Knot The End

All so new; as it was all so perfect; as it was all so wild; as it was all so fragile; as it was all so tested; and as it all ended.

He finds himself in no man's land. A silk thread to keep him company. Fine, long, precious, priceless, knotted! Walking through time, marked by a weak gait, head hung; he knows what it means to be blind, deaf and dumb all at the same time. This damnation, feels like his reality. Time was presented to him; to contemplate, to introspect. How did his world change? Once a Duke, now a prisoner. Food turned to ash in his mouth, tears turned corrosive and time stood still as his duchess moved on. He was a cursed man.

His memories turned stronger. He refused to let them go. He wishes she could her his silent sighs; across worlds, through all the history, through all the time. Every knot, a gun shot through his heart; and every length, a balm to his wounds. Such perdition be in his fate, an eternal loop, a fate he brought upon himself. Yet, the silk string be his life, his breath, his soul, his existence, his purpose, his teacher, his comforter.

He learned, to love is to love is to love. To love is to trust. To love is not to conquer but to liberate. To love is to harbor, not to infiltrate. To love is to listen and not to talk. To love is to cry from your gut not your eyes.

He falls to his knees,
a battle-cry to the angels to set him free.
His valor, no more his strength,
his reckoning at arm's length.
All this time given to mend,
his breath fails as the lights leave his eyes.
One last gun shot trough his heart,
he sets the thread by a little plant.
He lays low and dies wise,
he was not meant to knot the end.

Abstract in abstract

Scripturient me; by circumstance. I'd rather talk; I'd rather not want to have to talk; but here goes...

Test or tragedy, I wonder. Either way, I needed to vent. I was never a guy to live in the past. I've surprised myself by so not being like that anymore. Guess I should have seen it coming. Found my self happy when times were happy and now, lost when times are tough. Let myself be vulnerable; and now, walking a tight rope. Quickly one realizes, in times like this, one's emotional intelligence is put through the wringer and one's mettle tested.

If there has been one constant in my life, it's Ragina. I cannot express how much this silly, dusty, old comfort blanky means to me. Tending to a wounded heart, fortifying a uni-directional brain, training a simple mind; a balancing act I find myself in.

Right now, is a battle for my life; play it wise and I lose everyone, play is easy and I lose myself.

Forgive me, Tess. Forgive me, Mom. Forgive me, Dad ! I've made mistakes. I love you all !

Twilight of The Joint Commission

There was  time when there was a group of comrades who bestowed upon them selves a sense of power because of their almighty power to do bakchodi. They took upon social apps and sites and lay their servers to ruins. Flaunting victory and fueled only by smoking the ash from the fires of these servers, they were feared. They were known by many names. Riding on the backs of conviction and vindication, they spoke true and nothing but. As the sands of time ran through the venturies of the cunts they mocked, their presence began to wither. Servers ran better; and their sys-admins, happier. Universe moans in their silence. One wonders, why the whimper? One wonders, one wonders.

Squared Circle

He said, "with only just and no bias"... One whose worth was never meant to be found... Empty at first, it got heavier; with dots who proclaim they're own... She was studied and abused and slowly the circle tended toward a square with every corner avaricious for space... It turned into an arena of diplomatic gladiators; science, money and knowledge would be their trophy but little has it been realized that it is also the ammunition...

A squared circle do we live in now... what's the effect of the effort you ask, i'd say 'nil'; we are born the same and die likewise whilst what is supposed to happen is right on it's course...

The race to square up the universe will always end in failure... From the labyrinth of possibilities we chose to study; i don't even know why... but all i can say is "we ain't doin it right homie"...

AwEsOmE-BER, 2009

órale amigos...!!!!

It's been quite a hiatus for me but i'm back. Somehow couldn't get words flowing all this while probably 'cos i was gettin my ass kicked by one bitch of a semester. The whole of 7th sem was a disaster (except for a couple of things... :P). but as the vacations commenced, it all turned around.

The last 6 days of November,2009 was just like any other holiday beginning - wake up late, skip meals etc... Little did i know that the single best month of my life was inching towards me. Yes! December,2009 was AWESOME...!!!!

Day 1 started out with it being my birthday (how 'bout that... :P). The only day of the year people remember me and call up to confirm my existence, not to mention their "happy birthday!!" line... The next would be me getting placed in CTS. That eliminated some negative contingencies of the future and made me realize that i'll be making money soon :) . As excited as i was of gettin a niche in the corporate world, the days that followed placement took that to a whole new level (i'm serious yo...!! :D).

