The Mask

It's Christmas time in down under
Santa here can't drive his sledge
Reindeer can't find the mosses it love

But the love and spirit for X'mas seldom decrease. All believe in the Santa even though he is in a mask.

There comes the realization the mask rules my world. A false smiling mask, a false love showing mask.

A false affectionate mask

A mask I see daily in my life showing me a pseudo world. A world like an oasis seen in a mirage which shows me a life full of love, full of affection, full of care. Wrapped in the warmth of this mirage I breath, I eat, I live and I continue to live.

Kal Ho Na Ho

For the first time in my blog the title goes in Hindi.

The title derived by one of the best movies I have ever seen, which captured my heart in all sense, living up to its title name. Today I find myself on the same boat not sure if I will make it tomorrow.

It's not about misunderstanding.But the tragedy began when the silence is not understood.

I have lately been taught, that the clap can happen with one hand.

The one hand which is the cause of all troubles

The one voice which is the cause of all troubles

Now its the silence which is cause of all troubles.

Not sure what next to add up to the never ending list of troubles, but yes one thing for sure its just the singular version which causes the trouble and they believe it will continue to do so.

Can thou let me know, what I am supposed to do, I had enough of the shallow understanding and not sure if I am there to add on to the list of trouble, KAL HO NA HO

Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.

Stylemaker

What is life?


Is it the flash of a firefly in the night?

Is it the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime?

Is it the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset?

When I was alone on a starlit night,
When by chance I saw the migrating birds in autumn descending on a grove of junipers to rest and eat;
When I saw children in a moment when they are really children,
When I knew love in my own hearts
When I heard an old frog land in a quiet pond with a solitary splash

I realised the evolving entity, the demanding body, the surrounding pride all constituted for the artificial man in me.

Whom I trusted to understand me never understood
Whom I believed to be my own, never thought so
Whom I felt to by mine, was not to be
Whom I cherished to be my soul, has wandered
Whom I...
As the solitude hunted me, the new idol got created, with pain of lost trust, love and the wandered soul deep buried. I am Shattered and broken beyond repair.

But the misty mirror had one story to tell:
Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually you find a hair stylist you like.

I, Me, Myself

Twilight covered the sky like a bed spread
Decibel level of the drooping birds was on rise
Seeing the Vapour lamps taking sheen away from the twilight I headed to the couch to get a wrap up of the day from the elegant looking lady with days report on hand.
Swapping across the channels and silently commenting on what came across my eye, my mind wandered into the dense forest of thoughts which hardly brew these days.

As the mind grazed the meadows of thought, some thing out of scene from the real world took away my concentration, a call from Ms W.

Ms W: Hi Dear, It's Me....
Me: Hi sweet!!
Ms W: Don't come to pick me up from work, I will come on my own...
Me: Huh, as u wish...

Like Magnetic waves waiting to pull the compass to its tune, some thing pulled me to its side, the much awaited nap.
From the clam and silence of embedded self, I woke with a jerk, to see the clock tick past and leaving the trace of history.

Got hold of my companion in silence and dialled Ms W to check for dinner menu.
Me: Hello
W: Hi...
Me: Watz up, started back to home...
W: Yea done will start in some time... Let me finish my dinner first...
Me: Ho... Oh... Huh....
Me: K, Cya

The candle which lit the table blew away.
The sizzler hot Corn, dried down.
Emotions was a like a blend of colours on the painters dish

I cooked up the dinner and gulped all by myself with a broken heart...

Thinking how selfish people get, they even forget the waiting ones
Better I am not that selfish... Err Am I not
How selfish of me, to gulp those foods without having a second thought of sharing.

This is when I realised
“Human history is the sad result of each one looking out for himself”

Relaunch, Relance, Relanzar

I kept on waiting, to be released.. lone wolf from my world....

Saw the waves calling

Wind touched my hair invitingly

A small illusion, counterfeit love, spurious emotions all devoid me from sailing...

Alas!! How long should I wait..

Shackles are broken... Anchor has dripped down the ocean..

Steering lost his sheen, raft got tore

I am back... from the spurious emotions

Back into my blogs lap

Back to my howling days....

The Sail have begun... not to turn back to shore

JIGSAW which PRICKS

Life has been a great leveller,

A great teacher who seldom retires,

who accompanies you in every turn

Words passing thru the strand, which I trusted.. is no more the same....

