Long time no see!

"Long time no see" said my blog to me. Yeah it has been a pretty lengthy period; cricket world cup, the flu and the tooth aches held my fingers back. Well I am not still fully recovered from the above mentioned yet. 

Still am going through the after shocks of the finals, where Sri Lanka lost to India. Sri Lanka did well to reach the finals. But the better team won at the end. Still think to myself that we could have put up a better fight.

I have been having this short and frequent flu like attacks recently. Starts with a sore throat then a cold (sneezing and phlem) and sometimes a mild fever. At the moment though, nothing to be alarmed. But wish it goes away quickly. It is a head-ache.

I, not being a great fan of doc visits is a well known fact among my friends and family. Eventually as my teeth gave me lots of problems, I had my left brain convinced and made a visit to the dentist.

It was a small shabby place and the doctor was well recommended by two of my close associates, who had they tooth mining done there. It was a nerve wracking experience visiting the tooth fairy. The drills, excavators, water sprays all those heavy jargons used in the mining world are used here too, which made my forehead sweat.

She tells me that the pulp close to the enamel and the sixth is discoloured outside which means there should be a rot inside.. What the heck! I thought to myself, never did like the dentist race very much. Yes I am a racist, who stand against the teeth excavators. 

All said and done! Finally I feel that some junk is removed from my mouth, something alien is no-more inside me! Bravo doc you did it! I paid her a fortune and said thank you very much as she smiled ironically.   

Dream Vs Life

Dream- You are the architect of your world and create everything the way you want! You are god.

Life- Your mind says that there is an extra ordinary power which controls everything that happens around you. You're not god, instead you pray to god to change life the way you want!

The concept of a dream is not predetermined, though sometimes when something particular is thought intensely in your unconscious mind, it eventually sets a dream theme.

Dreams which are classified as fun are the ones which are random. You fly, run, scream, float in mid air and sometimes I have tried to pinch myself in middle of a dream to keep a reality check.

Though the concept is not predetermined the content can be moulded to one's wish. A bit hard, but can be done with some mind effort.

                                                                       

Some say that the real world and the dream world are poles apart. And I sure did write this post with that in mind. I did some study on dreams and came to know that the purpose of dreams is yet to be understood and that negative emotions are more common that positive ones.

Am I living in a dream, where I cannot do a reality check? When I pinch I do not feel the difference! Or do I have to do something else, like die... to wake up, like in the movie inception... or take a pill... to go to the real world, like in the movie matrix... Why am I referring only the movies? Do not I have my own creative ideas? Or has the media deprived me of my creativity? Creativity is for dreamers. Oh... there is a sign that says “Dreaming is prohibited”.

When you are inside a dream, have you ever felt that you are in a real world; everything that happens seems to be real. Dreams are made surrealistic in eight hours.

So when life is made surrealistic? I do not know the answer to that my friend. What you and I know is that with some effort, dreams can be modelled... We both know that we are living in a dream, don't we?

Just tilt the moment and think. The Japanese Tsunami, Australian Storm, New Zealand Earthquake and what are to follow? What if all of a sudden the earth splits in two under your feet! It would be called the Splitter. The news stations would be covering the story more efficiently than the previous catastrophe. People all over the world would be opening up charity sites. But the acceptance of the inevitable will be lacking in our human race. As history has proved to us, everything which has a beginning has an end.  

Tomorrow will be unpredictable, yesterday is to be written in the history books and the present is to be created. Created by our dreams, a creation of infinite anomalies.

Cry at Night!! Oh please cry alone....

He witnessed a blanket of blue, "where am I" Michael wondered, as he looked around, he began to realize that there was a colossal distance between his feet and land. As he tried to move, his body grazed softly beneath, it was like cool wool soaked in water and at the horizon he witnessed the most brilliant sunrise, birds flying through a field of gold. 

"Am I in heaven?” he thinks, No! He was on top of a cloud. Before he could think of why he his here, he is taken back by the new experience. His curiosity made him wander over the edge and there was a telescope pointed below.

Wait! If you think this story is about Michael, it is not. He gazed through the glass and saw a life of a little girl. The story is about the little girl, Sarah. Little girl kisses her mom and says goodbye as she leaves her home, holding back her tears, hoping that she would find enough money to make all her worries go away. Little that she knew, the pursuit of money would bring in new worries!

