ROMO

“No machine is 100% efficient. No man is 100% perfect”. “The Weakest attribute to mankind on earth is feelings”. Humans feel. That is why they are so called Humans. They feel by heart and think by mind. If someone’s been admired, I swear in the name of my blood, it’s the Heart that accepts first, the fact of Admiration. My Role model – Can it be only me for myself? Definitely not, since I cannot be 100% perfect . So whom can I address as my role model? Will he be 100% perfect? Or to the least of 99.99% ? Let me analyze myself to whom am I admired to the core of my heart.

 JAVA(Just at Versatility and Audacity)

                        The masculine gender whom  am I referring as my Role model is well known to me but not to the outer world. Let me name him as ROMO (ROle MOdel). Great men like Alexander the great, Napoleon Bonaparte, Adolf Hitler referred by the outer world are judged based on their various innate qualities and achievements. They are well known for their unflinching valor, versatility and audacity. Yeah indeed am no way near to them and in due course they are in no way related to me. They could only blow up my mind but have failed to pump my heart. Versatility is not a cake walk for a common man who had had two meals a day only at the age of his 12. Skills ponder in great extent out of poverty- My right Auricle started pumping. Imagine a situation where the Minister of a kingdom known for his audacity with clean hands is checked on his loyalty; Right from his head, the King, he is cornered. It’s mandatory to prove that he is clean. Facing such a situation is not like singing a lullaby but like swimming in Tsunami. ROMO, has the ability to cross such a situation with great confidence and ease definitely not by power, money or whatever it is but only with his legal abilities and I swear ROMO is neither a minister nor a king. What else you need to admire such a person in life to make your right Auricle to get pumped.

SQL(Sheer Quenchless in Leadership)

                  SQL attribute of my ROMO is the ultimate cause for my right Ventricle to pop up. The whole world, I mean the outer world talks and praises of one of our country’s prominent and eminent leader Narendra Modi who swept off everyone with his prime leadership skills to oath as Prime Minister of our country and he too is no exception who fought out his poverty. Yes indeed I admire him for his skills and activities. But I could only see the outcome of his activities but not his planning and execution. But my ROMO, not only exhibits his qualities but imparts to me in day today life. His planning is something ridiculous that his leadership attribute is ready enough to sacrifice all his wealth and properties. This cannot happen so for god’s sake as I am inline for his wealth. His thirst and ability to lead bewilders all his closed ones and buddies. Jealousy occupies amongst his buddies over this attribute and shouldn’t I be proud of it? By the way in what profession is my ROMO into who has quenchless skill in leadership? Let’s search in Google.

LOL(Lots of Love)

               Cupid, god of love (according to Roman mythology) showers blessings to mankind to Love another. But still Humans long for love. Think of an orphan longing for parental Love? Abandoned Mother aching for the tender love of her Grandchild? Men are supposed not to shed their tears at any circumstances to prove their Manliness. Yes, I agree strongly(10 out of 10) as I too fall under that category. So as my ROMO. But my ROMO once burst to tears on hearing his son’s terrible accident. Oh Am I into his personal? Let it be. Only then the reason for the outbreak of my last chamber, the right ventricle can be proved. What if he burst into tears? It clearly makes out the sheer love towards his blood. No one can be loved as much as their blood does. This affected me a lot as I am his blood. Yes, the Aorta entering my heart carries his blood and in due respect, I could only post this as a blog referring him as My ROMO. The chambers of my heart are completely filled with his presence .By now, you must’ve known who my ROMO am referring and his identity is hidden for a purpose. But he’ll be known to the outer world one day or the other with a bang.

                      “Inspired by heart and Love my ROMO"

Mixed Feelings - Part & parcel one must undergo

One can never deny the fact We are Humans; Six Sensed Creatures;Beings with innate and intense Feelings. If you could read this- You are a Human. But don't corner with the fact that even a Robot, or by technical saying, a Humanoid can also read this. Yeah! Of course they can. But can they get to the emotions; react to the feel. I presume only Humans can get to it, react to it, emote to it. Feelings bind us, link us and after all they mean us - to the fact We ArE HumanS.