My emotions seldom gets registered,

My love seldom reaches there

My pains are seldom heared

But I trusted you my friend,

The job was well done, but I never expected to bring cracks on my mirror.

The cracks which gets filled not easily.

The cracks which seldom gets healed

which pricks, and continues to prick

like a never ending Jigsaw puzzle.. the jigsaw which pricks... making me learn the art of miscommunication... the communication which left my love gasp for breath, in between the stream of tears....

A Date with _____

Life has been a roller coaster ride, sometimes it gave more than I wanted some times it didn't. The hiatus of this occurrence was beyond calculation, with no clear answer for any of my question until the day I went for a date.

A date which changed my outlook,

A date which changed my attitude,

A date which changed my lifestyle,

A date which changed everything.

The day kicked off, with a raised eyebrow. Cursing the blanket which denied be the proper comfort "Aha can't these guys make a softer blanket"

A peep outside the window, took my eyes on to the garden bench where some one laid under a torn blanket, in the chill with out complaining.

But I was complaining though

Gulping up the breakfast, I commented..The same old taste, the same old food. Can I have something different.

A look just round the corner, saw a elderly woman, standing to get a left over, with out complain about anything.

But I was complaining though

Sitting in my cabin, doing the work, something irked me, Air condition was not at his best, I complained to get it fixed so that I could work in comfort.

A sip of coffee and peeping through the window, I could see mason's working under the hot sun, with out even complaining.

But I did

Leaving late night from office, complaining about too much of work, I pushed towards exit just to see the same security saluting me day in and day out, with out even complaining

But I was

Tired after a heavy workout, my hands searched for those energy drinks.I said "Aha wheres the fizz, its do dull with out the fizz"

Turned back and looked beside, saw a kid who didn't even have tasted a full glass of milk, leave alone these energy drinks. But he was not complaining, I was though.

Listening to the news all complained about the job cuts. Hue and cry echoed in the air. Feeling sad about these events, I headed to balcony just to see bullock being led to butchery after years of service for his master. He was not complaining, even when death was his co passenger.

The eventful date thought me a lot, thought me which I never thought of.Just went on complaining with out much thinking. Not any more though, everything has changed and changed after

The Date with LIFE

Confundido mamá

A uncertain broker in the wall street, undecided on what to do, ambling across in the taciturnity of the streets.

This was me for past 1 week... undecided what had gone wrong. All this started with a vibration in my trouser pocket , it vibrated till i said the customary word....

Me: Heeellloooo... Mom!!

Mom: Hi Son, how u being doing today.

before I could answer in came the next question..

Mom : R U alright? Is there something which is bothering you.Make u unsettle.

With eye brows raising inch by inch and the rusted part of the brain started creaking, nothing was clear

Mom : Son, life is not a bed of roses, even if you want the rose there are some thorns hidden in it. If you fail getting one rose, never be disheartened.

Aha this was the limit, I was getting frenetic.

Me : Mom, can I ring u back later, I am in midst of something.

Mom: hmmm....

I was confused... brain cells woke up interrogating the cause of this call. Chaos, turmoil, upheaval, commotion, muddle, mayhem what word should I use to describe my situation.

Few hours later with the curiosity reaching its peak, I decided to ring back Mom.

Caller tune sang : Ma Ka Ladla Bigad Gaya.... (from Dostana) (Means: Mom's Darling has been spoiled)

Curiosity matrix touched its peak.

It was dad who picked up the phone.

Dad: Hey Son...

Me: Dadddd.. wassup mate... Wherez mom.. is she not around

Dad: Yes she is... she is just busy reading your blog

Me: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat My Blog

Dad: Yes Son... says thanks to your sis who found this secret out.

Me : Dad.. hold on... Did u read it..

Dad: Nop son, I will read it soon... U don't worry... Meanwhile you should have told me that you had an affair.How u guys broke....

Me : Dad .. those are just imaginations.. nothing is real... Is that what Mom wanted to speak to me in morning.

Dad : I guess so.

Ho my God.. Now I understood the story.. Mom read my blog as if she is reading my autobiography.. I tried to convince her that these are just my personnel musing, and no way related to my personnel life. Though some instance do.. not all.

She was not convinced, though she gave a Hmm in concern.

It was high time I decided to ring up Mom's personnel advisor.. My Sis....

Me: Sis wassup

Sis : Doing good Bro.. I am having your favourite shake, you want it dude

Me: Na sis, not in mood to gulp it..

