Alcohol... Beware!!!

In today's rat race has crept in another race- the race for alcohol consumption. Name a drink that fancies the peer group and you are one among them. Say them it raises a stink, and you are an alien. Drinking socially or in plain, drinking is catching up among people of all groups, not to forget how even school kids are getting lured into this habit. Of all the guys i have come across, never is anyone keeping themselves away from this habit. Even the ones who had given me company staying in senses during previous occasions are now into it. And, all those who were into it already, have only intensified their campaign in roping in more into their fantasies or fancies. Well, the so called girl-friends or the girls who accompany these guys promising them of love and companionship are the most important people worth talking about.

When a girl is in her prime, that is mostly during her spinster days, she wants a perfect guy to roam around to whom she promises love and affection. But, when you take a dig into their criterion for their life partner, they wouldn't want him to be a drunkard and would say that he should've never been into this habit before. But, when they roam around in the name of love, they would want a guy who fancies talking about hangovers, drinks, smoking and many more crap. Boys! wake up and stop being mere tissue papers to such girls!!!...

Overloaded...

There's always a someone in everyone. But, how about the someone who has got a little bit of everyone in them? What is the scenario around in their thoughts and their mind? How does it  feel to be them? What does it take to be them? How many of such people do we come across in our routine life?

There are people with varied interests and hobbies and pass-times and passions and ambitions that remains close to impossible to be mapped for further reference. It remains daunting a task just similar to map each and every individual roaming at present in this vast world. Leaving that aside and getting back to the topic, where does this ability come from to a person? Maybe innate or acquired but once again out of topic. But, what happens when there's an overload of such abilities, passions, interests, hobbies or whatever? Do we even have the time to think about such vagaries in a world that spins at the same pace but works several times faster and in a world where we are losing time to even discover or keep up with such abilities, passions, interests or hobbies or whatever?... Did it make you think? Pausing? Taking a moment for yourself? Well, take it. Relax and most importantly think. So, what does it take to be overloaded with such stuffs?

I present before you the availability of a specimen to experiment, or here, ponder about with the above mentioned questions.

The storm approaches...

Born in the high seas, feeding the endless moisture and gaining strength, here she comes. The Majestic one-eyed beauty marching along with the tides, warning everything in her path, taking a sweep that could wreak havoc to all those who are working against her, here she comes along with her fury. Every other force ending up in vain, with nothing standing in line, she is to make landfall on our shores. Appreciate her for her timely delivery, Poor humans, call everything caused by nature a tragedy, disaster or calamity for they know not how much they are spoiling the planet themselves. The power she would unveil, the massive wind-burst she would bring to us- the source that tells us how angry she is over us, the heavy downpour she would bring us- the source that resembles the tears of this tiring and burdened planet, this storm that is hitting us toward the year end. The storm that has interested me out of all the storms. Reason: partly personal and partly because it has been termed as the powerful storm over the recent years and that is going to make landfall right in our city. 

The new things that i would be experiencing would be the hurricane force wind strengths reaching 140kmph and the extremely heavy rain i haven't seen for years. I would want to see myself in the exact place where the eye of the storm makes landfall and i want to be in that place all alone. This is reason enough to stay online and track the storm's movement ever since it was born. The storm rider- a tag i would give myself if i successfully track and witness it make landfall in couple of days.

The true biker...

Two guys, yes, two guys among a thronging crowd at a market street. This is a post about them. Just two guys. Both men are here to the market street. They have no connections or contacts with the place and neither of them are even acquaintances to each other. Clad in a dirty looking brown jean, with a larger frame, he parked his ride (which looked tidier than him) under the tree and was removing his gloves. While the other, was revving hard and trying to make heads turn with the noise from the free flow. He looked neatly dressed, with all bling-bling stuff hanging all over his body. In fact, he owned a premium ride that would cost our other rider a fortune to buy one. After burning almost a great deal of fuel from the gas-guzzler, he managed to park his ride after few girlie rides made their way into the market. But, he never got down from his ride and did not remove his gear. He was flaunting his accessories and trying to speak in an accent foreign to the market atmosphere. He was the centre of attraction and was the reason for drools, giggles, gossips and sometimes awe-struck passers by. Girls walking around were taking a look at this new guy in town and few even wished if they could go for a ride on the stunning beauty on which he was seated. They were literally drooling over the ride. 

