The Devil Side....

Its good to be back in chennai for some time. Wanted to write a lot of things. But couldn't manage to find time between friends, family, work and their tortures. Someo f the things i have noticed to write 1. Sign Boards in Malayalam in Muscat Airport. Felt good. 2. Train Reservation Form in Malayalam/English in Trichy. Little weird. 3. The cute gal Dhanya who sang "Mukunda Mukunda" for me when we were waiting for the selection round of Raj TV's Top Singer Programme at Trichy. 4. Friends'marriage attended in Kondayampalli, Salem district. 5. The movie "Jayam Kondaan" in Mina theatre where i slept from the 10th minute of the movie. 6. An enjoyable evening in lonely part of Kollidam river and the amusements with its new water. 7. The movie list which I want to see, but keep on dragging. I thought i can watch more movies if i come to India. Here the situation is upside down. 8. Struggles of old people suffering in illness. 9. Joy of new babies coming into f...

If anyone asks me SKIP 5 Level of your identity and Who are you? Definitely I will say that I am a student at my sixth level of identity. Let me explain this here. As a confused reader of Bhagavat Gita who failed to finish the book at least once, I somehow believe that all embodied beings are non-different in their essence and the seeming differences which appear are due to distinctive attributes and any seeming perception of inequality is due to delusion. So whatever I am thinking/writing about myself are my attributes and not about me. Level 1: Obviously it is my name along with my father's name as the usual practice of identifying a person in most part of the world. I feel that our parents’ attributes and reputation also influence our identity in initial stages. And most of the time we acquire some contrasting attributes from our parents'. Level 2: I am an Indian. Now days I am wearing this nationality tag/attribute to me because recently I am traveling...