Passion

My blood flows with high speeds.
And heart beats aloud.
I walk fast.
And I talk with all energy flowing to mouth.
I care for my beloved.
I care and so don't dare to see a drop of tear from them.
I am a passionate guy.
And so I give my complete self.

Life runs slowly in reality.
It runs as destined.
World follows simple rules.
It follows the rules of nature.
People depart.
They do without reasons.
Distance begets closeness.
I fail to realize the least.
I failed to realize all these.
I am so passionate about life too.
I forget to see the other side of the coin.

This was one of the poems I wrote when I was in Infy. It came out of me to console myself when magic moments flew past my imagination. I had to conclude things to frame new moments. To look for new moments.

But these moments turn out to be magic when left alone. Truth is stranger than fiction. Flow with the rules of nature. All moments turn out to be magic and miracles.The last line of the poem says " I forget to see the other side of the coin ". Now I don't want to see how many sides a coin has. But the passion continues.....

Triathlon and Social Service

Myself and sudhir started a funny triathlon race... We were initially going to the swimming pool by bike and run after getting back home... The bike was not fitting the scene as it was time for physical exertion.. Decided to get cycle in instead of the bike.. But only one cycle :-(.. Then we remembered Bangalore Hash's chennai - pondy relay race. There were a van full of runners pacing the runner. When the runner gets tired, he/she gets into the van and another runner continues the race... The idea was flicked... It's 4.5 k to the pool from home.. I run in the morning with sudhir pacing me with the cycle and roles swapped while returning.. And of course swimming in the pool :-)

People were staring at us with surprise throughout... They might be thinking that either we are wierdos ( In which case they are right ) or staring out of jealousy... If they can imbibe cycling and running seeing us, then good for them... We felt we were doing a strange kind of social service though our idea of triathlon was out of complete selfishness:-)

Guptagamini

The river of love which was flowing as guptagamini for past one and half years has emerged back to surface with full flow. It's destination is to reach the ocean, which lies within.