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...

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

[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..

Date- 25th Jan 2009
Day - Sunday
Time- Around 4.30 in the evening
Place- Bus Station,Koyambedu,Chennai

I was on my lonely excursion to Central-Northern Tamil Nadu which included former French colony Pondicherry. This trip was good as It went as per my planned schedule. Exciting thing happened in trip was I picked up every possible transport in India to travel. Now the final destination is back home (Bangalore).I decided to take city bus to Chennai via ECR (East Coast Road) and then Volvo to Bangalore.

As usual, I was pretty early to reach the place. I hardly know anybody in Chennai and almost 4 hours left to start the journey. So, I started reading then newly bought book, Mr.Tarun Tejpal's ' The Story of my Assassins’. I had read his ‘The Alchemy of Desire’ which I thought a really a nice book. I had just finished 6 pages, by then an elderly,well dressed gentleman who was in his late 60s came and sat next to me. I do have a habit of dragging strangers to conversation whenever I meet them while travelling. But, this time I was so engrossed with the book that for few minutes I didn’t realize who is sitting next to me in that iron bench. While turning pages, I just looked at the person sitting next to me and just smiled. Later I was back into reading. Few minutes Later… [Conversation was in English]

He: What book is this, [a quick question from that person with a smile on his face]
I said, it’s a novel

He: Oh ok. Novel? Very good. So you read novels haan?
I said, Yeah, I do

He: By the way, I'm MR...[I think the name is not important here] A retired teacher
Myself: Hello, I'm Manoj, I work for software company in Bangalore

He: Oh! Thats very nice. Who is this author?
Myself: Tarun Tejpal

He: Famous writer?
Myself: Yeah! he is the editor of Weekly magazine Tahelka .You must've heard about him.

He: Oh! No..I dont
Myself: Ok [I smiled; I was desperate to read the book, I was not really interested in conversation]


He: So, You are software engineer haan? You must be earning a lot then. Right Mr.manoj?

[Now that’s embarrassing. I always hated when people asked how much you earn or anything related to it. I always thought, its not how much you earn, its at the end of the day how much you save..anyways]

I just smiled and said nothing much! But its ok..,I can live

He: I know you must be earning a lot.
[I didn’t answer]

He picked some other general things and obligated me to talk. At one point of time..

He: I'm going to 'this’'[let me not mention it here] particular hospital to see my daughter. She is sick and in very serious condition. Few lacs spent on her treatment. I’m totally broke now. There is not much facility for poor people from govt.

I just looked at him. I didn’t know what to say.

He: Now I'm going to 'this' particular place and I'm short of money. Could you please give me some money Mr.Manoj?

I realized that 40 mins longer conversation has come to its end.

I told him, Sir, You said you are retired teacher, I respect you But, this is neither expected nor excusable. There must be some other way to earn money or arrange it.

It was clearly visible that he was hurt. He tried to convince me but I was unaffected for a long time. It was not that I never wanted to help him. But, the situation where you are pushed at that time is what hurts you. Later I did give him some money and he left the place. Myself or most of us never asked where the money goes when we donate a part of our earnings towards any NGOs.It may be there source of living. But, we still believe that it reaches to the concerned people.

We live in a country which has rich powerful barons, lower middle cast colonial which is further divided into communities. We have been dealing with the statuses,prestiges etc.Its not that we are facing financial crisis, Its about transparency. ‘Aam aadmi' hardly understand the 'percentage' growth which are spoken by Finance minister or any Economical Analyst. He is just bothered about his daily bread. Its not that we don’t have opportunity, it’s about how well we use it. We have more resources than any other country in the world. But, how well we are using it? At individual level, Its not about how we live here, It’s about how honest we are.

The person I met might be saying the truth, but, how can I trust him? I agree when a person keeps his self-respect on stake, you got to believe. I did. I may acted stupid, but there is no justification for everything you do. I always believed that life is a journey, its a search and we all search for happiness. Some times, its just a pursuit of 'alive'ness!

Is it ok if I confess?
You are my Mexican mistress.
One of those men is out here,
Talking to wind and waiting to hear.

Life of Ishmael is left behind
I find you more sweet and kind
Here is a hug waiting for you mistress
For today,tomorrow and always

Let me make a mistake,
Without any regret.
Come home tonight. I’m
Waiting near gate.


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Here goes few lines for someone awesome!

Smirk on your face and
you walk away
A lonely lane and
you turn to say,
I will come again to
meet you half way
Now I'm here,waiting for you
A touch away.

