A Stranger Tide

A time will come, when you will want to talk to some stranger. No-one else, not your lover, not your friend, no parents, no shrinks! Just a simple stranger.

At that time, you can always turn to this blog for help.

I’ve enabled commenting as Anonymous. Just type in a comment, me or some anonymous will surely reply!

There you go! Job done. 

And the stranger is confused!

What I think is that at that time you should sit back, pack up everything around you, or leave it in a mess, and close your eyes and think.

Listen to your heart. Listen to brain. Listen to your heartbeats. Listen to your memories.

And that will do the magic!

You will have a Tsunami of help flooding in!

Waves over waves of thoughts will fly through your mind. But you have to try to keep your mind blank.

Try it now. Continue reading later.

Start now. Seriously!

I’m not joking.

Stop everything right now and dream.

Dream of a blankness with your eyes open.

Close them and stay blank, totally blank for 1 minute. Look deep into your eyelids to help yourself!

The minute starts now.

Umm maybe this guy didn't 'think' at all!

To those who did it, you might have felt the weight.

To those who didn’t, it wasn’t my loss at all!

Now, I believe you tried doing it. And failed?

Staying blank is difficult but at the same time is the simplest way to relax!

Spending time with oneself is equally important! So try increasing the investing time.

Piggy snorts make much more sense!

Always collect your thoughts and keep them with you.

I’ve written enough, your experience will teach you better.

Happy Meditating!

His plane crash

Why the hurry? Bang, his reply would be, 'I have a plane crash to attend to!'



Horror lit his eyes beyond imagination. Maybe he was thinking about death. He can’t be blamed, what would a normal person do if he had one breakup, many misunderstandings, infinite lies and a death to cover?

He was dying of heart failure. His heart was always a weak one, though he never let that out.

All he did was love a girl back, be faithful to his parents, keep his friends motivated and be a wonderful person to everyone else. Oh and one more thing, he never ever revealed about his dying condition!

No-one could remember if they’d ever seen him dull! He always was excited and energetic!

The girl now understood, the friends now were by his side, he had lied to them about his condition, but he needed them more than ever.

It must be so painful for him to lie on that hospital bed!

Constantly counting seconds, breaths, chirrups, beeps around him.

The horror that filled his eyes was so sorrowful! He was afraid, intensively afraid to leave.

The beeps sped up a bit, panic stirred the room.

Then it started happening!

He grabbed hold of his sheets tightly. Two hands held them instead.

Sweat lined up his face, mixing with tears.

He tried to talk; the nurse stuffed him with an injection instantly.

The holding hands kept slipping due to sweat.

Some people tried to smile at him; he induced the same red hot fear in them.

We live to live, he lived to die.

Turning his terrible face, panting heavily he cried for help! Prayed to his dumbfounded friends to save him! Prayed to God to let him live! And continued sobbing.

Everyone in the room wanted to help him and love for him was flowing like sweet nectar of a rose petal!

It was then when without warning, he left.
His plane had crashed!

The frogs in the crack

At the end of the tiring day I was walking down across the football field towards my room when I looked at the newly constructed footpath around it replete with footsteps.

Yep, this is not our college's picture!

Now these footsteps had few frogs jumping around. And they were a fine example of what I’ve always been thinking about! Suppose there’s this frog which was born in a crack (joining two footsteps) at the ground. He must have been a tadpole playing around in that crack, in a small puddle of water. Now after that taddy grows up, he’ll be changing into a fully fledged muscular frog. This frog will still jump around his hood. With his nigga fellows gang. This froggy will then live his entire life fooling around that footstep! Or maybe he’ll roam around too, but he can’t ever leave the football field!

Imagine us as that helpless frog! We come into this world.

Oh I really don’t understand what I was thinking while stepping in this world! What did I suppose it’d be like?

I mean, the Almighty must have asked me, pointing towards a globe out of the million, ‘This world?’

I’m sure I must have shrugged, ‘Yeah, I guess!’

So we come into this world, live in that crack growing up. Then after we grow up, umm what do we do?

Roam around? No!

We like to be pushed around, we need a job. A stagnant, substantial job!

And if that job makes us go somewhere then its fine. Or else, to heck with exploring around, let’s just sit for a while!

Who's the fool now?

We crawl through that footstep! Pant a little, cry out of frustration, then start walking again!

Huh!

We have to find a way out! There’s so much to explore!

