My Writing - 15th Feb 2009

I am writing wherever I see place, doing good today, having some really free time on this sunday; no plans as such next week planning to have a go at some surrounding places near chennai, still preparing plan, 'll update soon.


I really have to control my thoughts and emotions; still after so many exercises I'm still revealing everything  about me. I have my dance class again tomorrow, waiting for that and yes there's an interview pending with the client this tuesday, I don't bother I still feel I have all the topics in my mind, I'll revise once more.


Waiting for my Guitar, raring to go. So many tunes in my mind, also waiting for time to continue my french learning.

My Writing - 22nd March 2006

One's Love lost is one's gain and one's pain
If there isn't suffering then there isn't love
Love germinates out of anguish, distress and mournings of the lover.
Love receives nothing but perceives everything.

My Writing - 1st June 2004

"The day when I smelled once again the scent of Value labs. The day came tearing the apron of waiting which has been like a veil between us and our company.
Even now I don't have any confirmation of not returning early.
I wish I would atleast taste the lunch today, if fortune favours atleast the snacks and most of all, the evening ending in value labs.
The delightful day in my life carrier may be this one or another.
bye for now.
"

I owe a lot to you

Another post dedicating to someone who made a change in my life.
Majjiga Kishore Reddy
I fondly call him Kishore garu. He is much elder to me; when I joined my first job, he was 10 years older to me.
I never thought of these quesions.
what it takes to exercise? how does it feel to be fit? do you need to exercise? are you interested in physical activities? 
I was always new to the world of physical fitness.
Every alternate day I used to fall sick and my dad almost killed my immunity with all his antibiotics.
Till I joined my first job and met my fitness guru Kishore garu, i never heard of exercise and physical fitness.
I took 2 months of leave during my Engg days when I was affected by rheumatoid arthritis; Doctors couldn't identify what that was and somehow one of them identified it as arthritis.
Can a person in his teen age (I was 18-19 years then) get affected by arthritis? I wasn't sure, nor the doctors.
I was affected by infection, fever every other week, cold, cough etc etc during my schooling.
There was a surprise package though; I won 100% attendance award when I was in my Intermediate (10+1), the reason was that I used to cycle 5-6 kms daily to and from the college which would've made me fit.
I was 21 then and I got my first job in Value labs; It was the year 2004 and I think I met this man, Kishore garu in the year 2005 who introduced me to the word "swimming".
I don't remember how it all started but somehow he invited me and other colleagues in our project to the pool. 
We all went, since no one knows how to swim we had some good time having fun and returned.
I liked it and joined the pool (dolphin swimming pool, banjara hills, hyderabad) for learning. Even Murali ( there are a whole lot of stories on this person to write, I will deal with him seperately in another blog) joined the pool.
Murali learnt fast and he swam 5-10 mts within first 4 days while I was still learning how to move legs and how to breathe inside the water. I became jealous and I wanted to learn faster, that gave me much boost, meanwhile Murali left as he lost interest while I continued learning.
I learnt the free style by the coach; then I started going regularly, I think initially it was 50\- INR per hour( later they increased it to 70\- INR per hour). I continued going and learnt the back style all by myself. It was very tough as I had to learn all by myself, some days it was raining; Since I being stubborn didn't leave the place and continued to learn and learnt the back style too. It was a victory I still cherish. Then for months I continued there swimming the complete pool length and gaining my immunity slowly. Some days kishore garu used to come along with his daughter and wife. His daughter would float with her small rubber tyre.


Later Kishore garu and I went to MCH (municial corporation of hyd) pool at secunderabad for a month. the pool being a government one wasn't so clean compared to the dolphin pool but there were lot of trainers there who taught all the basics to the students and elders.
I learnt the perfect free style technique there and I never looked back from then.
Kishore garu used to accompany with me daily around 5.30 to 6 AM to this pool; it was 10 kms from each of our homes.


Later I joined the mighty Gachibowly Swimming pool, kishore garu came once/twice but couldn't continue as its too long from his place (vijay nagar colony).
I almost went for a year to the Gachibowly stadium (having rest in between whenever I met with accidents on the gachibowly to lingampally road).
Suresh sir, the coach at the pool taught me butterfly stroke and breast stroke, there by making me a full fledged swimmer. 
After so many years I still remember kishore garu without whom I would never have exercised and would never have built my immunity and strength.
I became a fitness freak since then and with coming to Australia I almost became a nutritionist and a body builder and even started writing blogs on nutrition and fitness.