Adios:)

I often hear people saying..'Life has been changed over the years’. But, I don’t agree with this. Not in my case at least.I may say, life has seen some adjustments but not been replaced. Its root is still stuck to soil.

One evening, lied down and I just traveled back for almost 10-12 years. Went back to my High School days. The days you start memorizing every minuscule things happening around you. The days where you see and feel the mental and physical changes happening to you and around. Very important growing years of anybody’s life.

Then I used to be the first person to reach school. Sharp on time at 8AM .Today, I'm the first person to enter our floor. So, nothing has changed. Then I was handling couple of posts and dealing with responsibilities in school parliament or cultural activities. Today, I handle one of the most responsible jobs in the software development cycle. So, nothing has changed.

Then I used to carry huge Duckback school bag and lunch box everyday. Today, I carry HP laptop bag (with laptop of course) and helmet on other hand.Then I had queerly kept ineternal papers inside my bag and Now, I have old bills and papers inside my bag.Broken pens still hold the same place. Then I rode to school on my Atlas cycle and now I ride on my Hero Honda splendor plus. So, nothing has changed

Then I had never forgotten my pencil box. That was one of the most favorite and precious things I have ever had in my school days. Today I don’t forget my spectacles box. Because, without that I could hardly see and work ;)

Then I had a competition in classroom on scoring marks. Today I have competition at work. Then I had bad guys in class room who bullied me. Now, I have some people who remind me of those guys. So, nothing has changed.

Then I had my school head mistress to which I was the favorite student. Today I have someone whom we call Project Manager who has taken her position. She used to punish me severely for every simple mistake I had done. This guy kills me for every silly mistake I do. So, nothing has changed.

Then I had cute girls with whom I used ask for notes. Today I have pretty ladies whom I ask to come for cup of coffee. Then every year, with every girl, crush was on the 'to do' list. Today...I have just got crushed.. So, nothing has changed.

No No...Wait. I know what you are thinking after reading last few lines. Yes, Its everybody’s story .Yes,If there is something changed, Then it must be innocence within us and nothing else. Hope we keep those innocence for tomorrow just to go back and smile at those moments.


Sayonara :)


Image: I found this guy in my neighborhood!

They call me workaholic...
How can I say it’s a replacement for drugs?
Yes..I'm addicted to it..Just to get out of something.

Everything is for something in this world
Some are tamed and some are wild
Yes..I'm addicted to it..just there...hanging.

Speed is the mode of life
Modern soaks and myths sticks
Yes..I'm addicted to it..just there...racing.


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Some used it to write monthly grocery calculation. Some used it to write integration, differentiation. Some used it to write poems, love stories. Some used it to write suicide notes. Some used it for something left unsaid.

Has anybody told you that you are an open book?. They can read you easily? Hmm... Don't believe it. Open book displays only 2 pages. Only if somebody turns the pages; then they can read it completely.Right?

I still believe that, Written with 'care' message on paper is more precious than year old email in your inbox. Ink used to write those lines still brings back those moments. So here are those unsaid moments of life.

I never said how I felt when my parents compared my marks with other kids when I was just 8.I never said how much it pained when my class 9th mathematics teacher beat me for an unfinished home work. I never said how badly wanted to join guitar class when I was in my 11th. I never said how humiliating was my first day in college hostel. I never said why couldn't impress my engineer lecturers for internal marks. I never said why can't say 'No' to my friends. I never said why I skipped my dinners and hung on one rupee coin for many days. I never said how graveling it was till I got a job. I never said how beautiful it was when I felt I'm in love. I never said how shaken I was when someone left me halfway. I never said why I hurt someone when they thought it was a 'without reason'. I never told how great it was to know them all.And finally, I never said how affable I'm.

Each page has different story to tell. Just like the color of ink I used to write it. Something’s written with smile and somewhere little faded ones. Something’s with tear drop patches. Every moment was precious with no regrets. Because, at that point of time, it was necessary.

Now it’s your call to allow someone to turn your books pages and only you can choose the person. Problem is to find an amazing reader and I can understand. Hope for the best :).Till then...May the love hidden deep inside your heart find the love waiting in your dreams. May the laughter that you find in your tomorrow wipe away the pain you find in your yesterdays-Anon..

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Rain is the best thing in the world.Amazing gift of nature.So romantic too.Yeah!! You need not be in love to feel the romance.Rain brings it for you and you just be there to feel it.


