i thought of writing something today..
after a long gap i m here sitting in front of a PC and thinking of doing something as mundane as mentioned above.
how come i can write anything just for the sake of writing something..
there is no inherent desire, no adrenal rush , no hunger to fill some white space even no subject as such to ponder..
though i m here vaguely wishing that something will emerge out out of my mundane word crunching..
some order out of inherent chaos..

Let me start by pondering how was my last 5 yrs after joining L&T..

i roamed lot...yes it was a definite truth......
i got chance to see many vernaculars which i thought didn't have any difference and tried to utter some of them though it was like testing tea and trying to tell the difference to the uninitiated in aroma business..
i was fluent but my listener seems to stuck in that sane activity..
note:- visual sense of a lung-neck-nasal activity is not a misnomer..
then south India ..yup my last 5 yr were in south india, is a beautiful country..
wondering in front of magnanimous structural wonder with full bosom-ed curved architecture stoned to immortality made my imagination more virile.. n living creature of of present kernataka used to compete n believe my words compete well.....
those imprints on my imaginative fertile mind are carved ..

black ... is it the color of beauty.. imagination apart you just need to go near mysore to see a granite monolith of a big bull, a virile hegemonic animal...waiting for the lord...or if you dare to differ mahabali will show you the way..
or go n roam some olden cities of India that was...
kumbakonam..., tanjavoor, trichanapally, mahabalipuram, kanchipuram.......list goes on..each have its distinct memory..
they doesn't mingle there is something special of each place....which makes you remember those name with some nostalgia...
here sitting in the capital of bharat...it is difficult to even imagine how wonderful our country is..
so many distinct flavour of a soul ..
devour it..
enjoy it ..
mingle your existence n become the one..
...

will be continued..
[:)]

to some one ..for whome i have been made..

love you love you love you love you love you love you