கடவுளுக்கு காய்ச்சல் அடிக்கிறது!....

தமிழ் புத்தாண்டு தினத்தில்  கோவில்
நீண்ட வரிசையில், காத்திருந்த போது
துளிர்த் சிந்தனைதைத் துளிகள்!..

நேற்று ஆள் அரவம் இல்லாத கோவிலில் இன்று கூட்டம்!
சாமியை காண இன்று மட்டும் எல்லோருக்கும் என்ன அவசரம்!
பாவத்தின் சுமை எல்லாருக்கும் நிரம்பி வழிகிறதோ!..
அல்லது சுண்டலுக்கும், பொங்கலுக்கும் சேர்ந்த கூட்டமா!
தன் வருங்கால வாழ்கை துணையை தேட வந்த கூட்டமா?

பக்தியும் முக்தியும் அழகான பெண்களின் மீது கொண்ட
பார்வையில் கரைகிறது!
நம் கடமையும் , பாவமும் உண்டியல் காசில் நிறைகிறது!

அச்சோ!...
ஒரு வேளை கடவுளுக்கு உடம்பு சரி இல்லையோ!
அதனால் தான் இத்தனை பேர் நலம் விசாரிக்க வருகிறார்களோ!
நடை திறந்ததும் முண்டி அடிக்கும் கூட்டம் நடை
மூடியதும் இருந்த சுவடில்லாமல் காணாமல் போகிறது!
தன் பாவங்களை புத்துணர்ச்சி உடன் தொடர...,

500 ரூபாய் special தரிசனம் பார்த்தவனக்கு  அதிக
பாவச் சலுகை போலும்!
கோவில் வாசல்களில் 6 மாசத்திற்கு பாவச்
சந்தா 1000 ரூபாய் என அறிவிப்பு பலகை            வைக்கும்  நாள் ரொம்ப தூரம் இல்லை!                                                                                                                                        

ஒரு பாவத்திற்கு கோரும் மன்னிப்பு                                                                                                            இன்னொரு பாவத்தின்தொடக்கம் ஆகிறது!..

-இப்படிக்கு 130 கோடி இந்திய பாவிகளில் ஒருவன்!.... :)

Confessions on Confession Pages!

Like, share, photo uploads, tags, farmville, chatting, My reactions..,completely wore out by all of these facebook jargons, I took a decision not to frequent facebook often, and on that very auspicious night, I took this gratifying resolution, and when I was about to log off, one of my friend pinged, asking me to have a look on a page. Little did I know then, that I'm in for a different form of addiction! Just one visit to that page, made me to forget my new resolution, and once again, my affinity towards fb grew stronger!

Skimming through that page, I'm instantly fascinated by it's concept.,that little spark of an idea. I learned yet another facebook jargon. They called it  'confession page'..! You can make your confession public, ofcourse with complete anonymity. As the page, attractively tempts you to confess, with it's tagline, 'You're identity is completely taken care of'. :)

Every thing,which goes viral in a not so healthy way, must have been started initially with good intentions. What should have been created as a means of whistle blowing, the deviations in the organization, in a healthy way, soon turned out to be a portal for publicizing and popularizing one's confessions.

To me, it's hypothetical to answer if it is for good or bad. It wafted a new trend, a new useless, but entertaining way of killing up the time. By analyzing hundreds, of confessions made, I'm happy to know I'm not left alone in the personal tussle, the stride of finding oneself. People are more concerned about their personal problems more than job. Most of us scared of speaking up with open heart. There is always a chamber of the heart that is locked up in the deepest crevices of our conscience, and we never easily excavate it and express to anyone. What I consider, as an remarkable achievement of pages like this, is that it makes people revisit this locked layer, hidden and not cared about for a long time, understanding it, coming up with a clear idea, of their problems, and making it public as their confession. :)

Human behavior is perhaps very strange. It exhibits truth and innocence, with anonymity, and camouflage itself with lies, selfishness, exhibiting a different personality, completely devoid of any minor trace of their true inner self. How pathetic, we've become. We need a third person to evoke our inner self, and we dare to speak it out, to express ourselves only with fake identity. Speaking on par with one's heart, makes you an alien, and we've framed out a unwritten law, to treat such people, who speak up the bitter truth, in the face,  with caution. We think they're dangerous. But we dont realize that we're more dangerous and explosive, hiding every bad ugly truth, frustration, guiltiness, hatred within ourselves, ready to explode, anytime, and we're as vulnerable as a balloon that'll burst, with a prick of a needle.

