Tuesday, August 27, 2013

....and this is what is friendship.

  This article is totally dedicated to one of my friend, who has been the greatest blessing to me till date.
We played together throughout our childhood but may have been just an acquaintance back then.We met daily but our discussions were just formal and of the "hi-hello" types. We were so near but yet so far.
 The distance which separated us was that of time. Time had not come or both of us to realise that we might be such good friends and a benison in some way for each other. Time passed by and he went his way and I mine totally oblivious to destiny. For so many years, he was a normal person to me, until one day.
 He was standing at the bus-stop and totally engrossed in his activities, I just went by and we started talking generally about ongoing topics. One thing which amazed me is his passion for reading.We had so many books to talk about, the vivid experiences. We reached our eureka movement when we both read a surprisingly intriguing bestseller which was totally of the "vulgar"(not really but people do call it that way) genre. Our discussions were totally based on a very famous female character portrayed in that book.
  That character created such a strong bonding that with each passing day, our discussions would increase. There wasn't a single moment when we both got bored of each other. I truly believe that such bonds are tied naturally when you least expect them to. The character was just a reason for things to happen.
Travelling is a part of our daily chores, which is nothing less than 7 kms. Deciding to accompany each other in such a tiring journey is the best thing ever done. Making fun of the ongoing events in a sarcastic manner, taking away the seat of a person trying to vouch for a seat in the bus were some of the pleasures we have had and are still having. As a routine, we  daily see some people who silently acknowledge their presence unknowingly but never come and talk with us. Somewhere, their acknowledgement and presence has become habitual and though they are not related to us, we observe it to be abnormal not to see them for a while.These are the small but inordinately wonderful experiences and encounters.
We strike a cord with people who have undergone the same problems as ours since during distress we actually need some expert opinion, and that is where he was and still is a blessing. I often loose hope over things thinking pessimistically  and he is the first to boost me and give me the necessary optimism. That is where a real friend comes into picture; being by your side in your ups and downs. He relishes in every small and infinitesimal success of mine as well, asking me to do each task and every thing with equal alacrity, optimism. The value which we have for each other, I think,will never degrade come what may.
Friendship is all about inordinately sharing experiences, being there for each other and respecting each others space in life. The best part of friendship is that we get so many things without expecting much. I've observed that many 'tagged' relations which come with a tag of expectation often lead to dismal ties(with exceptions as always).People become friends with their father,mother and brothers,why? probably it does allow one to share one's experiences without thinking much about the formality of ties and hierarchy.
Since I have known him for such a long time, I just poured my heart keeping him in mind. I am meeting so many good souls out there that someday the pages will be too less, ink will dry away but still I may be unsatisfied writing and expressing about them.....and this is what is friendship.
P.S:Talking about his name, hope you get me SN.

Good day to all of you!

