On a brain vacation

The will to write is sometimes just not enough to make you write…Sometimes it takes a lot more than a sudden burst of immense youthful energy and revolutionary thoughts…And sometimes a lot more than an immaculate vocabulary to come up with even a single sentence…Sometimes the mind just goes blank without any memory of ever learning the technique of expressing itself through the ‘art of writing’…!
And yet sometimes the brain has not been polished enough to take up the ‘art’ or maybe sometimes it goes on a long vacation tired of burdening itself for making out logic from absurd…and every time come up with a new passage of genius thoughts to write, leaving behind scars from the brutal war between inherited ignorance and earned knowledge…

These scars can even become a reason for losing sanity…they need their time to heal…
Sometimes it really needs one hell of an effort to convince the brain to ask the will of your hands to sit in front of a keyboard and ask the fingers to start pressing some keys…!
And yet even after such a long vacation of slumber, the bloody brain (my brain!) still didn’t forget the places the fingers used to visit to meet their beloved…THE KEYS!(I mean the placing of keys on the qwerty keyboard…!!!)
It’s almost as if a love affair between the brain and the keyboard through fingers as an intermediating body…Or maybe a love triangle…!!!

Such crazy thoughts are just a few symptoms of this ‘brain block syndrome’ which has kept me away from my passion…passion to write my heart out
A rusted rough mind which has lost the skill and touch needed to take up the art of polished writing…!
The cerebrum might be partially damaged due to the continuous overburdening of its think tank in the past or maybe the tank might have fired a few missiles back at the thoughts which used to fire it up…!
This brain vacation is something as difficult to fight as it is to comprehend the last few paragraphs of utter bullshit…!!!(Gosh sometimes even a sleeping cerebrum can come up with such authentic sounding, praisworthy bullshit! )

This mind vacation is so difficult to overcome that not even the will power of the brain itself is strong enough to create a way for a passage of thoughts to flow through…Maybe sometimes where there is a will there ain’t a way…(What if the will itself is corrupt and has sided with the brain…!!!)…Now really it proves my point…I am on the verge of losing sanity…!!! (and I am so unfit to write!)
Dear folks, it’s called mind block syndrome…!

Hey folks…You may go ahead and shout out loud at this waste of time…the confusing, meaningless BULLSHIT…start cursing me or do what ever you want to, but I hardly care because my brain has stopped taking any offences…The offences which made it write when the paradise (valley) burnt or when a true spirit was murdered or when a divine intervention never happened…!!!

Maybe this imaginary vacation might never end and I will never ever see the old brain which used to give me some ideas thoughts and inspiration to type on this beautiful keyboard (there it goes again…told you “it’s” totally hitting on this keyboard !!!)…

Maybe the mind is trying to play some mind games…(here I go again with another insane thought…!!!)
Really it pisses me off to see such an immense talent for writing being ruined by an insane brain vacation which has kept my fingers away from the beautiful keyboard since ages…(almost a year now)
Let’s pray and hope for the reunion of the romantic fingers and the beautiful keyboard…A short lived marriage which made me blog for a year with some virtual success and imaginary fan following…

And there it goes again….ALL BLANK…

“I can’t feel no pain for others anymore, I am occupied with my own agony…I can’t see no injustice anymore, I am blind with my own dreams…I can’t raise a voice anymore, I am speaking only for my own sake…”

Maybe unknowingly we all are on a brain vacation...

One day to live

"Uno Dos Tres!"...It kept me waiting for almost three long months, and here it is...finally one more blog to add to the already other two on "BITS and PIECES" from fellow batch mates...Although it took more than four long months but the first hatrick being completed I expect many more blogs to follow (hopefully in this lifetime only..!!!)...So here it is a beautifull poem by a fellow class mate

One Day To Live
One day, a butterfly emerged from its cocoon,
And thought of all the things life could give,
It prayed to god to be with her,
Because she had only one day to live....

She wanted to see the whole world
She had many wishes to fulfil,
But all she had was one day with her,
And the day was at her will

She went from every flower to flower wishing everyone,
She met every plant tree
She left no one...

The morning passed peacefully
And slowly afternoon came
She sang and danced with the others
But in heart she knew everything was not the same

And as the night started,
To light its bright silvery stars
The butterfly bid goodbye to all
And started its journey afar...

And everyone had tears in their eyes,
Cause nobody had as much to give
As the little butterfly had given,
Who had only one day to live...

By Manshila Adlakha

(Manshila is also a fellow class mate and a computer programming genius...A master in C++ and a passionate novel addict...A really sweet person to talk with...And still somehow NOT a 'NERD'..Infact something totally opposite..!)

In Gods lap

“If you want to find God, find him in yourself...
And if you still can’t...then head for the mountains...!”