Sis:(with a wicked smile) yea I can understand the feeling of Romeo...

Me: Hold on.. U know that I just write my blogs, and no way directly related to ma life..

Sis: yea I know, but this time I thought the other way... What ever U wanna me to convince mom.

Me : yea

Done deal was her answer, and must say she kept her word but...

Tea party at Cafe Coffee Day for Sis RS 500.

Red designer Saree for Sis Rs 3000

Convincing Mom about reality by Sis Priceless

For everything else there is a Credit Card

But to convince Mom its only Sister.

Unending Pain for a Days Happiness

Clock struck 6:30 pm... eye balls rolled in search of something. . unable to trace its still kept rolling, passing on the pulses to brain cell to the neck, which also joined in the search. Something flashy caught the eyes.. it was flashing, with a small vibration... sounded like a bee over a flower to suck its nectar.
As the bee latches on the the flower, he hung on to it and taking in near to his sense organ he whispered... "Hai"

Looking at the surrounding he rushed to the private corner, and made himself comfortable.He whispered "how are you, today?
In came the voice : fine.. and U?
It was the typical conversation between two loving hearts. He often accompanied her with his voice till she reached her door steps... a care which he could afford sitting some distance away.
The picture was rosier, love birds just fluttered around in joy, breeze made them comfortable. all ingredients for a smooth and love filled conversation. The pains were shared, the love was left what else more could one ask for.. Yes he was lucky to have it.
Not all things stand long, so did his fairy tale, twist in the tale came, when the relation had to be broken, for a reason which he never dreamt of. His mind was in turbulence of the sea, unclear as an avalanche.
Like the colors mixed in water, thoughts just disturbed his mind.He for that few hours did not realise what he was saying. He did broke her heart, with he himself disturbed. She was sad, she wept tears, and gaining all courage she said, words which he wished to hear.. It was the pain for her for that moment...
A turbulence of non sense ideas, glacier paced smart thinking made his brain hibernate. Once the hibernation was over, he found himself in a no mans land. All alone in this world. It was 6:30 no more vibrations on his cellphone. No more whispering Hello.
He ringed the most familiar number to him, after few rings in came the voice he treasured most.
She was happy to see him call, after few round of apologises things started falling in place, just to find out that the base on which they had built this relation no more existed. She has moved on, moved on to a new life which she got not by choice but by chance. She was happy though.
She was sad for one day, but became happy ever after that, but he was happy for one day but sad ever after that. Mistiness in his mind cleared turbulence lie deep beneath with out any notice. He had to accept these line to be satisfied for rest of this life, yes of course in her dreams

Sometimes we hurt in order to grow,
Sometimes we must lose in order to gain,
Because some lessons in life are,
Best learnt through pain

The Wolf Howls - At Last

I was happy with my daily routine, at least i was enthusiastic enough to write a blog every month. Fresh Lime Soda was fizzing daily... hits started getting counted from around the world.

Comments section showed the increment in the comments.

Lime was squeezed and the nectar extracted. Aa all the good things should come to an end naa.. my manager blooming jealous of superb time management decided to sharpen my skills by sending me to a time management training.

The resistance was high from my side, but he was decided. Like a horse who had no other choice to run with the cart, I was also forced.

Enter the scene of training, the fizz from lime soda cooled me on see the those scenes. Girls filled in the room... with quite a few gentlemen around. I was feeling like a cowboy entering the scene...

Making sure I sat next to one of the busiest corners of the training hall, i made my self comfortable. I never missed on making my neighbours also comfortable. Going on a introductory speer I made sure they did not miss my name...

Hmm err was I in for a time management training... or communication training.. Err I am now confused. Hearing bits and pieces from the tutor, and concentrating on make sure my neighbours understood time management well was the agenda in my book.

The day ended on a happy note... with smiling bye, keep in touch comments just made me float like a pollen grain.

The bits and pieces of the teaching from training which I introduced in my life, took me completely out of track... Err I was implementing only the half my learning.. rest half gone for a toss...

Like the financial recession in the current economy, Misty dew too faced the same recession. Months went with out any post... Fizz from the lime soda went off....

Then came the rescue plan... My neighbour in training came up with a solution which I missed from training... aha that helped... though the fizz was lost.. but I decided to howl at least once on a full moon day.. hence born the howling Wolf... the wolf is howling again...

Special Day Called Onam

Onam never has been better than this...

