"The People University"

Meeting people and assimilating traits inspired from them is the best method to groom oneself. The immense impact it imparts on us is more than that which can be delivered by any other means;be it art,or literature.

People are the best source of inspiration for positive, as well as negative influence. And,meeting a lot of right kind of people can infuse high dosages of intoxicating ideals,from which indigenous ideas could emanate.

I have been very lucky in this regard. The rich genre of quality people I interact with on a daily basis has taught me numerous lessons,helped me develop and hone few new talents,and to derive motivation to get better everyday.

I shall remain indebted to each of you,for, I have acquired a little bit of you,and assimilated that precious piece of you into the core of me.

Akashabheri- And What an experience!

Today,for the first time I watched a full length play.And,I have been left drowning in a sea of emotions. The vivid performances,and its impact upon me has been pleasant and profound.
It was a Kannada play-Akashabheri by Ninasan Thirugata. The theme was about two fellow comrades of Bhagat Singh,who reminisce about him. It questions the quality of Freedom we obtained in 1947, in light of Bhagat's views,which were highly idealistic.

Bhagat says-I do not want just freedom. I want a freedom which is obtained in the right way,and not with any compromises. I want a freedom which the future generations will cheerfully enjoy and utilise.

He foresees the chaos which the freedom won on compromises would unleash.He had had the foresight to predict the current condition of India.Bhagat criticises Gandhi-he says, he has the right to do it,as he admires him as well. 

Although,the story of Bhagat Singh and the revolutionaries is well heard and said,this experience of watching it as a play has surpassed the conveyance through any other medium. I seldom get scintillated or am left with goose-bumps while watching movies,neither do I cry often. But,I don't remember how many times I sat in awe with tears in my eyes today. Once,I felt like crying out loud. This is an experience I shall never forget my entire life.
The live music,the choreography,the dialogues, the performances,the theme,and in totality the entire play was impeccable and highly impactful.

I really feel sad that I have been missing such gratifying experiences all this long in my life. I urge all of you to watch atleast one play soon, then you'll know what is to be done next.

Few of my friends used to talk about movies as some sort of mediocre product when compared to Plays,and now I myself am on a path of revelation of this fact i guess.

Nature vs Nurture !

An important debate could be based on this. Not only a debate,but a thesis can be arrived at starting from this contention -Nature vs Nurture.

As far as I've seen and analysed,people are groomed mainly based on the way they are nurtured in the circumstances they are exposed to.Their nature/hereditary traits/genetics does very little in shaping their personality. The qualities a person assimilates throughout his/her life is what gives a distinct meaning and purpose to that life. If the circumstances were any different,the person would be groomed in a totally different  manner.

Parents play an important role;not by transferring their traits through the genes,but by selecting and/or influencing the circumstances their ward grows up in. This is the ultimate role of parents-To provide an ambience well suited for the nurturing of the child into a worthy person.

In Hereditary, or by nature,only physical qualities can be transferred and has nothing to do with the psychology of a human. So,ultimately nurturing is the winner,shaping the nature of a human.

Is this it ? Yes,This Is it !

After massive turbulences which rocked me from all directions, finally they seem to have mellowed down. I'm talking about the anxiety about my career which was haunting me for the past three months. Tsunamic brain waves which used to flood me with numerous options, digressing my energies to different directions are hopefully retracting.

I am joining MRO-TEK (a core company for ECE!),and I'm more than happy. It won't just empower me into a working professional,but will clear out the clog in my mind. But,these were the days when I was being highly introspective and trying to see what I wanted. Ultimately now,I think I am at a place where I wanted to be.

Hoping for the best:)

FInally some reasons to hail BBMP !

Off late, the reckless works by the Bangalore city corporation-Bruhath Bengaluru Mahanagara Palike(BBMP) has mellowed down. Now,there are resasons to hail them,and appreciate them for their work.

One of the best things(although not very essential) is the ban of movie postering over the canvas of all city walls. It was horrendous,and more than that disgusting.
This ban has been followed up with painting these walls by the instances of the rich cultural and natural heritage the state of Karnataka possesses. This has converted these previously shabby walls into arena of beautiful and heart soothing artistry over the walls. This,by my reckoning has been the best move taken up by the BBMP concerned with the appearance of Bengaluru.

Now, it is up to us that we take good care of these beautiful canvases.

Good Job BBMP :)

Three days of euphoria:Studsat @ Nitte

Yet again an official trip by Studsat:This time to Nitte for three days-to address and interact with the students from five branches. The sessions including a presentation and a questionnaire. The response from the students and management were highly positive.

With this part done,it was up to us to enjoy to the fullest,which again we accomplished successfully. Numerous places-Kaarkala,Moodbidri,Kaup beach,Udupi,Kodyaka,Surathkal,Mangalore coupled with utmost delicious food and a damp weather which made us less lethargic.

This Diwali will be my best until now,with no exposure to the emissions which I'm allergic and repellent to. But,instead I had the most closest encounter with Mother Nature's beauty.

Added to this was the weather,and more than everything the warm local people made the trip for all six of us an Ideal experience.





Looking forward to more such experiences with the team,because you guys were like icing on the cake,making it much more enjoyable:)

Perspectives,Perceptions and Paradigm shifts.

Perspectives are the lenses through which each of us look at everything except ourselves. Change of perspectives happen very often,sometimes in an instant.They are ephemeral.The way of thinking after a change in perspective leads to a paradigm shift. Consider comparing our paradigms with those of children:

Even the simplest of the things hold immense value to children.This kind of a perception is the most gratifying one. As we grow older,we seem to drift away from this beautiful way of life to a more barren and calculative perception. This is the reason for discontentment in an adult's life;which is all the more ubiquitous nowadays.

A simple book which intuitively talks about Perspectives,Perceptions and Paradigm shifts is The Little Prince,by Antoine de Saint-Exupery a French  aviator.It is the most politely done mock at all of us,who do not value the simple things in life.

One of the best lines from the book would be:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

Voilà!

On this most auspicious of nights permit me then, in lieu of  the more commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character  of this dramatis persona.

In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity is a vestige of the vox populi,now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation
of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance,a vendetta held as a votive not in vain,for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose.

So let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you,and you may call me V.

PS: These are the lines spoken as self introduction by V,and as you must have read it,these are undoubtedly the best lines ever written or spoken. V for Vendetta remains one of the most closest movies to me.

