Contented?

Each one of us have our priorities at different points of time. Contentment is closely linked to the same.

Searching for bright stones, amidst the vast desert, assuming that all those bright stones are gems, we sometimes loose the diamonds we already possessed!!





Disclaimer : The above picture was published with no intent of any monetary gain . ;-)

Miss Life

Life's lessons.

We have many teachers. But amongst all of those, probably the most influential one would be, Life. Here's is a few, that she taught me!

Statutory Warning : Incoherent thoughts ahead. Reader discretion advised.


a) When, you feel this is the worst that could happen to you, you are wrong. There could be things far worse.
b) When, you feel this is the best that could happen to you, you are wrong again. There could be things far better.
c) Sometimes, the acts which caused immense pain, to you,like this, can bring a smile when recollected.
d) Sometimes, life can just be too kind!!
e) Sometimes confusions are good!
f) Following the traffic rules can get you bumped by a car behind.
g) Majority need not be right!
h) You can never wipe the slate clean. Sometimes there are just visible marks on it, or worse, scars on the board.
i) The most entertaining, gripping, comical play you could ever watch would be titled , " Life".
j) Anonyomity is not a hindarance to bonding.
k) Life is a theatre, but you need to switch on the lights, move the screens and invite your audience.
l) Your instincts need'nt be right.
m) Sometimes you could just be "stuck in reverse" ( Okie, I like Cold Play's "Fix you" track :-))
n) Your views and opinions season.
o) Sometimes you may have just missed the point.
p) You are better off being on your own, than changing yourself for someone else!
q) Some folks can be the "solitary reapers" and some the "daffodils".
r) You can make a difference.
s) Corporate ladders are a cliche'. Escalators and lifts are in!
u) Some movies are just not worth your money, when some are just priceless.
v) Sometimes you need a Redo, Undo, Cut, Copy, Paste, Refresh icons to your application called Life.
w) If you don't, laugh at yourself, you are just letting others do that job.
x) Change is good.
y) There is nothing called , free food.
z) Sometimes, you just overlook. Opportunity, flaws, strengths et al.

PS : There was no 't' bullet, in this list. Did you notice that when you read first time? ;-). Aha ... there .. I just proved my last point!

Lance Jay's Expedition.

In news, Sujee, a friend of mine flew down from US marking the completion of his business trip. Speaking of Sujee, transports me back to that time ..........till that time my left foot hurts .....! Okie .. now go on .... read further to know what hapenned ....!


Once upon a time, in the pre IT boom era of medieval Bangalore , a new bicycle was launched. Bicycles ..er ....bikes as they were called ........were the in stuffs then. Street Cat, a 'bike' that had a funky seat and slick tyres. When, Street Cat was a rage, the world was wondering..... *exaggeration* that was the best 'biking' could get for a while........... and then Atlas Rebel was launched. Robust, rugged and tough .. this was one hell of a 'bike'. Sujee, one of the early birds, was a proud owner of this 'mean machine' .... er .... yeah that was in Std VII, now what was that smirk for??? ;-)


Anyway, the bike was delivered to his residence and he was all excited. Yes, we had to go on a ride on our respective bikes. When 'Tour de Tippasandra' , comes calling can Lance Jay be far away? Huh? *Any smirks on my name being derived from the legend is uncalled far* Oh, that reminds me ......at that point , before placing my order for a new bike, I had a "Raleigh" bicycle. No, it was not a bike!! It was a bicycle, what my grand dad had purchased for Rs.98 long back. Yes, i chose to ride that 'bicycle' and yes we were 'paralleling' ( thats bike speak for going parallel on on a busy road ;-)). It was a steep down and we guys were crusing along. Rebel was gliding along smoothly, when .... I had to do some additional work to keep my Raleigh in parallel.



At a certain point ...... I could sense a eerie silence but an expression of shock in Sujee's countenance. As i traced what he was looking at, i realized something startling ........ the brake shoes of the back wheel ....were just dangling . One look at them , seemed they were mocking at me !! In despair, i try the front wheel brakes, hoping for some support! No .... I guess fate had other plans ........... there were no brake shoes in the first place!


Survival, being the most basic instinct, kicked in .....! Sujee moved to my right, a human shield, to avoid me being exposed directly to the traffic. It's good to have friends. :-) I had to come to a crash halt and i had to evaluate my options soon. I was gathering more pace as the gradient was tilting to the higher side. I had a few options , each one of them measured up as the deep blue sea to the other devil. There we remnants of a borewell, a set of logs and a sand heap near a construction site. Borewells and logs seemed a higher risk and the sand heap seemed the safest. I navigated , used my foot to reduce some pace and directed the bicycle towards the sand heap. THUD!!! The contact with the heap jolted me right from the vehicle and i was hurled to some distance, as i just shielded my cranial section to avoid any concussions!! THUD!! It took some time to come in grips with the situation and as i just managed to get back on foot, i retraced my path back to the crash site. I was still wondering, how a sand heap could inflict such damage ...! The crash site , had an indication that what lay there was my bicycle and as i carefully noticed, the heap was not a sand heap at all! It was hardened concrete!! Some, good samaritan had covered it with sand!I wondered what his(/her) intention, could have been, behind such an altruitsic gesture!!Let me guess ..... maybe it was a ploy to trick desperate "crash site hunting cyclist(s)" aka me!!! The borewell or the logs would have been a much better option! Heck, even the traffic wouldn't have hurt this much!!


As i was walking back home that day..... just one thought lingered .... if I could just meet that good samaritan ...........!