In Trance

To complete this post, I need to dive myself in that unknown state. The point, where focus is certainly not an issue, it drives itself, separating you from the reality, putting you behind a crystal clear glass. In this state, I could see what is happening to everything or everyone around me, but the control was out of my hands.

------!-----
Its Tuesday Morning, the morning assembly and the chirps of the birds from the trees in the west. The surrounding sets a U-Shaped, red colored tall architecture covered by 'Ashoka' trees from the front and the open ended space met the hockey ground.

Observing my feet, I realized, old black polished shoes on white cemented floor. I looked around, the place was familiar to me and gave the sense of unexpected nostalgic vibes. The scent of the mud and the early morning freshness, the hymn like voices all around me, the passing sunlight through the greens made their way to me.

-----!-------
Opened my eyes, I saw myself sitting at the seat next to 'veeru'. The seat opened to the window on my right to the White Building, why is it a little hazzy.

I heard a voice again. The voice did make some sense to me. It kept on saying the weird known thing repeatedly.

Cu + H2SO4 -- > CuSO4 + H2O

-----!-------
Next I knew I was running to a field. I ignored something important that made me and others proud. The field spread out to 2 Huge Football grounds, with a cricket pitch in between. The left end of the field was covered with 4 volleyball courts and the right end was lush green forest like area, quite unknown to me.

To my precise knowledge, the dial of my watched showed 11:30 right before the lunch. One of the known shouted," We got the volleyball, Gandhi , you take the field. Hold the center position for me.". Nikhil, Parth, Kunjal, Aga, Dhanil, Gandhi, Shanth, Veeru, Rahul, Ashwin were spotted smiling as I observed them from the distance.....

Next I knew, It was early morning in Bangalore. My Bed alarm was the villain of the story. :)

Numbers on Papers

[Leaving this line blank]
.... oops did i just waste some with the dots here. My goodness, thanks to 'Blog spot', i can waste more space ;).
[Sounds like some traditional advertisement]

[Evening..]
Busy with the day schedule of work, you return home to give some time to yourself. On the shelf you find a number waiting for you to reach. On the back of your mind, you see the happiness attached with this number, just when it gets to you, it traps you, haunts you.


Does it all answer to your quietness? How many of these numbers do you have in your pasts? How do you manage to return it back to them?


"Huufff ... 23rd of April, so soon. The time is now (depressed)".


[Few Moments later]
Teant Teant!!! Teant Teant!!!
[A Text Message on your mobile, similar to one below]


Dear Customer,
Payment for your
Credit Card XXXX-XXXX-
XXXX-1234,has been
confirmed.
Total Amount Due: 12,xxx Rs/-
Minimum Amount Due: 7xx Rs/-
Amount Paid: 6,xxx Rs/-
[EOM]

Secret

Curiosity, eagerness are just taste of few moments right before exploring the secrets. Everyone posses this. Its the girl/guy next door that you know since ages, family member(s), the one you love. No one is an open book. Believe me, you have a secret and even this author does.

The point i want to prove is that everything that we hear starts from a BIG SECRET and then it takes a stage of a rumor or a fact. This blog is out of both.

If I tell you a secret right now, how could i count on you. How could I know that it will be safe with you. How could i end up trusting you when i know that its going to lead to massive issues between us. What if that secret is so heavy on you that you probably thought not knowing it in the first case was better.
But you still want to know. You still want to take your chances. You still want to get into an argument or probably fight with me for it.

What is it that drives you to push on a Secret? Is it this statement, 'If I tell you a secret right now...'

Relax, go back in time and think: How many secrets of yours have really been a secret? Where is the fault?

Figure it out yourself...
You will get the answer within you. See, Now that is a secret.

#3353

Its been a while for me to scribble in this place. So thought might as well take a 180 degree turn from my topic and write a true story that i witnessed today morning. As like usual days, I take auto-rickshaw from my place to office,big thanks to my laziness and not to blame my company to keep flexi timings.

The daily fare from my home to office is some 70 odd figure. But to my notice I always end up paying more. Few days back, I paid some 20 bucks extra for the faulty meter that guy had or it was expected there.

What i witnessed today I wanted to let this out and basically ask some questions to you. Today, as always, i was late by 5 mins. A usual walk from my house to Omega Health care to board an auto from there.


