Alone as I walk down the midnight street ......

Alone as I walk  down the midnight street , So many people I come across; so many Colorful personalities I greet; Never been the people, Its personalities that I fell  in love with…Yet I’m on my own...my Own …my own…

“Alone as I walk down the midnight street, I come across a little soul toiling hard ,desperately scribbling on a piece of paper, I keep watching him through the window ..Facts or figures , letters or numbers keeping  him so engrossed…I wonder How?...
I walk down the street further, the idea of getting captivated by something  now starts pleasing me….”

“Alone as I walk down the midnight street, I sense someone’s following me.. Looked around but  there is no one there…”

“Alone as I walk down the midnight street, I come across a blonde …she’s a sex worker.. Looks into my eyes , her adulating smile exclaims “what’s on your mind?”. Her aura it’s all around and in no time starts getting on my nerves.

My urge consolidates me  saying ,“Guilt is Just a small price to pay for pleasure, Boy”…….

My  Affirmative nod and I move in. I sense someone’s watching me. Someone’s shadow hovering around. I retreat I walk away.... The urge of getting tempted by momentary pleasures compromising  guilt makes me think, “Senses they do need food ,don’t they?”  ”

“Alone as I walk further, I see a girl in disarray on an verandah . ”What’s the matter?”, I exclaim with a smile .
”Well have been waiting for the moon, no food ,no water till I get a glimpse of it”, she expresses her concern.
I look at the skies there were clouds all around. ”Do you think your moon is courteous enough? Your intestine’s  at the mercy of the skies tonight ”, I exclaim with a smile …

”It’s his day my wait should be the answer to his arrogance I will hold my ground ”,with a witty smile she exclaimed…

It was as if hope overshadowed her concerns; who doesn’t get fascinated with the idea of people with immense mental strength. I took a leaf out , I walked away….”

“Alone as I walked down , I met a bunch of strangers . They walked along the same mile. They were a bunch singing happily down the mile.”What band are you ?” I questioned them..

”You can call us “friends””,  they replied in chorus.As I walked down with them soon I started enjoying there tunes, I started adding to whatever they sung.No sooner I was one of them .The strides now became pleasurable..

Soon one of us wanted to take a diversion he left us. Slowly  gradually the numbers decreased, everyone started leaving and again I was on my own. I started sensing some one walking from behind all over again. Now it's shadow followed me wherever I went … but I kept walking .. .”

“Alone as I took some lonely strides , I wanted someone to accompany me ..I did meet someone ..Any guesses to what her name was?

she called herself “LOVE”…

Soon there was no fear of someone following me. There was a strange divine feeling that i was not alone. Someone was with me. Someone just made to accompany me. Someone so special that I hoped this road never ends. It turned out to be the golden flace of my journey ..

Lil did I know she too had a diversion waiting..It  was hard to lose it all but then again I started sensing this shadow all over again. I walked faster trying to get over “LOVE”.  Soon the shadow grew huge and scary and i managed to take my mind off her . I walked down , the only thing on the back of my mind was something's following me….”

“ I walked further it started raining heavily. The pleasantness was overshadowed by thunderstorms. I kept walking  got wounded, got hurt, got injured. No one to pick me up.I was down and out....

 The shadow grew and grew taller.It was even more scarier.It forced me to walk faster.Nothing  else was on my mind only thing I knew was something was bothering me ..I wanted to get over it. Its been such a long path but that something never seemed stoping.. .”

“Soon  darkness was dispelled by light and everything was fine. Like never before everything  seemed so good but I kept wondering what followed me .Finally it came up all over again.I started tracing it.Through bright sun shine there came a beautiful Girl .....

“Who are you?” , I exclaimed…

she never seem to stop walking until she came really close and  hugged me tight...

She gently whispered in my ears,

 “In  the midst of all ups and downs ,makings and partings you have faced I have been following you. I came  to your life with your idea of getting captivated by something. I became so dearer to you that you sensed me at every stride you took. You came across so many things(sex worker etc)  that could have changed your path, I ensured you never go wrong. When you learnt the importance of holding ground (varendah girl), I became even more strong. I carried you when your friends left ya. Even when the love of your life parted I was there to hold you tight. You were down and out, I forced ya to run faster. I'm the light of your life...