On the other side of the road under the tree, the other guy was laughing to himself and at the same time couldn't resist admiring the premium ride. The premium ride, he knew every single component of it but he knew he can't afford one for now and was happy with the tourer he had in his possession.

What are you cribbing here for?...

Unmindful of what i was about to witness, i agreed to accompany this dude (who had just returned from his academic stint at the United Kingdom) for a night show movie. I did not even know what movie it was, what time it was and neither was i bothered to know about it. I just got into his car. We took a pleasant drive along the empty lanes and the finally as a group of 4 we headed to buy the tickets. I am not the one who visits cineplexes quite often. Hardly do i get attracted to normal flicks. But, if there's any flick that makes headlines, i would head for it and watch it. This time, i wanted a break. I wanted to relax. All i wanted is to get out of my house and be out for sometime. In the days that had went past, recent ones had news, online updates and articles about degrading women in movies, lyrics of movie songs and so on. I could make out that it was true due to the disturbing and irritating lyrics of a new single from a movie which was more degrading stuff for men than women. I say, not all women are bad. In fact, except for the b**ch category, every other woman deserves due respect for their tolerance levels, determination and will power which lacks seriously with men at the most demanding situations.

The secret sewers...

They are everywhere- sometimes hidden and sometimes open. They are a mixed blessing- good that they help streamline the waste; bad that they are not maintained properly. Yes, it is the sewers and the drains i am talking about. Those channels or pipelines or drainage lines that are found everywhere in this urban world. Have you ever wondered about their purpose of existence and what they actually are today? I don't blame you if you haven't given it a thought. You are all busy with so many things just like how there are so many dirt particles found running through the sewer lines. Aren't you? Take a moment for yourself and you'll know how true my previous statement is. All that matters to us is today and this moment. Be it good or bad, we do not take time to think about the future (the future here to be specific is about the next generation).

How many of us have the habit of actually noticing the state of the drains in our locality? How many of us have the habit of informing the local body about any issue(s) with these drains? Most of all, how many localities actually have a properly designed and maintained drainage system? There are many questions but the answers for which can be obtained only when we take a moment for each question sometime soon.

Just a Ploy...

Once i held my head high; once i felt sky high- now

it's no more!...

Though Life was a pain, everything was mine; with all my strife in vain,

i don't expect any gain!...

Countless moments of joy, it's all just a ploy;

whom/what did i destroy?... i know it's all just a ploy!...

with hopes of a bright sunshine, i decide to walk in line;

the shapes of changing mankind- i know it's nothing but just a ploy!...

the cradle of my young days; the witness of all my smiles;

the one that hid my tears; i shall bid adieu- to the cradle of my young days!...

with damp eyes i tell you, i never hurt you; with this kind of a cramp,

i can't afford to carry you!...

for all the things i housed, for all the things i saved,

for all the things engraved, for all the things i craved,

for all the things enslaved, for all the things.........

everything... nothing to spare- it's time to bid adieu!...

for i know it's all just a ploy!...

God save ma silent pain...!

God save ma silent pain...!
I walk in the rain, to not show ma pain...!

A new moon is not so mean,
a dew drop is often clean;
But, the few walks you take with me,
in the pre-dawn it makes me feel...!

You are the one in me,
you are ma stunning queen...!
To try hard to steal the sheen,
is too far a day to dream...!

Life is a melody indeed,
but, i strive hard to stay in need;
When you know am hard to read,
better keep off and cull the greed...!

God save ma silent pain...! - r_Phoenix...

In a world where i preach...!

"A sweet pain from within, life is all about living;

at dawn it sleeps, at dusk it peeps;

a slice of it can spell havoc, not even death can tell you how much-

it is the price of staying alone...!