Out of the many astounding confessions, rendered straight from their hearts, is related to love, and other variations of love. People even dare to express the socially unaccepted form of love, or unethical ways of love. At times, this page resembles, the 8.30 TV reality show, that makes entertainment by discussing one's personal problems.(Hope most of you, must have seen it :) ). It inculcates a sense of likeliness for peeping into other people'e problems, and making entertainment out of it. There is a perfect word for describing this, strange likeliness, but I'm refraining from using that word. :)

I realize this strange likeliness proliferated virally, in that page. We started yearning for entertainment out of everywhere. At times, we even don't hesitate to make ourselves an object of entertainment. Some of the confessions, are well written, true to the confessor's heart, that everyone feel to praise him. You don't need to write such things with anonymity. Some are like a case study, as shocking, as raw like the one they discuss in TV reality show. These ones, would be subjected to thorough analysis, mocking, teasing, and teasing in a best possible, professionally euphemistic way. :)

Like a sinner confessing in church, we bring out the voice of our guilty, to the fore, making it public. Actually, we're not confessing it to the readers. Technically, we're confessing to the admin of that page. He is the one, who moderates and publishes it. :)

Seeing other's confessions,we're is happy to know, that we're not left alone in our stride..We're not the only one guilty of our deeds. We're not alone, in search of a place like a garbage dump to shed out our ugly self, and wear out a new mask. We're not the only pathetic creature on this earth, and it is only this assurance, that one is not alone in their sufferings and stride that gives us hope and confidence.

When you're dumped by your girl friend, visit this page, and you'll know you're just one of the long list of poor guys getting dumped. If you're cheated, betrayed by the one you love, this page caws out, that you're not the first one to be cheated in this world. :)

Having it's equal share of merits and demerits, this  emerging trend can be a 2 sided knife. While it is healthy, to encourage one to bring out their true inner turmoil, it also, at times, makes oneself, coward of expressing themselves with their true identity. Confessions, should be made only for something, that looks ugly, scary, the truth that exposes your grey shade, but not to real, true findings of your heart.

If you wanna vent your anger, burn your inner turmoil, express frustration, exhibit your hope, lay it out  as a status, rather than a confession. This page, holds the danger of making one, fearing to express oneself.

Freedom of expression is laid out in our constitution, 65 years ago, and we're enjoying it's true bliss only in the age of digital socialization. Now, we're not in dread of criticizing the government, or the politicians. Not about the company, we work, but we panic for criticizing ourselves, to even analyze our true face, and express it out, without any redemption. And this page, acts as a minor tool, for achieving it.

I wish that we put no more confessions, and express with our true identity. Be bold to accept your imperfections. No one is perfect here, and no one here is qualified to mock at you.. :)

If the saying, Collective confessions, reflect the nature of the society, is true, then I think the society is in a very bad state. :)

Now that you're Rich, Let's marry!....

A  Girl, or a guy can be compared to a Diamond, or a Cocaine! These are the only products, whose Market value, is multiple times more than it's production cost. It's ironical, and funny to realize how badly, we're don't realize the Original value of a product. This post is intended to be a spoof on how the marriage business goes on! It's a hard hitting truth, and I'm putting down my personal thoughts. Please don't expect any sugar-coating! ;)

Just as how we would wash an old silk saree, for a function, or just like white washing your home for a function, when you turn 25, you'll be subjected to a 'make-over'. And this 'make-over' is enforced on to you by your parents and the so called 'relatives',  just for the sole purpose of promoting your market value! When you're just born, you are a baby.!  When you turn 14, you're a boy!  When you turn 25, your parents, no longer value you as a human being!  you become a product! :) A product, your parents have been raising for the past 25 years, to sell out at the Marriage Market!  This more or less applies to girls too.

At a time, when things seem to go smoothly, suddenly you'll be subjected to pressure to apply a home loan, and to secure a better career, and getting advices from various ends, from the unseen faces of your family.. you're a doll, being given final touches, to sell out at the maximum price! :) Guys, if you've already experiencing it, Welcome to the Marriage Market! :)

What has been a simple ceremony, to be held with relatives and family mates, has now became a agreement like Memorandum of Understanding(MoU), between 2 corporate Giants viz.,The Guy's family, and the Girl's family!.. And Just as how the corporate always have trouble keeping up the promise made to the Government of providing a certain percentage of employment, for availing the tax benefits, the Marriage corporates, always have a million false promises! :)

Now, lets see the similarity between Cocaine and a Guy/Girl on the verge of getting married! Cocaine, is extracted from Coco leaves in South American Forests. You can get 1000 grams of raw cocaine, from indigenous people, for a paltry 100 dollars. When these raw coco--leaves are processed, grinded and transported out of the forest, it's value increases in multitude, and it costs around 100 dollars for 10 grams.!  When it's  shipped illegally to other countries,  it's price is expotentially increased, and you get 1 gram cocaine for 1000 dollars! and If you wanna get Cociane, originated from South Africa from a illegal , local vendor in chennai, it costs you 3000 dollars for a Gram!.. :roll:  (CoCaine related Info Source: Fredrick Forsyth's Cobra ) Even this is the case with Diamond.  The guys and the girls in the verge of getting married, is like the Cocaine you get in cHENNAI. They're  very expensive.

