One Boy = One Girl = Two Families = Existence ? ( Leap of Faith , Anyone ? )

If there is one thing that never fails to amuse me always,it is the "Marriage" thingy.For a degree which mostly has a very small impact on your life and destiny ( for Ex:- Engineering / PGDM ) you have these Entrance Exams where in a set of questions are given to the candidate to analyze his/her logical ability , quantitative ability,data analysis patterns etc . Based on the score,the potential of the candidate is determined.If you want to reduce the number of candidates , make the questions a bit tougher and can see the poor souls suffer.I know this because I suck at these Aptitude questions and 9/10 times the answer I get is not even present as one of the choices . Still,that's how it is .This also involves logging into various websites in internet and doing mock tests which cunningly tell us to see the marks you have to register ...and I'd be like "Are you sure ? because the countdown timer in your website seems more interesting to me than the actual questions .Seriously when the time in timer reduces,I imagine myself as someone who has to defuse a bomb to save the world from destruction and it is a tough choice between that kind of thinking and some stupid question that goes like "A's mother is B's wife and C's uncle is D's grandfather.How are E and B related?.I mean who gives a shit when you have a world to save....."..Now , I do not know whether I'll qualify or not but the point here is that if a test is needed to check your eligibility for this,shouldn't there be a test to check if he/she is really ready for Marriage ?.As far as I know,there are a handful but in this post , Age will be considered , Which is 28 for boys and 24 for girls and I don't want to talk about Islamic religion practices.But there are some reasons why this practice is followed.If you get married by 28 and what's the next thing you'll do...Make a baby , Ofcourse. you are also sent on a "HoneyMoon" trip which is plainly sending the couple alone and telling them "See ,, we know you are newly married and one week is the time you need to understand each other and fuck her as many times as both of you wish . When you return we believe you have to fall in love with each other and justify each other's years of existence till now to each other and lead a happy life" I have read somewhere is getting successful is like getting pregnant.People do not care about number of times you have fucked but the end result is very important.Having a child within the first year of marriage is often seen as a sign of healthy marriage in our society.So,leave all the awkward part of sleeping with a stranger ...For someone like me speaking with a known person itself is a problem.Imagine a girl who has left all her family and friends behind and has come to live with you for the next god-knows-how-much-time,Is she ready for the leap of faith and are you both ready to welcome another living being into your life..?..To understand any person,minimum of 6 months is required and you definitely do not want to beat time in this aspect.The initial months are important to understand each other , match the priorities and have some fights and get back with more affection than before , then proceed further.The point here is that if your son/daughter is born when you are 30 , you have to spend the next 25 years of your life on them nurturing , protecting and educating.By the time your child becomes independent it is time for their marriage and it is a repetitive cycle all the way again.So,Choosing your life partner is a very important decision not due to it's nature but due to it's consequences.I have more to tell about this and it will be done as time goes..Now you do not want anyone who thinks of your tears as a sign of weakness and doesn't even care to explain , do you ..?

Duude..I'm very sorry and I mean it ....