Let’s ZOOM out!

Whoosh, out of this university.

Whoosh, out of this area.

Whoosh, this city!

This state!

And we see other states!

Whoosh, out of this country!

Whoa! There’s China! Japan! England! America!

Whoosh, out of this globe!

There’s the Moon! Sun! Mars!

"Hey there!"

There is so much to think about! And all we are concerned about is this situation we are in.

It’s not gonna change if we don’t take a stand.

Think about what you want to be?

Think about what you always wanted to be?

I wanted to write this blog, and I-freaking-am doing it!

Umm yeah, bad example. My bad!

Do something, walk in and out of your room for the entire night!
Think! Think! And keep thinking. Life is really really short. But we are larger than those tadpoles!

Death does suck. But this guy sucks more!

Cheers and keep thinking!

The Boys' Toilet

WARNING: I don’t mean any harm to any single soul in this universe. This is a work purely intended for light humor.

Sometimes I wish there was a device that would never need me find and visit a loo to help me relieve myself. But then it strikes me, what fun would that be?

So here I was, in a cubicle, lamenting upon my drooping eyes due to sleep, and heaving sighs of relief with the flow, when I suddenly realized that there was someone looking at me! I turned slightly to notice that it was Siddharth.

Ideally we should have exchanged good mornings going back to minding our own stream of thoughts but instead Siddharth wriggled his way out of the routine. And all he said was, “The boys' toilet, you should write a blog post on it!”

For a second it seemed that someone had brought me face to face with the truth about life! How bright I had felt after that!

The boy’s toilet chiefly consists of two things, boys and toilets. Boys are just material necessities, humans! It’s the toilets that matter.

Oops, I’m not being polite! I shouldn’t be discussing this!

Anyway, the most attractive things you can find in a specific boys restroom, apart from the boys themselves, are the wall graffiti, the awkward silence or the excited chattering!

Oh I love graffiti!

A normal wall graffito can vary from being totally educational to entirely emotional.

A lover carves out his feelings on the tainted canvas not worrying about anything writing about the girl in concern. Later readers enrich themselves to their fullest.
Educational!

A cheater copying down extracts from a textbook never expresses anything out of his own mind, but still all the passer bys get the idea of his pain and sorrows.
Emotional!

Check out some of them if you get to, but be safe while adding comments!

The behavior conducted in a boy’s restroom is hasty.

Self help is the best help is seen to be observed in there. People come and go, contemplating something all the while. Or else talking about issues that could result to a better world!

The meaning of life is redefined in a boy’s restroom. It is a sacred place for the reunion of mind and soul, for if there is restlessness, you can’t concentrate!

What should you watch out for in a boy’s toilet?

Nothing! Haven’t you heard the latest? Thou shall not act gay.

But if it’s a girl entering into the den of the sleeping rascals! Beware: everything should be watched out for!

This was me, trying my best not to gross you out by stating the obvious. What else did you think happened there?

Think straight. As straight as motion of the sun.

A deserving take on Miss Justin Bieber

WARNING- I do not doubt the existence of God and am not turning you all against Him in this article. So please don’t develop a negative image of me after reading this. And all Bieber lovers are rudely requested in advance to stay out of this and resume admiring pictures of fluffy pink cats.

I don't understand his hand gesture!
But as they say, it's difficult to understand women!

We all know this epileptically tortured singer who brays so widely that all the saint donkeys hide themselves so as not to look like the culprit of the mass havoc else they be slaughtered in their sleep by the nauseated appreciators of fine music.  Every time I hear someone tuning out his set of speakers, fiddling with the treble or bass knobs, my stomach lurches at the mistaken sound of Miss Bieber coming out of the magnetic vibrators teased into insanity!

Why does he exist?

Why isn’t someone pulling his pants off in front of an international television show to prove that he is a normal underage girl going through her puberty?

Umm this was off the handle, that attempt would be termed as vulgarity, and anyway it would be such a shame to the female community, if or even if not he be proved feminine!

Oh and why am I still denoting her as he!!

Frankly, I don’t have any mutual grudges with him but when his voice spills out of his larynx, the air around me seems to churn out some invisible harmless gas enveloping my brains, lest I die oozing out all my Cerebro Spinal Fluid due to the hum produced by my innocent gray cells!

 I can ask him so many questions given the chance!