The smell of fresh air,

cool breeze from the paddy field

fresh water of the pond

all these which I never cherished, are now worth more than words for me.

As my Granny say, Kannu ullapol athindae Vella ariyi illa (You never know the worth of your eyes when you have it)

For past 24 years Onam was like yet another festival for me, mostly spending time in front of computer, or office and watching the snaps, nothing more.

With life getting busier, Kerala just in dreams, it was a well deserved break. Thanks to Dad for forcing me to come home.

It was quite special... with a complete battalion of relatives waiting for me, to land, cousins whom i haven't met for years, only source was Orkut and Facebook to meet them. Uncles and aunts who almost forgot me. It was nice to see everyone getting together.

There were some curious onlookers to eager to watch me, yea the new members in our family, Sis-in-laws, Bro-in-laws who have just heard about me, never seen me (may be once during marriage function) and some of the little wonders, who celebrated their first Onam.

It was fun, It was not only me in this scenario, they was 5 such wonders like me, whom the complete family wanted to see... rather witness our existence.

Day started with we all being pushed out of bed as early as 6:00 am, (aha At last i saw a rising son), asking to take bath in the chilled pond.. it was fun to say.

Then the traditional foods... fats, carbohydrates were not on top of mind. It was just enjoy dude.

After a heavy breakfast, sat on to narrate the IT adventures to uncles. It was as if I had come from a war front.

There were few budding professionals, who now had a rethink about their dreams.

The Best place was the kitchen, and where else should I be in between ladies its fun dude...

As soon I dashed to kitchen, I was handed over the coconut and was advised to start grating.

Not sure how many coconuts I grated. But it was fun..

Lunch time... was yet another epic. It was non stop serving of dishes. I almost ended up gulping everything. Spoons and fork were away, hand were busy. Licking of payasam was a special experience which I forgot, thankfully the trace of that art was remaining in me.

Three days passed on like a whisker, but left is impression on ma mind. to be cherished for long.

The end result was ma happy mind, but a unhappy body, I had gained 4 kg in 3 days. Gods know how many weeks I have to spend for getting it reduced.

Bangalore here I come back... Aha Do i smell Namma Banagaluru some where....

Tagged... and brought back to blogs

A tag to bring me back to blogs by Fly away mind after a long time... Thanks da for tagging me..

Last movie seen in a theatre?

Race and Bal Hanuman :D, actually i do watch all movies @home, so hardly get chance to go to theatre.
What book are you reading?

None.My favourite books are home for termites now.

Favorite board game:

Monopoly... Man it goes for hours and hours, if the opponent is smart

Favorite magazine:

Auto magazine like Overdrive, Autocar India

Today's Favorite smells:

Petrol, Paint and Axe Deo

Favorite sound:

Rumble of waterfall. Sound of ma nephew

Worst feeling in the world:

When I feel I have been left out.

What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?

10 more minute

Favorite fast food place:

Ice Chariot in Cambridge Layout. The cost is nominal, chaats are good so are the dishes

Appu's Thattukada : All stuffs are tasty.. :D

Future child’s name:

Mmm... first let me find a mummy for the child :D

Finish this statement, “If I had a lot of money I’d…”

Wud buy few plots & flats in Kerala,and Bangalore, rent it out, and enjoy for rest of my life in Dubai Plam Island

Do you drive fast?

Ahha.. Speed Kills but Thrills... so I love the thrill

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Naa... I have a pillow besides me, which I used to hug always, since I was 1year old.Pillows changed as I grew, but habit remained.

Favourite drink

Lime soda ofcourse and Kasmiri Shake which I had first time from Kasargode and now from Empire in Embassy Golf link Business park (shake name is different here though)

Do you eat the stem of broccoli?

Ahha to write this tag, I had too..

Storms - Cool or Scary?

Cool ahaa... Noo super cool...

If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?

Coloring, I know the difficulty in keeping ma hairs intact and you wanna now color it as well...

Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in:

Jabalpur (M.P), Trivandrum, Kannur, Kasargode (all in Kerala) and Bangalore (Karnataka)

Favorite sports to watch:

Cricket and football.. and yea Tennis, Ladies only :D, exception when Nadal and Frederer play

One nice thing about the person who sent this to you:

A bubbly, chatterbox and down-to-earth person(Sometimes she goes under the Well to prove that she is even better). All this once after she became my friend. :D

What’s under your bed?

