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Cleo Patra and a world of tomorrow

2012-10-09T10:48:00.000-07:00

Grew up with a passion for writing due to the fervor of creativity bubbling inside me, the only reason I started writing was 'Frustration'. I wanted to give vent to any emotion imploding within me. I wanted to let go off the weight, pain and burden in my heart! From this,, you can infer that my writings are from my heart... So it's as easy as falling off a log to predict me and assess my character based on my writings.
I had a world living in my mind, a world the external eye can't see and an external source can't perceive. It was the inspiration behind coming up with the concept of 'Bio-RAM' in this novel. It's just not a novel, your key to a world of thrilling and exciting adventures! This book consists of 9+23 chapters, each chapter prone to perfection regarding concepts and topped with a rational amount of adventures, detection, horror and apocalypsis (a rare term pertaining to end of the world concepts-dark angel fantasies and supernatural phenomena). Just pop into this paranoid, bizarre and byzantine world to discover what can really carry away your senses though your body actually exists in this concrete world!

About the book:

I see a soul, a sole soul binding all the living beings, human or alien in this universe. How can I harm it when I'm bound to the same soul too? Man lives not only by food, air and water, but also by his memory. Memory dies with the person. But, what if it can be passed on to his next generations through a unique tool, a code, which also can unleash the secrets of the universes... A code than can be exploited and manipulated to change the future of the universes, the way its master wants? What if the code begins living and thinking? A Science fiction that reaches the core of human intelligence and intuition and questions their origins. Breath taking adventures, unique brios and stunning acrobatics of the born rivals the 'Dinos' and the 'Dragons' at the hot spot, Rebel Rambo adorn the story. Just pop into the book and unleash a neo-world in it that pampers your senses and intelligence with a topping of romantic adventures and kick ass alien invasions.

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UNKNOWABLE UNKNOWNS

2012-08-30T15:30:00.000-07:00

“I donno whether I’ll be alive or not when you are going through this part of my book. I’m a Science student with a rational vision into Science and scientific innovations. If you too are such a guy or gal, I know how crazy the following lines may seem to you. But, I’m urged to say this by what people call it the ‘basic instinct’.

'BIG-BANG Simulation'

From the moment I learnt about the innovation, the scientists of ‘CERN’, Geneva made in tracing out the unique link between ‘the world now’ and ‘the world before the ‘Big Bang’’ that had been eluding them for years, my heart began throbbing 3.5 times faster as did the colliding protons in a 27 km tunnel, 330 feet deep underground, the coldest place in the universe maintained at a couple of degrees above absolute zero. You know what; it is minus 271 degrees Celsius! Can you just believe that?! It’s not about the ‘known-unknowns’ which just need our patience to let them unveil themselves to the world some or the other time in the future, but it’s all about the ‘unknown-unknowns’!

'Proton Collisions'

'Have They Seen Him?'

If all that we could see, touch, hear, smell, feel and talk about are too beyond our imagination and affordability sometimes, then what about this, not merely an earth shattering, but a heaven shattering innovation?! If those scientists have seen the ‘unknown and unseen unknowns’, then what not, they have seen ‘God!’ The collision energy of the protons was about 7 Tev or simply 7 billion billion electron volts. Now stop your quest for the number of ‘zeroes’ after that sweet seven. Nothing after that sweet seven. Seven itself is holy and complete.

'7 Chords'

'7 Days'

'7 Colours-Rainbow'

'7 Continents'

'7 Days Of Creation'

Seven days a week…

Seven colors a rainbow…

Seven chords music…

Seven days of creation…

Seven steps a holy wedding…

Seven continents our world…

'7 Steps Of Wedding'

Seven, my birth-date!...

Oops, didn’t you know?

'Oops, Didn't You Know?'

Do you suppose that those 80 scientists in the compact Muon Solenoid experience control room of the ‘Large Hadrons Collider’ at the European organization for Nuclear Research in Meyrin near Geneva, really witnessed that so called ‘unknown-unknown’ (God, in my book), as a graphic of a collision at full power was pictured? I know, the question is too lengthy to sink in. Nevertheless go over it all again and you’ll understand how crazy things we are after! It is ‘simulation’, meant to create artificially, a particular set of conditions in order to study or experience something that could exist in reality. And simulation doesn’t simply end with ‘simulation’, but could lead to ‘reign of terror’, ‘claim and conquer’! Because it is ‘re-creation’ and who ever creates, reigns! Not for the moment, but it would be true in the coming years. What say?

'Forgive Them Father!'

God said, “Worship none, but me!” Do you think we will be retained the right of worshipping none but God if those so called ‘re-creators’ come to reign the universe?! Do you think God still keeps quite or just says, “Forgive them Father for they art not know what they are doing!” just like he said at His crucification? He could as well have said that if He was being crucified again, but not when His people are! Do you think He will forgive those, His rivals? No! it’s gonna be a different climax and obviously it’s gonna be ‘Eternal Damnation’, damnation of all and any other accesses to what God sealed as a ‘Divine secret!’

'Access Denied!'

'Taken Over An Untamed Bronco'

And unveiling a Divine secret is not all by human means. There’s a conspirer behind and you know who it is! God wants it to be it, a Divine secret, not just for His own arcane reasons, but even for the welfare of us, human beings. But what are we doing?! We’ve taken over the reins of an untamed wild horse, the one which we haven’t dealt with earlier. We donno how to control it and we even have no right to know! And it is our Lord, almighty who knows the controls and the ways too. We may repent now or some other time in the future, but will the bronco, so wild, so furious and so mysterious stay still once the reins are taken over?! No! It gallops away into ‘Unknowable unknowns’, when and where we can no further proceed either scientifically or spiritually. We tangle amidst an abyss… “ACCESS DENIED!” and that is what I meant ‘Eternal Damnation”.

