The ‘F’ letter word

Life is not a straight path between birth and death. It is like a silk thread twisted umpteen times and is full of twists and turns, ups and downs. We all aspire for something to have in our lives.

A few might get what they want and the most of them, like me, are still finding what exactly makes them get it what they want. But still the journey continues, no matter you get or don’t get what you wanted.

Life is the best mentor one can ever get. Only thing is that you should be willing to take cues from the life and live it to the fullest.

Today, I wanted to share things that most of us would have aspired at different stages of my life and what one can learn from them. Rather, what life teaches us from them as our best friend!

@ 5 years – wanted to play with as many toys. Wanted to break them, remove the screws or levers and see what’s inside

@ 10 years – wanted to become a cricket player. Very possessive of your friends, things, toys and many more

@ 15 years – Wanted to have a gang of 15 to 20 friends. Hang out and enjoy as much as one can

@ 20 years – a couple of good friends for life and an aspiring career

@ 25 years – a goal in life to achieve and few friends whom you consider them as an integral part of your life

(Stopped @ 25 as I can’t comment on years after that without me experiencing it)

As a 5 year old child, each of us is pure at heart. We had no idea of rich, poor, bad, good, beautiful, ugly, caste, religion. The best part of the life every one of us lived but we had no idea what we were experiencing then.

As a 10 year old kid, you are extremely possessive. You feel offended for silly things, fight over petty issues and consider everyone in your class as your best friend. You get to have the first taste of a feeling called “friendship”.

As a 15 year old boy, you wanted to have a group with whom you share common interests. You wanted to enjoy as if there is no tomorrow. You are proud of what you are, how you are and support your friends to the greatest extent. Sometimes, more than your family!

As a 20 year old teen, you wanted to experience the world as you come out of your college studies. You wanted to have a couple of friends, say 3 to 5, with whom you can share everything. They are your moral supporters and you feel free to share things that you even cant share with your family members (Yes, it is common. Don’t you think?). You feel stronger, more confident, refreshing when you talk to them.

As a 25 year old man, you set a goal, be it personal or professional. And one goal that everyone aspires is to have at least one friend for life time. You may have by then a friend or two with whom you feel you are the real “You”. You feel they are the integral part of your life and with whom you life is incomplete.


This is something what everyone, irrespective of what they are, wanted to have in their life. At least, one!

So, my dear friends…

As a friend, you are one of the most important persons in your friend’s life. Don’t ever try to mislead, cheat, or deceive your friends.

Your friend,


Konnected @ 70!!!

Hiranandani Towers, Siruseri, Chennai

 ‘Baaanggg’ …The door closes, leaving Sharma alone in the house.  The smile he was wearing on his wrinkled face till now, disappears. He stands up and walks slowly towards the window. Through it, he looks at the car racing from the parking area towards the main gate. In a minute, the car goes off his not so good eye-sight. He looks at the sixty year old watch, presented to him on their wedding day by his wife, and sighs on remembering the fact that he has 10 more hours to kill till someone comes back home.

 Sharma, a retired employee of All India Radio, currently lives in Chennai with his investment banker son and charted accountant daughter-in-law.  After his wife died five years ago, he was forced to relocate to Chennai from his native village in costal Andhra Pradesh.  His day starts with meditation followed by a morning walk in the garden lawns. By the time he comes back, his son and daughter-in-law are still asleep. He turns on the radio (also works as an alarm for his son) and listens to the morning news. After that, he picks up “The Hindu”. In the meantime, his son and daughter-in-law rushes up everything, right from brushing to breakfast. And off they go to reach their respective offices on time. And he is all alone in the ‘posh’ triple bedroom duplex flat. Rarely he watches TV, may be he’s still religiously devoted to radio. He finds it hard in this age to kill time and adding to it is that he finds no one to talk and share thoughts. His only past time is to reread the Hindu paper or listen to ‘Vivid Bharati’ on radio.

And one month back, an advertisement caught his attention in Hindu. It read “Internet is Fun on Vodafone!

Internet is Fun on Vodafone!

