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So there was this guy and he wanted to propose to this beautiful gal. He went to the flower shop and brought some roses, next he stopped at the chocolate shop and brought some chocolates. He then wrote a letter and dropped the package at her door step. Rang the doorbell ! and ran away. She opened the door and picked his package. She  looked around as far as she could to see who it was that had rung the bell. When she couldn’t see anybody she closed the door and went inside.

The boy kept wondering if she had read the letter or what she felt ! But he could never know !

None of us want to be that boy ! do we ? Only to be left in agony and pain. 

The way out – Usher in technology !

Want an innovative way to pop the question.. “Do you love me ?”

Act cocky.. “Whose your Daddy ?”

An interesting website built by my friend let’s you do that ! Here in the link.

The fun part is the person you send the question to cannot press No ! Just register in a few easy steps.. upload a background image, customize the question and the answers and have fun.

The add-on, the website doesn’t leave you wondering if the person opened the link, which option did they try to press first etc. Once the person opens the link and tries to press Yes/No or any of the customized messages. The website stores all the info which can be viewed in your user profile.

Whether it’s your loved one, a friend, or a sibling.. you can use the website to have fun ! Go on try it out !  http://nowletmeknow.com/

Those of you who try it out,  let me know your feedback.

 

Lady, Hunter, Tiger !

“Ladyyy, Hunterrrr… Tigerrrrr!”. I woke up to the scream, realizing it was a small girl who had just climbed into the bus. Her mom was definitely not amused, her eyes swelled to twice its eyes signalling to her daughter to keep it low. A few minutes passed by in silence and my eye lids drooped. “Ladyyy, Hunterrrr.. Tigerrr” roared the little girl again jolting me out of my slumber! This time another kid had hopped into the bus. Both the kids hit it off like a bus on fire and let run a riot. Amid giggles and laughter the kids shouted and roared lady, hunter, tiger ! The bus was mostly empty and those on the bus didn’t mind the racket. Everybody had a curious look on their face trying to figure out what the two little girls were up to.

After keen observation ;), I figured it to be a new variation of rock-paper-scissors. A ladyyy was signified by crossing hands across the chest (still not able to figure out the symbolism here), a hunterrrr by shaping a pistol out of the palm while the tiger by shaping both the palms like a claw and raising them above the shoulders, in level with the ears while the face expressing a growl! The kids would scream lady, hunter, tiger and pick one of the 3 characters and depending on the choice each made the stronger of the two characters would win the round. The irony of this arrangement meant that the might beast would devour the lady in a jiffy, but against the hunter’s pistol it stood no chance. While the hunter would be overwhelmed by the lady’s charm!

The kids strangers a while ago, oblivious to the surroundings, lost in their own happy world, roared out in laughter as I stepped out of the bus. A simple ladyy, hunterrr and tigerrr was enough to strike the bond of friendship. Makes we wonder why the adults can’t get along as well ?

Friday Fictoneer – The Passage

This is my first entry for Friday Fictioneer. The objective to write a 100 word story based on a photo prompt. I was a bit confused as to which was the latest photo prompt. I hope the below photo prompt is the latest. So here goes ! Comments/Suggestions/Criticism are welcome !

Copyright – Lora Mitchell

Genre – Fiction

Word Count – 100

The Passage

Lily woke up startled, her heart palpitating, by the thud on her front door.

She tried reaching the glass of water by her bedside but at her age even a minuscule task assumed a herculean proportion.

As she lay in bed trying to calm her weary heart, she looked over the window sill.

The head lamps and tail lights of moving vehicles created the illusion of a flowing river.

As her eyes stretched over the far end of the horizon, the glow of the light dimmed, her heart stilled and she felt being drawn into a tunnel of deep stupor.

