Doodles of a crazy man!

"I should go to Chamundi hill sometime". Perhaps, I had got this thought over a hundred times in the last year. I generally get this thought in Bangalore-Mysore bus on friday evenings, and I had not gone even once! But, this time I got really disgusted with myself for getting this thought. Call it inaction, laziness, inertia, procrastination or any such crappy word. Whats the use of thought without action? I had to get out of that instant bad feeling. I will go to Chamundi hills tomorrow morning. 'But, getting early on saturday after a strenous(!) journey on friday night might be difficult', my mind made one last unsuccessful attempt to ruin my plans. No way, I am going tomorrow. I get up at 6.30 AM and reach the base of Chamundi hills. The weather is cool, perhaps the sun planned for a delayed rise over the weekend. "When you are determined, the whole world conspires to help you", I said to myself. There are very few people there, in fact there are more mon...

Year 1999...class ten in some high school...there were 4 friends... Sheetal Udupa - The sports star of the school. She was a natural athlete and was the best basketball player in the city. The only games she did not like were indoor games like carrom and chess. Nah, they were too boring for her. She was 5' 11'', a cool half foot taller than the second tallest girl in her class. Nazneen Baig - The class topper. Biology was her favorite subject. To her, parthenium was not just parthenium. It was class 'Magnoliopsida' and kingdom 'Asteraceae'! Sushmita B - The most 'enthu' girl in the group. There wont be a dull moment if she is around. Her high energy would have made even the punjabis look sober! Chaitra Narayan - A very normal girl. An average looking girl, moderately intelligent and not particularly talented. You would not have noticed her if she was in some other group. 7 years later...they are now at a "marriageable" age... Sheetal - Now ...

1) I am on top of the hill. The cool breeze hits my face, I love it. I am briskly descending the steps. Well, I am almost running. I see a few oldies with huge pot bellies, desperately trying to get rid of decades of hard earned fat. A beautiful girl just passes by. I have not seen her before; she is definitely not from my college! I increase my walking pace, I can reach down within 10 mins. And suddenly, I slip, lose my balance and fall down the slope… …and I wake up! I look at my watch. It was less than 5 mins since I had slept. Not once have I got up in the middle of the night because of this dream. (whenever I get this dream, I get this within 5 mins of sleep) I had read somewhere that this is the most common dream and ‘insecurity’ is the cause for this (Great discovery! No one can prove it wrong, as all the people have some insecurity or the other!) 2) Sometime in 2001. Its my last semester exam. The question paper is very easy, I know answers to all the questions. But, I am very ...

I'm standing in the noisiest street Searching for a bit silence Its way too crowded out here And all I need is some oxygen. Some say hi as they walk past me Few smiled and spoke nice words The handshakes, the smiles and hugs Made me feel more pathetic. Couldn't stay for long, I had to run But didn't move an inch Is the whole world against me Or am I on a treadmill? Feel like I'm falling off a deep cliff Gravity reduced by a tenth All the cacophony around me Fused into a symphony. I am too tired of the journey And only a few breaths left All of a sudden I realize that I was looking at a huge mirror. PS 1 : If this does not make any sense, congrats! You are in perfect mental health. PS 2 : This is not a poem. Its just a combination of non sense and new line characters, for better readability.

"He is a good person, sir. Very God fearing man", the old man was saying to his friend. "Stupid!", I almost said it aloud, as I heard this conversation. This is not the first time I was hearing something like this. And every time I come across a statement like this, I feel as irritated. Belief in God is the personal choice of anyone, just like brand of denims he wears or the drink he loves. What has goodness of a person got to do with his belief in God? Don't you think its stupid? Its as meaningless as saying "He is a good person, he has brown eyes" or "He is a good person, his favorite color is green". Stupid! I know what you're going to say if you think I am wrong. That belief in God instills a fear in man that prevents him from doing bad things. You may be right to some extent. But, I feel being a good person because of awareness or self-thinking is much much better than being a good person out of fear. Long time back, even I was scare...