Little Realistic...

Image Source: 123rf.com Evening 7:30. Took my three year old nephew, Pannu out to play. He wanted to bring his little cycle along. I did agree. Dare I not to !!!!. When he asks something, he leaves us with only one choice. That's to say "yes". Then I didn't want to waste time quarreling with him about what to take and what not to take. We went down to the children's play ground. He was playing around with his cycle and got some question on his mind. Pannu:  yaak night time aagide? Me : Sun ilvalla adke Pannu: yak sun illa? Me: (puzzled. how do i explain him the revolution and rotation!!!!) ratri urig hogatte. ninu Mysore ge hogtiyalla haage.  adu americage hogatte. He seemed satisfied a bit. So natural to kids these questions are. Their observation is a learning experience. They question every small aspect. Interpret in a new way. It's so much fun being with them :).

Source: Pramod's kuncha-prapancha.blogspot Where are those thoughts? Where is that inspiration? The inspiration that would make me write. It occurs as if all of creativity has become hostile to the daily chores of life. No longer the fresh breeze through the window cools the eyes. Distant horizon where the sun rises n sets doesn't look fascinating anymore. Indeed, it only tells that, it's time to sleep and it's time to get up. I don't remember when was the last time I  saw the sun set. White, grey, orange and red.. yeah those were the enigmatic hues on the west sky. Thick black clouds on a rainy day. No... I no longer pay attention.Always found a little eternal bliss in the drop of rain, silence of the dark night sky, bloom of the flower, riding the scooter, finding a song  ... what not. Things that people termed boring also looked nice n interesting to me.Now neither the river nor the bridge or the fields, none of them draw my attention. I keep thinking what ...

Celebrating Gulzar saab's Birthday on 18th Aug. What magic his words have don't know. Hypnotize every time i listen to them. Just recollecting few of my fav here. Palko pe chalte [Daayra]: You'll like it at very first listening. Wanna know the perfect time to play this song? Would be the  mid-night on the terrace. Away from the city lights where u can see plenty of stars on the clear dark black sky. Katra Katra [Ijaazat] : It's a Gazal Genre. With R.D Burmanji's music u sure get the guess right! It's sung by Aashaji. I sometimes ponder over the versatality of Gulzar saab. He started his career back in 1950's and still he's writing lyrics that tops the chart busters. Sili hawaa choo gayi [Libaas]: This song reminds me 'Yaara Sili sili' everytime i listen to the song. This song has also been sung by Lataji. There are few beautiful lines i'd like to mention here.... tumse mili jo zindagi hamne abhi khoyee nahi tere sivaa koi naa th...

Image source: goodwork.com.au Sometimes i feel i'm not doing anything. I mean "ANYTHING" that I could say i dreamt this n living it now. It might sound funny to you but that's what I'm thinking. Do you ever slip to such retrospective state of mind? You do, i bet. Remember those days when you'd proudly say you would be this or that. Whatever you thought looked so perfect. Isn't it? :). I always wonder what happens to those colorful dreams. What happens to those wings that were supposed grow stronger. Why do they disappear as we grow? I long for those wings. Yearn to revive those dreams. I want to wake up  every morning with the same trust I had in my dreams those days. I'm searching for an escape from all that's going mundane.  Often I found it's just the mindset we have stops us from taking a fresh start. Hmm I do agree that experiments are only good in lab, not with life. But didn't you ever feel that you're no more on an exciting ...

In the evening I used to take a walk to a park near by and sit there for sometime. Listening to the chirps of the birds, looking at the squirrels moving around gave me peace of mind. On one such evening a little boy came to me asking me to buy groundnut. just thought it might help the boy in some way and bought it. He neatly wrapped in an old news paper, handed over to me, took two rupees and left happily. Now what do i do with these groundnuts in my hand? simply started eating it watching the squirrels climbing up , coming          down. Swiftly moving on the grass             in search of food. As few of them were moving around in my front I dropped few groundnuts for them too. All of them simply ran away but one slowly returned after sometime as if it understood my intention. We had a good time eating groundnut together.It became a routine for me to buy the groundnut, for  boy to sell it to me and for s...

