Pebbles...

Good bad and not so bad... rag tag and not so rag tag... A tear here and a mend there.. All patched up here and there... You , me , all of us.. Some dead..some dying and some living dead Some blood , some flesh and rotting pus.. A dullard , numbskull and the bright head Who is right , who is wrong? Who gives a roar over a song? Who draws the final line.. Who ties the last twine.. Logic and reason ...have but one season Passing bye and waving bye One standing while the chain lies Trust and fame .. All the same ... Betrayal and ignonmity ..same same Wild and tame.. All flavours .. All tastefull and rage Some like chocolate some like fudge.. Any way who am I to judge?

I used to watch an ad that kind of starts with a kid wanting to have a bike..the bike guy wanting to have a car..the car guy wanting to have a girl..the man with a girl wanting to get richer..and the circle completes with the rich guy wanting to have flowing hair like the kid . Quite a nice ad . Infact this ad is the perfect starting piece of this post. The issue I want to talk about is about the fact that how we always get to thinking "I wish I was as lucky as the other bastard". Even I used to have these thoughts especially in school. We never had had a palatial house. It was just a simple 2 BHK house..basic. And whenever I used to visit my freinds I used to look at their "separate" rooms ..decorated with pop icons ..I used to envy that kind of "rich". I still remember seeing a cycle in someones own separate room and thinking .."wow..thats so american"....! I remember the happiness of hearing the "spirit of rangeela" on a Philips ...

I have been thinking about a lot of issues that I wanted to write in my blog ..but kept on postponing it. Today is a holiday and I must tackle a very sensitive issue..! One of my very close freinds is going through a divorce. Infact he came to know that his wife has served a notice for divorce around three days back ..and today he is flying to his in laws town to get his representation in court there. Kind of funny when you ask me because precisely three days back he was talking to his wife about patching up . Infact he was speaking of his wife as an innocent soul who had been waylaid by her mother(herself separated from her husband). He was justifying the fact that maybe his wife was a simpleton and he had been making too many demands on her ..so maybe thats the reason she wants to stay away from him for sometime..etc etc. My heart breaks for this guy because I have seen two other people go through the same phase in my life ...again very very close classmates. A phase where there is s...

Ever since I joined the Dockyard in Vizag..Life has been a spin. The pace is maddening and almost always there is some work or the other. Since I was in IIT , I used to think that I will miss the lazy days of the campus..I will miss the comfort of being in jeans and t shirt ..I will miss the total lack of responsibility..etc etc.. However contrary to what I thought..I am loving it here. Although I get a wee bit nostalgic about my freinds like Pradeep and Vijay Venu...I really do not miss the lazy life in IIT. Not that the life was any cake walk but somehow it was way way less hectic than it is now. Here its the life of a ping pong ball..one bat to another...! But somehow it never felt better. When I visit equipments, ships,shop floors and men at work...when I contribute something at a technical or managerial level..I feel so much more fulfilled. Its as if "this is where I belong..this is heaven". Maybe its the initial euphoria ..call it whatever you want ..but I feel great. M...