An Invitation.. A Moment.. A Journey

Tuesday, November 2, 2010 | | 4 comments

Confession 1.

It was my last few legs in 10 days Rajasthan tour. I was in Udaipur, one of the most romantic cities in the world. I met a couple on my way to Lake Palace. They asked me a question which I had faced at least 6 times in my last 6 days of trip. Question was, “why are you alone?". ah! great! Answer was not quite simple because, its always tough to explain why are you alone. But, I still convinced them saying, "I love to be alone and I enjoy being myself".

Confession 2.

Nov 1st 2009, Delhi Airport, Way back to life, way back to Bangalore after 10 days of excursion. Honestly, for few seconds, I did think, I have reached the limit of being myself and enjoyed it thoroughly. Now, its time to find a travel partner, someone who is as real as me.

Confession 3.

Those 10 days had changed lot of things in life, perception towards country, people, life, relationships drastically. And my mom was scared of me being hippie. She thought its time for me to settle down and I thought its time which has come at right time.

Confession 4.

Somebody said, marriage is, It's a wonderful thing, as time goes by, to be with someone who looks into your face, when you've gotten old, and still sees what you think you look like. Okay, it sounds good, but practically, not sure and that’s why it’s a biggest gambling human can play!? Well, I really don’t believe in love which brings people together for wedding, instead I would believe togetherness which will bring love for each other. I guess later will stay for quite longer than earlier. So, it took few months and by Feb 2010, there was somebody whom everybody under our house roof agreed to be part of our family. Yeah! For my friends, relatives, quite against to their thought and my reputation, I was all set for an Arranged Marriage. If you want it in more filmy way you can say, hmm…"Made in Heaven” (where customer support doesn't exist :D) . Well, there is nothing much to talk about girl whom I’m going to marry except we acknowledge ourselves quite well and I myself decided to know more after once the journey begins. I know there is long life waiting for us.


Everybody whom I met on my way have an impact on my life and which I will cherish forever. There are no moments of regrets as all were wonderful. A wedding is a start of togetherness... of walks in the rain, basking in the sunshine, shared meals, caring for one another and sensing the love that a marriage carries. I would love to see you and your family at the venue of my wedding with Dimple on 10th Nov 2010. Its going to be one of the best moments of my life and it’s my pleasure to invite you to be part of happiness. Please come over and make this occasion so memorable.



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Stories from Safari Streets…

Tuesday, November 10, 2009 | | 3 comments

Before I begin:

History is always been a favorite subject of mine. It always fascinated me. It was stories, which gave me greater pleasure and imagination power. When I read about people who lived around 200-300 years ago or more, just excites me. Isn’t it amazing feel walking in a corridor once walked by the great Maharaja Sawai JaiSingh?.If there is any other reason for me to walk in this wild country is its intensity. No other country would ever tell you the stories like mine. If you know Ramayana, Mahabharat completely, you may find the proof for it somewhere in this country. Just visit once, it will change the perception towards your country.

This is going to be long post and I have no intention of boring you people. So I have decided to break it into few parts. First one begins here. I hope you will enjoy this journey with me.

I love the feeling of being anonymous in a city I've never been before. It wasn’t the first time I packed my back pack and started walking into wild. I always enjoyed my freedom. I read somewhere that feeling of freedom is an absolute chant. It’s my mind which wanted a freedom now. As Henry David Thoreau says,” All good things are wild, and free.” We just need to free ourselves and walk in the wild to find those good things. I was looking for Great Perhaps. I waited for 2 years and finally here I’m ready to travel. This is one of those planned - unplanned trips. I chose Rajasthan for my outing. It was Royal forts, Colorful Havelis, and breathtakingly gorgeous Desert which invited me. I knew where I’m going but I had no idea of where it will take me. As I said, you choose destinations, destiny just happens.

Day 1: Meeting my people

It was 22nd Oct 2009, Thursday. I had my tickets booked to travel to Jaipur.Starting point of 10 days of complete exemption. I had got 3A, B1 Seat no 15(lower side berth) in Mysore - Jaipur express. I was eagerly waiting for my 41 hours train journey and excited about meeting new people. First person I met in that compartment was Rajat. 17yr old, class 11th student who is majorly involved in his IIT preparation with Bansal Classes, Kota rather than class syllabus. An really interesting conversation with this guy made me to think about IIT, people involved, Money the coaching institutions generates and finally what is the purpose of a degree from IIT. What I thought is it’s all about enjoying your day on the day you decide, but not today.