A breeze from within, soothing the pain of living-

a life so hard, with a price so harsh;

no matter what, at the end of the day, i have to pay-

when the eyes go to rest, i start to detest;

for the worst sin to have brought me this far...!

Washed ashore with fate's ploy, they bid goodbye to this restless soul;

nowhere to go, nobody to see, nothing to feel, should it all stop from within?...

the voice is so sweet but it poisoned my teeth;

everything's at your feet, won't you ever retreat?...

You made it all ease but then started to tease;

calling the breeze and rolling it to freeze;

i don't find a point, please don walk in 4 peace;

this is not to happen in a world where i preach...!"

- rPhoenix...!

My green cover...

At the end of the day, with the sun resting and moon standing guard, i am here to give another post to my page. What is it about?  Should be a easy guess. Nothing complex with the topic this time. It is pretty simple and if you guessed it right, i am giving something about my green cover i.e., the amount of greenery i have given to this world. My best contribution irrespective of whatever be my daily or monthly or yearly routine. Wherever i go, i make sure i make my contribution to this wonderful planet and preserve nature. Ever since childhood, nature and its creations have kept me interested and equally involved. I am not of course talking about the tiny garden that i keep setting up within the compound. I am talking about something that can be seen through google's satellite imagery. Yes, trees. The green cover. The blanket that saves us all from the scorching sun with its shade and the suppliers of clean and fresh air to breathe and for me, a treat to watch it shed its old leaves and adore itself with lush green leaves every year. 

I live along with many other pollutants roaming on this planet but what is it that i can do to repair the damage that we do? or say, i do? How can i at least attempt at creating a break-even for this?

The Wanderer...!

"Am back here with my posts, with some really boring notes- to the mind that never wanders, to the mind that never ponders...! 

And, for the rest who want it, you better get it started- read it on and on and on, before this moment is gone...!" - de r_Phoenix...!

Who said anything about limits? Who defined those limits? What was life before defining those limits? How would you live your life without limits?!  Oh yeah! Just take a moment, err... that would be very less time. Take a day. Yes. Take a day and live without limits. Experience the fun, joy, moments and am sure you are to treasure it forever. Well, if you choose to live the rest of your life without limits, you won't treasure anything 'cos you'll not find time to treasure anything but, find time to only live your life your way. 

This post, yes, it is about how i travel without any limits. I don't see or maintain any time schedules, time tables or charts of the means of transportation i would be planning to use during any of my trip(s). All i would bother about is the first and last service of the bus or train in my route. By this, i don't get to prepare a itinerary for any of my outings.

A day of miracles...

Two consecutive weekends and i had made trips to temples i was advised to visit during this year. Now, it was a dull monday as ever. I was online checking my updates. I was recollecting the temples and the visits. I could see what i was before, during and after the visits. I wanted more. I wanted to know more about the temples and remaining temples and their significances. Other than Jupiter and saturn transitions, i came to know that Rahu and Kethu are also equal contributing factors to good or bad for a person when they transit. The rahu-kethu transition had taken place in june 2011. Now, i could put all the pieces together. This year has had Guru peyarchi, Rahu-kethu peyarchi and two eclipses and all happening from may 5 to june 6. That is when everything ran amock in my life. And, none of these transitions were in favour to me. May 7th, i celebrated her b'day in advance fearing the worst and i thank god for having given me that moment in advance.

Monday afternoon and i felt i should pack my kit and start the next morning. I had chosen the places. But, i decided to leave everything to the almighty's hands to complete the journey successfully. I had google maps, routes, temples, locations, distance, gps, network availability, transport options, travel time, and everything i needed to make my best effort at trying to make it a successful trip. By evening, as mom came home, i told here that i would leave by 2 a.m the next morning and that i had planned to visit quite few temples around kumbakonam.

Visit to Thirunallar temple...

A week after i had visited Alangudi temple, i wanted to make a visit to Thirunallar- to the Lord Shani Bhagvan shrine. This visit would be refined than the previous one as i believe in making things better with experience. This time, the experience roots to the Jupiter's transition in May 2011 and the subsequent happenings and i wanted to seek Shani bhagvan's blessings before he transits in Dec 2011.