Nobel Peace Prize 2009- A faux pas?

I admire Mr.Obama,check out my post Not only the greatest orator of our times,he's more than that... Wednesday, January 21, 2009. Firstly,congratulations to him.

But awarding him the Nobel Peace Prize of the year seems premature. He has only made his promises,and there hasn't been significant influence from his words. These,when enacted will definitely be worth an accolade. But,this is just preposterous.While the American troops still haven't retracted,or the situation in the Mid-east hasn't mellowed,this act of recognition seems to reduce the credibility of the award itself.

I consider this to be a prospective award to Mr.Obama for his future endeavours,I wish him luck. And,in such a case,after five nominations,Mahatma Gandhi wasn't conferred with The Nobel Peace Prize.So,the committee better award him a posthumous one,else the Nobel Peace Prize will become a symbol of a misjudgement.

Let Peace prevail-Nob(e)ly !!!

Feeling feather-light !!!

A dilemma which had snow balled into a parasite,chewing over my senses has been caught. The culprit was trying to hide behind a façade of the improbables and unreasonables,but still had me convinced. Now that  I have confided my condition with the only person on this earth,I feel that I'll get out of this maze.

Hope-my friends,I see Hope out of this clumsy trap. Not a Hope that some divine force is going to wash it all off with no traces,but my own will,and then no matter what -I shall have my say this time.

You see frustration oozing out of me here. No,its more than that-a fear of losing oneself. I know all this would not make much sense,but I am now able to see this situation as an outsider and will pull myself out from it.The only hindrance being TIME,and as always it is against me....

My recent Readlist ;)

Recently,I have been discussing a lot of books,and mildly suggesting them too to few of my friends.I was recollecting the books I have read recently,and was personally happy when remembering their variety and quality.Maybe by mentioning them here,you might find it useful.

I shall mention only my last five reads,in reverse chronology:

*The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown (Fiction)
*Free Software,Free Society compilation of essays by Richard Matthew Stallman (Software/Philosophy/Freedom)
*Back to Methuselah by George Bernard Shaw(Play with witty short essays as introduction)
*Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler (AutoBoigraphy)-Completed only Part 1,will read Part 2 after a small absorption break !
*The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga (Fiction)

All these books have been good in their own right. Currently though,I am reading Diary of Anne Frank,again, a classic with its own heritage.

The  mindset we get into while reading a particular book is the success of the author.The influence it has on your life is the success of the literature.

Death isn't a loss....It is a treasure of incomplete bittersweet memories ....

Today,while in conversation with a friend of mine,I happened to talk about the loss of my cousin on 24th July this year. And,even now i haven't been able to fathom his death.I am constantly reminded of the various memories involving him... It has always been this way-The loss of all my dear ones until now,after the initial deep anguish,the sensation evades into a recurrence of flashing memories involving them,and this causes a mild pain and a flood of emotions associated with them....

I think this is what each of us leave behind-A beautiful collection of bittersweet memories,sometimes complete and most of the times incomplete ones...

Mother Earth's rightful Fury....

There can be prophecies and,there  can be super natural premonitions about The Ultimate End...But,the fact is that-We have crossed the threshold in consuming the natural assets allocated to us long before our time...And we are having to pay up for the reckless and unscrupulous consumption...

Earth quakes,floods,rains,droughts and newer biological threats-these are the rightful extortion techniques Mother Earth has employed...

Take for instance,the northern regions of Karnataka;Most dry regions of the state,which usually are in drought are being flooded with around 150-200 mm of rainfall within a span of 24 hours... When Mother Nature unleashes herself in such a form,little can we the minuscule creatures do....

As it is clear that we cannot undo the unscrupulous consumption,the only thing is to atleast do efficient repair work by firstly mellowing down...And as previously told on my post for World Environment Day[Save the planet .... Kill Yourself !!!-Friday, June 5, 2009 ],change our lifestyle...Else,this havoc will heal Mother Earth by eradicating its Cancer-us....

(Observe the picture-a representation of our present and the near future !)

The Lost Symbol: My views

The Lost Symbol,is now what could be called "A characteristic Robert Langdon type of a novel".... The cryptic symbols,the thrilling deciphering,entangled with ground breaking scientific ramifications,and a race against time in the dark accompanied by the impeccable Robert Langdon ....

My amazement at the abundant research which has gone into Dan Brown's previous works had prompted me to become his fan.And,I haven't been disappointed with The Lost Symbol....Although,I am sure I would have enjoyed it in a more profound way if I were a U.S national...(People who've read it will agree with me)

And about the thrill and suspense factor,I guess after reading Dan Brown four times I was intuitively able to predict variuos twists,which will be much more thrilling to the newbes... Although,I was hit hard with one of the twists which i hadn't expected...That was sufficient to quench my instincts in this regard...

The read,for its own reasons is actually quicker than the non-Dan Brown ones.But,you do feel let down at places,and immediately there's something much better which again propels you into the hot seat....

The best part for me was the convergence of the entire plot into an idea I have nourished from adolescence,and now that it was crystalizing into a belief,The Lost Symbol has got into a proper shape....Thanks to Mr.Brown...

Highlight of the book obvioulsy for me was Noetic Science,which I was unaware of,and i shall have my senses kept open to absorb more of it....

And,not to forget, Compliments to Mr.Dan Brown for his work... Expecting more of you Mr.Brown...

Who's the best superhero??? A debate Tarantino style ;)

"As you know,I'm quite keen on comic books.Especially the ones about superheroes.I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating.

Take my favourite superhero, Superman. Not a great comic book. Not particularly well-drawn. But the mythology... The mythology is not only great,it's unique. Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there's the superhero and there's the alter ego.

Batman is actually Bruce Wayne,Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he's Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone.

Superman didn't become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he's Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S" -that's the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us.

Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent?

He's weak......he's unsure of himself......he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race."

(Lines spoken by Bill in Kill Bill Vol 2,written by Quentin Tarantino)

What a wonderful person !!!

Mr.Subramani-the senior Sub editor of Deccan Herlad for the last six years...He has been a journalist for a longer period...He was the special invited speaker for the Software Freedom Day celebration at CMRIT from FSMK.

