thinking.It makes me laugh.It's total Afebruary stuff.Like had some big health problems,some accidents,some robberies near my house during Feb and all those.Harmless.Harmless stuff other than Love.I landed in Feb 2010,I had to make big deals like dropping my one way study plan and making totally divergent Job plan.I landed in Feb'11,I had to be on verge of deciding to be in the same job or start studying and aiming high.And if you increase the time-limit in the Y-axis of the graph,it would be like,my pedantic-Feb-days were the days when i got the blues of Yearly results.In a way it was certainly,uncertainty.I have never imagined the where the very month Feb is totally a celebration time for others and for me & my the-then-friends'd be totally up to awaiting for Exam results with scary dreams on.And as a matter of fact,after working in an service-based MNC where work-pressure is as low as possible,i still got the blow last year and probably in the list,this year too.How!Well,it looks like this."The last and totally important exam is on  this Sunday followed by a tech-training till 15th Feb.".Yes.You heard it right.Ending is on 15Th Feb.Couldn't it be 13Th,so that I could have at least would have a semi-normal-time to celebrate Valentine's day among bunch of flowers and admiring the very gift from God called,Love.The adulation and those things around me,that made me realize what Love is.Anyway, super annually,Feb is the month which should be harbinger of my professional life.As I mentioned in my earlier post about how everything being so anachronistic.So the time has arrived.Let's run again and brood over the time that has given to us.This piece of Bethany's wave on my spotify is this:

PS:Watched Soul Surfer movie last night.Totally exhilarating moment for me.I am gonna have to come up a total-post on this movie.Highly Recommended.