Colorblind

The fading effect in the movie is on purpose. The blur of white and a sudden colorful exposure would be a perfect contrast in the initial scene of the movie.

The color white symbolizes the motive of peace and calmness. On the contrary, the black would be extreme, repulsive, oppressive and a sign of obsessiveness. The black would drive you to the shades of darkness where you would expect the unexpected. The shift of the time, the rotation of the earth, the day changing to the night, the leaf drying from green to gray everything has a color and certainly it changes over a period of time.

If you are trying to catch up on Author's thought of co-relating it to the human's errand then the judgment is completely mistaken. The point is not to bring in the similarity or prove the timely effect on human but to pin the color shift and their effect on us. How about this, the difference between the 2 extremes of the colors is so distinctively defined that the impression is justified by just a glance of either. The Darker would be evil and the Lighter would be calm. We want the latter but the former is more attractive, isn't it. So are we color blinded?

The power of colors : http://www.buzzle.com/editorials/1-13-2005-64166.asp

I see the BLUE sea!!!

Navigating myself through the deep narrow lane, seeing people all around, questioning myself 'How difficult is it to understand them?'. The answer was a blank space. The question didn't ring any bells.

Evading from this deep stained misled thinking, I headed back to the square one. The mood was easy to pass with the music worth. The evening mystified well. The unexplained, not forgotten, stayed behind the uneasy part of me.

The following morning I realized the answer existed in something which belonged to me, my observation. It wasn't so simple to get it straight. I looked around, I observed individuals amongst the masses; read their faces and understood their simple, fair and innocent judgmental emotions which eased out so peacefully on them.

Particularly the one, i couldn't forget, an old man in white kurta, with traditional dhoti, standing straight with white mustache rounded near his old wrinkled cheeks. He stood still, smiling proudly with heavy load on his head.

"Now, Do you see the same BLUE sea that I see?" :-)

2 Minutes!

2 Minutes!! The easiest way to get off the hook with something you precisely want to avoid. Probably getting the things straight and easy was never an answer in life. The reasoned always wanted to question, the excuse was just few minutes away or like the topic suggests, Just 2 Minutes away.

Is the point of Question an Excuse worth 2 minutes or to test the patience? Probably, An Impatient guy like me would take those 2 minutes as an excuse to get rid of the situation. But like I remember, way back in 1998, badminton court near my house, waiting for my turn to go to the court and play some 'Smash Hits', Arjun mentioned me being completely one who wouldn't agree to my statement above.

So where have I gone wrong?
What is this urge?
What is this Speed?
Its so difficult to track it.
Is it so difficult to slow down...................

But as the fate driving the time line is just questioning my old skills, probably asking me to hang in there and not ruin something precious. Your never know, Probably these 2 minutes are 'Quite' relaxing!.... :)

Ultimate 'B'

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"I am Trying to tune to a particular channel. All I can hear is just noise and its so regular!! Stupid Radio".
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Think of this, the river knows its path. It sincerely does the job of carrying everything that comes in its way. The confusion doesn't exist there. Now relate yourself to this current flow, of this stream. You have just carried your thoughts to the Level 1. Your level 2 is what you need to figure out.

The point is still not clear, isn't it. "Author, The topic is in no relation to what you talking about." So, let me put the ball in your court and ask you this, "In past couple of years, How much time you have devoted to yourself??" (Avoid relating your common life strings to this as I would sincerely ask you to read the second para above to escalate your thoughts).

Relax,Realize,Refresh! See something different in things around you! How have you imagined world to be changing. Picture the Xsy-Y-Zie co-ordinates of your mind and learn to apply the Complex-Yet-So-Simple functions to it. Its easy for you to step up to the Level 2 and you know that is the answer to your Ultimate 'B' :-)

My Personal Doze of Heroin

The blog kept stale for a while. I kept myself preoccupied with something which is never to late to get used to, an Addiction.

"Upstate, cloud cover and a story so strange, full of expressions and thirst covered in midst of blue, black and white. Bloodshed none, but yet it was the rush for it. The quench of thirst was equal in half, one for the rush and one the love. Every sunny day it kept on disappearing, the gems weren't worth the display to the needy and selfish remains of humans."

"He knew he was taking a risk, she wasn't one of them. The smell of her hair and the constant ciphers her brain was talking, it was difficult for him to part. He knew he was vegitarian. His survival was just on animal's blood, but there something missing ..."

I spectate this story daily, wishing to see a new expression; a new gem; a new motive. That defines my addiction, what is yours?

Smile Out Loud !!

Fading out of the darkness, relaxed motions of the hands I could feel. I could sense them moving, bending, folding. The immediate rush of blood through the hands pinched me.

How valuable these asset are: dipped in the mud to shape the crafts, folding together to respect the almighty, tapping fingers to background music, clapping to extent of recognition and not to forget the trembling offsets proving the uneasiness.

While typing this, my palms rested calm and my fingers are doing the talking. A pop up appears on the screen(right bottom).
The window says, "Hey, How was your day?". The picture next to the text seemed familiar to me. I remembered sharing the same taste of music and I could also recognize the constant smile coming in the form of typed expressions. The mystery of not knowing each other and yet trusting encouraged me to reply back. The Day 2, conversation became a record bagging 200 minutes top, yet it was so difficult to let go the keyboard. The acquaintance wasn't the term to be used anymore. I knew a little more attached to Her!

*Unexpected power, I could understand what had to come in and sometimes what were to exit. In her presence, I couldn't figure out this, indeed it acted wierd and the results were pretty unexpected for both. Though, Angel as I term her now, did her magic and she had to exit!! :-)

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.

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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.

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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

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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. :)