What a disaster we are up to?! Because this isn’t actually about a wild horse, but it’s all about the foundations of the universe. It’s about the end! We haven’t broken the records actually; we have broken the rules and just incurred the wrath of God! We’ve broken the rules that keep the covenant between ‘God’ and ‘His people’, rules that sustain ‘love that gives life’ and the rules that keep good going!

'Eternal Damnation-No Progress Either Spiritually Or Scientifically!'

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

HUMAN

2012-08-25T02:54:00.000-07:00

HUMAN

'Who Is It That Comes To Rescue?'

“I sometimes ought to expend money beyond my caliber and I do it happily when I learn that someone is gonna be happy by doing it. I value people!

'Expert'

Sometimes I think I need no one. I’m independent and an expert in doing anything that makes my living and me comfy too. But still I can’t forsake anyone. I love people!

Sometimes I’d wish to avoid people, to have the so called ‘peace of mind’. I think loneliness serves me well and being alone suits me well. Yet, I love to see people, my kith and kin around. I need people!

Who's sending the showers?

I sometimes feel ‘Why can’t these people just rely upon God, authentic than seeking human help?’ When the ponds dry up, who is sending the showers?! It’s God, isn’t it? But what do people do? They desert you! Even then you are not alone, because when there’s no one, there’s still God. But I still value people. Because, God never comes to our rescue or help all by Himself… He sends HUMAN!

Value every human. They represent God. And once we hurt them, no prayers answer and no human comes to our rescue! We’ll be doomed and damned! Remember, you too are a human and not unless you adore humankind!

'Else No Prayers Answer!'

“Be a human!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MANIPULATION

2012-08-22T10:16:00.000-07:00

MANIPULATION

“Sometimes, some guys interpret the manipulated meaning of my words or sent messages. It was shocking! Well, but I wasn’t down hearted. I didn’t err and above all I didn’t care! Why should I, when my life is so fragile, so volatile and my life span is too very short?! I want to be happy and I don’t want to let anything in that would scatter my heart and shatter my happiness and peace!

I don’t want to stick to my past first of all. I am what I belong to, today and I’ll be what I will be tomorrow! But I’ll never be the person what I was yesterday. The world is so volatile like time. You are nothing what you were a moment ago. Then why stick to it, your past? Get going and stop nowhere! Don’t ever think about the passed rails of your life’s track, but do remember the journey, because it is what you made and it is what that made you!

“You can’t go back and change the bad beginning, but sure can go ahead and create a successful ending!” You are not responsible for what people think about you, but sure you are responsible for what you give them to think about you!

So…

Happy?-Smile!

Angry?-Shout!

Sad?-Forget!

Life’s little lessons, but they make it big!

'Sad?...Forget!'

'Happy?...Laugh!'

'Angry?...Shout!

Some guys made a statement about me which was half true and half lie. If I were to accept it, I should be accepting the half too that was false and if I were to deny it, I should be denying the half that was true. So what was I to do?! I denied. It’s better to accept we never did something good we did than to accept we did something bad that we never did, isn’t it?

Avoid manipulation…It's hard on people on the other end!

Let us never use our reason against truth!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

INTUITION

2012-08-18T20:40:00.000-07:00

INTUITION

“Sometimes we hear something and wonder why! Later we learn it wasn’t really it, what we heard… Sometimes we see something and wonder why! Later we realize that it wasn’t really it what we saw… Sometimes our own senses too deceive us, because they are only senses. They sense things and show us only what somebody shows or chooses to show, an external perception! But it’s our abstract sense deep within (not sixth sense, but intuition), which can really make us feel what the truth is, just like being able to see the pain beneath a smile, and happiness behind tears!

So let’s not be quick to judge others, because our intellect only shows us what they choose to show, but they may be something else beyond what they really appear to be. Most of the people are kind and passionate beneath their gruff exterior, and cruel beneath their cool disposition exterior. “We’ll never know what they really are or may be they’ll never show!” So, listen to what your heart says… if it says what you heard or saw was not it and cannot be true, just nod your head in accord and say “Alright, that’s okay!”

Because, as you know, ‘Your heart may be on the left, but it’s always right!’

Investigations may fail, but intuition never fails!

“I follow my heart!!!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

SCIENCE

2012-08-16T23:24:00.000-07:00

SCIENCE

“My creativity begins where your thinking ends”… attitude statement of the millennium! Yeah buddy, think big!

Look at everything with an analytical, logical and perspective look, of course with a hint of romance that makes you not only understand things, but also interpret them and demonstrate them to lay people. Now it’s time for you guys to bid ‘good bye’ to by-hearting and welcome creative thinking.

Love nature and love science. Understand and accept what nature gives you and protect Mother Earth. Don’t stop with mere lip-services to environmental issues. Lend a hand in saving Mother Earth. You save just earth and you save the entire mankind and other animal populations on this Earth because, it’s the only place where we can survive!

Money gave up, stock markets gave up, politicians gave up, but still Science is hanging on! Love it and live it… Use it wise!!! That will stamp you as a rational Science buff…You will have your Genius mark…And a scientific look!