Lord Sani Bhagvan

Thirunallar is a little far compared to the distance i'd covered the previous week. Hence, i decided to start early to reach early. Early saturday morning, i started from my house to take the bus to Nagapattinam or Velankanni so that i could directly reach the temple without break journeys.

The long pending visit...

Ah! It is the year end i was waiting very badly for to see if there's a change in my fortunes. But, all of a sudden, a visit that had been long pending and that was on my "must-do" list for the year seemed to be shaping up. It was just a thursday among the many thursdays i had seen past during the year. But, this day was special. I was in the midst of my routine when suddenly the idea of visiting the Alangudi temple popped up in my mind. I remembered the temple high priests advising  me to pay a visit to Lord Guru Bhagvan's (Jupiter) shrine at Alangudi to minimise the damage during this year according to my horoscope predictions. I tried to make plans but none shaped up all these days but this time, it just came from no where. That's it. If you had guessed it right, i was already trying to acquaint the place virtually and i read reviews, transport options, distance calculation, temple timings, the parihara pujas, the eateries, the nearby temple options, and the list goes on. If you are specific in knowing how i plan my trip, i suggest you live it than to expect me to type 'em all.

Guru Bhagvan

All plans, searches, doubts and everything cleared and everything was set for the D-day. The D-day, according to the almighty happened to be a saturday. I planned to visit Alangudi and return home. Since this being the first time that i would be travelling by bus, i decided to visit one temple at a time. It was Saturday morning and mom had performed puja that morning and i packed the prasadam as my lunch. I was waiting for the bus which eventually happened by 9a.m.

I've got visual...

"What's that? I've got visual".... Wonder what those words are doing here within  quotes and the latter having made it to be the title of this article? Let me explain. Those are the dialogues from a game- Tom Clancy's Ghost Recon: Predator. The game revolves around Sri Lanka's militants and their elimination. In the end, rescuing the president is the ultimate mission. Well, one day when i was so much involved in playing this game while on my way to Kumbakonam, there was complete darkness in the bus and the light from my PSP screen was beaming into my eyes. I was playing the game to keep myself awake as they say, one shouldn't sleep while on way to a temple. Having boarded the bus at 3a.m, i chose to play and finish off the game before i reach my destination. My team was making it through the dense fog and the forest vegetation and i heard those words "what's that? I've got visual"... It was just a militant finding something fishy on the shrubs but for me these words began to get deeper and deeper. "I've got visual"... It kept echoing from inside and in the darkness and the silence, i began to ponder over the phrase. "What's that? I've got visual.."

The inevitable Braindrain...

As the nation is becoming visibly ruled by fools and retards, the chunk of the resources, being human resources, are getting drained faster than predicted and the dreams of becoming a super power is constantly elongated with  episodes of drama unfolding due to scams and stashing away public funds or funds that were meant for public welfare. Yes, it is about India i am talking about. This is a voice echoing from one of the pockets of this nation and am sure many voices are ready to echo or are already echoing. As a youngster, belonging to the Gen-Y category, i pity the Gen-X, Gen-Y and feel sorry for the Gen-Z. Wealth has been amassed by politicians. Isn't it? Price rise has become like never before. Isn't it? Inflation has replaced Industrial growth. Isn't it? Freebies have come to the rescue of the so called BPL category and every other group other than the OC category. Isn't it? Free gold! WTF! Free mixie, Grinder, LPG connection(with refill cylinders @ subsidised price while OC category pays 600+ for each refill and is subject to 4 subsidised refills a year). Man! i can't even imagine any household that can run with 4 subsidised refills a year. Another WTF! 

Where is the money coming from for all the freebies when the politician B**ches and B**tards are still busy stashing away money in their accounts. Real estate prices have risen to heights that their index would over shadow Mt. Everest.

Curves on an Automobile...

"You gotta be a guy to admire automobiles and go crazy or mad about them..."

