I have had the pleasure of knowing a human being called Arun P (Actually P denotes a lot of things, can be used to abuse him and also praise him, but lets be nice and hence let P stand for "person")
Well truly speaking, Arun is a dear friend of mine, and I have been trying to be good to him since I had always had the pleasure of harassing him to no extent. And now, he is eagerly looking forward to one of the most anxiously-awaited moments in his life. Well I do not know how to put this dramatically, but in very simplisitc terms, he would be subjecting himself to be an icon for the long-standing institution of human bonding ceremonized by the society of like-minded people or similarly-minded people or plainly-minded people; the process also being commonly referred to by the terms such as marriage, wedding, etc etc.
Hence, I thought of being a nice person and take the trouble of writing some good lines about him. If Arun P, you are reading this, please take this at face value (or rather, GUI-value) thanks again and wishing you the very best in life...
Lemme start in our rashtrabhasha...
Dost aise bhi kam hee bana paayein hum is duniya mein saari
Ki ghudgarz hee zamaana saara, kahaan aisa koi jiski pasand aaye yaari
Lekin uparwaala bhi nikla meherbaan, kuch kari usne bhi duniyadaari
tumhe bheja yahaan, dikhayi usne yun apni kalakaari
Now in English (praising you)
If not for you my friend, I would have lost hope in a few things in life
Fortune, good will and charisma would have all ended in a big strife
But as luck would have it, you are here to add more zest to our life
And yes, you are fortunate enough to get a loving and beautiful wife
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Another brainwave
I am glad, I have not had to wait for another year to put in my next post. I have been able to put in some more lines.
I do not know why I do pen in these lines, but which is why I try to discover myself through Rex-Verso. But, let me put in a few lines which came up when I was mailing some of my friends....
Let me start off with.......I was trying to explain something to my friend, and was quite successful in confusing him.
Kuch baaton ko na samajhne mein hee samajhdaari hai
Agar usse samajh jaao to tumhaari hoshiyaari hai
Samajhaane mein to hum bhi shayaad nakaam rahein
Lekin tum jaise hoshiyaar ko ek ishaara hee kaafi hai
Then, the focus was on a person who has recently has got one of the "w"s that men crave for - wine, wealth, women, well-being.....
Aye mere dost, aaj tum zindagi kee kitab ke us panne par ho
jahaan se yeh kitaab saath mein padhi jaayegi
us apsara ke saath jiski kismat ab aage se
tumhaare kismat ke saath hee jud jaayegi
The next 4 lines are for people who are in the "search" mode for someone...
hum me se bahut to abhi tak
usi panne kee raah dekhe taka-tak
kee shayad kismet mein likha ho kabhi
kee yehi panna aa jayen yun yaka-yak
To top it all, the next one is for a very sweet couple I know who have been an inspirationto many....
Kuch dost to is panne par pahunche badi jatan se
likh liya hai itihaas, ab aage bade is prayan se
kee aage har panne par likhenge saath saath hamesha
apni zindagi, pyaar ke shahee aur bharose ke kalam se
Now, guess I have run out of ideas to continue on this thread of communication. But to display some modesty, I had to put in a few lines to a friend of mine who had some misconceptions about me. I am no poet, to even call these poetry would be a shame. These are mere outpourings of confused mind, puzzled and muddled by the complexities around in this world.
Aapki baaton ne kuch aise kee hai hosla afzaayi
Ki bayaan karen kya aage, sharam to badi hame aayi
In lafzon ko poetry ka naam na dein mohatarma
Duniya humme bhi bana degi ek shayar nikamma
I do not know why I do pen in these lines, but which is why I try to discover myself through Rex-Verso. But, let me put in a few lines which came up when I was mailing some of my friends....
Let me start off with.......I was trying to explain something to my friend, and was quite successful in confusing him.
Kuch baaton ko na samajhne mein hee samajhdaari hai
Agar usse samajh jaao to tumhaari hoshiyaari hai
Samajhaane mein to hum bhi shayaad nakaam rahein
Lekin tum jaise hoshiyaar ko ek ishaara hee kaafi hai
Then, the focus was on a person who has recently has got one of the "w"s that men crave for - wine, wealth, women, well-being.....
