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“Love”, a four lettered word, has tons of definitions with umptillion number of emotions. It subsists many relations, but then this blog mainly concentrates on a typical Boy-Girl relationship, not blood-bound.
Starting with the way of defining it, girls and boys are always under contravention.
A Girl has vainglorious checklist. Candidates are first shortlisted by them on the basis of their qualifications in which “wealth” is the preponderant factor. Those shortlisted candidates are passed through a series of trials and finally one candidate is selected. A Boy, on the other hand has only one single expectation. Chiefly, dependent upon looks. Thus, many girls satisfy his requirements so naturally he becomes a mass-recruiter.
Though the initial part, the selection, portrays the selfish nature of Homo sapiens, the later part is disparate. The mass-recruiter faces recession. Fires everyone save one. This part makes life walking on air with bliss with every day, a gaiety day. Late night phone-calls, waiting very long to share a glimpse of each other , hugs and rare kisses make earth no less than heaven. The Whole world faces a massive turn-around.
The girl after this tries to change every bad thing the boy had earlier to make sure he always adheres to the checklist. The boy but, remains a boy expect for the times when she is around him. Small-small fights and drifts make the love more enjoyable. Now, “Possessiveness” increases. The above mentioned term is known as a necessary evil for a love. Because, There are times when girls go extremely frantic with that and the same thing causes the frightening B-word, “Break-up”, the reason being Lack of trust .
Though boys never change, the effort he takes to act before her is immense. The girls despite knowing the fact also acts as if she is pleased with that boy. Caboodle of promises, restrictions and complications. This is what is love understood by the pathetic generations today.
Dont panic! I am not here to give any crazy definition for love as given by some two decade ago Tamil movie director. “Love is eternal” and stuffs like that.
Love is as far as I know has no definition. Always understand it is not be all and end all of life. For me, when you like a person for no reason it is called Love. One more important thing, it’s always better if you create your own definition and never listen to anyone. Despite the fact that it is full of pain and misery, never miss to try it once. Love is like a roller-coaster ride, has ups and downs but it’s always a merry-ride.
El Amor!

As a citizen of India, I take pride to publish this theory, discovered by me . This law will be popularly known as ” law of culture and tradition”.

According to this theory ,

“The number of trditions in India is directly proportional to the number of traditions or cultures” i.e.,

Population α culture

P = kC

where K is the const with values ranging between 1 to 100.

Meaning there by India has innumerable cultures and traditions . One such culture is the south Indian brahmin culture.

The area of inhabitance of these sets of people are called “Agraharam”. “Agraharam” is a tamil word. It basically means ” a garland of houses” .

For me , “Agraharam ” is a “paradise on earth”. If i had to count best days of my life it will mainly contain those days when i lived in Agraharam. Each Agraharam have one temple, and the main deity there is worshipped with true bakhti.

This bakhti is well reflected by the way they worship. The happenings in and around agraharam during the festive seasons will be awesome,fun-filled and damn colourful. There will be recite big-big mantras and rituals.There will be yagas and many things.

After which comes my favorite time  ” combined feast “. Feast comprises of all sorts of spicy and tasty food. After this feast each one gets their top view diameter increased by a good number. We will have beatle leaves with pan after this feast. This is to improve the digestive powers. There will be “Kacheri” in the evening even. Kacheri literally means performance by carnatic music specialists with south indian instruments namely veena, mridangam, ganjeera etc.

Even during normal days “Agraharam” is fun filled only. There will be chit-chats, gosipings everything. The feeling of oneness in agraharam is damn high. Each one treat their neighbour as their brother or sister only. Everybody knows what happens in the other house and all them of stand united if somebody have some problem.

Every vacation I go to my “agraharam” to get all those pleasures which my father used to get. Days have gone. I am adult now . All responsibilities are in my shoulders . It has been 4 long years since i went to my agraharam. I dont know how my father would have felt when he left for job. Had i been in his case i would not have left. If god gives me a boon now , I would defenitely ask for a life in my Agraharam.

But, this culture of  Agraharam is perpetually reducing . Everybody have started moving towards cities. They think the culture of agraharam as a mark of foolishness. For this I have only three words  ” They are Losers “.

I hope i grow older fast for settling in my agraharam with all people. Attaining sharanagati ( fall on feet ) with god.

Agraharam rocks..!!!~!~!

For few days, I was struck by a question for which no body could answer . I didn’t take food. I didn’t sleep.I was perplexed.

With same question revolving round my mind i went to take bath. Surprisingly, bathroom took the pride of answering me. “Eureka!!” . ” Eureka!!” . But mind you, I didn’t follow Archemedis . I was damn happy because I have become a scientist now.

Seems i have confused you now right???

I will explain now. We call man as a social animal isn’t it?? But how does he become social when no relations or friends are present?? What made the first human social?? can you answer?? But my bathroom did.

Know how??

I will tell you.

Music or sound make him be social.

Wak!!. Sounds absurd.!!

wait will explain.

Even now when you are alone music turns out to be your best friend. Whether it is a i-pod or a walkman. You start listening to them. Isn’t it?? Now you may ask me one question. How do you say first human were social?? They were not having any i-pods or music-systems not even tape recorder.

I will answer this question even.

Everywhere in this world you can find music. Every single thing is an musical instrument. You know what even rotation of earth produces some music or sound which is 58 octaves lesser than what you find in one Keyboard. Just imagine!. This shows perhaps he might have played drums on some arbitarary surface to make him get entertained .

So one of the important reasons for making man a social being is Music or sound whatever you call.

Now question arises how my mind could get the answer for such a high profile question. Isn’t it??

I will answer this even. I was singing in the bathroom.

thank you.

< pls dont hit me with stones for this idea… lolz >

Sept 11th 2009, first day since my birth the society saw that thing of me which they have never seen. I was feeling it delicate.Felt as if everyone were making fun of me. Heart beats were at its peak. Salts secreted everywhere over my epidermis. But no other way to opt for. . I was in formals. . Perfectly ironed shirt and pant. Polished shoe which obeys LAWS OF REFLECTION. Eagerly dressed to get placed in Indian army.

It was announced that the session will start at 11 am. As it was Indian army it started late. I was waiting with whole lot of patience for nearly one and half hours with half sleep last night.

By god’s grace the session started at about 12.30 am with the speech of 3 officers. Tears as rivers were flowing from  my eyes. No other go,  i should listen to them also. . The session was over and we were asked to return back by 2 pm for group discussion.

Then came time for one of the foremost needs of human. “LUNCH”. It was raining hard even. But my hunger didnt show me any alternative way. My shoes showed disrespect for laws of reflection. . Some how i reached my mess. By the time I came back for having lunch in the mess chappatis became Papads. No other go i had to swallow them even. .

Time was 2 pm. I reached the place puntually and ironically to get placed in Indian army. There were many Final year students. So i had to wait for almost 3 hours for my chance to come. And yeah, finally my chance came. I was accompined by 9 students. We were called inside. I was feeling heaven that time. He gave us the topic for group discussion “should VIP’s be checked in airport<refering to the case which happened to former president A.P.J Abdul kalam>”.

So i opened my mouth to start . But heard a different voice. Surprisingly it was not that of mine. Yes, one of the members of my clan started it. .

So thought i will talk after he finishes. But suddenly i heard another voice. . And it went on like that. I kept on seeing everybody eagerly waiting for my chance to come. Finally everybody were silent. Thought i got the chance.

Sadly, 10 mins given for our group was over. I had to return without even getting a chance to speak. . My “enemy” clans cheated me. . All my patience went in vein. Sad ending for a bright start.