The magnificent Himalayas surrounding the Kashmir valley protect it like a great wall against the mythical dragons and evil spirits...the mountain range provides the valley with breathtaking natural beauty and its own patches of paradise on earth...It also provides mountaineers with great opportunities to conquer the mightiest mountains and the toughest peaks ever known....
The famous Sufi saints of the valley drew their inspiration from the mountains...The mountains form a part of the famous legends and myths and an integral part of the mystical world...
It was during my famous and rigorous Biscoe school camps that I got curious to know why some people give up all their worldly wealth and come to mountains, leaving behind their ‘few’ friends, families and desperate enemies...giving up all the earthly pleasures and luxuries and all the glory just for the sake of sitting on a mountain peak and gazing at the sky...!
It all seemed so inappropriate and crazy for such successful people to give away their fortune and take up the life of a homeless wanderer with nothing to lose...Maybe they were possessed by the demons or maybe they were insane...Whatever it was, it never made any sense...
The good old Biscoe days when we were made to scale the traditional tough terrains with heavy haversacks on our adolescent backs and wood for camp fire in our soft hands...

Even long before we hit puberty, we were already scaling the mighty Himalayas aimlessly in search of something we knew not....!
And that something was something we were never aware of...All the while I used to wonder the point of punishing our bodies and going beyond limits into unknown terrains and territories...Maybe it was the lure of conquering the mighty mountain and the treasured feeling of standing on the highest peak as if proclaiming our superiority over all other creatures or maybe it was the adrenaline rush of walking the treacherous and most dangerous narrow paths...I believed it was the natural greed of the human nature for glory which kept us going even in the worst situations...
But how wrong could I have been...!!!
Having passed all the physical endurance tests and conquered all the mountains...Still the same question haunted the adolescent mind...
The question which had no answer...Some gave up and moved ahead into a world of unsatisfied accomplishments where they would always find something missing from their lives, an internal peace and satisfaction which would haunt them for the rest of their mortal life...
But some persevered and resisted until they lost their sense of existence in search of the answer...

Some say the mountains are haunted by the Jinn’s and the wandering spirits and some say by the walking snowman called ‘Yetis’...and sometimes such unbelievable myths come to life when you gaze on the giant footsteps in the snow or an exorcism being performed on a mountain side...
Sometimes what you see is hard to believe...and sometimes such truths shake your soul inside out awakening it to an unbelievable reality...!
Many monks climb the steep slopes in search of the eternal Shangri-la and many Sadhus wander in hope of finding the mighty Shiva in the mountains...
The tough treks up the steep mountain slopes and the uphill battle against the elements... Maybe I used to interpret such voluntary self torture as the human nature of ambition and greed for power...But the truths hidden in the mountains never lie and they speak of the divine...

The gigantic mountains are a source of mystical experiences...Breath taking sunset and sunrise, the lush green forests, the treacherous steep slopes, spine chilling piercing winds...the melting glaciers and the fresh snow...the huge rocks surrounded by wild flowers...the gushing white waters...sparkling fresh morning dew...the unending long days and the starry nights...the uncertainty of time...the calm of the valley...everything a mortal could ask for...and yet the same old greed of wanting more...the desire to fulfil all the unsatisfied emotions, an ambition to go to the top...a struggle for an internal satisfaction and peace...a fight for power and desires...a fight for the title of strongest and most powerful
When the mountain finally beats you down to earth...tired and beaten...ashamed of the unsuccessful efforts...defeated and broken, having lost to the mother nature...then for the first time in your life you start looking around yourself, admiring all the gifts that nature has bestowed on us...contemplating and reflecting on how the water always manages to break through such massive rocks and make its way forward...how the weakest of creatures manages to survive in the most hostile environment...how each and every creation is unique and wonderful as if designed by God himself...humbled by the experience, you watch the tall mountain in awe and wonder...