THINK BIG BUDDY!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

NECESSITY

2012-08-15T06:45:00.002-07:00

NECESSITY

“I learnt from the movie, “The Three Kings” that the most important thing that should be taken into account or carried out is the most necessary thing at that given point of time! The threesome, the American soldiers were commanded to get some most wanted terrorists in Afghanistan. But they stay back at the operation spot even after their job was done, to save some hostages over there in the hands of some armed Afghan civilians. That’s like real heroes, isn’t it? And that’s why they were called, ‘The Three Kings’!

When we were born, the necessary thing at that point of time was whether we cried. And after we cried, whether we lived! When we are living, the most necessary thing is that whether we made at least two a people smile a day and not missing the chance of us being one of them. When we are making a living, the most necessary thing is whether a good few are living because of us… and finally when we die, whether we are living in at least one heart!

At this point of time, writing this is not really necessary for me, because I have an exam tomorrow and I must be preparing for it!

“SAVE ME AT THE EXAM!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

SAVE YOURSELF!

2012-08-13T02:30:00.000-07:00

SAVE YOURSELF!

'Happy People Of 18th century!'

“Once the world was happy and safe, because everybody thought and strived for its good. It was a ‘positive era’. Then in abstract, the world began dividing into 'nations' and in concrete, people into ‘ians’ (Indians, Americans) and likewise! Even then there was no expected harm to the world, as nobody exploited others’ happiness in pursuit of theirs. The world was safe and optimistic!

'Give Us Some Hope!'

'Hopeless!'

Then began the era of ‘Pessimism’, when people began underestimating their own fortune and fate. Their self-confidence began abating. Though it was like that, people did not bother others. It’s the ‘Zero stage’, as people did not interfere in or exploit others’ rights and neither had happiness of their own!

Then began the era or ‘Grudge and Prejudice’. “People loved success, but hated successful people”. It was the beginning of ‘Negative stage’. Even then there was hope of survival as people were afraid of punishment, once they committed a crime. People at least had a reason to kill others (though cannot be approved by anyone, anytime). People were aware of the wrath of 'God and Guilt'.

But now, we are in an era of ‘No one, if not I’… This is the horrible, terrific, doomed and destructive era, the ‘Black era’! No fear of punishment. People are ready to kill themselves in the process of killing others. Nobody can elude or escape their death claws except for a few elite aristocrats, that too not for a long time!

It's the 'Far negative stage', a stage of the end of this world... Yet, I wonder why God is pushing people from heaven into this world, a hell... May be for Himself to be born a Human again to put an end to this plight and pain!

"SAVE YOURSELF!"

'GoodBye Criminals!'

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MISS UNDERSTANDS IT

2012-08-11T00:10:00.000-07:00

MISS UNDERSTANDS IT!

“Sometimes I discuss the faults of ‘others’ with some of my kith and kin, in the process of learning from their faults, but not with any intention of criticizing those so called ‘others’. But some 'good pals' misunderstand it. I don’t mind, whatever, because it does me no good and so doesn't it to them. I know what I am and even if I were to explain those 'good pals' what I am, would they try to understand or at least try? No! Then, why waste time on them?! I have enough friends who understand me already, and there's no point in proving myself to 'others' who don't wanna understand me. What matters is, I understand myself.

I wonder why the world never gives way for someone to learn from others’ mistakes and neither lets others to learn from their own mistakes?! It only wants someone to pay for their mistakes first and then dusts its hands like its part is over. But hardly directs someone towards cleaning up the mess that got created following the mistakes. Anyway I know I’m not here to criticize anyone, because it’s so easy. But finding out our own faults and facing our own criticism is difficult! And I take up only difficult tasks and greater challenges! I don’t wanna do anything that’s so easy. It's hard to be on the criticizing end and much harder to be at the other end. 'If you think I'm a fool, no problem... But don't talk to me like I'm a fool!'

Mind it, misunderstanders!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

FIRST, TRY!

2012-08-09T07:37:00.000-07:00

FIRST, TRY!

“Sometimes, my friends ask me, “Where does courage come from?” I say, “From you, if you bring it out!” Obviously they ask, “How can it be brought out?” I say, “Do a thing that has been challenging your wits for a long time, and you get courage after doing it”. Their mouths go agape with suspicion and they frown out of confusion, but I tried it many times and it worked! You try it too and by the end you will realize how small things you have been ignoring with a misconception that they were too big for you, and how many times you would have given up some deeds without knowing how close you were to success!

Courage is not the reason behind many greatest feats accomplished, but it’s the outcome of those feats, which boosts us to do something more challenging in the future. ‘So, a person who never tried something can never claim courage’. Nothing in this world is too difficult to achieve. Even if it is difficult, it’s not impossible… All that one needs to do is, bring out the courage in him by trying it!

Remember that, the greatest feats in the world were accomplished by people not smart enough to know they were impossible!

“FIRST TRY!”

YOU!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

DIE BIG

2012-08-04T18:59:00.003-07:00

DIE BIG

“There’s real happiness in living for the one who loves you and in dying in the place of someone you love!” Make your life true and your death worthy. So live as if you are gonna die tomorrow and die as if you’ll live forever!

Everyone wants to go to heaven, but the irony is nobody wants to die, yet being the ones who can never make it! If we wanna see heaven, I say, we have no need to die… If we are ready to die and have guts to die any moment, any time, then each moment turns heavenly. One thing that makes our life hell is the ‘fear of death’! If we can stop death, then no need to worry! If we can’t, no need to worry or even try! So, leave ‘fear of death’ behind and turn your life into heaven…

I’m not afraid of death and so am really like in heaven all the while. But it is hell worrying every moment that I may die for a worthless cause! I had this feeling, kinda phobia since my childhood and it got strengthened since the day I watched this movie “The boy in striped pajamas”, starring, Asa Butterfield. Yes, this movie moved me to the core of my heart. Bruno (Asa), a German kid, was typical of his age. The twelve year old boy and his sixteen year old sister were kids of a German General, dwelling in a highly secured villa in the premises of a locale that seemed like a refugee camp.