The words “Internet”, “Fun” and “Vodafone” puzzled him and he tried to understand what they meant. He switched on his son’s laptop, searched for these key words and was fascinated by the ‘Internet is Fun page’ of Vodafone. He immediately called the lobby and ordered for a Vodafone sim-card. He went to his room and took out a box wrapped in colorful papers from the cupboard. He opened it and took out a “Samsung Galaxy Note”. His son presented to him on the eve of his 70th year birthday. “Useless”, he thought then. But he had some plan to put it use.

Next day, he got the ‘sim-card’. By then, he completed reading the manual of ‘Galaxy Note’. He inserted the sim-card and switched on the mobile. He didn’t know that this would change his life forever.

 He wanted to feel the ‘magic of Fun’ as mentioned in the page. He opened the Vstore and downloaded numerous apps that he found exciting. He also created an account in FB and Twitter.

70 yrs and second innings started!!!”… his first status message in FB.

“#oldAgedMan Trying to become young once again”, his first tweet.

He always wanted to visit his friends and spend some time with them. But then his investment banker ‘son’ never had time for this. But now, he was able to find some of his colleagues, school and college friends in FB. He added all of them and started to chat online through his “FB Chat” app. He was amazed at the magic and speed of the Vodafone Mobile Internet. He no longer felt the need of his son to take him to his friends. He also started posting tweets on philosophy, tips on how to get rid of old age loneliness, and shayaris. He slowly started getting followers on twitter. He has now got an extended family on the internet.                                                      


The days of Sharmaji were no longer alone and boring. In the morning, he opens the ‘Youtube’ and practices ‘Yoga aasanas’ besides meditation and walking. Thanks to lightning speed streaming and buffering of videos. After the breakfast, he spends time on the ‘Note’ playing ‘Chess’ and ‘Angry Birds’ with his virtual gaming friends. After the gaming session, he finishes his lunch only to be followed by the ‘tweeting’ and ‘facebooking’ sessions. He already started following Amitab, ANR, Rajdeep Sardesai and reads their tweets every day.

He was very fond of Ghazals and always asked his son to get him “Jagjeet Singh collection”. And as usual, his son is ‘so busy’. But, Thanks to high download speeds of  Vodafone Internet. He now has his favorite collection of Ghazals in the mobile, downloaded from ‘Music store’. He spends evenings in the gardens listening to them. No more does he need to ‘request’ his daughter-in-law to change the channel for IPL during her serial commercial breaks. He now watches IPL on his Vodafone Mobile TV. He also reads various e-news papers. He does recharge of his mobile online, just with a touch on his wide mobile screen.

In the night, he ends his day by posting a quote on FB and Twitter

#goodNight Celebrate Life. Enjoy every moment of it to the fullest 

God gave you this life to enjoy living it and not to die by just living it! 


 If we just look around us, we can easily find that there are a lot of Sharmas. Always remember one thing: You may be busy but not so busy that you can’t find quality time to spend with your parents. They need someone to share their thoughts, someone to talk and someone to smile at them. They neither need your money nor property. They just need you to spend some time with them.

Thanks Sharma Uncle for sharing your story with me. I think it’s definitely an eye opener to many amongst us.

Thanks Vodafone. Thanks for changing his life forever. He is no more alone. He’s just got the power. Rightly said, Vodafone is “power to You” and indeed “Internet is Fun” on Vodafone! 

 This post is published as a part of Indiblogger’s “Internet is fun on Vodafone!” contest.

Disclaimer: All the images are googled and pasted here 😉

Life’s Overloading…

Sometimes you can never think that this is going to happen, but it happens!!! Confused???? Sometimes you expect life to give you nothing, but it gives you shit!!!There are at times when you want to go back and re-live your life in the way you wanted. But you can’t. You want to stay with your friends, but the moment you get this thought,you get the news that they are moving to another place…far from where you stay. You sometimes damn feel like expressing the feelings, but you can’t. You don’t want to move from the place you stay in, but you are forced to move out. Sometimes you want to get nightmares in the night, but you don’t even get some sleep. These are some of the times when you want to damn your life. But in turn, it damns you.

What should you do? What is the plan of acton you must follow to give a big damn response to all these events?