India is a country of paradoxes, where we quote false market value of every useless stuffs. If you think, you earn a five figure salary, owning a house, brought a car in installment, and rating yourself as a high rated product, looking for a high profile American settled Groom/Bride, please do remind yourself that you are a  worthless stuff with a high market value. :)  You're no better than a Guy or girl with school level education.  Always  consider yourself a product and try to sell out at the best possible rate in your career or business. But never do that in case of finding out your Life Partner.

We're responsible for making Gold aS A valuable Commodity. It's only because India's exceeding demand of Gold, it's price have been raised. We've created a false market value. Similarly, we've created false market value for marriage!

Marriage is a major flow of investment. If i say, marriage is made in heaven and it's meant for finding a pure soulmate, people would call me mad. Marriage is a means of spending what you have in excess and  earning what you dont have, is the new age definition.

I'm praying sincerely, that I dont wanna be sold out as a under-rated product in marriage, nor buy an over rated product! :)

Love has no 'analysis' phase!..,

No matter whom you love.., she can be your college pal. She can be your colleague. she can be the  girl next door.. she can be the girl you use  travel regularly with. Your love story with a girl never happily and assuringly ends up in she, becoming your life partner.  You do have to face the most annoying, 'analysis' phase before you step into marriage.

Love varies with gender. For nerds and geeks, Love can be defined as the filter to drain out their excess hormonal secretions. There are other hoard of guys, who do have big plans in their life. Their dreams will always fly high with IIM, IIT books. Ofcourse, they just don't stop with dreaming. Their dawns start up with their dream, followed by the day filled with action to achieve those difficult dreams.. Their dusks ends up with planning for the next day..These species of guys, never value Love, or never yearn for love. But even these guys, need love for the same reason as nerds and geeks. Ofcourse, this shouldn't be called 'Love'. But the so called, passionate, emotional, blind, long lasting love, is been missing in this society for a long time and the etymology for the word is been altered.

There is  third category of guys. They're so called 'normal' guys who stick up to their survival, and regularly gets grinded between their job and life. For many 'normal' guys like me, the day never starts with long term dreams, unlike overachievers. It starts off with the frustration induced fear of continuing the previous day's hectic task. With no time to even mixup hot and cold water proportionately for bath, no time to brush up the news paper, with no time to fill the tummy with mom's dosa, no time to reply to  friend's message.

These guys yearn for time to feel the love. They badly need a girl to share their feelings, out cry , frustration. For these normal guys, Love means an eternal gateway to escape from the gory hands of hectic life. They value a relationship. They value the time they spend with their girl-friend or 'to-be-girlfriend'.

So, whatever the above said type of guy you're, you cant escape from the analysis phase with a girl. In biblical context, the traits obtained from the first girl on earth, eve, or as per science, the XX chromosome leave girls with a natural tendency to be more intuitive than guys, and they always have the unbridled urge to analyse a guy. You will be subjected to a complete psycho analysis before you get commited to them. A lot of test cases will be prepared with the sole intention of finding fault with you, and the relationship moves on to the next stage, only when you get through all those tests. (This wont happen always with all the girls. Remember.. There are exceptions in everything. I'm not generalising.. :) )

These tests goes well with the former 2 categories of guys. And the third category, are the ones, who get the fatal blow, and frustration when they undergo this analysis phase. There is a justification for their irritation too. They feel, whats the necessity of them being tested, when they just dont care about the real intention of a girl.

The obvious, and the most heard reasons, one can expect from a girl for this allegation is that girls needs to be secure. They're most vulnerable. They always look for security..assurance blah blah.. The third category guys feel that, girls always want evrything to be everlasting. They need their life to be secure. Most of the 3rd category guys who are on the verge of realizing the true philosophy of life, find this mentality of girls irritating. Alas! Either 2 things happen. The guy hate the girl, or the girl get away from the guy. Just as how a DHCP assigns a dynamic IP address for every new connection , the relationships sprout out every monday and ends  Every weekend.(I'm not saying this is commonly happening. I'm just telling this is also happening, and sooner it may happen commonly too, given the present scenario)

There do exist  girls, very much like the 3rd category guys. Without developing test cases.. without analysing them. They don't have a slight trace of ego. One is lucky to find such girl. :)

This is the society where the hard hitting truths are always never given a hearty welcome.! :(  We live with the truth, but never accept it. We prefer the truth to be given a euphemistic term!

