My Excogitation

Of late, I feel that I am the contrarian in most of the debates that I am put into. In most of the discussion there are a majority and there is minority and I now belong to the minority. There is nothing wrong in being the minority, but its gets tough when you are the only one in that minority group and you are up against everyone. Earlier, I used to argue to just get on others nerves and try to figure out how strong people feel about things that they abide by. Now-a-days I am not even a devil's advocate, but I still belong to the minority group. Many a times the debate has gone to the wire and I have got on people's nerves and I have also lost my control. Some people have conviction and are quite persuasive when they argue. I love rhetoric and I aspire to be more and more persuasive. Nothing feels wrong anymore. Every point I put out feels logically correct and perfectly accurate to the situation. Not just at home, even in office I am the only contrarian of the group. W

On Independence day every normal human being would hoist their flag or sing their anthem or posts something on social network or just sit at home and enjoy the holiday. This is what I normally used to do every year. But this year 15th Aug 2012 was totally different for me. I learned the true value of freedom after being captive. Even though this captivity was for just 10 minutes; it was real hard to spend those minutes. Folks at home had gone out and I was the only one at home. I usually lock the front door from inside and did the same. I went out to the balcony to take a photo of a housefly and wasn't getting a proper angle. The slider door of the balcony was in my way, so pushed it off and took a pic. And this is when it flashed that the slider has gone all the way and got locked. There was no way to open the slider door from outside. The front door was locked from inside and all the keys of all the door were inside. I was totally dumb-struck and was on a balcony with no way

As the definition goes 'Haters are those people that simply cannot be happy for another person's success'. So rather than being happy they make a point of exposing a flaw in that person or if he turns out flawless, they suffer and get themselves buried in jealousy. Every other proverb says that when you are surrounded by haters it means that you are doing better. But my motive is not to compete with them and prove to them that I am the better person. Here I always perform actions such that they should be jealous. Most of my actions are to make my haters jealous and they should also try to act similarly and then they should fail. Well, stopping it here would mean I am just like anyone else. I want them to fail over and over again and at the end of it all, they should die. It is a point that I make sure that I grow to such an extent that they die out of frustration of their incompetence to win over me. It became more and more evident in the recent past. I have accu

Falling is a major cause of personal injury. And injuries are nothing new to me. I have had quite a few falls in my life, be it on a cycle, a bike or even on a floor. Till date I have had 6 noticeable falls that I remember off. Two of them on my cycle, two on bike and two when on ground. The first day when I got my cycle I was riding it to my Gramps house and that's where I had my first fall. And then on the way back also I had a itsy-bitsy accident. Both of them was when I was taking a left turn. Then there was the two falls, when I was riding bike, these were also left turn falls. It is a bit weird that I had all of my falls on while making a left turn and also all of them happened when I was riding single.  I did a more in-depth search of my memory bank and it became even more weirder. I fell off twice when I was jumping. I don't remember the exact reason as to why I was jumping in the first place, but I still did and fell off. Both the times I fell, I got real b

This was one of the most unplanned ride that I have ever been on. It was decided on Saturday 7th April late night. Me and my bro-in-law, Vijay with our bikes Royal Enfield Thunderbird and Royal Enfield Classic started off on 8th April at 7 AM. Though the place was a blissful scenic beauty, the whole plan was to concentrate more on riding our demons. The Royal rides I wanted to reach as high speeds as possible on this trip. From the start itself, the odometer was wavering between 80 and 100 kmph. I was pushing it hardest with my very mediocre bike riding skills. That wasn't actually the case for my bro-in-law. He was a pro, in other words he had the skills to actually even perform stunts. It wasn't something new for him, but on this Classic it was his first trip. He was reaching top speeds without a sweat and also cruised through the traffic. On the way to Mahadevapura, the max that I reached was 110 kmph. It was a dream come true, when I touched 110 for the first time

These lines are the ones that came to my mind when I really looked at it again. When I looked at shit, it said "Complete your work and then only leave!"... When I looked at shit, it said "Dont be shocked, I am not even 1/100th of you"... When I looked at shit, it said"Its ok; the guy outside would not have heard you"...

I always liked the English language even from school. Even my favorite teacher in school was the English teacher. English for me is more important than even my mother-tongue. Now-a-days all I see is a ruined language, everyone thinks its cool to actually spell the words wrong and capitalize in unwanted places and also they try to add numbers in words. They call this the SMS or the youth language. But those idiots don't understand that they are actually ruining themselves in front of the next generation. If people from the future see all those stupid way of using English; they would surely say that some idiot taught them the language or they would even consider these English-illiterate fools as mentally retarded. Using 'u' in place of you and 'v' in place of we, are to an extent acceptable. But using 'hoe' in place of how and 'hApiE' in place of happy and similar things aren't stupid but its just retarded. See the quote below. Just because y

Mondays for a software engineer should be sober, dull and mundane. Monday's are the least productive days for me. It is not just that, but I lose interest to even gym on Mondays. Back when I was in school, mondays were the days I hated and would have done any goddam thing to escape a single monday. It was like a slow-start-week-syndrome. And this was the my mondays till last few weeks. Now I just get up every monday feeling so fresh as if I was a veggie that was just taken of the plant. On mondays I don't fear my kryptonite, the Sleep . Sunday night are specially relaxing even though I know that there is a deadly monday coming. I get the best sleep on a sunday night and the brightest and most alert monday wake-ups. Every morning bus rides are sleepy except for those on mondays. The fact that I am writing this post on a monday morning itself proves that I somehow have come to a point in my life where I have stopped to hate mondays. Is this the end of the world for me