Its time to introduce you another person I met. Prashant Bose aka Archerpix. An ex-employee of UL. This married,soft spoken mallu worked for 10 yrs to quit and become full-time photographer. It was pleasure meeting him. Thanks to a big bunch of Telugu family in our compartment who were busy arranging things for their lunch as it was lunch time. Prashant was in fix and he wanted to move out of that place. As he was going out I pulled him for conversation and later we had superb 5 hours of chat. Work, Life, Passion, Photography, Movies, Politics, People. Spoke about almost everything under the sky.

Then there was Rajasthani family in our compartment. They had carried food for next 3days I believe. Journey in Indian Railways makes you really proud. Trust me. Different color, Different Food, Different fragrance, Different Taste. All in one country and its just amazing. It was special occasion for telugites and many people are visiting Ujjain, MP at that time. So, Many telugu speaking people were in compartment. Rajasthani family and Telugu family now wants to exchange their seats between two compartments to be with their group of people as they were totally divided across the 3A.Rajasthani family requested Prashant and he obliged even though he was expecting for his freind and travel mate to join him in Kachiguda.At around 8, he moved to his new place and neither he liked it nor me.

It was 8 in the evening when I got my dinner. My life's first ever dinner in train. I was extremely hungry. Last day which I spend was tiresome one. Lot of pending work to finish at office and I was excited about next day’s journey. So, couldn’t eat properly. I had my food and I won’t say it was great. But at that moment, it was heaven. After dinner, it was time for me to sleep.

Day 2: Books and Bye-byes

It started pretty early for me. It was 2AM when train reached Kachiguda station. There was sudden rush in our compartment. People started occupying already reserved empty seats. They remembered their seat numbers, saying it loudly to each other but had forgotten that there are people already in and are asleep!. All for few minutes, then again its quite and I could here only the wheels of train. I slept for some more time and got up at around 6.30 to see the beautiful sunrise. Train was just crossing Sirpur Kagaznagar(AP) station. It was wonderful view outside my window. After sometime, Rajat joined me for breakfast. It was veg cutlet for breakfast.Two ladies who accompanied me through out the journey are Paulo Coelho's Brida(From book "Brida") and John Green's 'Alaska' (From book, "Looking for Alaska").Prashant was already moved to other side of the compartment along with telugu family. Now its Rajat , myself and Rajasthani family. Rajat and myself started playing cards for sometime. The funniest part of the day came in the evening when Rajat asked me since when I’m in Bangalore. He thought I’m from some states of Northern India. I had good laugh and secretly admired my persuasiveness on Hindi. Rajat was expected to get down half way when train reaches Kota early morning. It was great meeting this guy. So before going to sleep, I gave him my contact details and wished him good luck.

Day 3: Pink City

Train reached 15 min earlier than usual time. My wrist watch showing 5.45AM. I vaguely remember Rajat saying bye while getting down. It was quite cold day in Jaipur on Saturday morning of 24th Oct 2009.I knew where I’m but never had an idea of where Im going. Through out this journey, by the time I reached the places, City would be asleep. I always had list of hotels I can try out for but, trust me I never stayed in those hotels. Because, it never happened.

As soon as I came out of station Auto drivers came running for their passengers. I wanted to find a hotel somewhere in Old city which is 3KMs away. Its more than 10 years and many cities/villages around India, I had this great repute with Auto guys. It may be Bangalore, Hyderabad, Chennai or anywhere else. Trust me, they are as good as you are.(A post on these guys are still pending).

First thought which came across, I shouldn’t ask these guys for hotel info because they may take you to the place where they will have their own share of money from hotel people. Yeah, it’s true, Most of the time it works out same way if you don’t know the city properly. I was pretty reluctant to go with this idea of Auto guy showing some hotels near by as the Old City is pretty costly for one person.

Finally, I found a place to stay for 2 days in Jaipur. Its called Hotel Jaipur. Near railway station itself. Room wasn’t great and I was not so worried about it. This is one advantage when you travel alone. You really shouldn’t bother about where you are going to stay. And of course I never wanted to spend huge money on these hotels. By the way ,An old man helped me to find this one. It was a honest help by a person to someone who is new to his city. I will remember it and say how good we are.

