The Truth About Me-self

A post after a long long time but I need to record this - not in a diary but in a space where I'd be able to access it whenever needed and in a place I'm sure I will not loose. Went for the annual meet of our company of Dec. 28. The destination was a coffee estate in Coorg. It was so relieving to be back with nature - the coffee plantation all around, a serene pond, two dogs to play with and of course, the happy and happening gang that our office is. It was a two-night trip and the first night was pretty disastrous because of the meeting that extended till nearly 4 in the morning. the second day was fun. I went swimming in the pond in the security of my life jacket. Did a bit of kayaking too. It's funny that though I do not know swimming and I'm quite afraid of water, I always enjoy water, whether I'm in it or by its side. Had a great time splashing around, thanks to my life jacket! As the sun went down, we all gathered for the award night. Our senior staff a...

So sang Kenny Rogers once and I used to love that song even before I turned 20. I never realised that song would hold more meanings to me as years pass by. I don't know why but I suddenly took a fancy for songs in my native tongue tonight and I ended up listening to some of the sweetest melodies ever made in Malayalam. The year (or) rather years, were the late 1980s and the 90s. Just one song after the other...I couldn't stop listening. I drifted with each song, swung with the melody and at the end I caught myself crying pitifully like a child! I wonder what made me...why? Perhaps those songs took me to the days when I and my sister were still with our dad, listening to him singing, sometimes humming songs while cooking, or even when he was out in the hot sun on Sunday mornings with us in our backyard, playing cricket with us. He was our first teacher in not just music but just about everything else. I do not know how much my sister recalls the memories about him but I do,...

I've been quite caught by this song. I do not understand it's lyrics, yet... Chal diyay-ye-ye-ye-ye I'm rocking myself to sleep every night with this song. It's so soothing and... I tried searching for its lyrics and the meaning and this is the best I could get.

I've no words to explain this. Coke Studio. The name says it all for some of you who have heard them before. For the others, here's a playlist I bet you can't stop listening to: \ These set of songs just made me ralise that music can live beyond lyrics, language, cultural bonds, tradition and religion. These are just a few! Search for 'Coke Studio' in YouTube and get as much as you want, a doze of out of the world, deeply spiritual, romantic and varied styles of song...

Oh my God! Oh my God! I just listened to a song from my most favourite singer ever. "If I were a painting..." Enjoy the song and listen to its lyrics... I bet many of you would be able to identify with this. The lyrics: If I were a painting Captured on canvas Alone in the portriat I would stand And brush strokes bold Yet soft as a whisper The work of a feminine hand Caught in a still life Surrounded by shadows And lost in a background of blue If I were a painting My price would be pain And the artist would have to be you I imagine the colors Would all run together If you ever allowed me to cry So don't paint the tears Just let me remember me Without you in my LIFE It's only the frame That holds me together Or else I would be falling apart If I were a painting I wouldn't feel And you wouldnt be breaking my heart. And the song:

I know it's been a long, long while. I know I've got not the usual friends here. I know I've kept away from all of you for so long and I've been way too erratic for anyone to take notice anymore. But ye, I've come to a point in my life where I've begun to accept that a man's life is destined to be alone. I'm back in the city of Bangalore after I left it in 2008. It's not like before. I was surprised to find a lot of people welcoming me here. It felt good, needless to say. Not that everything's fine but ye this is more than what I could have asked for - a challenging job, nice people around, old friends whom I thought I lost forever... Then why this post? What was my need to reach out to you all again (though it's not practically going to happen). As I was discussing with an old friend whom I met a couple of days back, my life took a rather unexpected turn ever since I left school. It lead me through uncharted terrains and I, on my be...

First of all, "Sorry" my friend that I couldn't give a happy note today - I'm too confused... Me and my mom went for a late night show and we returned to find one of our kittens run over by some vehicle. It's intestines were our and it was taking its last. I scooped it up in my arms and walked a long way to find a decent place for it to be buried. While in my arms, it withed and showed signs of life! It opened it's tiny mouth and tried to cry out but its sound wouldn't come out. I was gripped by a sense of, I don't know what? I deposited it by the road side where there was an overgrowth of shrubbery. I saw its dainty head resting on the grass. Did it look at me? I couldn't stand it's pain. I thought I'd choke it to death to relieve it off its pains. I tightened my fingers around its neck. Its neck was so tiny that just two of my fingers were enough to tighten my grip around it. I pressed. It didn't move. I pressed even harder an...