Here are some of the answers one normally comes across….

a) let the life push you around and you just accept it because it’s
after all your life .
b) Just think of these events and cry out till the last drop of tear in
your eyes and feel relaxed and great about what you have done!!
c) Go and stay with your friends. Enjoy these short moments that
lasts for ever. Just tell them what you want to.Just express
yourself. Think positively and act accordingly. All that happens is
for your better life.
d) Just leave this dumb shit things happening in life. And you just
live like a saint or atleast pretend to live like a monk. Things may
get worse or may improve, but you dont care what happens and
just move forward.
e) Unable to understand whats happening in my life. So I won’t
attempt this question.

It all depends on how and what you think, how and What you want to do. It all you who matters. It’s you who need to take the decision. A
decision that can change your life. A life in a way you wanted it to

Still Confused?? Did you feel “What kind of scrappy shit is this post?”…It’s just a random thought of a budding “professional” sittting infront of a 1998 model computer with 128MB ram and 1.3Ghz processor with a system time of 5:41 PM.

My First Valentine…

We all love to love others and get loved by them. It’s basic human nature.  Today on the eve of Valentines Day, my thoughts travel back to my childhood days and my first valentine. Yes, my first valentine at the age of 5 years.

I was in Anantapur when I was about 4 yrs. We stayed at All India Radio quarters in first floor. In the ground floor, right below us lived my first and best friend Vaishnavi. She is a Tamilian. She is a sweet girl and we used to always stay together. She used to study first standard while I was in UKG. We were in same school and travelled in the school bus sitting side by side. We really enjoyed each others presence. We always played together, read together, and at times take nap together under the banyan tree near our home. It’s one of the most memorable times I had in my life.

My other friends always teased us for staying together and they spread the news that we were in love (See how the little minds think at the age of 7 and 8 😛 ). In fact, that was the first time I came across the word “LOVE”. I don’t know the meaning of it then and I thought that we are in love as my friends were saying so. I even told her “I Love You” and she in turn said “I too Love You”. And this was how she became my first valentine of my life. The first kiss of my life was given to Vaishnavi, my first valentine, on the last day of my first standard half-yearly exams. The days were going great with Vaishu beside me and playing together in the ground, in the fields and around the banyan tree.

But this happiness didn’t last too long. The final exams came and with it, the summer holidays too. I left Anantapur and came to Vizag to visit my grand parents. I returned back after a month and I was shocked to know that Vaishnavi’s dad got transferred to Coimbatore. I never saw her again in my life. I missed her very much. May be, she too. This was how my first (last till date) Valentine ended in a bit of tragedy.

This is the story of my first Valentine and I am still single :P. I think everyone has their first Valentine in their life at some stage or the other. What’s your first valentine story?

REWIND 2009…

It’s already Dec 30 and I haven’t still come out of the “2009 hangover”. I am still wrapped up in the memories of 2009 and I am not in a mood to loose this wonderful year. Many years have passed and many years are yet to come, but there will be very few which will remain with me forever and 2009 is definitely one among them.

Jan – Started out with New Year hungama wishing the entire Vizag from the golden sands of RK beach. 15 friends, 6 bikes with tank full of petrol (no need to write what we did…Hope you understand). I am completely confused whether to go for TCS or M.S.

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I miss U my dear friend :(

During my college days, there were many friends to hangout, chit chat or do whatever we liked to. But since May 1st, the day I finished my graduation, I was completely surrounded by dead silence. No more bunks and hangouts. No chit chats drinking tea in the college canteen. No classes at all, let alone SMS’s during class hours. No last minute assignment submission or late coming to labs. No more waiting at the Xerox shop to photocopy the materials just the day before the exam. But, there was one who always stood by me, made those sweet and sour memories come back to me. There was only one who could do that. And it’s my blog. My dear blog! Continue reading

I miss them :(

Getting up with the tick-tick alarm in the morning makes me feel I miss the early morning sounds of the nature. This makes me remember my childhood. When I was a kid in Anantapur, parrots used to live on a tree which was just beside the bedroom window. They used to bite me and make sounds in the morning to wake me up from the sleep. Now this makes me feel nostalgic.

I really miss those days. Those days would never come back.

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