Aye mere dost, aaj tum zindagi kee kitab ke us panne par ho
jahaan se yeh kitaab saath mein padhi jaayegi
us apsara ke saath jiski kismat ab aage se
tumhaare kismat ke saath hee jud jaayegi
The next 4 lines are for people who are in the "search" mode for someone...
hum me se bahut to abhi tak
usi panne kee raah dekhe taka-tak
kee shayad kismet mein likha ho kabhi
kee yehi panna aa jayen yun yaka-yak
To top it all, the next one is for a very sweet couple I know who have been an inspirationto many....
Kuch dost to is panne par pahunche badi jatan se
likh liya hai itihaas, ab aage bade is prayan se
kee aage har panne par likhenge saath saath hamesha
apni zindagi, pyaar ke shahee aur bharose ke kalam se
Now, guess I have run out of ideas to continue on this thread of communication. But to display some modesty, I had to put in a few lines to a friend of mine who had some misconceptions about me. I am no poet, to even call these poetry would be a shame. These are mere outpourings of confused mind, puzzled and muddled by the complexities around in this world.
Aapki baaton ne kuch aise kee hai hosla afzaayi
Ki bayaan karen kya aage, sharam to badi hame aayi
In lafzon ko poetry ka naam na dein mohatarma
Duniya humme bhi bana degi ek shayar nikamma
Monday, September 03, 2007
Another brainwave for penning a few lines
As I say again, it has been a long time since I wrote something here. Today felt like posting a few lines here which I had written for some of my closest friends......
Kabhi intezaar bhi mein hai kuch aisa mazza,
Shayad unke deedar kee yahi hai sazza
Deedar na de, lekin apni yaadon ke khanjar se
Mar na de hame yun, yahi hai iltezza
Kuch paakar kuch khone mein dard mahsoos hota hai,
Shaayad dard ko paakar dil mehfooz hota hai
Lekin jo nahi mila ho kabhi bhi, kaheen bhi
Usse khona to poora namumkin hee hota hai
Tum pyaar se jab gussa karte ho agar,
Shayad hamari bhool hee sahi, magar,
Gusse mein jo pyaar chalakta hai,
Woh mazza to sharaab mein bhi nahi dikhta kidhar
Tumhe yun saath dekh kar aisa laga,
Shayad isi ko khushi kehte hain,
Agar yahi khushi hai to chaahat hai hamaari,
Kee kushi se kate saari zindagi tumhaari
Would want to write a few more lines, waiting for more inspiration...
Kabhi intezaar bhi mein hai kuch aisa mazza,
Shayad unke deedar kee yahi hai sazza
Deedar na de, lekin apni yaadon ke khanjar se
Mar na de hame yun, yahi hai iltezza
Kuch paakar kuch khone mein dard mahsoos hota hai,
Shaayad dard ko paakar dil mehfooz hota hai
Lekin jo nahi mila ho kabhi bhi, kaheen bhi
Usse khona to poora namumkin hee hota hai
Tum pyaar se jab gussa karte ho agar,
Shayad hamari bhool hee sahi, magar,
Gusse mein jo pyaar chalakta hai,
Woh mazza to sharaab mein bhi nahi dikhta kidhar
Tumhe yun saath dekh kar aisa laga,
Shayad isi ko khushi kehte hain,
Agar yahi khushi hai to chaahat hai hamaari,
Kee kushi se kate saari zindagi tumhaari
Would want to write a few more lines, waiting for more inspiration...
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
From Dormancy to poems!!
Firstly a confession, or rather some would call it self-realization. I havent blogged for quite some time now. Mayebe I have lost interest, maybe I had some other priorities, or rather I became too lazy.
But still then I do have a strong urge of penning down something, maybe to satisfy an urge, maybe to amuse others or maybe that I have some more time. Anyways, I have a reason to blog again. I believe that I dont have any talent for writing poetry, but some people believe that I do have something. In order that I believe in what others believe, let me put up this poem in this blog, just for the heck of it. I have been inspired to write this piece for a friend of mine who is leaving this Garden City to relocate to the Hi-tech city of Hyderabad.
Bangalore's loss is Hyderabad's gain.
