Thoughts of an Eccentric Guy

" Gurur-Brahmaa Gurur-Vissnnur-Gururdevo Maheshvarah | Gurur Sakshat  Param Brahma Tasmai Shrii-Gurave Namah ||1||" Meaning: 1.1:  The  Guru  is  Brahma , the  Guru  is  Vishnu , the  Guru Deva  is  Maheswara  (Shiva), 1.2:  The  Guru  is  Verily  the  Para-Brahman  (Supreme Brahman);  Salutations to that Guru . While travelling to a destination, we see markers along the way that show us different exits and junctions. These markers help us reach our destination. They show us the way we could take. Similarly, God has set Teachers along life to direct us towards our destination. My journey towards a particular destination started in my 9th class at Navy Children School, Vizag. The first decision of taking Sanskrit or Hindi. And the first teacher who inspired me to study for knowledge was Veena Mam. She imbibed the wonder that is Sanskrit and taught us so well that we could even ...

The day I was about to board the plane to California, I had mixed feelings. A part of me was completely filled with enthusiasm about my first 30-hour plane trip and the excitement of going to a new place… A new country! Another part was thinking of all the things I would miss from India, including my family and friends. Leaving so many people whom you care about behind and moving to a completely new place is definitely one of the worst feelings I have had! It hurt! A lot. As I was walking away from my parents and family in the terminal, I had tears in my eyes. Tears whose meaning I wasn’t sure of. Happiness that I had succeeded in my ambition to study abroad. Or fear that the next days of my life are going to be far away from my home. My journey from Hyderabad to San Jose, was full of introspection interspersed by the anxiety of missing my next flight and the pain associated with the imbalance of air pressure. My thoughts were filled with imaginary scenar...

I understand that I am no Vasco da Gama or Gandhiji to write about my "Travels"or "Experiments", but then I have always felt that the mistakes I make and the good things I do, help others in planning their future. And I feel that the experience I had in this time is worth writing a post. When I was starting from Bangalore on the 26th, I was pretty dejected as I had no set target or even options in mind. Also, I didn't believe that the Love Story I had been writing ( I Found Her ) had any chance of becoming real. So, I was almost dejected and expected my next few days to be really bad what with being jobless. It wasn't long before I got warned by my parents that I shouldn't waste time and should get a job as soon as possible. The night I reached Hyderabad, my future felt so bleak and almost hopeless that I cried myself to sleep. The next day morning my happiness knew no bounds as I received an admit mail from San Jose State University (SJSU) for...

"On the floor a child is sitting on a carpet and his cries echo all through the house. His mom tries a hundred and one ways as do every mother. But as it happens with every other household, the baby does not stop his wailing. The Dad comes in and even he tries as many ways as he can including scolding the poor little guy. But what to do... The baby does not understand nor does he care." Till now the incident that I have described is an incident that has happened or will happen and might still be happening in most of the houses... (I fear saying all cause there will be exceptions to every hypothesis...!!!!) But that which follows happened in my home (in fact with me!) : "The mother, as if struck by a brainwave, took out a comic book from a nearby book case and showed it to the sobbing kid. The crying came to an abrupt stop. The little kid took that book and  tore all the pages   in an attempt to touch all the pictures in the silly book (The video is just a simi...