LOL: Life Of Leo

Image Source Another month gets drowned in work, work and more work. Finally I completed the work that was to go in December and have a couple of days to relax now. The past month was so hectic that I do not recall how the days swept by. Just like October, this month too only revolved around work. I was always a workaholic and I like being drowned in responsibilities. But this time I too was over worked. Somehow things went great and I was given an award for my contributions. I was so happy. It always is good to have your hard work appreciated and recognized. My role changed too and I'm more than thrilled. Work is something that I have never ever complained about. Cal always appreciates my focus towards work and never complains about the extra hours that I had to put in. He understands how much it means to me. Having a husband who respects you and your work is so important. I'm blessed in every possible way, just by having him in my life. Apart from the achievements...

Image Source: Sharath Komarraju Title: The Puppeteers Of Palem Author: Sharath Komarraju Publisher: Westland Ltd Genre: Horror/Mystery Price: Rs. 350 MRP, Rs 280 on Flipkart Pages: 312 The village of Rudrakshapalem awakens, and tells her tale. Five friends return to the village of their childhood to find that nothing seems to have changed, and at the same time everything has.  Whose voice is it that called them back, and whose hand is it that now hunts them down, one by one? Palem’s grand old man, a Brahmin landlord, their childhood storyteller, makes one last ditch attempt to save his village from ruin at her hands. Will he succeed or will his past catch up with him and demand fair price? Two boys, one blind and the other lame, skirt the village borders at the old Shivalayam, listening, staring. On their faces they wear smiles of contentment. They sleep well. They see happy dreams. A TV reporter arrives to study the village, only to sink deeper into the myster...

Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher  In today's big bad world The coveted enemy of man is man No one here provides a helping hand Everyone wants to rise as much as they can It does not matter how they reach high Even if it means to push someone else down Man is divided in more ways than one It is much beyond the lines of white and brown Money has now become the center of being Human emotions have gone for a toss Man is ready rob, cheat or kill For one gain, there are hundreds of loss Infidelity, rape, theft and murder All these vicious crimes are on a steady rise For one man's five minutes of glory With their life, someone is paying the price Pointing fingers has got so easy Everyone wants to stand out and look No one wants to come in and help When pain and tears peep from every nook There is no humanity left in humans Animals now seem to be the better race The journey of life is now a competition Hurting others t...

Image Source December is here and along with the Christmas season, it is also the shopping season with almost every store putting up a sale board. Christmas is a beautiful season, there is always happiness in the air and pixie dust falls on everyone. Santa is watching and soon it will be time to buy and stock gifts for all your loved ones. But do we have the time to do all that shopping? My clients have a leave from 19th Dec until the New Year to celebrate Christmas but we have just a day off and nothing more. So how to complete shopping for a big fat family in just a day? And do we have the patience to parade from store to store, surviving the crowd and the dizziness? Well, I don't. Last week I went shopping with my best friend. We went to the famous Commercial Street of Bangalore that houses almost every brand that you can think off. This place also has innumerable street shops that sell everything from bright accessories to Jodhpuri jootis . As much as I enjoy the vibran...

Image Source I work in a team of three people, two guys and then me. We work on setting up an end to end system for buyers of a reputed supply chain market in the world. We worked country wise, taking up data and the requirements for the portal, setting up a user interface and then training the people of the company how to use this so that their buying gets easy. It is just like Flipkart and other e-commerce sites, except that, they but for the needs of their own company. Products on the website would be owned by different manufacturers. We would be making buying for the company so easy that all they need to do is login to a site and click the items they need and check out. The manufacturers will get their order and get them delivered to the company. Earlier, the client and the teams would go shopping from town to town to pick up merchandise to make their products. This includes raw materials for products, card boards for packing, toiletries, water cups and paper for invoices et...

Cleanliness is both the abstract state of being clean and free from dirt, and the process of achieving and maintaining that state .  This is how Wikipedia describes cleanliness. The Prime Minister of our country has stressed upon this fact right from day one. Remember the ads by Aamir Khan called ' Athithi Devo Bhava '? Are we actually a clean nation? Are we setting a good example for our visitors? But then again what does cleanliness mean? It has a different definition for each one of us. For me cleanliness is being pure and true to oneself from outside and the inside. This should be shown in our actions and our behaviour. And most importantly it should come from ones own thought and from within. And how do we achieve this? But creating awareness. And how do we do that? By raising our voice. I would like to address this issue on two grounds. One, by cleaning the literal filth from the streets of our country. Two, by cleaning the filthy thoughts from the minds o...

Image Source:  Snowstorm by Maurice de Vlaminck   For years it remained within This anger of losing it all Holding it within myself Has been a reason for my downfall But I had no one to talk to Nobody seemed to understand me I was left to battle it out They don't see what I see I was asked to not hold on to it Everyone asked me to let go How I could do it I wasn't aware Would it help me, I didn't know I chose paint to express myself Poured out all my feelings with a brush My anger slowly flowed out of me Spreading across the canvas in a rush This is what the outcome was The aftermath of fire blowing smoke It looked messy in every way But to me this painting spoke My anger was strewn all across Within myself I now felt light It is important to let go of the past There is no point of an endless fight As I see this painting here I see how messy my life has been I should have done this earlier Instead of ...

Image Source Maybe the cold has gone to my head, but I feel frozen inside. Suddenly every emotion and every heart beat tries to strangle me pulling me down with the pressures of maintaining a relationship that was wrong from day one. I feel the walls around are watching me with multiple eyes and judging me in a crass manner, without hearing the full truth that my heart wants to cry out. Every smile is fake and I hate myself for conforming to the regular juvenile norms of the society. I am drowning in this gargantuan space without someone to look at or talk to. I don't even know if I am alive anymore. Robotic routines, painful socialization, household chores all have started to get to me now. Trapped, is what I feel. In every phase of life and maybe within myself too. Do I break out? I'm not too sure if I have the strength to do it. A myriad emotions plague me. Each with a different tinge and different hue, leaving me whitewashed and devoid of any color in my life. I...

Image Source I'm swept away by a tornado Lost in the chimes of the purple fountain I walk along the lanes of blue leaves Finding my way up the red mountain I'm awed by the floral path Pink sunflowers sing me a song The sun seems to be shining bright I pat them on their head and walk along Leaving me yellow with their touch The bumblebees cross my way Then I hear sweet giggling tones I see orange unicorns laughing away I sit beside the green stream of water The fishes come up and glare at me I smile at them with utmost joy Like a mirror in their eyes I can see The lemon tree bows down at me Offering me its ripe plump fruit A single bite of it tastes so sweet Then I'm carried away by a parachute I find myself in the turquoise clouds A flock of birds come along to greet I feel like flying without wings As butterflies now caress my feet I'm taken away to a different planet Everything here seems to work by ...

Image Source " He is a sissy, I do not want him in my team ", their voice echoed in my ears every time I set foot on the playground. Yes, I have always been a timid boy but that doesn't mean that I need to be picked upon or ridiculed. Time and again, they made fun of me and made me feel like I am disabled or incapable of doing anything. It took all the patience I had to hold on to my self confidence and not fall prey to their attacks.  Today I think about all of them and smile, every time I get ready to pilot a flight that carry people like them. This five sentence fiction is written for the topic ' Flight ' at Lillie McFerrin Writes .