Washing away my sins...........

This rivulet is called the Papanashini ( Destroyer of Sins for those uninitiated to the Sanskrit Language ). According to popular Hindu belief it is the 3 "dip" path to Moksha ( salvation ). It is widely believed that 3 dips are enough to wash away all your earthly sins ( I took 9 as a precaution ). It is also one of the sacred places where Hindus come to perform the last rites of their kith and kin. This rivulet flows down a hillock which makes the water refreshingly cool and clear. A must go for all you sinners out there. 

Foggy drop...

 

The temple we went to....

 

A lake in the midst of hills...

 

Vayanad !!! U must go there

 

The house where we stayed....

 

Exorcising the Demon - Part I

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I was out of breath by the time I reached the 88th step. It did not surprise me. It takes very little to knock the breath out of me. What surprised me was that I made it till here. I looked down from the 3rd floor, and heard the hollow,taunting laugh followed by the sickening tippity-tap sound of bone meeting the polished marble steps. It was still there, and gaining fast. Mortal fear reared it's desperate head once more. "Concentrate" it told me, " just a few more steps and then a dash to the desk". Tearing my eyes away from the cold gaze of death I bounded up the remaining 20 steps, ignoring the searing pain in my legs from running a whole kilometer, and climbing up those 88 steps which assumed humongous proportions with each step.

Finally, the third floor, another hundred meters or so to safety. I plucked up some courage and stole a glance back just in time to see the horrifying bag of bones and putrid flesh rounding up last fleet of stairs. Not wanting to contemplate on the consequences of not making it in time I looked away for one last time and sprinted down the corridor which wore a deserted look of foreboding. To my right the elevator doors opened and closed invitingly,with its lights flashing on and off in tune. Ignoring them I rounded the corner into the vast hallway. I was halfway there. The sick tapping increased in urgency and intensity, which meant that it was not far off. Not that I dared to look back now. Not now when I was almost there. At that very moment my desk came into view. Twenty meters more. I willed myself on. Driven by pure adrenaline and the vile breath of the creature on the nape of my neck I pushed myself on. 15, 10,5..... Almost there. I heard the hollow laugh once more, and looked back to see the demon crouched low like a hungry cat ready to pounce on its hapless prey. "Dont give up", the voice in my head was back, "You can't give up", it screamed at me. And then it happened......

Back after a bigger break....

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I have really lost track of how long it has been since I last wrote. Maybe I was afflicted by a severe case of blue . Anywayz back now and have resolved ( I have a steely resolve mind you ) to get back to my scribbling ways ( U should hear what the teachers back in school used to say about my handwriting )...

My sincere apologies to all those who used to check the blog.

Blue inside out..............

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Don't tell me people that there has not been a single day in your life when you felt down and out. I personally am one of those people with a positive attitude (not bragging), but even I have my blue days.

Still don't know what blue means. Ask the people mentioned below and they will tell you :-

a) An engineering graduate searching for a (software) job while all his classmates have been placed in top-notch companies.

b) A guy who loves a girl but holds back from telling her because he knows that he can't spend the rest of his life with her becoz of some damn reason.

c) A successful businessman with a not so successful family life.

I am not going to bore you with an extensive list because the power of blue is so great that it can strike at any particular moment of time and the beauty of it is that it doesn't even need a reason.

Hold on. The question you might wanna ask at this point of time is "Why is this guy writing all this ?" , "Is he depressed ?" ,"Is he trying to make us depressed ?". Woah ho hold on people that's not the idea here. I am just discussing a general feeling which all of us go through at some point of time.

All this talk about blue and I haven't told you why I am talking about this. Blue happens to be my favourite colour. It has always been and it was much later in life that I realised that blue had this other meaning attached to it too.

What do you ppl think abt the colour blue....?

Back after the break………..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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It’s been a long time. The pressure of work has kept me from updating my blog. It has been testing times for me. Climbing up the social ladder always is.

Luck has introduced me to many poets and dreamers and within these few months, I have got to more of than I had ever seen put together. Very inspiring people they are. It’s after seeing these totally chilled out people that I rediscovered my urge to write. I don’t even know if people are visiting the page anymore, but to those out there who have not lost hope that I will write again “Thank you”.

Guess that’s enough of a comeback note. Will get back to you with more. Till then keep dreaming folks……………………