Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Quote of the hour

"The revolutionary became a God and his message was thereby lost."

-V.S.Naipul from Area of Darkness

Sunday, November 25, 2018

The Best Compliment

Everyone after looking at a picture of A.R.Rahman and myself, people say we look alike. But for the first time, Azhar and his sister looked at me in confusion and said, " You look like a younger version of A.R.Rahman."
That wasn't expected. I like it. I'm glad and no way, I try to be like him but rather end up being like him with similar name indeed. A.R

Saturday, November 24, 2018

Sunday Haul

Vinod suggested this book, "Irwing Wallace" "Catch 22" & I picked up Macaulay. And also I picked up this book which is based on traveling. Hope it'll be helpful for my project. 

Friday, November 23, 2018


It was 5.30pm and I entered this dazzling white dargah filled with tranquil vibes.
The ladies sat around praying, I strolled around enjoying the place. No sooner, I circled around the place, I sat at a corner and stayed still. Minutes passed by and the prayers continued.
There I had an urge to share the moment virtually through the instastory. There I had an urge to flaunt my adventures and boast my discovery of this dargah but, something stopped me. Amidst 20 InstaStories, 40 Photos in people's feed and do really people can understand what I'm experiencing through one picture of mine. If sharing is all about seeking reflections of thoughts, why do I've to share where I can't create a dialogue.
At the least, Do people really get informed about what I was going through???
T.M.Krishna's thoughts on 'sharing' flashed in my mind. Nevertheless, millennial I'm, programmed to freeze the moment through pictures.
I questioned of my presence there and I clicked one picture* in black and white and put the phone away.
After a whale of time, the ladies offered me sweet and a coconut piece.  I received it with gratitude and sat right there enjoying the evening.

Then, on a return journey, I shared the picture with few friends of mine starting a conversation on it. And I enjoyed it.

I'll continue talking about this when I meet my other friends in person but, I really don't want to do the small talk that's good for none and also where I can't really share seeking their thoughts on it.  

Thursday, November 22, 2018

Why it has to be about everything but not those moments of happiness?

Talking to Shreya about my birthday, she became angry at me for not sharing that it was my birthday.

Generally, it's another way around.  I'm supposed to be mad at her for not remembering my birthday without an FB reminder. I'm supposed to feel that I'm the reason for everyone's happiness. The one that's born to bring light and all. 

But, her questions made me think.
"What stopped you from sharing about your birthday with me??"
"One call. Shreya! today is my birthday.....See, remembering a birthday or reminding the birthday is not a sign of value to the conversation we have on the birthday. It's the happiness we share is important"

What made me stop from sharing? Maybe I was acting egoistic, expecting everyone to remember my birthday. 

Staying hard on the expectations, I missed out the hearty conversations I could have had with all the loved ones.

Next time, no waiting business. Will call and talk if I want to.  

At the end of the day, it doesn't matter who called, all it matters is how do you enjoy their conversation.

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Corporate Lessons- The people whom you work with

It's important with whom you're working.  Their mindset will set up your first impressions on the job.

I'm grateful for the first job i've. I learnt that communication is the key. How do you communicate with fellow employees is gonna build the trust. Through that trust and rapo, it's easy to work with people.

Monday, November 19, 2018

The birthday treat

Never ever I imagined, I'd celebrate my birthday with people whom I met few hours ago.
Pooja, only know through FB and spandana whom I met just hours ago celebrated my birthday.

Sunday, November 18, 2018

The Sunday Haul- November

Walking to Abids, I ran into Vinod. It's because of him, I took up this habit of Sunday strolling at Abids for books. 

He was with two of his students from his institute.  

I went on with my stroll and picked up Ruskin Bond Collection and Sir C.R.Reddys wit and wisdom. 

Heard a bit about him while  staying at Chittoor, got a chance to know him a bit through this book.
Ruskin Bond and this book for 80rs. A decent buy.

Walked up to 10rs stuff and found this book, The Omen. I read it but I don't own a copy. So, picked it up.

I love hardcovers for their binding. Discovered the Wreck by Rabindranath Tagore.  

Tried getting God Father original for 50rs but never got it. Decided I'll buy before I miss out originals and got it for 80rs. So far, the best deal I cracked near the person whom I meet every sunday. 

Sony Private Life is one book, I wasn't sure of buying. But reading a few reviews on Amazon, picked it up.

Good stuff. Next weekends won't be in Hyd. So made up for two weeks. Good day. Day well spent.

Anjali & I

Anjali invited me to Shankar Mahadevan's concert for which she got passes from their school. She's sweet. I know!. Reminding the good memories of the AR Rahman concert and his time management, I was mentioning Harimohan about it. Quite a contrast to it, they've mentioned 4pm and nothing was ready by them. We were there till Anjali had it all. Waited for 2 hours and left out.

Durham Cheruvu is one place I wanted Anjali also to visit. I insisted them to go. Anjali said yes and we're on it.

After the set of sun, we strolled around. I spotted the paintings which I loved.

Anjali tried a few of the open gym stuff. In the end, Anjali clicked a few of my pictures. Thanks, Anjali. 

Friday, November 9, 2018

Stories on Wheels- Hitchhiking Diaries

I do not share my food with any. And no one really shared any food with me. There were times where we halted to eat at a food joint but, never shared the food that's with us.

Maybe, it's programmed in all of us about the way people can mistrust if you share the food. Maybe one gotta develop the trust to share the food. It's okay. Not easy to deprogram a few beliefs.

I'm okay with it. And if I keep sharing my food with others, I'd end up carrying the heavy baggage of food since I get into too many vehicles to share with.

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

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Sunday, November 4, 2018

Nizam's Collection- Ithir

Over a heritage walk, we encountered these ithir. 

Kafka on the shore

Kafka On the Shore. My first Haruki Murakami Book.

Not until I finished the book, I knew it was of magical realism, fantasy fiction genre.
Finishing this book 
left me with a lot of questions. A lot.

First things first. 
what is it about the incident that caused Nakata to be special. Is there any link between the incident and Miss Saeki?

How are Nakata and Ms.Saeki related?

Convinced by Kafka and Oedipus curse. Kafka's whole story is understandable but, the relations still seem vague. 
There can't be rational explanations in a magical act. Agreed but, acts without any explanations are too much to take in. 
This book has too many loose ends which can together make another sequel.  

Well written but, the purpose of writing is vague. There's a lot of philosophy but, why characters behave the way they behave is unknown in the book. 

After finishing this book, read a bit about Haruki Murakami. Intrigued by his writing process.

His writing on running seems to be worth a read.  If there's anything I'd like to read of Murakami. I'd pick up his memoirs from now. 

One of his lines I quote are
“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”

Music Notes

Nallai Allai from Kaatru Veliyidai. This reminds me of the time I listened to this song in Srujan's car, rides to the office on the early morning. This was always on the list when I rode to the office on cycle. 

Anjali & I

Mahabaratha, knock knock jokes. Primary School memories. 
Dance moves. Trio. And a lot more. 

Geneva Journals- The Dinner Table Conversations

There are a very few people with whom I have confidence to share the food I cook. I called S & T over a dinner and the conversations flo...