Bye Buddy!

It doesn't feel good to bid adieu! I always think why things change so quickly? Why can't they remain same always? Why only Change is Constant  in life?  But these thoughts will be subdued  by the voice which says " Things change to give you another chance in life, Things change to give you an opportunity to grow as a person, Things change to give you broader perspective of life, Things change to make your life more interesting, Change is Permanent to fend off your life from being Stagnate!".

I said bid adieu, Yes. Yesterday in Office When Poo gave her Good bye speech, I could sense the gushing emotions behind her words! I like it if things are graced with emotional touch!!(I don't know why, probably you are a sentimental fool - Some heartless people might say so..luckily I have not met anyone like that so far). Then I started thinking about saying good bye and all those stuffs..I thought and thought till night 1:30am..then decided to dedicate a poem to Poo :)

Here it goes....

I thought and thought, to convey what I meant

    I fought and combat with the thought

        To express my sentiment.

An emotive time, its hard to write a farewell note

        I wish I could stop the moment

          which compels us to depart!

Never regret but recall the sweet memories of past

    forget the hurt, grow with the lessons learnt

           And move on with your trait.

My prayer to almighty, may thy future be bright

       Persue your dreams, sky is the limit

           If you have an immortal quest!

In the sojourn of life, the fact that we met,

 and the time we spent,compels me to cite
     May you be blessed with the best.

Polyglot!!!?

I want to be a polyglot! (Don't laugh!). I am serious. I dream about being one. I thought of starting with South Indian languages first. The reason being I have tried my hand at Malayalam and Telugu, so want to finish the incomplete activity first. Hope this time the plan will not be blessed by 'Procrastination'!. Long back someone from North India had inspired me by her dedication to learn one of the South Indian languages (Kannada)! One fine day this known stranger came out of nowhere and rekindled the desire in my heart. So this time I sincerely want to give it a go.

Of late, a friend has agreed to teach me Malayalam. This is dedicated to that friend.

Gone were the days when I had this craze,
An unknown Zeal to learn a new language..
I tried my hand at the language of God's Own Country!
Futility of my assay! I realized it after a scrutiny..
There was no teacher to aim further, and nurture the desire
You being a Keralite made it lot easier..
The magic of the mail 'God and Keralite',
Gave this insight, why shouldn't I ask you to instruct!
No intention to disturb you and your solitude,
This is to the Guru!, to express my gratitude.

What am I doing...? Why am I doing it?

Let me serve the purpose of coming to office over the weekend to do some boring stuffs, atleast by penning down the spurting feelings..!!! UuOoooo UuOoooo here it is...

Neither a purpose nor a destination,
Uncontrollable things going on and on...
Thinking things over and over, no seriousness,
Still I continue doing it though I am dubious...
No light and Sunshine, the path look tedious,
Lonesome journey...boredom is obvious...
Life gives you the chance, don’t be an idiot,
Embrace the ‘escapism’ when there is a need for it!!!

Welcoming Online Nemesis!

Question mark on your face?Are you wondering who this Online Nemesis is? Well.. She is one of my friends and I like to read the poems written by her. She posted this poem in the comments section but I felt it is worth publishing!(With her permission ;)) I take immense pleasure in posting her literary work in my blog along with a small poem dedicated to her! :)

Some People write but they don’t want to be in the light!
Someone has got talent and only prefers to ghost-write!!?
I am sure her writings will leave here an impression.
Let me welcome her to the blog called ‘Perception’.
With a hope that she will be a blogger soon! ;)

Here it goes.. Written by Online Nemesis..

There is No Title for THIS!

Spending your day with land
thats shift split and merge
Can awaken in any mortal soul
this highly incessant urge!

To pen down thoughts and feelings
or any reflections of your mind
Now who would better understand
than your very own kind?

Limerick, couplet, sonnet
or be it any silly rhyme
Always worth scribbling it,
no matter what the time!

At the end of a weary day,
its this avocation that helps you rest
Or just braces you for a new day,
which is yet another "test"!

Do we need a title for this??

When deluge of work don’t allow you to blog
No other way except to dodge...
No need to be sad, you are not writing for a mag..
But don’t let the letdown to be a clog..
Just remember this locution which helps to unclog..
“Whenever compulsion is there enjoy it! And of course dear You Can Do It!!"

Why this happens?

