Boom - Vol. 1

Boom - A situation for you to think about.

He wanted to get her flowers that evening but was too tired to even park his car and step out. He just wanted to go home and sleep. He loved her. But he felt lazy. The laziness was in the mind. Parking the car and taking that effort would not kill him. Had he implemented what he thought, he would have been a different person to her.

Boom.

There are three people in this mini story. Abraham, Kevin and Brenda. Abraham works as a Purchase Manager for Perfect Sanitary Ware, a sanitary ware manufacturing company. The company manufactures shower heads, restroom seats, flushing systems etc. One of the main components used in the manufacture is PVC pipes. Brenda is a Sales Manager at Plastick Industries and regularly supplies PVC pipes to Abraham's company. Abraham and Brenda have become great friends over the years. Now, Abraham goes on leave and Kevin, who has been handling Logistics since four years has been given the responsibility of filling in on Abraham's role. Kevin meets Brenda for an appointment over lunch and shows openly that he was only interested in a certain category of offerings from Brenda. He even negotiates and upscales the purchase to meet his gratification. Brenda is disgusted. She supplies cheap quality PVC pipes to Kevin on the next day and reports the matter regarding Kevin to the board of directors of Perfect Sanitaryware. This becomes a corporate scandal on the grapevine but is kept away from the media. In a futile statement to defend himself, Kevin states that Abraham had prompted to him that such tactics can be used for personal sexual benefit. To avoid infamy, the company sacks Abraham too, without giving him a chance to defend himself.

Boom.

Airport

Have you ever been to an airport in India? If you have not, trust me, it will be one of the most unique experiences in your life. I love going to the airport.

I was at the Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport last night to receive someone and the flight was delayed by a couple of hours. Well, this article is all about the wait at the airport.

First things first, it was crowded! There were people waiting with name cards. They were getting impatient and so was I. Every now and then the eye would scan the terminal gate for the concerned people expected and the mind would be disappointed.

Yet, the disappointment would be contained by joys of the others. The embraces, the kisses and the smiles. Oh what smiles!

I was at the 'Arrivals' gate. It was difficult to think how the 'Departures' gate would look like. Or was it? Of course there would be families going for vacations, Corporate biggies in their stylish suits with hardly any luggage, hurrying by the gates while giving a short glance to their INR 500,000 wrist watches. And yes, the long embraces that the mothers would have with their not-kids-any-longer children who would be going to pursue undergraduate or postgraduate studies. How did I forget to mention honeymoon couples?

So much of emotion, all at one place. A place where people exit from one gate and enter from the other. Upset, happiness, disappointment, love, worry and teary-eyed joy. At the airport. Just like how it is in life.

The next time you feel cold, lonely and that you have a mechanical life, go to an airport in India.

Resolve

It is time of life ladies and gentlemen, to give up everything for the win.

Not because winning is everything, but because victory is yet left to be attained.

George Mallory was questioned on the reason for climbing Mount Everest. He answered saying that he is climbing Mount Everest "Because it's there".

Action, speech and thought will now be taken to a higher level. I hereafter will perform at the pinnacle of my capacity.

Cheers!

The El Dorado Expedition

It will be a journey all the way back. Back to the beginning. Right from where I started. There is really no other way to keep me happy, healthy and satisfied. This road that I travel on lets me do what I want. But the idea is about being on a road which would lead to El Dorado. What point does it make for me to keep travelling on one of the best roads in the world when it doesn't bloody go to El Dorado. You get what I'm saying? Yes I do.

A Personal Note

Hello,

I blog today at 5 am and I shall not post a poem. This is one of those few entries which I post more often than not on such occasions that embark upon a new path in my life.

I will now explain my thoughts to share what I am going through, which you might relate to your life. After all, what I experience is only human, especially in the society that we live in.

A confusion arises in every crucial choice we make in the early 20's. The first and the most important reason for this is the lack of complete knowledge. And the state of complete knowledge is only a fictitious concept. Because knowledge is infinite and with all that we humans collectively know, I feel we have conquered the tip of the iceberg. Hence an inevitable problem of lack of knowledge always exists.

From the mother to the professor, from the sibling to the competitor- the second reason for the confusion is the influence that the family and the peer group has on us.

And the third reason is that it is extremely difficult to discover oneself - one's truest aspirations and beliefs. And once that is done, it would take the strength of Cratus to take the dream to its reality.

The challenge is to do what one is cut out for and also be socially admirable.

Please do share your thoughts. Let us see where we land up!

Best wishes.

Act II Scene I

So the drama continues,
You must forget Act I.
In the middle of the blues,
You think of head, heart and gun.

Think of it more,
And there won't be a second,
It will all be a bore,
No tale, no legend.

The gloom will subside
My dear, the misery will end,
You will laugh because you cried,
With a new random friend.

Tread along the script,dear,
You know not what twists await,
No Macbeth, Ceaser no Lear,
As You Like It, you will create.

Prismatic

Smallest strongest,
Makes everything big
To thy eyes and mine,
Such is her strength.

Drives on the open road,
Wind blows the roof off,
Windows shatter one by one
And she pushes the accelerator.

The road ends but she flies,
The sun ray hits her glass
To give a diamond glare.
Inspired, the Cloud forms a Rainbow.



Picture courtesy : http://rainbowwallpaper.info

Flow

Go go,
go with the flow.
Move fast
Or move slow.

Clutch not to the rocks,
Fear not you droplet,
You will see no shocks,
It is only an octet.

Dance, dance along
The music of the flow,
Sing to make it a song,
Find peace in the tempo.

Choose channel A or B,
You still sing,
Still dance free,
To nothing you cling.

You shall go to sea,
Yes,one day, and till then,
Move fast or move slow,
Sing and dance in the flow.

Flame

Does it matter who's the King?
Or who's the minister?
The hardy to their fear do not cling,
They only for the latter make it sinister.

If for once you look inside,
Deeper than you ever have done,
A ball of energy you will see on the hide,
Explosive gunpowder of a hundred odd tonne.

Zero to a hundred in time undefined,
Going into timespace(remembering Einstein),
A look at the world for someone who was blind,
Extracting myriad strength from Life's mine.

You emerge at the top of your game,
And just then everyone says, "Have some shame!"
Don't look at them, you are not to blame,
Above heart and head, keep your flame.

Gibberafternoon.

Often one doesn't know how to express. But I believe that anyway, one should. Here is a little bit of my life in gibberish. Tell me what you hear.

Argameshun jes tiapro, ti veragutan bee muzadarika. Seemprashuda zesh yo vanista dembo ki ki.

Helwith juha kishee bishee, drik zwik gik.

Mezarukee gembo ikki tikki rikki.

Swamby sheshe origi zeperasush?

Yewo teke honotuda zele opy bekher.

(Now read it again in an angry tone, then a sad tone and finally by making funny faces)