There’s a huge tower, a few yards away from their home and within the refugee camp, from which fumes spew out often, wafting up bad odours through the air. Whenever Bruno brings up that matter at their dining, his dad always skips the matter away or convinces his family saying that it’s only due to the dump that was burnt in the chimney. He also inhales the fumes like they never were stinky at all, while everybody else clip their noses with their fingers, choking!

'Boy In Striped Pyjamas!-Gasing Camp.'

One day Bruno absconds, tricking the security, guarding their home and reaches a place fenced with barbed wire, which seems to him like some sort of camp. He meets a boy, pale white in color, quite filthy and wearing striped pajamas, on the other side of the fence. They pal-up in no time. Bruno, discovering the chimney being belonging to the camp, asks the boy about it and learns from him too that they burn garbage there. Thenceforth he keeps visiting the camp boy, who always stays away from the rest of the mob in the camp and close to the fence.

'Bruno's Father.'

'Bruno & The Boy!'

One day the boy tells Bruno that his parents were missing from the camp. The very night, Bruno witnesses his father not resisting his lieutenant from killing their albino (a Jew) valet, who spilled water on the dining table in spite of himself! His father doesn’t even feel sorry for the Jew. Bruno, his mother and his sister go pale with fear, looking at the inhumane and merciless act. Bruno’s father, afraid that his family may discover about his actual job, resolves to send them away to another place till the end of Second World War. Bruno thinks that stinks! He wants to see his friend for the last time and bid farewell to him. Just before their departure he absconds away to the camp and learns from his friend that his grandpa was missing too. Bruno asks him to fetch him their pajamas so that he could enter the camp, get camouflaged with the rest of the refugees and help him find his grandpa. The boy brings striped pajamas to Bruno as he was told. Bruno asks him how and where he got them. The boy says that there were many pajamas in heaps at the foot of the chimney. Then Bruno pops into the pajamas and enters the camp, leaving his clothes behind at the fence.

'The Boy & Bruno Amidst The Mob In The Gasing Chamber :'( ...'

Then they set out to search their grandpa. In course, they get pushed into a mob, being chivvied by the German army into the foot room of the chimney. Then the army soldiers denude them! Bruno’s father finds his son missing and goes after him. He finds his foot prints and discovers to his astonishment that they led to the camp! Bruno realizes what job his father was doing, why there were heaps of striped pajamas at the foot of the chimney, why his friend’s family members kept missing and why his dad didn’t spare their albino valet, being a Jew! He holds his friend’s hand tight!

'He Could Have Cried Out-I'm The Son Of The General,
But What Difference Will It Make?'

The chamber gets closed. Bruno closes his eyes. He could as well have cried out, “I’m the son of the general and here’s my friend. Spare us!” But what difference will it make…? He could save alone himself, but the extermination will still go on without the least change in the thoughts and brutalities of his father and the German army as well. But his death, he thought must put an end to everything!

Bruno’s mother and sister reach the fence and find his clothes there. His dad reaches the fire chamber finally and discovers the fumes have already started coming up. His heart throbs rapidly. He gets, his suspicions were right! “Bruno!” he cries with a voice like thunder out of agony and pain, which his wife and daughter hear from afar. The screen darkens. A faint wailing of the heartbroken mother is heard… And for the first time Bruno’s father feels, the fumes really stink!

Dead, But Happy Child In The Arms Of GOD!

Bruno saved rest of the Jews. Not actually, he saved humanity at the brink of extinction! The dead, but happy child...

Leo Tolstoy

I’m too waiting for such a death, a death that can give life to at least two and a death that can change at least one… a death that makes me live even after my death! Leo Tolstoy said, “I too will die and grass grows on my grave. But I’m waiting for a chance to die for a noble cause”! Yes, we too will die, but why if we die for a worthless cause?! Our death should carry worth, a meaning as did our life, as long as we lived it!

Whenever I see someone who lost their life in an accident, I start worrying that I too may end up like that! I’m not afraid of death, but afraid of dying at the cost of human errors like a jerry-built building that collapses at the slightest instability or vehicles prone to high speeds or technologies that put lives at risk! Immersed in the lust of speed and technology, man is making his own life vulnerable and insecure! Technology is no hope and future is no safe.

“I WANNA DIE BIG!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

ASSET UNCLAIMED

2012-08-02T11:39:00.001-07:00

ASSET UNCLAIMED!

“I Would sometimes resolve to clean up almond shells and do pretty queer things that keep my time passing. I try to do new things, because time is ‘time and again’ anew! Though it’s the same time that repeats, yet a second passed can never be returned, but could only be recalled or regretted. And the latter should be the most painful thing!

Nobody's Wealthy Enough!

Spent time is dead! No man in this world is wealthy enough to buy his own past. It is an asset unclaimed! And what a man does is important, because he is exchanging all that he does in his life for time. When everything else is lost, time still remains and the future becomes the present if one fights for it!

Everything Else!

The only thing everybody gets an equal share of is “Time”. And the one who uses it complete and wise is going to get the largest share of everything else! If a person can bring about a great change in 24 hours, just imagine what can be achieved in 24 hours if all those 8 billion people in the world play their part well and justify their roles!