I started my day at 9AM after finishing quick breakfast. I hired an auto for 30 bucks to reach City Palace which was around 4kms from my hotel. On the way, auto driver was giving small introduction on city. In olden days, the old city was place of Palace. The entrance which we could see even today used to close by 10 in the night. Today we call it 'Badi Chaupar'. The existing plan of jaipur had done by Sir Mirza Ismail in 1944 It was Sawai Man Singh II of Jaipur requested then Diwan of mysore to modernize the city. Jaipur is said to be first planned city of India. It was 9.45 when I reached the city palace or city museum. Entry fee was 240Rs. Because, If you have video camera, you need to pay 200+40(entrance) Rs .It was fantastic inside red bricked Majestic Palace. I had reached pretty early to the place and there wasn’t much crowd. I took comfortable time to see each and every corner of palace.

City Palace

After spending almost 2 hours in City Palace, I walked to near by Jantar Mantar or Yantra Mantra. You could see this on the way to City Palace. 25 Rs was the entrance fee including camera. This is one of the Five Yantar Mantar's constructed by Maharaja Jai Singh II in 18th century.Read it here .When I finished Jantar Mantar, it was time for lunch. Finding food in the streets of old city was adventurous. The construction of building in this street are alike it was hard to find eatery. I walked almost 2-3 kms from badi chaupat to find a place where I could eat. Food was worth of money. My next destination was Hawa Mahal..This was just 10 mins walk away from City palace. Built in 1799 by Maharaja Sawai Pratap Singh and famous for its marvelous art of architecture. 25 Rs was the entrance fee with Camera. It was around 3.30 by the time I completed seeing around. Then I was off to Jaipur walking tour.One of the awesome things to do in Jaipur City. I started from Bapu Bazar- Nehru Bazar-Indra Bazar-Choti Chaupar-Johar Bazar and back to Bapu Bazar. It was around 2.5 to 3 Kms and took me 2 hours.I did my shopping at Nehru Bazar. If you know how to bargain, then its pretty economical I would say. Thanks to my friend Di!! for her special recommendation on Nehru Bazar. By the end of the day I was all tired. It was time to go back to my palace!!.For a moment, I had forgotten my way back to hotel. But, what saved me was the visiting card I had picked from the desk of hotel Manager. I generally keep the addresses of places I’m going to visit and already visited. Sometimes it really helps in emergency. Do keep in mind to know the route to reach the place where you are staying especially when you are alone.

Yantar Mantar

Hawa Mahal Pictures

Day 4: A long day

It was Sunday. I got up at around 9 in the morning. Last 3 days travelling had me all exhausted. It was good sleep to catch up. I went to LMB(Lakshmi Misthan Bandar) for breakfast. This is the day to visit Amber Fort. Which is around 12 Kms from Old City. You will find easy transport to reach this place. City transports will take you to this place for 8 bucks. This place is on the outskirt of Jaipur. On the way to amber fort , you can see Jal Mahal on your right side around 4Kms after Old City. The Fort is breathtakingly beautiful under sunshine.

Amber Fort

The Hall of Mirrors is one of the Major attractions of the Fort. I had spent around 4hours to look around the palace. I wanted to take pictures of elephants coming from fort after a daily prayer. I missed welcome shot but managed to take when they were leaving. I forgot to tell you about pigeons which are closely associated with Rajasthan. You could see pigeons in most of the palaces in Rajasthan.I have seen localities coming to this place to feed seeds to Pigeons. I believe it’s said to be one of the customs people believe in. I came back to city for lunch and after spending a day in Jaipur,now it was easy to find an eatery.

After lunch, it was time to visit Central Museum. Its one of the major attractions too. This is also known as Albert Hall Museum.30 Rupees was the entrance fee with camera to visit this Museum. To reach this place I took cycle rickshaw to travel and it was 10 bucks a ride .I must say , it was nice ride as it allows to see the streets of city with ease. You can really enjoy the ride. Museum has got nice collection of decorative arts, costumes, musical instruments etc. Central Museum is worth visiting.