"What the Hell have you done?" ; "You Suck"; "Get out of my sight"'; "Beat him up to death". A gallery of fable words emerge from our mouth during the feel of so called AngeR. Is this necessary? Why can't one control his anger? It is not possible my dear. The reason being We ArE HumanS. Better control the actions that come out of AngeR. I leave it here up to one's thoughts as to what actions they come across when they are in AngeR.

"I fear I am being chased"; "It seems someone follows me"; "Something is there in that God Forsaken possessed room". Huh! The greatest anxious feel that many undergo and some who don't, are forcibly made to abide to this intense feel of Hallucination. People tend to come out of this often with great courage but could only land up in Fear. Some conclude with the phrase,"This whole world is Hallucination"; To be precise in my Mother Tongue , "Elaam Maayai". A Subtle mind is hard to analyze. So, focus and will power is greatly needed to be out of this.

Here comes the better part. My  best part. Its the feel that each and every being undergoes. And must it should comply to this. LovE; Lovable feel which cannot be forced to opt it out for reasons; After all, this world revolves around Love and Love only. Anything can be got rid by love. An angry man gets pacified the moment he sees his baby; A mother can soothen and comfort her hallucinated son out of fear by her care and affection. Said is a bit; Remaining csn only be felt provided if you are a human.

"I swear in the name of my Blood, I am not a Saint "

Persistence of Heart

Here I sit idle thinking of you for your existence amidst my mind-

To fill my thoughts with mere and sheer words of encouragement and       empowerment.      
            

Here I strive for your presence amidst my heart -                                     To pour out blood of purity and  sanctity into my ventricles.

Here I dream of our days of togetherness amidst my loneliness -

To kill my loneliness with your non-existing presence.

But there you revolve with your commitments carrying no one in your heart -

  A persistent heart that harasses your mind not to think of even  me.

                    

Burning issue burns senses of non-connected masses- Foolish though

This seems to be the burning issue for the past one week at the south-eastern state of this country. And it happens to be the talk of all the towns, in all social-networking websites and with immense TRB ratings in all news telecommunication channels. And the issue is all about- The Delay in the Release of a Movie.

Life is full of drama and the people in it are the actors and the actresses in it. But who could be the lead and the supporting casts in that??? It could be well justified when he/she becomes immortal-when their life ends. Why am I referring this drama of life? Just to compare with the fake drama within the life drama. This is formulated for the entertainment of the people. Yes..yeah..U r right. MOVIES.  Movies are meant for entertaining the masses. But what that mends and tends the people is absolutely a nightmare. It becomes a Conc. Acidic flow in our throat when people end up their life drama for a fake drama.

It only happens here. Yes. The burning crisis goes like this. The release of a fame actor’s movie has been delayed. That might be because of some political issues; Might be a theatrical issue; Might be a damn meaningless shitting issue. Issues steps in and reverts always. But, a gentleman, aged 20 (He is a gentleman for sure yeah) , after getting burnt of this issue mentally, hung himself for a fake dramatic issue. But who knows this might  also be an Man-made politics. Some were confused why did he hung himself instead of  getting burnt? But I believe he did get hung since he had burnt himself mentally already for a worthy issue right .

Nowhere connected to the drama; Nowhere related to the lead actor of the fake drama; But he connected himself to this issue and took the burden on his shoulders. Did he solve? Yeah he solved the mystery of his life by ending up his life. The only reason- DIE HARD FAN.

                  Lose job-ok. Lose wealth- Alright. Lose health- A issue. But lose life- Foolish.  

Igloo house-So Chill with hug and thud

When I step down from the local vehicle(so called TOWN bus), the first feel which ponders in my heart-Heaven. Don’t ask me ‘Have you been to heaven before?’. Nay.Nay. I hallucinate myself  as if I’ve stepped into the heaven. By the way, where did I get down? It’s the place where I have been born and brought up. Enthusiasm filled  me to step my feet for about 30 feet forward until I reached an Igloo. Why am I referring the place as Igloo?  If you live(love) a place under chill and wintery  weather(hearts of persons in it), then it’s called as Igloo.