The Sun and the Moon too bow to one ultimate power, time! What are we compared to those heavenly bodies?! But still, we are something greater than them, as we can make the future show up earlier, which the Sun and Moon too cannot! They have fixed times of revolutions and seasons. They cannot do anything beyond or before the set time, but we can. So let’s not forgive time, because time never did!

“Today is worth two tomorrows. Use it wise!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

CHATTER BOX

2012-07-31T12:18:00.002-07:00

CHATTER BOX

“I love those boxes! Belimme, I love them… they are talkative and sort of a nuisance, I agree! But you see, they are honest. In their swift and un-broken talk, they dump everything outta their hearts frankly. The irony is that they too don’t realize they are being frank in such a gush of their words… they forget to lie and that’s what makes them honest!

A hearty chat with our beloved ones glorifies our character, makes us wipe others’ tears and makes us relieve ourselves from burdens and forget our own sorrows. Talking our heart out is the only way to give a rational vent to our imploding emotions and frustrations deep within! It’s a healthy habit. Let’s not have a misconception that talking burns our calories and triggers our appetite early. Let’s eat once more if that’s true, but let’s not give up on talking! Of course, silence is the best way to avoid problems… but what about the existing problems?! Here’s the cure… Talking! Keeping silence in the court of law too has some sections to prove even the innocent, guilty! Silence sometimes is lethal… especially silence of some so called wise!

Talk, but see that you keep your thoughts really clean and genuine, because, with your mind obsessed with malice and unhealthy thoughts, you can’t express what is called ‘Good’. What’s on your mind is what’s in your words and what’s in your words is what that gets to the heart of people. So watch your mind and you will absolutely have no need to watch your words. A real chatter box is to have healthy thoughts in mind, is down-to-earth and empathetic!

Only then, after a hearty chat we can discover the glare on our face and grace in our gestures, honesty in our looks and innocence of a cherubic kid in our smiles… we can feel our heart feeling light, light as a silvery cloud which has just poured the rain out, light as a feather from a tiny chick and light as feral fur, light as elegance of a fairy, light as a mother’s touch for her new born baby… Oops, I’m gonna get struck up in that ‘light’, if this goes on…

Yeah, but I have just spoken my heart out… No wonder, I’m a chatter box too!”

"Comrade let's TALK!"

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MUSIC, THE MANTRA!

2012-07-29T11:30:00.000-07:00

Hey! How are you doing guyz?... mmmmm...We know that a sound is created when two hands meet! But something more.....is created when a finger and a key meet, when a finger and a chord meet, when a hand and a tabla meet, "when two heartz in love beat", and even when a body and fire meet.....right on pyre!

Yup! I hope by now you'd have understood what I'm talking about. Yyyyes, it's MUSIC...the magic of music! I'm very passionate about music, coz 'music is a spring of life'! It gives u re-birth every other time you hear it, feel it and live it!! Therez music everywhere... in the plummeting waterfalls, chirping birds, whistling breezes, roaring thunders from the sky, splashing waves and... in every step of our life, right from the first cry we cry at our birth... to the end of life, when we'll be cremated on pyre!

There are many known musical instruments in the world... Brass instruments like Trumpets, Trombones, cornets, tubas, flugel horns, mutes, horns... woodwind instruments - Bassoons, cor anglias, oboes, flutes, piccolos, clarinets, tenor saxophones.... stringed instruments-Violin, cello, double bass, viola, double bass bow, harp... Plucked string instruments - Guitars, accoustic guitars, dobro resonators.... Electronic guitars - Fender stratocaster, gibson les paul, fender jazz bass.... Key instruments - Concert grand pianos, organ consoles... Percussion instruments - Temple blocks, beaters, xylophones, tubular bells, tam-tam(gong), cymbals, maraca, triangle, castanets, vibraphone... Drums, snare drums, congas, timpanum(kettle drum)... Electronic instruments - Home keyboard, electronic drums, synthesizer, digital sampler, wind synthesizer.... and many more!

Whatever the instrument is, music needs its energy for creation, but is alwayz free of cost to enjoy!! But, the only music free of cost even to create is the music born from hearts beating in love. And if something is available free of cost, it means it is available in abundance... obviously music of love is abundant! And when something is abundant we can share it with many. But, what really matters is that music of love turns much melodious and augments on sharing. Told you already, love is the only thing that can be divided endlessly and still not diminish... and so is music!

Music of love dollops luxuriously down our eardrum, strikes our heart beneath and vibrates our thoughts towards innovative ideas and creates a difference, a wonder!! Give your precious hearts the special attention it deserves with the creamy and blossoming touch of music, enriched with love, making your spirits feel thoroughly massaged in heavenly bliss!!!

Is it not how we can recognize someone we love? When we meet our soul mate, we can feel his or her heart beats echoing in synchronization with ours... A common, but unique feeling everyone in love will experience. But, the couples who enrich it mutually sustain it forever like an ever green song. There is music every where, every time...

"The world lives at the cost of music b'coz it has the power to heal broken hearts and even raise dead alive!!!" I'm not referring to zombies, anyway! ;)... and dead in the sense, mentally dead entities, lovelorn ones and deserted people.

If you are in love, you can create magic from music, coz frenz!.. you and love are like a song and its melody... Everything about you is a perfect fit! The moments you share are full of joy and contentment....

"Friend, no wonder, you strike the right chord whenever you and love meet!!"

And music is not a fashion, but a passion!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

PASSIONS by Sudhira Spurthi K J | Foboko

2012-07-29T01:46:00.001-07:00

PASSIONS by Sudhira Spurthi K J | Foboko

Regards...K J Sudhira Spurthi.