Its a rain drop and a glimpse of you,
Drenched me forever in your feel
It never happens in concert;
But, rain comes with your vestige.

Lonely lane, lonesome me;
Fending under broken roof
I heard you slushing in
You were all smiling under the umbrella

As I tried hiding myself
You caught me smiling at you
Crinkles on cheek of yours
Asked me to walk with you

Riffles were dancing with rain
My heart was dripping in you
Clouds stopped, Rain ended
Evince from you and you walked away

Its rain again and I'm under broken roof
Opened my palm to feel the drops
Opened my arms to feel you
Sopping scent comes with the feel of you


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Going back to past and enjoying those rare pains are always different in terms of feel.I dont say you enjoy it but,you feel good for sure. "Nenapugalu" or "Memories" is some thing of that sort.Its about the moment which brings back all those memories.



ಕತ್ತಲ ಗವಿಯೊಳಗೆ
ಬೆಳ್ಹಕನು ಅರಸುವ ವೇಳೆ
ಮತ್ತೆ ಬರುವ ವಸಂತಾಗೆ
ಕೋಗಿಲೆ ಕಾಯುವ ವೇಳೆ

ಮಾಗಿದ ಮುಖದಲ್ಲಿ
ಮುಗುಳ್ನಗೂ ಮಿನುಗುವ ವೇಳೆ
ತಾಯ ಗೆಜ್ಜೆಯ ದನಿಗೆ
ಕರುವು ಕುಣಿಯುವ ವೇಳೆ

ಬಾನದಿ ಕಂಡ ಕಾರ್ಮೋಡ
ಮಳೆ ಆಗಿ ಹನಿಯುವ ವೇಳೆ
ನನ್ನೆದೆಯಲಿ ಬತ್ತಿಹ
ಕೆರೆಯಲಿ ನೀರಾಗುವ ವೇಳೆ

ನಿನ್ನ ನೆನಪುಗಳ್ಹ ಮಂಥನಕ್ಕೆ
ಮತ್ತೆ ಮರಳುವೆ ನಾ
ನಿನ್ನ ಕಣ್ಣಂಚಿನ ನೀರ ಹನಿಯಲಿ
ಮತ್ತೆ ಕಾಣುವೆ ನನ್ನ ನಾ

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An old chunk from my own trunk!!

सब हस्ते है मेरे हालात पर
क्या तुमको भी हसी आती है?
हमें नहीं थी ख़बर इसकी मगर
अब हमको भी हसी आती है !

चले थे जिस्स दिशा में
रोशनी की कोई कमी नहीं थी !
जल गया हात मेरा छूकर जिसे
वो दिया नही मेरे आर्मानो कि चिता थी !

आज बैटे है ख़ामोश हम
रोक नहीं पा रहे है इन्न बेहते आँसू को !
कोई इस क़दर तोड़ दिया दिल को
समेट रहा हूं अभी तक बिखरे तुखड़ोंकॉ !



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Lone soul solemnly

Kinda smoldering pain

Inside its lonely

I'm on grave of mine

They were saying something i guess..Really nice pic again..very expressive..and the poem is here!!. Thanks syn....


They amazed everytime
When i gazed at
Another reason for me
To drop night with scent

Adore the smirk of it
Stars are diffident and abashed
Moon charmed for it
Let me curtain the boudoir

Swear you Slumber
Sweet Its just day in your face
Oh its dazzling to entice
Let me love your eyes

Thanks to sindhu for inspiration ;)

You proved it again
I shouldn't cry for you honey
You never tried my dear
I was your gal and not a gamble

Who deserved whom my love
We lost with time again
Open air is bonnie again
Let me walk out of you

Now it looks more beautiful
Why did i miss this for you?

When you ruled your world
And cried for others
Scars and that small wound
Brings back those days


It hit me hard
Every damn day
I struggled to stand
But i loved my childhood days

"She"...This happened when I was with her. Being in love is something which everyone should experience atleast once in lifetime. I too played part in this love story as a strangled soul. Today, when i read this, I would like to cherish those moments rather hating the reality which always strikes later when you are in sweet dream and turns it to a bitter truth for your life...


When you were around me
I felt the dazzle around me
We were strangers for the day
Now walking around the bay

I know..I deserve you
I promise...I care for you
Do you know something??
You are my everything

I Love your lidded eyes
That just skips my steps
I Love your sweet voice
That just pull me to raise

Today, I want to say
Which i ever want to say
Sweetheart...I LOVE YOU
I mean, what i said to you