ಮನಸೇ ಬದುಕು ನಿನಗಾಗಿ ಬವಣೆ ನಿನಗಾಗಿ , ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯೇ ಸುಳ್ಳಾದರೆ ಜಗವೆಲ್ಲ ಸುಳ್ಳು ಅಲ್ಲವೇ .... I don't remember how many times I might have listened to this song from Amrutavarshini. ಈಗಲೂ ಕೇಳ್ತೇನೆ ಬೇಸರವಿಲ್ಲದೇ . ಸದ್ದಿಲ್ಲದೊಂದು ರಾತ್ರಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ನಿದಿರೆ ರಜಾ ಹಾಕಿ ಕುತಾಗ, ಈ ಹಾಡಲ್ಲೇನೋ  ಆತ್ಮಿಯ ಸ್ಪಂದನ. ರಾತ್ರಿ ಒಂದೂವರೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಮೋಡ ಮುಸುಕಿ ಸಣ್ಣ ಹನಿ ಇಡುವಾಗ ಕತ್ತಲ ಹಂದರದ ಅಡಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಆಲೋಚನೆಗಳ ತೇಲಿಸುವ ಹಾಡಿನ ಮೇಳವಣೆ. ಆಗೆಲ್ಲ ಕೇಳುವ ಸದ್ದಿನಲ್ಲೇನೋ ಹೊಸ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶ. ನವಿಲುಗರಿಯು ನೇವರಿಸಿದಂತೆ. ಅದಕಾಗೆ ಈ ಹಾಡನ್ನ ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಆಲಿಸುವ ಹಂಬಲ. ಮನಸೇ ನಾ ಏನೇ ಮಾಡಿದರು ನಿನ್ನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಗಲ್ಲವೇ?....... ಈ ಭಾವ ಕುಸುರಿ ಮನಸಿನದು. ನಾವೇನಿದ್ದರೂ ಅದರಂತೆ ತಾಳ ಹಾಕುವುದು.ಮನಸ್ಸಿಗೆ ಹಿಡಿಸದ ರಾಗವೆಷ್ಟು ಕಷ್ಟವೋ ಹಿಡಿಸಿದ್ದು ಅಷ್ಟೇ ಸುಲಭ . ಗುರಿಯಿಲ್ಲದೆ ಓಡುವ ಕುದುರೆ  ಕಟ್ಟಿದಂತೆ ಮನಸಿನ ಭಾವಗಳ ಕಟ್ಟುವುದು ಅಂದರೆ.ಆದರೆ ಅದು ಹಾಗೆ ಓಡುವಾಗಲು ಚಂದ ಅಲ್ಲವೇ ? ಯಾವಾಗಲೂ  ಚಿಂತನೆಗೊಂದು ಗುರಿ ಯಾಕೆ ಬೇಕು?ಯಾವಾಗಲೊಮ್ಮೆ ಸರಿ ರಾತ್ರಿ ತನ್ನೊಂದಿಗೆ  ಅದು ತಾನೇ ಇರಬೇಕು. ತನಗೆ  ಬೇಕಾದನ್ನ ಅರಸಿ ಹೋಗುವ...

Dot Seven thirty I was in the Bus. I make sure I leave early so that I reach office early. Just a delay of about fifteen minutes usually costs an hour delay due to the slow moving traffic. So a better deal is to leave early. But today was a very unlikely day. Despite all my pre plans, I got stuck in a slooooow moving terrific traffic that in turn inspired this month's blog post :). Neither I've complaints about the traffic nor any suggestion to get out of it. First task is pretty boring and the latter is laborious. Just an observation i'd love to put up. When I got stuck in the traffic, I was about 3km away from my work place. Most of the people opted to walk rather waiting in the bus, so did I. To my surprise I didn't feel tired or irritated but was happy to be walking under soothing shade of the trees. Nostalgic I became seeing big tree on both sides of the road. It reminds me of the broad cement roads with huge trees in my home town. Reminds me of the early morni...