Thursday, April 30, 2009

The pain of parting

Truly, in all this world,
In all the time that has past,
Events, images raging fast
Never have i tasted 
A honey so sweet
I long for the day we meet.

Ten years past
Nothing did last
Save the high flying mast
A blast from the past?
Slowly does it sail
Ever to blow, forever on...

I do remember,
The countless days i spent,
All of them well meant
Ne'er did i imagine,
That i had a treasure unspent
And then in a flash you went.

Wither can i run
To get you back??
Your memory lives
But surely all things die.
Boundless is the pain
A farewell does cause,
Unimaginable, the loss.

Yet, i  must really say,
That know the philosophy, i may
It is useless to bay at the moon,
A parting is but, a bitter spoon.

Yet, Ever does this river go on,
Heralding the arrival of a new dawn
Every parting thus done,
Shall see the rise of a new sun.

And so i must say,
Though you be no more
Through time countless
You shall endure.
And then, only then
Will my pain bear fruit
O one no more....

Barriers

Sometimes i feel,

Like there is no love,
lost between us.
Nothing to end this torment,
nothing to ease the pain.
I see an invisible wall built
amidst us-
No tongue to my feelings,
A mute witness
to the drama of fate...

Times were when
I was with you,
And you made me feel whole.
Every moment spent
with you, my love,
is worth far more
than the price of life itself...

I know not what happened,
I know not the way,
for i walk in the dark
without your light
to lead me on,
here i stumble,
and then i pray...

Too many things have happened,
There is no looking back.
For seldom have i seen this,
lonelier than hade's crack.
I wish to be whole again,
never so incomplete,
but without your Midas touch
To be so, is asking too much...

You will not be mine,
for now, or forever.
To hope so, would be
my mistake, but my love
I choose to hope
and keep it burning until
my life, i give up.
For what better way is there
to say goodbye,
than with your name on my lips
And a final wishful sigh...

Friday, July 4, 2008

TECHNOLOGY TANTRUMS

Technology sometimes gets on your nerves... count the number of times when you wanted anything electronic in nature to work for you. Now count the number of times, it didn't work for you, and you'll know what the clear winner is.... The number of times, a meeting has been postponed or canceled because the overhead projector has stopped working, or a laptop refused to get switched on even if threatened with permanent disfigurement, or if the power simply goes phut with the UPS in repair to boot. If you ever want to know how it feels to be happy and frustrated at the same time, walk into any of these boardroom meetings with a technology fiasco. i suppose the only other place you'll ever get to see these completely contradicting emotions are in the exam hall when you know you studied the answer, but simply cant remember it because you are too busy concentrating on the hot girl in front of you. I suppose even that is a kind of technology malfunction, because the brain is supposed to be the most complex machine in the universe. in such an eventuality, i suppose computer pundits would term it to be 'memory loss due to system overload'......
The funny part is these infernal contraptions from hell seem to have a weird knack for taking virtual holidays when you need their services. the 'user' becomes the 'usee' while the device is in a self imposed state of nirvana. it makes me wonder if whoever built these machines ever thought of putting in an emergency button. all you had to do is press it and voila! the thing fires up no matter whatever the hell it is doing.... sometimes i feel these booby trapped timeless time bombs have a life and bidding of their own. very like our government 'servants'. all they do is make us run around in circles giving everyone involved a migraine of the severest kind.
but this pointless vendetta of machine versus man does not end with routine junk like computers and calculators. they may happen in the most unlikely places. Imagine if the lady in the railway station announcing the arrival and departure of the trains starts announcing something very odd- like a "the bangalore to mysore train has just arrived on platform number $%#&". that'll make all the passengers run around like headless chickens hunting for platform number $%#&, and in the process halting at platform number !!!!!! and platform number &&&&& to see if it is actually $%#&.
but the actual wondrous part is that these messiahs of mechanical malnutrition start working at the weirdest provocations. consider a computer A with user B. Computer A decides that it has had enough with the typing tyranny of user B. so, it conveniently puts an error message:" the drive C:\windows is not able to start because of secondary hard drive failure with ATAPI adapter and PATAKI program". So user B goes to the nearest cyber cafe(which by the way is suffering from frequent bouts of crashing) and downloads the instructions to set right his uncooperative undertaker. he painstakingly follows the instructions to the letter and sees the message:"the drive C:\windows is STILL not able to start because of secondary hard drive failure with ATAPI adapter and PATAKI program". user B gets mad and does what all humans are very good at- aim one good kick at his arrogant adversary and presto! the computer is back on track! very like those pesky kids who had inflated egos!
in retrospect, all i have to say is that these contraptions behave a lot like government contraceptives. They may either work, or they may not. And a few days down the line,you may land up with something totally unexpected. and now, my monitor screen is flickering and wire wizards may perhaps feel that the thingamajig is not properly configured to suit the watchamacallit and needs a new whodunit. but as for me, i know for a fact that my computer does not like me banging on its keyboard like this......
Error: User temporarily electrocuted to prevent further lowering of dignity and status of said machine. please click on following link to get electrocuted if you DO NOT agree with afore mentioned system.CHEERS TO A NEW WORLD!!!!

There are somethings money CAN buy...