Central Museum

It was 6 when I came back to my room. I had to get ready for my late night journey to Jaisalmer. My next destinaton. I checked-out hotel by 10.15. I had to catch Delhi-Jaisalmer train at 11.45 in Jaipur station.Before I could start, I had finished my dinner. Later I realized, Thank god It was good that I finished my dinner. Because, I never expected the Sunday to be really longer on that day. It was around 17-18 degree centigrade by 11 in the night. I knew my ticket was confirmed, So, I was little relaxed and reading book. At around 11.30, I noticed the digital train scheduler was showing the scheduled time of train is 11.45 but expected time of arrival was 01.15AM.That was crazy!!. It was already late and very cold outside. I just wanted to get in and sleep. Now I had to wait for another 2 hours. But, at around 12, the ETA once again changed to 2.00AM. By then, I had met a bank employee from Jaipur. He was also waiting for same train to Jodhpur. He said, its very common about this particular train to be late.Thanks to him for some nice conversations on that long night. This time train reached on time. I was happy to get in and find my seat as I was eager to take a nap. This time I never bothered to see who else was in that compartment as I was really tired and wanted to bunk down quickly.

Day 5: Camel Race!
Monday morning. I got up at 8 when train reached Jodhpur.There was only one person in my compartment when I got up. An army man ,Arun from Kerala who is on the way to join his new squad near Ramdevra which is after Pokhran. He was traveling from Delhi and happy to find a south Indian sitting next to him. It was nice talking to him and we never forgot to share contact details before he got down at Ramdevra at around 12.45PM. Another person I met who joined us at Jodhpur was Aparna. She works for one of the textiles companies in Mumbai and she was on her business trip. It was 2PM when train reached “Golden City"Jaisalmer.12 hours long journey was finally saw an end.

(to be continued..)

A Smile Away..

Monday, October 12, 2009 | | 0 comments

I never wanted to post this particular poem on blog. But again, that was 7 months back. Most of the time, we all live in the virtual life of ours. Talking to new people, finding new way of conversations, impressing few and blocking few more. One evening I found someone in my life too. She was awfully charming! *grin*

Disguised as dreams, gleaming pair of eyes
You sink for a smile as it soaks into sorcery
Should I say it mesmerizes or shall live with it?

Darken eyelids, dancing curls
Magic look, mystery book
Should I say it mesmerizes or shall live with it?

When million words are said
Wake less vocals are heard
When life awaited for her
Picture was never been blur

Have seen lustrous light, but
not in the night
Have seen hoi polloi, but
not as special as her
Should I say she mesmerizes or shall I live...?

I myself don't know what made me to write these few lines about her. May be her pretty face inspired me to write. As I said, then I never thought of posting it but, today I liked it more. Reason? Looking for reasons is injurious to health...

Thanks for that smile which took away few of my heart beats…


Priceless Pleasures..

Wednesday, October 7, 2009 | | 4 comments

Few happinesses in life take nothing.May be that is the reason why those are called as priceless ones.

When somebody says, life is a journey or discovery; I think it means nothing but search of all these invaluable happinesses.

I’m pretty fortunate enough to experience some of those moments which are unforgettable and immensely cherished.Im sure there are many more to come.

- A Long drive in Mangalore - Mumbai highway.

- Stopping your vehicle anywhere on the highway between Udupi- Kundapur and take a diversion towards left for around 3 KMs to find a sea shore which is completely lonesome. Sit on seashore and watch setting sun. Nothing can sop up your worries like a sea.

- Go for beach trekking, find an isolated sea shore for camping. Sleep looking at stars with scary, screaky sea.

- Pouring rain and you are driving a jeep on village roads near Kushalnagar, Coorg. (This one was adventurous and most pleasurable journey so far). Hit a coffee estate, walk through the coffee plants, and hope you get an opportunity to sip a fresh cup of coffee which doesn’t have sugar, honey or milk. Aroma is priceless.

- Drive towards western ghat. Pick a hill like Devagiri (Near Ujire) to climb. You know you may face few forest elephants while climbing. But, you want to reach the top of the hill despite being shit scared of every small sound coming from forest. It was funny, exciting and an awesome feeling when you really make it to the top.

- Alone at home? Don’t worry! Pick your favorite recipe from cook book and start preparing it. Invite few friends/or if no one is available, just play your favorite movie and enjoy the food.

- An evening walk towards river side with your loved one.

- Reading your favorite author's book in a really quiet place and finishing it in one bite.

- When electric power goes off in your apartment and everything is calm, playing LR, Hamilton, Bob Marley or any of those amazing soul singers out there is equivalent to meditating.

- Bring smile on someone's face.

- Present a gift to your closed one/friends and give a pleasant surprise. Expression on their face is priceless. Trust me!

