ఎలా మొదలైంది?

 

        

మీరందరూ నందినీ రెడ్డి తీసిన అలా మొదలైంది సినిమా చూసారా? ఇప్పుడు మీరు చదవబోయేది ఆ సినిమాకి సంబంధించిన కొనసాగింపు వ్యాఖ్యానం కాదు.సీక్వెల్ అంతకన్నా కాదు. ఏంటి బాగా అతిగా చేసిన ఆలోచన లాగ అనిపిస్తోందా? వదిలెయ్యండి, అలా ఆలోచించకపోతే నాకు నిద్రపట్టదు. సరే విషయానికి వస్తే ఈరోజు అనుకోకుండా నా బ్లాగ్ చూస్తున్న సమయంలో 2007లో ఆంగ్లంలో రాసిన ఒక పోస్ట్ కనిపించింది. నా గురించి తెలిసినవారందరికీ నేను రచనలు, అనువాదాలు చేస్తూ ఉంటాను అన్న విషయం గుర్తుండే ఉంటుంది. అయితే నేను ఒకానొక సమయంలో నా బ్లాగ్లో కేవలం ఇంగ్లీష్ పోస్టులు మాత్రమే చేసేవాడిని. అలా ఎందుకు చేసానో మరి నాకు ఇప్పటివరకూ అర్ధం కాలేదు. బహుశా ఎక్కువమంది చదవడానికి అవకాశం ఉందని ఆ సమయంలో నేను అలోచించి ఉండచ్చు. ఏదేమైనా కేవలం ఒకే ఒక్క పోస్ట్ మాత్రం తెలుగులో ఉంది. కనుక ఆ సంఖ్యను పెంచాలి అని నా కోరిక. అంటే ఎదో బలవంతంగా పెంచాలని కాదు. నేను నా బ్లాగ్ లో పోస్ట్ చేసి కూడా  చాలారోజులు, కాదు కాదు చాలా ఏళ్ళు అయ్యింది. నా బ్లాగ్లో అందుబాటులో ఉన్న వివరాల ప్రకారం 2015లో రాసాను అంటే దాదాపుగా ఏడు సంవత్సరాలు.

          ఈ ఏడు సంవత్సరాలలో చాలానే జరిగాయి. అందులో కొన్ని నా పెళ్లి జరిగింది, మాకొక పాప పుట్టింది. ఇంకా నేను చేసిన అనువాదాలు, రచనలు మార్కెట్లో విడుదల అయ్యాయి. ఇంకా చాలానే జరిగాయి, అవన్నీ రాయాలంటే ఒక పోస్ట్ సరిపోదు. కనుక ఇప్పుడు ఈ పోస్ట్ పెట్టడానికి కారణమైన అసలు విషయానికి వస్తే ఈ రచనలు చెయ్యాలనే ఆలోచన నాకు ఎక్కడ నుండి పుట్టింది అని నన్ను కొంతమంది శ్రేయోభిలాషులు అడిగారు. నిజం చెప్పాలంటే నన్ను నేను కూడా చాలా ప్రశ్నించుకున్నాను. చిన్నప్పుడు మా నాన్నగారి దగ్గర గడిచిపోయిన సంవత్సరం తాలూకు డైరీలో ఉంటే అవి తీసుకుని అందులో నేను నా దినచర్య రాస్తూ ఉండేవాడిని. దినచర్య అంటే రాయడానికి ఏముంటుంది, నేనేమైనా నరేంద్ర మోడీనా, మెగాస్టార్ చిరంజీవినా. ఏదో నోటికి వచ్చింది, సారీ చేతికి వచ్చింది రాసేసేవాడిని. ఇక్కడికి వెళ్ళాను, అక్కడికి వెళ్లాను, ఈ బజ్జీల బండి దగ్గర బజ్జీలు తిన్నాను, అక్కడ మిక్స్చర్ తిన్నాను. ఈ సినిమా చూసాను, రేపు పరీక్ష ఉంది ఇలాంటివి ఏవేవో పెద్దగా ప్రాముఖ్యత లేని విషయాలు.

          అయితే ఇక్కడ గమనించాల్సిన విషయం ఏంటంటే అదే డైరీ కొంతకాలం తరువాత చదివితే నాకు చాలా ఆసక్తిగా అనిపించేది. ఒకొక్కసారి అప్పుడు నా మనస్థితి తలుచుకుని నవ్వొచ్చేది. కానీ చాలా ఆనందం వేసేది, నిజం చెప్పాలంటే అది నాకు మాత్రమే సొంతమైన ఆనందం. దానిని నేను ఎప్పటికీ ఒదులుకోవాలి అనుకోవడం లేదు. ఇప్పుడు కూడా అదే జరిగింది, దాదాపు పదిహేను సంవత్సరాల క్రితం ఏమీ ఆలోచించకుండా నేను రాసిన ఒక చిన్న పోస్ట్ ప్రస్తుతం నా జీవితానికి దిశానిర్దేశం చేసే స్థాయికి చేరుకుంది. అప్పుడు నాకు అర్ధం అయ్యింది ఆ పోస్ట్ యొక్క గొప్పతనం. ఆరోజు నేను అనుకోకుండా బ్లాగ్ లో రాయకపోతే ఈరోజు నా గమ్యం వైపు నాకు స్పష్టత ఏర్పడి ఉండేది కాదు. మరి అంత గొప్ప ఆర్టికల్ కి ధన్యవాదాలు తెలుపుకోవాలి కదా. అందుకే ఈరోజు మీతో ఆ విషయం పంచుకున్నాను.

దీనికి ఇంకొక చిన్న విషయం కూడా జోడించాలి, అదేంటంటే ఒకొక్కసారి నేను ఇతరుల డైరీలు కూడా దొంగతనంగా చదువుతూ ఉండేవాడిని. అదొక గిల్టీ ప్లెషర్ లేదా ఏ వీ ఎస్ గారు చెప్పినట్లు ‘అదో తుత్తి,’ అనుకోండి. అప్రస్తుతం అయినప్పటికీ ఒక విషయం చెప్తాను. నిజానికి చదవడం పెద్ద విశేషం ఏమీ కాదు కానీ చదివిన వాటిని ఆ డైరీ రాసిన వ్యక్తితో ప్రస్తావించి వాదించడం అనేది మూర్ఖత్వం అవుతుంది. వారంతట వారుగా చెప్తే కానీ దానిగురించి మాట్లాడకూడదు అనేది మనం ఒప్పుకోవాల్సిన విషయం. ఒకవేళ మీకు అలా అనిపించలేదు అనుకోండి మీకు అలాంటి అవకాశం దొరికితే ప్రస్తావించి చూడండి. అప్పుడు నేను చెప్పింది మంచి పద్ధతి అని మీరే ఒప్పుకుంటారు.