So, aren't the girls subjected to analysis phase? Yes. They're tested and They're filtered by the guys too. But guys select a girl based on different constraint.  But only the first and second category guys will do this.

The Pure hearts,  always lies with the 3rd category guys.  :)

It's because of these good hearts, Love still haven't lost it's freshness, and girls get a good Soul mate, escaping from the traps laid out by 1st category guys.

Will continue on it soon.

P.S.: The distance between my thoughts and my writing is very narrow, and I straightaway transmute my thoughts through key board. After all Blog gives me the bliss of expressing my thoughts. :)

Veronica Decides To Die!...

I like to Share a glimpse of a novel that inspired me to the core. One of the best gift of a writer, or an artist, is to convey what he/she thought of saying effectively! Having said that, GOD must be the most pathetic writer. He never clearly understands what  he wants to  convey, and at last has written a confused, unfinished book, which has billions of characters.! And I'm one of those characters. To nab a murderer, you've to think as a killer. Those who are in an endless search of GOD, has to think as GOD! Nothing can get as complex and confused than to think as GOD! :)

  Paulo Cohelo, the best selling writer of all times, have always tried to figure out the enigma behind GOD! Thats why his works are always a shocking revelation, of Life and the society. Cohelo, deftly handles a confused plot with ease and leave  an ever lasting 'midas' touch to it. Right from his 'Alchemist', to 'The winner stands alone', he proved his mettle, and there is no way, of imitating him!

    Those who haven't read any of cohelo's books, and those who don't used to his style of writing, would find the plots of his stories nothing less than a psychotic work!.:). Having read the 'Alchemist', and on the way of unraveling his latest, 'The winner stands alone', I've read the synopsis of his other book, which made me mad to read it. 

  "Veronica decides to Die", is a master piece from the master enthraller, released in 1998, the book created the usual ripples , just like all the cohelho's books. Nearly 8 films have made based on the novel, and 20 movies have made inspired by the novel,. If you guess if it's a harry potter type or the Lord of the rings type novel, you'll regret badly!..

Lets unravel the plot! The Story is all about a 24 year old Veronica, our protagonist. She is very beautiful and she just cant help praising herself looking at the mirror. She always never thought of a boy friend, as  the idea that no guy on this earth would match her stunning beauty crept  deep into her conscience. She has everything, that the whole of the universe is dying to seize, right from wealth, health to intelligence! As the saying goes, too much of anything is bad, Veronica, having fed up with everything in Life, had nothing more than boredom, left for her. Her mornings would start from a bed coffee in a gold cup, and nights end up with a sumptuous fruit salad. She has no goals, no responsibilities! Her parents, insisted her to marry someone and settle! At last, she got up with a sparking idea, to end up all these anomalies. She decides To Die!..

She emptied the bottle full of sleeping pills, and closed her eyes , in the hope of finding some meaning to the so called 'Life'! GOD is not too kind to her, as she woke up in a mental asylum! The story shifts path, and elevates to a new journey into the darkness! cohelo describes the inner darkness of the  mind with aplomb. The story revolves around the hospital, with the mentally sick people, and the doctors. Veronica finds out what she's been yearning in the outside world. She finds friendship and Love. At last, she gains the momentum of living. She started to appreciate the same old boring world, with a new eye! The book's one line goes as , " Collection of madness is sanity".

People who showcase their inner mind set, are tagged as mentally disturbed, psychos and dragged from the society. We , the fine, sane, people, are just having all the emotions hidden, deep into our souls, but we manage to suppress it!

I haven't read the book yet. I just read the synopsis, and i'm developing the plot so much! Thats the kind of bonding I have with Cohelo! I understood his style of writing to the core, and he always inspires me!

Sometimes, we always want to fill the voids of our life, with something. Like Love, Smoke, Drinks. I just fill the voids with writing! Having not posted a blog for a long time, I was thinking what to post, and arrived at no idea. Cohelo inspired me yet again. and This post brewed up in 10 minutes!..

P.S. : Collection of madness is called Sanity :) :)

A Love Letter in Advance! to be read by whoever destined to be a part of my destiny!..

I'm writing this to whomsover destined to be a part of my destiny! It's a Love letter I'm writing in advance for my future Lover!

