school memories...

Its already been a year since our reunion and I cut start (inaguration, I meant) the lines by saying "that day you kill the child in you, you are dead!"....
The one's I remember most vividly, the one's I enjoyed the most, regardless of anyone else's enjoyment or lack of it, one's that stood out from every other routine day for whatever reason... they aren't necessarily in cronological order, I've just written them down as they occur to me...
 Remembering my childhood, a favourite thought;
Those are where most of my memories are.
Friendship is all what we sought,
KHO-KHO n KABADDI for fun;
Science,Social,Maths were all what we were thought,
Languages n Poems for pun;
Now that we grew up, its all done;
I wish it did not have to end,
I just want to do it all over again!



These moments captured reminds me every now & then, that.... am as young as I was then, As young as my faith but only as old as your doubt!;  my reminiscent of school days contrasts with today's...
I dont draw or paint on papers anymore!
I dont act or sing on stages anymore!
Because for I believe that, old skills never die;
I just have to dust the cobwebs off once & a while.
With my thinking hat on I realised that, In my youth the days were short and the years were long. But, its vice versa now: Years short and days long! Adding to the fact is that years teach much which the days never knew. As I write this down, I am getting late for school... so I better get going..
Shirt tucked in, tie straight;
Shoes polished & socks white.
A quick prayer hiding from peetla's sight!
stand to attention and lead off from right....



city RiDe my PridE

I wish I had all of bangalore to the original bangloreans (just friendly faces and familiar places all around) hope that one day all the outsiders will go back !! we've been good to them enough, only to get bitched! Though am neither an infosian nor a wiproer, I like it when some say..."neev software navarella bandu bangalore na haal madbittidira". I love my city for it being my home and also for its dimensions, dynamics, driveways, dareness, dtc.

I remember, we guys use to drive as far as coffee day(mysore road) for half a day and still miss bangalore! Guys use to call n say "its boaring maga, sigona" and we knew exactly where to go. I still get those weired yelling in my dreams when once I almost got hit by an auto while crossing the road and the driver goes "maneli helbittu bandidya!?!"

The best of all is when you get into a brawl in public and about 36 strangers gather around in a flash! atleast to watch, if not to help!
I badly miss the fun of the 3wheeler ride and gone are those days when I could tell the drivers rightuuuu leftuuuu and straightu and they knew the route, except once I told the guy to go straightuuu and yelled at him when he turned right instead...
....and he turns around and nods his head at me and tells me I should learn how to speak clearly because back then my "rightuuu" & st"rightuuu" sounded the same!
And oh..! the ultimate was when we guys use to hang out of BMTC on just one foot & still people said "swalpa adjust maadi please"...just to squeez a part of body in and the rest was taken care of for the remaining 23kms..!

PS: But still this is my Bengaluru my hemme (read as my city my pride).

As U C it..

As (yo)U C(hange) it...

For what? U say I am being modest!
I say: no ambiguity please, am being honest.

For what? U tag me under the label hypocrisy!
Between us,I doubt the amity;
I was portraying my sincerity.

For what? U point me as racist!
I pray that U get bullied by terrorist...

I do ReMix

I had enough of composing originals and also thanks to you(my muzic fans, I meant)guys for expecting something loud & queer. Its good fun to wear RDB's hat while reproducing rafi's and mukesh's classic in raghu's way. Since many of the muzic greats have already given it a try (& failed), I being not one among them, decided to give it a shot and the outcome is here. well, before you listen and start complimenting, downloading or commenting (which, my fellow followers often forget to) please read my disclaimer* below.

>>Likhe Jo Khat Tuje (Original is here)


>>Mera Joota He Japani (Original is here)


To add to the above classics is this complimentary sing along...

>>Tere Bin Kaise Jiya (Original is here)


*DISCLAIMER: If you are not the intended raghus-muzic fan then, be one ASAP; Also, any dissemination or distribution of the above is much appreciated, either explicitly or implicitly. Ok..now get a mic n start singing..

GUNYA bros.!


I was on G-chat with my friend back in bangalore(at work but still.!)this afternoon. After discussing few things our conversation introduced me to brothers of chikungunya. Yes, you read it right. Actually, this is how it went...

me: so, wuts happening in b'lore?
frn: oh..U knw wut, therz few new virus seeking hosts in & around b'lore this year..
me: oh ya I read about H1N1 & CHIKUNGUNYA r spreading, faster than BMTC & its routes.!
frn: ssss..also, adding to traffic are TOMATOGUNYA & MUTTONGUNYA lately
me: wut.!?! sounds lik they r brothers of another mother..

and it continued..I could'nt control myself from rolling over the floor(carpetted ofcourse). I then googled for GUNYA bros only to know that they are latest in the list of rumours doing rounds in the city, much efficient than BCP constables...

hAiLed but faiLeD


finally I gave my driving test today in the morning which, exclusively was awesome with no dramas but traumas only later for both me & examiner.! I still get to drive with my desi license however, the lady in blue was cool who caused my valiant attempt to fail and now am considering to give it a second go...

mE, Muzic & mYself

Having not much to do at home and at work, am keeping busy browsing youtube for good muzic like this, this and this and oh ya many more actually.. so if you think that even you are obsessed with muzic then help yourself. I bet there isn't any better work on your side too..get youtubing .!