Why on earth is he more famous than David Archuleta who finished as a runner up in 2008’s American Idol receiving 44% of the 97 million votes sent to the show? David incidentally is also a decent song-writer, is better talented than Bieber and also looks cuter than Bieber! Seriously, David is cute! 

One of the youngest contestant featured in American Idol 7

Coming back to Bieber. Why was Bieber showcased in a movie when there are better actors than him struggling to surface to fame?

Why is he considered at all?

One answer that defies all attacks of blames showered down on him.

Luck.

Mind you, think as you may, he sings well. But doesn’t deserve the attention he is attracting.

And to all the Bieber lovers out there, I don’t give a heck to what you feel about him, though I respect your humanity to fall for such an alien wonder.

 I cringe at the thought of seeing him in person. I’d faint out of sickness!

But really, no offense to anyone, not even him.

Need I say anything more?

 PS- Sarcastic remarks on him will be happily welcome!

What is really behind a Company's vision?

I’m thinking it out loud hoping it would help me understand it better.

Looks titanic, doesn't it?

Let's start with a big company, for example, Cognizant.  It claims so many things in its vision!

It is visionary.
So what? Isn’t that vision just something created to lure the mega companies to avail their services? Or is it just an attempt to really talk about what Cognizant wants to do? I inwardly doubt at its intentions. Invariably the company wants to reach the pinnacle of corporate industry. Unequivocally the owner of Cognizant started this organization to fill his bank account.

So what are the factors that make us decide what to talk about our company as? Meaning that if I start a company myself (that would be so great!), what would I tell my employers to make them work hard? Should I plainly motivate them or should I tell them that we all should work hard because we want to see ourselves in the top ten list of millionaires? Maybe the good thing would be to develop my motto of keeping my company alive. That would also help me gain fame. 

For example, the above mentioned company, Cognizant hasn’t made any effort to reach out to a confused entrepreneur, unlike Infosys which shares their sustainably reports, replete with nonsense information trying to assure a common person of how it would never fail in robbing them. No offense to anyone because I also agree that they provide quality service in return.

But there we go again! How can I comment on the service of the company if I have not tested it myself?

From its success reports. And who provides them? 

The company!

I like Infosys' style.

A display of awards on Infosys' about me

So if I come to the point, no company ever truly leaks their express reason behind existing. But it doesn’t mean that they are blatant liars! They just don’t tell you the basic truth when they proudly talk about every other glorifying aspect. That is smartness. Which implies that apart from the whole building up the Company struggle, the leading companies also give an equal importance to this ‘about us’ section. And from what I see, it helps!

F.A.L.T.U.

F.A.L.T.U. is different, except the fact that it has copied the whole of its storyline from the movie Accepted. But I’m only going to talk about F.A.L.T.U.

This movie tells the pathetic story of those students who, after successfully or unsuccessfully, completing their high school get rejected from all the universities or colleges they apply in because of their insufficient marks. Here our leads decide that for the moment they would create a fake university to satisfy their parents. They get a principal Baaji Rao (Riteish Deshmukh) and with the help of Google Chand (Arshad Warsi) open the Fakirchand And Lakirchand Trust University aka F.A.L.T.U for a day, but in the process of making their parents believe the website they create accidentally lets anyone take an admission in the institute. The fun begins when mistakenly 3000 students enroll for the facilities!

The movie is good. They continue the fake college; force everyone to study whatever they desire to and polish their talents with e-learning. Some lines are impact leaving on the calm mind. The acting is average. Vishnu, the character who gets in the best college but loves F.A.L.T.U. acted a lot better than his good for nothing friends. And his bossy dad is just stupid.

My-oh-my! The dance performance in the climax is just amazing! From a movie coming directly from Remo D’souza you can expect the exceptional. You’ll bless the dancers in the theater! The comedy is simple but will help you maintain a smile throughout. The movie is focused on the young generation but parents will also enjoy the mess. Background score is befitting! The songs are really catchy and beautifully created. Atif Aslam again proved that he can stir souls, though I don’t understand why his song was only put in the credits, but at least they kept it in the movie.

I will suggest you watch the movie if you are free for two and half hours. It is educational (Riteish keeps talking about that!) and funny. Most of all, it is inspiring. For all of those who are being forced to sway away from our dreams please watch this movie once. But I assure you this is not a new three-idiots in a hideous manner! Hope you like the movie too!

And always remember, a movie watched in a theater has the best impression ever!