Sometimes...You want to cry but tears go dry,
Sometimes...You want to be happy but you can’t assay,
Sometimes...You are so lost, lost in your own negative trait,
Sometimes...You don’t want to care; still you will be left in a stupor,
Sometimes...you don’t know why you write still you proceed to indite!











Why is this overcast? Why can’t I stave it off? How do I brush it off?

Reverence

This article is dedicated to one who inspired me to start blogging!

Have you ever gone through the state wherein you have a burning desire to do something but still something is holding you back? Have you ever experienced the state wherein you are struggling to get motivated but someone inspires you and your vision becomes clear? Have you ever experienced how good it feels to be inspired and motivated?

I always had the urge to write though I am not equipped with a great mental lexicon. Whenever I read a prose, poem or even the status message on the Instant Messenger, beauty of the language delights my heart. When I think too much, the debate inside me desires to be expressed! But in the mundane, workday world it was not always possible to fulfil this desire. After my graduation I had almost forgotten that there is something which raptures my heart.

I always wanted to express my emotions but for some unknown reasons I kept dodging it. Suddenly one day I happened to come across with a blog, blog where I can see the reflection of my emotions, my thoughts, and my feelings expressed in an extremely well manner. I was awestruck! My joy knew no bounds! The person who had once inspired me when I was a child had come once I again in my life to bring back the lost thing! How can I thank this wonderful person? How can I express my feelings of reverence? I am severely handicapped by my poor vocabulary to express my gratitude!

I know her, hope she recognizes me when I meet her, I am waiting for the day to meet this inspirer. I am eager to see her expression when I reveal her, how powerful her words were to inspire someone like me. I wish wherever she is, whatever she does, May God be with her.

Why People Smoke?

Actually I had a thought that I should write about smoking. I wanted to dedicate that article to all the smokers!! I thought of trying my best to illustrate the ill effects of smoking. But the only thing I knew about smoking was ‘Smoking is injurious to health’. So I thought of getting some information from google. I wanted to write it in a way - that would instil fear into smokers mind and tempt them to quit smoking!!!(Probably too much to expect ;)). But after browsing about the ill effects of smoking I shudder to think about it! I quit! :(
I can’t dwell about the hazardous effects of smoking and articulate it!

Why people get addicted to deadly habits like smoking? Why? Why? Why? Even they know that it is deleterious to health but still they enjoy it. There are so many ways to enjoy life still people opt for something which is a slow poison! Hmm...Probably they are risk-takers!?!? I know human beings are mortal, but why to embrace the harbinger of death? God forbid, is dying so cool? Once again, God forbid! Does anyone dream about painful death?? Does this smoker title make you feel good or add feather to your cap? I am aware that these questions will never be answered and asking such kind of questions itself is a stupidity!! Still I ask questions in the hope of getting an explanation, which would help me to end my thought process at least with any of the punctuation marks if not full stop.

PS: One last question to the smoker (by any chance if a smoker reads this) – Have you ever googled about the ‘Ill effects of smoking’? 'Yes'?!!! I can’t believe still you smoke!!!

Rule Breaking

There is a saying ‘To err is human, to forgive is divine’. But some mistakes will be considered as offense and you will have to face the consequences. Sometimes though you know that you are committing a mistake you just let that happen. If you are lucky, you will get through it, else you will have to face the music! Some blunders will be forgiven but some mistakes will be punished depending on the circumstances and your luck.

Today I had an experience of breaching the office security rule! It was not intentional but committed out of sheer impatience and incognizance of the consequences. The story includes 4 of us (Sh, N, U and S), office receptionist and the security guard (A). Story has got some fun, some confusion, some anxiety, some lessons, etc...

The Story:
Yesterday we had team lunch at Wagamama. One of my colleagues(N) had left her ID card at her desk, while returning back to the office, she squeezed inside the pod situated at the entrance (Some of the RPA offices have got this kind of entrance system where only one person is supposed to enter at a time) along with the other colleague(Sh). The receptionist, who noticed this act, followed them to warn about the act of breaking security rule. I (S) was coming just behind these two friends of mine and swiped my card oblivious to the fact that the other side of the pod is still open. My side of the door didn’t open so I swiped my card once again. It didn’t work. I remembered the receptionist saying on my first day at this office that – the card doesn’t work if you swipe it more than once!! I thought receptionist has gone for lunch and I didn’t have the patience to wait for her. So I decided to use my friend’s idea! I squeezed in along with another friend of mine (U) in spite of his opposition.