STUDENT

2012-07-28T02:01:00.000-07:00

STUDENT

“I wish education was more empirical and outdoor. Yes, a student must learn things not only from books, but from everything, every walk of his life and even from other students. Because not all the answers for the challenges, one faces in his life are available in books. Books are only sources of information about things we cannot approach physically, until the time comes when we have to deal with them directly. So understand my dear, that books are only a part of our education. We gotta deal with many other things to make our education complete and more meaningful. And also remember that books can only give us knowledge, but not wisdom!

And as students, we no need to have a grudge-full competition with other students. Because, no two students will have the same destination or future prepared. One will be a scientist and other will be an engineer or someone else tomorrow. So, why to compete with a train on other track? You may as well say, you are studying the same subjects and obviously there’s place for competition. Yes, you are right! But, what I say is that, there must be competition, not between you and another student, but between you yesterday and you today! Compare your yesterday’s progress with today’s, because the person, who stood as your competition may not be with you till the end and even if he stays till the end, he may not be a competition at all. But it’s you who stays with you always. Self-motivation and self-competition serve better! A simple logic we might have been ignoring since ages, but it really works once we start practicing it!

And it doesn’t mean you won, just because others lost.

“You can still be a loser among a thousand losers and...

You can still be a winner among a thousand winners!"

It doesn’t mean you have reached your destination, because the train on the other track broke down. You are still where you are!
So to be a winner, analyze your life yesterday, sort out things, minimize your mistakes to have an error free today and a peaceful tomorrow! Destroy the idea that top-scorers alone can get through life. What you study at school or college is quite different from what you have to deal with in future or after you get into a job.

Lemme give you an example for a better understanding…

Tony topped Sciences all through his schooling and D’Souja used to fail now and then in Sciences. D’Souja always had doubts bubbling in him, which distracted his attention from his exams. But for Tony, exams were the end of the competition. He never thought about the topics he read, once the exams were over. He used to kick away the rails left behind once he had driven across them. After a few years both met at a trek in the woods. Tony was married and his kids came along with him. He was hostile with D’Souja and threw up attitude whenever D’Souja approached him in a humble way. Suddenly an unidentified snake came into the scene from nowhere, stinged one of Tony’s kids and vanished from the scene in no time! Tony immediately dialed 108, crying and gasping out of fear. He knew, he must first aid his kid, but didn’t know first aid of which kind should he carry out, for he didn’t know what kind of snake it was. But, D’Souja very composedly drew the belt out of his pants, tied it to the kid’s leg above the stings and sucked the venom out of him. His presence of mind saved the kid. Ambulance arrived!
Tony was thinking about the snake, while D’Souja was thinking about the kid! ‘Priorities’ and ‘presence of mind’, which books cannot demonstrate! Poor Tony didn’t know the same first aid goes for any kind of snake bite! What good will it make if our education doesn’t come to our rescue when we need it, and if we don’t have the guts to use it wise at the times of challenge?! Tony had knowledge. D’Souja had wisdom!
So, think buddy… “Nature gifts the smartest, not the first!”
Tony learnt a lesson from D’Souja. Yes, we are still students even after our studious life in school or college or whatever it is, is over. Life still teaches us the biggest lessons, books cannot!
"And the competition is not yet over!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

BUTTERFLY

2012-07-26T08:20:00.002-07:00

BUTTERFLY

“Though we wake up the same every morning, every sunrise shows us into a new world, new happiness or new problems…every day! But for me, for years, every sunrise has shown me into same problems every day, but in a new way…

I used to cry sometimes for a reason. Sometimes even more, not knowing at least the reason behind my tears! The later is the most hurting thing, I ever knew!! My misery had no measure and my laments had no leisure…”

Misery-Worry!

“Far goes my story
and long goes my misery…
Forsaken was I!
Far kept me, my worry,
the world to see my eye!!

Tears alone filled my eyes,
Sorrow alone filled my heart;
Life destroyed by lies,
making my world fall apart!!

Though I saw everyday sunrise…
yet no rise took its part,
In taking away my everyday cries.
But only gave my tears another start!!”

I Worried About ThingsThat Never Happened!

“As things I never worried about had happened in my past, I spent years worrying about things, even I’m not sure of happening, to happen in the future! But through years I’ve learnt that my worries changed nothing… I was happy and really enjoying myself when it was time to be happy. I was sad and crying when it was time to be real sad! The thing that should be taken into account is, neither of them lasted long… And neither had any considerable impact either in stopping something least expected to happen or permitting something I always longed for to happen!

I Realized Later!

I only realized that happiness or sadness is just a state of mind that drifts away as conditions change, but what that still exist are time and future and the task ahead! So, I stopped thinking about my past that can’t stop my future and my future that can’t change my past… I started just enjoying the moment, sad or happy!

Struggling In Intuitive Exile!

Like a maggot which struggles inside a cocoon, not even knowing what it is going to be in future and knows it was destined to be a brimful and colorful butterfly only after transforming into it, my heart too struggles a lot in the claws of bygone, rotten memories. And it’s only when I fight to get outta them, I realize that my heart was destined to be happier at the moment, which I too didn’t know earlier and until I fought for it!

Flipping & Flying!

So, I realized finally, all that I need to do to be happy is just to change my thoughts. And to change my thoughts, I must fight for it. After such a profound fight in exile, I really find my heart flipping and flying like a butterfly!”

“Thought makes all the difference!”