You wanted to know who I am….

 They call me “DREAM”…Everyone has one ..Today you met yours ……

I'm the only reason that You are on your  Own, Your own, Your Own...”

The Mind

Hey guys this is my first blog .The topic is an abstract one. The very purpose was not to choose something and add to it but rather choosing something that derives some rationality. The blog does contain some computer science jargons but one can figure out its soul. Would be rather glad if you all can put in some views. This is my maiden attempt, suggestions are heartily welcomed.




                                                 THE MIND


When you think about it, the mind is the most fascinating thing; with disregard to the human body it resembles a peculiarity of its own. You come across an ocean of thoughts everyday ,each thought keeps you involved, web sites talk about mining  user activities so that they can enhance the browsing experience based on user interests. Now imagine the same system within yourself, your mind mines your daily activities, your interests and delivers a package of thoughts which keeps you involved all day long.


Behind every great idea has always been a thought, behind every thought guess what? Your interests.. They keep you involved thinking about a particular thing .Interests channelize your thoughts in a way that you start improvising that one little thing you love. What makes a “Beautiful Mind”?... A sense of direction to your wandering thoughts. When you start loving something, you do it over and over again. You never use the term practice for doing what you like, instead the very reason you do it is because it defines “YOU”. Practice sounds like a mechanical activity that is done to improvise on something you lack. So if you have got a mind that has already found something it loves to do without counting the number of hours you invested, number of attempts you made; well it surely is “Beautiful”.


The reason I say it’s fascinating is coz of its inhuman peculiarity .When you fall asleep you get a million dreams. Each dream has some relation to your daily activities. When you fall asleep your dream starts of like a story you have never come across, from a dynamic event a rather alien subject which was a part of your daily activity your mind created a story which in your consciousness you never imagined of portraying. Now the reason I called it inhuman is, imagine yourself being hit by a discussion on a particular random topic; you spend hours trying to get ideas about it. The boy who failed in an IIM Group Discussion round had last night dreamt about a thing he never came across, his mind  formed a story out of a random incident in his daily life while asleep, yet today when given a topic he stands clueless in front of the panel. What is it that makes you go wrong?

 What makes you wrong?

You go wrong when you start imposing things ..You lay the barriers.. You start telling yourself how to go about things... instinct and intuit can only get it right when you are natural. While you are driving a car you never go about any algorithmic way ...while running you never think whether the left foot should be grounded first or the right one. Imagine if “Bolt” the famous Sprinter ever thought so , he would have been far behind the finishing line   ..So it’s your faith on your instinct that, you won’t go wrong; is what matters.

They say even the hardest thing to learn takes no more than 40 days to get it within your instinct; if you work rigorously over it.. Practice is the food for your instinct. It’s how your mom taught you to walk when you were a toddler. You never feared going wrong even when you fell a thousand times u got up and walked over and over again. Imagine you would have gave up trying you would have never ran behind an 8am bus for which you were late. The biggest hindrance is our habit of analyzing everything we do ..We never want to accept the fact that v still need to improve...

Again taking the same example you learnt to walk but nobody taught you to run fast. How fast? well what is so different between you and bolt that he runs faster than you .Guess what ?..Not that his mom taught him to walk in a better way it’s his practice that got his instinct to be polished such that he now is the fastest man on Earth. You never gave up when u were a kid why to do it now?.. Since life’s first step you have been taught you don’t inherit instinct from your ancestors, you develop it..

The quality of a powerful mind is its strength to sustain obstacles and continue rather than analyzing everything that is going wrong that’s why many can’t even start while others have already taken a stride. The only thing i wanted to conclude was never doubt your abilities .Your mind is like a child teach him how to walk but never count how many times he fell (he failed)..It’s only one's ability to sustain failures. Keep that faith going, someday you are bound to get it right because for once when you were a toddler you fell a thousand times and look now you can stand on your feet’s.