- Trying to play a piece of music on your guitar for yourself.

- A phone call to friend whom you never met since you left school. Going back to school is always fun.

- Taking a picture from your camera which fascinates you more than anybody else.

- Most importantly, never forget your good old childhood days. Remembering every one of those pranks, tears, crushes and love will surely bring smile on your face.

My quite contented career, office strategies, agonized plans were not aware about all these things which I did so far. And I’m sure these guys won’t be informed in future either. Its always just those moments which we looked in a different way makes life beautiful.Nothing else.

Be good..So long...

Someone Like Her..

Wednesday, September 30, 2009 | | 2 comments

Long night at work
No idea when I fell asleep
Got up with her thoughts as
Her touch wakes me up

I need her for every little thing
She is part of my daily living
She was there in every moments
Ever since I’m on road for my sustenance

We share few truths and faiths
We travelled together for distance
She is going to be there till the end
In this lonely life, she is the only friend

They say she is my partner, and
We are made for each other,
Together we are great to look. I’m insane,
She is HP made and calls herself notebook.

Lost in Generation..

Wednesday, September 16, 2009 | | 2 comments

"What is that bothering you so much?". It was my father's voice which brought me back from my thoughts. What was I doing?. I was concentrating at UKG Kid's notebook while he was writing 'vase' in his beautiful hand writing. I had asked him what it means. He said a perfect answer and kept me wondering how intelligent the generation is this. When I looked at my father and before I could say, he said. “Even we used to think when you guys are growing up. How different is this generation from ours”.

I remember one of those seminars where the speaker had mentioned that, once in a every 20 years a new generation will born and a old one will be forgotten. I think that’s so true. I’m a part of one of that revolutionary generation. Eighties (80s). A Special one. You might ask why it is special. Starting from Adam and the Ants transition to punk rock era to the new wave era, It was early 80s a new class had born in India. We called it Middle-Class. A tough class with heck of dreams. Where elders planned for super future for their kids and Kids wanted fly on sky. This could be the last generation to hold last bit of India's history, Ethics and celebration. At least on their Mind.

Why these entire introduction? I was trying to compare knowledge of UKG kid and average kid like me once that was of same age. What he knows today, I learnt in my 5th grade. World has changed in last 20+ years and ready for new generation. One of the backward villages of our country is ready with English Medium schools, Engineering/Medical colleges and Kids who are competitive to face the world.

Over the years, the motto of education has been changed. Remember to ask today's kids after 20 years about their favorite teacher. I don’t think they would even remember. Gone are the days when teacher was an inspirational figure but just not someone who assigns home work every day. Someone who showed what our life would be once we go out of school. We were not prizefighters but called as flowers. They gave us a chance to learn the reality of life from basics we studied in school. When I say basics, it was not just physics, math but also the freedom and confidence to live the life we want to. Today the teaching profession has been changed. Profession has been restricted to text books and assignments.

When we were growing up, there was no LKG/UKG to begin with. I’m sure most of us started our education at home. It was our parents who began with telling stories. Yes! Stories. Something which fascinates me even today. My beloved grandma used to tell stories from Mahabharata and Ramayana. I know the importance of stories. It gives you a miraculous imagination power. Teachers helped to understand few topics saying sub stories related to it. It made studies more interesting. Even today, when I’m on my long drive with family/friends, I discuss stories. It starts from epics to real-life experiences. When I was kid such stories pushed me to read from papers which used to pack some groceries to novels. It indeed helped in shaping my own life.

What today's children missing is the reading ability. How many kids know who is king Parikshit? They are growing up with Computers, Xbox and TV. It’s not only in the case of children from city but from village too. My parents never asked me what I wanted to be when I was growing up. I remember saying them I want to be scientist. I also remember how my friends laughed at me in class 7 when I said that. It was in class 11th; I really started dreaming about career. Until then I enjoyed my life. School life was indeed a golden one. Smiles, Crushes, Play, Healthy competition and achievements. It was fun. I don’t think most of the students today have such luck. Preparation for IIM/IIT starts in LKG itself. I agree the world has changed and you should be on your toe. But, what’s the use when you don’t grow up as a sensible human being. What schools will achieve after producing someone who is selfish to society who hardly respects others. What’s the use of studying in IIM/IIT and having no common sense? What’s the use of driving luxurious cars and littering while parked in traffic?