A gifted orator,with a simple but powerful accent,with a tone perfectly conveying the immaculate words for the occasion,left us astounded... He spoke about the role software developers,particularly of the Swatantra Software communities,in providing Accessibility Tools to the Differently Abled set of users,like a Text-to-Speech convertor,text-to-braille convertor,Optical text scanned data-to-speech...

He instigated the audience to take up these tasks as a challenge,which is more relevant in the Indian scenario,where the opportunities for the Differently Abled are drastically less,atleast when compared to Western countries,pin pointing the Social Insecurity persistent in India!!!

After,the session I happened to know his other facets-a very jovial person with profound thoughts,and words of advice which inspired me all the more.... This interaction with him has made a substantial impact on me,like all the others who were the audience... His accomplishments in life,efficiently mock at the system,and even more on most of us who complain of unfavourable circumstances for pursuing our goals...

These by itself are sufficient to admire a person like him...We would admire him all the more for he's accomplished all of it after he'd lost his power of sight completely since high school...

Thank you Mr.Subramani for being such a precious source of human values :)

First anniversary of an intimate relationship :)

Its been one full year of this lovely endeavour of mine... The sweetest and the most bitter moments of churning thoughts together... It has helped me grow immensely...Looking back now,the journey has been almost unbelievable....

Yes! Today's the day to commemorate One eventful year of my blog Silence Before The Storm, on the webpage- ideasareimmortal.blogspot.com. It was on this day in 2008 i started blogging..It has now adhered to become a part of my personality,which I'm proud of.

The following statistics will technically show you the accomplishemnt I have made this one year on my blog...

Total no.of posts: 165 (excluding today's)
No. of unpublished posts: 5
Posting rate: 1 post for every 53 hours
Average no. of words per post: 167
Longest post:836 words-My farewell speech on behalf of my class,Friday, May 1, 2009
Shortest post:Zero words-Little work and more play makes Jack like us......March 4, 2009
Highest number of comments for a post:7-Forever with us.... ,Thursday,June 18, 2009
No.of clicks on my blog:442 visits from 24 Aug 2009 to 24 Sep 2009 @04:01GMT(can be extrapolated for all the 12 months)
No. of profile visits: Approximately 340
Average time spent per post: 20-30 minutes

The time i spend writing a post is my true prayer time,wherein I'm left to myself with only you and my thoughts... Thanks for all your support :)

Sec 1:Birthday @ STUDSAT Sec 2: "It will be on your blog"!!!

Sec 1:

 A sudden plan to celebrate friend cum team mate's birthday today...And after hastily wrapping up a Talk at one of the colleges about STUDSAT,we were present in full attendance for the Birthday of JJM(We insiders have a cool expansion to it)....

A delicious Black Forest was harvested by the Birthday Girl with crude help from us,and a gratifying dinner at one of my favorite places-Nesara...

Happy birthday again Ms.JJM ;)

Sec 2:
My friends today tried pulling my leg over my incessant relation of my blog with my activities-It will be on your blog!!!,is what they kept on saying,which was quite hilarious...

Most of the things worth mentioning which happen to me,are all on my blog-that was my motive behind blogging...Now, it has become a part of my means of expressing myself to people...So,can't blame it ;)

Software Freedom Day(SFD)and FSMK @NIT-K,accompanied by an impeccable Mother Nature....

The five of us from FSMK,little did we anticipate that this journey to NIT-K to propagate Swatantra Software would turn out to be one of the most memorable ones,both in context of purpose and pleasure perspectives....

Karthikeyan,Naveen,Prabodh,Vishal and myself were the team from FSMK visting NIT-K,Surathkal.... An aesthetically soothing journey,and a much better experience there at their campus in celebrating Software Freedom....

The sessions scheduled at 9.30 am on the 19th of September could be started only by 11.00am....Thanks to the delay of the train..Although the session was delayed,we luckily got exposed to an exquisite and sublime vista of the breathtaking Western Coast bathed in post monsoon showers(Hingaaru Male !!!),making it a divine experience to all of us.....

The session was in one of the seminar halls of NIT-K  . To our pleasant surprise and awe,the NIT-K students released a customised GNU/Linux Distro compiled,keeping a technical student in mind. It was named ENGINUX,and was basically UBUNTU 9.04 with lots of technical tools adequate for a technical student...


From our side,Naveen started the Swatantra Software Philosophy,briefing the audience about the "Free Software",the disambiguation between "free as in freedom" and "free as in freebie"...He also touched upon other essential basics for a Open Source fan to become a Free Software activist....His part of the session lasted for about 40 minutes...

Karthikeyan,he spoke about the role of FSMK in the Free Software context of Karnataka....Emphasizing on the formation of GLUGS in institutions,and empowering the communities by activating smaller sections of the same into adopting Swatantra Software....

I happened to share my views about FSMK as a platform to do our part to the society,quoting Kerala Govt. school program and the Govt. Teachers Workshop which we were a part of...

An ad hoc interaction with the students for an SFD give-away T shirt was conducted,wherein we asked the students to think of pragmatic means of making Swatantra Software reach the society at all tiers... And, after initial hesitation we received around 10 valuable suggestions,ranging from incorporating Free Software into schooling,to installing Free Software with newly purchased hardware,and also that the Govt.should step in and endorse Free Software setting an example for the society to follow...As, only one T shirt was to be given,we decided to acknowledge a suggestion made by a student to reach the community by imbibing the movement with the community by personal interactions,ultimately leading to a sustained system of Free Software Communities....
After this session,Karthik demonstrated gnokii- a tool used to send sms from the terminal through a GSM network. Prabodh shared his experience of being involved in a project at CMRIT with his students using gnokii.

We have instigated 4 of the active students(the prospective core team), to revive their free software activities by forming a GLUG. The overall response from them has been more than satisfactory and very encouraging.We are hopeful of an active GLUG at NIT-K very soon...

From, there on it was yet another exhilarating experience at the Surathkal beach,with some time spent on top of the light house...Finally, a race to reach the train and we got it at the nick of time....

This trip has been an amazing experience to all volunteers invlolved,we've learnt like in every session something more,to better our activities.... Thanks for the support at FSMK :)

Rendezvous with a dreamer,on his way to acheivement

(The pic is only a depiction of the post,and is not related to it...)


Son of a farmer from a corner of Karnataka,he arrived in Bangalore with huge dreams of composing music,writing songs and singing in the glossy arena of Cinema,but now, he runs a Photocpying centre here in Bangalore....He had been let down by the people he went seeking support from.