Hi, Miss.A...Z,

I dont know whats your name is, but I'm sure, it'll be one among the 26 alphabets.!     I'm also sure you'll probably be one among the 50 crore, young xx chromosomes of the Indian subcontinent.!  First of all let me Congratulate you for,  managing to get my attention, and for making to the final rounds of selection  in my heart!. :)

It's been nearly a long time, since my gaze fell on you, and some external force gave me courage to talk to you for the first time. I'm not sure, if it's destined or it's an accident that our tastes, and views matched. I consider, you very special, since you're as rare as a shooting star. I was believing that I'm the strangest creature on earth, with an unique mindset, and the probability of finding someone similar was very less. I never believed, there are indeed Girls existed with my mindset. All these beliefs vanished, the moment you intruded into my sight and Life.!

Life always likes to play spoilsport, in my chances of meeting like minded people. Luck is a word, excluded from my Dictionary.! It is a miracle, that I happened to meet you.! It's a indeed a miracle, that I happened to talk to you.! It's a miracle, that destiny brought us chances to be together.! It's a miracle, that we happened to know each other! It's a miracle, that we found, we are like minded.! I'm writing this in pure faith that you wont reject me! Because if destiny, makes you to reject me, why it done so much things to bring us together in the first place.?  :)

In my opinion, one of the pathetic ways of proposing to a girl is uttering, those, traditional, boring "I Love You!". I dont think there is any other better way of proposing, than to silently look into your eyes, and not uttering anything. First, when I thought of proposing you, sometime back. Some undescribable fear prevented me! Your eyes, flashed before my thoughts, and the urge to propose to you, has crept deep into me. The thought of your eyes gave me courage to even write this.

It is a hypothetical question, to ask, if I love you for your beauty, or for your heart. Just as how truth and GOD are inseperable, just as how corruption and Congress are inseperable, the void left by your beauty in me is filled by your heart!   The void left by your Heart in me, is filled by your eyes!

What makes you so special is that you have your own dreams. You have your vision... You have your own ideals. ..You have your own philosophy.! You have the guts and courage to listen to the needs of your heart and to pursue your goals.  That is something, very much similar to me. You reflect my thoughts. You reflect my passion. You're always not satisfied with your achievements. You dont settle for a normal job, and a secure , guaranteed life. You have the Guts to leave behind what you have and pursue your dream. That is something very special. That made you to strike a chord with my heart! :)

If you agree to share your destiny with me, our forthcoming journeys will be interesting. It'll be a mutual sharing of dreams, that makes our urge to pursue it, even more powerful. There is a traditional social stigma, that Love and Possessiveness go hand in hand. That's ultimately false.

If I truly love you, I shouldn't be possessive of you. I dont expect stupid sentiments, regular good morning wishes, frequent phone calls updating your daily agenda. I'm okay even if you utter only a single word in a whole day. But let that single word, come deep from your heart. Pure Heart never have any expectation. Having said, you're a person of my nature, I'm sure you too wont expect any stupid formalities from me!    :) ;)

I'm happy for experiencing the so-called Love. We now have 4 eyes to visualize our dream. 2 Hearts to pump blood. 2 different dreams to make our Life more beautiful. :)

I'm writing this in hope of finding you someday!

A Post tagged baby, god, life..,(Not able to arrive at a perfect title..)

This post, is a short story, of a Baby. A living being, to be precise. This creature, landed on this earth one fine day, inheriting the qualities of it's ancestors, bestowed with the blessings of GOD. As they say, every baby is GOD's way of saying, 'I'm not completely pissed off with Humans'.

This baby is exhibiting purest form of innocence and happiness. It seems to have lots of hope on this earth, on it's creator, and on it's fellow human beings. It wanders in the infinite space. It has no idea, though, that these are mere fault promises, and the people it trusts, wont live up to it, and the infinite space, it's wandering now, would soon shrink to a crooked narrow lane,centered towards a little cubicle of selfishness. It has no idea, that it's landing on this earth, is just the end result of a long process of infinite search. A search of the Universe, the constellations, the Nature itself to evolve. No just born baby, or ex just born babies, like us, realize that, we're all the emerging winners to land up on this earth. We've already fought a good fight, competing with millions of others, to materialize as a living being. When, we're born, we've already the winners. :)

Unfortunately, we embark on an endless search of things. This baby is now 15 years old, and it already lost it's charm and innocence. It's infinite space, is shrunk to a great extent, and it's gradually centering towards, it's own self, it's family, it's society. Now, it's given the first fault promise by the society. To score well, and land up in a good college. The Boy, has no idea, that this is just the start of the endless array of fake promises this society holds. :)

This baby is compromised to lose it's joy, in doing the things he liked, and brainwashed like an Al-Queda terrorist getting ready for suicide attack, that sacrifice is the only way of achieving greatness. People, never allows this baby to listen to it's heart, to pay attention to the sprout of it's dreams. Alas! He secures good marks and lands up in one of the engineering colleges, you always see on fancy ads in TVs. Now, it's given another false promise on the checklist of studying well, and ending up in a  good job.Like an insurance company, which always hides, the interest rates, by a terms and conditions star mark, the society, never guarantees that, these checklist would give happiness and personal satisfaction.