 

Link to other Friday Fictoneer’s Story click here

Diary Entry – 2

April 22,

Dear Diary,

My last entry took a lot out of me. I ended it abruptly as I couldn’t carry on writing any further. I was exhausted not by the labour of my writing, but in re-living the events as I wrote them to you. It’s intriguing to observe that the state of one’s mind takes a greater toll on the body rather than actual physically excruciating toil. What’s fascinating is that this law is bi directional. The happier one’s state of mind, the more healthier and energetic the body feels despite a hard day’s work !

Today I am writing to you on a merrier note. Continue reading Diary Entry – 2

Tangled !

Animated movies especially the ones from the Hollywood closet have been my favorite even after growing up into an adult ;)! Switching through the tv channels on a lazy sunday afternoon I stopped when my eyes caught Tangled playing. Tangled is an animated movie based on the fairy tale on Rapunzel. I enjoyed this movie based on the character of the princess with very long golden hair having magical powers. The backdrop of the story is set with the princess being kidnapped by a woman who comes to know about the princess magical healing power. As in most fairy tales the princess lives high up in a secluded tower assuming the woman to be her mother. The woman convinces Rapunzel, its best that she not leave the tower as the world is filled with evil people wanting to take advantage of her magical healing hair. On her 18th birthday Rapunzel makes a request to be allowed to go see the floating lanterns which seem to come up only on her birthday but is again refused. Here we get introduced to the handsome thief who finds his way to the tower while making his escape after stealing the royal tiara. So Rapunzel bashes him with a frying pan and then bully’s him into taking her to see the floating lanterns! Well it doesn’t exactly happens that way.. ;). Anyway from here on the movie embarks on Rapunzel’s adventure with Fiyn Ryder (the thief). Of course the movie ends with them falling in love, marrying each other and Rapunzel finding out that she is actually the lost princess!

However what I liked about the movie was it was fast paced, with several twist and turns ;), generously sprinkled humorous moments all through the movie and the adventure ride ! 😉

Here are the reasons why I like an animated movie even though I realise it isn’t meant for adults!!

Continue reading Tangled !

Lily

“Lily hurry up.. you will be left alone if you don’t hurry up”

“I don’t wanna go mom.. ” came the reply amongst muffled sob

Anita rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her forehead, “honey its gone be ok.. Saritha aunty has promised to look after Irene” .. there was a soothing tenderness that accompanies a mother’s voice. She hoped it would pacify her daughter

“What’s the delay ? I have been waiting for you in the parking lot for about half hour, the taxi is there, if we don’t move we will miss our flight”  .. said the impatient voice from the doorstep

“Samuel she is a bit upset.. let’s give her sometime she will come down” Anita was a bit worried now, she knew Samuel was short on patience, especially when it came to dealing with what he thought was an irrational concern of a 4 year old girl. “Our vacation will be ruined if she were to keep crying all along”

Reason seemed to be the last trigger.. “You get the house keys, I will get Lily”

“Samuel..” protested Anita. But he had already climbed the stairway

“No .. I don’t wanna come.. I don’t wanna come” Anita heard the wails now growing louder and louder.

“It’s gone be ok Lily.. Now stop crying and be a good girl” thundered the voice

The wailing became more resolute “Daddy please I don’t want to go..”

Continue reading Lily

Ratha Beedi

Dedicated to the feet of Lord Krishna

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“Wow Dad, it’s huge! Do I get to ride on it?” my son’s eyes lit up on seeing the chariot standing in front of Krishna Matt.

Chariot used in the processsion of Lord Shri Krishna

It was the day of Shankranthi festival, the chariot stood tall resembling the lofty peaks of the Himalaya’s. The top of the chariot was a half hemisphere, bright red and yellow coloured paper cut in long stripes were used to decorate the upper half of the chariot, two flags were attached at diametrically opposite ends. Various pictures of Lord Krishna adorned the middle part of the chariot. Lower portion of the chariot was garlanded with yellow and red marigold which shined beautifully in the bright sunlight.