Water drops fell from the sky like gems on this earth, which is so dry. Looked up and saw the black clouds in swell and the mud filing the air with a vibrant smell. Wish this could go on for ever allowing the heat to come up, never. Making all those dull trees green hiding the sun which grew so mean. Rain rain please don’t go away and don’t let the sun take over another day…

I always do stuffs without drikin, my brain keeps on over thinkin. Wheneva I wanted to say it to you, something in my mind would stop from goin through. I love you more than I love myself, coz this heart has given up itself. I just can’t be lovin you no more, I have to stop these thoughts in a war. So many times I tried, but all for nothing coz I’m afraid. Just for the love to you baby, so long, I am driven this crazy. The thing I am trying to forget is all true, coz its the one side love to you. I just.. I cant.. I just can’t be lovin you no more, but I cant give this thing up and swim to the shore. This poem was inspired by a song from Diddy Dirty Money [Loving You No More ft. Drake]

This is not a post which says how awesome it is to be a kid. This is that awkward part of being a kid. I am not sure about other countries, but here in India parents are really proud of their kids. And this post post shows how bad it was being one and those really weird moments. The first and foremost thing was that when ever there were relatives at home, me and my sister were called out from our room to introduce us to the guests. It was a real great thing for my parents, but as a kid it was more like a fashion show. I hated it, totally. Let alone the fashion show, then the act of the talent show comes up. I had a good vocal ability, so I could normally sing well in my younger days. So right after that fashion show it was my talent show. I was many a times asked to sing to them, as if I was some kind of entertaining robot. But for a parent it was a real proud thing. Being praised for a multi-talented kid is something of an achievement for them. I was born a Brahmin, so gh

"Friend in need is a friend in deed." It is one of the most selfish statements that has been made in history. Lemme break it down to explain the selfishness in this statement. Friend in need - A friend who is in need (needs help). Friend in deed - A friend who will do some deed (will help you). So basically all that statement is saying that if there is a friend who needs help, then you should assume that he/she will help you someday. If one follows this statement he/she would be helping friends only because that they will help them in turn. It is a total act of selfishness. It is such a lame statement, that is used so much in this world. And it is even taught in school to the kids and then everyone expects us to be unselfish and lead a selfless life huh?! If there is a right way of saying this then the quote should have been like this " Friend in need is a friend indeed ". If he/she is remembers you when in need, then that person is actually your t

My brain ain't got no poetry no more my cold mind is in a heavy sore. The path I sought, took me so low it just made me lose my rhythm flow. Nothing flashed from a very long time so it had to be closed, my brain's rhyme. It had been a long time since I had update my other blog My Brain's Rhyme , so I closed that blog and every poem of mine ova there will be posted here. And if I ever find my rhyme back, I would be posting it here from now on.

Recently rode Bangalore Metro , so this my experience and what you can expect when you ride it for the first time. This was my first ever ride in a metro or tram or any other rail transport within the city. I was really excited when I realized that I was about to ride the so much hyped "Namma Metro". As metro is pretty new in Bangalore, people has made it a fun ride rather than regular commute. So expected a huge crowd and wasn't that bad. Since it was my first ever metro ride, I was super psyched. The process that they follow and the ticketing system was something new and good. The best part about the metro was the timings of these things, they are perfect. A board said that the train would arrive in 2 min at MG Road and it did. I Didn't walk into it, coz people pushed me into it. Then the ride was something new, but I didn't actually enjoy it; coz it was very slow for a metro. Reached Byappanahalli. Now the real annoying part of my experience began. Got

Cyanide and Happiness © Explosm.net In a hypothetical world; if heaven and hell existed, then an evil person would always enjoy being in hell.The reason is because of the emperor of hell, Satan. Satan is a creature exactly opposite to that of God. So if God depicts everything good then Satan would be bad.  When a Evil person is sent to hell, he/she would be in a place where there is a ruler (Satan) who would enjoy evil. Thus he/she would not punish that evil person. In turn he/she would be considered great depending on the number of crimes that one has done.  Just like a very good person would enjoy heaven, depending on the good things that he/she has done; in a similar way evil person would enjoy hell. Its just that every soul be it good or evil would end up enjoying after life. If there is a real necessity to punish the evil person, then he/she has to be sent to heaven to life an afterlife by being a good person. That would be a real punishment. I got this ide

New year resolution is one of the most important things that I do every year, but none the less I never ever had kept the resolution for the whole year till last year. Well one more thing about my previous new year resolutions was that they weren't as influential as my last one. Did you ever try to live all by yourself. Just once, not listening to leads, managers, parents, elders, teachers and your so called well-wishers. Yeah and now this is my resolution for 2011. I for once, the last year, lived a life by my own; choice I made was my very own. Did not even take orders from anyone. Yes I have been advised a lot as usual, but I considered only a few real important ones. I had a ball of time last year, probably because I kept my resolution. It felt so much free that I am the cause of my fall or rise and I finally have no one else to blame for. I for one is a person who believes that ' The day one stops improving is the day one should call it quit from life '