Guilt, Confusion and Fun:
Today morning while entering the office building, the receptionist didn’t welcome us (S & Sh) with her smile. She asked Sh about yesterday’s act and I pitched in and apologised for my mistake (I wonder why someone should be so proactive in confessing!! Miss ‘S’ good for you, if you use your hyperactivity for some other purpose!!). In the afternoon while coming back from lunch, the security guard asked us,’ were you the 2 ladies who broke security rule yesterday’. My heart sank while answering ‘yes’ to this question. He asked us to send him an e-mail with our names. While walking back to my desk all I could feel was guilt (probably I was overreacting)! My mind was thinking about the following:
1. I represent my company in the client office, if I breach the rule here that will put my company to shame.
2. I epitomize my country in this foreign nation, tomorrow if someone says ‘this girl from IDC (India Delivery Centre) infringed the security rule’ that will be too much for me.
3. I was offended for making someone else to be part of this offense.

But thanks to all the friends who eased my mood by contributing to the lively environment of fun or by consoling me. Sh sent an email to A, the security guard/officer (Am not sure about his designation: P) for no fault of her. Still she kept herself composed and being witty at times especially when A replied to her mail expressing his confusion!! The confusion was receptionist had seen 2 ladies (N,Sh), S apologised to the receptionist along with Sh, A had spoken to 2 ladies about this (S,Sh) but in the mail there were 4 names :P. So he had asked her to send 2 names who entered the pod at a time. It was really fun to decide which 2 names to be sent now. People enjoyed the free show of others getting screwed up and gave some suggestions!!! Finally Sh took the bold decision of “Let us not confuse the confused people”. The decision was - to send the names of Sh and N. Later if they ask about other 2 names or the girl who volunteered to apologise, we can tell them about the story of other pod!!

Now I don’t know what turn this incident is going to take, but I feel that what was meant to be happened has happened and it cannot be undone. So there is no point in worrying about this!

I asked this question ‘n’ no. of times, being remorseful
Why did you run afoul?
No answer to the question, my soul is screeching
With the pain of guilty feeling...
I told my heart you can’t control the happenings
Let bygones be bygones...
I dreaded the worst, am praying for the best
With never ending trust...

Just a Thought!

Whenever I hear the words - ‘Lessons Learnt!’ my thoughts start churning as to what lessons I am learning from my day today experiences? Is life teaching me any lessons? Or am I not sensible enough to sense the positive connotations in disguise? At the end of the day, do I have the complacence of providing justice to something that I am accountable to? When these kinds of questions begin to race, I tend to run with them until I am tired and then I start scribbling about my persuasions.

I believe simple incidents in life can teach you so many things if you are ready to accept your flaws and open to learn. Normal conversation can give some sudden insight and change your perception of the things. A child’s company can show you how to be happy, how to be content, how to be pure. Office receptionist can show you how to be punctual!! At times, some stranger may show you how to be human!

People around might be picky, take it easy, and try to get better. Criticism on your way will make you aim for perfection. Discouragement can act as a fuel for the burning desire to prove. Mistakes will teach you how to be heedful!

I know these things are easy to preach but hard to follow. Most of the times we tend to ignore petty things in life. But if you think about it, petty things/observations can teach you a lot. Mindset is something which blocks everything. If you clear the air by your willingness to learn, you start appreciating the fact and embrace the process of learning!

Observation (ya Obsession!?)

Each individual is different. Everybody is one of their kinds. There might be some similarities in the thinking and behaviour but still they are different. From phrenology to psychology the reason for this difference is still muddy. Anyway Individualism is not the cornerstone of this article! The point I want to make here is even I am one of my kind!!! And sometimes I find myself being silly but you know some obsessions you really can’t help!!!
I had/ have this weird habit of observing people’s palm!!! Not because I am interested in ‘Palmistry’ and also I know that palm is composed of small bones and there are nearly 14 bones(is it really 14 bones? Correct me if am wrong!) joined together which give shape to the palm . It’s just a habit. Believe me am so good at it (LOL)! Bet you, I can recognize you only by seeing your palm if you are not a stranger!!
Now....the whole reason for writing this – I just want to get rid of the thoughts related to this palm observation. Is it a psychological disorder??Any psychologists there? I have seen people observing others foot, eyes, nose, hair, walking style, talking style what not!! So I don’t think this palm observing job is harmful ;) Okay....enough of theory let’s talk about practical examples of some interesting palms!!
During my childhood I used to observe my cousin’s palms. She has got really neat and long fingers which gives glamour to every action her hand performs!! And as a child I used to dream about having such palms! I even thought that, it is such an asset and I am not fortunate enough to have it (I repeat as a child I had such feeling!) I don’t like my palms still I love them because they are mine ;). I was thinking that I like only long skinny fingers until I met this friend of mine whose hands are really soft like cotton and surprisingly they are not long and skinny but still I admired it ! We used to tease her that ‘don’t shake hands with anyone’ ;) (Note: those hands can draw unbelievable pictures! And now you know who this buddy is ;)).
Recently I came across with an interesting palm which belong to one of my colleagues (related person - please don’t be mad at me!). This palm is kind of childish (I mean baccho jaise: P) but it is cute (especially when it is typing). It has got this innocent look and I guess that’s why it caught my attention (I like innocent things/beings! ...).
In my life I have met more interesting palms but now I am running short of words and time to give details about all of them. So I am giving a full stop to ‘Palm Description’.