ఆ తరువాత కాలంలో కథలు, నవలలు, పుస్తకాలు చదవడం వలన అందులోని పాత్రలను చాలా దగ్గరగా చూసినట్లు, అవి నాతో మాట్లాడుతున్నట్లు అనుభూతి చెందేవాడిని. నాకు తెలిసి పుస్తకాలు చదివే అందరికీ ఇలాంటి అనుభూతి ఏదో ఒకసమయంలో కలిగి ఉంటుంది. అలాంటి సందర్భంలోనే మొదట నేను ‘ఆక్సిడెంట్,’ అనే ఒక కథ రాసాను. అందులో పాత్రలు కూడా కల్పితం అయినప్పటికీ ఆ సమయంలో అంటే 2008 లో నా జీవితానికి దగ్గర పోలికలు ఉంటాయని నాకు అనిపిస్తుంది.

నిజానికి ఏ రచయిత అయినా తన రచన యొక్క పాత్రలు అన్నిటిలో తన యొక్క ఆత్మను ప్రవేశపెడుతూ ఉంటాడు. అందులో మంచి పాత్రలు, చెడు పాత్రలు అన్నీ కూడా ఒక ఊహ, లేదా అనుభవం నుంచి ఏర్పడినవే. అలా కథతో మొదలైన నా ప్రయాణం నా ఊహల ప్రపంచంలో పాత్రల ద్వారా నన్ను ఎక్కడికో తీసుకువెళ్ళిపోయింది. రాస్తున్న కొద్దీ ఆసక్తి, కుతూహలం ఇంకా ఎక్కువైపోయి ఎవరు చదివినా, చదవకపోయినా పరవాలేదు కనీసం నేను చదువుకోడానికి అయినా రాయాలి అనే స్థాయికి వెళ్ళిపోయింది.

దీన్నే ఆంగ్లంలో ‘Self Indulgence,” అంటారు. కేవలం ఈ ఒక్క విషయం వల్ల మాత్రమే ప్రపంచంలో ఉన్న అన్ని రంగాలలో అద్భుతమైన ఆవిష్కరణలు సాధ్య పడ్డాయి అని నేను గట్టిగా నమ్ముతాను. దీని గురించి చివరిలో చెప్తాను. ఆ తరువాత కాలంలో మూడు రచనలు చేసాను, మూడు అనువాదాలు కూడా చేసాను. గోదావరి ప్రచురణలు అనే సంస్థ ద్వారా అవి మార్కెట్లో విడుదల అయ్యాయి కూడా. అప్పుడే నా గమ్యం లక్ష్యం ఒక్కటే అని నేను నిర్ణయించుకున్నాను. ఈ నిర్ణయానికి నా ధర్మపత్ని సహకారం కూడా ఉందనుకోండి.

 సినిమారంగంలో కష్టాల లాగ రచయితకి కూడా కష్టాలు ఉంటాయి, అవి సినిమా కష్టాల్లా బయోస్కోప్ లో చూసినట్లు రంగురంగులగా కనిపించవు. బ్లాక్ అండ్ వైట్లో చాలా స్పష్టంగా మన కళ్ళముందర కనపడతాయి. ఒకానొక సందర్భంలో రాజకీయం, సినిమా అనేవి జీవిత లక్ష్యాలుగా ఎంచుకుంటే ఎప్పటికీ జీవితంలో విజయం సాధించలేరు అని ఒక మహానుభావుడు అన్నాడు. మరైతే రచనల గురించి రచయిత గురించి ఇంకేమనుకోవాలి. అసలు దరిదాపుల్లో కూడా కనిపించమేమో. అలోచించి చూస్తే ఆ వ్యాఖ్య చదువు యొక్క ప్రాముఖ్యత చెప్పడంకోసం ప్రత్యేకమైన సందర్భంలో చెప్పి ఉంటారు. కానీ ప్రస్తుత కాలం చూస్తుంటే అందులో అంత నిజం లేదేమో అనిపిస్తుంది. ఎందుకంటే ప్రపంచం యొక్క పరిథి విస్తారం అయ్యింది, కనుక అన్ని రంగాలలో ఎదగడానికి ఆస్కారం ఉంది.   

ఒక్కోసారి నా పైత్యం ఎలా ఉంటుందంటే, హైపర్ ఆదీ తన మాటలకు తానే నవ్వుకున్నట్టు నేను రాసింది చూసి నేనే మురిసిపోతాను. అందులో ఎంతమాత్రం తప్పు లేదు, ఎందుకంటే అలా చెయ్యకపోతే అసలు ఏ రంగంలో ఐనా ముందుకు సాగలేము. మనం చేసినపని మనకే నచ్చకపోతే, ఇతరులకి ఎలా నచ్చుతుంది. ఇది కేవలం రచనలు మాత్రమే కాదు అన్ని రంగాలకీ వర్తిస్తుంది. ఇది మా తరం యొక్క స్వరం అని నేను నమ్ముతాను. ఇంకా చాలా విషయాలు ఉన్నాయి. వీలు చిక్కినప్పుడు వివరిస్తాను, ఖాళీ దొరికినప్పుడు చదవండి.     

The Stupidity of Randomness

"What was your name" I was staring at her not because she was beautiful, healthy or splendid but because both of us are dead and we are waiting for our turn to face an unknown entity for undergoing retribution. I don't think I will be penalized heavily for I have never done anything bad in my life (ahem some of you while reading this might feel that I might have done nothing good either), and if you ask me I wasn't prepared to be born. My life merely was a chance taken without my concern, so I played it according to my wish and ended up here. As far as I can remember I died in a battle field and I can assure you that I don't know whose side I was fighting on. All I was doing was just passing with herd but to my surprise none of the soldiers that fought and died together with me are not be found anywhere in the room. May be they were severely injured and taken to a rejuvenation camp, am I the only one that was dead. “Bloody hell" o wait is it hell or heaven that I was subjected to after my death. I probably don't know it yet.

The room that I was sitting was filled with couple of youngsters like me and so many middle agers all of them are waiting in desperation for their turn. I looked at her since she was the only women in the room, I don't see a reason as to why she was brought up here, she seemed very young and if you are thinking that I am old enough then it's your fault because I was just twenty five. I don't know where I had read or heard this but there is a thing that if you fought in a battle and die you would be certainly sent to heaven. Remembering this I tapped my shoulder for wisely deciding to join in army. I was on cloud 9 thinking about all the angels that would surround me once I was in heaven. I was intrigued by her presence hence decided to try my hand

"How did you die" I asked her even if she didn't answer my earlier one. It appeared as if she seemed less interested in me so moved swiftly away and sat very far from me. I am not very good in moving socially with women while I was on earth for that reason I would say that I didn't get enough chance. Since I failed miserably at the one thing that excited I tried to be friend a similar person of my age who was just adjacent to me. He didn't get my attention since earlier I was trying my hand at one thing that I know I would fail for sure. It is understood that the person I was conversing, died with cancer I was surprised to know that he was attacked by this disease at an early age why god couldn't be more merciful on him felt pity about that. I reassured him that we both can have a blast in the heaven since it's not our mistakes that brought us here. My crush after death was still surrounded by her ongoing heavy thought process.

In just a while I found that being dead is no more than going to sleep for a long time only you wouldn’t have to wake up and do your chores again, but if it would make you anymore happy or sad I would say that the stream of your consciousness would never end and never leave you even if you were dead. This man started talking incessantly about his dreams, likes, dislikes and what he would do if he were to be alive none of which appealed to me since it felt stupid. Like ever I was easily bored with the person as well as my surroundings, walked here and there randomly only to be held captive by the guardians. I decided not to do this anymore since it would reduce my chances of being sent to heaven. It’s high time to do something good at least for the sake of myself, keeping this in mind I sat silently waiting for my turn.