She sets foot on an unknown land, surrounded by unknown faces; all that she knows is that her sisters are in hunger. The city, full of vultures, who hang around in the darkness, until she kneels, wounded, scared. Sarah is not that kind; she is a fighter, a phoenix.

But she cries in the night, all alone, where no one sees her fragility. No one but one, Michael sees her, and he wishes her sorrows ended. He is helpless to help, wished that she would find fortune.

To be continued..................

Feeling that he never fathomed...

"Please talk to me" he says, "I wish I had not met you" she says. It was way too much for him to bear. But it did not start this way, she was his only world. They were like wax and fire, for one to burn other would melt, inseparable until death, they seemed. 

There was fun, passion and care when the two were with each other. She regretted that she had to come out first with her love; she tried to bury the truth, but it exhumed, she had to tell him or lose him. The choice made, was the choice that she will regret.

Lonely he felt, though there were many around him, he felt warmth around her. And when he got the nod, something felt wrong; he knew that in this game of love insanity is the inception. 

You start to play it is like a game of Russian roulette (is a potentially lethal game of chance in which participants place a single round in a revolver, spin the cylinder, place the muzzle against their head and pull the trigger-Wikipedia) either one could get hurt.

The day was strange. "There is something I would like to tell you" she said. Along came the test, a test which every relationship goes through. It was nasty, like a stone thrown at a window, how hard tried; reassembled pieces never looked the same, it broke away...

He pleaded her to return, shores were passed, the journey back was impossible for her, though she wanted, she thought it was not worth the sweat.

It was hard for him to breath, he felt this pain on his back, it was excruciating. Memories were all he had, he does not want to them go, but element called time has other plans for him. The pain gets worse and one night he feels something growing inside him. In curiosity he feels his shoulders and wings pierced through his skin.  He let out a cry in pain and suddenly the pain has vanished.  Shades were open, exposing the outside world. There he saw the moon, the stars, the beauty of it all and jumped of the window. He flew away in pain but with gain, to discover his newly found freedom.

Reflection from the songs-Love the way you lie (Eminem ft:Rihanna), Russian roulette(Rihanna), and the blog http://anunconventionalmind-hannahg.blogspot.com/2011/02/curse-of-loveless.html   

Held Up! An alternate visitor.

Ahh... was held up by a visitors(dishtv repairmen).... who in the end did not appear up to now. So I had to shift the plans of climbing, for tomorrow...

While waiting for them, the door bell rang, and I went outside to open the gate to see who was it. It was my dad. As he stepped closer towards the door there was something crawling on our veranda. There it was it was a small dark cobra. That one was a timid creature but usually aggressive and surely venomous.

He crawled under a mat which was laying there on the car porch floor. Dad was a person who had faced these kind of encounters in the past and he wanted it dead. Damn I killed it. It felt horrible to kill a living creature of the wild. This was not the first time we had an visitor from the wild. A different kind of snake appeared at the edge of our garden about a month ago and it took the same fate as this one.

There had been increased number of human versus animal encounters in recent past due to  mainly deforestation, and extreme weather situations. And incident like this will prevail in the future too.

I hope that i do not meet up with the mother of that cobra!!!! I am very sorry Mrs.Cobra... I really am. I was expecting a different visitor.

Qi- The Energy Within

As I open the blinds in my room, I see bright sunshine majestically entering into my room. The wind is cool, and my feet tickle beneath, so I opt to sit down and write or read. Where I end up doing both. While sipping a cup of ginger tea that my mother made, I feel kind off energetic. Wanting to do millions of things.

Where does this energy come from?.  Have you come across the word "Qi" other than the title of this post!. In Indian yoga terms its called pranayama. The energy flow forming inside of any living thing. The belief is that Qi is the flow of energy that sustain the living beings..

Whatever terminology used, I really think that there is some energy flow in my surrounding. But I am yet to have my breakfast. And it seems to be fast depleting.. So peace to nature. I gotta go. Gonna have my breakfast and go for a walking around the mountains.

I am addicted

From the time I started to blog, I have spent most of my free time in front of my laptop blogging. I need to do some time management calculations. Thus I do like writing though I may not be so good at it! And I force my friends to read it... I need to continue this...

Well until the time I return from the world with a sky and land. Adios.. See ya most probably.. tomorrow!