This baby, which has already narrowed down it's infinite space, is living on a self centered world. A world, where internal marks is more important than anything, and pleasing the HOD, is the most divine job on this earth. The remnants of it's first dream sprouts occasionally, in it and it never pays attention. The baby is being trained to be a mechanical servant in this 4 years.BE degree literally trains it's graduates, to be a servant to this society for their rest of the lives., As promised, it lands up in a good job, and gives a sigh of relief only to be given yet another task in the checklist. Yet another fake promise. To be extremely selfish, extremely crooked and extremely wicked with it's fellow beings,  get promotion, and climb up the corporate ladder.

Ofcourse, society always never advice to climb this ladder, with the use of talent. Because the baby is already trained to be like this in it's 4 year curriculum. The baby is now 24 years old, and already ticked many boxes in the checklist given by society. Now the baby is matured, and it's conscience never allows it to follow the blunt advices, and rein in the false promises. It realize, it's pathetic situation of getting stuck up with an endless loop of 'To Do' list, and wants to get off with this crap. But the roller coaster, is already started, and it's on the midst of it's horrifying ride. The baby cant, jump out of it.

The baby gets to the verge of breaking up the clamps, when the society, comes up with a Biggest bonanza offer.! Marriage. It makes the baby believes, that all the hardships it, went through, and all the acquisitions it made, were only to end up at this stage. Now, they play the soul mate selection game with the baby. They make the baby believe that, horoscope and the alignment of the stars, are more important than personal choice. The baby believes the society this time too, only to realize, it's the biggest fake promise ever made, and the whole process of this game is centered around the sole object of being more selfish, more crooked, and more useless. :)

And then, the Nature plays the cycle game. The whole of the Nature, conspires, and the baby becomes the father of it's baby. Everyone is a baby. A boy, A dad, A grand dad, A great dad, none of these designations, denies the fact that, you're Nature's baby. Just that, we're contaminated, adultered babies. :)

And then the next big thing in the checklist for the Father baby is to give all the fake promises it  got from the society, to this new baby.. :) Like a recursive function, this continues endlessly through various loops.

And this checklist, contains a last field, which is not revealed, till the right moment arrives. And, the good news is that, this is not a fault promise, and it's indeed the only sincere promise in it's long list. :) If this checkbox, is at the top of the checklist, none of the babies, will do the rest of the things in the checklist. :)

And it is, the one and only, inevitable,

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Death.!..                                                                                                                                              The process of plucking out the old, withered plants, and replacing it with new saplings, would be an euphemistic way of denoting it.

All of the acquisitions, achievements, money accumulated over endless pursuits ends here. And at this stage, the baby realize the mere futility of all this,  (pudunganathu poora theva illatha aani thaan.. :) :) ) and that the mere purpose of Life is in living. Not just existing. It now wants to live unclasped from the clutches of it's surroundings, free in it's own mind, and do the little things it loves..

Addressed to GOD's InBox

From,                                                                                                                                                                     One of your creations, Milky way, Earth, India, Chennai.

To,                                                                                                                                                                       GOD, the Creator.

Hi GOD,

   I prefer to call you GOD, as you're with different names,different forms, and you're with different people.Since, they say, you exist everywhere, I'm not mentioning the address. Hope this will reach you. 

 I dont have the usual set of stupid, selfish complaints. Whatever, I'm gonna mention here, is valid clarifications, for which I'm not able to find the answers anywhere. I seek answer from almost everywhere and everyone of your creative species. My friends, colleagues, well wishers, strangers., That only worsened the complexity of the question and the possibility of arriving at a convincing answer, seemed almost impossible, so I've no other option than to seek answer from the Creator Himself. So, This is not one of such selfish, foolish bragging, or scolding, your stupid human creatures always ask you,.So, please patiently read this, to the end,and I'm sure, you'll be equally concerned and confused as I do. In almost all religions, they stick to a simple concept. There is a creator and it is He, who created the rest. So, if this concept goes true, I must straight forwardly condemn you, for your human creations sucks big time! It's crap.! It's the most defective species in all of your creations.!