Finally it came and I was taken by two guards to a place which was supposed to be where my fate would be decided. With knowledge from the movies that I watch, books that I read I thought some mystical person riding on a horse or a bull or something that appear out of ordinary would come and judge me but it wasn’t like that I was facing a huge white canvas and the guards left me. “Welcome Mr. One” a voice was heard. Wait am I talking to god then why would it appear as if the voice was mine, I asked him/her/it the same question. “Mr. One you will be listening to your own voice since you are to decide and answer for yourself while you are here” the explanation seemed illogical to me but I don’t want to argue with him. “Ok. Why are you calling me Mr. One, I have a name?” I asked him again. “What was your name” he asked me in return. Surprisingly I didn’t remember my name at that point “See. You didn’t remember it. Did you?” he asked me and I nodded approvingly. “You will not have a name after your death and you will only be called with a number” he answered again in order to satisfy my curiosity.

“Wait why I am called number one, Am I the first one to be dead on earth” I tapped myself again for posing a tough question to the entity believed to be god. “Even if I say your exact number it would be hard for you to process and remember it hence it was better this way” by saying this he stopped talking and produced a couple of papers out of nowhere which were laid in front of me. “What were these for” I asked in a bewilderment. “Now don’t say you never applied for anything in your life. This is your self assessment application you have to fill it and give it to me so as to get adjudicated” I cursed god for making me do this again and again since this was the very reason why I joined army instead of an office job. Alas I have it to do it at any cost I was a bit dubiouswhile I was filling the form so I turned to god and said “How Can I fill this if I don’t even remember my name. You keep these with you and send me to heaven” I was fed up with his tantrums. “CHACHINAA KAANEE NEEKU BUDHDHI RAALEDU RAA PANIKIMALINA VEDHAVA” I heard these words from god I asked him surprisingly “I am sorry I don’t understand what you were saying”

“Haven’t you Seen Bahubali Movie” God replied irritatingly. “I have seen it. But don’t say that this was the language of Kalakeya since it was created by Rajamouli and should be Started with NIMDA, DUSRAZ TELL MI and also your language doesn’t even have Clicks in it”I expressed my disapproval. It appeared as if God was even more irritated "NEE YABBA RAJAMOULI NI THAYYARU CHESINDI KOODAA NENE KADA RAA NAAKENDUKU AA BHAASHA RAADU" the voice was more intense this time. “No please don’t speak to me in that language I couldn’t make a head or tail of it” I was pleading god. “You know I committed an oafish mistake by bringing you here. I am sentencing you to 150 years of life as punishment and you know what you have to live with your stupidity for this entire period DARIDRUDA DARIDRUDA” by saying this god ordered two of his men to throw me down to earth while I was being dragged I exchanged one final glance with my crush I ran to her unshackling myself from the guards “Please tell me What’s your name and How did you die” at last she spoke to me “Right from the start I was sitting here and thinking that why did I commit suicide yet couldn’t find the answer for that. Still thinking” I was thrown down thinking “ And they Call me Stupid”

The WOW Factor

      A human being has hundred years (or more) to his/her credit out of which we many of us will be unsatisfied since we take trouble in accommodating boredom voluntarily in our life. Most of the times I spend my life trying to find and do the things that simulate my brain, make me rub my palms and eyes together so as to cope up with the thrill. Yes you heard it right the Thrill. Thrill is that thing which makes the world move forward and can be attributed to any field in the world. It can be understood from the current lifestyle that be it Science, Art, Entertainment, Humanity or anything that was worth learning cannot yield productive results if the excitement of what’s next is missing in the subject. Always trying to find out what’s next thing in the subject is the greatest way of learning that will be definitely worth practicing.

                   Sometimes we try to inculcate learning and the immediate moment we are superseded by the thought that everything is just monotonic and loose interest in the things we do. As far I am concerned this is the very reason I failed rather stupidly in establishing myself and to be heard loudly so far. Hence I came up with this thing called The WOW factor which I tried to incorporate in my daily life so as to get benefited. I am not sure about the result but this kept me going and made me do things that initially were mundane.  Every one of us is born with the greatest gift called rational thinking that gives us an opportunity to sort out most of the things with our own conscience. This gift is sometimes extensively used by the persons who are heard a loud and let alone grant them success.

                       Success is if you ask me the ability to do productive things more confidently and with less dependency also it can be defined as a thing that gives us a good night’s sleep.  The funny thing in one’s life is that the solution is always available for everyone to find out yet we go on doing things and give lame excuses and expect people to help us.  Help from someone is of less important in the journey of peace of mind only if we know where exactly are we planning on moving It was a mere common sense that  always show us the way. This isn't a path that is surrounded by bushes, thorns and obstacles this is a path that will lead us right destiny provided we are always equipped with the right knowledge of the WOW factor.

                      The first obstruction that we encounter in our life is none other than ourselves. Not every one of us will have many aspirations, but being in a society each of us always required to or hope to lead a life that makes some sense.  The advantage everybody gets in the course of life is the chance of educating oneself of the things that needs to be done in order to be prolific. The key element in the production my friends is it appears to me as none other than the WOW factor that is what keeps us always going and indeed quite enjoyable irrespective of the outputs.

    

నిబద్ధతా? ‘నిర్భయ’మా?

                  స్త్రీ అనే వ్యక్తి లేకుండా ప్రపంచం లేదు అనేది నిర్వివాదమైన అంశం. పురాణాలు,గ్రంధాలు అనేక ఇతర మాధ్యమాల్లో స్త్రీలకు ప్రత్యేకమైన స్థానం ఉంది. స్త్రీలను గౌరవించాలి, వారి బలాన్నీ, బలహీనతను విజ్ఞత కలిగిన వ్యక్తిగా అర్ధం చేసుకోవాలి అని ప్రతీ ఒక్కరూ గుర్తించాలి. కాని జరుగుతున్న పరిణామాలు దానికి భిన్నంగా ఉండడం బాధాకరం, ఇది ఎవరూ ఆనందంగా ఆహ్వానించే విషయం కాదు. స్త్రీలపై హింస, అత్యాచారాలు, వేధింపులు, దౌర్జన్యాలు జరగడం నేటి ప్రపంచం చేసుకున్న దౌర్భాగ్యం అయితే ఇప్పటివరకు జరిగిన సంఘటనలు అన్నిటికీ కేవలం పురుషాధిక్య  సమాజంలో వున్న  అనేకమంది స్త్రీ పురుషుల యొక్క ధోరణులు అనుకోవడం ఎంతవరకు సమంజసం.

