Beautiful melodies..

Beautiful collections.Voice of Bombay Jayashree

Here is the link.check it out ..

Have a blast this new year ! Warm wishes buddies

Collage of my paintings..

It's in YOU & ME..

Patriotism :

It's still in here... It's in YOU & in ME..

If you don't believe this, you simply must see this video.

Let's open our hearts and renew our faith,

..... in ourselves and our own sweet nation.

Boomerangx - music @ its best !

A good friend introduced me to these lovely numbers couple of hours ago.

Yogi B - Madai_Thiranthu.mp3
Yogi-B_Natchatra_Indian_Girls.mp3

Have been looping in my player since noon & still am not feeling a bit bored.Got so many of the boomerangx kind in collection now.The songs are simply rocking.Boomerangx & Yogi B - check out the music of these malaysian artists & feel music @ its best form !

WiZ BitZ ..

a LaDy DrIvEr + 'L' bOaRd On CaR = rUn FoR LIFE

Da(m)nce shows ..

..I was really happy about the weekend until 8.00pm Friday Night!!.Switched on the idiot box to relax but whoa... the nightmare begins.
Dance !! Dance !! Dance !! Da(m)nce shows on every channel.& Saturday ..it continues! oh my.. Iam tired by now.Sunday I wish something nice is aired on tv and there it is, a re-cap/repeat telecast of all the misery again.Flip any channel,there is some dance competition going on this season.Be it Sony's - Boogie Woogie,Star Pluz's Nach Baliye,Sony's(again) Jhalka Dhiklaja,Vijay tv's Jodi No.1,Sun tv's Mastana Mastana and the like.Anyone in their right sense are likely to get confused with each of these show timings,the pairs,eliminations,judges and ultimately the results too.I gave up keeping track on these after a couple of attempts.
The dance mania is creating boredom for me.Not just boredom ! But a hatred on dance - the art itself..something similar to the mega-serial aversion in youth.Once upon a time,these competitions were definitely entertaining but now??!!!.As the shows progress,the drama enacted also multiplies.The contestants dance less and emote more..The judges rank less and talk more..The Anchors compere less and plead more..
The anchors & contestants shrinking wardrobes is yet another topic of debate.At the end,when I hear them pleading for votes quoting "Jaago..jantha! apna vote ka sahi isthamal karo !" "Apne farse nibao" "Do your duty for being entertained by the contestants,please vote for them" it really turns pathetic & frustrates me to the core.

Patriotic Indian Citizens - Vote to chose the right politicians to run our country.Dont get cajoled !

Jaago..jantha! apna vote ka sahi isthamal karo ! :-)

Friendship N Love .. Captured !

Get Well Soon..

20th April,2007 - Arya met her for the first time in S2 Coach,Mangalore Express.The wheels were rolling,the whistle had just blown.He settled comfortably in seat no.72 with his broken arm.He always hated such long and boring journeys.His only companion seemed to be "One Night at a call centre" by Chetan Bhagat, the novel which was a gift from a good friend to help him kill time.

Just then there was a mild breeze swallowing the heat within the compartment,seems the wind was announcing her arrival.She made a swift entry with a heavy luggage.She heaved a sigh of relief,took 10 mins to settle herself.He admired her beautiful green eyes.He was attracted to her.Contrast to his little desire,she settled in a seat right on the opposite end.Still within the reach of his eyes.He forgot the novel in hand and was just starting and staring...

He dreamt [ like "Ali" in Dhoom ] '.. he and her,he...her and kid...he,her and kids'

"Ticket" the TTR had intruded like a villain,causing a temporary halt to his dreams.Ten minutes later the villain was gone without any hindrance to his view.

For an instant,he felt if she too was looking at him.May be an illusion in the confusion ! People started to stretch themselves and got into a sleep mode.Snores could be heard from nearby compartment sooner.Arya looked up and thanked almighty ...for his compartment was snorers-free !

The lights were on and surprisingly nobody was complaining.He continued admiring her beauty in the pretence of reading the novel.She made her bed and started blowing her air pillow.She felt conscious about his stare.She tried to sleep but couldn't just like him.

"Annalum nokinan,avalum nokinal " ... Smiles were exchanged.And they slowly fell asleep.

When Arya woke up his eyes fell on the vacant berth.She was gone.He felt like a lost child.His eyes were searching for her in the crowded platform.It was like somebody had pulled out the only string of hope from him."Why God? Why are you doing this to me" .. he kept on cursing and scolding on how foolish he had been.

With a heavy heart,he signalled a porter.He was sure his broken arm willnot support him to transport his luggages.He looked pathetically at his arm and just then he saw those words.He hopped and danced and screamed out.. like a mad man.

