My Excogitation

Yes I am slave of the seven deadly sins, but Greed is the one I am most scared of . Excess is the main thing in most of the seven. And greed is basically the sickest of them all. Greed is nothing but wanting to have more, but it is rather generalized as very excessive or rapacious desire and pursuit of wealth, status, and power. I think "Greedy can even make the dead, needy". I started studying back again, tried the MS thing. I was greedy and was envy; that was the only reason I started off. Even my Mom wanted me to have a double degree (Greed again). I knew that studying is not my cup of cake, knowing this I jumped into it; all because of the greed. Now I realized I couldn't do it and here I am with a huge monetary loss. I have myself witnessed more and more people being consumer by greed. A person that I know wanted to live free spirited but then changed into a workaholic just because of greed. Also I have seen a friend of mine just toying with many job offers that

Lie to me is not just plain untruth words expressed as truth, it is more of a skillful art. There are a lot to types of lies, but I do consider only two of the following divisions. One is the planned and other is the sudden one (unplanned). As many people say that the art of lying is in the details. Yes the details are the most important for lying. For the planned lies, the lie has to be realistic and in detailed. On the contrary for the sudden one, the details has to be minimum as one might forget the finest detail. Memory is also as important as anything else. Since I am person with low on memory. I always have this one big concern wheneva I lie. But one can evade this disability by actually making a lie so real that even the truth would seem like a lie to everyone else and then live that lie. The inhabitants of a lie should be as less living as possible. A lie should not include any being which basically can speak. You cannot trust others to maintain you lie, so it is to be o

It was 7th Jan 2011. I woke up and without me being fully awake, as usual, grabbed some clothes from my closet and came to office wearing them. My friend Shyam and Akshatha joined for breakfast. At that time Akshatha asked why in this world was me and Shyam were wearing the same kind clothes. I explained to her that there was nothin' else goin' on and it was just a mere coincidence. I was sitting at my cube and it felt as if I was in a mirror maze, everywhere I turned all I could see was people (most were men) with black tee and a light blue jeans. For a person who hates uniforms this was a hell which was unimaginable and that too with uniform. Later the day during lunch saw an awful lot of people with the same attire, that's when I realized that it was not just a hell but felt like I was in some gay costume party. I kept on feeling bad after seeing more and more people (only men) with the same kinda attire. That's when I put my jacket on even in scorching heat just

My Brain's Rhyme will be the site where in I will put my poem and from now on My Excogitation will not hold my poems. So for all those who wanna read my poems please visit My Brian's Rhyme . Also I wanted to try wordpress blogs so started it.. :) My Brain's Rhyme -  http://sunilsairam.wordpress.com/