Hii Dude,

I know from your previous text that you are still angry ..!!..I'm sooory dude 
Yes Dude...I am writing this with sooo much of thoughts bombarding into my head and I slept only at 2 am today.By far,this is most difficult post I've written in recent times.Yes,I can write all day about stars and sea and moon,but it matters only when you are there to understand them.
Whatever I tell you , It is what comes to my mind without any sort of filter or inhibitions.I believed you are the only person other than my best friends with whom I can do that.But I seriously did not know that sometimes what I think might be hurtful to the people whom I care about . For me,being there , whatever happens to you is more important than any other thing in this world.Till now,I did not know my creativity could hurt people.Though,sometimes it doesn't even help me.As such,creativity should not be used to hurt people.I could've shifted the blame on Auto correct but it was not the right thing to do and I felt I had to tell this to you. I've made you angry and you also make me angry more than our earlier days.It is not because we do not understand each other rather it because we are getting better in knowing each other.You know if this would've been in bangalore I'd have traded one pound of my flesh in convincing you(Remember the last time when I did that during the BRM Questionnaire?)...Now this is a trickier part...While reading this if you're my normal Aphro,you'd think of it and laugh it off.On the other hand ,  if you are still in anger,you might think "See how he is still remembering all the difficult times.How can I even be with this guy?" .It is not that I always want to see the happy and cheerful you..More than that I want to see all the different seasons in your emotions.Infact,Seeing them helps me to understand you even better.But please do not tell that people get into relationships only to be happy .For me a relationship is incomplete without supporting the other one in her low times rather than spending happy times with her.I trust you more than anyone else and that is the reason why I share my happiness , sadness and confusions to you all the time. Yes,I do like chaos but not of this much intensity though these tough times really help me think where I am headed. I cannot give any declaration that from now on I will be the normal me without any creativity of any sorts and I am sure you do not like that.But definitely I am ready to update myself in a way that is good for both of us.
And dude..there are difficult times when taking a long breathe reminds me of you and just because that happens I cannot altogether stop thinking or breathing can I..?  

How Do i even name this ...!!

Hiii Duuude,

Hii from the Other people’s side . I told to you day before yesterday that I will be writing a blog about two unlikely objects talking to each other.I thought you will ask about where is that post but you seem to have forgotten that or is that lying somewhere in back of your mind.So,this post is not about that one . It is a small story about trust and how the information you choose to tell or choose to discard affects other people.

No one likes to talk about their insecurities and certainly not to one person whom you don’t know what he will do with the information.This brings me to one question…How do you determine the worth of any information..Does it depend on the processing of information or the person to whom you are telling it or the level of trust rappo existing..?

For Example:- I tell you I have a weird observation thingy that if I go to any where and see a dustbin,I will start to observe the contents in it.

Too complex?...We’ll break it down..!!..

Without any stories my mind will never re..!!!

Not long time ago,there was a man called Freud. He made his living by picking things from dustbins of other people. In short,He was a Rag picker.All along his day he used to roam in important places , mostly households but not the commercial ones because he felt there were too much of rags to pickup from Commercial places.One fine day he came along a household dustbin in TAUTA nagar and finds a small wooden statue which has been discarded . He sells it for a handsome profit.You see the problem of giving information to people who don’t deserve it is that they try to convert it into a form of their understanding. But Hey,Not everyone needs and wants the same thing, right ? (Trust me,this was told to me by a person who just wanted to disapprove me)..He starts visiting that place regularly with the hopes of finding more valuable items.One fine day while going there he sees a damsel in distress he thought to himself “Aww…See how cute she is even when she is in trouble…….Duude I know these lines are low even for a guy like me but there is this guy who is sitting right next to me in office and reading all what I am typing yeh mera jaan khaa rahaa hai…”..

I tell him I will eat lunch in home and he’s like no get your lunch and give it to me ..And he wants to know what I am writing and all …!!!

But still how can I refrain from writing.So the point being that I hate this office and I hate this stupid fucker asshole dude…He’s always telling some chutiya stories about how he saved the world blab la bla and He’s crushing my creative flow…See how my quality of thoughts is going down…!!!!

Sorry for jumping straightly to conclusion duude...I will make this upto you ..!!!!

Dustbins are also one of the ways to get an approximated image of the person who is living there. Bring any stranger to your room and allow him/her to observe your room for 25 mins and you’d be surprised to know his findings even if he/she doesn’t know you at all. Now Imagine

The paradox to this would be dying people who can process the information and might be in a position to act upon it if they choose to.

Just text me during your lunch time and I will call…!!!!!

Take your phone and shove it up your ass ( Ofcourse,Vibrator on or off is your choice )

Hii Dude,

Hope you liked Our Mowgli's adventures.Believe me or not dude whenever I call you, I have this feeling as if I am gonna speak to you for the first time.As always,I get scared when someone calls me , with some implied exceptions.
When I call you,you don't pick up and I just want to talk to you that I keep calling for your number without having the count of no of times I have called and BAM , the next day you tell me "You fucker,who calls XXX times...If I do not pick up , aren't you mature enough to understand I will text you the next day ..?...Do I understand it or not ?...Do you think I like having that amount of control on my thoughts when it comes to you ..!!!!..