Well, i am not in anyway being male chauvinistic or gender biased. But, it so happens that in the 7 billion population, majority of automobile lovers are men. This fact doesn't need any statistical research finding or any other report as everyone of us know it from within that men are most attracted to automobiles than women. Some like me for instance, cannot take their eyes from any kind of automobile that we come across, be it a obsolete rickety ride to a flashy new ride in the market. This fatal attraction happens only with men and not the opposite sex. The reason can be attributed to the lineage that of the designs. The designers who happen to be men, i assume design the curves from the best women they've come across in their lives and when they sit to design and create a model for a car, they put all these wonderful and seductive curves together at appropriate places to make the ride attractive to their gender. Now, all those women who are reading this might just take a moment to check if they are confused with their orientation. Just kidding people.

The bikini ride...

Automobile companies are well-known for their line-up of their vehicles that are constantly revamped every year to stay alive in today's market. As the consumer's demands keeps getting more and more demanding, the companies need to revamp their strategies that align with the interests of the business and serving customers. With these lines, i get reminded of my management examination papers. But, that is not what this post is about. It is about a entry level performer that has made the companies and the buyers to think twice before they zero-in on their choice. The Bajaj way of thinking has always been business and customer service inter-twined. To align to this, they came out with a launch that has given us an all new segment and performer. Bajaj is known for its line-up of bikes ranging from 100cc to 220cc mills. The customer base thus spreads across all the age-groups and users who use it for daily commuting, touring, racing, stunts and you name it and there's a ride from bajaj to match it. 

The Eye-catching 'stunner'...

It was a casual morning and i was scheduled to take my dad's vehicle to the service station. The Honda service station was already filling up with rides that were about to be taken in for the routine and paid servicing jobs. As it was just 7a.m, i was not fully awake and the last night's outing on my ride still kept me half asleep and physically drained for a bright morning. Amidst all the commotion happening with the customers and the service representatives, there was this stunning ride that a man probably in his mid thirties rode with so much pride and stopped on the other side of the road. It's mill appeared puny but the design department was so eye-catchy and the tail was simply sexy. I has seen this quite few times till now but this was supposed to be an upgrade to the previous versions that had badly flopped as against Honda's reputation. 

The new eye-catching stunner here is all about the Honda Stunner CBF. The ride was so cool for a 125cc segment in India. It's closest competition would be the Yamaha's Gladiator. Nothing else stands close to even matching even the specs or the looks. By all means, this was perfectly named, The 'stunner' is really a stunning motorcycle to suit the needs of a youngster who wants to show-off to his crowd with a economical yet powerful mill in its class, sporty looks, the high-raise tail, the semi-fairing for touring, the underbody cowl to add more aggression, the uber-kewl headlamps and the tail lamp that sports a SBK styling and to add on, it has split seats to increase its appeal. The tank graphics are neatly placed with the Honda logo on the fairing.

LOVE...

Love. The most special feeling of all. The love bug, has bit almost everyone in this world. How true is he/she in love? How sincere is he/she in love? How special is his/her love? How much does it actually matter to him/her to be with his love forever and ever in his life? Love- the joy that fades all material desires and the one and only feeling that takes a person to achieve the peaks of human life's purpose. To love without expectations, to live without preconceived notions is probably the most blessed life. There can be no life without love. In every single action we commit, there is love. Even if you hate a person so much, you love hating them. You live in a sphere surrounded by love everywhere. Even if you believe love is fake, blind, meaningless, or whatever, you still are in love with your beliefs. That is why you are so assured that you don't believe in love.

Love is not just the state of sharing pleasantries with each other, living cosy with your special one in a luxury apartment, leading a blissful hassle-free high-money life. Love has no boundaries. It sees no barriers. Love is the feeling that is holding everything in place more than gravity. It is this love that has seen many disasters averted.

Last words in thin air..........

Walking through the dark nights, there lived a young man. Haunting his mind was many a mystery.
As days went past, his perceptions ruled him- taking him no where from the dark.
The darker & darker his life, the stranger & stranger became his strife.
Fears drowned him. Suspicion bowled him.


