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Friday, December 30, 2011

Make or Break!!!


Sakshi lived in a rich home, warm and safe. Her room had the best garden view. She had a driver to take her where she wanted, a cook to prepare a hot meal any time of the day, maids to respond to her much before things were asked for. Like most of us she lived, she worked, drove to her office; She had interesting hobbies to kill time; she was a good reader, she adored music, she  was good with the television. She had an aquarium where she passionately fed the golden fish which was the only chore that she stopped the maids from doing.


She had everything, and also emptiness! She had grown up children who were now enough grown to take responsibility of their own and each others. Over years of relentless work her husband had become  a CEO in a honorable firm. The entire World of IT knew him but she hardly knew her husband anymore. He was forever busy. Working, travelling, conferencing had become more important in his life than his life. Time and work had floated them apart without them realizing it. Her own people had become guests in her life, more living in memories than in real. Did she ever make an attempt to stop by and seek his time and attention? Did she take effort  to make the father more than just a guest in her children’s life? Did she give time for time?  These thoughts disturbed her mind as she disturbed the traffic, driving through the busy city to her office. As her leg landed on the brake pedal of her metallic grey Honda Civic, her mind softly whispered “break”.


 “Break” was the only thing she could find solace in and get out of the mid-life crisis. She needed some time with time to think about her life and what to do with it.

Her cousin owned a holiday cottage in the lush green lands of Kemmangundi. She with her husband had made it their favourite summer camp in the honeymoon years of their wedding. The cottage was surrounded by thick forests and adored a salubrious climate throughout the year. The location was blessed with silver cascades of mountain streams and lush vegetation. The duo often lost themselves in the ornamental gardens and enthralling valley view around the cottage. The very thought of the cottage brought her golden memories. As she sipped her tea standing by the window looking at the sunset, the spectacular sunset at Kemmangundi blurred her mind’s eye. She decided she was going for a break to Kemmangundi.
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Anurag got out of the car and stretched. It appeared as if he defined mannerisms. A personality of pride, patience and perspective, with calm confidence on the outside, a burning challenge inside, talk soft-laugh light outlook, responsive, responsible - that was Anurag. It had been a tiring day for him though the day had just half gone yet. He had a bad head-ache by the time he had got here. Rest was the last thing on his mind yet the rumble in his head told a different story altogether. He lead the host of whites who were with him with the most polite and caring gesture possible. It looked as if they were there on a business discussion. After a brief freshen-up they gathered at the corporate lounge that the cottage hosted. The wet, misty weather, and a spot of rain did not disturb the tough business guys. As Anurag continued his discussion, sound of a car from behind nudged him. As he paused, his clients looked at him with confusion while his gaze stuck to a striking woman appear from the car. Sakshi’s wonderful sun kissed complexion was further enhanced golden by the black saree that she draped. She looked stunning. The stern corporate man in Anurag felt as if someone kicked him in the gut. From head-to-toe she looked absolutely stunning. Not just Anurag, anybody’s heart would skip a beat at her. At 40 she had a flawless skin, well manicured fingers, sharp nose, perfect lips, striking eyes. The Coach handbag that she sported on the shoulder kissed by a high-collared blouse, a single diamond stud shining on her ears, deep-black perfect sized dot on her fore-head, straightened hair let loose by the side well reflected the HR profession that she was in for years. 


The cottage manager greeted her, took the bags and led her to her room. The greet brings back Anurag to his discussion. Finishing the meeting with clients, Anurag politely informs them that they could rest for the remaining of the day and meet the next morning.

From his room Anurag silently looks up at Sakshi seated on a lone table at the dining. He sees her sit down quietly, refusing to meet any eye. A closer look helps him notice the melancholy behind the otherwise sparkling eyes, dried lips otherwise rosy, the pale face otherwise bubbling. He observes the trembling hands of the bold and beautiful personality as she gets herself a glass of water. She looked like she needed company and he was disturbed beyond imagination from her very look outside her car. Will she agree? Was this the time for romance? Does it sound decent to escape from the clients and listen to the heart? He dumped these questions aside and made his move.

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He ran to the nearby bouquet shop, packed a bunch of lovely roses, picked a card and headed towards Sakshi’s room. He stared at her with a small smile on his lips as she opened the door. "Hello", he said simply, while she stared back at him with mixed emotions. Her fingers clasped into fists to keep them from shaking. Without a word Anurag hands over the red bouquet of love with the card. With hesitation Sakshi opens the card to read "Nice room you have here, do you mind if I join you wifey? Can we get younger by 20 years?”  Love, Anurag!!!


Monday, December 19, 2011

Only for kannada audience : Nara Naanu

Nara Naanu

Ekadashi bittu, dwadashigundu vaividya Naivedya
Nara naanu, muniyalla, ootavonde naa thilidha satya

Kashta bittu, ishta pattu, koothalle kande sowkhya
Nara naanu, iruveyalla, kelasa-dhudime nannadalla, sadhya!

Bhaava bitte, rasane marethe, lowkika jeevana bayasi
Nara naanu, kogileyalla kooralu kombeyadi

Kashtabeda, sukhavonde nannabali irabeku ende
Nara naanu, praaniyalla, panchabhoothagala vashapadisidha thande

Naranemba ankitha bittu berenilla, naa marethe
Nara naanu, nannaththa iruvudhella bari korathe