U-Know-Who deserves to be on blog, which is why i am here, donning the role of Narrator. I shall be writing a series of adventures/anecdotes from the bygone or rather...untold chapters in the "The Life of You-Know-Who". But you must note that every detail i give is as per the narration of U-Know-Who himself. Though you are free to interpret the adventures in anyway you wish, you cannot question their authenticity whatsoever.

Centuries ago, one wise-man who found out some strange things related to Human Brain recorded those secrets in his note-book and went home. The secrets, the legend says, are so dangerous that it has strange effects..not on people who read them...but on the people whose ears fall prey to them.Back home, during dinner time, he got enraged because his wife didnt put suffcient cardamom spices in the curry and yelled at her. So, when he goes to sleep after dinner..his wife opened the book and out of curiousity, she read aloud those closely-guarded secrets. His ears wrinkled...his brain developed punctures...the room was filled with light..and God appeared. God said that he has to bear a curse for being so negligent with the secrets of the brain. Centuries later, in Kaliyuga( when God cannot be seen), God said, he would be born with an extra-ordinary skill whose direct impact would be felt on brain. The God disappeared , taking alongwith him...the wife of this wise-man.

How many years have passed and how many centuries have passed. But on one fine night, in Kaliyuga,a boy was born on planet earth, in south-india, following which there was a huge storm. Thunders from clouds... the gadgets at meteorological department got jammed. Radio stations emitted strange sounds. Down south, people, in a typical south-indian accent asked each other, "you know who is responsible for all this?". Slowly the question spread like news, in and around south-india and everybody began to believe "you-know-who is resonsible for all this".

The boy later came to be known as u-know-who.

Though not much has been revealed as yet, about his childhood, Time shall unfold every chapter sooner or later and the world shall wake up to The Legend Of U-Know-Who...through my blog.

This 23-24 yr old guy, from Hyderabad, has a tall-lean body. Stony face..Spectacles. Loves to smoke 6 cigarettes a day. And most importantly, loves to talk...so much that people close to him might consider to send him to blabbering..er...sorry...talking competitions. and his favourite topics are the ones centered around his own life. Now ok, he is not that narcissistic ok..but to be honest, he is very helpful with people...only at the cost of talking escapades.

I dont wish to write more about his personality. The adventures reveal a lot more. So, let me start off without any delay...
Coming up.."You-Know-Who----the Saviour"

Taking the inspiration from various comic-strips, i am coming up with my own character. At the onset, i couldnt really figure out the name suitable for the character. However, after much deliberation and suggestions, i have zeroed in the name as U-KNOW-WHO.
i shall kick start the adventure series very soon...Keep checking this space.

The first post would be a brief description about the character.dont miss it.

credits : J.K.Rowling, Divya( wise-moron), my friends...

and last but the least..U-KNOW-WHO himself.

How does one traverse the fissure between the thoughts and the routine..or so to say...between what you long forand what you really do?The JAM which you feel in life, after which there comes a phase of stagnation...how can you grow beyond it?

many a times, i am baffled by/with this thought, because i myself feel severe stagnation to the depths. It is like as if you have stopped growing beyond a stage. You know the next stages, the future stages...you imagine it...you understand it..yet you cannot reach out for it, for you are tied to the mundane routines of daily life, to the extent that the urge to make an attempt dies out atthe end of a tired day.

People say "you grow more...when you read more..and learn more"..Given the obstinate demands and goals we set for ourselves to make a living(supposedly a better one..), how the hell can we take out time to read..and then think..and then even execute what we've learnt. Some others say " you grow more..when you observe people..talk to them"..would i buy that? not completely though. As more and more mechanical-ity sets in...into our lives as such..the perspective of connecting with people becomes discrete rather than being a continuous process.and i think few observations dont make up a learning. There must be many more channels through which we yearn to grow up..Because not all..work right for all.May be each of us set out to seek our own path..with a direction presumably. But how do we know that we are heading right, even if we are trying to?
Like one nice writer once questioned himself, " I gave my life to become the person i am right now. Was it worth it?".

My most favourite Kids songs from Indian Films :

1. Naani teri Morni : Hemanth Kumar.

This song, from film "Masoom" (1960) , was sung by Ranu Mukherjee, Hemanth Kumar's daughter. Wonderful song, probably the benchmark for a song which is really meant for kids aged below 5 yrs.