But,he hasn't let his passion die down. He is now making his first full fledged,Kannada music album-which is at the verge of completion. He's an ardent and pious Kannada fanatic....But,unlike the other fanatics of the same genre,he's not chauvinistic.While interacting with him,I could feel the pride which made his face glow,and also which serves his life a purpose.

Most recent regional songs in India have been lacking sensibility in the lyrics,this has been a personal complaint. But,this 'believer', played me one of the songs of his album-the studio version,and showed me lyrics of the other songs. They were far too better than the songs I've heard recently in the regional domain.

When asked why he was doing it,he says it has been his dream and passion for years,and now with tremendous effort,crossing innumerable hurdles he has come up with this album.The album is slated to release for Kannada Rajyotsava.Although he is still working out the plan,and figuring out how to sell it to an appropriate Music company.

People like-Kumar Durga Prasad,the one we've been talking about are a source of inspiration.We need to look up to people like him,for he,given his circumstances still followed his dream and almost has pursued it.For him to accomplish and be successful in it,we need to be with him showing our support...

Wishing him success for his album "Jai Karnataka Maathe",and those of you who feel that you can make this story have a Happy Ending reach me.

I will keep you updated about him....

Beauty beholds in the eyes of the admirer..But why???

The caption is a dear and well known cliché... But,I was wondering why is it so? As I have seen personally,the range of admiration for 'beauty' in various forms spreads on a wide scale.

An entity,be it a person, or an artifact, or anything else,appeals to our senses only when we are able to recognise a part of ourselves in them,or only if we see something in it we have been craving for.

I, wholeheartedly admire the three natural gifts bestowed on this earth-the flora,the fauna and the femina. This,I feel is pretty normal,or should I say natural. I partially recognise myself with them,and also find in them the things I as an aesthetic soul craves for....Consequently,I look for,and find beauty in them....

One other instance is literature... The most beautiful things I have read until now have been the ones which I would have wanted to write myself,or something which I can relate to myself....

It is actually an irony:The most beautiful things to us are the ones we are a part of,and/or the things we crave for.... But,recognising and enjoying beauty in any form gives us an unparalleled sensation...Thanks to all the intimate complications of our mind coupled with the power of nature which immerses us into this sweet sensation....

9-11 and the paragigm shift

The inhuman atrocity of the 9-11 attacks have caused the biggest paradigm shift of this age,in positive as well as negative ways...

The 'war on terror' snowballed after this,once the US and UK  were compelled to get their feet really wet. This has probably reduced the number and extent of such future attacks. But, I see this war going towards an inconclusive end.

The negative aspect is the cynicism, which has increased beyond any permissible limit.The way Asians,especially the Muslims are perceived throughout the world has become hostile. This hostility is increasing the bitterness in the wounded hearts of the people of these communities.

9-11,is a black day which will keep us reminding of the brutality of the human race.Let it also not mark this as -the day when the world turned its back to a deeply hurt and humiliated section of itself.....

Terrorism cannot be defeated by hurting ourselves....We need to have a broader perspective and endorse this paradigm....

A negative nuance of our culture !!!

I was in a debate with a friend about the ratifications of our culture and a distinct society like ours,in moulding us into individuals...

We live in a society where personal bondings and relationships are of prime importance and huge committed responsibilities. And I acknowledge that this has kept our society cordial and bonded unlike few other societies of the world.But, there is definitely a slight negative aspect to it.

Now, is the time when most of my peers and  myself are trying to make up our minds regarding our future. And, these decisions most of us are taking now is a result of considering the various pros and cons of it to our families. I don't deny that this isn't the way its got to be. But,in retrospect we would  all realise that we have underplayed ourselves.In most cases,we would have decided to tread on a path which is just slightly more than mediocre.

To excel individually,we need to take risks, which should not be restricted by our societal and personal bindings.And also,by the time we are set free from the conservative cocoons of our families into the society,the most valuable time is gone, and as a consequence we are ready to compromise.

Something contrary to this,I feel has been the secret behind the success of the western world where independence of an individual isn't just restricted to the constitution,but also reaches the individual at every stratum. And thinking freely is what will help us excel,and compromises will compromise our accomplishments.

I know most of you would not be convinced, but this is one of the major contributors in making our society a mediocre one starving and craving for independent minds....

A game which turned into a romantic love story :)

Imagination kept on hampering Sam's work but he enjoyed it...

But,on an eventful day his imagination created a beautiful girl-Maia in his mind and he could no more work nor enjoy it... Everytime he was imagining about her,he was singing, "I'm only a human,with a heart by name Maia"....It was again the work of his imagination which made him believe that Maia was in his heart,which actually was a falsity... She had fully occupied his mind... She had become his soul...

Sam wholeheartedly believed that he was living with her...People thought he was going insane..But,he didn't belong to them.The people and their comments seemed ridiculous and silly to him. By now his imagination had even created Maia's physical sensation within him. He was in unison with her.

Once,in the King's palace while he was deeply engrossed about her as always and working,Sam hurt himself...Instead of feeling the pain for himself,he visualised Maia crying for him,which hurt him more,he started saying"Oh my Maia,don't you cry.It makes my heart go dry!!!".

This came to the notice of the King. He presumed Sam had a beautiful angel, who was invisible to others as his LOVE. So,he was tortured to confess and comply to their facts about his angel....

As Sam's torture was the torture to his Maia,Sam agreed to draw a picture of her in front of the entire kingdom. He imposed a condition that once he had finished ,Sam would be proclaimed the husband of Maia by the king himself.The king did agree to it.

And when he started drawing her,he had kept his eyes closed.The image that was transcending on to the paper was the most beautiful thing anyone but the king had ever seen. People around were astonished seeing this beautiful woman.And the king couldn't believe his eyes. The king wanted his daughter-the princess to see it... Until then, no one ever had including Sam had seen the princess....So, they were all waiting for the princess to witness the act of Sam...

To everyone's bewilderment the princess was exactly the same as the beautiful woman drawn by Sam....Everyone including the king were dumbfounded,but Sam had known he would meet his Maia.... When the princess looked into Sam's eyes,she felt, she had known him from ages.All the people seemed to melt away,and all the flowers started blooming to celebrate their love. The love between them was felt everywhere(with the music of Rahman in the background)....