If ever, in times to come, you stand back and wonder
Think of the time now and duly surrender
To the charms of the past, to the beauty of the present
To all the wishes we give you, truly very pleasant
Amidst the celebrations of success in your new endevours
Spare a thought, yes, a few shards of time
For all your friends, here, there and everyhere
Who wish you the very best, with emotions sincere
But I request you, O humble maiden
That thy need not feel any pain
Suffering, disdain, woes or sorrow
As always, every day gives way to yet another tomorrow
As time comes calling, for greater things to come
You too tread along with great aplomb
The sands of time, the trails of success
We wish you the very best, the very best, possibly, the bestest
After reading it I feel that I should subject others also to this royal torture, maybe next time i shall try something funnier.......
But still then I do have a strong urge of penning down something, maybe to satisfy an urge, maybe to amuse others or maybe that I have some more time. Anyways, I have a reason to blog again. I believe that I dont have any talent for writing poetry, but some people believe that I do have something. In order that I believe in what others believe, let me put up this poem in this blog, just for the heck of it. I have been inspired to write this piece for a friend of mine who is leaving this Garden City to relocate to the Hi-tech city of Hyderabad.
Bangalore's loss is Hyderabad's gain.
If ever, in times to come, you stand back and wonder
Think of the time now and duly surrender
To the charms of the past, to the beauty of the present
To all the wishes we give you, truly very pleasant
Amidst the celebrations of success in your new endevours
Spare a thought, yes, a few shards of time
For all your friends, here, there and everyhere
Who wish you the very best, with emotions sincere
But I request you, O humble maiden
That thy need not feel any pain
Suffering, disdain, woes or sorrow
As always, every day gives way to yet another tomorrow
As time comes calling, for greater things to come
You too tread along with great aplomb
The sands of time, the trails of success
We wish you the very best, the very best, possibly, the bestest
After reading it I feel that I should subject others also to this royal torture, maybe next time i shall try something funnier.......
Friday, August 05, 2005
Verbal Dysentry
This may be attributed to the immense amounts of work that we guys have been assigned in our workplaces. I was having a mail-session with my dear friend Chintan. This is what transpired between us........goes to show how u can say a small thing in 1000 words. Also goes to prove that we still have the Angrezi pangs of snootiness left in us.....no offences pls.......
The situation was that Chintan had sent me a document and I decided to thank him for that.......
Mail 1 - Rex to Chintan
abe chints,
thoda formal ban raha hoon.......
please accept my sincerest gratitude in lieu of your show of kindness by way of extending the report to ignorant people like me.............i wud consider it my privilege to humbly acknowledge this show of extreme gratitude on your part and wud like to thank you profusely for the same...
Mail 2 - Chintan to Rex
Dear Rex,
I am honored to accept your gratitude and feel it is a privilege on my part to be acknowledged by you. I must say I am extremely touched by this show of humility on your part to acknowledge the presence of mere mortals like me.
Thanking you,
Chintan Shah
P.S.: Screw you
Mail 3 - Rex to Chintan
I am in awe of the incredulous display of usage of language combined with the impeccable style of delivery in communication. I must however also bring to notice the implicit desire of esteemed individuals like yourself to glorify and amplify the microscopic traces of talent in humans like me. I must feel privileged to be thanked by no less a gifted individual like yourself, and I a thoroughly in awe of the wonderful display of courtesy extended towards me in the due course of transaction between us. In the times to come, it may be safely assumed that the level of gentlemanly behaviour on display here, would transcend all boundaries of present and existing norms of culturd behaviour and would herald a new beginning in the customary privilege of reetings exchanged by the human race.
in much more anticipation of heightened excellence in formality, I entrust upon myself the pleasure of extending this piece of communication through the channel of electronic communication. Let us eschew ourselves in the noble cause of proliferating a new paradigm of communication etiquettes.
with the highest respect
rex
Mail 4 - Chintan to Rex
This is not my cup of tea.......
Mail 5 - Rex says, Hey Chintu, if it isnt ur cup of tea, try coffee....(a bad PJ)
Mail 6 - Chitan replies....
Oh good idea….how nice of you…ok why don’t u also pick one for me ……
Espresso
Strong black coffee ...no frills
Espresso Americano
Lighter espresso for mellow moods.
Macchiato
Expresso topped with milk foam.
Cappuccino
The hottest selling item,prepared in true Italian style.
Cafe Latte
Espresso with milk. A light coffee.
Chococinno
A sinful combo of chocolate ice & hot coffee.
Cafe Mocha
Hot coffee with a swirl of chocolate.
Irish Coffee
Whipped cream tops the flavour of your choice.