Call James bond to investigate. :D Actually I am hygiene freak, so u can guess

Would you like to be born as yourself again?

Yes… y not, sorry if u have an eye to take ma place, no luck

Morning person or night owl?

Morning person during office days, on weekends night owl

Over easy or sunny side up?

Over easy, If u wanna serve me sunny side up, make sure u give me lots of pepper.

Favorite place to relax:

My garden at home..with Bruno and Tipu besides

Favorite pie:

Apple pie, when u say pie first thing come to ma mind is American pie . :D.

Well watched all the 6 volumes

Favorite ice cream flavor:

Vanilla, Mango and tuti- fruti

You pass this tag to: Anyone reading this interested let me know. I will tag you

Evolution

Boy's will be boy's and would continue to be so.
This was the punch line which governed us through out, be it vanishing from hostel, going out on a wild goose chase on weekends. It was fun, no one to care and bother.
Kids were our biggest enemy, there silly question, loud crying for nothing, always insisting on winning the game, and if belongs to the lower age category gosh the scare of pee.... Ahaa kids and myself never go hand in hand.. so was the case with ma friends. I just used to rush through the back door if mom brings in some kids from neighbourhood, just to spoil my room and once all done she says one comment "Kochu allae da" (he is a kid right!!)

The torture does not end here, while travelling the kid in the front seat make sure he turns back and looks at me as if he is seeing a ancient creature. With Mom besides to encourage the kid by making all nasty noise.

Boy, but did something change now.
My partner in all these crime has changed.
Now when we are in supermarket, he smiles at the babies,
When ever we invite him for weekend party, he just backs out.
He is hardly seems around after office hours.
Weekends, he is always busy
All these because he is now a Dad.
He just wanna spend time with his kid. And the very same guy makes sure when ever I visit him, he says to his son, look Son who has come..... and places him on ma lap....
It's evolution, I never expected him to change like this.. but my belief was wrong.

Aah... I doubt now "Boys will not be boys always, they mature to Man one day"
Hey am I smiling at that baby, sitting besides me....

Vérifier....

Sun shine was at his best... air conditioner was fighting a loosing battle... deep in the thoughts of the fight my mind ambles into the unknown territory, which I never explored before... and I never bothered too.

Waiting for her in evening with all eyes on the road is history now, the eyes hardly gets the break from this machine, forget the roads, but it didn't hurt her.. or may be it did...

Taste buds never tickled the brain on the dining table, it just gulped down the goodies with out any praise, even if she might not have expected it... or may be she did

Those love filled hugs, brushing of un kept hairs were no longer enjoyable... they just made my forearm shrink... but it did not hurt her, but may be it did...

The secure feeling which I had earlier while I was holding her hand was no longer secure.. she never complained... but may be she did...

Now I realise
She never placed me in her eyes, I was not the apple of her eye, because she feared, the tears could drown me, instead she kept me in her heart.
Everything came with an expiry date, but her love never
The God picked up a flower, dipped it in dew, loving touched it, gifted it to me and said Son this is for u. Take care of her.....
Impulses broke my nap, and it triggered a new impulse, dialed a number, and on hearing the sound which I now wanted to hear more... I said

"Happy Mother day Mom" Love you a lot.....
And this time I really meant....

Solitude

Moon came up in the sky, the chill eclipsed the warmth of the sun,
Wind distributed the chill..
The ripples of the water were shinning in the moon.
Once in a while few guest peeped out of the water to see us.
Getting a glance, was their mission I guess.
The wind continued to comfort us, hair flew over the face.Soft hands cleared them from my face.

Candles smiled like the sun, engulfed by the darkness
Aroma of the dishes kept poking our nose
Eyes to eye contact was disturbed by the sizzlers, with their aroma filled smoke.
With occasional talks, dishes found their way into our stomach,
leaving few residues besides my lips, just waiting for a helping hand to clear them off. The scenes moved fast, munching the popcorn's we enjoyed the each and every moment.
In between few comments were passed on,
just to evoke her anger buds and a reciprocal reaction in turn.

but...

A blanket engulfed me at a glacial pace
Darkness surrounded me, which I never noticed until when
No one was there to comb back my hairs
No one was there to clear ma lips
No one was there to poke me
I was not alone, I am now with ma friend Solitude.
Tears go unnoticed, dreams go unsaid, emotion goes unsaid.
Waiting for someone to return, and return soon

Rear view

The road was open, the streets were silent...
all are in a hurry, to wait was something seen as an offense.