Having told that I have decided to develop some new methods of communication now that you do not prefer the traditional ones.

We will hire one pigeon and tie messages across it's legs and send it across from here to there..I hear people used to Whisper address into it's ears..what if it bleeds along the way ..!!..(I know you will not talk anything about this comment)

One more idea is to put up a pipeline from here to your house and send messages in that and use hyperloop technology . It is in development and promises a bangalore - chennai travel within 30 mins.I'm sure you don't want that.Imagine if we have a fight or I want to see you I'll just tell to people here I'm going to see a movie and come there....Or imagine if I plan a birthday surprise for you and reach your house by 12AM..Ofcourse only 2 persons in this world will be given access to it,atleast in my world.If any else tries to access it..Simple..we'll send him to Clouds(Nope..No Orange Ones) or Mars or land him into the locker of most secure bank in the world.They'd be real lucky they escaped death penalty and trust me there are a few people with whom I'll be willing to test this technology and send them to God forbidden places.

The last method is using a traditional letter.Ofcourse it is not a love letter but it will be a handwritten one and delivered via speedpost.No blood writing and all , Maybe in Orange Jell-o pens !!!

I do not know about the first two options but I have been seriously considering the third point from a long time . Maybe I am in process of writing it or Maybe I have started to think what all it must have..You're not really tired and slept offf , did you ..?!!

But one thing duude...This post is not because I got angry at you for not picking up the call.This is just a post to tell that your phone is not the only thing that sucks sometimes !!! 

Mowgli's Hole and Light Adventures !!!

Hiii Duuude,

               You’re coming from your mama’s place. I suppose Pickup and drop problems solved .I wonder who cooks you lunch daily , No dangerous experiments like cooking and all , Okay :P . So As I was talking about the Cardboard box and life, I was wondering this definitely needs a post , right…?!!?...I was very happy you asked about Mowgli and I was thinking it has been a long time since I’ve brought Mowgli to life. He always comes out only when there is something strong needs to be told. For the first time, he is coming for an adventure. But this is not like the regular adventure, it is something out-of-the-box. It goes like this.

From where shall I start this story…!!!

We will start from Mowgli’s journey to see his you-know-who at her place. Remember this journey is supposed to be a surprise to her.Aphro doesn’t like Mowgli coming to see her , sometimes even after informing her . So imagine how will she react when he tells her it’s a surprise visit.So he decides not to tell her about this and after his previous meet with some creatures and animals , he continues his journey.This time while going he comes across a forest full of wild creatures and trees with wonderful fruits.Ofcourse,these are someone else’s fruits of labour but it is not a rule that only the person who sows it must be the one harvesting it , is it ?...So since he is very hungry after a long journey he decides to make the best use of them.Ofcourse he goes and picks the fruit Orange and then Grapes and then apple and treats himself in a nice way.After sometime he takes drinks Tender coconut but for some reason decides to keep the remaining portion of coconut.He finds a nice A1 tree and decides to sleep for sometime under it .

After sometime he wakes up and continues his journey along the forest. While going he finds out that this forest is not the one he has been seeing all his life.The fundamentals never change but the way they appear have taken a vast change.In this forest , within the trees

The root is replaced by society and friends

The Branches are replaced by parents

The leaves appear as happiness and sadness

The Animals appear as human beings

The Sunlight is morphed into emotions

Mowgli was just surprised to see all this and then he decides to see what this forest has for him.