Rough Map of Rathbeedi Udupi

Rathbeedi in Udupi is a circular road surrounded by temples. At the centre stands the Chandramauleshwar temple and the Ananteshwara temple, the road runs around these temple and forms an oval – circular track. The Udupi Krishna Mutt, the Raghavendra Swami Mutt, various other mutts, shops and hotels are situated along the outer circumference of the road.

It was still hours before the procession would start. Sighting Neerav as a pretext I had left the house early. I told the family, I wanted Neerav to enjoy the temple surroundings and see the chariot before the devtoees gathered.

“It’s god’s chariot, only the lord and the temple priest are allowed to ride the chariot” I said with a smile

Neerav seemed a little disappointed. “I will grow up, become a priest and ride the chariot” said my 5-year-old boy.

I smiled and took him in my arm. We could not enter the temple for another 2 days, so I took him to ‘Kanakana Kindi’ – Kanaka’s window to have a darshan of the lord.

The small grilled window at the western wall of the temple offered a sight of Lord Krishna’s idol inside the temple. The window stood as commemoration to the venerable Kannaka Dasa. Kannaka Dasa a great devotee of the Lord had been admonished from entering the temple since he belonged to the lower caste. Subsequently he was accused of stealing the Lord’s Jewel which in fact, the lord had himself presented to Kanaka Dasa. As a punishment for his crime he was flogged in front of the western wall of the temple. The great devotee while being flogged sang hymn’s asking ‘Krishna to open the door and give darshan’. At that moment the temple idol had turned around, cracking open the western wall of the temple giving darshan to Kannaka Dasa.

“Remember sincere devotion and purity is all that matters for Lord Krishna” I concluded the story with this remark.

My son smiled back at me. In the age where kids adored comic heroes and played with action figures, my son’s favourite was the dark-skinned, yellow silk dhoti wearing Krishna. He had heard a lot many stories of Krishna from his grandmother. He was mesmerised by Krishna’s magical powers and adventures. He wouldn’t eat his dinner until grandma had told him a story about Krishna, which he heard with rapt attention. I held him up to the window so that he could have a glimpse of the lord.

“Why can’t we enter the temple?” he asked quizzing. He must have heard Lalita aunt reminding us not to enter the temple while leaving the house in the morning.

Continue reading Ratha Beedi

Short Story

The beep of a new mail alert on his laptop woke him up. He straightened himself in his office chair, the motion sensor detected the movement and the lights above his  cubicle turned on as if a ghost were at play. His eyes were red and sore – burning from lack of sleep. He stretched himself in his office chair, moved his neck in circles trying to get rid of the sprain. The atmosphere was peaceful and yet  it seemed to ring with an eerie silence, his stomach churned with hunger pangs from a week long prolonged starving, his face covered with beard. His body ached all over and his mind created havoc with a zillion different thoughts running in all different direction. He felt like screaming his heart out loud to doze all the thoughts running in his head, but his lungs would burst from the effort.

He let out a frantic prayer as he turned to check his mail. ‘You are fired’. The subject line of the mail made the content redundant. Surprisingly his mind calmed down, the zillion different thought vanished, for a moment he was filled with peace. A week long ordeal of alternating between not wanting to accept the eventuality had come to an end.

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‘Thud’ the sound of a cricket ball smashing against his window pane suddenly brought him back into the world. He took a few minutes and then turned around in his  bed, the dimming sun rays meant it was dusk. The last he remembered was coming from office and hitting his bed not realizing when he had fallen asleep. He went  down to the dhaba at the corner of the road leading to his house, a first since he had moved into his house, generally he would order a pizza. Post his dinner he walked around the locality for the first time noticing things he didn’t have time for otherwise. It was surprising for he had been residing in this locality for 5 years.

Back home he switched on the tv and aimlessly switched through channels, the news channel popped up, running news at the bottom of the tv read… intelligence reports suggest the attack have been traced to….. He switched it off.