This is the mad mad world.. where all are busy, sweating it outfrom the day we join school, we are in the stable, one day to be the part of the jackpot, the flag mast which every one wants to reach.

Innumerable dreams, relations, emotions lie crushed under our hoofs,

even they plead but we don't bother, because to stop and listen is a sin.

Love give ways to greed, emotions find no place in the dictionary, but life has to move.

Darwin theory is upheld, but not in the right spirit which he might have thought while creating it

Looks are no longer with love, but with sympathy, words are not for comfort, but for demoralising.

We all are in a hurry just for, we are in the mad rush, a mad rush for the ordinary piece of paper which itself might not have thought it would be so valuable, but all this is only for one cause....

All our lives we sweat n save , building for a shallow grave

Vishu with a Difference

The world awakens to new hopes, new dreams... this is what mom says to me about Vishu.

Every time when calender shows April 14, clock strikes 4:00am, I hear a sound calling me, piercing deep inside my conscious, breaking my sleep... but those soft hands covered my eyes, and guided me to heaven were a superb and mind awakening decoration waited.
Seeing those yellow coloured flowers, load Krishna idol, and loads other stuffs which were supposed to make my year ahead filled with joy and splendour.
All in the house woke up to this beautiful view, but for my mom, she was the person who decorated it, but what about her vishukanni, what about her year ahead.. no one thought it, at least not me.
Not anymore...
Mom all over world woke up early to decorate the vishu kanni, sacrificing their luck, well being for family. When asked all said, you all come in front of us first, then ourselves.
I was moved, but this Vishu things reversed.
Mom was not at her best with respect to her health, I knew she would find it difficult waking up early in morning to bring us joy for the year ahead, but felt she would forgo her health for us.
It should be our endeavour to make ma family prosper only to leave Father Time bear testimony to the zeitgeist because ‘A journey of thousand miles begins with a single step…’
I decided to take the step, this time before mother could wake up, ma sound pierced her sleep with eyes blind folded, it was her turn to view the most beautiful vishukanni created by dad for her, which she might have forgotten long long time back...
Once the ritual was performed tears poured from her eyes, she did not expect this...but once all was done, i felt the best feeling ever we had.the best ever vishu...

Vishu- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vishu

The Great Software Installation

Home sweet home... is what I feel once in a blue moon, it’s when I rush to home to refresh Dad's and Mom's database.
I was treated as a celebrity, its not quite often they get to treat their son... thatz why...

This time my visit meant a lot for Dad and Mom, as they have planned something for me....

The conversation which happened was quite expected, if it was said in IT terminology it would have looked like this:

The agenda of the topic was about installing new software into the Laptop (me)
Database base administrator (DBA, mom) had invited Software quality analyst (SQA, Sis) for the discussion. The discussion was supervised by Chief Information Officer (Dad).

DBA: Son Laptop, We know you are meant for computation on mobility, but its time you decided to install software WIFE 1.0 into ur hard disk

Laptop: Nop DBA, I strongly feel I have no space in ma hard disk at this moment.
DBA: No Son, u can compress few data's as well as delete unwanted softwares.
Laptop: I doubt if WIFE 1.0 will be compatible with my processor. I need upgraded to the latest version before…
SQA: Nop Bro, your system is all set to accept the new software, U have required resource, and capacity with in you to run this software, with out any serious issues.
Laptop: Still the antivirus software won't enable me to install WIFE1.0
SQA: Eyebrow rose... Do you have a Girlfriend 1.0 version installed in you?
Laptop: Rejecting the system access request to SQA, and denying any further permission

CIO after hearing this conversation interferes

CIO: Son whatz bugging you about this installation
Laptop: CIO, I am afraid if I install wife1.0 it will give few unexpected errors.
More over in addition Wife 1.0 installs itself into all other programs and launches during system initialization where it monitors all other system activity.
DBA : So???
SQA: But this patch can be disabled if laptop has a strong hard drive, and prevent unwanted installation.(SQA is quite intelligent, she is the operating system in Laptop Bro-in-law)

DBA Approves SQA's comments.
Seeing installation of software nearing, Laptop throws in few more exception errors in front of all

Laptop: More over Saturday sports bar 6.3 will be uninstalled automatically, instead Saturday shopping 7.1 is installed.Boys Night out 2.0 will be uninstalled with out permission, and batch run time and applications like Late Night office 2.0 will be uninstalled.