                     దేశ రాజధాని అయిన న్యూ ఢిల్లీ లో 2012 డిసెంబర్ నెలలో జ్యోతి సింగ్ అనబడే యువతి పై జరిగిన సామూహిక అత్యాచారం నిజంగా మానవజాతి యొక్క అసక్తతకు పరాకాష్ట, ఇది చాలా దురదృష్టకరం. ఇలాంటి సమస్యలు ప్రపంచం లోనే అతి పెద్ద ప్రజాస్వామ్య దేశంగా పేరుగాంచిన భారత దేశంలో అనునిత్యం ఎదో ఒక ప్రాంతంలో ఎదో ఒక రూపంలో జరుగుతూనే ఉంటాయి. వీటి యొక్క మూలాలను అన్వేషించి మళ్ళీ ఇటువంటివి పునరావృత్తం కాకుండా సమస్యను సమూలంగా, సమగ్రంగా నిర్మూలించడానికి ప్రతీ ఒక్క పౌరుని, ముఖ్యంగా యువత యొక్క భాగస్వామ్యం ఎంతో అవసరం.అయితే బాధ్యతగా భావించి భావోద్వేగాలు అతి వేగంగా ఊపందుకునే ప్రస్తుత సమాజం తమ అభిప్రాయాలను  బహిరంగంగా బాహాటంగా ‘నిర్భయం’గా బయటపెట్టి పరనింద, దూషణ, పరస్పర శత్రుత్వాన్ని ఆహ్వానించి తద్వారా న్యాయం చేస్తున్నాం అనుకునే పరిస్థితిలో మనం అంతకు రెట్టించిన అన్యాయం చేస్తోంది.

                  పోయిన జ్యోతి సింగ్ ప్రాణాన్ని భూమి మీద మనం చేసే విమర్శలు, శిక్షలు, శోకాలు, కన్నీళ్ళు తిరిగి తీసుకురాలేవు, ఆమె తల్లిదండ్రులకు ఏర్పడిన లోటు  పూరింపలేనిది, లక్ష గళాలు ఏకమైనా సరే ఇది అసాధ్యం.పోనీ అత్యాచారం అనేదానికి అనుకూలమైన వ్యక్తి ప్రపంచంలో ఎక్కడైనా ఉంటాడా, దీనిని ప్రపంచంలో ఏ సమాజం ఆమోదించదు. మరి ఇటువంటి దురదృష్టకరమైన పరిణామాలు ఎందుకు చోటు చేసుకుంటున్నాయి, ఇలాంటి పనులకు పూనుకున్న వ్యక్తులను శిక్షించడం మన బాధ్యత కాదా అంటే శిక్ష అనేది సమాజంలోని పరిస్థితిల్లో మార్పును తీసుకువోచ్చే విధంగా ఉండాలి కాని ఏ ఒక్క వ్యక్తినో బాద్యుడిని చేసి, ప్రతీ పౌరుడు న్యాయనిర్ణేతగా వ్యవహరించి అతడిని ఉరి తీసే విధంగానో, కొట్టి చంపే విధంగానో ఉండకూడదు. సమాజానికి తగిలిన ఇటువంటి గాయాలకు చికిత్స అవసరం. 

                             వాక్స్వాతంత్రం కలిగిన ప్రస్తుత ప్రపంచంలో ఉన్నతమైన విలువలతో కూడుకున్నప్పటికీ అవగాహన రాహిత్యంతో మూడవ వ్యక్తి చేసిన ఒక ప్రయోగం ( బి బి సి చానెల్ వారు తయారు చేసిన ఇండియాస్ డాటర్ అనబడు లఘు దృశ్య శ్రవణ నివేదిక)  తాము ప్రస్తుతం నివసిస్తున్న సమాజంలోని వ్యక్తులను కించపరిచే విధంగా ఉండడం ద్వారా నిజానిజాలను పక్కనపెట్టి త్వరితగతిన ఆవేశం చెందే లక్షణాలు ఉన్న యువత తమకు తామే తప్పుద్రోవలో పట్టే విధంగా ఉంది.ఇది ఒక అంశం అయితే తమ తలరాత ఎలా ఉంటుందో నిర్ణయించే ప్రభుత్వం మారడానికి ఎన్నో సంవత్సారాలు ఒపికపట్టే ప్రజలు ఒక వ్యక్తిని శిక్షించడానికి న్యాయాన్యాయ విచక్షణ కోల్పోయి నడి రోడ్ మీద ఒక వ్యక్తిని లాక్కొచ్చి కొట్టి చంపడం తీవ్రవాదం కాక మరేంటి. దీనిని ఖండించని వ్యక్తులు ప్రపంచంలో కాగడా పెట్టి వేలికిచూసినా కనిపించరు.

                          ఇటువంటి సంఘటన ప్రపంచంలో ఎదో మూలలో కాదు క్షమకు పుట్టిల్లుగా చరిత్ర చేత అభివర్ణింపబడిన, జీవ హింస మహా పాపం అన్న బుద్దుడు నడిచిన ఈ  భారత దేశంలో నాగాలాండ్ రాష్ట్రంలో జరగడం గతంలో ఎవరికంటా పడకుండా జరిగిన అత్యాచారం కన్నా దారుణం, అమానవీయం.దీనికి మనమందరం బాధ్యులమే.ఈ నేపధ్యంలో ఒకవేళ అవకాశం ఉంటే అత్యాచారానికి పాల్పడిన వ్యక్తిని బహిరంగంగా కొట్టి చంపే ప్రక్రియలో పాల్గొనడానికి ఎంతమంది ఉత్సాహపడతారు అనేది ఎవరికి వారు వేసుకోవలసిన ప్రశ్న,నా మటుకు నేను దీనిని తీవ్రంగా వ్యతిరేకిస్తాను. ప్రతీసమాజానికీ లాభమో లేదా నష్టమో జరగడానికి ఏ ఒక్క వ్యక్తీ ప్రత్యక్షంగా కానీ పరోక్షంగా కాని కారణం కాదు ఎందుకంటే వ్యక్తులందరూ కలిస్తేనే సమాజం అవుతుంది. 

                             ఒక విపత్కర పరిస్థితి ఏర్పడినప్పుడు  లేదా అనుకోని సంఘటన దానికి బాధ కలగడం సహజం అయితే బాధ వేరు భయం వేరు, బాధ అనేది మనల్ని భయపడే విధంగా చేస్తుంది, భయపడిన మనిషి తన అభిప్రాయానికి పక్షపాతి అయ్యే ప్రమాదం ఉంది.భయమనేది కేవలం ఊహ మాత్రమే, ఊహ అనేది ఎప్పటికీ నిజం కాలేదు. ఊహించి తీసుకున్న నిర్ణయానికి ఒక ప్రాణాన్ని వెలకట్టి బలివ్వడం ఎంతవరకు న్యాయం.??? ఇది సమాజాన్ని మార్చాలనే నిబద్ధతా,?? వ్యతిరేకించాలి అనే ‘నిర్భయ’మా?? 

Time for a rumination

We live in a world where we have to face contradiction from everyone right from the day we were born. Every one of us have a different perspective to look at things that we built up in the due course of time depending on the various scenarios we encountered since puerility which makes the world apart. Attempting to bring such a world in unison is the silliest mistake a person does in his/her entire life because just like no to persons are born alike no two great minds think alike. Being said that if someone asks you what you can do to the person right next to you for living in the same planet as you do, you just simply can say that I don’t want to mess around with one’s head given the range of problems that one already had and my limited exposure on one’s life. Every sane person on this lost world knows for sure that the misery arising out of one’s own life can and will only be solved by the person himself if nobody plays god or superior. It was just a matter of time for a person to figure out the appropriate tangible solution for a problem with a gentle peace of mind.