Monday, August 19, 2013

*life->computers; if(computers==null){ life->null;}

Firstly, my title means that my life points to computers and if there are no computers, life is a null(no purpose,coders might get the analogy). Now here goes my tale.
It is the year 1995, I am cozily seated facing the Intel 486 at my grandpa's house . This "assimilated machinery" which managed to display a character whose movements were controlled by me and accordingly reflected changes in the display, was admirable(I termed it 'assimilated' because it could understand what I told it to do). The character moves with a considerable speed and is faced by some opposing force's men who are willing to battle against him to prevent him from reaching his princess. I never knew what and why but the this is what computers meant to me way back then.
  I would long to be at my granny's place only for one thing: Computers. Whenever I returned to my own house, the longing for "the assimilated machinery" would only increase and catering to this emotion, I would prod my parents strongly to take me back there.My uncle used to assemble computers from a scratch in my granny's house and I, used to observe, observe and observe. At an age of less than 5, I didn't know what made me so curious about computers but I used to muse about it without any proper basic understanding of what is going on. Soon, this raw interest started to turn into serious interest and then things slowly started to insinuate at I  becoming an IT or Computer engineer someday. Today, I stand at the fourth and final year of my course and see my abstract aspirations taking a definite form. I used to be so persuasive about computers, that school and formal education seemed to be secondary. The interest at that time was mainly pinned at playing a popular DOS game. Such was the craze, though for a game but thats what led me to believe that computers is what I love.
  I way learnt more and more about computer hardware is something which I will always cherish. In the year 1999, I got myself an intel pentium3, which was one of the latest machines back then. Well, problem solved, got a computer at my house with the revered DOS game as also with some advanced features which could run many more games. Now there was only one problem which was what if the computer conked off and it would take about a week for the concerned officials to make a visit for it to be up and functioning. It was too long a wait for a passionate attraction and interest. So, I used to myself dismantle the whole hardware(CPU) and see what those small capacitors, a battery and a processor fan would probably do to make it run.My uncle, who is an ace and expert in hardware and software , instructed me to do the needful. If still, things didn't work out, I would loose patience and still keep trying till the screen doesn't flicker. I would fail so many times but giving up was not my forte. All this experimentation came with a cost, which was to resist the bouts of anger of my parents for spoiling for an (apparently) working machine.
   The pentium 3, as expected is outdated, and has been replaced by an i3 now, but I am still the very same and keep experimenting with the i3 as well. Today, I am more into the software part of it and the way things are automated fascinates me.
   There is no other ideal sight than that of computers and books.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

The convoluted yet beautiful life!

       After reading a couple of books of the philosophical genre and The Bhagavad Gita, my perspective on life underwent a para-dime shift. My 'wanderlust-struck' mind finally converged in on some matters. Though having experienced only a few years of the long life, I feel I have encountered people who are, one can say, my closest friends;while some, whom I considered as the closest, turned out to be otherwise.
       In such matters,I found, our logic fails us. Years of academics teaches us one thing if not any other, think logically and also that things occurring have a reason behind them. In matters of emotions, there seems to be a lot of aberrancy regarding this principle. Things are absolutely unrelated, we remain friends with some people in life irrespective of our aversion for them. Some, on the other hand, fail to tie the friendship knot irrespective of being of, what we call, our types. When things such as these happen, we sit, we muse to our dismay( with exceptions of people who dont think)of not understanding the reasons for the same. Hence begins the train of thoughts trying to connect the prima facie unrelated dots to make sense of them somehow. After a point of time we give up on one issue, moving on to another, but we are never failed by such thoughts to strike us.(Why?)
     I had read about people regressing to their past lives and trying to fathom their current life's problems based on their past lives.In one case the person suffered from hydrophobia presently because he/she had drowned in some previous life in a hapless and struggling situation. The person still subconsciously seems to have not overcome this fear.  Sounds interesting? If you think yes then it might possibly be so because you found something beyond the mundaneness, something beyond the realms of acceptable and something which has no proof until you undergo the same but surely promising since somewhere at the back of the mind we do understand all this having a subconscious mind.
    The Holy Bhagavad Gita also conveys the same message that the roots of the consequences which we face today are laid in previous births, if not this. Having had some terrible experiences with people, I started to ponder on the veracity of karma. I started feeling that in this world and current scenario, the bad ones live and relish life to the fullest while the true and diligent ones are devoid of what they deserve. We all, at some point think this way because we feel that no-one but us are the ones who are toiling with problems and that everyone else is leading a happy life which is a wrong assumption since human life is bound to undergo suffering.
   Nevertheless, I came to believe that karma is a true concept.Having the habit of seeing and measuring results and outcomes quantitatively,I found that  karma's rebuttal cannot be measured but only experienced by the concerned. We need to realize that somethings are just not under our control and it is totally unnecessary to worry about such things. All we need to do is live our life peacefully, flourish, love ourselves and also shower our love to the other beautiful souls out there as it is rightly said "Life is all about sharing and loving". We should always remember that being born as a human is the biggest benison for a soul and that irrespective of everything "Life is Beautiful" and every moment of it must be made cherishable.
   Good day to all of you on that note.!