  How can someone,with infinite potential, infinite intelligence, and thought process who lives in infinity,create a species, so finite, so crooked ,whose thought process never gets beyond their system. I'm sure, for a person of your Highness, surely, will not like this creature. But why have you created something you hate in the first place? And why did you vetted so much power and resource with it. I see the spark of your ingeniousness here too. The power humans possess can be used to harm other humans, or other low creatures, and it cannot harm you. You're always safe. You never let this inferior species cross it's limit. You unleash your vengeance, whenever this species try to surpass you! But, inspite of all this pre-cautionary measures, you've adopted and designed this species, it has major defects, with it and so I have a bunch of valid reasons to punch you!

   The foremost defect of your Human protocol, is it's ability and power to form a system , so mundanely designed and interwoven with selfishness. They lay out their own set of rules, which all have a pure strike of selsfishness and material benefits. They do all the stupidity, with a strong backup of this system. How you're witnessing all this stupidity, they do on behalf of you. They misinterpreted you and your virtues. How are you bearing it?

 The second biggest defect is,that you didn't configured all the Humans alike. You've also produced some of the bright sparks as me, inheriting a slice of your virtues and ingeniousness. I'm happy for me,being one among that rare, endangered species. But endangered species needs to be protected from other violent species. Tiger, Zebra, Deer are all protected in zoo as they're rare species. You must have also facilitated a feature to protect rare species as me. This is where, you've committed a biggest blunder. You made me to live with this vast stupidity. I exist like a tiny white spot, on a mega black wall. I wander like a beautiful deer, left alone with wild boars. That's so cruel on your part.

 The next big defect is endowing humans with the capacity to dream. Yet another big defect is making them forget their own dreams, getting convinced that materialistic benefits are more important than pursuing one's dream. Majority of your stupid species, get easily convinced with this theory. But the sufferers are those, who're so obsessed with their dreams, not able to forget it and not able to convince so easily. Poets refer these endangered species like a rose among many thorns. That's just a euphemistic way of putting this. The practical reality is, I exist as an intelligent fool in front of hundreds of 'foolish intelligents'. How can I limit my scope of thinking, when I'm endowed with infinite virtue.? How can I convince myself, with the routine, when my dreams are Big? Why the hell you're human species is so incapable to pursue it's dream? and why does it mocks others who dare to pursue it?

   I feel like a bullet, unleashed with full throttle, getting blocked in half way,even before it comes out of the gun. A ship is built to get into the sea. Life is meant to be discovered, unraveled, and pursued. Your species, is afraid to get into the water, they protect the ship, decorates it, and makes it rot, till they perish. The whole purpose is misinterpreted, and it's not fulfilled till the last. Why did you make such defective piece, when it didn't even cater the purpose of it's creation.?

    I hate the fools who work for a living. If you work for a living, why not Die, working?. Passion is something that is erased from most of your species' dictionaries.

   I came from you. They named me. They tagged me with some nationality, caste and religion. They said, I can realize you only through these identities. They never understand, the only possible way to realize you is through selfless love and solving the purpose of existence. They say, I'm a Hindu. They say, there are 9 stars, which shift it's places occasionally, and their places will decide my destiny and future. Some astrologer is predicting, I have a great future in a field which I hate drastically. What they mean a future? Well, If the power of astrology is true, then their definition of future and success varies. I define success, as the one I achieve doing the thing, I like. Earning a lot doesn't necessarily mean being happy.! Most of them never understands this. Even when they're experiencing this, their conscience, never allows themselves to realize it. To accept the hard truth.

But, you hold an indirect answer for all this anomalies though. At the end of the game, I solve my purpose. I sleep happily. I live happily. Others  merely exist. :)

I'm ending this letter, in sincere prayers, that not to get convinced with what I have. Not to get diluted with the routine. I'm born endangered, Let me, fulfill my purpose, and die the same way. Let me be unique.

                                                                             Thanking You

P.S. :  Nothing much to describe in this section. :P :)

Conversation with my hormones

From,                                                                                                                                                     Dopamine and Serotinin, on behalf of our other friends.

To,                                                                                                                                                            The Owner of the human body, hosting hypothalamus and pituitary glands from which we're secreted.

They call us hormones in lay man terms. We're responsible for all your routine metabolisms, and activities.For all of your varied moods.! For all of yours highs and lows.!

We're writing this to you in utter frustration. We're functioning round the clock, for automating all your metabolic activities, getting whacked up to and fro as per your oscillating moods. We realize that is what we're made for, and that it's not fair to complain. But again, sometimes, we're forced to muse, to some of the morons like you, who don't even understand how we function. Our work is not like your office timings. We attend your call, anytime, anywhere like a humble slave.