Silicon Chip

Roamed over the Find Friends link, thought over and clicked. Then i was shown with a list of people that the computer logically recognizes that i might know, based upon the assumption that i might know the friends of my friends, co-workers, schoolmates, living in the same city etc.... Where I do find people I know(well i should say i would like to get to know but I will, sometimes never get to know, though they are my silicon chip friends).

My cousin brother a cartoon fanatic gave me a this animated short drama called "South Park". Where the boy Stan(or that is what I remember his name was) is caught up on this social networking. The funniest part was where his dad sends him a friend request and he does not accept it. So his dad asks him "am I not your friend, aren't you gonna accept my request!"

There would be some phone numbers in our mobile address book that has not been never used and sometimes might not know who it may be! Well reflecting on the technology has it help the relationships to grow? what was the situation when there was no such connecting technology?

Era where there were no telecommunication, people used to write letters even from battlefields, no address there might not be a letter.  Today the letters are historical archives... Used to write when was in the college hostel and sure DID like it.. Darwin's theory of evolution does not only apply to living organism but in this situation it applied to the organism called "letters". It has given away its traits to the silicon chips and because it  has not adapted to the current changes, is becoming extinct.

As I devised a cunning plan to experiment why? I played an favorite song of mine "Cloud number 9" from the time I started to write this to see whether I would get fed-up. Well I surely did Its like drinking a glass of water for the 10th time.

Ahh.... but surely we cant be fed-up of water..no matter how many substitutes emerge...  the law of diminishing utility is only for the short-term.. I surely do pray that it is short-term and that none would find out that it is long-term... The Monkeys are not extinct :-)

Random

After I come home after work, don't I feel sleepy! But the curiosity of getting to know the hits in my blog drags me to switch on my laptop. The figures aren't so good, but there seems to be some new hits.. As my battery power drops below 31% I start to put out the words....

Today, after a long time went out climbing, such an relaxing feeling it brings in. It is like breathing in and breathing out, like meditation, When you climb up, it's like breathing in and down you come it's like breathing out.... Recalled the toe thumb rule that my father taught me when climbing. You should press your toe thumb down when you climb for grip...

Was not able to go to stream nearby the monastery, as they have mentioned that no trespassing! Well words seem to be not flowing so see you on another note...

Colours

When we built our house, me and my brother wanted our room window facing the east. Today when I woke up after yesterday's late night sleep, the bright radiance of light was seeping through the embossed window glasses. The shine was at its brilliance... The sun shows its glory...

Water was cool not cold nor hot it was cool, kissed my face as it was my lover, the energy seeped through body as Poseidon the Greek water god possessed me.

Stepped outside as the air scented with pine brushed my hair. The creatures of the domesticated world going about their daily routine.. The plants and flowers feeling the energy in the wind, give out a stunning look, which puts me off my feet..

Mountains stand proud with regency... Greenery sway as they were dancing to the winds beat... O great thou art... O great thou art....

Pinocchio-Where Dreams are Born

"I do love you, I've always loved you!"  says Monica to David for the last time and that was the everlasting moment he has been waiting for. This was the ending of one the masterpieces of spielberg. How would it be to be in his shoes. to be the boy who will never find love. The boy who was built to express his feelings by a push of a button but was denied the true feelings shown in return.

Monica was in a dilemma between her true son whom she was biologically programmed to love and what the society approves of; on the other hand David the Mecha-Robot who(not which) loves her unconditionally. This brings up the question of the creation of feelings can it be merely by chemical reactions? Well the question has haunted me over the years and damn it I've decided to let it be simple take it as it is,  do not ask too many questions when it comes to emotions.

Back to the Mecha the society does not approve of the bonding between the Human and the Mecha. So it orders for its dismantling. Monica though knowing the fact that it is just a robot has the true sense of feeling which she hides inside her. She lets him out in the open, if she had dismantled him it would have been the end, all would have been back to normal, but something inside her decided else.

David goes in search of the fairy godmother who would turn the wooden boy to a real boy....And finally finds out that he is just another project of the mastermind, an actor playing his role in this world.

Could not grasp the truth in his mind, with shattered dreams, getting to know that what he believed in his whole lifetime was a lie. David escapes the world...