I get sTimuLuS package

I being the honest TAX-payer was promised of Australian Economic Stimulus Package by the in-power labor party government in feb2009 with hopes of reviving & encouraging economic growth. Job uncertainty in the fore front of aussies mind made Kevin Rudd oops.! sorry Mr. Prime Minister of australia, sign-off on a $42 billion stimulus package and I got my share lately which approximately accounts to about 0.000004%.. well, *uc* numbers its free money..! hurrraaahhh

upon full quarter..

just struck my mind.. well, its not about my age though; ok, it is..only but relatively. Hufffff whatever, I just thought since its been a while I have not posted none and me being handicapped(my notebook gave up)lately...why not seize few hours to check out how am I doing in life? Rethink my errors & reminisce my successes, forgive myself for my failed efforts but take pride in my achievements which so far are few episodes of my life valued highly, without which I would not be who I am today...a 25 Y.O. highly qualified male seeking for a change in job prospect. No celebration this time around...well, its global financial recession you know..

Gradually Glad

dark cupid clouds crawling away;
object of affection gradually fading away;
true colors of life making its way;
frustrations & regrets needs castaway,
by letting thoughts to loop & sweet insanity to speed away.



the rage plays hide & seek,
causing bloodrush in veins;
why regret? - question to self;
calm contemplation engulfs;
unrequited query finds NIRVANA.

Drunk wit thoughts


Its sort of hangover on one side but contemplation on the other. I am not complaining. Sadly, am being shaped thanks to a binge on confronting thoughts. Not just thoughts, but random thoughts and too many of them. I get my senses back on reading pass “success is not final, failure is not fatal but its the courage to continue that counts” and suddenly my mind gets cornered in silence on coming across life instructions: have fun; do not hurt people; do not accept defeat; strive to be happy.. god what next..!?! I just whisper 'yes I can' unlike senator Obama.
Then, I start feeling jingoistic on watching “S**M D*G Millionaire”, not because it swept OSCARS but because the way it projects my motherland. Now, to get out of this trauma I move on to listen this song that am obsessed with lately. Following this, I start thinking what keeps me actively lazy and I am bestowed by poseidon to transform my feelings into musical notes. Then, I get advice on sharing the regret with yet another thought; even before understanding the last, I get told “great works are performed, not by strength, but by perseverance” my mate.! nOw I am forced to an agile conclusion that, 3 W’s (weather, women & wine) are highly unpredictable..! and I need to get this copyrighted under my name. Oops..! am done with a bottle of white excuse me till I get a bottle of red…

PS: Am not drunk, the thoughts are.!

Feb 14 Special

Nope, its not about what your thinking..& also, no, its not a sequel to 13th December. I have few other things to celebrate.! Yes, today marks the 2 years journey of struggle between pen & pride. It was on this day of the year 2007 that I along with 4 mates flew here. I still have my first ever international flight ticket with me which has its own story to talk.! It shall remain as an antique. Also, its my mate yogish’s birthday today. His first in Perth in 2 years, which makes it, bit more special

Finally, I would like to add few words about the most expected form the date above… for my male friends & foes in love, sweating with gift-O-phobia.! I say, she may forget what you present or said, but will never forget how you made her feel while delivering them. Love as if everyday is valentines day.! (gets costly, i know) Good luck :)

13th December..

the 347th day of the year 2008 is a Saturday and I shall remember it for years to come. Am going to go out on a limb here and say that this may be the single most satisfying vacation I have had in my life. I finally had my day, my minutes to convey, my object of affection, that was held up for too long within me and the wait was over then.!



Now I stand straight and say...I don't let go of my dreams, the whisker of cupid can drown all the screams...I know that to talk of L**E, I have very little right but many times you see something only when it is out of your sight.! So I don't want to talk about this anymore and I feel things going to be better than before.

bAck 2 scHool

I was in search for my lost mates from school or maybe I was looking to re-ignite that flame from my long lost school days. This was an effort to get the old gang back in touch and we did it, we made it happen not actually by going back to platonic school of philosophy but by social gathering at a restaurant. I mentioned ‘WE’ so that I get to admire, adore you all & of course, all of us need a big applause for showing interest & driving down on a busy saturday morning to make the event memorable.



Most of us met each other after 8 long years not to regurgitate what our teachers thought but to reminisce those precious moments that we had for few good years[1989-2000]. Thanks for all of U for making it happen & we shall have many more such gatherings in near future. If you guyz feel like reading more about school days this one sure is for you.



In the end I believe everyone were quite happy to say TATAaaa…, C U later. Nevertheless, for those of you who missed it for various reasons, not to be worried, you will be there for the next one…

PS: Reunion was organized, not just by having contacts, but by my perseverance :P