CIO passes a smile, but SQA and DBA are furious. Questions start pouring out on the software Boys night out 2.0.They were wondering how AuntyCheck1.0 software failed to investigate this job running in laptop.

Laptop: CIO, uninstalling this software will impact system performance and CPU usage would rise drastically. More over desktop screensavers like French beared, coloured hair, underlip ghoti will no longer be available. faded laptop case will have to be replaced with a professional looking case.
Laptop sends in an encrypted message to CIO which said: CIO, monthly lubricating softwares like Kingfisher 1.0, Foster 2.0 will no longer be available.

Laptop continued this time the target was SQA and DBA...

Laptop: We can forget all these impact, will software WIFE1.0 be compatible with DBA and SQA. Will WIFE1.0 give permission to DBA and SQA to access laptop any more? We may have to install a lot of patches when ever there is an authority conflict.

DBA was quick to take a note of it, I have lot of patches with me, and you just need to forget about it.Laptop is shocked, system becomes slow…

CIO : Son Laptop, its high time you installed software WIFE1.0, I know you have been accessing the world wide web and trying to install Girlfriend1.0, and I am not sure, if its already installed or not. Son remember some time GIRLFRIEND 1.0 are quite unstable software, and I know they will be replaced with version 2.0. 3.0 etc, but remember son, some can be virus also.
We can’t afford the loss of this customised laptop.
Do give a rethink about this installation, son. We need to invite proposals from various software vendors. Meanwhile you are a standalone system now, you now need to upgrade to a server and have few local area networks connected to your sever. You need to upgrade son.

Laptop was confused; he started connecting to fellow laptops all around the world. Some of his beloved laptops were upgraded to a server already, Laptop contacted everyone...
Connections were established..... what did the fellow laptops say....?

unconventional end.. read the comment tag to know more....

Monsoon Romance

It was the day when the amber decided to talk to earth, no one could make him think the other way, nor could Johnny even after years of pleading.
I just wanted an excuse, and I had it this time, no looking back, no more thinking, I rushed after wearing my driving gear, I was off for my favourite hobby, Driving In Rain.

I was communicating with the drops, my message started becoming part of those sent form amber. Think he was not complaining.. Driving slowly across the road my eyes suddenly lost concentration...

My eyes fell on her, running for a shelter

She was weeping, and yelling once in a while

All turned deaf ears to her, she was not complaining though.

Separated from her dear ones, she was not at all comfortable in this new territory

Before I could notice more, I had zipped passed her, leaving the slide view of those images in my mind.

I became restless, there was now a bond which was created, She touched my heart, no she stole my heart and I have left it behind. I have become Heartless.. I wanted it back, but it was with her.

How can I ask her?

Who is she?

How will she behave, when I talk to her?

Not caring about these questions, I decided to rush to her.She was not there, my eyes kept searching, there she was, taking refuge in the bus shelter.She was alone, she was beautiful, but still, every one ignored her.I parked my bike, and walked to the bus shelter, questions kept pouring in my mind.

What the people around will think, would I be branded as an "Eve Teaser", with all courage I went forward.

Now I was near her, by-standers started noticing me.

Removing my helmet, my eyes met her eyes, the brown eyes were confused, water kept dripping from her head. On seeing me she took a step back, scared, she was confused.

Not knowing her name, I called her to me, using action, but she still was confused.

I was being watched, by all.Now I had no other option, but to win her confidence.

I touched her wet head, she was shocked. I held her hand, it was soft as a sponge, nails were long, before I could feel more, I felt the hand slipping from my grasp in despire.

She was completely confused, she resisted, but just for a minute, once she felt comfortable her eyes spelt confidence.She smiled, and knew I was there for her rescue.

Sharing my jacket with her, we marched towards to my bike.

I was not sure, what I was doing; but believed I was correct.

Let the world blame me, my conscience would never.

I did what I felt, and I am correct.

Overcoming the brief resistance, I was able to win confidence from Mom and Dad.

Now it's 4 year past this incident, she lives with me, she is ma love, she is my best friend.

She is Nuerie, The Labrador Retriever , My Love

Made 4 eachother

"Couple" : Made for each other
The word which makes 2 sapiens 1
The word which brings 2 world into 1
The word which make 2 sapiens work for 1 goal
Hats Off to all couples out there...