Some people make big impact in your life; some teach you what is life while some come along with you and experience your life (spouse).
There are very few who changes your life for ever and here is this man who did this to me.


Kishore Garu, you changed my life 7 years ago and I am still enjoying the change.
I owe to you a lot and a lot more.

You are what you are

This post has been pending for sometime since he has left Australia.


This is dedicated to you Chetan bhai.


The word "bhai" added to your name not by chance but by love and by appreciation; we all know its not your sir name and its a crown to you.
I remember the early days when you came to the account, we used to talk on phone.
You gave us full freedom to work on the issues and you would always support us and encourage us.
I won't talk much about the work as I have more good things to say about you other than work.
I've never been outside India and you gave me the chance to visit Australia and work here; I've almost completed a year and I should thank you for what you've done for me.
I remember the days when you introduced me to the customers and other colleagues in Fosters.
Being a true leader, you guided me and introduced me to the Aussie culture :) I've done things which I never dreamed of doing in my life.
I was new to the place but you made me at ease.
I should appreciate your perseverance, your patience and your skills at managing things. 
I know people failed to recognize you but not we, we know what you are.
You've been my friend and guide again when you visited Aus for the second time; I was feeling lonely and was looking for company and there you were being a true friend, consoling me and our friends and spending your valuable time with us.
You brought the bonding that we missed; you taught us the importance of being together.
We appreciate your fighting skills and your spirit of believing in what you do.
You are a true champion and with all the love and affection, here is my post dedicating to you.


Thank you Chetan Bhai.

@ back home

Its been 6 weeks since my last visit to the Gym in Melbourne; the difference is obvious.
I gained paunch, weighing almost the same as was 6 weeks ago but lost my fitness.
I lost my fairness due to the heat in Tenali/Guntur/Chennai.
I lost my biceps, thigh muscles, my hips, muscles in the chest, my back muscle etc.
I lost my V shape. I gained fat under my belly, due to the traditional Indian food.
Trans fats in the Oil we use there, eating plenty of white rice, plenty of sugar and plenty of everything.
I did try to jog for some days (4 times I think) and did a lot of walking in the sun which affected my health but couldn't regain my fitness.
It was terrible in my home town, temperatures soaring around 30-35, too humid, daily 8-10 hours of power cut due to the telangana struggle in AP. It was simply awful experience there (only w.r.t weather)
Since its been awhile that I've been outside India it was good being there, among the locals. speaking in your mother tongue, visiting my relatives and handing their gifts.
Parents, grandparents, brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles. Its good.
Though there were some anxious moments but all went well, thanks to god and to my perseverance.
I tried not to lose cool and the results came out good.
Yes, its so easy to be away from home but difficult to come back; you want to be back when you are away and you want to go away when you stay longer at your home.
Its different and its good; an experience staying in your home after living for a while in the world's most liveable city(Melbourne).


I know this post is quite boring, i just don't feel writing now but had to write something as its been a while coming back to my Blog........

Does every son feel the same

I can now see the evolution of life in my life too.
My parents are growing old, my dad behaving like a child, shouting, scolding, laughing loudly, thinking too much, cracking jokes etc etc.


I can see me loosing patience towards my mother and father, I started showing my dissent towards my dad and mom. I've now become a typical son who just doesn't listen to what his parents say; who sees his parents as additional responsibility but not as a part of his family.


I know I am different and not like other sons but all these typical features of a son slowly started emerging.
I am trying to avoid my father, i don't want him to meet my relatives, friends.
I don't want to visit him often.
I want to control him, i want to tell him always that I am right and he is wrong.
I tell him that I am superior to him.
I say that he didn't do anything for my well being and I did everything on my own to be what I am.
I tell him that I don't care what he thinks and I would do what I wanted to do.
I feel I am more energetic and more strong than him and also question him how did he acquire those diseases
I see him as an intruder in my life.
I want to restrict the amount of money I give to him every month.
I get angry whenever he asks me money.
I shout at him for not doing those things and instead waiting for me to do.
I despise him.
I criticize every step he takes and does.


I never knew I would be feeling/doing all these things but this started soon.
This is the evolution of life; after 10-20 years I could see my son/daughter asking me questions and I scolding them for nothing; The cycle repeats, another 25 years and they start doing the same to me.
Is this life? Does everyone fall in the same category?
Are every son and father the same?
Every son eventually becomes a father and he could see his reflections. 
This evolution cycle rotates and rotates and never stops; life moves on, people change roles and a new life starts, there are no stops and no pauses in life.


I hope and wish I won't be the same as my father when I become a father.