The Baby named....

Baby – its pink, rosy, so very delicate you are afraid to pick it up and handle it. But again it’s too hard just to stand looking at it. You pick it up – then what? Rest is trouble. Its soft, its supple but it doesn’t care it tries to wriggle, to move around and cuddle to make itself comfortable in your grown up strong arms.

You try to soften yourself, try to make yourself flexible coz you are afraid of hurting it, but you have no heart to let it go either. Now that you possess it but you don’t know what to do with it. But still you just want to hold it to your chest and wait, till it opens it tiny little blue eyes, and take a look at you.

Finally it sees the world, in it sees your face, and you don’t know what the look means. It doesn’t identify you, you are just another stranger. Slowly it grows, you feed it, you wrap it and you dress it. And when you leave it alone to sleep, it wakes you from your slumber with a cry in the middle of the night.

Is it hungry? No you fed it. Something is hurting? Had a bad dream? Or is it just not ready to be lonely? You will never know, because it never speaks, but again it wants you to read it, understand it and provide what it wants.

You hold it for a while, you tap it gently and sing a song, it gives you a smile, but you don’t know what that smile means? Is your face funny? Or it likes disturbing you in the night? Or is it smiling on the fact that it made you a fool? Does it like you? Again you will never know. But what you are sure of is the fact that it smiled and that means a lot to you.

It amazing the way it looks deep into your eyes and says what it needs but without saying a word. Poor you, god dint make you intelligent enough to read it. But that’s how it is and you can’t change it. Its looks away holding your finger tight, you don’t know what it wants. You are desperately waiting for the day it will open its mouth and speak. But the wait seems to be eternal.

Have you ever thought handling this baby is easy? Specially this baby named LOVE.

Now read it again :)

Ramblings of an IT mind

God forbid me!

From killing myself!

From killing someone else!

Words of a worthless Meniac,

No good than himself;

Rambling! Rambling!

Thats what he does;

Passes every dayPut to no use;

Days passed;

Months passed;

Did he not kill himself

Nor someone else;

What he managed to kill

afterall

was just his reason to live...

Its a new day

"It's a new Year - it's a new start

It's alive with the beating of young hearts

It's a new day - it's a new plan

I've been waiting for you"

You are asking who I'd been waiting for? I was waiting for the new year 2009. Thats a mutated version of "Here I am". Well yes last year was a little tough and I was looking out for a new start and here it is. The song is just apt for the situation, I love this song, I love that film too(I would like to watch it today).

This year's start was very different from all those past years that makes it all the way more exciting for me. Usually a new year starts with me tucked up in my bed, only the light from my mobile accompanying me, I used to send a SMS umpteen times to reach the other person and some point get fed up and go to sleep.

This time I went to room by 7 cleaned it up. Then took a bath. We had planned to go to the temple. But we had not planned which temple.

I was searching for songs in Youtube which were the source of lot of tamil songs and asked my friend to identify the corresponding tamil song. This excercise was fun. 11.45 We started our bikes and went to a nearby Temple, only to find it closed, we had to pray from the outside. Suddenly there came a bunch of guys. They were decent, IT guys I suppose, they prayed and wished us Happy new year.

called my brothers and friends. Then we set out to the TCS office in electronic city, to wish a friend who works on shifts. And there too a lot of strangers wished us and we returned the favour. It was great, the new year mood was everywhere. Crossed a few yahooligans who even stopped a police vehicle to wish them - hail mob mentality haha.

I called one of my friend and a fellow blogger , he told that he is cutting cake along with his friends. Ah a cake on the dawn of the newy year, I am not gonna miss it. So we throttled our bike towards his place. Had to cross a mob, they wished us, and one even asked if I could gift him my winter cap. I had to hold on to it. On reaching the flats my friend came down with two huge pieces of cake, it was good, I also got a huge cream flower.

Then we returned to room but were still on new year spirits we switched on the TV, put some music called more friends and by 2 AM I forced myself to the bed. That explains why I was late to office.

Well I guess I didnt bore

And thats all it is

There is nothing more

Happy new year folks.

Have a nice day.

Sirons and blue lights

"Am I still in the bar?" he asked himself when he saw lights swaying around.

"Who switched off the lights" he screamed and shook his head, like a wet dog, to get some clearness. Thats when Randy realised that he was in his Chevy speeding on the highway. "Lucky me" thought Randy,"nothing on the roads haha ....

"vrooom thud clank.

The next moment Randy could see himself trying to come out of his Chevy. The door was a lil tight and he had to use all the strength that he could muster up. "Holy cow, the damn mile stone" The car wasnt damaged much. But the bumber sure told It had taken it all.

Hardly able to stand Randy sank back into the seat and puked out. A cruiser came to a halt near by. A state trooper stepped out. "Sir I suspect you to have DUI"said the trooper "I would like to give u a test".

"Rookie" randy mumbled " Cant you see the vomit officer? I -a-m- drunkk".

"Whats your name sir?"

"Randy, Randy Bradshaw"

"Ok mister Bradshaw I am taking you into custody. You have the right to remain ..."

"Yah yah I know I know.."

