What would life be like, if not for the good memories that we collect over the journey(Life). Every memory is unique in its own way. But there are few memories which definitely are a niche above the other ones. The memories which gives you tranquility, takes out your loneliness, makes you feel proud, makes you feel wanted,cared and respected. The ones which bring a small smile on your face without even you noticing it. This is an article about one such memory that I will cherish forever.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Home
This is the introduction I wrote for my cousins assignment "History of Houses"
Man has always looked upto nature for answers. So was the case with housing also. The palatial buildings and the archetctural masterpieces we see today is nothing but a evolution of lame attempt made by man to imitate the harmless birds going back to their nests for resting. The vulnerability of primordial man was always a reason for his fear and a feeling of insecurity always haunted him. A house to him was a protection from wild animals and the ruthless nature out there. It was a symbol of security and safety for him. In short it was his home.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
ಓ ನನ್ನ ಹ್ರುದಯ ಸಖಿ.
ನಿನ್ನನ್ನು ನೋಡಿ, ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಮರೆತೆ,
ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಮರೆತು, ನಿನ್ನೊಡನೆ ಬೆರೆತೆ,
ನಮ್ಮ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ನೋಡಿ, ನಾನು ಮೆರೆದೆ,
ನಿನ್ನನ್ನು ನೋಡಿ ಈ ಕವನ ಬರೆದೆ.
ಮಬ್ಬು ತುಂಬಿದೆ,
ಬಂದು ಪ್ರಜ್ವಲಿಸು ಈ ಗೋಕುಲದಲ್ಲಿ ಓ ನನ್ನ ಹ್ರುದಯ ಸಖಿ.
ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಮರೆತು, ನಿನ್ನೊಡನೆ ಬೆರೆತೆ,
ನಮ್ಮ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ನೋಡಿ, ನಾನು ಮೆರೆದೆ,
ನಿನ್ನನ್ನು ನೋಡಿ ಈ ಕವನ ಬರೆದೆ.
ಮೋಡವು ಕವಿದಿದೆ,
ಮಬ್ಬು ತುಂಬಿದೆ,
ಬಂದು ಪ್ರಜ್ವಲಿಸು ಈ ಗೋಕುಲದಲ್ಲಿ ಓ ನನ್ನ ಹ್ರುದಯ ಸಖಿ.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Victory is just an excuse for celebration : The story of how we won decathlon
Discalimer : Since the author also was a part of the team, we can't promise the reader an impartial view. Any reader who feels that views are biased may immediately leave the blog now. (@ Team : Since I am writing the article, I am the hero in the story... You have a problem?)
They say a war is won or lost before the army sets their foot on warfield. Similar was the case with us. Even before the prelims started we were planning our stage performance for the victory celebrations. Victory was just an excuse for celebrations and having victory as an excuse is defenitely a great feeling.
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Experiences,
Mindtree,
Myself
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