Not knowing what to do next he gazed across his room, on the far right corner was the notice board with all the important new clippings of the financial world, the forbes article, the baron top 10 picks, a poster of Warren Buffet. Below the notice board was the study desk with the laptop displaying the list of funds he managed, the American markets had just opened up, the ticker showed a downward arrow in a deep red color, MIO predicted a further downward trend.

Fortune is a flirt. A quarter earlier saw an invitation to a luncheon with the top brass of the firm and a week later a promotion and being asked to take full charge of the biggest trading fund of the firm to be run on MIO. MIO was the name given to software which Saurabh had built. Buzz had gotten around his office leading to the completion of the project, that he was building a software which had a ‘mind of its own’! Eventually on completion MIO was heralded to be one of the greatest discovery in the financial world. The software traded the market without any human input. It brought and sold everything from stock, bonds, futures and options and just about anything there was to buy and sell on its own by calculating the current trend patterns based on complex predictive algorithm. It had been so successful from the time that Saurabh had built it that the firm’s top brass thought it only fit to use it to their full advantage and crush their competitors who had to rely on mere mortal to place trades. The quarterly turnover had been phenomenal and saw a Most Valuable Employee Award being presented by the top board member. The award now sat besides the laptop. All this at just 30 years of age, anybody would have been jealous. He could not help but let a tear drop by from the corner of his eyes.

“It could have been much worse, you are still breathing” a voice ran inside his head. He had to agree with the voice.

The memory was fresh in his mind, late midnight on the fateful day he got a call, at first he couldn’t believe what he heard, it was too shocking to be true, two planes had crashed into the trade towers. The catastrophe brought with it a huge unsurmountable lose to human life, it also had its impact on the economy and the financial markets. Stocks brought by MIO plummeted to ground, the algorithm had indicated a prosperous surge in re-insurance, airline and tourism sector. 90% of the fund’s networth got invested in these sector, all of which plummeted to ground in the aftermath of 9/11.

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A week back after all the deliberation back and forth he was given 7 days time to present a plan to set things right barring which he would be asked to leave. Saurabh tried his best to explain that a plane crashing through WTC was not something he could not have foreseen or have programmed into the software but nothing cut ice with the board members when faced with loses amounting to millions of dollars. In spite of the human side to the tragedy all that bothered the board was the deep red they were facing. He came to a realization how shallow the Street was.

“On the Street all that matters is the green buck”. The thought came ringing from deep inside his sub conscious, a deep agony erupted through his heart. He had been so hooked with getting MIO ready for the launch that he had totally forgotten her birthday. He had also forgotten the promise to make it up this time for the many times he had not been able to make it up. Rita had ended up with tears in her eyes. Being stood up alone in the hotel on her birthday, she made a decision to let him go. It was only late night on checking his mail did he remember her birthday, by then it was too late

From: RitaRoy123@gmail.com
To reach you in person is impossible. Thanks for making my birthday special. Its over Saurabh, don’t try to talk to me. Don’t bother me in office either. On the Street all that matters is the green buck.

Rita was his classmate at IIT Delhi and then at IIM A and now his colleague at the firm. She headed the firm’s vigilance department meant to keep an eye on the trading activities, lest the temptation of making a quick buck made employees cut corners. Ever since he had gotten hooked to creating MIO, he had been in his own world chasing the dream of making “The Money Machine”. For months he hadn’t made a phone call to family or friends. He felt sick at the realization that he had been chasing a mirage.

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Her mobile rang, it was 2.30 in the night, she saw the name flashing and flung the mobile on the far side of the wall. On the other side he heard an abrupt end to the call. He called again only to hear the recorded message “the number you are trying to reach is switched off”.

To: RitaRoy123@gmail.com
I have lost my job, you would have heard about that at the firm by now. I am more saddened though for having lost you.
For months I have tried to apologize, what makes today different is I feel it truly from deep within my heart and soul.