And then, as a mark of their Love,they came closer to kiss. Her eyes were as if saying"I can't taste my lips,can you do it for me",he then comes closer complying to her affectionate demand. There was a breeze carrying love blowing silently with the fragrance of all the beautiful flowers elating their mood. They were close enough to kiss,when....

Someone shouted,"Sam,its getting late to class dude,get up you dreamer !!!"...He then reluctantly gets up,then realises his girl,his love would already be in college and rushes to her.... He looks at her...His eyes says it all....She knows it all,but she still pretends.... But,deep within their hearts and minds they crave for each other.....
THE END

Wow....This was what came out of a game which a friend and me were engaged in... Alternately we had to imagine a scene and - This,a silly but sweet story came up... Almost every alternate sentence is in response to the others words... And I think she's done all the better part of it....

My teachers and Me :)

The importance of having good teachers has been emphasised in our Indian Culture from times immemorial.... I,personally have grown tremendously by absorbing various traits from my teachers... I have believed that the best role models are teachers and have been lucky enough to have had atleast one amazing teacher as a role model at every point of time...

The first teacher who had impact in moulding me was my High School Headmaster- Mr.Irudayaraj(Seen in the first pic)... Seeing him I started believing that perfection in tasks does exist,and discipline in actions is the best way of executing them....

During my Pre University,I met the most dynamic person I have known till date.... He was the teacher who broke the myth about Trigonometry(we had inherited from our seniors that it was obscure and impractical)... Mr. Madhukar was young,energetic, charismatic and very amicable.... He taught me Trigonometry and it still remains one of my favourite subjects....

Another teacher during that period was Mr.Basavaraj,my Kannada teacher... He was an erudite person,with immense Kannada literature behind his friendly persona... He increased my interest in literature in general,and Kannada in particular....

After reaching B.E,I have been very lucky to have studied under Ramachandran Sir, NDN, Jojy Ma'm....But, the highest impact has been undoubtedly by Bandopadhay Sir(Seen in the second pic with us on college ethnic day).... He will forever be a part of me....

Even at home, my mom being a teacher,and my sister an aspiring teacher have had incessant impact...

I am extremely grateful to these circumstances which have made me know all these beautiful people,and moulded me into a person you all know me to be....

Thanks to all the teachers who have moulded me,I shall forever be indebt to you...

Happy Teachers Day !!!

Good or bad !!!Gone's gone :(

Today,after a dramatic rescue and search operation the Chief Minister of Andhra Pradesh was found charred to death in a helicopter crash...

The sea of condolences to this prominent leader is flowing in from all directions...But,already the debates of him being a good or a bad leader are rising...

Being Good or bad-is a relative term,depends on the perspective you endorse...But now:Immediately after the demise of the person, criticising him although is right on an individual's part, isn't fair enough....

A leader of huge masses is no more,and he should be spared atleast until his last respects are shown by concentrating on the good he's done...

May he rest in peace....

Remember Remember the 2nd of September :)

Birthday is definitely a special day...Apart from the quintessential fun and celebration, I have this critical introspection happening on this day....

When I was 17,I used to think Britney had shot to world fame releasing her first album,and at almost my age now Hamilton is the reigning F1 World champion... And, immediately I see what is it that I have accomplished in life this far...It is definitely embarrassing,and makes me push myself a bit more harder...

This time around,Will again try to put more efforts towards bettering myself..."Remember Remember the 2nd of September" !!!
And thanks for all your wishes :)

A beautiful symphony of delicate intricacies

Expressing oneself by sublime words,exhilarating notes of music,divine colourful strokes of brushes and meticulously chosen pencil carvings on paper have all been the driving force behind all the artistic endeavours by humankind.

The sketch here is by a gifted friend of mine.

I have been astounded by the sheer complexities of ideas in this meticulous, but out-of-the-world creation.Within a span of 25 minutes,she has bestowed a blank paper with life,and a sea of emotions spilling all over it.

The profundity within those two amazing eyes,which mimic the eyes in a peacock feather are inexplicable. These eyes seem to be telling some intense stories of their own. The mild display of fear and simultaneous love within those two remarkable artistic creations are hard to believe.

The two peacock feathers-if seen in a different perspective are two lovely birds with long beaks holding out a flower for a special one. This subtle presence looks so accentuated once it is taken notice of.

The region formed by the two peacock feathers and the flute resemble the mythological Hindu deity Krishna-A symbol of Love... Now with this in mind,the eyes seem to reflect the contemporary apprehension in loving the world and the neighbours around you...

There are numerous more interpretations which can be made of it... I leave it to you to appreciate it further...

Bengalurean @ Belgium GP

Dr. Vijay Mallya, the dream agent,the most lavish Indian businessman hailing from Namma Bengaluru,and an Indian Patriot...From the reclaiming of the auctioned memorabilia of Tippu Sultan and Gandhiji to putting India on the world map of business,he's done it again...

After almost two seasons,in the second season of F1 his team Force India has obtained its maiden podium finish with 8 points.... It might be only a small step now, but a definite hope is rising at the horizon....

And not to forget Fisichella, for showing his metal in today's race...

Thanks Mr. Mallya.... I've always admired you,now more reasons to do so

Me & my Friends...

At the outset,I am jovial and easy going. But,until now in my life,the real friends whom I want and would be with,the rest of my life are a very few...This is be because of the weird nature observed in me,when it comes to intimate dealing with people...

I find it imperative to define the person I'm calling my FRIEND....This demand is not in many cases met by the many people i interact with...Each of us,have acquaintances,close associates, few closer peers and finally a handful of friends... In my case,the convergence from acquaintances to friends is narrower....

Although only a few, they mean immensely a lot to me....

Happy birthday da Murali -My Doppelganger

I'll try to personify this post like you-Simple and affectionate:

Deyyy,
Don't let the passion you show mellow down,
Continue to be an inspiration( Remember-you are my morpheus)
Scale greater heights,
But still,be the same to me, as what you are now....

Happy Birthday again buddy... !!!

Times of void...

A kind of a blank-out or an abrupt inadequacy of thoughts... These are regular times which I experience,wherein its tough even to contemplate what is going in my head... More the concentrated efforts,farther i drift from the regions of my active thoughts.... There is nothing substantial which I am able to derive out from my mind... A few scattered and insignificant thoughts going astray and grazing the field of my mind.... Unknown causes and unknown remedies....