" Get Well Soon - Lady with an Air pillow M# 9987655321"

...and they lived happily everafter.Seems miracles do happen !

Biggest Fear..Wildest Fantasy

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1491245848103153948

Here is a video on my quick rappling adventure.

Thanks to Koel Mishra,who has taken this video.Thank you dear ..

Let me die..

Yes,I have made my decision,
After a lot of confusion

Oh so! Boring..Oh so! Tiring
What is this life..

Noone to care,Noone to share.

Iam all angry and gone mad
I want to hide in the deepest of corners
where you can never find

Iam all sad and torn bad
I want to run to the thickest of forests
and never turn back

If I fall it doesn't matter
Nobody is there to really bother

I have built my own walls around
Stronger than the ones of the strongest bricks
There is no entry no exit
For you to inspect

This is my grave
This is where I will rest
Forever and ever

Let me stay here
Let me stay in peace
I warn you don't dare disturb me here
My spirits will haunt you Non-stop,Beware!

With all my voice,I scream
As I do it..
A moment of pain
A moment of darkness
A wave of despair
A wave of relief

I pass through a journey of darkness
I stare and I stare and I stare
Wondering if my soul has gone blind

There is nothing I want to hunt
Let darkness rule
Let darkness hug me tight
A silence so serene
A silence soothing my soul
A silence..an everlasting silence!

Repeat Coffee..

"So here you are.." said a beaming Sheetal.
"Yes,honey ..at your service" he replied with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Oh yes,pleasure is mine" said a smiling Sheetal when he had asked her out for a coffee in one of their routine chat session.
Sheetal was very excited about meeting him.This was their first meeting.

He looked casual.She was curious like a lady on her first date.
Little did he realize she is going to monitor him like a school-teacher in an examination hall.

Both of them were speechless and were trying to find some words to keep it going.He broke the silence,telling her the six differences he had noticed so far on what she really looked like and what he had imagined in the last 3 months.

"You are beautiful,Sheetal" He ended up looking into her eyes.
"Am I suppose to say,'You are handsome' in response?? " she dismissed his stare.
"Oh that goes without saying..doesn't it?" Ashish winked with a naughty little smile.
"So how is your boss now?Guess,he is still eating your head with the 'Mission impossible'[her nickname for her module]? "
"Well,well,not really.He is "Gone with the wind".. she chuckled.
"Oh..he's on a US trip again?" asking this,he handed her the menu.
"Yes,Good for our team! We are more relaxed till 'The Mummy returns'" she took the menu from him and started surfing through it,not really understanding the words transmitted by her eyes to her brain.
"Trust him,Trust him not..Trust him,Trust him not..Trust him" She was calculative.Her brain calculator had started ticking.So far..so good.She very well remembered how her best friend had judged her boyfriend's attitude during their first date.She was going to follow one such trick on the scapegoat.
"How will he react? Will he be courteous to the waiter?Got to be a little careful with such guys.." signalled her senses.Atleast,she knew it this far.
A waiter was watching their coffee table since long."Waiter.." signalled Ashish.Little did he know,sheetal had already tipped the Waiter for the trick.

Sensing she was not really browsing the menu,"So what would your majesty like to fill my bill with.." he asked her.
"Is he money conscious? hmm,not a good sign.." - alert message from her little brain.
"Hey Sheetal babe ! will you stop it plz..for heaven's sake"
"What?" she asked him with a surprise.
"..guessing me! stop it for a while Lady Holmes!" He was noticing how nervous she looked.
"Hmm,Guessing..Yes ! Oh no.. Not really.One Cappuchino ..no cream for me" she was indeed trying to figure out "If Ashish was a good guy or a bad one" but for what reason? .. she had no answer.
"Hah!No cream..whats a coffee without the cream!" he was indeed wondering how all his girl friends turned out to be very much diet conscious.

"I like it,that way!" her answer surprised him.

"Curt ! Looks like she would not yield so easily.Harwork boy!" he was more than willing to woo her.He liked Beauties with no brain.

The waiter waited like a 'DHL courier Ad'boy counting seconds and minutes.The waiter had got his signal from her smile.

"One cappuchino,no cream ! One caffe latte ..A pair of chicken rolls.."

"Okay Sir" flees the thrilled waiter thinking "The lady must be crazy or playing a prank".

Sheetal and Ashish continued chatting about how they got introduced through the chat room 3 months earlier.All their past Chat sessions got a quick review.

It took just 18 minutes for her brain calculator to show positive scores for the guy sitting opposite to her.....she was definitely impressed!!His scores were rising.

