Indian Thinker : Mr Endangered Thoughts

all of a sudden I realized I am living someone else's dream oh wait I had this same dream and now I am in it and now when I am in this dream my dream is something else, something more bigger pity the human brain my soul might be thinking

I am a lover, waiting for that eternal rain, The rain destined to cleanse my soul, Preparing it for the one who is meant to claim The place that has always been hers alone. Born a lover, of rain and the misty moon, It’s no wonder my soul yearns for her— She is the misty moon, in a rain-soaked night, The light that softens shadows deep. I can’t recall where we last crossed paths, For I cannot see the lives we’ve lived, But she can; her soul remembers, And that’s why I know she’ll come— To take her rightful place once more.

Am I hiding something ? Have I buried something ? Do you know something? I traded my soul to the devil for that thing Because I wanted that thing That gave you deep sting So deep that sting, so deep that sting Now you don't even know what is the thing

Everything is determined, the beginning as well as the end, by forces over which we have no control. It is determined for the insect, as well as for the star. Human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust, we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper. Einstein believed in that invisible piper, the question is, do you? We all thought of this question several times in our life. Is there a god? The same question that has been in the mind of every single individual who has once roamed this planet. Once I asked a friend this question and his reply was very funny, "i don't know whether the god exists or not but I'll believe it exists because i don't want to be in it's bad book if at all it exists. I am sure many of my readers too are people like him who believes in god just to be in a safe zone.  Lately I had this very strange idea while thinking about God. What if god's just some set of law? Like gravity for example, the ...

He stood there still. He knew who it was, he never bothered to turn. "So you are the Ram who travelled all the way for his Sita ?" asked the cold low tone to Aadi with his right hand on his shoulder. This was the first time he was meeting this man but Aadi knew who he was and he guessed what he want. He never had the strength to speak back. He was a lost man. "You have a pretty strong arm my son, something which went into that river usually never comes back. You are not so tough as I heard" said the man in a mocking cold tone. "What do you want?" replied Aadi finally. "The question is not what I want, the question is what you want",continued the stranger. Aadi gulped and spoke "Your daughter". John Varghese,a strong msn in his mid sixties, father to Poornima Varghese, he reached US way back in the 80s. Struggled hard to build what he has today. The only thing that he lost during this time was his Indian citizenship. Aadi never li...

"I am a good, god fearing christian" some thing that she used to stress a lot. That was true, she always held her beliefs close. She always had a clear idea what she was and what her limits were. Unlike Aadi who always tried to break limits she was more practical. Poornima, meant full moon. "She's the closest thing ever to a full moon" Aadi used to say. It was quite right. She was beautiful. 5'5 tall, average weight (may be a little more, but who cares), dark eyes, and had a very beautiful heart. Aadi remembers an incident where he asked Poornima about the number of children she wishes to have. "4, may be 4+2 with two adopted ones", she replied. Aadi couldn't stop his laughter "and how are you going to feed them dear" mocked Aadi. "When you have mouths to feed, you will find a way" her reply was stern and serious. That was Poornima, when she talk about life she meant business, she never took life lightly. May be that'...

Kempegowda International airport in Banglore is one of the busiest airports in South India. Majestic and beautiful like the city itself. Aadi slowly moved towards the check in counter for getting his boarding pass. He showed his tickets to the lady there, "Happy flight to Guwahati" said she and gave that orchestrated smile. You know how they smile. He reached Banglore from Kochi couple of hours back its a connection flight to Guwahati. Its his second trip to the city and he was all packed up to become an IITian. The Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs) are among the most difficult schools in the world to get into. The University of Oxford accepts one out of five applicants. IITs take in just one out of 50. So it is little wonder that for any Indian child with ambitions, getting into an IIT looks like the pinnacle of achievement. Aadi too dreamt of getting into an IIT. Its vibrance and diversity always attracted him, more than that he was attracted towards the public atti...