PK is a docile film with a seemingly acceptable plot point a talented star cast a large canvas and a good heart (Only ostensible) but none of them comes under the category of reality. Amir Khan is a versatile actor among his contemporaries and I liked him watching on screen for the actor he was and the charisma he has. When people try to entertain me I accept it cause it takes me away from reality and when the same people start preaching messages about trust, life, love, faith, Philanthropy etc., I am not a very good listener for various reasons. It also comes as a surprise to anyone who watched this film since its self-referential speaking about the wrong numbers that were mentioned in the film.Well how can I be sure that this film is not one of them? No right? Hence I don’t want to talk about them. The oldest and lamest excuse one shows to find out a wrong number is asking the wrong number to remove poverty in the continent which is impossible even for a few hundred right numbers put together as a team, come on aren't we the one in the new millennium that crossed the planets with a moderate budget.

One can confidently say that this film will garner huge audience for the kind of wrong number it is and the promising false hope it gives to the not so demanding movie goer. Am I jealous or am I over analyzing things that are supposed to be left alone, may be or may be not but the thing is I believe in a motto called don’t give advice when you are not asked for and don’t mess around when there is nobody to guide. The story is quite simple as long as you stop asking about logic and the extreme cinematic liberties that the makers had taken. It was a make believe tale where you are left with a gullible alien protagonist who searches for a way back home only to be deceived by the managers of god. If I were to be in that position I would have immediately searched my remote using the powers I had left the god forsaken planet although it’s not appreciated sometimes it happens to be reasonable answer because right from the beginning it’s never my battle making me a busy body.

Talking about the similarities in the film I can correlate the subject under discussion as a modern day retelling of “Barrister Parvatheesam” a light hearted novel by Mokkapati Narasimha Sastry. Although both of them are not aborigines one can sense the similarities in the characterization of PK and BP. Technically speaking there is nothing a film can offer for the impending, persisting and overbearing problems that exist in the real time environment which is the reason why it’s called fiction with a disclaimer of course. When we attain a benchmark in our respective field we feel a sense of pride in us which wrongly puts us in a state of superiority. Is the effort towards PK sincere? Well it’s the actual intention of the movie makers that decides. What we are trying to perceive and what it is that we really need in our lives. Is it someone to say that we are wrong so as to worship him as our hero? All our lives we have been waiting for miracles to happen knowing ignoring the fact about the miracles a mind can create. Finally the one and only wrong number that you are going to get is the person right next to you. Thank you one and all.

A Failed Attempt

Never in my life did I honestly craved to achieve success or failure.For that reason I have no complains for whatever might be the outcomes. Not because accomplishment is hard to attain or something that demands happiness success is least significant in my view given the repetitive attempts towards it. What puzzles me is my constant obstinance and reluctance towards a belief that is considerably looked upon by others as rebellious nature.Often I staged numerous ways towards executing a task that supposedly should make an endeavor fruitful but utterly ridiculed by the community.

Fact is success isn't definitive and failure isn't something that can be considered as negative after all the perception differs.Whenever I receive a suggestion I consider it as a first step towards my failure and as far I am concerned there is nothing that can be done to review and rebuild one's own actions so as to make them appealing. If you ask me the amount of calibre that was put in successful and failed products is just the same, but what makes some things catchy is a lifelong pursuit for every individual and yet the answer is uncertain and not universal.  

I can't even think about my outcome after a brief amount of time that I have interjected to be yielding or unyielding but it was just the product of my labor that best I could come up with.In a brief history during my never ending sojourn on earth I came across many people who have done similar kind of things as me(May be a bit more or less) but the varied amount of success(or should i Call it supposed fruitfulness) which always left me in perplexity.Sometimes people say to me that I am not who I am and I haven't done anything that represents my true self and that probably I was living a borrowed life which appears to them as the reason for my any misery that might occur to me, well its always our choice to let those things in or out. When we stand in cross roads we can't by million chances say that any one of the direction will lead us to achievement or failure. 

We can't be happy and successful at the same time so if anyone asks us what can be learnt from failed attempts we can say that its a fact that everyone's life is full of them and also its not the result that keeps us going but its the pursuit of the result. We watch people, we learn from their mistakes we make mistakes and make them learn from us ,we succeed and set an example we fail and become cautionary its all in the wold there is no reason to stop doing what we do best.Now this can be quiet challenging for there is no certainty involved and only the realization that your peace of mind lies in it makes it worth following.    
              

Liebster award Nominations and Questions

What is this Leibster Award, Am I worthy of it. Well don't answer that question for I wouldn't like it. It was just another Saturday evening and everything is set as per the specifications, suddenly I got a message from my brother saying that I was nominated for this award Boom my schedule has to be altered for something better (Thank you Bro).For one thing I would like to congratulate and appreciate my brother not for nominating me but just for being nominated by an anonymous person.I personally feel inspired by my brother Mr Sarma Veturi( although he wouldn't apprise it) I have written numerous discarded testimonials for his success hence this wasn't an exception. As far as this award is concerned what is the greatest appreciation that a blogger or writer expects from anyone? For that reason is writing about appreciation or expression? This unanswerable question remains to be a mystery to everyone who has the ability to read enthusiasm to write and comprehend in any language. 

Frankly Speaking although I write vigorously in by blog there are a few number of blogs that i read regularly not since I was busy doing anything but I couldn't find where to follow and whom to follow. Hence my nominations here would be uncertain in the aspect of worthiness, but I can assure one thing to everyone that I feel a sense of respect for those who are gifted with the capability of emoting through writings. This may come as a surprise but answering, posing questions about his/her life is considered as a  greatest virtue  by any writer and kudos to the originator of this idea through the Leibster( No I don't know what Leibster Means) award. To avoid frustration in choosing the nominations I came up with an idea which goes like this starting from the one that nominated me in the first place I would be nominating the ones from each successive blogger. Congratulations to all these bloggers for being listed here. You deserve it. Now comes the time of Rapid Fire Round. Shoot

      1.    Which character from any work of fiction you can identify yourself the most with?

This is my favorite question and I would be very happy while answering it. From my childhood I was a great fan of the fictitious character Spiderman. The one that was adapted by Sam Raimi suits me the best. Although it seems a bit childish I always wanted to be a  sensible superhero like Spiderman and save the world from all bad deeds. In this context I remember a scene from my childhood where I asked my aunt to give me the Spider Man costume if anyone gifts her on her wedding. Everybody laughed at such an instance and at that point I couldn’t understand why.

Often I feel like crying while looking at the sensibilities and naiveties of Peter parker (Thanks to the honest portrayal of Toby McGuire) in winning his lady love. The saddest part is that being a superhero he never gets what he requires most starting from a glass of drink. Now that is too modest for a man like him. Holding the responsibility and doing the things that are supposed to be right in spite of being trapped by venom that arises from the inner self is the greatest challenge any person would encounter. Spider-man does this. And he is my superhero. I can identify myself with him.