My Heart Is A Maggot!

“My heart is a maggot
when my spirits leave me…
Venturing back into
bygone rotten memories!
For I only beget
luke warm tears for free…
My conscience cries too
thinking of the injuries!!

Struck In Squishy Bogs Of Intuitive Exile!

Maggot in-articulated,
gone dumb by despair…
Struck in squishy bogs
of intuitive exile for eons!
And then the wings unfold
colorful in a pair…
Maggot flies out of the bogs
with a mild romance!!

Magic All Around!

And now my heart is light
flying light as a butterfly…
Magic all around,
spirits soaring high!
For maggot won the fight
in the bogs, with a sigh…
A fight so profound,
fought to do or die!”

Spirits Soaring High!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MY COSY DEN

2012-07-25T10:39:00.001-07:00

MY COSY DEN

“Some guys rush to many parts of the world to know about the world… but I say, first know about yourself and you can know even better about the world… And if there’s any place that made me know about myself and what I am, it’s my little cosy den, my Room!

It has been my best friend for ten years and has taught me things worth to live for a life time. I took my room for my world and thus everything outside it is a matter of curiosity, a matter of study and a matter of wonder to me,… even a twig that dries away in the garden, I can see from my window or even the slightest tickle, the breeze makes on my cheek, that billows in through the window!

I got toys here, though lifeless, made my life by being the best company. The books on my shelves, the most patient friends ever. They never change, but give new and innovating ideas every other time I go through them. And every bit of my room is precious to me. There’s Winnie, the Pooh sleeping on the walls, Cinderella welcoming people at the door and Snow white on my ward robe… And there’s this Prince in my heart! Why will I ever dream of visiting ‘Disney Land’ then?!

Some queer bugs and bees bustle into my den now and then… I fight them! Sometimes I dress up like a lady knight or a ninja and perform all funky and scary stunts over the mosquito-net iron frame work! The best action movie ever! Why will I ever dream of Hollywood again?! I cry and sometimes it rains, reminding me that someone’s there to share my sorrows. Though it doesn’t rain every time I cry, raining now and then sure means it did exist even when it didn’t rain too! The best hope ever!

And what not, the sun rises on me, blipping through the leaves of a shady tree… The kooing koel adds glory to the moments! At dusk, I stand at the window enjoying each sip of hot coffee, probing each corner of all that I could see through my thoughts, born from the wafting aroma of my coffee. And if it’s on a rainy evening, no words to express the bliss! The best moments ever!

Though most of the times, my room is shut to the rest of my home, it sure is open to the rest of the world. I’m home not when I’m home, but when I’m in my room! I walk like a clock work doll, collect things on the floor and clean it up. Take a pillow and dust my bed away…real time for a peaceful sleep! And then with my cheeks kissing the soft and silky, satin pillows, cuddling and snuggling in the blankets I see the Vanilla-ice cream ball in the sky with a mysterious blend of darkness around, playing peek-a-boo with me through the swaying trees… The best lullaby ever!

Then, I wink twice or thrice and slowly make it to another world... only to dream my love and see that it comes true. One day I'll be surprised to see that I woke up with my head on my Prince's shoulders. There's a spark in my eyes and I see a want in his eyes! How can I ever afford to dream these if it wasn't for my li'l cosy den?!......."

“Oh, I love to live there…

in my little cosy den!

And on earth, there’s nowhere…

rather, I could think of going when!!

It’s a heaven’s microcosm…

and my caring mother!

Whenever my heart’s on a spasm…

I long and rush is hither!!

People rush to many parts…

of the world to see many things!

But my den has shown me many arts…

and my world to which my heart clings!!

It’s door may be shut or open…

breeze may billow into it or not!

But as I sit here, my thoughts deepen...

into matters which break my trouble clot!!

Books on shelves & clothes in wardrobes…

Toys on bed and clock on wall!

And many more things which my heart probes

Even in my fancies! Oh, it’s a cure all!”

My Prince!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MY DREAM

2012-07-22T05:19:00.001-07:00

MY DREAM

“It seems that we dream at nights things we most think about… And that the things we most fear of and expect the least to happen come true! Yes… they start happening!! But this is the Dream I hope that never ever comes true!!!

Its all about ‘hatred’ which with its temporary, but devastating lure gains possession of human heart and thought and leaves them destine-less finally, giggling at their adversities!

Love on the other hand lurks for a place in at least one human heart, because it’s the only place where it can survive. But people have already sold love away to lodge hatred in their hearts, enchanted by its lure!

Love, finding no shelter, chokes and dies in the heat of burning hatred. It could as well have questioned the unfairness of humans, but it wouldn’t! Making sure that love is nowhere to find now, hatred starts destroying and killing every human heart…

Though love blooms back, still people couldn’t make it as their hearts are already dead to lodge love. Why, only if they knew who loved them the most…love!

Everybody is born from a mother, but not everyone get her love! Just because, she had passed away at their birth or left them for some reason… how unfortunate?! And if not only every mother, but also every other person widen the horizons of their love and include into it not only mother-less, but also love-less, then Earth will be a heaven, isn’t it?

When a mother can share her love equally and even more potentially to any number of children born from her own womb, why not share it with one more child, not born from her own womb, but still needs and deserves love like hers?! Everybody is sure to leave this world alone one day, but the pathetic thing is to leave them live alone right in this world too!

Love the ones who love you and love the ones who don’t love you even more, and more than the ones who love you, because like an arrow with double magnitude pointing at a direction nullifies the magnitude of another arrow pointing in opposite direction, love with double magnitude and dimensions nullifies hatred!!!

