A stroll around that park, of all others free

You can hold my hand like that just above the elbow

Lean on my shoulder and match step for step

Lets talk of things we thought we had forgotten

of things we want to forget and of things we never can

Lets talk as if to ourselves but only somehow better

Lets share this space, this moment, this heartbeat

Lets leave what needs no telling unsaid

Lets not wonder of where it will all go to in the end

Lets forget time and promises and all else that isn’t you or me

Lets take a walk, just you and me

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The following belongs to “About me”. If there was ever a piece I could relate to, completely, its this. Just that I haven’t written it. And I don’t even know who has…all I know is I’ve had it on me for a long long time.It’s a tad long but read it. Trust me. We lost ourselves the day we were born Since then the search began To find those of our family We were confused For we were given a family of birth We had friends from our situation In this funny place called “society” We travelled …

Author Unknown..

Courtesy: Chandni

I am on that mode as of now, and have decided that its safer that way.. Keeping your expectations lower, and removing all expectations people have on you is relieving.. It might mean a few awkward silences, a little pain for now, but in the long run people tend to forgive and forget.. Who we are now is just a shadow in the mosaic of our lives, a chapter in a story (a short chapter at that).. Lives will go on , people will move on.. Sometimes i wish for Harry potters invisibility cloak, for out of sight is often out of mind..

PS: This post was written a few years ago. Sharing this now, just to kind of get closure.

I have my fleeting ideologies too, more often than not residing closely to karma and dharma, i have no belief in athma though which makes my beliefs not have the weight they normally carry. Anyways, i have heard some interesting ideas and wanted to letit out into the world, hear similar ideas or contrasting emotions..

1. The Higher Purpose Principle: We are born to serve a higher purpose. The days we are alive, merely a web of interlinked events, aimed at delivering one final act, one powerhouse performance, one stupendous event that we might never realize even happened.

2. The Evolution Principle: This I found hilarious but maybe more true than any of us are ready to accept, we are just another of natures experiments, a part of the evolutionary chain, that will be discarded sometime in the future without a second thought as a better, faster, smarter species takes over.

3. The Nonsense Theory: The whole idea being that it makes no sense and thinking about it makes no sense, discussing this makes no sense either and writing about it is also just to prove that it is total nonsense.

4. The Me theory: This one is awesome and something Barney Stinson should adopt. The core idea being that everything that happened was leading to me being born and everything thats happening after is for my personal entertainment or education (the tough parts as Calvin’s dad puts it ” Builds Charachter”)

5. Karma / Dharma: The cause and effect principle underlying Hinduism, Budhism and Jainism, it has variants in all religions. Simply that everything that we do has an after effect, which means I am headed to a terrifying end that is getting closer. Cant wait.

6. All this made me make up The Tito Principle, which sees its very first expression here and now: Any discussion or thoughts on this topic is moot. Noone has a clue and the conversational arguments are getting stale.

PS: In case you haven’t noticed, I avoided the word Life in the text above. But always wanted to start and end a post with the same word and so lets see who can life define ?

1. Most men do not understand a word when two women are chatting (we prefer it that way), until and unless they decide to use a code trying to make it difficult to understand (often making us perk our ears up and take notice, often to find the so called code so easy to break that it makes us feel secure to go back to day dreaming).

Special thanks here to Bella.

Friendships of convenience are all that exist today..
Ties that bind are broken, when truth has its final say..
We all pretend and smile as if nothing is wrong..
A smile not reaching our eyes, with the rest going along..

Sympathy is a word without meaning today..
It doesnt really matter whatever you say..
Someones pain is seen only if nothing else is in the way..
Noone wants to be the shoulder to cry on, not today..

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 25 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

This line from the movie somehow , somewhere in the deep dark recesses within me let something free.  I had always wondered why people always considered me a nice guy (point to be noted: Never had anybody call me a good man.)

I always thought guys like me were a dime a dozen and am slowly realizing thats not entirely true. So i looked around to find what was it that made women think i was any better than the average Joe. The amazing findings (with no statistical proof whatsoever) are the following. I still havent decided if I can gloat about it or need to fix them.

The reason for the same being that I cloak the abnormal better. I can fake a smile and show enthusiasm at things that i dont care about in the least. Plus after the accident, my already good listening skills went up a notch and it now borders on pretty awesome.

My memory sucks, i mean i cant remember faces or names from a childhood that was pretty damn awesome. I play along for the most part nodding my head  as the stories come along, painting vivid pictures in my mind, turning what was already pretty awesome into something legen- ” wait for it ” –  dary.

I cant say no to women (there I admit it) and whenever I do, i cringe inside feeling useless and so the constant saying Yes and then getting things done makes me pretty handy to have around.

I can write better(not speak better) than most of my friends ( in the casual unofficial manner like this blog ) and it impresses most people i meet. I rhyme on demand and i still cant figure out why that is so incredible.

The thing is there are a lot of guys like me out there and it is not a dying kind either. But women dont see most of them i guess.

To sum it all up, Men – do something about it (move out of the comfy chairs at home drinking beer with buddies and be a lil more active. Bathe and shave first please ). Women (there are quite a lot of these guys around, if you really like nice guys – go find them). Tito – You just exposed something you are going to dearly regret and could end up ruining the above said reputation. Good luck with that !!!

Won a competition on facebook and got an author signed copy of “Life is What You Make it” by Preeti Shenoy..

Pack so much into 1 year.. Bloody Awesome I think..

I had read about Mr. Sibal’s vow here and laughed at it and thought it will pass. I loved some of the reactions across the blogosphere, particularly by aamjanata here ( Thanks Usha Chechi for the share on fb). Then I read the honorable ministers reaction here. CAnt help but reach now.

Just for the heck of it, I am going to use language that definitely is going to make it very very provocative and hopefully objectionable.

1. Mr. Sibal, Go fug yourself. If we ever meet in person, I would love to say that with perfect diction. But then you have the right to control that from ever happenng.

2. I am Indian, have a passport and a PAN card to prove it. But I am typing this from outside our borders. So your rules need to be very specific. Can I, a non-resident Indian of no particular political bias, use language like “Ghanta”, ” Laura”, etc.. etc.. on my blog when those words cant actually be blocked or ever screened from my blog. In fact I could write a whole lot of lines in Hindi, Malayalam and Tamil all in this one post making your bright idea a dud. For eg: Saale, ninte thullal ente oru mair tak nahi illakaan pattula.

3. If you cant get a song like ” Bhag D K Bose D K Bose ” censored. A new one even says Jhak maar ke and is gaining on the charts. What the hell can you do about Social Networking ? The internet and Social Networking is successful today on the idea of immediate, real time updation of information. By the time you block this entry at least a couple of my regulars will have read it. They might even move to aamjanata’s more serious open letter. You are screwed.

4. Accept defeat. Google and FB already do their job pretty well, weeding out the worst and also keeping the internet way better than our Indian roads ( We wont find someone holding his d*ck openly peeing on a wall in public).

5.  All you m*therf*cking politicians are wasting precious time and money on nonsensical ideas like this and India is losing its patience. Ask Mr. Pawar.

6. This post is my very personal opinion and frankly you can do jack sh*t to stop me. I dont hate you, I pity you and i feel sorry for India. I feel ashamed to call you an educated Indian minister.

7. Lastly, if you didnt follow step 1. Go fug urself now.

Adios