Silence of the Lambs....

Monday morning, again the blues and the invading silence. What makes silence work for you is that you can be yourself when it surrounds you. Right now as i am writing the blog, the only two noises audible are the sound of the laptop's processor and some birds chirping outside.

There are times when silence has the loudest voice. It makes you contemplate and take decisions which you normally forget to think about in daily humdrum. Silence can also be the most powerful scream, louder than a thousand words. It can stir your soul and explain the gravity of the situation. Silence can also be a source of great strength. Being silent you can control your emotions and be a master of your own life. Being silent you can see things in a way you have seen never before. It gives you a new vision and maybe open your mythical third eye.

I think sometimes that silence is the medium through which god communicates with us. The words are unspoken but so profound. No wonder the time when you stand in front of your deity and bow down to worship, he touches your soul through silence.

The only thing which combines greatly with silence is music. Music the food of life.

Silence was never written down.

IPLGATE

IPLGATE yes that is the new term coined by a news channel for the current imbroglio. And as predicted in the last post Mr.Modi you are on the way out. No one can be bigger than the game itself. It is a hard truth and very difficult to digest but at the end of the day Cricket will emerge victorious. What's very sad is to find that all this drama has erupted just before the IPL final and talks going around in the town about matches being fixed and the betting saga again becoming the talk of the town. Personally i think it's nothing but sensational journalism again, an art  which Indian news channel have perfected. There may be financial irregularities in the tournament but please don't question the credibility of the players. One news channel went on the extent of naming 27 players involved. Had it been the case it would have been evident on the screen. The viewers are not a fool, you can not underperform and escape the nation's attention. For me it was one of the most passionately fought battle, cutting across borders and cultures. A sporting extravaganza which India should be proud of. But before it could become even more popular, it became a stage for political rivalry. Had the war between Modi and Tharoor not broken out, i don't think things would have got so far. BCCI is making Modi as an escape goat. It itself has many members owning a lot of stake in the teams. And as for politicians, suddenly you have a new topic to discuss. God bless India's poverty and citizens. Personal rivalry will be high on agenda now and all the terrorists and maoists can regather and plan for more sinister things while we fight over our stakes and money in the IPL.

SRK today tweeted in support of Modi and made a very funny comment about being the problem child of Indian film industry. His response," being a problem child is much better than being a solution adult", well said.

And last but not the least, the maestro turned 36 today or should i say turned 36 years younger today. Mumbai please win it tomorrow, and give him a befitting belated birthday present. He has played his part in bringing you here, it now upto everybody to take the final leap. And for his detractors please don't start again by questioning about him not performing in big matches. Try and find some better excuse to bash him.  Sachin you have remained and will remain our idol. It was wonderful watching your kids watch you play at D Y Patil stadium. Your exuberance and chirpiness on the ground would put even them in shame. Long live "SACH"......

Tweets and Martyrs...

News spluttered everywhere with IPL, but for all the wrong reasons. Mr.Modi you can not be bigger than the game. The huge cash, cricket stars, bollywood and politicians add all of them and you have the perfect concoction for a media frenzy. The two men who are always in the news are Lalit Modi and Shashi Tharoor and this time they are against each other. Armed with twitter power salvos are being served. The uproar was even heard in the parliament, but the questions arises is this the major issue troubling us. The martyrs who lost their lives in Dantewada have already been forgotten. The plight of the CRPF jawans living in abysmal conditions should be the main concern for parliament. The greatest threat to India is from within. It is the maoists and not outsiders. For all the innocent lives, they deserve a better treatment. They are our real heroes and not the IPL heroes. The jawans were the sun of the soil who come from remote towns and villages of Inida to earn a living for their family. A life lost is not just one life. With it dies the hopes and aspirations of the family which lost its bread earner.

Par Khuda Khair Kar, Aaisaa Anjaam Kisi Rooh Ko Na De Kabi Yahaan..
Gunja Muskurata tha woh,Waqt Se Pehle Kyun Chodd Chala Tera Ye Jahaan.

Before we forget....

On the floor again....

Hellow....all n sundry. Long time since last post, coz i was damm busy. After a long spell of monotony and listlessness, life has come full circle now. I am again on the floor, working, alive and kicking. MBA provides you a good subterfuge of being busy but after stepping in the corporate world the definition of being busy changes altogether. Coz u never get time to think that you are busy. You are hit by a storm of so many activities that at the end of the day the only thing you crave for is your bed and lie there dead forever until your morning alarm again disturbs you in the morning like your nagging housewife. You then wonder, was i living in heaven in the jungles of Dontanapally. Far, far away from the noise and humdrum of the concrete jungle of Hyderabad. The transition from the jeans clad, proxy craving, cricket playing boy to the formally dressed corporate citizen was very fast.

On the job it is a different world altogether, where you have to learn the trade daily. Infact you have to unlearn many things and do things the way they teach you to do. Time for mistakes and approximations are over. They expect nothing but the perfect thing from you.

I am on the floor again and working for a profile which i dreamed for. The first 15 days could be labelled as the honeymoon period, the real ordeal has just begun. Time to hit the floor and make it big......