For some reason i seem to be obsessed with this statement. There is nothing very extraordinary about this sentence. Remember those old preachy statements which told you money cant buy love, money cant buy sleep. money cant buy you god etc.. Lets go one step further and look at some things money CANT really buy us.1.Money cannot buy us useless junk mail and spam from unheard of companies and f(r)iends.2.Getting a virus on your computer which erases all data(including those naughty things you downloaded without anyone knowing...)3.money certainly cant buy us the experience of running out of petrol in the middle of nowhere.4.Money cannot buy you the amazing experience of getting caught while bunking by the principal.5.Money can buy you better results. Money cant buy you worse results.That is a job for VTU.6.Money can get you healthcare in a hospital.It cant get you a date with the hot nurse.7.Money can buy you condoms.It cannot buy you friends who punch holes in it.8.MoNEy CanNoT GeT You sCraPs LikE ThIs iN OrkUt9.Money can get your work done in government offices.What it cant do is get your homework done by you(sad.you cant bribe yourself)10.Money can take you to switzerland. It cannot create an avalanche and save the world(think tubelight,think)11.Money can get you a rotten tomato to throw at someone. money cannot get someone to throw tomatoes at you(It comes under social service.100% tax exemption)12.Money cannot get you a mother or a father. It can get you the shop uncle or aunty to act like them if the principal calls.13.Money certainly cannot buy me. An inexhaustible diamond mine can.14.Money cannot torture you into reading this blog. That is a job for jobless man.defender of joblessness and boredom(Guess who?)15.You are stupid.Just like me.(this is a message in the interval,nothing to do with the topic at hand)16.Money cannot buy you 'a' girlfriend. It can buy you lots of them.17. Money is like the system.The more you have,the more you are expected to have.It cannot buy you liberation.18.Money cannot buy you money.19.Money cannot buy you great friends.(No more comments.surprise.surprise)20.Lastly, money cant make you change who you are.The laws of the universe are inscrutable.In short, it means we are doomed.
And hell, if money is the root of all evil and people tell you to avoid it like the plague, why is it that there is a god for money??Think my dear friends, and if you felt inspired to get rid of your pocket money, contact me on naidu.bharath@gmail.com.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Love Lost

I wrote this poem way back in 10th grade. Thought i'll show it to you.

I gaze at you from afar,
Lead me thou kindly light.
A sight you are, soothing to the eyes,
Away from the bustle of life, arise!

What dexterous hand
Molded thine graceful form?
What angel did lend you her eyes?
Which eagle did give his piercing look?
And elf, the fairness of night.

A thousand miles should begin,
with a single step.
And so shall my journey begin.
I knew my lamp was brimming with oil,
The day I saw thee in my dream.

A reverie you are, I know.
But a treasure you shall be!
I feel the pain,
a hundred knives,
Of a love lost in life's sea.

Goodbye sweet! Bid you farewell!
Though not with me, your soft touch,
thine spirit lingers next to me.
Away you have gone, never to see,
Beyond the veil, on the silent sea....

Saturday, October 27, 2007

The Wall


A really nice person i know asked me to give her a topic to write about. I gave her the first thing i could think about. And now that i have given it to her, i couldn't resist the temptation to write down about the wall myself!
At first thought, the topic does not make any sense. Like Shakespeare would have said, " A wall by any other name would have sounded just as sweet". This blog with any other topic would have of course, stimulated mildly more interest. Yet, i seem to have developed a liking for the abstract and i am determined to pursue writing on abstract topics doggedly. Occasionally though, i might muster enough practical sense to snap out of it and start blogging about anything i feel. merits attention.
I come back presently, to the topic at hand. If i did go into the what a wall means, this would not have been any better than a hundred other topics languishing in that eternal graveyard reserved for mundane and oft pointless works. The very word wall i suppose conjures up to the ordinary, a barrier, a protective something which by nature, is a physical shield. It may bring to the mind of the philosopher, an obstacle in life's long road. But to me, the wall is a metaphor, A constant reminder that life is not just a bed of roses, but also a heap of hidden thorns.
Now that you come to think of it, what is the wall? I may have offered arbitrary and rather vague interpretation( and very few) of what the wall really means. Let me put it this way. You see the wall everywhere around you. It's positively closing down upon you every single minute of the day. And yet we are helpless. We do not understand that it is the wall. And yet at times, the wall may propel you to great heights, pushing and motivating us to move on to better things.
At this point, it would be prudent to assume that the wall can be supposed to be mistakes. Obstacles, hurdles which life routinely throws at us with persistence and severity to test our mettle and our spirit. To err is human. So why is it that a lot of people shrink away from their walls? why is it that very few go on to declare open war on their wall and proceed to climb it? Is it something to do with human nature? or is it more dependent on the vagaries of the human spirit, each different from the next?
We will probably never get to the bottom of this. Science may come up with an answer for this. But then it will remain just that- A science. But what we must know, is that each of us will have walls. Obstacles laid out by the maker's intricate plan. A complex design so vast and unfathomable that the human mind can scarcely comprehend it. And we, happen to be an intrinsic part of that plan.
Tell me, have you ever seen anyone without walls? The richest man in the world has his walls. So does the poorest one. And we know this fact and acknowledge it completely. Yes, i have problems. A very easy statement. But what am i doing which will help me to effectively climb the wall is easily looked over.
The answer to climbing our walls lies not elsewhere, but within ourselves. It takes but one small important spark to strike a fire of resolution in the indomitable human spirit. If there is one thing i can say, puts everything to shame, it is the unconquerable, unquenchable human spirit. And when we, possess that in great measure. why should we quail before the wall? Think of the wall as a metaphor the next time you see it. Get your ropes. Stand up to the wall, and start climbing. Understand your wall to climb it. More success demands you to climb taller walls. Be prepared. But once you do finish climbing it, look back at it and think about how you climbed it. If you had slipped halfway when climbing it, remember it. And do forget to do that the next time you are climbing another wall. Because, if you forget this, you will have climbed the wall in vain.
In retrospect, the wall, i can now safely say is a metaphor for mistakes and failures. But how you conquer it is up to you. No wall is too tall. No will is too weak. It lies with you, my dear fellow on how you face your wall. I have faced my wall. I am still facing more walls. And right now, i am climbing one. So, go out there and climb your own wall!