       2.   What is your favorite movie and why?

     There are a lot of favorite movies in variety of languages for me but films from my mother tongue telugu are all time favorites. A couple of films among them are Abhilasha and Gangleader. Reason is quite simple I like the genres Thriller, Action Very much. If you need quite more complex reasons and films I will start lecturing on 12 Angry men. :D 

      3. What is your reading frequency?

     A Book per a Month and sometimes the count will increase exponentially depending upon the season. 

   

     4. What is the greatest challenge you face in writing? 

    The greatest challenge is to overcome laziness and write. I hardly experience Writers block 

     5. What makes you a read a book? It’s Blurb? Review from a person you like? Cover    Page? Author’s Previous Works?

     Some of the above factors seems to be little effective on a person like me since I read a book because I love reading. But sometimes I happen to pick up the books that are read by characters in a Movie, Television series, Plays etc. The best example is “Of Mice and Men” this was read by the character James Sawyer Ford in TV Series LOST.

      6. What are your reading patterns?

     I am not sure whether or not that I understand this question. But if I may guess it’s regarding postures I love reading in the chair on the top of a building.

     7.How do you fight Bloggers Block?

     I write whatever comes to my mind at that moment and simply put open to suggestions and improvisations in the end of my post.

      

     8. Do you think setting yourself target works in writing?

     Speaking of the end results it should work. Productivity can be achieved through constant practice and targets make us active. If you take too much time to write considering the outcome meditation is better than writing. If writing is a form of expression targets are orientations towards expression.

    

      9. How important do you think grammar is in writing? Especially in English?

      That depends on what you are aspiring for. When you want to narrate a story grammar plays little role and errors that creep out can be overlooked. 

   

     10. What time of the day is the most conducive for you to right?

     Early in the morning 6:00 AM to 8:00 AM

 Here are my nominations. Once again congratulations to all of you. Although I don’t personally know some of you I wish you all success in your future writings.

       1.    Veturi Sarma:     http://veturisarma.blogspot.in/

       2.    Smita:   http://books-life-n-more.blogspot.in/

       3.    Jeyna Grace :      http://jeynagrace.wordpress.com/

       4.    Prathyusha :      http://prathyuandhertrystwithfood.blogspot.in/

       5.    Sreesha :      http://petrichorandclouds.blogspot.in/

       6.    Saumya :     http://saumyananduru.blogspot.in/

       7.    Adish :      http://www.aadisht.net/blog/

       8.    Krishna :     http://crawls.blogspot.in/

       9.    Ankita:     http://rubinishetty.blogspot.in/

      10. Arun Kumar:    http://movieretrospect.blogspot.in/

     

        Now it’s time to question my nominees.

    1.   Who is your God Father?

    2.  What/Who is your inspiration in writing?

    3.   Do you like sensibility?

    4.   Have you ever kissed anyone? How does it feel?

    5. What do you want to do? Follow? Lead? Play your part?

    6.   Are you an open book? Is there any secret about you that no one other than you knows?

    7.   Do you believe in voluntary actions or forceful actions?

    8.    Who according to you is noble?

    9.    Who is your favorite fictitious character and why?

    10.  In whose presence do you feel most comfortable?

   

     Happy reading, writing ladies and gentlemen. 

Book Review- The Lowland- Jhumpa Lahiri

The Pretty False Intellectuals.

             Why do we ever write or read a novel? Is it to show someone that we are capable or reading or writing? Is it to satisfy inherent passion towards literature? Is it to earn money or Pulitzer, Noble Peace, Booker Prizes? Do we need to satisfy the readers or to satisfy ourselves? What is the prime motto? Are we contributing to the world or to only ourselves? Does our work show satisfaction or dissatisfaction? Are we happy after, before or during the reading of the book by ourselves as well as the readers? If any of these questions arise in your mind prior to  the purchase of this book I would recommend to stay as far as possible to this utterly ridiculous false work of a desperate dispassionate unethical cynical woman.

              The only thing the author of The Lowland cared is to portray dissatisfaction and hatred along the way the characters in this novel travel.The story is just plain simple as our life goes with  fictional intellectuals scattered all round the world not knowing what knowledge really means or to utilize it their benefit or to the benefit of others. The entire novel is a delightful hotchpotch of beautiful landscapes, Slums, Beaches, Palm Springs, Vermillion, Naxalbari Uprising, The principles of communism, Mao,Marx,Lenin, Literature,Metaphysics, Schopenhauer and other stuff that stimulate the Green Card holders still having their dual citizenship. I mean do we need all this stuff. Isn't available on the open source, are you completely out of imagination only to be dependent on unfortunate reality.

          Given the span of the novel one expects a subtle with genuine characters that somehow one can correlate with, but to our surprise what we get is a self-sustained individuals seriously craving for love only to realize the lust behind it and to hate themselves at a later stage.After the act of repentance only they could do is concentrate more on their academics to write a book , to research on something, to create love or to go back to the only place in the world that made them who they are. No Seriously mam you lost your every right to land in our place due to your supreme intelligence which is a sheer waste considering the outcomes of it because we are concerned in a collective growth but not in homosexuality and acts that are unnatural so as to prove that we are capable of dominating orthodoxy.The 370 pages of the work looks more like a thesis(that the author feels so certain about winning) rather than a joy to read.

          At times we like the characters in the book but its temporary until the author fails them through her inconsistent methods of life. There is a point where we get a liking for the Character Bela(The daughter of Subhash) due to her hardworking and innovative ways of cultivation but it is ruined by the author when she introduces Bela’s pregnancy and reluctance to accept the father of her child. Bela wants to raise the kid on her own, I mean AYFKM we don’t bring kids into the world since we have the capability and a safe place to live. Is this some kind of petting? How can we give love to someone if we are uncertain of ourselves to receive it from someone else? It is best to raise a puppy instead of giving birth. 

                The entire book is pointless from the beginning till the end. Do you need entertainment or something to keep you going thinking that there is happiness in the world? My suggestion stay away from this work and read comics or eat healthy food.This work only spreads misery, cold-eyed romance, wrong thinking, resentment, stupidity. None of the characters in the book are worth remembering they only make you feel sorry for themselves and yourselves for reading about them. Finally Mam in your own words You are as dead to me as Udayan. This is my first and last read of the works of Jhumpa Lahiri The Pretty False Intellectual. I now realize that winning a Pulitzer Prize is as easy as shitting in your restroom. 

An unintentional confession

Is it necessary for anyone to confess for the simple reason of appealing to others. Often when we fail we try to explain ourselves to others or sit in a lonely corner worrying over a contemplation. What is it we need intelligence., knowledge, acknowledgement , passion, success, pride, innovation, fortitude, progress, collective progress, love and suffering of others or ourselves, philosophy , god. Nothing from the above matters at all when we are unable to avoid confessions and introspections either in a group or in a church.


The greatest sin ever committed by an individual is being born as a human being for which there is no looking back. Yet here we are worrying over futility and intentionally finding reasons to be unhappy in spite of a plenty of constant natural sources of joy. The inherent trait of being happy at all times with little amount of materials is what makes us human. There are two things in the world which are the constant pursuits of mankind over ages needless to say those are love and hatred. And nothing better than history that offers results as examples to let us know what happens if we perpetually harness either of them.