And finally a DIVINE intervention....!
The spirit is awakened...a divine satisfaction and peace blesses the soul...
A soul which suddenly wakes up after years of slender and wakes to the voice of nature...The Gods nature....you give up and let yourself be defeated and feel like having achieved all that was to achieve...you no longer want to win...
It’s the feeling when you realise how small is your existence...how powerless are your most powerful attributes...a true realisation, as if you have conquered death itself
this feeling of being mortal and weak makes you lie back and enjoy the painful moment of your defeat...the moment when you look up at the sky, close your eyes with the last bit of strength left in your body...you see yourself elevate to a land unknown to this world...a land of the pure and divine...a land of freedom from desire and ambition...a land of fulfilled promises and wishes...a land of peace and satisfaction....a land of perfection and blessings...a land of joy and justice
Sitting on the peak of the mountain and looking at the world with a changed perspective, praising the God who created you from dust...
All the achievements and all the wealth are of no value any longer...All the ambitions and desires disappear into thin air...Finally you have found the answer, an answer to all your questions... you bow down and gaze with utter humility at your own humble soul...
Opening your eyes, you find yourself lying back in Gods own lap...
The mountain is no longer a question of intimidation...it’s no longer a challenge...you move on with respect for each and every step that the mountain allows you to take on its back...the soul has finally awakened to the reality of this world and the world after...
God always gives you traces of his existence...it’s we who need to open our eyes, awaken our humble spirit and start admiring God in everything that has been created...it maybe the mighty mountains or the vast plains or even a simple rock lying by a river...God flows through all his creations
A divine realisation of our mere existence and a divine creator of all...a humbling experience...an eternal peace and satisfaction found in the magical mountains and mystical valleys where you find yourself lying in Gods own lap...
Your own Shangri-la, an answer to all the questions...

Mystic woman

There she stood in all her glory basking in the bright summer sunshine, breathing in the fresh air of the early morning...An illustration of a poet’s imagination...A majestic creation of the creator... A Blessed soul...A gifted body...A diamond in a crown of pearls...A vision of the heavenly beauty...A fragrance of the divine...An unheard reality...A magical aura
Enchanted and captivated in the imagination of witnessing the holy, he stared at the mirror asking for forgiveness....Forgiveness of witnessing something so pure that even his white soul seemed black...
His love was true...but unheard and untold it remained locked in the upper left side of his humanly body...Silence prevailed...Despair crept in, choking his already tight throat...The voice no longer seemed to come from the same old man, a man of confidence and accomplishments...The ‘weeds’ were of no help any longer...He was truly in a spell...Unable to express and incapable to feel the sense of being loved...
Hidden from reality a curse that made him to hate his own human soul...The spell that had taken a toll on his ordinary human body...choking himself to death and unable to gather the strength to express his feelings...
The miserable soul never realised the reality of his short mortal life that he wasted in a mere pursuit of something he was never destined for...Heartbroken he choked in silence till the day God decided to end the agony and take him in his divine arms...
Spell of the mystic woman which made him to stop believing in his own God given talents...A spell which only death could end...
“But It was too late to realise the curse which made him to hate himself actually never existed but it was just a mere fabrication of his own shy soul...”
And he never got a second chance to take his diamond and place her in his crown of pearls.....................The spell of the mystic woman...

Global economic crisis

Finally some more response…Here I got the second blog on this blogspot from a fellow college peer Phani Teja, a critical thinker and a guy who loves Physics and its strange laws…!
Here is a piece of his mind on the current global economic crisis and recession…

The word in everyone’s mouth these days…"Why is the whole world up on its toes and dancing on it's head!...why are the investors not so happy any more???"
How did it all start…???
Some tough questions but let me try to answer some...
Maybe the economists can say that it started from the banks not giving enough loans...and also the closure of some of the world famous banks due to losses all of a sudden…the world hasn’t overseen the crisis in terms of rising prices…every time an economic crisis occurs, the immediate effects will be the sudden increase of prices…after it gets over as the world gets to settle, the prices increase on a normal basis…but the increase prevails for a long time..
Lehmann Bros. Co. Ltd are down…the company which withstood the crisis in 1921 could not stand for the present status…its sudden closure was received with a shock by Americans which actually shouldn’t be the case, as it was already expected due to the poor business and decreasing foreign investments by the top class companies in their bank…
Banks stopped giving loans...investors feared loses and withdrew money from the banks…as in a general case, a person invests money only to get profits and if he can’t see much profit he wouldn’t dare to invest…this was one of the causes for the recession due to the ever increasing costs the investors hesitated to step into invest money on projects...removal of money from banks led them to low down the interest rates…may be the coming months would see a 0% interest policies by the banks...
So what’s actually happening to the money???
the money in some amount is getting stored in the lockers(not exactly what u call as black money) and the rest is in the banks stored safe but can’t be withdrawn as u know for every investment the investor visits a bank for help and it is only with the banks assurance that he goes over with his project….therefore this vicious circle only tells you about the control of money flow… In a whole the Money flow is stopped, the banks are running slow and no big exchanges are taking place.
50 million (5 crore) Indians have lost their jobs in America. Another 10 million have lost their jobs in gulf countries …The increase is sadly expected to continue. ..Analysts say that it would take atleast 6 months or more for America to come out of it (the numbers can definitely increase ) and 8 months atleast for the gulf countries and may be more than 12 months for India to regain normalcy…
Directly or indirectly … Economic crisis has already affected every field
By Phani Teja

New Year Resolution

Yipee....Finally I got a mail....Someone ready to try at blogging or rather someone curious to know how his first blog goes....
Just few hours back, I recieved a piece of 'original' writing from my fellow class mate "D.KEERTHI ADITHYA"
Here goes the first blog on this blogspot from a fellow class mate

NEW YEAR RESOLUTION

I have seen the world in its stone age,

People fought to take away life.