These are the times of void.....

Apheresis -An experience never to be forgotten

Although I have previously donated blood four times at various donation camps,today was my first experience in a Hospital for immediate administration to a recipient in need...

Today,I donated Platelets from my blood by a process called "Apheresis",using a cell separator... The process takes around 100-120 minutes....About 150 ml of blood is drawn out every time from the body in around 5-6 cycles,and the cell particles in blood are separated into plasma,RBC's,WBC's and platelets,like in a centrifuge... Platelets along with some plasma is collected into a bag,while the rest of the particles are administered back into the body...

I felt a weird,tingling sensation in my lips and finger tips,which later I came to know was because of Citrate included in the blood in the cell separator... The best personal physiological sensation was when all the plasma was being administered back into my body-Then I could feel every blood vessel within,as if a mild current were passing through them...It was exhilarating...

And finally,the brave family of the recipient, and their kind words to me were more than precious....

Wishing her a quick recovery from my side...

Also check out
http://www.blood.co.uk/pages/platelets.html

Austerity in Festivals !!! I'm glad

As I have grown up,I've seen the Hindu Festivals like Ganesh Chaturthi,Dussehra and Diwali celebrations get a tinge of austerity to them,which makes these celebrations more sensible...

The number of Green-eco friendly Ganesh idols are increasing... Diwali is on its path of enlightenment with fewer crackers...Definitely required for the well being of the supposed creations of God....

I know that these haven't susidised entirely,but a hint of change is encouraging....

Happy festival time !!!
Conserve our habitat so that we can celebrate,and let our future generations taste the joy of festivals....

Why do people (particlulary the ones close to me !!!) get silly?

Quite often now,I've been put through particular weird situations -wherein,I have been the victim of a supposedly 'possessive' act of a person really close to me.... These are circumstances I can handle,but in my own way,which eventually would turn out to be a bitter experience to all the people involved....

The tug-of-war between me and my principles on one side, and the other dear ones and a compromise they seek from me over my principles on the other,is an unfortunate state to be in...

I never intend to hurt them,but it happens involuntarily as an effect of their reluctance and my adamancy....Now ,time to perform damage control....

Wish I were 'Lost Into the Wild'

Rarely,has a movie been capable of soothing your senses and instigating your mind simultaneously.... One such impact was delivered by this serene but profound Biographical movie about the adventures of of Christopher McCandless.

The movie reaches out to you in a manner which is more than just an experience... Every frame is a meticulously taken picture, every emotion is profound and reaches out to you in an appealing way... The dialogues and conversations are highly idealsitic,but proven by the man himself as pragmatic too...

The best scenes are when a casual chat in a bar with a companion and the protagonist about 'people' turns into a real outburst of frustration,which i personally felt that we all have within us but are hypocritical about...

The next favorite scene is when the rubber tramp calls Alex-Are you a Jesus or something !!!, for his simple but deep analysis of the rubber tramps problem...

It is a master piece of sorts,but not belonging to the conventional lots...

But more than anything, when I think that it is the life of a man which has been portrayed, I felt all the more close to the character,and distanced from myself....
The weak human bonds, the false truths, the hypocrisy, the herd-like competition, the hatred towards the self and the fellow beings-all these make our lives futile...

I just wonder there is so much within us which is never expressed at all,and we perish unfulfilled,haunting ourselves through life ,and to death...

Live the moment to the fullest-is the best philosophy in the world.... Ironically, we have made it the toughest one to follow also...

Pic :Christopher McCandless in his camp on the Stampede Trail (self-portrait found undeveloped in his camera after his death)

Concentration Lapse :( courtesy Raghu's Restless Mind Syndrome

Maximum of 20 minutes on any task has been the concentration period off late,the shortest duration as far as I can remember. Reading books, writing posts or essays, watching a movie, coding for project, listening to music....All these have been affected by Raghu's Restless Mind Syndrome....

Although, i seem to know the reasons behind, I have been unsuccessful in nullifying their impact on my performance... It seems weird to feel this way...The question I ask myself is-Then what else will cling me on.... !!!

In hot pursuit of a solution to this condition....

Building an Organisation is like a guy trying to get his girl !!!

Nice caption...Isn't it...
This was one of the analogies which emanated from one of our cool FSMK activist, while he was trying to motivate us in building the team...

This analogy has a profound value in itself... The efforts each of us(guys mainly...cos girls seem to care less about us) have taken until now,to grab the attention,impress and to get the girl we like comes from within the core of us...

The passion,the perseverance, and the ever increasing creativity churned out of us while doing something we really want has a huge-should i call it USP !!! (cos,USP is the closest term to what i wanna convey)....

And if you really want to accomplish a task in the best possible way, you've got to fall in love with it,in a way you are mad about your girl....

True sense of freedom @ STUDSAT!!!

After doing our routine rounds of work at the lab for the project,the best time comes when both the shift students get together for dinner. The sense of freedom we experience during such a time without any hinderances from anyone or anything is unparalleled.For instance,today we converted our discussion table in our Software Development Lab into a perfect dinner table.

The team members felt that this was the way to celebrate independence,with Independence Day only a few minutes away.And,they also insisted on me blogging about it....

Happy Independence !!!

The Soloist...But, Not Jamie Foxx in the movie....

A bowed percussion instrument made of a half coconut shell, a stalk of wood, three steel wires and a bow made of- I could not guess what.... The musician was a 12-13 year old boy with deep,but volatile eyes...

He starts playing very famous Kannada track-Aadisi nodu..,then a Hindi song and another for around 15 minutes in a very crowded bus on the Hebbal ring road...This is my second encounter with him,although I've travelled only few times on that route...He seems immersed in some deep thoughts,playing his music mechanically but perfectly...His eyes are wandering from point to point in a fast moving bus...

I wonder what his future would be-Would he continue playing it for very little money he gets in these buses, or would he give this up and take up something else ,or become a professional musician!!! I feel, he could be any of these or anything apart from this depending on his will power and perseverance....

Revisting my Webpage caption on my 150th post !!!

Ideas-are-immortal: These were the lines formed in my mind while I was watching one of my favourite movies -V for Vendetta...

I had later pondered over this phrase for sometime and realised it was one of the universal truths.... Ideas emanating from great minds have revolutionised the world by making their eternal presence felt -in and all around us...

