wAlk On

Its been ages since i made any entry here and really don't know why. Has life moved on. If i were to look back i would say i had given up on a whole lot of things only to pursue others which i would have anyway done in my life. So why give up one some?!?

Between April 2009 and now, to this date and time, i have spent not more than 5 months of productive work. And not once do i sit back and wonder what the fuck is it that i am doing?? Where is the wilderness that i truly sought? Where are my muses to tinker with my broken lyre?

Music has faded away, the ride's become still.
What was once is now a forgotten restaurant bill.
An experience of taste, colour and aroma
Only to be savoured, paid and "," (coma)
Life goes on. (Never Stops at just One)

The engine's been silent long enough. Gotten cold. The party's been long enough, the path raring to be trodden, ridden along. Have become fattened by the stay, lazy and way too comfortable. Gotta get up and look for my helmet, gloves and keys. Might have to buy a new jacket cos this one's been sitting long enough, its beginning to fall apart. But for now will make do with the old boy till it starts giving me the chills.

Been partying so long, totally forgot what the track looked like. Maybe its just me and my fading memory but it all seems to have changed, transformed and altered. Or maybe its just the new riding glasses - traded my old ones for this new pair, fits very well. Anyway one can't tell whats real now!!

Reality just seems like a figment from a momentary lapse in story telling now. Remembering Maya. Thats what it is. A wonderful memory of something that just about lived with you a while. And then gone. But then again Maya is just an explanation to that. She is just coincidence/ consequence. But all the same its something you keep in touch with.

But the ride's got to go on. Some one once said "Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving." Now this someone happens to be acknowledged as one of the smartest brains to have ever walked the surface of this planet. The ride's got to begin all over before the carnival rust comes riding into the very core of the machinery that will keep the bike moving forward. Have rested long enough to call this stop home. But there really is no home:

WHERE I REST MY HEAD IS HOME.

Something i have always believed in, something i just forgot. Home is where i am headed, once my ride is done.

P.S: glad to be back

Coming Back to Life

OK so i have been off the radar for quite sometime, so thought will get back to writing.
Well to start with i got married on the 2nd of Sept 2009 in a very simple ceremony attended by family and close friends in chennai... have moved to a new place to stay in mumbai and since been getting along to living the life of a married man.
I thought things would be different after the wedding but well thats how life is... things haven't changed they've gotten better. A whole lot more challenges and a whole lot more responsibilities. and yet a long journey to go from here.

I did the Landmark Forum and immediately completed the Curriculum for Living. My life has not been the same since, its like getting a whole new life, something that i can create and yes be completely responsible for everything that happens in it.

Things move fast and so does life... and what i came to see in this journey is that no matter what happens "THINGS CAN ONLY GET BETTER"... and so what goes my father if a rock moves 2 inches on Venus.

So here i am back... A new life and a whole new world to share.

this year my wife is directing a film, i am directing a road show, got a few animation projects to kick off and am making 1 crore this financial year. :)