DISCLAIMER
The rest of the conversation is not worthy of being published as it borders deep into the private lives of the interested parties....
MORE TO COME........
The situation was that Chintan had sent me a document and I decided to thank him for that.......
Mail 1 - Rex to Chintan
abe chints,
thoda formal ban raha hoon.......
please accept my sincerest gratitude in lieu of your show of kindness by way of extending the report to ignorant people like me.............i wud consider it my privilege to humbly acknowledge this show of extreme gratitude on your part and wud like to thank you profusely for the same...
Mail 2 - Chintan to Rex
Dear Rex,
I am honored to accept your gratitude and feel it is a privilege on my part to be acknowledged by you. I must say I am extremely touched by this show of humility on your part to acknowledge the presence of mere mortals like me.
Thanking you,
Chintan Shah
P.S.: Screw you
Mail 3 - Rex to Chintan
I am in awe of the incredulous display of usage of language combined with the impeccable style of delivery in communication. I must however also bring to notice the implicit desire of esteemed individuals like yourself to glorify and amplify the microscopic traces of talent in humans like me. I must feel privileged to be thanked by no less a gifted individual like yourself, and I a thoroughly in awe of the wonderful display of courtesy extended towards me in the due course of transaction between us. In the times to come, it may be safely assumed that the level of gentlemanly behaviour on display here, would transcend all boundaries of present and existing norms of culturd behaviour and would herald a new beginning in the customary privilege of reetings exchanged by the human race.
in much more anticipation of heightened excellence in formality, I entrust upon myself the pleasure of extending this piece of communication through the channel of electronic communication. Let us eschew ourselves in the noble cause of proliferating a new paradigm of communication etiquettes.
with the highest respect
rex
Mail 4 - Chintan to Rex
This is not my cup of tea.......
Mail 5 - Rex says, Hey Chintu, if it isnt ur cup of tea, try coffee....(a bad PJ)
Mail 6 - Chitan replies....
Oh good idea….how nice of you…ok why don’t u also pick one for me ……
Espresso
Strong black coffee ...no frills
Espresso Americano
Lighter espresso for mellow moods.
Macchiato
Expresso topped with milk foam.
Cappuccino
The hottest selling item,prepared in true Italian style.
Cafe Latte
Espresso with milk. A light coffee.
Chococinno
A sinful combo of chocolate ice & hot coffee.
Cafe Mocha
Hot coffee with a swirl of chocolate.
Irish Coffee
Whipped cream tops the flavour of your choice.
DISCLAIMER
The rest of the conversation is not worthy of being published as it borders deep into the private lives of the interested parties....
MORE TO COME........
Monday, July 11, 2005
Weekend Blast
The past weekend turned out to be a real memorable one. The gala time started from Friday evening, when I went out with some of my dear friends. There was Bhaskar, my room-mate at TAPMI, Praveen, my groupmate, Ashish, Shashi, Swapnil, Kuldi and we headed to the Night Watchman to have a good time. Saturday was the time for the big party organised for Ravi and Rupak's B'days. Rupak had come down from Mangalore for the occassion.
It was a wonderful occasion as we kept on pulling Rupak and Ravi for their much-publicised affairs. The members of the party were Ravi, Rupak, Anu, Sujay, Rachitha, Shashi, Swapnil, PJ, Bhaskar, Ashish, Ankur, Tharini, Kuldi and myself. We gifted both the boys with small shorts, as we thought they hadny grown up yet.
Sunday turned out to be a day full of surprises. I met a dear friend of mine called Sunil Jose. We used to hang around a lot when I was in Udaipur. I went to his home and had a awesome lunch, havent had home-food for a long time. I also met his parents and other family members. A real nice time. In the evening, it was again time for a TAPMI gang re-union. This time it was at Kiran and Swapna's place, had a nice time with lot of tea and snacks, especially prepared by the hosts. The meeting also ended in yet another plan to go for a trip in the coming days. Our earlier attempts for a trip to Mysore had gone up in smoke, lets see how far this goes.
Now am back at office, looking forward to the training sessions and document readings.
Am off to Chennai for the weekend. Looking forward to meet my gang of friends there.
Life is great, live it to the fullest.