The confused waiter,came to their table thinking "Is it the Cappuchino or the Latte? Which one? Hmm,should have asked it earlier" .The waiter carried out the drama,he made it look like a genuine incident.

He spilled the latte lavishly as instructed on Ashish's shirt."Bluch.."..

Next instant he was wondering if he was standing and dreaming or was he really
seeing "Flames" from the victim's eyes.

He blurted it out "Sorry,Sir .. the cup indeed slipped..my mistake Sir,Iam really sorry."

Ashish was in no mood to listen.The waiter started shaking seeing how his face had turned wine red with anger.

"Oh Shit Man !Damn you..It's your carelessness,how can you be so stupid?".

He scolded him long enough,blunt and rude.His anger never seemed to subside.

For an instant,he indeed forgot about Sheetal and his fakeness so far.His temper rose to an all time high when sheetal tried to pacify him.

"Oh common Ashish,chill.It's just some coffee.Oh,the poor waiter! He can help get off the stains" He suddenly let go of his good-boy image.

"You better stop that,will you?Iam aware of the scenes you ladies create when something like this happens to you" he blurted out.
Now you "Mr.Careless Waiter,will you get this shirt cleaned in the next 15 minutes?" said a fuming Ashish.

The waiter quickly vanished and in the next 10 minutes returned with a not-so-clean shirt.Atleast the stains were gone now. "Ok,Waiter..Please give us the bill" said sheetal.

"Yes..the next best thing.Bills ! Send it through somebody else,will you?" He didn't want to see the waiter's face again.
The bill came quick than it had taken for the coffee and Snack,which by now had turned cold like Sheetal and Ashish.
"Your Bills,Sir!" said another waiter,staring angrily on Sheetal.She knew why!
"Arrogant..Arrogant..Arrogant!!!Hate him.." As was expected,Sheetal's Brain calculator's score was in negative after all this drama.
By the time she reached home,she was willing to forget it all.
"How stupid,for a simple thing..Rude!!Arrogant!!Senseless .." she reminded herself for the 20th time.
The chat-addict had definitely learnt her lesson by now.
Ashish left her an offline message that night "Sorry honey..I have been rude this evening but I also know my sweetheart will
forgive me.Ping me as soon as you are online tomorrow.Your Teddybear is waiting .."
Next day..
Vinay's messenger popped up with her message "Vinuu,this is Sheetal on my new email id.This is gonna be my id from now and
forever.."
"Okay.Tats cool" he typed.
"Hmm,will you,rush back home.." this was hers.
"Why? I want my husband to take me for a coffee today.Vinuu,Will you?"
"Oh sure..Iam on my way,Sweety"

Wakeup...

He admired the cute fingers that were serving him coffee.He judged her cleanliness at that very instant,neatly trimmed and polished long sharp nails.Wow!
Slowly his eyes drifted from her fingers onto her hands,then shoulder and then the beautiful diamond studs .. and finally landed up on the pretty face.His heart did a flip flop and sang a quick rhyme..'A face so pretty,oh whatta beauty'.He was spell bound.Her features were sharp and at a glance anybody would say…she was beautiful..Indeed Jaanu was beautiful and Shekar was hooked.

This was their first meeting.. he was initially reluctant and rebelled against an arranged marriage until his parents forced him into this Bride seeing ceremony.Their jathakas were on a 9/10 match which is considered good enough for marrying two different strangers in a hindu community.Then followed this Bride-Seeing or to be more apt Bride-Hunting event.He had fore-warned his mother “Ma , if I don’t like the girl,we are not staying for lunch,we will tell them straight that things will not work out”.He somehow felt,it mere justice to tell it on face if he had no idea to pursue the alliance any further.He was not going to let expectations grow from both ends and ultimately neglect after a month with fake reasons.That’s how our hero is! Smart,ain't he?

He wasn’t very sure if he could share his life with another person, until he stepped into “Anugraha” , Jaanu’s home.Now,the coffee.. yes,he was in love with her fingers and as he grabbed the cup with a captivating smile, a quick “thank you” came out from his mouth.He confessed to her much later,when she demanded a thank you note everyday for their morning coffee..that his gratitude was for not just for that cuppa but to the God's up above for bringing such joy into his life.

Their eyes spoke for an instant and she vanished to her room quickly,for her heart was beating so fast.He could already sense a “YES” from her side.He was waiting for somebody to declare it on her behalf.He grabbed the opportunity when Jaanu’s uncle asked him about his dreams and aspirations in life.He definitely had answers well prepared to impress his would be In-laws.His smart replies,did impress her parents.So was Jaanu,hearing to his every word.