Do you think life is gloomy. Watch the sunrise. Do you think life is desolate. Try petting. Do you think you are ignorant. Feel happy since you are not a culprit in nagasaki attacks. Do you feel that you are lacking something. Complete your life with innocence. Do you feel people are ignorant. Use your simulations for your own productivity. Do you want to love someone and be acknowledged. Stay away from them. Aren't you satisfied with the way things are going around you. Eat your favourite food happily and sleep when the clock strikes 10. Do you want to be blessed. Do not pray. Do you feel that you are a loser. Think about a stage of your life as an unborn child.

Source of happiness is limitless only perception of it differs from person to person. So in a world of ultimate sources there shouldn't be any scope for thoughts, confessions or misconceptions and miseries. After all everyone of deserve the right to be happy for being brought up into a god forsaken world. Love you all.

Life with Detachment, Pragmatism and Derivative Integration

This festive season everyone (to the best of my knowledge) witnessed a sense of tedium in terms of every ongoing act in their life. This provokes me to believe that the funniest, infuriating, ironical thing that ever comes to anyone’s mind is the disinterest and the materialistic nature which is not at all recommended to eradicate a possible outcome of being dominated by simulated brain. There are a plenty of times now a days where I feel that my childhood is the greatest blessing since it gave me a lot of opportunities to experience a completely bio degradable and joyous life. I often wondered that is there any possibility for a person to completely influence, lead and empower a group of individuals by means of love, attachment, command, authority, courage, supremacy and diplomacy, but I can Ascertain confidently that I have already witnessed such happening in my life which makes me gifted. And for the coming of ages I still keep on speculating if we might call such person as a god or a god father.

                        When I was at the age of 10 I used to receive a quarter piece of Cent for Performing certain household tasks which at that moment seemed to me as a greatest achievement as reaching mount Everest, nevertheless right now I am having loads (and someone like me might be having crores) which doesn't seem to me as piece of trash in a pile of garbage. People are squandering resources in search and pursuit of lost time and happiness yet their attempts never are successful as all one can get is nothing but plastic smile and a copper plate. The greatest mistake every individual does in their life is to give utmost importance to machines rather than men and it is a miserable fact that machines do reciprocate with a greater level of productivity. Keeping aside the borders and ethics one should accept that to lead a happy life as per the free will is the fundamental right of everybody born on this planet. Some amazing miscalculations and misinterpretations are perceived by today’s people as their greatest endeavors which might be termed as an utter ridicule.

                       The truth that nothing lasts forever and there is a need for coexistence in the universe which is a biological fact cannot be altered with an exception for the machinery. It often occurred to me that to be happy is moral or to make someone happy is moral or together being happy is moral or for that reason do machines have a morality. This question is never answered by any individual and even Sigmund Freud might fear to state this in his interpretation of dreams.  The intentional behavior of an individual is quite puzzling now a day since the reason for a person to be happy is never comprehensible for the outsiders. There are terms like greater people and lesser people in the world which in turn are created by greater or lesser people or both so it is extremely complex to establish one’s act good or bad based on the judge’s perspective.

                        In this context there exists a phase called derivative integration which calls for mutual association of the individuals in close contact with nature and technology. The application is quite simple every machine needs a person to run and every person needs second person to survive and cooperate in order to harmonize. Machines can’t direct humanity with another machine but human mind can dominate machinery with the help of fellow beings to make them his slave. Without any second thought the accomplishment in the twenty first century one can achieve is none other than the machinery itself. Adam and Eve might happy without an I-pad but they might have missed the fun of tagging and being photographed through a megapixel. Finally my noble request to everybody is to make time for the people and gather in a crowd to party the hell out of boom boxes until they fail to operate. This is life we will never get a second one. 

.....A Never ending Passion towards cinema......

Irrespective of fan following, Box office collections and much acclaimed hype Telugu cinema has long before excelled the international boundaries for being the land of acclaimed actors like Chiththoor.V Nagayya who is Considered as Paul Muni of India during the early ages of South Indian Cinema. At this juncture to analise and reciprocate certain elements of cinema might be the biggest sin commited by any individual of artistic passion. Even the minutest part of any motion picture is filmed with utmost enthusiasm,dedication and precision. Being a true and unintentional appreciator of aesthetic entertainment one should accept a simple fact that even after a huge number of commercial failures people are kind enough to embrace the presence of cinema. This is a perfect and lively example of mania on cinema that spread into the inners of humans over the generations . It is universally accepted fact that when two persons from Andhra Pradesh Meet they don't greet each other instead they talk about the newest releases in the season.

The one and only reason that ever works with cinema of any kind is that the existence of mankind and the problems which were never solved in real time can be solved on the silver screen. Everybody has the right to comment on the productivity of a certain thing provided it is unbiased and it shouldn't by any chance imply forcefully to commend that thing and it would be foolish to do so. Being a firm supporter of anyone doesn't confine individuals to the exact person due to a fact that the world is full of opportunities.Lately in the year of 2009 I have encountered a number of classics in Hollyowwd with the advent of Peer To Peer Neworking, VLC Player and Subtitles. After realising a plethora of genres and sub genres I still wonder why films like 12 Angry men were never attempted and portrayed on indian screen inspite of a lot of appreciable actors like, Jaggaiah, SV Ranga Rao, Rajanala, Rama Krishna, Harnath and chalam during the golden age of cinema.

There were times when Technical staff in films are paid commensurately with main leads and the actors are hired by production studios instead of independent producers and the quality of cinema is not conceived by first day gross collections rather than the word to mouth publicity. Even during those hard days the films managed to run 100 days or silver jubilees and re releases also.Since its inception in 1931 The telugu cinema has undergone a series of variations On the chronological order Mooky, Talkie, Black and White, Kodak Eastman, Full Geva colour, Cinemascope, 70MM, Six Track Stereophonic, Digital Theater System and most recently Imax in accordance with the international film industry standards.It is a proud feeing for every film goer that the contemporary tollywood is in accordance with top notch quality products and technicians. Even in these broadly classified days it still is ironical if any consider himself or herself the king of box office in this whole world everybody is just a participator of time.

During my childhood I was an ardent fan of Chiru for his portrayal of larger than life characters in films like Kondaveeti Donga, Kodama Simham, Gang Leader etc.Coeval folklore tales like Bhairava Dweepam and Science Fiction like Aditya 369 have stimulated my interests in cinema too.I often regret for not being born duirng the ages of Janapada Bhrahma Vithalacharya, Pulp action director KSR Das.I still remember a time where without even having proper command over the language people managed to watch movies Like Terminator, Cliff Hanger, Evil dead in my home town Kakinada. I would like to see myself in such type of age again. In this context it would be ample to bring about a Conversation that I over heard from an older generation about the challenges they encountered for acquiring a ticket during rainy morning on the release of a huge block buster multi starrer Devudu Chesina Manushulu By Padmalaya Studios in Satyagowri Theatre Kakinada. This itslef justifies the title of the post I guess.

