February 21, 2006

Casapicola Kashayam

This is going to be one of those posts, just coz I love the title. I just happened to coin this title and I thought it made a lot of sense as to wats goin on in life at the moment. I have been very busy in life, which is not something totally new to me and not something that is new to the ones who come in to my blog and read it. But work has been absolutely kick ass, just finished an event, a huge one at that for one of our corporate clients and it totally rocked and knocked the clients off their feet. Am completely thrilled with the feedback that we have received so far.

At the end of it all am feeling drained, totally out of energy and just needed to sit down, relax and get some focus back in life. That’s what my uncle told me, when I sat with him in our regular hang out over some filter kaapi. Having worked in all the possible medium so far and having made a considerable contribution in all, I was amazed that I didn’t have an answer when my uncle asked me what I really wanted to do in life? Right from the time I knew how to spell media and advertising, I think that is what I wanted to do in life. But media is so diverse that you really can’t get out of a spot when you are subject to one and not be clear about what one wants from media and in media.

I enjoy my discussions with family and friends. One day am sitting and talking bout the prakruthi and the purusha and the next moment am talking bout which night club to go and let my hair down. That is the beauty of my life. Extremely well educated people surround me and pass on their Gyan from life, what they have gone through, what they have understood in life and what they have made out of their own lives. To each his own they say, but well when someone gives their own, you better take it or try and get the max out of it.

I very strongly believe that every time am under the cloud or every time am not physically upto it, is the time I take to rediscover life and to understand myself better. I feel sick now, physically, mentally and emotionally. But at the same time am really charged up. Call me crazy, call me weird, but well that is the feeling am in at the moment. Can’t move a muscle in my body right now. Burning with fever, sipping on a hot cup of milk (thanx sam for the advice) and typing this. And tomorrow I have a brand new day. A brand new opportunity to go out there and kick some serious butt, and not to forget meet a person good in paati vaidhyam (Granny therapy, god that sounds so weird when you try to translate something that is so typically south Indian) and drink kashayam in casapicola. She has in a way opened the doors to all possibilities. And I bloody well take it with both my arms stretched though that would mean finish the entire bottle of Iodex spray on my whole body tonight.

February 05, 2006

GYAN Series

Philosophy is matter of the mind that we are tryin to conquer

February 01, 2006


There are millions of ways that one gets to understand life.
What is so special in life?

A happy family?
Decent education?
A good job?
A fancy car?
Fully furnished house?

Am sure there is never an end to this list that tends to overpower every ‘reason’ for man. People tend to forget the very concept of LIFE, the very fact of their Existence.
When does one have the time to sit and think and realize the joys of life, the fruits of their existence? When someone does that, the world would be a more civilized place for him to live in.

It’s a crazy world out there. Things happen in a hurry. Life whizzes past all of us. I was raised in a manner where the joy of life was explained to me from an early age. The joy of waiting for my dad to come back from work, to sit with us and have dinner as a family. The joy of visiting friends and relatives from time to time. The joy of being there for people. The joy of attending family gatherings and sharing a laugh and also being a part of their sorrow. A joy to sit and communicate or at least try to.
Have been really lucky with a family like that. But is that the case with everyone these days? What is the world coming to? It scares me, it frightens me, it gets on my head to maybe one day be old and alive to see my kids and grandkids look at life in a totally different light and go on with their lives. Maybe I would just be old and wise – or hopefully I would have the ability to take that as another step on my journey to understand life.

Thinking upsets me. I know I get paid to think –literally. Life would be so interesting when people start using their right brain. This infact is the year of the right brain. The year where creativity would rule over everything else. Change is the only constant. Wow, what a statement. True every single way.

Life has been abuzz with a lot of activity. Work has been productive to a certain extent. No full stops to learning. Finally found myself a nice small place. My first ever house so to speak and what a rush every time I even think about it. Planning finer elements that would go on to the house, every single one of them, carefully thought about and painfully etched and sketched in the head before finally ending up the way its supposed to. It gives a huge smile when I sit with a coffee mug and see it on my house – the focus being MY HOUSE.

Am officially a Post Graduate now. Went to chennai last weekend to be a part of the boring yet such a definitive phase of every persons life, went for my masters convocation. It was made really memorable thanks to the presence of my Mom & Dad who came to see their son graduate. I was happy and at the same disappointed that I let them down, I let everyone down, I let myself down. Missed the gold medal that I thought was mine for the taking. The medal that I thought I had taken it without breaking a sweat (come on its my blog and I get to exaggerate a little too). I missed the gold by two marks they say. I have never been the studious types all through my school life or even my under graduation. Studies for me was very simple, do not flunk your papers and keep moving on to the next grade. It was easier that way, so that I could concentrate a lot on my sports and other activities that I thought was my calling. I very strongly believe that it was that focus that is helping me a great deal at this phase of my life, and frankly that is my life. This is what I always wanted to do in life. Talk and get paid for it, freak out, have fun and enjoy and make a living out of it. Think weird and get appreciated for it. This makes me the person I am.

I have lost interest in blogs. Feels strange to say this when I end up checking my blog every half hour at work and every night when I go back home. But I really have lost the flame that was burning in me when I started blogging. I have stopped regular updates, I have stopped my religious blog hopping. And its nice to still have the friendly souls walk in and out of my blog and reading those few special blogs and wanting to know more about them. Am happy and content this way and would like to be this way.

This post is good enough I guess for all the lost time and the update requests.