As he goes, he sees that his own shadow has begun to look like Cheetah(His favorite animal) . When he finds out his tree within the forest he is surprised to see that this cheetah has started to consume the leaves of that tree. As he consumes he comes across a strange illusion where in a leaf has both happiness and sadness alternatively and the degree varies according to the point of view. On further digging he finds out this is the sunlight that is playing trick on his emotions. He has his tender coconut and tries to collect some leaves and branches in them and tries to see if this trick works there .It takes him a long time to realize that sometimes not all effects work on the collected leaves because he is not able to let the light pass through it.Sadly he continues to a place and to his shock he now find the leaves have become like normal again.It was now when he finds out that it was not the work of the sunlight but the work of the Clouds which play an important role on the sun which in-turn affects the leaves.As the days pass , he finds out that the leaves always shine their brightest when the Orange clouds appear and it appears that his entire coconut shell becomes happy if Orange clouds occur.But one thing was very strange to him.As he saw the leaves in coconut turning happy,the cheetah was looking to consume the leaves present in them and make them disappear from the coconut shell.He wanted to speed up his journey a little bit so that the shell is not empty by the time it he shows It to his Aphro. One never wants the Cheetah to take control of the coconut shell and leaves !!

With this he senses something shining reflecting on his eyes and then realizes this is all a dream…He is surprised to find out that Coconut is still there…But he doesn’t know that

The Coconut shell was his Mind

The Cheetah was his Brain

The Orange cloud which played with leaves in that was no one other than his Aphro !!!!!

He had visited the Forest of Memories.

Now you know how coconut shells and cardboard boxes are related don’t you ?? , After all Both of them are hard on the outside in order to protect contents on the inside are better used with a small hole made on their surface to soften them .…

When you’ve read this , do me a favor…Tell me something other than Good. Otherwise Mowgli get’s sad and you don’t want him to knock your mama’s door for feedback , do you  J !!!!

Can I write what you write in your mind ..!!

Hii duuude ,

Wasupp...How's the internship going.. How's Nisha..Is she like vanilla or Chocolate  or Dark chocolate..?..Did u meet Santosh ...!!..I always have wanted and will write what you think in mind ..I think I've succeeded till now.Any writer writes something  which he / she feels will resonate with reader.Generally there are a large number of reader's and it becomes a quite difficult task.But Lucky me ,..I have only one reader.So should I write posts which reflect your thoughts or write something which is a mirror of my thoughts !!..I always think of the thought process of things when I tell you "Blogcheck" . So,here is a small post of all the paths which your thoughts​ might tread on ..This might be right or wrong ,  just know that just knowing how your mind works gives me the feeling of a leaf which knows it's fruits !!!...

Whatever the post is,Once I've written I always think of a time in which You'd have fullest concentration while reading it...
But just as the raindrop which can't wait to reach the earth,I end up telling you earlier than planned time ..
What does she think when I tell that..?
Do you think
This guy....Aaargh ..I don't know what to do with him..!!
This guy...Aaah..One more post ..What has he written this time...!!!
This guy ...Duh.. We'll just read and tell it's good anyways
This guy....Uh-Oh...What did I do this time.All the conversations went fine only na ..!...I never know what happens and his emotions are always on a rollercoaster​..
This guy....Wow..He must've written something interesting
This guy...Bring it on bitch .. We'll see what he's written...
This guy..poor soul...Maybe he thinks the only place where he and me would fall in love is in his posts...

In what time do you react ..Are there sometimes when you've to read the posts twice..
Or read , take a break and look up , think then continue reading ..!!!
Do you make funny and serious faces when you read ...!!!
Other than good you don't tell anything ..What am I to make of that ...!!!!

I wish I can be there to see you reading but there are many wishes I have and I must admit one has to be very careful what he/she wishes for ..After all what if all the wishes come true one day..Does that make me an optimist or pessimist...!!!!