Ideas of Science, Philosophy and Creation-these have been our lifelines,which have helped us to reach up to this point in the conquest of the Self, and consequently ever thing else,including nature.

The first thing which hit my mind when searching for a caption for my Webpage was Ideas-are-immortal. From then on, it has become my mantra. Now, that I have shared my ideas with a lot many of you on many occasions, even those have attained the status of immortality....

Ideas are the fuel which keep the world going. So, contribute in running the world, by providing your share of fuel !!!

The power of thought

People close to me must have heard me say often-The worst of all laziness is the laziness to think.
Just this feeling of someone being reluctant even to think makes me furious. It isn't that I am talking about some fictitious characters,but unfortunately I have happened to know a few of these antagonising creatures.The worst part is that,they don't even realise that someone is trying to convey something important to them.The paradoxic reason again being the problem itself-they don't think....
In Stephen Covey's book-7 Habits of Highly Effective People, he mentions that no person can be changed without his consent, as each person guards a gate,which we need to open and enter to change them...

I say, beyond this gate is the mind, and the gate itself could be a prejudice or a belief. The process of opening the gate is inquisition and thinking.

Now, for our specimen under consideration, the most unfortunate thing is he doesn't seem to know that he is guarding a gate or at the first place has something beyond that gate which is worth guarding.

Until now,in various instances I have wasted lots of my valuable efforts in trying to convey something which should have been very natural to them....I need to devise a better way of tackling this problem...

It is as if I have done a CTRL+Z

The way things are turning these days, I am amazed at the rate of reversals... There have been instances where I had made a few amateur decisions, and when I was fearing that they were wrong, just then those have automatically been undone... It is as if, someone has done a CTRL + Z over my activities...

Even though, I will remain a bit hesitant in endorsing this course completely,I shall do justice to this encore...

My feat of cooking chicken :)

"The secret of being a good cook is to keep tasting your preparation at regular intervals"---Regularly repeated by a TV Show host...

And today, when for the first time i prepared chicken,I implemented this mantra....
It was a nice experience of cooking and eating something you love so much,all by yourself and also feeding it to the rest of the family..

Everybody loved it... I enjoyed both- the process and the product....

Losers and winners

There have been lots of instances in History, wherein a superior being has lost to a mediocre one,just by the act of pure chance.
A loser doesn't necessarily mean is a failure.He could have been an unfortunate victim of mishaps.And likewise, a winner needn't be a flawless personification of abundant talent, he could be a product of synchronised favourable events.

In many cases the amount of efforts put in by a so called loser,is very slightly less than that of the winner.The reward for which is not very consoling,and adds to the feeling of being called a loser.

In true sense, the amount of sincere efforts put in should be the gauge of deciding the rewards.
But, this is a hypothetical criterion, as we are programmed genetically to take events as winning and losing, which is never an absolute in the very relative frame.

Back after getting few harsh lessons

I had been thinking of posting on my blog for long time.... But, I had no sufficient emotional strength to do it....

This would be the third obituary post since 18th of June, about people I admire, love and adore....

We take people around us, their contribution to our lives for granted... But, when suddenly the life of one such close person is taken away,we feel their importance... The sudden void created makes you confused in all manners... You are suddenly made face to face with a Harsh reality, the one you know exists, but we always hope it would never reach us...

In such an encounter with death, my adorable cousin who was someone very close to us had to part us...Although,I understand death is inevitable, unstoppable and blah blah,this was a sudden and unexpected blow to us...

We haven't been able to accept it yet... I hope that he lives on forever with us, with the evergreen memories he's bestowed on us....

The Strong are the strongest when alone...

This is the name of a chapter in one of the popular books I'm reading now... As soon as I read this- a spark struck in my head...

I started wondering if this was right...If yes, then what about the philosophies about Synergy.... I began to conclude after some amount of thinking that, the two were actually different, but true...

An individuals strength is explicitly exemplified and amplified when left alone to strive for a task....

But when talking about synergy, it is always the law of averages which is functional.... You can't get a throughput better than that of the sum of the individuals' throughput.

Free Software Workshop for Teachers:After Day 1 and 2

All together a new kind of an experience....

We,the FSMK volunteers cum trainers, along with members from few other organisations were training Government School teachers to use and get comfortable with Free Software,in a Pilot Program by the Karnataka Govt.

I was expecting reluctance,hesitation,mild levels of ego and confusion from the participants...But all that emerged out of these teachers was an extremely high level of enthusiasm, an equalling curiosity and tireless efforts for the first two days...

We were able to break the dogma of The Cyberphobia(Fear of working with computers) from these people the very first day....The joy they subsequently found working on the basics which we taught them,so that it would eventually reach the kids was just heart warming....

The second day was more about trying to make them feel more independent, which is being pursued and will go on to the third day as well....

The kind of awe they were in, while undergoing these sessions puts a big question about the IT revolution India is supposedly going through...In a city where all the major IT players of the world have an establishemnt is ridiculously unbalanced. Its own teachers are literally scared to work with computers...
Blaming the Government is something which is eternal...And we've got used to it...

The question is what each of us can do? I genuinely feel that we as a literate community have a lot to do with a sense of sincere concern towards the society we are a part of....

Regions of Congruency of political views between Hitler and myself

Since long time,I've had many complaints and dissatisfactions with the way any democratic parliamentary government runs and,also in the way it is formed....
Although in principle it is-people ruling themselves,I wasn't convinced with the system and its operation.... There were many other flaws forming lacunae, which I wasn't able to formulate entirely....

Now, recently I have started reading Mein Kempf ,and when I was reading the chapter on Hitler's political views,the inability of my mind to formulate my complaints were very well quenched with the extensive analysis(which is very convincing)presented by him...

• Using the concept of majority in making decisions as a protection for their own ignorance and cowardice, and also as a means of shrugging responsibility and accountability by the politicians...
• The paradoxic efforts being made to make the stratum of our leaders 'as mediocre as possible'....
• The genre of dim wit, but good convincers becoming successful politicians...
• The lack of expertise amongst the decision making faculty about the subjects of national importance
  
• The desire not to vote.Reason being-my principles do not match either with the to be elected member or his party...
• And undoubtedly,a huge compromise to be made-our country's progress....

By saying these,although I whole heartedly endorse Hitler's views, the solution what he sought for wasn't the least good thing to be done...

I am still in deep thinking-as to what the solution could be !

