An eternal Relationship

Sometimes, I wonder if five and a half years is a long period for a relationship to last! Its been that long with me and my partner. And we are still together. Walking down memory lane, I do not recall any memory that I can cherish but there have been many painful memories which have made me question the creator of this relationship. Why did he create this relationship between my partner and me? But in fact it was me who went to the creator asking for a such a partner. I often console myself that there must be something good awaiting me after this relationship loses its charm.
It all started when I was in the seventh standard. I was excited on meeting my partner and I did not know that our relationship would last this long. There were mixed reactions from many to the new arrival in my life. But i knew however my partner was, I had to continue the relationship for the good of me and the creator. In the beginning I felt a little discomfort in getting acquainted with my partner. I took good care of my partner and my partner brought many changes to my life. I experienced many changes with myself, for example, my smile had changed, my eating habits had changed and my way of talking too had changed. These changes were certainly because of my partner. I used to visit the creator of this relationship and I still visit him. He gives me some advice on how to deal with my partner and also helps my partner. But soon after these visits, I experience a lot of pain because of my partner. I often express this pain to my friends and they ask me how much longer am I going to continue with my relationship. But honestly, it is only the creator who knows the span of time of our relationship.
They say with time, things change. But in my case, my relationship has not changed but its strength and my partner's strength has increased with time. Our relationship has endured through school, college and we are still together. The creator has recently reminded me that my relationship might come to an end in a few months time. But I do not fear. The creator has often given me such warnings but despite them, my relationship has continued and grown. But let the reader be aware that I will have no regrets when and if the relationship ends because the entire experience of having such a relationship has taught me a lot. I will always remember my partner because of the tough time we shared. I felt I must share this experience and I write this experience only after my partner's consent. I am sure you want to know who my partner is and who the creator of this relationship is. My partner who has been with me for this long is none other than my "BRACES" and the creator is my "DENTIST".

Dear Independence,
I write to mourn your death. It is sad that no one has realized that you no longer exist amongst us. We celebrated your birthday without understanding what you mean to us. I want to apologise for this sad state of yours.
I know you came to us after a hard struggle but you seem to have gone away effortlessly. We are responsible for not been able to hold on to you and to understand you.
Today, I regret your loss and I miss your presence.Today, all of us pretend to have you while, on the contrary, we are prisoners. We smile on the outside and cry inside. We say something and do something else. We do not have the independence to show our true personality but we use your name and project a fake personality to the world. We have lost you. We are no longer original. We do not smile from the heart and the eyes but from the face. We are not true to ourselves and have become busy trying to 'put on' a so- called independent identity.
We do not have the freedom to choose what we want to do and we accept what is given to us. We do not complain or cry from the heart but from the face and for the sake of it.
It is indeed your death because we no longer have the independence to be ourselves!
We put on the fake identity and curb our freedom to be ourselves, to please others and get what we want. And in the process, we lose the feeling of being what we actually are.
Please come back to us. We need to celebrate your presence in us!
Love,
Human mind.

My hand speaks......

Often,I speak through my hand. No, I am not talking about any absurdity in me. I am talking about my hand being used by me as a means to communicate.Be it writing, typing or any other form of expression , I use my hand to communicate to the rest of the world.But today, my hand expressed its desire to talk to me...
My hand speaks.....It speaks to me...
"It feels great to be a part of you.Many a time, I have helped you reach your thoughts to others.
In the beginning, you introduced me to the pen by putting it between the fingers and shaking me on a piece of paper. I scribbled.
Later, you taught me to move my fingers in a specific manner, in a definite pattern, I wrote.
I enjoyed it completely. The chariot feels incomplete without a charioteer. The feet feel incomplete without slippers, and do you know, I began to feel incomplete without the pen. It became my instrument. I played on it because of you and whenever you wanted to.I had a style of my own, different from other hands.
But, one day, you excitedly took me to a plank where the letters of the English alphabet,some numbers, similar to the ones I wrote for you, were printed.
You began to tap the fingers on the plank called 'keyboard'.
From then on, I have seldom met my instrument. My charioteeer, the pen.
I do 'type' the similar language, the similar pattern, but I don't have a style of my own. The pen gave me a status. It adorned me. But , today you seldom use me to write.
Instead, you tap me on the keyboard which gives me nothing that belongs only to me.
Today, I have no style of my own, no instrument, and no happiness.
I beg you to return to writing, to unite me with my instrument.
You have moved on with technology and adapted yourself to the new form of communication which is called typing. But something that can reflect you in it is your hand writing and is my handwriting.
Do return.."
True isn't it, How often do we take a pen and write? Maybe certain phone numbers, some names etc. Schools and colleges used to force us to write our notes. But later, we shifted to the computer and its parts to help us communicate to others.
Our style and individuality is reflected in the way we write and not in the way we type.
Today my hand spoke to me and made me realize this. Did yours too?

