Life at its Fullest

Hi people,

Here I am bunking my daily scrum with supercilious reason "too busy to attend".

Today I have a craving to write a romantic post, like midnight cream stone’s dry fruit delight or the super urgent shopping urges, (Yeah these are impossible for me to stop).

Back in the day I used to write these kind of posts for which I am very proud of, for which my friends thought I am in a serious r***tion, like this, that.

So whole must write romantic post made me realize  you actually need some emptiness to feel things right, and get things right.

Like, you can only enjoy a good meal when you are hungry. A person who truly loved and nurtured from childhood always assume those are just easily available (like most of us).

Once rejected can understands the value of acceptance. Failure makes life more understandable.

How does this sound, weird or creepy? :)

Look I have a theory too. Do you know how many emotions human can feel? Yeah even I don't know... Ok let’s leave this neuron specialists, Happy, sad, lost, loved, dejected, depressed, ecstatic etc... Everybody wants be happy, and we can’t even imagine what people (Eww... I am not talking with aliens so...we) do to be happy, We fear of taking chances because those may make us sad, we fear taking new challenges, taking new paths, welcoming new people into our life.. The list is endless...

But being sad is not that much bad you know (yes with experience ), I won’t tell you that this will make you strong or other shit, When you are sad , that definitely not make you strong , it make you vulnerable ,sensitive, moody cranky .. But when you cross this, you know how to react to that shit, and you are armed to make happier situations to ecstatic. Being ecstatic definitely beats happy. :)

And you can see the diffidence between small line and big line.

So let’s enjoy all the tastes in life sweet, sour, spicy... After all we need some really nice and crispy stories to tell our grand kids, they will be 25^th century kids obviously hard to please... :)

Do let me know what you think of this. I don't know is this whole preachy thing actually works... see ya..

How much of you is really you?

Writing a post on Saturday evening is definitely not me, but for the benefit of human race i sacrificed my one awesome weekend evening to enlighten you all. In other words I got bored L

How much weird is this title to you? But definitely I really got a point this time to make, trust me.

Everyone have different opinions about us. For some you are the laziest, for other you are hard working , some may agree you are the smart worker, but how much will these opinions effect us(Not in a good way or a bad but like how much way J) .

Let’s do a case study.

Subject for test :who else will sign up for these crazy things. So ME.

Just assume lot of circles going inward and outward (yeah you got it.. flash back)

One day when girls end playing  khokho or kabaddi , because boys need a bigger ground for their stupid cricket . Me and my friends are seriously discussing about promoting khokho for Olympics, one ball hit me badly, so when I am about scream/cry. My P.ED sir told me I am unqualified to cry in front of others because I am too strong for that. I don’t know the fact behind that statement, but I just believed that.. From that day on-wards I never cried in front of others.

So swathi is cool enough to not to give safety advice to friends, swathi is independent enough to handle things.

So these opinions definitely played a bigger part in shaping up my personality.

If you say to a kid, that he is stubborn he will become one, If you repeatedly tell your boyfriend he is late for everything, he will take the cue.. so instead of that tell him he used to be on time earlier kind of like that (come on he is your friend you know better :P)

So how much of you is really you?

Chikmaglur travel experience( One crzay day)

Uh..huh..

Another travelogue, Basically i am not so fond of travelogues, full of history and geography details.. may be another reason for my dislike is jealousy, while u r sittig in your office working ur *** off reading ,someone enjoying nature, swimming with dolphins does not help much (oh no what did i admit, by the way.. Swathi never feel jealous). So dont expect me to write stuff like that because i am lazy enough to forget the routes and history.. besides who need it when u have google maps and wikipedia

So i went to a place called chikmagalur (I donno y but i always end up pronouncing it as chikmangalur) Dont ask me how much distance from banglore or hyderbad . It is far enough that you wont feel your legs during this journey..

Climate is cold enough to skip bath for two days(Hey not me i am good girl u know).

Routes are confusing enough to get lost.

Ghat roads are high enough to feel rats in your stomach.(Ew.. Even i am digusted with this comparision)

Fog is good enough that you will chant Hanuman danadakam secretly( Again not me) , though i thought twice that i am gonna die.

This place made me feel jealous of karnataka for it's beauty, why god why only they have all scenic places.. why?

Ok lets start with food( Dont gime that weird look, everybody likes food u know).. I guess all vegetables are filled with more oxygen and more taste here. Even i found cauliflower is tasty (there is really god here), Chicken is so soft that i cant stop eating .. Lastly coffee come on you have to talk about coffee when you stayed in coffee estate ... I am not so a coffee drinker or lover.. But this place made me to find taste in coffee though i added double sugar. This place one hell of yummiest.

Coming to roaming

We went to mulyangiri.. kind of high peak,, gives you goosebumps, with super natural views.. And to my surprise there is a temple( Hey i found the reason why temples are situated on top of moutains, by the time you reach any hill, you will be half scared to death, so our ancestors figured this out and to comfort us they build a temple to give some moral support.. how kind na). Did i tell you there are lot of steps need to be climbed to reach that temple, By the time we reached temple. There is heavy downpour.. Luckily bhagavan shiva gave us shelter with prasad( oh no that kanzoos pujari did nt offer me any, may be because of the coins i left as dakshin.. Note to self :Carry cash to temples to impress pandits.. they are the ones who offer prasadam.. ) After some time rain was stopped , we manage to climb down to the place where our vehicles parked , after completing mandatory facebook photo session , we are wrapped up for the day.

Next day is kind of search for waterfall. My eyes are kind of hungry for waterfalls, I guess we went for some place.. (hang on a minute i forgot the name pinging a friend for it) oh yeah got it .. kimmengundi.. this is also a peak point.. There is a superb ghat.. i guess tigers are good in hiding so we could not see any.. superb rain .. After nagging for continuous 20 mins my driver let me open the window.. Man this is the ultimate for awesome ness.. But actually fog killed most of the view... After we went to the peak point.. There is a heavy rain ,unlike previous day we are not that lucky.. so drenched in rain and i alsmost freezed to death.. We ate dhaba food but billed like restaraunt places (The board actually read as restorent, with all my super brains i asked someone, meaning of the word). We also went to some waterfalls , did not remember the name, Am sure my online support also did not remember this.. It is so tiny.. but the amla with salt and chilli is yummiest for the freezing weather( how come i wont forget about food, I am sure that if i dig deep enough i can even tell you the name of the amla vendor :P).. Thats a wrap for a second day.

Third day we went for estate tour, saw a waterfall.. and the algae there does not feel slippery like all other algae.. weird huh!!!

Belur: It is actually made me proud to live in this corrupted country.. The architecture is finer than the design on my dupatta. I wish i have a saree with the design engraved in pallu (after all a girl u know). And i did not know the diety name( i bought prasadam from there and my coll asked me the deity name that is when i looked at the cover of prasadam, thank god i did not buy the plain covers one :))

so thats it

Things i learnt:

Even grownups are scared of dogs.. (Phani i did not mention your name here you know)

Boys are also sensitive..

Moving things(vehicles) are not my forte

Never trust promises, when it involves cycle riding..

And you let me falldown..