What’s ur story?

Every picture tells a story. This cliché holds true for all of us. We form an opinion, conceive a mental picture or visualize a person based what we see or think. Sometimes, I wonder why we instantly form such an imprint about a person or thing.

Maybe, we’re wired to think it this way.

Recently on the colleague, as part of a corporate exercise, noted that I’m a very serious person. It surprised me to rethink of my brand, and the kind of image I’m portraying.

This made me think of this line I found in a branding firm, Ant’s Eye View – Every brand has a story, is yours fact or fiction?

Finally a note written some 2,000 years back – Do not judge, or you too will be judged” Matthew 7:1

Love of Open Spaces!

Somewhere between Kollam and Kottayam, I clicked the above picture from the running train. It was about dusk. Kids were still out in this open dry field, playing in wild abondent. Isn’t such a delightful sight to see how kids play in villages. So much open space, which in a city life is restricted to concrete playgrounds. This sight took me back to my childhood, where I too had my share of play time on different turfs.

Now, most part of my life is spend navigating the traffic and spending significant part of time in a glass building.

I’m sure everyone has their share of such memorable moments tucked in their memory folder. BTW, I wish I walked in the open spaces, especially through green rice fields of Kerala. I bet this could be an activity you can do once a quarter or once a year.

Walk in the fields
Take your family or friends for a trip in a village. Stay in one of the hamlets, and witness a day’s activity – from de-weeding the fields to applying the manure, or titling the soil. With eco-friendly tourism on the rise, such kind of trip will be a treat for city dwellers. 

Foreplay in Marriage!

All said and done, how can you expect me to perform after a stressful day at work, at the traffic, thinking of credit card payments, mortgages and so forth….I’m not alone going through this grinder, in fact most middle age suckers like me fight these demons and still have to figure out a way to excel in front of her.

Today morning I just read this well written article in Times of India, Time to Just Do it. As explained, most partners live in their own closet, indulging in self satisfaction best left to their hands. It’s not just a teenage

With a roof right over our heads!

While travelling in Bangalore Express (Trivandrum to Bangalore), I took this picture of a typical Kerala hamlet. Unlike other concrete houses along the railway track, this house stood alone in the green backgrounds.

Back in Bangalore, it’s the usual concrete sights.Big ugly building full of beautiful strangers like you can me. Often, I wonder how they take on life, or they are just trying to fit in the groove. These twisted thoughts make me wonder….

Is this the life, I wanna know – wanna know – wanna know now! I wanna know – wanna know – wanna know now!

 Is This Love

We’ll be together with a roof right over our heads;
We’ll share the shelter of my single bed;
We’ll share the same room, yeah! – for Jah provide the bread.
Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
I wanna know – wanna know – wanna know now!
I got to know – got to know – got to know now!

Harbinger of Harsh Reality

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined. – Lines from – The God of Small Things – Arundhati Roy

Long long time ago, my Dad passed away. During those initial grieving moments, I never felt any loss or pang of death. But as days passed to months and then to years, the reflection of his words, thoughts clouded over me. Every day at some fleeting moment, his image, thoughts, words or random things about him descends on my thought.Now it’s more than 20 years, and still I feel the separation as it happened yesterday.

Curious to know if anyone feels like this…
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pur·loin –verb (used with object)
1.to take dishonestly; steal; filch; pilfer.
–verb (used without object)
2.to commit theft; steal.

Santa – Oops

Have you given or met with similar surprises? I can’t help thinking many situations where I made a food fool of myself with my works or actions. Often I spoke words that’s not meant to be spoken, or I did something foolish.

Life is a big puddle of such events. I’m sure you too will have your share of such Oops moment before you kick the bucket.

Irish Paddy Jokes

Funny Paddy Jokes 

Couple of weeks back I received Paddy jokes in my in-box. As usual it stayed there without opening. Then this beautiful Sunday I found patience to open all the forwards. This set of jokes instantly struck up with me, esp the first one. Before loosing out to the deluge of other forwards, I selected the best Paddy jokes in this blog to share my kind of humor with you.

If you like it, then share similar ones, or would like to know which one you liked the most.

Regards,
Charles
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A Muslim was sitting  next to Paddy on a plane.

Paddy  ordered a whisky.

The stewardess  asked the Muslim if he’d like a  drink.

He replied in disgust “I’d  rather be raped by a dozen whores  than let liquor touch my  lips!”

Paddy handed his drink back  and said

“Me too, I didn’t know we  had a  choice!”

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Paddy  calls Easyjet to book a flight.

The operator asks  “How many people are flying with  you?”

Paddy replies “I don’t know!  It’s your   plane!”

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Two Irish  couples decided to swap partners for the  night.

After 3 hours of amazing  sex, Paddy says
“I wonder how the girls are getting on”.
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Paddy takes his new wife to  bed on their wedding night.
She  undresses, lies on the bed spread-eagled and says
“You  know what I want, don’t  you?”

“Yeah,” says Paddy. “The  whole feckin’ bed by the looks of  it!”

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Mick and Paddy are reading  head stones at a nearby  cemetery.

Mick say “Crikey!  There’s a bloke here who was  152!”

Paddy says “What’s his  name?”
Mick replies “Miles, from  London !”

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Paddy and his  wife are lying in bed and the neighbours’ dog is barking  like mad in the garden.

Paddy says  “To hell with this!” and storms  off.

He comes back upstairs 5  minutes later and his wife asks “What did you  do?”

Paddy replies “I’ve put the  dog in our garden. Let’s see how they like  it!”

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P.S. If you’ve something lighter to share with me, you’re welcome>>>

Open New Doors

I just read Seth Godin’s blog post, Jumping the line vs. opening the door. 

The final cut of the blog post is about opening new opportunities, new doors. How often have you opened up doors or cut across the old system with a new path. We usually don’t think beyond what’s given to us. We act civilized, waiting at the same door, without thinking of the other possibilities.

Different beat of life
Why is it hard to think of a new path, new hope, new way, each day of your life. Often times, I seek new path, but most often I take the usual beaten path. It’s the conformist attitude that makes we merry go round with life in the same set of eyes.

I hope you can try your bit to find a new door today!