Its only after losing, one knows the value of possessing
My hearts has cried in agony, while my eyes have kept dry
Not a moments time went by without you being remembered
I have loved you forever, and in your heart, you know this to be true

I am terribly sorry will you please give me another chance ?
The sky was turning bright, with the approaching dawn, the sun was all set to re capture his dominion. It was the umpteenth time he had redrafted the mail, writing and re writing, trying to find the right words which would convey, what he felt inside himself. Finally he hit the enter button

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The ring of the door bell woke him up. The watch informed it to be late in the evening, he froze on answering the door. She stood their, her eyes red and filled with tears. His heart galloped at a rapid pace, he wondered whether it was just a dream, should he apologize, should he say something ? should he ask her why she was crying ?.  He decided to keep still for what seemed to be an eternity.

“You stink” she said .

Those words weighed heavy on his heart. “I know, I am terribly sorr..”

“I meant you should have a bath, you are stinking” she cut him short and stepped into the house.

He wanted to pump his fist in the air, do a little jig, she had walked into his house.

“Pizza for dinner ?” Rita quipped

“Yes that would be good. Order while I have a bath”  he said pointing towards the phone.

The pizza arrived thirty minutes later and they sat down on the couch in the hall. He decided being silent and nibbling on his pizza was a safe bet.

“So what plans for the future? Have you tried applying some place else” she asked, wanting to start a conversation

“Oh ! Well I haven’t really thought about that, plus who is gone hire a guy who just lost a fortune for his firm ?”

“Why don’t you re write the MIO program and sell it ? It was good. What happened was certainly not because of a flaw in your program”

“Try explaining that to the board” he sighed a relief. Somebody agreed that it wasn’t his fault.

“Anyway, I couldn’t do that even if I wished too. I sold the IP and code to the firm”. For a moment he paused, his mind racing through all the effort he had spent in getting MIO up and running

“I did make a killing in the deal ! “ he let a smile

“Though I lost a more precious thing” he knew he had to bring it up sometime. He gazed in her eyes as he said it

Tears rolled down her eyes immediately, she kept the pizza in her hand back on the plate and tried to compose herself

“I am sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was just … just..” he didn’t know what to say

“I have loved you forever, and in your heart, you know this to be true.. You should become a poet you could make a killing writing poems” she said. She wiped of the tears in her eyes. Her eyes still reflected the pain, her face gave out a hint of anger, slowly the expression on her face changed. She let out a weak smile and his heart knew no bounds.

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“Its 8 I should get going. I have to be in early tommorow morning” she said.

He looked at her for a moment wishing she do stay for some more time.

“Thanks for everything” he said, for lack on anything better that he could put forth.

“Why don’t you start a value fund yourself ? Like the guy over there ?” she said pointing towards Warren Buffet’s poster on his notice board.

“I just lost millions of dollars in the market. Who would invest in my fund ?”

“I would” she said with a smile on her face
The rest they say is history .. behind every successful man there is a woman !

Letter to my friends – Nov 11, 2011

Hi Everybody ! 🙂

‘she is so lovable’… ‘I asked her to marry me’.. and she said ‘that’s so sweet but let’s be frnds !!’

before u guys raise an eyebrow… this is not me proposing a girl 😛  but Siri’s response to an iphone 4S user !! 🙂 😀
guess all of u have heard abt Siri by now.. the apple 4s software to which u can talk in human language…
i was amazed and a little spooked to be honest that a non living – non brained — u know non non being cud actually reply like how human’s did !!
and wondered if in the distant future humans wud actually be buying humanoid frnds in shops since their real frnds wud be too busy !! and whether the artifical and real wud get merged !!
 
and then.. I saw an article abt Tintin, the latest Spielberg movie and a discussion abt the uncanny valley..
The uncanny valley is a hypothesis in the field of robotics and 3D computer animation, which holds that when human replicas look and act almost, but not perfectly, like actual human beings, it causes a response of revulsion among human observers
Orginally the term was coined by robotics professor Masahiro Mori, who also said that –  as the appearance continues to become less distinguishable from a human being, the emotional response becomes positive once more and approaches human-to-human empathy levels !! completing the reverse trend of valley (V) … interesting eh ??
wat this wud mean is that human’s wud actually start associating with robots in a way they do with their real life frnds, the way they do with other humans ! and being able to communicate like humans is wat Siri seems to be providing to quiet an extent…
 
Could robots ever replace the warmth of a human frnd by their cold metal / codes and wires doesn’t seem to be plausible situation but then the article did spook me !
 