I have seen the world in its middle age,

People stabbed to take away life.

I have seen the world in its present age,

People shoot to take away life.

I know what's coming next.

So let us join hands this NEW YEAR

Not to see the future but to

REDEFINE IT WITH PEACE

WHERE PEOPLE UNITE TO SAVE LIFE!

By D.KEERTHI ADITHYA

(Keerthi Adithya is a fellow class mate and a really nice guy with a fantastic I.Q. He is currently the topper in autocad at college and trust me guys, he can already compete with the best autocad engineers around...!)

Great work Adithya and really thanks for starting this whole thing...hope to get some more blogs from you very soon..
And yeah....hope to get some more mails from other peers as well...!

The New Age Bloggers

It's almost been seven months since the day I started blogging with the URL '2virginz' but unfortunately I was never able to find the second virgin....!
Always looking out for a blogging partner with an original view and opinion and most importantly an original style of writing.....but as all of you folks already know...all I found were rejections and some depressing depressions.....there was nobody ready to waste few moments of their precious lives on this piece of messed up blog........!!!
and finally when I had lost all the hope......
There was a DIVIN3 INTERVENT!ION....(as always..!!!)


Honestly and genuinely speaking, the best thing that happened with me over the last 4 months was that Oral Presentation which I have already blogged about...The hectic college schedule and the un welcoming hostel food had already taken a toll on my body....to add to the misery my assignments and tests were going pretty bad and the home sickness was creeping in but thanks God I finally managed to do well in something at last......

The thing is....actually after that Presentation about blogs....many of my class mates asked me the question...."HOW DO WE MAKE A BLOG?" or "HOW TO BLOG?" ...even though how much confusing they sounded....I knew the actual question was......"HOW DO WE EARN FROM BLOGS?"....!!!
Come on folks...No, need to feel shy or embarassed......we all get curious when it's about making money....and it was really satisfying to know that I had generated interest in my fellow peers about something at least....
So keeping this interest in my mind, I remembered how I myself started blogging with a dream of making some big bucks and how ultimately the whole mission changed from money making to freedom of expression...still remember how the whole idea of blogging cleared in my mind and I realised it was much more fun without the cheques of 'Google adsense' or for that matter any money making software.....The pure joy of freedom of expression is much more fun than any wealth which the world has to offer......ultimately I realised that recieving an encouraging comment on a blog or starting a national discussion was even better feeling than having few dollars in 'Google Adsense' account.....
finally the best thing was...knowing that someone was ready to hear what I had to say...!!!

With the same hope for some of my fellow peers who are pretty curious to know...'How to make their own blog' (or should I better say, How to earn a fortune...!!!)
I have pursued some of them to start writing stuff...any stuff...any damn topic about anything and everything from their own personal and private issues to any public issue...their poems their most stupidest jokes, the places they visit, their college life, their holidays, their childhood, their school...their lives or even the lives of their neghbours!...the people they love or they hate..even their crushes, their songs, their talents their experiences...just anything they can think of (but only if it doesn't hurt the sentiments of my college authorities!!!)

Actually the fact is...there is a blogger hidden in everyone of us, ready to explode with the pure joy and freedom of expressing his views and opinions...and I am here ready to start an adventure with the same aim of discovering some bloggers who can write about stuff and express themselves freely and honestly....
Here in this all new section 'BITS and pieces' , some of my fellow peers and class mates will be writing stuff (hopefully they agree to spare some time out of their hectic college schedule to type in a few lines)....just any stuff..........and let's see how it goes...


Anyone and everyone can participate by sending some of your writings to mirmusadiqali@gmail.com (anything and everything is accepted as long as it's your own work and not just any copied work)

Hope we land upon some discussions, agreements and arguments....some opinions and some unheard stories......hope we will discover some true spirited expressing souls in the process.......
Keeping my fingers crossed, for the first time I don't know what explosive piece of writing are we gonna come across.......let's hope we make this "BITS and pieces" a big online revolution or let's put it in a much more humbler way.....a big classroom of discussion over any damn issue or a big class room of unheard stories and unknown experiences from our fellow well known peers....even better let it be a place where every body gets his fair chance at expressing himself to the extent he or she feels satisfied.......!!!!

Let's start typing some true lines....!!!!!!
BEST of luck to me and all of us.......(Hope I get few mails soon....!!!)