I do not know any sweet words, nor I am a sweet talker of times
though I will let my actions speak for me more than my words
but there will be mornings I will leave you alone in your bed
only to return to lose myself a thousand kisses deep

* with sincere apologies to Leonard Cohen

no! its got nothing to with that!

this one is more like image building inside the cubicle jungle! with the help of couple of well practised jingles how I can impress the beautiful distraction next door because of which I have been listening to the wooshing sound the deadlines make as they pass by with some weird regularity they seem to have!!

Let’s get a bit serious now. After all it has to do with the lovely image, you see!!

Its about the performing art with which I will have to exhibit my extra curricular activity in the most impressive way just make sure that I am not just another one everyone knows! Sports are of tremendous help here. I can wave my hands endlessly somewhat mimicking the extra-ordinary delivery by a bowler from the game of cricket. And only such movements seem to have the touch of elegance. Tell you!
Now, let me try some Ultimate moves instead of that. e.g. am going to do a pull! and a nice follow up with the long arm swing etc. God! how weird this one is when compared to the other sports action!! Say am doing it as if I am marking very hard, which if employed on the ground, would definitely fetch nothing less then a turnover! Heck no! Its no where close to the finesse displayed by the cover-drive!!
Now if someone sees this hard working act of pure joy, I can be rest assured I will find myself at ‘nimhans’ within no time! Including ‘that one’, everyone is sure to think its un-cool, and what’s more they would even think some fluid inside my skull has lost the temperature a bit.. and am as much drunk as the wine bottle itself!! ..for sure!

And now can I think of anyone thinking any ill about the wavy moves I make if I am imitating a batsmen or bowler, doesn’t matter even if the outcome is only a duck there with that!
How uncool other sports are!!

The early days when I got to read “naDuve antaravirali!! avasarave aphaghatakke kaaraNa!!”, those were the days where you would find “navibbaru! namagibbaru!” written on the back side of most of the trucks! So in that context this new line came as a total revelation, and thought this must have been a words of one hell of brainy deep thinker of the sort!.. etc etc.
Little did I know about the non-connection between these two. On the other hand the interpretation is not bad. eh!

this is my tomorrow
here i am blinded by focus
too close to see
sudden moments of sunshine
reach out to say thank you
still unsure what matters
and more i can’t see,
seen myself on the edge
of the faces of this world
and felt this rain drop
on my face mixing with
the river inside
and words and spinning
keep myself walking
yet to see
all that the wind got here
was bits of it,
being blown to dust

… at times when you throw yourself to the elements, when they free you, when they refine you, when you are free. They are the ones who break you, who build you. so, stay with me when I have lost all I have and come to you…

Well, you may want to show off your encyclopedic knowledge, but please don’t ask questions like…
* AAH! Does it still trouble you when the battery is down and you have kick/push like mad to get it started!!
– What if some friendly rat decides to taste the wiring of my bike and we wake up to a short circuit and a drained battery! But this is no way to tell me that you know a lot about the bike!
*Hey! Is it not painful to do anything when you have flat tire?! Life feels like hell.. maan!!
– May be you are just trying introduce yourself, but thats no way to start a conversation and hey what can I do if all these construction/repair works plan to grow nails on the road! Life is a wide road!

of nothingness yet of the bliss
of the entropy yet of the equilibrium
of silence yet of the storm
of time yet of the wandering
of the stationary yet of the drift
of the harmony yet of the flux