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Life makes us to learn so many things. Right from our birth, everyday we learn one or the other thing. How ever small it can be, but we do learn something or the other everyday. Sometimes, the situations make you to learn. Other times, you learn from your surroundings, from people, even from flora and fauna around you. Sometimes, you make mistakes and learn the learning. Some other times you learn it before you commit mistake. When Charles Darwin proposed his theory of Natural Selection, the world started to wonder how the life has been learning or evolving everyday. We learn, decide and adopt - the three things we do everyday, every minute, every second. And this must have been happening at the nuclear level of our lives. Darwin proposed that those who won't learn will perish in the process of natural selection. Why not, I would say.

Now please don't call me a philosopher! Now a days, particularly the financial system seem to be learning so many things from their grandios past life. The plummeting shares and weakening economy has raised alarms among developed community. Panicking shareholders, knelling companies and observant consumers. Governments sporadic efforts to keep the money rolling has kept little hopes in financial system. But the the learnings in this case is so vast - no one can believe the learnings can be easily adopted to system. The natural selection has to happen at somepoint of time. I think only the better learners will survive against this stream. Where do you think we will end up with this tumbling financial system?

Known Question, Unknown Answer

Everyday when I getup from my bed the clock kept on my television table scares me. It makes me to go nuts and make me to run all around. Hastiness gets induced into my brain, body and soul. Run for shower and run back - pull few clothes just to cover the body. Take a quick run to station - train pulls to station with its running wheels. The train runs to drop me to my destination. I catch running escalators in the station and run on streets. Apologies pour when I bump into office goers but the flow does not stop. Every single moment the heart reminds - you are late, keep up the pace and reach office as soon as possible.

This is how every morning runs in my day. But very occasionally, whenever my eyes catches the morning bulletin of Metro, I grab the paper and have a glance on headlines. You can imagine, hastiness prevents me to go through story details. However, I love peeping into someone else reading the paper to get a glimpse of headlines. Recent days I have been seeing Jade Goody in news. Once she was in limelight for racial reasons. But now she is suffering - suffering with deadly cancer.

I am starting to wonder how does it feels when someone know they will die in few more days. Well, it is a fact that everyone dies one or the other day. But when you know certainly how long you will live -things become really different. I can't even imagine, how she must have been feeling but definitely it can't be a nice feeling, I'm sure.

Happy Valentines Day

ಕಾಯುತಲಿದ್ದನು ಪ್ರೇಮಿಯು ಒಬ್ಬನು
ಸೂರ್ಯನು ಮೂಡುವ ದಿಕ್ಕಿನಲಿ
ಮೊರೆಯುತಲಿದ್ದಳು ಪ್ರೇಯಸಿಯೊಬ್ಬಳು
ಕಣ್ಣನು ಹೊರೆಸುತ ಬಿಕ್ಕುತಲಿ!


ಬಾನಲಿ ಮೂಡಿದ ಚಂದಿರ ಕೂಡ
ಮಾಸಿದ ಕನಿಕರ ತೋರುತಲಿ!
ಅಲೆಗಳು ಬಡಿದವು ಎಲೆಗಳು ಸರಿದವು
ತೋರುತ ಸ್ನೇಹವ ಮೆಚ್ಚುತಲಿ !


ಪ್ರೇತಿಸೊ ಜೀವ ತ್ಯಜಿಸುತ ಮೋಹ
ಹಾಡಿತು ಸುಂದರ ಸಾಲಿನಲಿ
ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ನಂದಿಸೊ ಬೆಂಕಿಯು ಕೊನೆಗೆ
ಪ್ರೀತಿಸಿ ಅಳಿವುದು ಲೋಕದಲಿ !

Cried Child

Something is trying to taunt me, and its trying little hard to make me unhappy, trying to keep me sad and unworthy. Don't imagine about ghosts now. Its neither the ghosts nor the spiritual souls. Its my own soul and my own life.

Today I will talk about one of the most interesting topics of all. I was ten years old and I was walking towards school on a desolated road. I was wearing full white uniform with white shirt, shorts, socks and shoes. The silk tie with blue and white stripes was hanging from the neck. I was strolling lazily hitting at everything that come in front of my foot. I saw a huge crowd at the corner of the street. In surprise, my eyebrows became straight and the whole body became alert. I ran towards the crowd to see the happening. The crowd had surrounded a small crying child. The child lied on a small cotton cloth. As the crowd increased, the whining sound of child also increased. Being very young I could not understand the situation. I took a good look at the child and came in front of it to touch the flesh. As I leaned to touch it, a strong arm came between my armpit and dragged my whole body. I almost fell backwards. "You can't touch that child, you child", he yelled at me. As he yelled he dragged me out of the crowd and throwed me away from the crowd. I felt helpless and very week to do anything. My friend Sudi came riding the bicycle and asked me whats going on. I told him everything and he also did not quite understood the situation and asked me, if I would like to join him to the park (Maharaja Park). I just waved my head and rode with him to the park and started playing.

One day in kitchen

Few days ago, I launched myself in kitchen and started to prepare vegetable curry. I had already kept the rice in rice cooker. For those who are not familiar with curry preparation -the curry preparation is a exhaustive process where you need to follow a predefined steps. Perhaps, even though it is a series of predefined steps, it's very difficult to get the taste of curry. But, I don't give much importance to taste whenever I prepare it for myself. I'm more than happy if it appears like a curry. That makes it so simple to prepare.

I chopped the onions before I put the mustard seeds into moon shaped steel bowl. They murmured as if they know each other. Understandably, I could not understand even a bit of their talk. I poured the onions into those talking seeds. Now, even onions started speaking to them with louder voice. I started wondering but did not allowed them to puzzle me.

It seemed the flame started to trouble them and they lowered their voice and started to turn brown. I thought they must be expressing their anger for not allowing them to talk longer. To give them a life of spare I poured glassful of water into the bowl and watched very keenly. Everything became so peaceful, so calm.

I quickly chopped the vegetables and poured them too into the calm still water. And allowed them to simmer. After exactly 10 minutes, I could hear the sound again from the same bowl. Cautiously I opened it and saw the water boiling continuously making a continuous sound. I started thinking about how to stop this noise, then came the idea of salt. I took the lidded mug in which I had stored the salt. The lid had a small hole in its edge making the hole to look like an eye. I inverted the mug to allow salt to drop into the bowl though that hole. Salt came outside but the whole lid also fell into the bowl.

I can't remember what was my expression after this. But its not hard for you to imagine it.