PS: This palm observation includes all the categories.. child ya old, female ya male, there is no barrier! :p

So weird..

Mushy mind is wandering here and there
It’s really weird who would care!
Yesterday eyes were moist, you cried for nothing
Today is bright, big smile for everything!

You need to be strong when things go wrong
Life is bliss, enjoy the swing
Every moment is precious to lose, still you ignore
Ignore the fact that worries will fade!

Every cloud has a silver lining,
Learn to move on with your wing,
You have it in you, still you dread
I really wonder, it’s so weird!

ಜನನಿ

ಹೃದಯ ತುಡಿಯುತಿದೆ ಆ ಭಾವ ಸ್ಪಂದನಕೆ
ಮನವು ಮಿಡಿಯುತಿದೆ ಆ ನೆನಪ ಕಲರವಕೆ
ಮಾತು ಮೌನವಾಗಿದೆ ಆ ಮಾತೆ ಋಣಕೆ
ಈ ಜೀವ ನಮಿಸುತಿದೆ ಆ ಬಂಧ ಅನುಬಂಧಕೆ

Aloneness

I always thought that loneliness is nothing but staying alone at home, going to shopping alone, eating alone, watching movie alone, etc... And I always wondered how people can stay alone at home!!! I used to ask people these kinds of silly questions (I still have that habit!) Isn’t it boring to stay alone? Are you not scared? What if you fall sick? What if something goes wrong? etc...etc... I had this misconception that ‘staying alone is something I can never do in life – Oh God I will be so lonely kind of feeling’.

Lately the changes in life have changed the meaning of the word ‘loneliness’ in my dictionary. Staying alone doesn’t mean that you don’t have anyone in life. It is just that in the sojourn of life, you are travelling alone for some time. You still have the fragrance of loved ones presence with you in their absence. There are people to bring smile on your face. You have everyone though your journey is lonesome. Sometimes life gives you the chance to be in solitude to realize your potentials. But we misunderstand it for loneliness!!!

An individual becomes lonely when he starts running away from the truth, running away from the self. The care and love showered by loved ones will not help to the catharsis when you lose the company of yourself, that’s when you become lonely!

There is a dearth of confidence, bunch of uncertainties..
Full of negativities and I am scared of losing my trait
Locked up emotions overpowering the guts of mind..
This horrible state of loneliness, Oh! Almighty
My Prayer to Thee..., please save the mankind...


P.S. This is just my thoughts, this doesn’t mean that I am lonely and have become loony! In fact have got much more to say about loneliness but for the time being I am done ;)

Loathfulness

I am sitting in office... I have got hell lot of work, still not in a mood to start, so thought of writing some lines... It really helped to get back the mood!!!



Here it goes...
Gloomy day, sleepy mind...
Someone is dying to fight the mood swing ..
Rushing emotions ya detached devotions...
Something is screaming to stop the ding..
Give me some light, please ignite the delight...
I want to live, live up to the Ming ...

Intuition

I think I should start writing, I think I should start scribbling.... penning down my thoughts, running behind the mysterious feelings lurking from a murky mind, analyse each and every bit of life,ahh!! the list goes on... isn’t it something I craved for ??? Finally I found a means to communicate my thoughts inspired by somebody’s blog!!! I could then comprehend the words which my intuition always said to me...








I ponder, I wonder, I am innominate
I exist, I persist, I am a thought
Years passed, Days disdain the desire...
My yearn for existence, effort to seek salvation
Things went in vain adding fuel to the pain...
Still I wait.... wait for the day...the day of Silver Lining...