Well, i'm goina get into detail now... :)

It started out with my friends and i wanting to break free of our quasi schedules and throw ourselves into uncertain fun. Gokarna was our destination to be and so it was; not until we travelled a minor breadth of the country. The six of us (Akio, Celia, Kacee, Muffin, Naiara and me) would make our way to gokarna and there, who would be waiting for us, was Alonso (who has a huge thing goin on with kacee). Well, i'm gettin ahead of the flow... sry... Travel, we did to halt for the night in calicut. A magical place did we stay in - victorian style ka bunglow (Naiara's aunt's property) ek-dum filmy eshtyle ba... That night was one of those days where the fun over powers any sliver of sleep. The next morning, a six hour train ride, a six hour bus ride, a ten minute rikshaw ride and a trek down a hillock later we found ourselves in the kudle beach ( \m/ ). Risky getting into details of the next hour or two (apart from our kick ass dinner); i'll leave that to your guesses.

Dinner was done and then would officially start our kick butt fiesta. I found myself lying flat on the beach gazing at the heavens, awestruck with it's beauty and eligance whilst the two couples (kacee and alonso & naiara and akio) found themselves in momentous love and bind. One thing wierd about me being on a tour is the 'moments' i spend trying to envision the fun i'd have in the forthcoming days also summed up to "tiempo de la imaginación". So I lay there having a 10 minute "tiempo de la imaginación" allowing my mind to float into the zone. The day ended with me retiring to a shack some yards away from the beach.

Next day was more of a "get used to it", "it's necessary" kinda training session where i had to redefine my threshold of patience, for the good, 'cos it was: [wait for it................] "shopping time"... The afternoon was splended as alonso and i spent time swimming in om beach for the most part, :) goin around askin ppl fr some "malezas" was also fun.

I don't want this to go like a high school essay, giving an account adhering to true time.

Fast forwarding through some rock climbing, swimming, beach volley ball and rugby, we arrive at the camp fire of the fishin century... oh! man..!!! It stared out with the seven of us which later turned into the seven indians (us) and about fifty foreigners, Guitars, drums, saxophones and didgeridoos, in essence, nirvana (not the band... geez!!!!). A surreal setting which i have only dreamt of and had never imagined that i'd live one (not kiddin).

Returning back home, I had to literally narrate every detail to mum, which i didn't mind doing. Now, That was only half the month. I resigned into my plane 'ol life after Gokarna, cos seriously, what cud beat that... I got started with doin what i always love, programming... (m so excited abt this project... achieving things i'd neva thot i cud...). Just when i thought Awesome-ber was rolling to an end, i remembered something i told Kacee some time ago. It was something about me throwing a party to have a gathering of all my friends - Ahem..!!!! :P .... The timing couldn't be better. It was a couple of days to new year and this notion started to gather momentum like crazy. My first party ever; which went better than i expected. Trans music on a Bose Cinemate, in an empty house, got everybody shakin... :)

With that, 31 days of addictive fun came to an end. Awesome-ber was done and dusted and a new decade rolled in. Would i want every month to resemble Awesome-ber? i have to go with 'no' (chill... i'l explain..). Awesome-ber was a month where i discovered my limits and my limitations. A very special time in which the amount of learning i did from all this is beyond words (I don wish to put it in words even if i cud... keep the learnin to myself... :p ) Great friends, quality time spent, i love u guys...

keep hanging folks... I gotta go hunt some grizzlies...

Ta... :)

Applied Math

Source: Futility Closet

Each term in the Fibonacci sequence is derived by adding the two preceding terms:

0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 …

Remarkably, you can use successive terms to convert miles to kilometers:

8 miles ≈ 13 kilometers
13 miles ≈ 21 kilometers

This works because the two units stand in the golden ratio (to within 0.5 percent).

peace out \m/

Perspective Test - I

My friend and I have been discussing about stuff which I shall explain in upcoming posts. In order to get a better understanding, I decided to conduct this small "survey", if you will...

I know that this is not how most of you would like to spend 600 seconds, but I would really appreciate it if you would comment on the following 3 images. I drew these in college today when I realized something that my friend had been talking about since a month (dat's hw much attention i pay in class btw...)

I ain't the best artist on the block, but I'm looking forward to the comments I may receive :D

A little heads-up, please write a considerable in for the benefit of many... :D


Adiós Amigos!