Mathophobia!

Mathematics! you say this word and immediately there is a frown on my face! Maths and me..hmmm.....what they say...dont gel well.(that rhymed!)
I haven't in the least done well in almost all my maths examinations! It seems impossible for me to come out smiling after my maths examination. eeno gothilla!
I try to study hard and on the previous day of my examination , I feel I can overcome any hurdle.But on D-day, all my confidence disappears and I am able to do nothing!
But the exam has to be written! I finally end up in the examination hall.I am seated among other students. I try not to think about the forthcoming danger. But the thought keeps coming back just like a periodic stomach ache which keeps on rotating in the stomach and makes you aware of its presence periodically. In order to distract myself, I pretend to look at others. I then realize what kind of people are sitting around me. Some have weird expressions on their faces. Some keep shaking or rather oscillating as though they are sitting in a train.Some of them are muttering or chanting continuously. Some keep staring at the question paper bundle that the teacher is holding as though their eyes can scan the question paper.But one thing makes everyone alert and brings everyone out of their reverie. The bell! ossshoo..whoever invented that! The audio signals from the bell travel right into my brain and wash off the little maths left in it.At this point I become blank.
As they say, An idle mind is a devil's workshop, the devil, in disguise of the maths question paper, comes to set up its workshop of tensions in my idle aka empty brain.
I then open my eyes and look at the question paper. Then it is as though I am sitting in a war field without any weapons. The questions keep firing and I keep getting fired.The examination duration is usually for three hours. Three hours! Seem like Three years. At some point, I do answer some questions and the confidence in me lifts its head up but the big big legs of the question paper stamp it and end my last hopes.Finally half dead, I leave the examination hall. Among so many other students who keep 'chitchatting' about the paper, I try to escape unheard and unspoken to.But one idiot will surely catch me and say " hey the paper was easy know?"
Then I would fake a smile and nod my head and walk off from there feeling terrible.
WHOEVER THOUGHT THAT MATHS CAN BE EASY!
Its only with maths that I face this kind of trouble. Maths and me ,a bad combination and a defnite NO-NO!

Bangalore vs Bengaluru

I was watching the CNN-IBN interview last night which was about namma city, Bangalore or now should I say Bengaluru..
Among various other topics ,Bangalore's re-namakarana issue was one. I really cannot figure out how Bengaluru is going to solve Bangalore's problems.
Is it that the people governing Bangalore have forgotten that Bangalore has other issues to attend to other than a re-naming ceremony. Can the name 'Bengaluru', bring changes to Bangalore's infrastructural problems?
The cosmopolitan city is supposed to be engaged in the preservation of kannada culture by the change in the name by forgetting that Bangalore's infrastructure needs a thorough change.
I completely agree that the government alone cannot solve the infrastructural problems, and that it needs the support from each and everyone in the city. But this can happen only when the focus changes from unimportant issues such as re-naming Bangalore etc to important issues such as Infrastructural improvement etc.
A sudden enlightenment that has taken place among the elders of our city to protect the kannada culture has lead them to make a ridiculous decision of changing the name from Bangalore to Bengaluru. So be it. Change the name.
But tell me..
Is the no.of youngsters who do not know anything about Kannada culture, Karnataka's history etc in Bangalore going to decrease in Bengaluru?
There are so many people, including me, who do not know much about our city and state. There is going to be absolutely no difference from the way Bengaluru will function to the way Bangalore has functioned till date.
Protection of Kannada culture, creating an awareness is an issue but it is not an important issue in today's circumstances.
Today, what Bangalore needs is better governance, better infrastructure to lead a better life and all of this supported by its people. Life in Bangalore can be changed with proper reforms and participation from the people and the government.
The focus has to shift! The transformation from Bangalore to Bengaluru is pointless.
Moreover, in common parlance, Bangalore is the easiest to say than saying Bengaluru. So I can say that the transformation from Bangalore to Bengaluru is going to take years. If the focus does not shift, and if such unimportant issues are going to be adhered to by the government, then you and me will live in the same Bangalore and die in the same Bangalore. And you will find me writing the same article after some years, but that time with a difference, I will force myself to write BENGALURU in the place of BANGALORE!

