Well, where do we start today? Ok, lets do the favorite... What is the purpose of human existence? Damn, is that a difficult question. Who the fuck cares? Let me go on rambling...
A double large (90*2) Bacardi Gold, the Puerto Rican Rum @ 40% ALC by Vol is what I am having. With Cheetos crunchy that is made with real cheese, who cares about my ramblings. Who does even read blogs anymore. When you travel in your thirties (35 precisely), introspection doesnt bring too much joy. You got to have friends who listen to read the blogs. Do I have any left over? Did I even have any to start with? Again a friend is just a thing! Who bothers? Life moves on so fast, no body has the time to stand and stare. Only if I tried to look upon someone as a friend will another look upon me as one. I am neither standing nor staring.
It is 7PM PST on the 26th of October 2015. I am now executing projects coming my way. My first client doesnt respond anymore because of the small duel we had. Although he is from New York, he has engaged with his country mate (maybe) to proceed with projects, the payment is pending though and considerable amount too (~$6000). I have moved on to projects from my friends. A project from my acquaintance with a person from my current company. The work is coming along just fine - payment was anyways not a part of the deal but it might shape into later phases or projects. A project from my childhood friend is shaping up but the deal is not through yet. As far as work, nothing interesting... just goes along everyday. Well, the past is keeping things calm!
Been married for 2 years now. Although my wife would say 2 years, 5 months and 11 days, I would try not to interfere. A baby is due. But my heart doesnt celebrate just yet especially with the past experiences. Even with two past miscarriages, my wife, though is celebrating. With "valakaapu" on November 16th and the due date on February 15th, 2016, shouldnt I be enjoying too? Well, pain in the heart is too heavy about the past and doesnt want to cut to happiness just yet.
All these for what?
Damn, nothing!
And what is the past?
Damn, nothing!
Becoming a person with a cold heart is what is left over. But isnt the past that shapes the future to be blamed? Well as Sivaji in Parasakthi becomes cold, so do I. But human existence? And all the petty fights about tamil (language), dravidian (race), tamilian / indian (place), reddy (caste), piece-of-land/relationships/etc lead to where?
You come to USA because fate brings you, you were born, because fate brings you. But what are we doing at all? At the very least, if not able to crack the code for existence, just pass on the generations. Just like following temple superstitions given to you by your origin to your future generations, pass on the existence as well. May be some later generation can crack it all up.
A double large (90*2) Bacardi Gold, the Puerto Rican Rum @ 40% ALC by Vol is what I am having. With Cheetos crunchy that is made with real cheese, who cares about my ramblings. Who does even read blogs anymore. When you travel in your thirties (35 precisely), introspection doesnt bring too much joy. You got to have friends who listen to read the blogs. Do I have any left over? Did I even have any to start with? Again a friend is just a thing! Who bothers? Life moves on so fast, no body has the time to stand and stare. Only if I tried to look upon someone as a friend will another look upon me as one. I am neither standing nor staring.
It is 7PM PST on the 26th of October 2015. I am now executing projects coming my way. My first client doesnt respond anymore because of the small duel we had. Although he is from New York, he has engaged with his country mate (maybe) to proceed with projects, the payment is pending though and considerable amount too (~$6000). I have moved on to projects from my friends. A project from my acquaintance with a person from my current company. The work is coming along just fine - payment was anyways not a part of the deal but it might shape into later phases or projects. A project from my childhood friend is shaping up but the deal is not through yet. As far as work, nothing interesting... just goes along everyday. Well, the past is keeping things calm!
Been married for 2 years now. Although my wife would say 2 years, 5 months and 11 days, I would try not to interfere. A baby is due. But my heart doesnt celebrate just yet especially with the past experiences. Even with two past miscarriages, my wife, though is celebrating. With "valakaapu" on November 16th and the due date on February 15th, 2016, shouldnt I be enjoying too? Well, pain in the heart is too heavy about the past and doesnt want to cut to happiness just yet.
All these for what?
Damn, nothing!
And what is the past?
Damn, nothing!
Becoming a person with a cold heart is what is left over. But isnt the past that shapes the future to be blamed? Well as Sivaji in Parasakthi becomes cold, so do I. But human existence? And all the petty fights about tamil (language), dravidian (race), tamilian / indian (place), reddy (caste), piece-of-land/relationships/etc lead to where?
You come to USA because fate brings you, you were born, because fate brings you. But what are we doing at all? At the very least, if not able to crack the code for existence, just pass on the generations. Just like following temple superstitions given to you by your origin to your future generations, pass on the existence as well. May be some later generation can crack it all up.