His mom winked and asked him loud,”Shekar,we are feeling hungry,,so what are your plans for lunch?” He declared his answer “Today’s lunch is at Anugraha”.Happiness,Smiles,Feast,Talks,Dates,Music,Wedding followed..Life began for the couple.

Days rolled by…Today, Jaanu and Shekar are a happily married couple.It is their first anniversary.They were invited on a lunch party at “Anugraha”.Shekar always felt like it was the first time he is stepping into his in-laws house…not all son-in-laws feel comfortable at inlaws house do they? Lets put it as the respect factor.His in-laws were equally excited as the couple on this occasion.The feast was indeed a good one though he would never tell Jaanu,he loved his mom’s recipes better.

On the way back home,Shekar and Jaanu were chatting mindlessly,on various topics from price hikes to their appraisal and ratings.'What is this life,if full of care,we have no time to stand and stare" .. Suddenly,their car screeched to a halt.There on the very road,they saw another couple,waving for help.Jaanu was kind enough to persuade Shekar and offered them a lift.Quickly,there were four voices in the car,two couples on their first anniversary.The strangers introduced themselves as Lisa and Roy.They invited Jaanu and Shekar for a quick coffee to their home which was comfortably on the way back.Shekar agreed after some persuasion.The car screeched to a halt for the second time,infront of that giant palace.

The place wore a deserted look..Shekar had this strange feeling that the clouds were a bit more dark shaded over the palace.Half an hour here and back on our romantic travel..Shekar whispered.Jaanu gave a “Yes,Boss” nod.That very moment Shekar and Jaanu stepped into the house,they sensed Roy and Lisa had lost their friendly smile.There was an eerie silence.Lisa and Roy broke the silence with a chat about the co-incidence on meeting another couple on their anniversary.The man-servant of the house had brought “Coffee” with the right amount of sugar for Shekar and Black coffee for Jaanu.Shekar didn’t remember having mentioned their Coffee tastes to the man-servant or to the hosts.Fear gripped his throat.Whats happening? Hellooooo…Jaanu was innocently smiling and chatting about their trip to “Anugraha”,the wedding day gifts they exchanged.And then she asked them ..”Guys! so tell us what did you gift each other on this auspicious day?...common tell me...” The couple replied in unison,Jaanu we had gifted flowers to each other as it was our first “death anniversary” ..It took a minute for either of them to believe what they heard.Shekar quickly looked at his watch..15 more minutes to kill.The clocks seem to have stopped at the instant they entered the palace.He realized that the palace was indeed ghastly and wanted to leave at the earliest.

Shekar started to gulp his coffee as his eyes gazed the walls.They rested on an old painting in the wall for much longer than they should.The face on the painting was so familiar to him,like he had lived with it for ages.His thoughts were rolling back..suddenly,he realized with a jerk 'Its my Jaanu.. but in the costume of a Queen".He felt dizzy.. he was quick to realize the danger and turned back to alert Jaanu.But where was Jaanu? She had vanished !

He couldnot find Lisa or Roy.Small beads of sweat started trickling his face,rushing fervently up and down the entire palace he screamed his lungs out ”Jaanu.. where are you? “.Suddenly, he felt somebody holding his hand.Warmth ! Opening his eyes slowly.. he saw Jaanu.She was standing right beside his bed,bath fresh and said with a warm smile “ Happy Anniversary,Shekar”.A drop of tear peeped from his eyes.”Jaanu,I love you” said Shekar and then a tight hug..just like the first one !

Different people..different views...

Adline of HSBC commercial.This ad is one of the kind which had indeed touched my heart like none and kept me pondering about love & peace on earth.

Scene explained :

Mom is in the act of splitting peas..umph..a worm pops out of one peas piece.She gets frightened & isnot very much pleased at its sight.Her sweet little kid makes an hero-entry,picks the hated worm,gives it a new home(a glass jar) & a juicy leaf to feed on..not to forget he even named his pet as.."Pintoo".The ad finishes with the words "Different People .. Different Views..HSBC" ! Wow.. wat a thought ..Kudos for who perceived it.
Now my little mind starts thinking ....if a smallkid can show so much of love to a worm,imagine wouldn't the world be a better place devoid of violence & disputes if each & every one has the kid's attitude and know the value of a life.Wish the number of humanitarian acts outsmart the number of massive massacre's,serial killings & bomb blasts...why aren't there more 'pintoo' lovers on earth? why are there increasing crime rates & acts of vengence in headlines these days..why?why?why? Is humanity,mutual concern & peace talks fit for books only.Let more peace lovers be born before mother earth loses her patience ..