Bdoom, screech , thud. A car's tire went flat and the driver lost control crashed into a cactus.

"Stay right here Mr. Bradshaw, I goin to help the poor chap"

Randy lifted his hands to his shoulders showing his palm, bending backwards like captain Jack Sparrows as if saying I am right here.

The trooper was helping the guy out of the wreckage while randy was speeding up the highway laughing alound banging his stear wheel "Sucker ha ha haha".

Ding Dong

"What? a cycle on the highway?" He sat up on his bed, his head still spinning, "was it a dream?" ding dong

"Ya Ya I am coming", Randy was staggering in the steps, thinking if that was a dream.

He opened the door demanding who was it?

And the moment he opened the door Randy knew it wasnt a dream.

"Mr.Bradshaw yesterday night...""I was with my wife and kids here in my house" said Randy patting himself for the quick lie and watcha gonna do abt it look in his eyes.

"Sir! but we know you were drunk last night" said another trooper.

"Oh ya, how u gonna prove that?" said Randy making a funny face.

"Sir" said the first trooper "You still have my cruiser in your garage".

P.S - Just wanted to see, what if I was Ben Affleck in the film Good Will Hunting

The right thing

The brown cadillac was vrooming at 50m/h on the deserted highway. The lights emerging from the cadillac was the only source of light. "On the dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair" was playing on the channel 69. Jack on the wheels put is face outside the window, and breathed air and showed the feeling of refreshment. Sam was yet to break his silence, was looking out the window distastefully.

"How apt is this song Sam?" said Jack "its so soothing! Haa I love this song".

Having no reply from Sam; Jack put his eyes on the road and tried to to be easy.

"Son" he said..."Son, why do u think we are on this ride?"

"Coz you wanna have some air?" said Sam.

"No coz I thought you need to breathe a lil" said Jack with a smile.

I am fine dad, nothing's wrong wih me.uh-uh you dont lie to your dad young man, I can make it out from your face, cmon let it out whats eating you.

"D-a-d...."

You havent started drinking too, have you?

"Drinking too?" asked Sam.

Ya I know you smoke, but I know you will get over it.

"Nah dad"

"Well are you in any kind of money problem, powder, bullies? Talk it out son your ol man can help you face it."

"Dad is foot ball better than Base ball?"

"You are good at base ball"

"Dad I suck", admitted Sam.

"Is thats what eating you son?" Jack was showing his "thats silly" face.

"No dad, its something ...."

Gals aye? your ol man got you right uh? said Jack grinning from ear to ear.

"Yahh!" whimphered Sam.

"Go on " said Jack.

Sam snuggled in his seat loosened his seat belts and turned towards Jack. Jack knew this is important, he tightened his grip on the stear wheels, slowed the cadillac, put his eyes on the road and made himself ready to listen to Sam. Jack was aware that listening, was a skill.

"There is this gal Karla in my class" started Sam. "She has those cute pair of blue eyes, so deep so mystic, so innocent. Blond hair, silky golden. The smile that she throws on seeing me, she has that reseved for me and only me or that is what I thought", Sam frowned.

"Then ?" enquired Jack harsdly taking his eyes off the roads.

Sam slid back to the seat put his eyes on the road in front and went on."She takes history class with me, and shares my curiosity. She aint smart but not that dumb either. We also worked on a project for which we both got an A. I treater her a couple of times on Dinner, took her to a couple of dances".

Jack turned towards Sam squiggled his lips and raised his brows and nodded as if to say not bad.

"We were supposed to go for the Prom on Saturday, but she dumped me. Dumped me for that stupid Martin".

"Hmm thats bad" said Jack.

"Yah and they dont even have anything in common and Martin would go out with any gal. He is just another goon in the foot ball team. Ahhgr! I hate these guys."

"Now son what is eating you? You dont have a date? Your date dumped u? or is it Martin?"

Sam gave out a sigh!

"Dad I beleived we were made for each other, we could go to college to gether, we were perfect. But why wouldnt she think the same way and dump me?" Sam's eyes were filled with water.

"Sam do you remember the first time we played Base ball? How many hits did it take for you to take a decent shot? You were there for almost half an hour not giving out one good shot. And do you beleive you understand yourself good?"

Sam nodded his head assuring that he is listening.

"Now Sam expecting everyother person you meet or have a realtionship with to be that right person is not correct".

"Do you mean that what Karla did was right?" sam.

"No, what I am saying is that wasnt wrong either. See Sam you are a high school senior, at your age you need somebody to with you, it goes for karla too. But Karla was looking for some one like Martin, but what she got was Sam. The first chance she got with martin, she dumped Sam. Its quite obvious."

Jack took a pause.

"Its all part of your growing son. Its not easy to find that one person who is perfect for you. To find that person you will have to cross a lot of wrong gals.

You need to learn from your mistakes, strenghten yourself and move on. All this knowledge and strenght will help you when you find that right person. One day when you find that person, you can take her hand in yours look into her eyes, the strenght and knowledge you have gained will help you say the right thing".

"And what would that be dad?" asked Sam.

Without taking his eyes off the roads, Jack said " son you say - You are too late, sweet heart, I am married".