Well the weekend is coming up I hope all of us have real warm blooded frnds to hang out wit and not rely on Siri to answer the question ‘I m alone will go out with me for a cup of coffe !! 😉 😛
 
happy weekend !!!!!!! 🙂

Letters to my friends – Shifting to my new room – Nov 3, 2010

Hi Guys !!

So here i m out again writing a mail to you guys! 🙂 Many of u might be pulling out winter wears by now !! gearing up for the chilly breeze, the cold mornings.. wanting to curl up into the bed under a warm blanket and not go to office.. and some of u maybe embracing the white snow when you look out of the window !!  🙂   Bangalore today is giving me a mini gangtok ka feel.. or maybe it is just my nostalgia !!! 😛

i wanted to shoot a mail yde.. it was a long weekend, with 1st Nov, monday being a holiday.. i shifted from my pg to my friend’s room last sunday.. after having shown me the doors 9 months ago… he repented and realised his mistake and begged me to come back.. 😉 😉 being the good hearted man i am ..i agreed 😉 😛

the sad thing though i had to bid farewell to my pg cockroach friends .. almost 10’s of them 😦 they were so happy to have been roaming between my luggage bags which i had kept inside my diwaan (cot which is a cuboid box, having a opening on top.. one can keep stuff inside it).. they happily roamed abt my suitcases and laid eggs and increased their brood.. i ensured not to disturb them except once in a while, when I lifted the door of the diwan to pull out my suitcases and take out necessary stuff. The roaches didn’t seem very happy at my intrustion, at these moments, it disturbed their peace and quiet and they ran hither skither towards the fading darkness, which would get tressprassed by the day light.. finally after i had pulled out my stuff, i again replaced my suitcase back inside the diwan, apologizing to my cockroach friends for my intrusion, while being careful not to put the suitcase down on a cockroach, rest i sud have killed somebody’s family and be labelled a murderer !
i also had to bid adeiu to my chipkali(lizard) friend who had made my cupboard her home sweet home.. every so often when i opened my cupboard i saw her peeping at me for an instance and before i cud say hi she disappeared ! she loved playing hide and seek.. many times she would appear on top of cupboard, quick to dive inside as soon as she saw me !
alas i cudn’t see her on the last day and bid a final good bye 😦 but with a heavy heart i cleared my stuff from the cupboard and and closed it for the one last time !

monday was a holiday this week and a bout of stomach upset took me down 😦 tuesday started on a pretty crappy note.. got up late and as i dragged my feet around the house i saw the clock and realised i was getting late for my bus. I ran outside barely trying to fit my feet inside my shoes when due to the light drizzle i realised, i had forgotten my umbrella ! i ran inside grabbed it and dashed towards the bus stop to realise that i had left my cell phone and went back again to get it.. finally with my lungs heaving heavily when i had reached the bus stop again and waited for 15 mins wit the office bus nowhere in sight i took a long walk to local transport bus stop and climed the big red packed volvo towards the office.. inside the bus i was playing chess trying to position myself right next to a guy who i thought wud get down sooner vacating a place for me to sit down rather than later ! but i think my calculation went wrong that day, guys who climbed the bus after me had people around them vacating seats for them while i kept standing the entire 90 mins journey ! 😀 now the sweet part of the story comes in the eve, when people in the office bus told me the bus was actually a half hour late and didn’t reach the pick up point near my home in the morning on time ! poppat ! 😀

well thats how went my long weekend ! 😉
hope u guys enjoyed too!!!