                A heartless and simple woman appeared in front of me when I stepped in. Yes indeed, she is my ‘MOM’. And what the heck is that heartless? If a person lives and abides by his heart can be called as Hearted person. If one gives away their couple of articles to her daughters and ventricles to her sons and lives and thrives only for them should only be called as –A heartless being. “Had your Dinner? Dine in the table at once even if you had it. Boost or Horlicks?(Still we are kids though we are in our 20’s in her motherhood dictionary)”. “Mom! I am not getting sleep”. The reply, “Read a book for about 5 mins by lying in the bed”. From that day, that’s my tactic act to get sleep at once. She incubated me; pained for me; nursed me; nurtured me; cares for me; cries for me and most of all, she loves me than anyone in this world could. What am I going to give her in return?

            An audacity and docile person dined along with me in silence whom I consider the first citizen in my life. My only hero; my guide; my mentor; my tutor, my motivator. He who prevails in your heart always even though he keeps a distance at you must be called as –DAD. But he comes into my picture only at times of crisis and mental distress. The reason for my visit to the igloo- I am in crisis. “The Interview which I faced yesterday was a flop”. And the reply, “When does the semester exam starts? Not riding bike in city right? ”. No way. What’s this reply? “DAD! My interview?”. He, with a grin face, “You came all the way to say this?  Vittu poda(RIP it and Move on man)”. Peace filled my heart but fear occupied the most. The reason- What am I going to pay him in return?

             Two persons lied in the floors with me-one at the left and the other to my right. Character of a person depends on his/her brought up and the environment he/she is thrown in. This criterion, So called character was well taken into care by the person lying to my left. Mindful watching; Strict at times; Emotions sometimes; teacher who taught me how to pray (but I did and doing it just for her sake); getting assured of my health. Hey wait wait. Whom am I insisting? SISTER. The elder one. “I have more dreams flowing in my mind if I think of this fellow”-the words which would shower out of her mouth if you ask about me. Confidence is a mere word but attaining it is the hardest thing to accumulate in one’s self. It is being taken care, still caring it but couldn’t achieve to ponder it within me by the person lying to my right. Seeded me the art of reading books; Motivated me to scribble some shabby stories; Boosted me to enter into cine field and achieve something (but I cared only for ‘Boost’ and left out ‘ted’). By the way, who’s that? My second elder SISTER. “Try Journalism; Or Direction; Or story writing; Achieve something”. But I never cared of. I would say, I would be one of the luckiest to get them in my life. Yes again, what would be my part in their life?

              I woke up and went to the upstairs. Does Igloo have any upstairs? Of course. My Igloo does have upstairs. None stood beside me but I imagined myself someone is in front of me though he is some 150kms far from me. Who is he? The person who stood up and took care of my Igloo’s reputation to some sort which I failed to do so; person who speaks out rarely; person with innate talents; we do share a lot not by words but through silence. He is none other than my younger BRO. I can’t write more about him and don’t ask me why. Since that’s the way we are and it’s quite complicated.

  Out of 6, 5 characters came around ‘I’ and who is that ‘I’? What’s his position? Who is he in that Igloo? All he could say is it’s a hypothetical question He said it’s the heaven with hugs and thud. True. What ‘I’ is gonna do to the Igloo? Only Time would decide it.

                   "Bound with Love and affection-It’s the place called HOME”

Oh my Love!

It’s as sharp as your eyes

It’s as deep as your vision

It’s as keen as your ears

What’s it my sweet heart?

It’s your own heart Oh my Love!

It’s so simple as that

It’s so complicated than that

It’s so genuine  as this

What’s that and this my darling?

It’s your flawless words and speech Oh my Love!

It’s for your happiness I run

It’s for your life I chase

It’s for your sophistication I starve

Why do I do all these my honey?

It’s for your LOVE upon me oh my Love!

Are you near me my dear?

Where do you stay my Love?

How do you look my better one?

Wherever you are, however you are –You are always

My dearer Oh my Love!