Internship and Internal_Relationship

Hii Dude,

It often amuses me thinking how much I know about your internship and how much you know about mine.I suppose you only know that I am working 12 hours a day like a mad horse which gets it's water only when he sees a text from someone he cares.The task itself is very simple they say but it is very critical as we have more people asking questions.I am working in Coastal shipping division of a Logistics company which is multi modal ...I assume you know what multi modal ....Here I am thinking the sea is always silent when I watch it from the shores but Imagining a ship carrying 2500 cars on my sea makes me happy and sad at the same time.This one tells me that there are more things in life which happen simultaneously and we are not required to understand everything.I went to office expecting some right proportion of men and girls(Yes..not women).But what did I get ..Fully Men with only 2 girls :( . Bad thing both are not Mallu's. But if they might've been they'd go with their gang only to mallu cafe and all. Of course,there are exceptions !!..So my office is pretty much testosterone charged with very less estrogen which is crucial for generating Dopamine,which is often called as hormone of happiness.I probably should not tell this to anyone but I've started to miss Bangalore and some of my people there.Having no stipend makes this even more tougher for me.I mean which Intern will work for 12 hours sacrificing weekend and government holidays duude...It is very hard for me to do that even if you're my boss.I'm just kidding if you're my boss I'll be glad to work..just imagine to chances to create chaos..How sweet na !!!...Chaos is a true measuring scale of any person's character..

BTW dude..The only beacon of light saving me is the messages and occasional calls I receive from that special person..I'm telling you again there is no need to feel selfish if we text or call each other . I think we've crossed all that level long time before.The one thing I like about this logistics sector is that it's hectic but that's the bad thing also.I want new kinds of disasters which will cause more exciting problems.In shortest timespan I'm the only one here to have me CEO and get scoldings..After that my vertical lead also scolded.You will reach one point of time in your life when you see angry people shouting you'll pity them as to you also getting angry at them.This should be the first lesson you'll learn in corporate. I've read(writing learnt here wouldn't be appropriate , would it ?) somewhere that Attaining success is like trying to get pregnant the world doesn't care how many times you fuck over except for the time you really succeeded.You have no idea number of times I think of giving a flying visit to you despite knowing you'll not give a flying fuck about.Ofcourse I'll end this post with a line(not a pickup line btw)...

" Remember one thing dear,you can create a ripple by throwing a stone but you cannot stop it.Not all the ripples become waves but all the waves were once a ripple " 

How's this related ..?

Who's the 🌊 ..?

Who's the Ripple?..

We'll see(a) that , won't we !!!!

How Far have I come and how to measure the distance(Ofcourse in Life)

Hii to-my-half and my-better-half,

Till this time , most of the posts in this blog were addressed to one girl without whom I thought life was impossible.Hell,it still is (Remember,this is the present in 2017 & I haven't met you yet) but what was impossible before has started to become unusual now.One of the important things one can learn in life is the difference between unusual and impossible.What I felt for her might be unusual , coming from me but for her it seems to be impossible to give it back to me.But hey,this post is not to talk about her I suppose I've written more posts about that.
Today,I am at an important crossroad in my life where in I have to take many decisions which can take me in any direction and not necessarily the one with signposts telling "Hey,do that and you will reach there".
Well..for any one who wants to know why I am here they must know how I have reached here..Isn't it..?..Let me start my story by telling only two conditions...
1) Whatever I've written is a mixture of truth and fiction..however mostly it is on the truth side and less fiction (say 75-25),that in a nutshell means whatever I have written here is truth and the way somethings could have turned out might be out of my whims and fancies for that happening.
2) The One and Only person who would get access to this blog and read all the posts(including drafts) would be my would-be wife(I don't know who you are but I will find you and marry you).I don't even know If you got the pun in that line..Anyways it's a line from the movie TAKEN and If you've not watched it we could watch it in our TV along with the home theater(I can only hope as I don't have either of that as of now i.e Wife and a TV+Home theater ).Having told that,TV till in my day was a push medium as in the broadcasters used to push and the remote control used to be in cable operators end.But nowadays it has become a Pull medium wherein it is upto the user to choose content and watch.It is one interesting paradox as our devices are becoming more personal ( mobiles and laptops ) on the pretext of connecting us while the actual device which has been doing that for decades (TV) has silently become the point of difference.
Sorry for moving away from the topic.It's high time we start..
I'm sure you would know my name by the time you read this.It's amazing how each time I write "you" I imagine that girl whom I've met in my MBA days(present,I suppose) . I do not know what is going to happen in future but still let me tell you one thing once I start loving I put my heart and soul into that even if they don't reciprocate(Which BTW is a easy recipe for a mental disaster).Just imagine what all I will do if the other person starts reciprocating.I assure you , you are the only person who deserves all of that and no one else.
( Take a deep breathe and start )
So,from where shall I start...School|College|Work|MBA..?? or Family|Friends..?
Each filter point in my life is a milestone according to me.I suppose in the journey of life each and every phase has its own importance and I do not want to club them all in one post.So each one will be in separate post and it will be inter connected with Family and Friends..
I welcome you into my life and hope by the end of each post and when you read all the posts you get a glimpse into my life and connect the dots.Remember I can show you the Dots but making a line or a circle is entirely upto you..I am ok with anything as long as the outcome considers all the dots given to you...!!!!!