Follow the heart

Lots of possibilities out of the numerous options, and an exponentially increasing confusion....The best solution at a particular moment is bettered by another very soon.... Mind is as if on a pendulum,oscillating between the extremes and never resting at the mean position...

After letting my mind sway on its own accord, I have now resorted to listening to another trustworthy companion- my heart...Making decisions,which are favourable to myself, are a lot easier when listening to my heart...
What i mean is- to make decisions which initiate a simple, sweet joy running through the mind and simultaneously a sensation as if a knot has been untied in between my lungs...With implications such as these, the decisions taken will definitely make oneself happy forever...

So, I am moving ahead with one such major decision,which i think is the best thing I've done until now to myself... :)

B.E already in retrospect !!!

After four quick years, I have completed my engineering and the path taken happens to be quite amusing,seeing from my end....

When I started B.E,as quoted many times,I used to be a stereotype student,your 'nerdish' character,whose world revolved around academic books,exams and cracking those exams in a manner what now I call 'A ridiculously silly' method to pursue education.

After a late realisation,I have since my start of B.E have been trying to contradict myself in many actions of mine....These have now accumulated and moulded a self proclaimed maverick out of me...

But, now when I look back and try to join the dots backwards as Steve Jobs mentions in an inspirational talk, I see that the decisions I have made during these four years will be the foundation for a new and adventurous life....

B.E in retrospect looks the most beautiful period of my life,thus far......

Crossing the new divide

Physical, physiological and psychological hurdles:Although active only for a short duration of time, each growing like a chain reaction coupled mutually have come to a stop... :)

After making few important decisions and giving time for those to settle down, the best time for me to get back into my life has arrived...

Brace yourself :)

The White Tiger- Reviewed

To start with-I enjoyed this easy going and effortless read....This has been one of the rare books which I have involuntarily and effortlessly read through...

The subtle sarcasm which runs through the entire book was initially entertaining,but later on it started hitting me.... It was like standing in front of the mirror and mocking at oneself... For, the entire book brings into light the facets of India each one of us are well aware of but we try not to acknowledge it... The things about our country we do not mention to others and do not consider ourselves, hoping that a miracle will cleanse it all....

The problem with the entire system, the two Indias we try to hide away from, the backbone of our Democracy-Corruption, the need of the moment for India-Entrepreneurs,the competition between us and the yellow men, the tendency of us remaining stuck in a Rooster Coop....Its all there in a well woven tale of a protagonist from a Dark India trying to make it to the Bright India of Light....

Read it, for its entertaining as well as thought provoking...

Unquantifyable acts of nature

I don't think we,humans have groomed enough to comprehend many acts of nature...Even if we have understood them,I consider ourselves victorious only when we formulate them into our terminologies- In the language of Math....

Lets see how successful we have been in accurately formulating a few very simple acts of nature:

The ripples and waves created on the surface of water.
The enormous patterns painted by the white clouds on the blue sky.
The gulping of gusts of thick smoke emanating from a strong fire.
The unrhythmic(or should i call it rhythmic !) orchestration of the leaves fluttering.
The enigmatic and barely discernible intricacies on our finger tips.
The awesomeness in the power of imagination within the hemisphere hoisted upon your neck !!!

There are many more such manifestations of power of nature which would leave us intimidated :)

MJ-The Eternal King of Pop

In the end, the superstar and the recluse were not so far apart. MJ built his stardom on paradox. As a child star he was precocious;as an adult,he was childlike. His only competition was himself.... TOI

A personality known world across, the music surpassing all barriers, the moves causing a surge of disbelief and astonishment.....

Who can forget the starting beats of Billie Jean or the Moonwalk in his performances or the shrill joyous shout in all his songs or the futuristic videos.....

No equalling tribute can be paid to this naive star who sunk in his own stardom....

Michael Jackson- you will continue to be the next word which comes to mind after music and dance....

Cornered in a circle !!!

The genres of forces acting upon my mind right now from diverse directions has just become too much to handle. I've always listened to my mind with a final consent from my heart for all actions emanating from me....
But now, the constraints have tightened and narrowed down options, which are mutually opposing in nature....
I shall give myself some more time to analyse and solve them my way....

Parasite of nostalgia crawling into my head.....

It has taken me time to understand the things going around me for quite sometime now....I hadn't realised until very late that many of the things which have happened would be for the last time in my life....
Be it sitting in a noisy class with peers of the same age group, or the regular long commute to my college, or trips to meet friends in other classes, or sitting in first bench inhaling chalk dust and texting,or singing badly incessantly or bragging passionately about A R Rahman to you guys,....
Also i just realised i would not be seeing a many of you for long time....When you all saw me last i wasn't missing anyone of you or anything,but now this excruciating pain caused by the parasite of nostalgia has already started crawling up into my head....
I won't miss all of you or these beautiful things,I'll keep wanting it all..... :(

Forever with us....

Dearest Sir,

Four years under your guidance,and even after today,it will never be true that you aren't with us....You are the most beautiful person I have known until now.I doubt if there could be anyone else who could surpass you in any aspect....

You will live forever with us, and can never be separated from our thoughts or actions....

Although you have been an embodiment of immense sensible knowledge and huge accomplishments, the humility that was yours is one of the many many things we need to learn from you...

You will live forever with us in the principles of life you've taught us.....

The lessons you have taught us,will always remain the basis of whatever more we are going to assimilate into us....Electronics at BMSIT wouldn't have been the same without you....

You will live forever in every utterance of electronics by us...

The courage you have shown battling your condition will remain the source of inspiration to fight and rise in our lives.... Every moment of you defying your pain will be invaluable lessons to us...

You will live forever in every courageous step we will take up in our terms of life.....

The pure and impeccable father-like love you showed to us,without any barriers or hindrances will help us believe that love does exist beyond our family....Your love has been like,a pseudo white noise- the most wanted signal covering the entire frequency range.....

You will live forever in the love we will carry and propagate until we join you....

Today, when i saw you,the message of defiance you were conveying, when your ocean deep eyes gazing at a vista unseen to us, were being forcibly closed one after another will be in my eyes throughout my life....

You will live forever in our lives as an important part of our lives....

Although i haven't been able to convert my emotions into words fully,

On behalf of all of us -We love you Sir....

(In remembrance of our beloved Dean,Bandopadhay Sir.........)