Dreadful young kids!

Isn't it just few days ago that I have come to this place as the youngest person. And now! All elder people have either disappeared or busied themselves in world tours. Everyone around looks unpardonably younger to me. I wish I could curse these kids gray hairs and dry skin next time when they look at me piteously. They put on airs without effort. One smiles at me sarcastically because one could finish the work in a day which I have scheduled for a week. Another treats me a fool because he could read 'anything and everything' whereas I was stuck with Dostoevsky. One carries around a superior feeling for one thinks though I am aged, my manners aren't greatly improved.

Well, I've calculated the 'few days' as 5*365 + 3*30 days.

My best friend's wedding

On 30th April, my father got through a surgery for the road accident he had on 24th April. The same day, my best friend and my best friend's best friend called me to invite me for their long awaited wedding on 28th May. I congratulated both of them and was happy. Years ago, I thought my happiness for this occasion was impossible. Over the time, I realized that there is a mysterious equation which turns your foes to friends and friends to foes and you know not when.

3D, Chaitu and I attended the wedding. 3D and Chaitu left early because of their personal engagements. So I had to join them either at Rajahmundry or at Eluru on our return journey. During the wedding, I was honored with the privilege to do what I want to do at my friend's wedding as if I was one in their family. I didn't want to misuse this honor so I left with my best friend's family when they saw her off at her in-law's place.

I wanted to spend the remaining time I had before joining 3D in the old way. I had a walk about Godavari ghats to search for a hideout where I could sit and philosophize my life while enjoying the view of lively water which was shy and calm a moment and was shocked and splattered by a speed boat in another moment. My search was in vain. Before I could find a goofy place, I found a curious event where a bunch of people(of all ages) gathered and were rejoicing Annamayya sankeertanas on the occasion of his birthday. As I was no more a music lover, I continued my previous search. But then, I heard some meaningful words being uttered by a singer as a preface to an equally beautiful song. So I got in and listened to the full song. Surprisingly the same song was sung by five more artists both young and old.

The first few lyrics of this song go like this..

Ekkadi maanusha janmambettina phalamemunnadi
nikkamu ninne nammiti nee chittambikanu.

Listen to it once, you'll listen to it thousand times. BTW, this song is not annamayya's sankeertana but his son's. It is one more beautiful question and elegant submission to God similar to the one in "Arziyan" from Delhi-6.

My geek hero

I have fallen in love with Mike Scruggs for the way he understands an idea himself and makes others understand it in the same way and for his super confidence to dissect the problem and debug with complete accuracy and no assumptions. I wouldn't mind even if he calls me a fat head. I must have been really one if he calls me so. I am captivated by 'His Excellency'.