Being the happiest.....

Today I feel like writing.....

I am the kind who gets most excited about my birthdays.I often think about the feeling of being loved. It is truly amazing. Birthdays are often a time for such an experience. The thought about my coming Birthday cheers me up thoroughly. I feel important and loved.
I used to think that I was the only person who thought that way when I came across other people who shared the same thoughts as mine .
It was a different occasion this time. It was my friend's birthday.
All of us decided to give her a small surprise. We planned it out quite well and were wishing it would make her happy. It worked just as we thought. The glint and shine in her eyes gave a new path to my thoughts. My friend was really happy. Her smile and happiness made me experience a new feeling, "The happiness in giving!"
Having always dreamt of being on the receiving end of surprises, I, for the first time, felt happy that I was part of making some one else so happy. I felt it was worth all the trouble taken because nothing ,indeed ,could match the happiness that one could give to an another person. It was just another birthday! But this time a new experience.
Proverbs have talked about 'giving being more important than taking'. But I used to think otherwise. I felt I would be much more happier if someone would give me a surprise. But trust me, I know how it feels to give little happiness to someone because it makes you feel the happiest!

Please submit your resume!!!

"Attention! All those who seek to travel by the public "bus" in Bangalore, please check if you have the necessary qualifications.If not, please note that it is not advisable to travel in any public bus that runs in Bangalore.To ensure safety of life while travelling in the buses, please read the safety document carefully before travelling! " Sounds like an advertisement? Well these kind of advertisements will become mandatory in newspapers, radio stations, televisions etc in the near future.Why? Let me explain...
A public bus or to specify, a BMTC bus is an efficient mode of transport! There is no contradiction there!A BMTC bus is an efficient mode of transport to hell or heaven depending upon what the almighty has chosen for you. The only difference is that you might actually experience a part of being in hell while travelling in the huge bus. So a person has to be well equipped to travel in the buses that carry massive amount of people irrespective of its capacity.
The necessary qualifications that one needs to posses are listed below :
1. The person must have certain years of experience.Not in travelling in buses but in roller coaster rides in amusement parks because there is not much difference in the two.
2.The person must have enough muscle strength to hold on to the handle attached to the bus while travelling to prevent falling off from the buses. Sometimes the ride is so dangerous that even the handle attached to the bus comes off, so a person equipped with only two hands cannot travel in the buses because two hands are not sufficient enough to hold on to the bus with the amount of bags that one possesses.
3.Along with strength, a person also needs to have a really audible and loud voice to be able to scream amongst a hundred people when he or she wants to get off the bus.
4. Must be insensitive to being stamped over, being kicked, being slapped, being pushed, being pulled and so on.
5. Must be eager for a transfer . The transfer takes place gradually. A person is promoted from the seat to the nearby pole in the bus, then he is promoted to the door(footboard), the final promotion takes place when the person is sent flying ,out in the open air.
6.Must believe in brotherhood and unity. A person in a terribly crowded bus can see no signs of the handles in the bus to hold on to, because of the crowd. So he must believe in brotherhood which will enable him to gain support to stand in the bus from fellow travellers during the rollercoaster ride.
7.Must be healthy enough to bear all kinds of stink from the smelly areas in the bus. The smelly areas include the atmosphere in the bus, the people, etc.
8. Must possess an oxygen mask and must know how to use the same. The necessity of usage of such instruments arises when the crowd innumerably increases.
9. Must be well versed in the art of abusing and getting abused.
10.Must be prepared to halt anywhere for any silly reason abandoning the next task on hand.
Thus if you seem to possess the above qualifications, please submit your resume!
A BMTC ride also promises a lot of things. We may call it incentives.
1. A BMTC ride promises loss of baggages, wallets, expensive gadgets.
2. It also promises to complete destruction of neatness of one's clothes.
3. It also promises regular dirtying of roads by the people travelling in the bus when they vomit or spit onto the roads.
Thus those who wish to enjoy this distortion-filled ride, can come immediately and submit your resume and buy the ticket to witness their end.