Its not schools or colleges which make us human but, our own life. India is the only country which has gracious history. History is not to forget but to get inspired from it and learn from it. Someone’s experience is just not someone's experience; someday it may be ours too. Growing up with ethics makes more sense then useless knowledge we have.

Hey..Do remember few stories from history to tell your kids. Trust me, they will learn from it and love it. :)


Fall in..

Wednesday, September 9, 2009 | | 0 comments

Looks like I'm gonna fall in again
Yes I’m gonna enjoy the rain
I’m away to bring the moon
Sorry, everything happened pretty soon

She never danced with this stranger
I couldn’t sing her song 'forever'
Heard life is just a blink away
And she was just a touch away

That smile wasn’t for me, But,
it swept me away
I don’t remember where am I, But
Now it’s not to walk away

Never learnt from the pain
Here I fall in love again
I wanna grow up but not my heart
It’s young and couldn’t resist

Forever and a day..

Sunday, August 2, 2009 | | 3 comments

[This image here is one of those pages from my diary which was written by someone else..I always cherish this page as it witnessed some of the best moments of my life]

One of those days you wake up thinking I should find someone who loves me the way I wanted, Someone who accepts me the way I'm. One fine morning you have decided that you have found her. You will walk a walk with her, you will talk a talk with her, and you will sing a Song for her. She will smile and you are voodooed forever. She will look into your eyes and you will stop looking at world and you will say Love is blind.

One day you wake up to see you are alone. You had become a vagrant in a wild desert. You will start thinking what, where went wrong? You are hurt, you hit bathroom and cry silently. You will say Love is not blind, it’s brutal.

You are walking down the street and you will hear the song coming from one of the houses. You don’t know what is it but at that moment you liked that particular song. You will go to your place, search for the song, download it and listen to it. Song will be on repeat mode for more than week. Because, you still love that song. Suddenly one day you started feeling that something has lost in this song. You will stop listening to it and search for another one begins.

Remember those days when your Dad/Mom beating you black and blue whenever you did something which you were not suppose to? Hadn’t you thought for even once that, "God, I hate these people, Give me some other Mom or some other Dad whom I saw it in last movie which I watched". I know it’s funny. But, in reality, we realize their love as we grow up. It’s irreplaceable. You won’t get anywhere else in this world. I would like to say that's an Immortal one.

Whatever else which we call it as love is like our love for the song which I mentioned earlier. Nowadays, soon we get exhausted with certain things and it includes love, relationships too. We are really struggling to keep things moving. There is a quote, we can not love and be limited. But, we often limit it as most of the time, 'Unlimited' has come out with different meaning. Of course, you should respect when other person does not like over- possessiveness. After all everybody has their own capacity to accept love. Isn’t it?

I knew 2 of my best friends (Girls) and their dating partners. After 2 years of dating, one married other's boyfriend and other married someone else's boyfriend. I know it’s pretty confusing. Anyway, What I understood is, its not whom you love but it’s with whom you move on in life. We often blame our life for its desire to be comfortable. But, actually it’s us who are looking for a best option without realizing that we lost the 'best' some where in a mid way of life. In fact, we don’t know what is best for us until we live with it. May be because, we are really fast in falling in love, then talking and then meeting forever. I thought the best thing would be, Meet, Talk and then fall in love. I'm sure, you stay with some stranger, far away from world, and you would fall in love with the person. I read somewhere that you would fall in love with your enemy too, if you stay with him/her for few days. You stay alone all your life, you will love yourself more than anyone else in this world.

You may miss people who love you in your life. But, not a chance to love. Its their, forever and a day..

ನೀ ಬದಲಾದರೆ - [If you change yourself]

Saturday, August 1, 2009 | | 0 comments

I first saw this video in Zee Kannada channel. The inspiration behind this Patriotic video directed by Alok Shetty is Mahatma's quote Be the change you want to see in the world.I think its indeed a good initiative by Kannada music group in which coming together of some of the famous Kannada singers like B Jayashree, MD Pallavi, Rajesh Krishnan,Hemanth, Avniash Chetti, L N Shastri along with actor Ramesh Aravind for a cause. Music has been composed by young music direcor Ricky Kej.Kaviraj has penned the lyrics.