But the superpower is not so evil he finds him way forward in the super mechas world. Where they grant him a wish, a day, a day with his mother.. He wakes her up for the last time... pours her coffee just the way she likes for the last time..... get his hair styled for the last time.... plays with her for the last time.... tells her all his stories for the last time.... And blows out the candles of his first and last birthday cake. As the candle light dims away so does the light outsides.. It is time to draw the shades.. Monica goes to bed for the last time.. Kisses David and says " I do love you, I've always loved you!"

Strength of a woman

This goes to all the women in my life....

This brings back memories of the opposite sex encounters i have met with! and the song by shaggy Strength of a woman.

The lyrics says it all..

She's the sun that casts the shadow. The eagle that protects her nest.. For the love of god , she is the synonym  of love. You made me who i am today.

You are the iron lady... the heart that never forgot to beat, the soul that never lacked the energy to care... The soul that longed for love... I think god got jealous that he did not have such a person to love that he took you away.... Always will cherish your memories...

The flowers that bloomed my childhood.... My first ever friends..... The innocent smile... The funny games... and the sad departures.. Thank you for the wonderful time...

When i sailed the stormy seas.. you all were my fellow sailors.. helping me to steady the ship... along the way we sure did not miss to have lots of fun.... I am sure it would have been one of the unreleasable memories of our lives..... oh the strength of a woman amazes me....

I got up one morning and felt this strange feeling.... The most ecstatic... She felt the same... Bond of the women is something unexplained... the scent of her breath takes me high.. she's like my puff of cocaine... with those soft lips of hers.. she made the never ending stream of fire that cools my breath... She was the symbol of a strength of a woman....

Those shaking  hips and the  S curved body makes me go crazy..... The  black curly hair and her infinite grace puts me in limbo.... Oh woman.............I pray that you would have the strength of a woman......

The Cricket World Cup!

They say it the pearl of the Indian Ocean. And it sure is. The last world cup match which was played here was in 96 and I remember Aravinda scored is top knock and the team recorded the highest score in ODIs which was not broken in several years. The Aussies and Windies boycotted their games here, because of security reasons and maybe they thought it does not matter.

As the two teams found out later it was a major mistake in their world cup campaign. It was called Pinch Hitting, was told that found by Michael Greatbatch and perfected by the Sri Lankan duo. Sanath and Romesh both were  scintillating at the beginning, then come the anchors aravinda, gurusinghe, ranathunga, hashan and roshan. Not only the batting but also the bowling was great vaasi and murali were more than reliable. Promadaya, Pencil Kumar and Aravinda chipped in when its needed.

What the team holds in the present is, in my opinion, somewhat greater than the 96 team but the other teams have grown and perfected too. The Aussies well have not performed upto expectations in the recent past and the main cause is that their batting has let them down. But they can kick back at any time and they are good at it. The English team has built up a strong team comprising a strong batting line up and an attacking bowling squad. Well the Springboks and the Black Caps too have a formidable team. But the Indian and the Sri Lankans have the home advantage at their disposal. Or else who knows will it be a suprise like in 96?. Well we have to wait and see.........

Novel Thought

Ever Felt like you have been wandering around an infinite circle.... Felt that you got this urge to brake out but you cannot, because the system has tied your neck around the spinning wheel......... Ever felt that it is not worth taking a risk, thus you are too lazy to break the circle.......... 


Well enough feeling and get ready to break the routine. Believe me I have gone through it all. And just could not resist to break the glass. It felt awesome........... People asked me whether i am insane! Well what the heck!! 


One day when I wake up, rub my eyes, go and do the brushing, take a wash, iron my shirt... and so on and so forth  all of a sudden I realize that this is what I have been doing through out, over and over again.. A repetition of the same routine. How much I plan to break out of it, I am either too lazy or too much entangled in the system. So hell with the planning and double hell with the system.


So there it is a radical twist in the flow.. Took my backpack packed some cloths, tooth brush, soap and my MP3 player. Went to a nearby book store and bought a Country tour guide book. And there it started. "Haste" was the keyword and "Plan" to be avoided most of the times. So first went to the railway station tourist guide section to find a detailed map(how much I tried to divert myself from planning sometimes it is needed! Our forefathers were not fools!), because the book did have a big one. No luck with the map, searched in every big book store.. well what they had was the map which the school children use. I thought to myself... there aren't many defects in the heads  like me and is not tried out much around here. 


Finally went to the bus stand and got into a bus......... 


Where am i headed  to? and what did i find out? is to be continued in my next blog..... 


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