[Omega Health Care]
Me :Outer Ring Road
Auto Rickshaw1 : 1.5 meter
Me: I commute daily and i pay on meter
Auto Rickshaw1: No, 1.5 final


[Moved to the next auto behind, the auto rickshaw driver looked a aged man and i asked him the same question.To my surprise, he agreed on first go... good from me till now].

[Near Junction 100 m away]
Driver: Sir, Pay me 20 rupees extra
Me: You are suppose to mention this to me right before I board it.
Driver: Sir, I understand, but there are problems in my family
Me (sternly): Everyone has problems. Everyone goes through the problems.

Driver: My Daughter is Ill.

I kept quite. He continued.

Driver: There is something to do with liver I guess. I am in such a condition right now that i dont even have 300 Rupees.

[I remembered as everyday i ended up paying more, I can manage this time as well and agreed to pay him 20 more.I opened my bag, reached for my music player to relax over the morning with some good music. ]

[At Old Airport's crossing - 6 Km from my destination]

[The Rickshaw guy looked back]
Driver: Sir, I was hired as a Driver in a family. It seems every bad things happen to me only.

[A thought rushed through my mind. This statement was not so strange to me after all.]

Driver(cont.): Today morning, I thought i could ask them for help. but to my surprise they have left for Delhi this morning. His Mother had a heart attack. Bad Times come to me only.
Sir please help me.

[I felt a bit uncomfortable as i have already been through this situation once and ended up loosing more than gaining, and trust was a major issue. Confused me as always.]

Me: I think everything will take its time to mend. Have Faith in god. He's there to help you.


[*The Turnaround (Again) ...4 Km from the destination]

Driver: Its just the matter of 300 Rupees. Sir, Please see if you could help.

[This time when he looked back he was broken. A tear had dropped off his eyes and..]
Driver(cont.): I gave all my strength to my wife at home and... i am 67 years old, i wish i could do something more... but now i dont have enough strength.

[Turned back]

[I had time to think. I had already done a mistake of helping a stranger. Should i give it another shot or should i stick to my experience and forget all this that ever existed.]

[Confused me took out my wallet and check the money that i had. Since its almost end of month and mostly, No saving I took out 174 Rupees]

Me: This is 174 Rupees. This is maximum i can do right now.
[By saying this i handed him the money 2 Km before the destination.]
Me(cont.): What's the name of your daughter?
Driver(Immidiate Answer): Razia, Razia Sultan. With love, we call her Razu.

[I felt good hearing her name. :)]

[At Destinaiton, I got out of the rickshaw and told him].

Me: Don't weak out. Have faith in god.
[He said 'thank you' in normal Indian tradition of 'Namaste'].

By saying this... I walked to my office...

His autorickshaw number was 3353. Which i could never forget.

------- End of Story---------

There are few questions which I want to ask you.
Question1: Was I right?
Question2: What would you have done?
Question3: What would have confused you?
Question4: Do you think this was true?
Question5: If your answer is yes, What would have been the ultimate barrier to cross?

Thanks for looking into it,
Piyush

I was thinking to jot down some of the items for my wish list which definately included loads of electronics gadgets. The price was totaled up to some unexpectedly huge some and my pocket had none, so where to turn, is a piece of advice which i will be stating in this blog. Yes my friend you at the right Super market ' Chinese Trade-ins..

History(yawn... ZZzzz..zzZzZ.zzz ): This is one useless piece of shit.. who the fuck wants to know the history of their selling, all we are interested in some cheap deals and in return some stuff / Gadgets( in my case ) which can entertain me for 6 month....

Lets just say its like in our luck, since the time you got yourself booked for this blog, had you been using any chinese stuff, trust me , it would have either been in ICU(Intensive Care Unit) or already dead.

It just takes 14 Seconds i garuntee you 14 Seconds for a chinese stuff to reach that state
I am not kidding, I am so not kidding....

Just have a look At this



Apart from all this these Chinese products can be Fatal too

Poisonous Toothpaste: The FDA recently found that several low-priced toothpastes imported from China contained diethylene glycol, which poisons the liver and kidneys and depresses the central nervous system.


I would say make up your mind buy cheap and so Not Chinese..


on small note Of Good Bye .. here is some awesome Pic of Chinese Menu







And So Obviously The Food Menu All So Complicated ;)

Introduction

Hi All

Blogging begins here...