ಬದಲಾಗುವುದುಈ ಲೋಕ ನೀ ಬದಲಾದರೆ
ಸರಿಯಾಗುವುದು ಈ ಸಮಾಜ ನೀ ಮೊದಲಾದರೆ
ನವ ಭಾರತವ ಕಟ್ಟುವ ಆಣೆಯ ಮಾಡೋಣ
ಜನ ಗಣ ಮನ ಮೊಳಗಲಿ ಎಲ್ಲೆಡೆ ಇಂದು

ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಮನಸಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊಸ ಹೊಸ ಬಣ್ಣವ
ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಎದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಛಲ ಬಲ ಸ್ಥೈರ್ಯವ

ಜನ ಗಣ ಮನ ಮೊಳಗಲಿ ಎಲ್ಲೆಡೆ ಇಂದು
ಜನ ಜನಗಳ ಮನ ಸಮ್ಮೇಳಗೊಳಲಿ ಇಂದು

ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಮನಸಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊಸ ಹೊಸ ಬಣ್ಣವ
ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಎದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಛಲ ಬಲ ಸ್ಥೈರ್ಯವ-2

ಬದಲಾಗುವುದುಈ ಲೋಕ ನೀ ಬದಲಾದರೆ
ಸರಿಯಾಗುವುದು ಸಮಾಜ ನೀ ಮೊದಲಾದರೆ

ನವ ಭಾರತ ಇಂದು ಕಟ್ಟುವ ಆಣೆಯ ನೀ ಮಾಡು
ಹೊಸದೆ ಸಂವಸ್ಥರ ಶುರುವಾಗುವುದು ನೀ ನೋಡು

ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಮನಸಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊಸ ಹೊಸ ಬಣ್ಣವ
ತುಂಬು ಪ್ರತಿ ಎದೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಛಲ ಬಲ ಸ್ಥೈರ್ಯವ

ಜೈ ಹಿಂದ್!

Following is the raw translation of lyrics in English

This world will change if you change yourself
This society will flourish if you lead the task
Let’s promise to build a new India
Let 'Jana' gana mana reverberate all around

Put new colors in every mind
Inspire every heart for courage, self-belief

Let 'Jana' gana mana reverberate all around
Let everybody come together

Jai Hind!

Flying High..

Monday, July 20, 2009 | | 6 comments

Just like the way Chrsitopher Gardner says, "This part of my life... this part right here? This part is called "Joyousness”. It was an emotion of great happiness.I remember growing up in small 1BHK house in Dharmasthala with my parents and kid sister.It was a typical middle-class life. When I say 'Middlie-Class' life; it was typical 80's middle class life. There wasn’t "today's" upper middle class.Our every day was planned and every night was gratifying. This is the place where dreams are born.Trust me; for poor, doesn’t have time to dream, for rich, doesn’t need a dream. A dream of being successful can only be seen next to middle-class man's bed.

But,why I'm I talking all those things over here right now? I haven’t achieved anything successful yet which I'm really in process of dreaming now.But, I think I have done something which was dreamt by someone else and I just helped him to achieve it. What I have got is something which can not be explained.As Garth Brooks says, “You aren’t wealthy until you have something money can’t buy".Its True.

My dad is always been a source of inspiration.Not because we always had a conversation or discussion. No, he inspired me because he respected every damn decision I had taken in my life.He never questioned my decision ever since I started in standard 8th to till date.He believed in me. He allowed me to learn from my mistakes.This is something which I never told him and I'm really grateful for being reason behind what I'm today.We all have a dream and most of the time we don’t want to share it with everybody even if the person is close enough.My dad had a dream of flying in an air-plane at least once in his life time. For a self made, middle-class man like him it was pretty costly dream. Just like any other burgher, hemight have postponed it for his son's life time.In fact he did and obviously I wasn’t aware of it.I have my own kind of affection towards my family. I always believed that there is nothing can stand by you during your bad times except your family.Family was always been a first priority.So, this day I decided take my dad in an air-plane.

I remember how anxious I was on my first day in school, or in college or at work place.Everywhere, every time it was the same expression.I could see it on his face when we reached airport.When we sat inside, first thing he asked, "That’s it? This is how the inside of an air-plane looks like?" I said, “Yes”. The expression and emotions on his face, was indefinable.When we were flying high, he was lost in the clouds and breathtakingly beautiful view of earth from top. He turned to me and said, "Thanks, this one is going to be very memorable”.I want to say, just like the way Chrsitopher Gardner says, "This part of my life... this part right here? This part is called "Joyousness".