As a lonely soul he marches every night, while the world takes its blessed nap, he is cursed to walk the nights.
In a rich kid's dream, he is filled with some sheen. But with a heart filled with rage, he is just a helpless child.


While they call him bizarre, he treats them with care.
The questions he has have no numbers to line. The wants of his life were not meant to happen.
When he used to think of how things had happened, it used to rain with no hopes of stopping.
He calls them the clouds that brought him this rain. He dreams of some hope that may jus pop-up some time.
He bleaches them clean for that was his purpose; He preaches with grief & that shows his success.


Sometimes the pain takes on his shoulders; moving the boulders makes him grow weaker.
With a fake smile mastered, he hides his despair; As this world fails to caress,
he engraves his LAST WORDS IN THIN AIR............

Written for myself, to provide relief when i feel the 'pain' physically and mentally... ;-)

Life...

Life is not easy!!! life is not easy!!!.... Go on fools. Keep yelling that and it is not my life that is about to become difficult. It is your very own life that has and is and will be difficult. You have been brought up or have lived through your life with that very thought as your staunch belief. Your yelling cannot change my life or influence my course of action at anytime. You can never change from it unless you decide to do so. Keep thinking about it and worrying about your future and you are just failing to "live" your "life". You are taking out the "life" out of your precious life.

Where is that smile on your face? What are those wrinkles doing on your face? Where is the twinkle in your eyes? When will you learn to live your life? The smile is gone because you are in fear and feel insecure about your so called life that is not easy. The wrinkles that should have come on your forehead as a sign of wisdom is found all over your face except on your forehead because you lack wisdom and instead you are subject to your fears. The twinkle that is supposed to be attracting people towards you is a twinkle that is from the strained eyes that were subject to a rain of tears last night due to your fears and the meaningless belief that life is not easy.

"LOVE"ly days r 4ever...! :)

Love those days, love those fears;
love those hopes, love those chores;
Most of all, i love you girl- not with any restrain...!

Every new dawn brings in a lot of joy;
Every boring dusk brings in a lot of awe;
Every single moment in praise of you;
Every single minute in search of you;
I wade through many a reverie...!

Waiting all along, wanting you for long;
Daunting it remains, haunting it became;
Love it all madly girl...!

The news of your arrival thrills;
The news of your departure kills;
The day i travelled fills;
The day i forfeited grills- for, you are the one for whom i live...!

Instances of insomnia, instances of other phobias;
Sustenance is the question, but life revolves around you;
You keep it moving girl...!

In those dark periods i need, in those lonely days i need;
In those weary moments i need- your endless love...!

When i smile thro' your eye, when you run thro' ma hair;
When the world fails to care, i feel your love- for i need it forever...!

With all pride, you strut around like the bride i want for life;
When you are mine, we would walk thro' life's long road with a majestic stride...!

- de r_Phoenix...! B-)

Specially 4 her... :)

The 'hybrid'...

Hercules Top gear- the bicycle i always dreamed of getting during my school days. By the time i could afford one, the bicycle was out of the market. Many new brands, new models, new technologies had replaced the earlier ones. So, i could not get my hands on a top gear bicycle during my school days. But, the dream of owning a geared cycle never left my mind. Whenever i walk past a bicycle showroom, i always took few minutes of my time to check the models and keep myself updated on the trends in the bicycle market.

Finally, one day(that jobless day), a casual visit to broadway(in chennai) to source spares for my bicycle, took me towards the street famous for its bicycle dealers since independence. When i was enquiring about new models, they seemed to be going too far from practical expense limits and i wondered if i should even go forward with further enquiry. At last, The man who saw me asking so many questions, walked straight to me and suggested that i go ahead taking a used bicycle rather than sourcing spares and upgrading the existing one. It was always my dream to own a bicycle with gears. Finally, after listening to the man's explanation about the delay that would result in sourcing the spares, i agreed to take a look at the bicycle he was talking about. At first, i thought it would be another piece of metal trashed with this dealer in exchange for some higher model bicycle by some school kid.

The Gardener....