Ranging from a wide Genres Tollywood has experimented on innumerous projects and now a days the focus shifted from making products rather than projects.But any supporter of humanity can state confidently that the films will be made as ong as the human race exists on earth.Hail Cinema Hail Tollywood Hail Human Race Hail Philanthropy.

......Knowledge and skepticism.......

After a brief hiatus of more than five months I reinvigorated my inner soul to generate a useless yet fruitful post(in terms of writing) to fancy my existence. Everybody asks me Why I often degrade my acts its because of the reason that I love to the extremity of hatred.The only inspiration that boosted to write is yet another anonymous writing on the innernet which showed the inherent passion of the individuals in portraying their inner self to the world- a typical attempt.Things are whimsical since my last post, I realised slowly that the honesty of a lazy and despicable person is never appreciated in the social circles which are bound to be pseudo worthy in many cases. This also provoked me to believe the fact that the practical nature of a human being is not a sin and its a highly valued spirit called more former leeches as Survival of the fittest. I was fascinated by the change in the behaviour of people in accordace with the social status which is a perfect example of the long lasting insecurity,dependency and the loss of faith on themselves.

In the course of time I lost my job which made me more reluctant, self referential and deeply unregretful on life, thanks to social networking. I met this astonishing person on one such fortunate/misfortunate day who by serendipity was travelling with me on a sojourn.After listening to my story he said that If I were to be in your position My four fingers would never have gone in to my mouth until and unless I rejuvenated the situation and apologise for miseeds.If anybody has such a feeling they might be less confident on themselves and more anxious about life. Well to tell you what I never had any rues in my life, my hole and sole intention is to make myself happy irrespective of others.This trait of me might be left to the perspection of mortals. I always had a conflict with my mind and heart and ultimately both of them are safe making me a looser.Too much of knowledge on surroundings and least bothering on happenings makes a life skeptic.

To tell you frankly this question elicited in my mind since a very long time.What is the very need for a human being in this world to make his life worth mentioned. Is it to be happy? or to make others happy?. If the later part is chosen as the answer for above question then there is a chance that every person doesn't need to work at all for the very reason that there is another person on earth who is working to make him/her happy. On the contrary If my life is to make myself happy then why on earth would anyone be sad and call me arrogant becoz I am happy and my life is happening inspite of them.This may be often misundestood by some persons as If I am to make other's happpy then whos is to make happy?. Questions Questions Questions for which an educated person can never get an answer and a materialist never cares for the questions at all.Finally every part of the story needs a conclusion which turns out to be the inauguration of a new thought. This undeniable fact can be attributed to every occurence along with certain principles in science. The world doesn't end just for the heck of it every action has an equal and opposite reaction.

.....The Passionate Trends......

It was a sunday morning and I was so messed up earlier last night with all the gadgets that I am having.Ever since the inception I was always desperate in utilising the minute details of technology to their extremity but unfortunately people consider all my attempts as childish or amateurish. I don't have time to worry about the things that make me sad, today it is the time for me to refurbish my instincts towards the integration of applied science with lifestyle. I was walking on a lonely road capturing the precious moments after the rain on my N8. It is the second week of june, after a schorching summer slowly the temperatures are depriciating on account of the recent southwest monsoons. Often I wondered (still keep on wondering) thinking about the very good relation between the climate after a chilling rain on a sunday morning and a young girl of 24 in whites,because both of them arrive simultaneously with verdant and lively visual feasts.I happened to witness the beauty of a girl who was walking on the opposite side of the road when a big lightening occured. I walked to her and asked if she was interested in talking to me for a couple of minutes and fortunate enough to have her mercy.

She spoke to me splendidly "Generally everyone feels a bit hesistant in talking to strangers but the way I was brought makes me completely individualistic,reserved to make my own decisions and answerable wholly to myself on doing so." I am a bit confused when I heard these lines initially from her that it took me a moment for reversion. "Ok I don't like fooling around things but at the same time being straight forward may cut the chances of winning a situation.Hence we will go the adjacent park and share our passions together." "Lets zoom I don't want to waste even a second" it seemed that she is more interested than me.We are comfirtably sitting on a bench in the park. I can see her curly black hair shining in the bright sunlight after the rain " Which phone do you use " she questioned straightly I don't see a point in the initiation but I liked the question " Nokia N8. I believe strongly that the finnish engineers come up with a sense of philanthropy in every model they design. I found it genuinely gripping and satiating my technological appetite to the core." I replied in a hurry as if the question will fly away from me.

"That is a quite complex remark.Chill dude, don't make it an exam. How about Apple don't you like it. Now a days everybody are very much fascinated about the range of apps that Apple derives out of ios and cloud computing. I would like to know your stand on it. " she seemed a bit trendy by saying so.After all that is what much expected from a person to meet the coeval corporate standards. " Well yeah.I feel that Apple is for the individuals and Nokia is for the society. We all appreciate the look and feel of Apple products but we lead our life with Nokia.Isn't it"I questioned her intriguingly. "Now you sounded like a perfect and typical Indian" she laughed in a pleasing manner like an angel. I was very much enthralled by her presence and it looked as if she came all the way from heaven just to embrace me." Never mind. Lets cut that out. To speak straight from the shoulder my only intention in talking to you is just find a rightful life partner for me. Good heavens so far I am lucky and may I please remind you that I am not the one who belives in serendipity in love." I broke the pot and thought that I was in a haste. We spoke for some more time about application of sciences to lifestyle and at the end of the conversation we found each other deeply in love.

We have seen an expensive Audi Q7 in the parking lot when we are about to leave the park hand in hand. A tall well built man with a funky wet hair style dressed in a yellow tee carrying an I phone came to us. " Hello mark how do you do. After a long time. Where have you been all the time. Did you belled the CAT yet" the girl winked at the funky guy and questioned him. She introduced him to me as her classmate in graduation and I cursed myself for not knowing her name in the earlier chat. Both of them are very much engaged in using and discussing the applications of his I phone.She seemed very much excited, interested and elated rather than our encounter earlier.After a moment she came to me and said " Sorry Mister. I don't know your name and please don't say it now. I just wanted you to know that I have changed my Platform from Symbian to ios." these are the last words she spoke to me. After half an hour they both went away in the Audi and I was sitting on the same bench staring at the sky and contemplating. Just then I recieved a call and I noticed that I forgot to switch off the video mode on phone which recorded the entire event. I once agian reviewed those happenings and laughed pleasantly at myself.

I was terribly worried about my misfortune when this happened.Its about a month later I recieved a call from Nokia stating that the video that I have recorded accidentally was shortlisted for the Nokia My Shorts contest. The person on phone asked me immediately to switch on the television and watch the results. I felt very very happy when I listened to his voice on phone and jumped over my feet.Prior to this call the thought of making a real event to a short film came up when I narrated the entire event to my brother. I hung up the phone and switched on the telivision " And now we announce you the winner of the Nokia My Shorts Contest Mr Pranav Sinha for the Short Film. " Love- Technology-Lifestyle." and I was breathless when I heard my name.After that the show continued thanking to everyone until it was interrupted by a short break. I caught the glimpse of a commercial presented by Nokia which said. "Its not Technology. Its what you do with it."