dATE AFTER dEATH PART TWO

Now it is time to tell you what exactly I did to make my date after my death possible. Now, you might ask, why was it so important for me to go on this 'date' of all things..But this date was no ordinary date, it was a date I was supposed to have with a really special person, my granny.
She was the most important person in my life. So it was all the more important for me to make this date possible.
I knew that there was only one person who could help me with this problem who was none other than God! But when I was alive, I had never taken time out for him. So asking him, would be a problem I went to him determined to get help.
I explained my problem to him and I also stated the importance of the date.
God listened to me carefully and then said that it was quite impossible for me to go back to the earth and it was completely impossible for my granny to come to heaven. So this date seemed difficult. But I requested God to help me make it possible. God consented and said he would think of something to help me. My problem was so strange that even God had to think!
Finally God came up with a plan. It was not possible for my granny to reach heaven because she had some more years to live. It was not possible for me to go back to the earth because I had died in a well publicized car accident, and my presence on the earth will raise suspicion among the other people on the earth.
So it was arranged that the date had to be somewhere between earth and heaven. Since you do not know where heaven is, it is difficult for you to find a place between earth and heaven. Let me make it simpler, the moon is situated between the earth and the heaven. So our date was going to happen on the moon. Everything was arranged.
As I said earlier, I am waiting for my date who is none other than my granny to come and pick me up for our first date after my death , on the moon. My granny has just come. We will now leave for our date. Sounds really strange, doesn't it? Well that was my 'dATE AFTER dEATH'!

dATE AFTER dEATH

Procrastination is a serious problem! Well ! I am not here to tell you about "Procrastination and its remedies" but I am going to........Well you will come to know for yourself!
I was a famous journalist! I owned a news agency and a printing press,all at a very young age. Success was dancing on my lap! Well , just incase , you are wondering over the 'PAST TENSE' in my previous sentences, let me tell you that now I am no more! Right now, I am waiting for my date to pick me up for our first date. Actually I should say, my date has to pick me up for our first date after my death.
Don't let your jaws drop! I will explain...
As I said earlier, I was very successful in life but every successful person has his or her share of virtues and vices. The only bad quality that I had, was my habit of postponing things or in other words 'procrastination'. My work was never complete on time. I had made the dentists, my family and friends, and almost everyone wait ...
All of them had to wait till I consented to meet them because I eventually postponed single meeting with every single person. I felt life was just too long and that I have ample amount of time to complete all my work..
But destiny had something else in store for me. I died in a really well publicized car mishap. I had loads of work to be completed. All of them were postponed by me thinking I will do it some day. But now, there was no 'someday' that was going to come. Among the list of my incomplete things, was this date I was supposed to have with my date of course, which I had indefinitely postponed.
I felt miserable. I should have gone on this date . POOR THING! My date would have felt miserable having learnt about me and my death and about our now non-existent date..
But I knew I could not let this happen. But what could I do?
Well.......I will tell you in my next blog..!

Are roses attractive despite their thorns or are roses repulsive because of their thorns or are roses just roses and they seem attractive and repulsive because we see them as attractive and repulsive?
Well it is because we see them that way. A stressed student may view the world as a world filled with problems and tensions or the world as a difficult examination. A doctor may view the world as a world filled with diseases or as a world that needs to heal. A businessman may view the world as a business empire where money is the prime element of necessity or the world as a world of opportunities.
Likewise each one of us views this world from our own viewpoints or according to our perception.Our vision of the world changes with experience. All of us try to manage and win through difficulties in very very different ways. Perception is a very strange thing that not many have understood including me but yet I write.
For a happy person the environment around him seems happy and satisfying . For a person in love, the environment around him seems enchanting.
For a sad person ,the environment seems sad and he sees the drawbacks in the environment. In all these situations the environment does not change. It is the various emotions that cause the change in the person. A person who is happy or sad or in any other emotion draws support from his or her environment to continue being in that emotion. He or she wants to view the environment in that way.He makes the environment a mirror of his own emotions.
We probably might find solutions to many problems if we view the world as we want to because we are the ones who are eventually going to solve the problem or may be not. You may wonder upon my double thoughts on this issue but this is because perception is such a diverse and difficult concept that explaining it is a task in itself.
So the fact remains that we view the world according to our experiences, emotions. Probably the person who views the world as it is without adding his emotional vision in it will be a free humanbeing.
May be this is my perception!