Ever since childhood, or ever since we moved into our own house when i was in my 7th grade, my interest to write poems began. With inspiration from my english teachers, i began to write about nature. There was even a chance given to me to write a poem on saving nature. It was a casual assignment that my english teacher gave me to motivate me to write more. 

This blog is in fond remembrance of my english teach Mrs. Jayalakshmi who was one among the few great teachers who have fed me with fondness towards this language. Also, i thank my other english teachers Prema miss and Anuradha miss. About the interest towards gardening. How did it begin? It was a rainy day and in the property my dad purchased, there was this newly married couple who were from karnataka. Karnataka reminds me of the beautiful rose plants in almost every house i came across in Bangalore and Mysore. True to their reputation, this young couple had a beautiful garden and were even worried about the plants after they move out of this house. As a kid, i assured them that i would do my best to keep these plants safe even after they were gone and promised that they won't be harmed in anyway.

The vroom again?!...

The twin sparks ignited, the cold engine initially was idling below 1200rpm. It reached 1200rpm, a little tweak in the idling switch and with the air filter rubber removed, the roar was audible enough to turn heads. The beast was ready for a ride. She was shiny and the midnight black shade was so attractive. It was ready for the first gear shift. As she revved to 4k rpm, the next gear shift came and this time she revved till 8k rpm, the third gear cruising speed was soon  attained, it was already too fast for the narrow lanes. The fourth gear was great to feel the power of the beast. It felt like a long lost dream being lived upon again, a craving that had developed of late. The feel of the 220cc mill felt great, moving faster and faster flicking the throttle to its limits. It was Ayudha Puja at office. The phone kept ringing and messages kept flooding the inbox. As usual, the punctuality was forgotten for the sake of living the vroom of the fastest Indian. This time, the bike ride was so good, it felt that few more minutes wouldn't do any harm to the puja or the day's schedule. The throttle had so much to be revved still but the roads were way too narrow to push the ride to its limits. Dressed in formals, strange to notice the absence of a helmet, just the wind hitting the chest and the lungs suddenly gasping for breath, truly, motorsports is such a wonderful sport to live.

An old man lost at Tirumala...

It was 10p.m when i came out of the temple premises after a good darshan. It was also my 10th visit to tirumala in less than four months. Everything that was bothering me in my mind was taking a break for sometime and i was feeling so refreshed and relaxed. The cool breeze sweeping the hills was making me shiver a little but i still had to walk few hundred metres to reach my luggage counter. I was blessed to have gotten darshan the same day and felt sorry for those who were literally driven away from the counters by the police and the volunteers. With the prasadham carefully placed in my hands, i was trying to make my way out of the crowd and find a place to have dinner. That would be my first meal for the day as i make it a point i don't eat a meal till i seek darshan from Lord Venky. Although i have fruits or snacks occasionally, this time i was feeling very hungry than usual. But, the very thought that i am being invited by the Lord himself so many times whilst everyone i knew had abandoned/deserted/ignored/ looked upon during this year so far. The very feeling which i wanted to keep off from felt like coming back. I decided to go near the temple once again to feel closer to god to get rid of such thoughts creeping further.

The rPhoenix's altar is on air...! Finally... ;)

After having decided not to write for the rest of my life, today i am back with the virtual version of penning down thoughts- thus giving to the world the rPhoenix's altar- an exclusive space that will be the datahouse of my thoughts. I am used to scribbling in my personal diary or composing poems in any piece of paper i hold for that moment. But, Blogging- i don't understand the term fully. Yet, the purpose remains the same in either case. So, this space shall be filled with many such scribblings or compositions from now on. Even before i created this page, i had a handful of topics to write about.

Strictly, the topics may or may not interest many or few which is absolutely not the least of my concern as the purpose of me blogging is entirely different.

With that said and understood well, and probably even nailed on the readers' heads, i wish everyone aboard a great time reading my posts. Always open to comments/suggestions. For what i am today, it is the open acceptance of such comments/suggestions*.

*terms & conditions that apply to that star: only from "eligible" and "valuable" resources and not from anyone and everyone who can read or write english. Yeah! They call it "Attitude" and that's plenty here. :-P