2. Lakdi Ki Kaati : R.D.Burman.

Coincidentally, this song is also from a film "Masoom" (1983).this Shekhar Kapur's screen adaptation of Erich Segal's "Man,Woman & Child" , had fantastic music by R.D.Burman. each song has a different mood. 2 kids sang this song, one being preethi uttam. when i was a kid, my parents say, i always used to insist on playing this song. and even now, i find it extremely hummable.

3. My dear Kuttichethan : Ilaiyaraaja.

This film was dubbed into other languages as well (chota chethan in hindi), as it was a 3-D film for Kids. The soundtrack by Ilaiyaraaja is a brilliant( and rare) one.

4. Anjali : Ilaiyaraaja.

Maniratnam's "Anjali" (1990) is another film, whose complete soundtrack is my favourite.I cant choose just 1 or 2 songs but the complete soundtrack. Also, it is one of those few albums of Ilaiyaraaja, which had unique sound/presentation/genre..something which he didnt repeat in any other film.

After these, none could really make an impact.

Rewind : In the year 2002, a friend gave a cue,"Dancing Soul", to me and ravi. and we both decided to come up with whatever we could think off, from this phrase "Dancing Soul". We did. This is my version, in which, i took the liberty to use the title of a composition by "Shakti" (one of the greatest fusion bands..which had John McLaughin,Zakir Hussain,L.Shankar). The last four lines, comprise that title ( not just the title..even the track is amazing, if at all, any of you have heard it...).I do not have Ravi's version with me but i would be glad if he can put it up on his blog.

Beyond the day sky,
Rinsed in the rays of red,
And the night sky, jeweled,
With stars and smiles of moonlight,
The dark clouds and silhouettes,
With rainbows sweeping across…
Beyond the bounded ecstasies,
And torrents of pain,
Faceless anonymities called shadows,
Starving reflections called images,
Breezy waves of realities,
And fluttering curtains of illusions…

Beyond the streams of time,
From which bubble the eternal questions,
Of life and death,
Scattering my body,
To longings and meditations,
I drift giving up,
My only possession—freedom,
On the pinnacles of sheer delight,
Only to seek his love,
For freedom is of earth,
And love is of heaven.

And my creeping visions,
Set my numb sensations awake,
With a slicing melody,
And vibrant rhythms,
When I felt him, within,
And beyond the horizons of crimson desires.
Amidst the audience of angels,
What need I have for that,
What need I have for this,
I am dancing at the feet of my lord,
All is bliss…… all is bliss.

Balance Sheet :

The final outcome, after some Shit, given to us, is classified in order to strike a balance between both sides considered for classification.

Generally, the shit involves data with numbers.

Origin: Originally used phrase is "balance Shit"...since it involves a tedious proceedure, many accountants elongated the shit to sheet, which is currently in vogue.

something is missing in life. I havent been writing anything since aeons, and the itch has already started. also, with more time available to listen to music, i have come up with a good reason which can keep my writing-bug..on its toes. Today i kick-started the Fantastic combinations series on my "musicmavericks" blog. Currently, i am re-tracing the career graph of the "maniratnam-ilaiyaraaja" combination, which has given some fantastic music in the 80s and early 90s. Ravi is my partner-in-chime. i hope we can put up something worth, in the days ahead.

meanwhile, the creative department(or compartment) of my mind seems to be jammed completely, for i am unable to update anything on this blog. ofcourse, i cannot write just for the sake of obligation(towards myself again..). huh! a blog...and an obligation...sounds like a weird movie title..what could be the relationship!! there is. now that the blog(any blog..for that matter) has some readers, who keep checking it out..for updates. but i sometimes wonder, "do people really have patience to read about some one's life"..now ok..this thought is based on the assumption that a certain blog is about a person's life..his/her daily life or something of that sort...would anyone be interested? if yes, why? that doesnt mean that i am completely ego-centric or selfish (although i do have that virtue)..but,i do have this thought at times.also, if a person is writing about his/her life, on blog, then does he/she have the infinite freedom to post whatever he/she wants to. i really doubt that. everyone needs to censor something or the other, to avoid some controversy ( thats a big word..but..de-magnify it..).
still, we post. sometimes, even when we dont know what to post. is that an obligation(towards oneself again..)? Hmm! A Blog...and an Obligation...

now dont ask me, if i feel the same. all i can say it that, the itch...is minifying.

On the flip side:

look at the words!! A Blog...and an Obligation...there is already a blog in the word obligation...ok, now, fuse them..and u have "blogligation"..hmm! new word..meaningless though!