AreN't I Happy!!!!!!!

I remember glimpse of my kindergarten days. Always in jovial mood and enjoying with friends. Nothing used to lure me or nothing used to stop me to enjoy upto my fullest extent. I was happy while playing and even I was happy while crying for chocolates, horlicks, amul and ofcos my favorite ice cream. How fun it was? But only thing I can say is "Gone are the DAYS".

Oh God!!! why u took away that funny age from my layers of age bars. What crime I did for which u enhanced all my awareness/senses to feel for sorrows. Cannot you make them to catch only joy and happiness? I wish I were like that. I was a maverick.

Things started when I joined school, slowly I allowed myself to have a coating of external hinderance for happiness. I started feeling the word "self". Started feeling jealous of people who were better than me. But why? Even I dono. I remember my standard-2 final mathe exam results, I got 95 out of 100. There was a girl who had secured 100 out of 100. I tried to cheat my teacher by manipulating one answer in the paper. I was caught. Since then I stopped talking to that girl for jealousy. Later thought of talking to her but unfortunately I left that school. I was not happy for months because she secured more than me, that to she used to stay near my home. When I was in Lkg, why din I think about my marks? These all questions always make me to mull.

High school days, started hating people whom I din like. I wonder why this din happen in early days. Does it lead to "M not happy" tag to my forehead? Got everything sweet family, good bunches of jokers (my pals). But still I went to kettles of fish every other day thinking about what I don have. But why cant I think what God has given me. "Aren't I happy?"

College days, people started thinking about engineering and medical. I too, "engineering is good handsome salary and lots of exposure" thats what a 16 year old boy thinks out of school. Went into the channelized and already set single line career. Later on realized, am not happy with it. But no options. Joined a software company, one of the best in core development. But I am not happy. Don ask me guys, I don know even. Started feeling like, gimme a break and lemme change my company. Joined an international MNC. Felt good for few days. But the memory cells started pulling me "am not happy". Now what, I dont know, confused!!!!!!!!

Now too its happening intermittently, sometimes m happy and sometimes I go into oceans. Why? Is it like all the people fell so, or "am not happy?". I feel "If I were a kid".....

But we grow along with our age and we start to think a lot, with this beutiful mind people are there who hold their nerves and they come out of all these mental traumas. A renowned boxer (don remember the name) had stated something which we always come across in our life. He was suffering from cancer, known to be the most dangerous decease to perish. He was asked in an interview, do you regret and complain God. He replied if I din ask God "Why me" when he made me boxing champion and gave all happiness then why shall I do now?

Guys, While I wrote this blog was thinking I wont be unhappy anymore. But its really a huge task, will definitely write blogs if I will come across any such bad day where I feel "Aren't I happy!!!!!!!".

"poroma vyomana"

Lemme tell something abt the phrase "poroma vyomana", a phrase from an erudite of veda's time. The phrase was written in ancient indian script sanskrit. People know that the vedas were written in sanskrit. But actually it started with some un-correlated drawings and scripts. Later it was re-written in sanskrit. Later they called it vedas. Most of the things and scriptures in vedas are related to chimeric thots, they were more into illumination kinda feeling. They were not realistic. Noone used to say "this is mine" and "that is yours". So called saints of that era never used to script anything with realistic notion.
When things started to conincide with spiritism and reality, savants started deriving meaning from all the scripts of vedas (specially from rig veda). But problem for gurus like Sri dayanand and Mr. Aiyar were non articulated philological scripts in the vedas. One can depict anything from the illuminated phrases of vedas. Thus it was difficult to define any meaning of any phrase of vedas. It was the short time before the age of Upnisheds and Sanhitas, when morals of vedas were getting splitted into two ways. This saga of difference of two concepts narrated by the brahmanas and the Upanisheds itself can give thousands of examples of multi meaning phrases. It depends who makes "Sandhi Biched" (splitting words to derive meaning) in what way. Slowly in the later period "sandhis" were defined but during the period I am talking about was ill-treated period for scriptures.
So if you consider the phrase "poroma vyomana". Generally todays date we say the meaning is "highest heaven". This is a famous sanskrit word even used by most of the mantras by the brahmins. But in the period of scripting vedas, few writers justified "poroma vyomana" can also be articulated as lowest hollow. As "uma" (in the word vyomana) means "who was prevented from doing of own will". They said "poroma vyomana" can also be meant as lowest hollow.
So what I wanted to convey here in this message is, vedas are such complex thing anyone can make out any meaning from a single possible phrase. For some it may be a constructive meaning or for some it can be something hell. Understanding at least a single veda among the available four vedas is inconceivable. Even european scholars had put their hand into solving the meanings but they were able to do it upto some extent which is nowhere near the huge ocean of scripts in "vedas the writ". Simple example would be one word "Aum" having thousands of linguistic meanings.

premier jour....

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hi, this is saggy the sagar. I always thank my stars to be born in a family where people love travelling and exploiting different hidden corners of India.
Still remember the days ma dad used to offer ma mom 2 options (when ma dad got any bonus or reward). @@@ u want a gold chain or
@@@ u want to go some place.
Ma mom who is a south indian, well known for females putting flowers and boring jewelleries I say gold "hathkadis", always refused to buy gold. Since then it has been a routine to go some place every summer.
Had a habit of writttting every tiny experience of my jaunts into a small notepad. But by the help of Mr.Computer now i feel high into the sky to post about my itinerary to pondicherry.
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They call it "premier jour" in french.
Started my journey with ma friend manoj. Entered the train with a feel as if all the Bangaloreans greeting us "Bon Voyage". We were not closing eyes with a fear of missing the excitement for the trip. But ultimately to keep the process set I said bye to the dawn dedicated for pondicherry.
I hate annas and ammas of chennai who did not even ask me before chocking all the wheels of chennai. What to do!!!!!!
They asked u know tamil? i wonder i was not in India..Do we have any tamil coaching classes in B'lore?? Oh gosss I wanna learn...
Somehow i was able to reach a friend's place. Went to a hotel for breakfast, yummy typical oriya khana.. "Puri and guguni". Koi mujhe puri and guguni ladega kya?
Thanks God!!! I was lucky enough as i was in the lucky street as my friend "Lucky" puts up there. Sochta hoon .. To ask her to come back to B'lore. Else who can miss the food she cooked for me n manoj. "Subhan Alla"....
As the day was almost kissing the night we started for pondi or pudducherry or pondicherry. I was thinking of requesting Tata Motors/Ashok Leyland for more buses. ufffffff it was awful to stand for 3 long hours as all the seats denied me to put my weight on them.
"Karla my baby", thats what vicky bhaya call her.. She is a mexican with a slight indian flavour. she had booked a rented house for all we three...me, manoj and herself. When i see her and think about indian girls I feel pity for them who pretend like friendly and conservative but they are not.
Then we headed towards the roaring sea of Pondi. Wow!!!!!!!! It was awesome. If money and time allows me then I wish i could spend days and nites dere....
It was time for the appointments i had for all the dream gals... lol!!!!!!!
So next day, deuxieme jour in french, will be in next blog.....