It was a wonderful occasion as we kept on pulling Rupak and Ravi for their much-publicised affairs. The members of the party were Ravi, Rupak, Anu, Sujay, Rachitha, Shashi, Swapnil, PJ, Bhaskar, Ashish, Ankur, Tharini, Kuldi and myself. We gifted both the boys with small shorts, as we thought they hadny grown up yet.
Sunday turned out to be a day full of surprises. I met a dear friend of mine called Sunil Jose. We used to hang around a lot when I was in Udaipur. I went to his home and had a awesome lunch, havent had home-food for a long time. I also met his parents and other family members. A real nice time. In the evening, it was again time for a TAPMI gang re-union. This time it was at Kiran and Swapna's place, had a nice time with lot of tea and snacks, especially prepared by the hosts. The meeting also ended in yet another plan to go for a trip in the coming days. Our earlier attempts for a trip to Mysore had gone up in smoke, lets see how far this goes.
Now am back at office, looking forward to the training sessions and document readings.
Am off to Chennai for the weekend. Looking forward to meet my gang of friends there.
Life is great, live it to the fullest.
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Reflections - A heady concotion
As they say, "An empty mind is the devil's workshop", hence I utilise this time of the day to ponder upon certain things in my life, to be cajoled and caressed by the wonderful memories that I shall always cherish.
Like most of my friends, I also believe that my life at TAPMI was a defining moment in all my 20 plus years of existence. Here, I have learned to laugh in distress, to cry in joy, to feel good at all times and most importantly to believe in myself. I also have met some truly amazing indiviuals who have inspired me a lot. I owe a lot to TAPMI. (I have paid all the fees though)
As for my engineering days, as most of you would agree, those days were devoted to enjoying life with friends, falling in love every day, freaking out on movies and games, attending classes and trying to impress everyone out there.
And, the best of the times, the school, especially if you are the son of the vice-principal. I wonder if I could have the services of a time machine, I would always be in the "rewind" mode.
Alas, for now, I have joined the rat race of life, fighting it out among the young ignited minds, trying to find a place for myself in the world. As I sail along in these thoughts, I wonder is that what life is all about, job, marriage, kids, responsibility, money and happy life. I go along this Quest for life, capturing all that comes on the way and putting them down here.
Rex-verso to continue...........
Like most of my friends, I also believe that my life at TAPMI was a defining moment in all my 20 plus years of existence. Here, I have learned to laugh in distress, to cry in joy, to feel good at all times and most importantly to believe in myself. I also have met some truly amazing indiviuals who have inspired me a lot. I owe a lot to TAPMI. (I have paid all the fees though)
As for my engineering days, as most of you would agree, those days were devoted to enjoying life with friends, falling in love every day, freaking out on movies and games, attending classes and trying to impress everyone out there.
And, the best of the times, the school, especially if you are the son of the vice-principal. I wonder if I could have the services of a time machine, I would always be in the "rewind" mode.
Alas, for now, I have joined the rat race of life, fighting it out among the young ignited minds, trying to find a place for myself in the world. As I sail along in these thoughts, I wonder is that what life is all about, job, marriage, kids, responsibility, money and happy life. I go along this Quest for life, capturing all that comes on the way and putting them down here.
Rex-verso to continue...........
My first steps @ blogging
Hi,
This is Rex Tom Cyriac Vadakel, rex for short. Its been some time since I thought I should start blogging, hence the start.
I should acknowledge the efforts of my dear friend Arun Panicker who cajoled me into this space. Thanks Arun.
To start off, I have named my blog as Rex - Verso, which practically translated means Rex in Reverse. As I stand here, at this point in time, I look back upon the past happenings of my life. It would be my sincere effort to capture my past in a form so as to reach out to everyone I know and to those whom I dont.
As I set sail on this new journey, I wish myself luck to understand myself better and reach out to others. Bon Voyage.
This is Rex Tom Cyriac Vadakel, rex for short. Its been some time since I thought I should start blogging, hence the start.
I should acknowledge the efforts of my dear friend Arun Panicker who cajoled me into this space. Thanks Arun.
To start off, I have named my blog as Rex - Verso, which practically translated means Rex in Reverse. As I stand here, at this point in time, I look back upon the past happenings of my life. It would be my sincere effort to capture my past in a form so as to reach out to everyone I know and to those whom I dont.
As I set sail on this new journey, I wish myself luck to understand myself better and reach out to others. Bon Voyage.
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