Now, it's our time to retort, yell at you. Allow us to vent out our long suppressed hard feelings. Excuse us, this time, as anyhow we're going to continue our good work of serving your bodily needs forever. Let me first explain, how we function, everytime you see any anything attractive. ;)                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     We don't have sundays. Our sundays are the days, on which your gaze don't fall on anyone attractive on your opposite sex. Just like how you're terrorized seeing an issue to be resolved in your application, we have a series of complex things to do, whenever your gaze fall on a girl. Me(Dopamine) will get released by some part in the midst of your head, triggering a series of chemical reactions, that wakes up my friend serotinin, whose primary responsibility is to make you insane, to make you bore a deaf ear to everything around you, and have a blind eye to whatever you see, and other such stupid symptoms of love. :)

Adrenalin, our other friend, whose prime task is in managing other metabolic activities, also plays a pivotal role,in this, making your cheeks go flush, and hands clam. All this happens, while your gaze is still fixed on the girl. Do realize, it is not the beauty of the girl, that makes you go bonkers over her, but it is the outcome of our undaunting effort, that catastrophes your emotions, gives you a sense of infinitness, a tingy feel, that makes you float. Before you misinterpret us, lets clarify you, we're not responsible for your lusts. That is entirely handled by our friends in other department.,viz., testosterone and by some of his other colleagues in lust department. We're from Love department. :) (Needless to say, we'll used to have inter departmental collaboration for some of the processes.)

The functions handled by the lust department, are comparatively simple as it just involves nurturing some of the bodily changes. Each time, when your gaze(on the girl), is routed to our department, we'll have a tough time, responding to it. Technically, the sight of the girl will be converted into electrical impulses, and transported through the neurons to the respective places in the brain . Our task, not merely gets over by ensuing the bodily changes, but we also work with your brain. We alter the way, you think, your thought impulses, your prioritized tasks at that point of time, and that it is the most difficult thing to do. How difficult and complex it is, is beyond your scope of understanding.

We always wish your reactions owing to attraction is limited to lust department, and not bi-passed towards us. It's like you happen to see a girl, your eye pupils extends wide, if she manages to catch your attention. The signal is passed on to your neural chambers. You get a series of consequent physical changes, which eventually gets over when you indulge in other work, or until you see another attractive girl. That part ends there.

If by case, the request is routed to our department(love), first we need to trigger a plethora of chemical and biological changes, that has to do with your body, which is just a cake walk. The ultimate difficulty ensues with our task involving your brain. Technically, it is very complicated to explain you.If at all, I have any means of communicating with the Creator, I'll ask him, on what basis he created the model of a human body. It's like a series of intelligent,and  bright sub-systems made to serve a stupid main system, (the human), who is not even capable of understanding the functionalities aiding him in his activities. :)

Okay, lemme continue on my explanation about the process. So, you've seen a girl. Enough of all the other minor changes. Enough of your increased heart beats. Now, it's time to deal with the most complex part of your body, Your Brain.! Having decided to route the girl to the love department, we need to clear all the pending tasks / schedules running in your brain on hold, and assign this love task, with high priority. On that point of time, nothing is of prime importance, than the girl.

Now, this task, like a viral, gets infested within you. Worst happens when you feed this viral and nurture it with your stupid imaginations. Your attraction towards her, moves on to the next stage, attachment, which is much more complex and dangerous. Now, your brain occasionally tries to prove itself,that  it's not as crooked as what we think, and it tries to convince you, saying it's just attraction and not love. It tries to transfer your case to lust department and close the issue, once and for all. But, in most of the cases, it just don't happen easily. Again, you tend to chew the issue, analyzing each aspect of it, looping through endless dilemmas, before settling up with a decision. Only GOD knows, the complexities, and the circuitous side effects, we handle while you're in this confused phase. :(

Please do understand that, not all cases, handled in our department, is necessarily pertaining to love. Most of the cases, we've handled are the ones, in the intermediate stages, in which you're not sure of, if it is love. We just cant understand, why the hell you people fall in love???!. They always say, love occurs as a result of some divine intervention and all such craps... It's we who is responsible for your love. Please realize that.

One fact we cant deny though. Who is again making us to act in such a way, when you're in love.? We dont do anything on our own; we're just programmed to act in that way, and who programmed us? May be the creator? Then the thesis about divine intervention may hold true. :)

Anyway, we're not in a commanding position, to order you not to fall in love. We're just offering our advice as a well wisher, to identify, clearly whats true love, and whats not, than to get confused yourself, often. :)

In case if love symptoms strikes you anytime, kindly send us an intimation earlier, so that we can prepare accordingly. :)

Thanks a lot for listening to our musings. :)

Yours Faithful,                                                                                                                                      Serotinin and friends..