[NOTE: The above crap is neither a poem nor a prose. Its just a mere scribbling]

Bl!ssful moments!

Life persuades us to an extent to step forward but dissuades us most of the time. Is it so? Or do we hallucinate ourselves whether we are persuaded or dissuaded. “Happiness and Sadness”- Do these stay  as an instinct in one’s own life?. Whatever it is, it’s all part and parcel of our life. Let me cite out certain Blissful moments in one’s life(From a man’s point of view since I am a zero in reading women’s threaded mind). Here I go and I caution you not to proceed if you are in Happy mood .(Since I can’t bear people yelling at me ‘Go to Hell’ ). People aching in heart and soul do enter in.

At times of crisis, at moments of detachment, at seconds of drop of a tear which each and everyone would’ve underwent (undergoing)in their life speaks out they are in deep trouble. The best solution to this was, is, will be, Solitude. In solitude, I was thinking

that all they need is a puff with a Tobacco content in their left fingers and a beer  with 6% alcohol at their right. Am I right?  If so, sooner I would be packed to hell. Then what’s the alternative? That is where I am nearing in. Here I come with a bang. Simple. MUSIC. If one feels lonely, detached, at the verge of cry then try it out with a solemnity of hearing MUSIC of one’s own taste. Music cannot cure the deficiency or disease at soul though, but could console and bring peace at that moment. Be it Beethovan or Akon, Ilayaraja or ARR, Yuvan or GV, feel the bliss and sense of relaxation.

Imagine a situation where a Graduate(May be myself) comes out of the Interview after being chucked out. The reason?  Due to the below program.

If(I >Technical skill)

begin

 {

      Selection<= Lets discuss the  package

      elseif(I < Technical skill)

      Selection<=Exit or Shall I shit at you.

      elseif(I =Technical skill)

      Selection<= Come up with 5 year’s experience

 }

end if.

He exits with great anger and frustration not towards the interviewer but towards himself. The exit landed him in his living room where he caught hold of the sight of a Carrom Board . Though he was not a pro in it ,for about 30 minutes or so, solo  play went on.  Later it turned on with an opponent which resulted in end of game within 4

moves. Who had won???  The Graduate.  Again it tuned to 4 member game and still the game  ended within 3 move arounds. Yet again Victory sat on The Graduates head. If one aspect  fails, turn up  the anger towards your interest and  incur the bliss in you. This is not a fiction story spun but a real incident cited out with experience.

If one is disturbed greatly in mind (not the disturbance due to Love I am insisting) , needs a certain clarification, then there must be a person, close enough to share their thoughts and views. This would make that person to sort out any circumstances as clear as crystal. Whom do I refer as the closest one?  A FRIEND. A close FRIEND.

Be it a person of our  gender or of opposite one, everything comes your way if they sit for you. If not near you, may be from far end either by chat or by their silence. A chat from a friend of one’s opposite gender until midnight  proves to be genuine only if it’s a healthy talk. Yes indeed. The world may utter ill talk at you. Yet, do not miss your close ones. It’s definite that you will come out of any disturbances if you have one of those. The end result- Bliss empowers both the giver and the benefitter. 

Here is the climax. The ultimate happiness which a youth might undergo is bound within 3 words-“I LOVE YOU(?!+-*/)”. Gone.  Everything would  stop  for a moment  if this is thrown to a guy. He then starts these:

Sun near the moon

Moon near the stars

Stars near the galaxy

I am near you

But your glowing face is  nowhere near to us.

You stopped me from becoming a  pervert

You taught me what is real Love

You converted me from a youth  to man

Hence I promise you, I will be near you always only for you.

I bet you this is not blabbered by me from real experience but a fictious one. This feel of bliss hasn’t been experienced by me. If anyone has, please cherish it and for others wait for your turn as I  am waiting.

By the way who am I?  Just forget about me and if you had completed this blog , make a sigh of relief for at least you would have experienced any of these blissful moments. Always do remember,

‘Happiness dwells in heart. But this moment would vanish soon. So, cherish it to core”