Mr Gokul

Today is Sreekrishna jayanthi. Decided to go for Arabikadal at 2.30PM.
No work, hanging out at Gokuls place.........

self confidence

Life is a journey ,where at every step the journey is the destination.
There are no set places to reach.

To be complety misunderstood once by one group of people or person is
understandble. But to be shunned by your own parents is a sure a
little dificult .

Going mobile blogging

Just got all my stuff co ordinated for mobile blogging....

Got back home by around 5PM from our estate. Ammama had been constantly reminding me about her wish to do a temple trip. So we went this evening.

Its one un chartable experience to go to our favorite Thali temple in the evening. The preparation starts with me wearing a Mundu (which these days i wear only to temples) and today's pick had a light streak of brocade on it. I don't know really at what time they light those small temple lamps in their little oil holders. Anyway they were all there light up , bright waiting as they must have from time eternity. Walked into the small hall connecting to the sanctum santorum. Saw a rare sight, 3 old temple umbrellas from a by gone era, was somebody from a long forgotten time also here for their prayers? Walked on and reached the place in front of Lord Shiva's idol where i usually get stunned. This main idol is placed as if it is in a cave with temple lamps to light up. There is no place for words here , you just need to be there that is all , maybe express a thanks. We walk on and reach the place where you pick up those small vessels of oil. Ammama and me pick up one each and pour the oil into the huge lamp burning right behind the main idol. As usual i take back Ammamas empty empty oil pot ( this routine between us have been going on whenever we are in the temple together).

The small hall in the temple is my dream den. I usually sit there and imagine what it must have been ages back when there was no electricity etc. If only those wooden pillars can talk, they would tell me about all those dancers who swayed there. The last part of our temple trip is to Lord Krisna's office. He is really a freaked out god, the one who chased all those girls and all. You may not believe it but even now i have encountered the prettiest girls always in this part of the temple. Today the temple singer was missing but the guy playing Adaka was on a roll. I closed my eyes for the music, slowly the rhythm and vibration got to me.

On my way out of the temple Amma told me that she had done a Pushpanjali for Leena. That was so nice of her. Slowly i started the car with ammama beside me and Amma, Ammu edathi behind. There is so much more i want to put in. but words are poor carriers for meaning. So come along with us and experience it all ........................

Its a Sunday morning. Got up at 6.30 AM , lazed on my bed for a while. Out of nowhere a thought came in ,why not go for the group session of "The Art of living" program(they have Sunday morning sessions) that starts at around 7 AM. Made 2 frantic calls to some currently active members like Ajanta & Hari . Finally connected with Dulip ( my old friend from GAME times) who gave me the venue and informed me that I had just 5 minutes to reach there before it starts. Got on my bike and rode like the wind. It was really nice to do the yoga & Sudarshana kriya till 9.15 AM and return home with a big smile plastered on my face. Had breakfast (vellapam & stew), watched my favorite "Car and bike show" on CNBC. Ran up the stairs to my office ,opened my computer checked my mails. Had 2 interesting mails, one was from Nileena( my cousin sister who is presently studying in London) and the other from my fiance Leena. As usual I had screwed up a bit with Leena by going too fast too soon. Which is typical me. I had decided last night that things on that front needs to cool down.

Cleaned my bike with water from the garden hose. Today being a rare sunny day in June, i need to put white grease on all crome parts before the real rains come. By then Nommi came home. I happen to be her new found computer coach. Showed her some basic stuff , created a new email Id etc for her. Anyway her new computer will come home only tomorrow. I think she is going to have fun getting into the family e mail regulars. Sometime in between Ami & Abhi came home after their Sunday church classes. They always bring with them a trail of havoc but havoc in a nice way. Ran in for my bath. Had a nice lunch(lots of home grown mangoes). Got back on my computer , replied to Leena's mail. Watched TV. During my evening Tea I was really surprised to hear amma talking to Nileena on the phone. She very rarely calls. So plucked the phone from moms hand, it was really nice to hear nileena's voice. We discussed "The monk who sold his Ferrari" book, she is reading it now.

Evening at our health club is really nice. Being the World cup time the number of members are not much. Got on the tread mill ran for 25 minutes at a good pace. The view from the tread mill is to the pool downstairs, its really nice to watch all the kids enjoying it out in the pool. By the time I was out of the tread mill the club was near empty. Helped doc(he is a Nero specialist from a nearby hospital) with his weights. Then he too left.

Realized one stunning truth which I really believed in. The best moments in life are always spent alone, no way to share them with anyone. And the fact that you are always alone in a beautiful way...........