A Little Theatre

I have always been in love with theatre but only as a spectator. A little endeavor from my cousin excited me enough to participate in a small skit she conceived for my blog. May be we do some more in near future. It was funny but doing it was real fun too. I hope all of you will ignore the silly execution mistakes as this was first of its kind.

Watch it for yourself…

Filed under: Attitude, Life, Memories

Your Farewell Party

Last week few colleagues parted us for other locations with good reasons. In current scenario every one seems to be so busy in his own web of works that nobody finds time to attach or think emotionally for the other.  I also avoided attending farewell parties organized, thinking myself to be very busy amongst work and family with defining my own priorities. I am not at all worried for that apparent question on the desk that how many will return for my farewell party. With the passage of time it is getting more transparent that every thing seems to work in place with or without any one in this world maybe with some little hiccups.

My concern is, “Are we turning more and more professional in our attitude?” However hard fact remains that biggest of the organizations run even after loosing their real heroes.

Filed under: Attitude, Life, Memories , Farewell

End of Enigma

The death of Sri Lankan Tamil Tiger leader Velupillai Prabhakaran who has acquired legendary notoriety and his remaining lieutenants marks the end of Asia’s longest civil war, and one of the world’s most enduring rebellion activities. The official figure of human fatality in warfare over the years was about 70,000.

Filed under: Goings, Memories , Prabhakaran

Zigzag

Last Sunday I went to roam with my camera to some old places of town and suddenly I reached a zigzag point which I use to recapitulate as the first zigzag of my life. Rather I started understanding the twists of crisscross life from here. It is about nineteen years back when I was instigated by one of my class fellows  for throwing proposal to my first crush, which I obediently executed. I saw her for the first time on my way to school in a local bus.

Filed under: Life, Memories , Kishore Kumar, Rajesh Khanna