Mowgli's time-ly adventures

Hii Dude,

I wish I were a sparrow so that I can just come to your home and go whenever I want without any problems.But still,what can be done If i choose to send a sparrow like robot with two cameras that can fly like a drone which only I can control..What a splendid thought that might be.Imagination must be the one that fuels my life these days.I think I did not tell you that I am leaving because AnandRao circle and the bridge makes me nostalgic dude.(How Silly can I be!!).Did you know I came to lassiwala that day just to see you before I started..?.So yes,I came and I saw you like a poor child looking at a rich kid playing with his toy even though the poor kid doesn't understand what the rich kid finds in that toy and amongst all the things in the world why did he choose this toy?.

When I asked you about what should I write I can imagine you imagining what to answer to me.After skipping sensitive topics you choose Deaddiction.When you choose some topic I think a lot before writing it because you might be having some preconceived notions about that in your mind and I don''t want it to come out when you are reading what I've written.But Isn't it like asking an addict to write about deaddiction?..It is very tough , I suppose.But again things must start at somepoint na dude.Just like beauty which lies in eyes of the beholder..Deaddiction also lies in eyes of Addict.But guess what,out of all addictions mine is the only one which can talk...Yaaay!!!..And I'm sure mine tells me which no other addictions would say..It is telling me to quit it.And I am dumbfound.

Our guy Mowgli goes to Aphrodisias to meet his girl(Or so he thinks) and on his was he meets Cupid.
"Hii boy!!" tells Cupid
"How are you ..Long time no see..." tells Mowgli
"Yep...Wasupp..where are you going" asks Cupid
"I'm going to meet Aphro..."beams the boy
"Does she know you are coming.Did you inform her when you started?"asks Cupid
"Nope.This is a surprise..you know what she was just near my place and I thought of meeting her"tells Mowgli
"Oh wow..She told me she came to send off one of her people to la la land.But I didn't know you were this near"
"Well..Maybe that's how we are supposed to be always , I guess" tells Mowgli sadly..
"Cmon boy...Cheer up..Things will change don't worry" tells Cupid
"Cupid,she is going to go away from me for 2 months for learning some tips to survive the jungle"Mowgli tells..
"haha..poor girl she has her own battles to fight,ain't she"tells Cupid
"Yes..yes..she told me to stop talking to her as a measure of reducing future damages"the boy tells.
"What did you tell?"asks Cupid
"Ofcourse I told her we can reduce the time we talk but reducing it suddenly is not possible"
"But still you will miss her right?"asks Cupid
"Yes..Maybe I will listen very carefully to the wind and hear her voice telling "Don't worry..this is just temporary"tells Mowgli
"You and your fantasies are going to get you killed one day"tells Cupid
"You know what Cupid..you have no idea each time how much anxiety I have when I wait to talk to her or wait for a text from her"tells Mowgli
"But still boy...All things must start somewhere"Exclaims Cupid
"Understand one thing Cupid...for me it is not a straight line but a circle...As long as she is there as my center no one can think of breaking it..not even me!!"Tells the boy and continues his journey..!!