Many factors can make us a ‘man’, but only love can make us a ‘human’! Can you imagine the human race to go on when the last tree is cut down and the last pond dries up? Even love cannot go on when the last heart dies! So don’t forsake love. When love starts forsaking, it forsakes all, because everybody’s equal in its view. Love…that cannot stay in one heart can stay in none!

So wish that my dream should never ever come true!!”

'People Forsaking LOVE!'

“One day I woke up

after a horrible sleep…

The sleep that made me

the whole next day weep!

Weird pictures clouded

my land of dreams…

In which I witnessed

world full of screams!!

I saw forsaken love

running helter-skelter…

Looking for the one

who could hold it!

In vain, exhausted

love found no shelter…

But only saw penny-

counting people, who sold it!!

He envied ‘hatred’

for he has won…

all his children

who once loved him!

And now he had

nothing, but none…

Tears and agony

filled him to the brim!!

But he couldn’t shed

even a tear…

Nor could he raise

his voice in pain!

For his tears could

turn on his people dear…

and destroy them like

a howling and drowning rain!!

'Burning Away LOVE Under Scorching SUN!'

So he knelt before

the scorching sun…

who was in rage

with the bankrupt world!

To be burnt away

when he got his turn…

For he deserves it,

as it was once told!!

His heart broken

and mind shaken…

He gasped for place

at least in one heart!

Lo! But hatred

has already taken…

It’s place in every

human’s thought!!

The world woke up

when love breathed its last…

But realized their

hearts being dead too!

They regretted for

they were being fast…

to the destructing hate

and its devilish woo!!

Ponds dried up and

mountains fell to the ground…

Skies wept and

thunders struck the earth!

Love was lost

and was never found…

It could only come back

if it had re-birth!!

Though love bloomed

back in resurrection…

And got restored

its past glory!

Dead hearts still lay

in confusion…

And far went

their painful story!!"

'Blooming LOVE!"

"SAVE LOVE TO SAVE YOURSELVES...!"

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

ABYSS

2012-07-20T04:04:00.002-07:00

ABYSS

“Why should tears be the only vent to the pain deep within, when our loved ones leave us?! Why can’t we just laugh and forget that person like he never existed?! Why are some people given eyes that can see only others’ teary eyes, but not the bleeding heart inside?!

Why should I care where my loved one is when he’s not right beside me?! Even if he was beside me for a few moments, filling each with bliss worth a life time, it would still be a memory the next moment, isn’t it? So, I started living with him just in thoughts, like I did this and did that with him… But it pains me measurelessly whenever I have to accept that those things never really happened…

Those distances never covered…

And that love never requited!

How can I feel his touch, at least in my thoughts when I never had his touch really?! How can I enjoy his smiling when I never had him smiling for me?! Though he never smiled for me, the only reason behind my tears being the only vent to my pain within is that, all my smiles and happiness have gone to search him,…leaving loads of tears behind to accompany me!

But the painful thing is those tears were real, not just in thoughts! And the reason behind why I can’t just laugh and forget that person like he never existed is that, he’s not just a memory…but my life and I lived with him at least in my thoughts! And something we think or do can never be undone!

And the even hardest and painful thing that I discovered as days passed was that I cried for the love that never existed, for the person that never was mine! But, my tears were true and showed their existence always!!

There’s a great Abyss between our hearts and there’s that love somewhere else, the Abyss can’t hold…

But why does my heart still keep loving and keep on beating when all that I really want to do is die?!... Just because, he’s living in me!

Save me before you, living in me, gets drowned along with me in my tears, that have already filled the Abyss between us… I’m not too far!!!”

“Abyss lies between thee and me;

Yet a heart that loves beats!

Smiles of mine have gone to search thee;

And my heart, the sorrow treats!!

If only thee could hear my heart

and thine eyes could look into the abyss…

I could pull my heart from drought

and my heart could taste the bliss!

If my thoughts could reach you through

the dangling sweet air spray;

Then my love and lust for you is true.

Even my regret keeps me gay!

With your love I could live with

just one heart beat…

I could gather my strength and breath

even when snakes hiss!

But nothing in this world

could be more sweet…

to the lovelorn ones in regret,

than a loving kiss!!

Though I’m from thee so far and far…

and tears have begun to ruin me!

Yet, I love to make myself a temple for…

you lest no other could reign me!!"

'Drowning In My Tears!...SAVE ME!'

Regards... K.J. Sudhira Spurthi

THE POP KING

2012-07-18T06:27:00.003-07:00

THE POP KING

(1958-2000)

“M

ichael Jackson was born in…um……I really don’t know! Frankly, but oops…why am I telling this?!

We don’t know where a black and heavy cloud hails from with its blaze and lightening, its jazz and hip-hop beating rhythm…so mysterious! Yet, we enjoy its cool and refreshing, pitter-patter rain, when some people just get wet! Not everybody can enjoy the rain, but the ones who consider it as the shower of blessings!

‘A poor farmer, sun-shading his weary eyes with his palms, looking desperately at the clear and sunny sky, worrying to death about his loving daughter in labor, his farm field………

A passionate kid waiting to sail his paper boat, his father made before he left to border to defend his country………

The rich man in hell fire in a parable “Lazarus and the Rich Man”, from Bible are some of those who can really enjoy the Rain!’

But why am I telling even this?!

Even I don’t know when and where this black diamond was born! He came into the scene with a heavy heart, blazing costumes, striking the electronic guitars with an unusual beat and crying the songs out with an uneven fashion! Whenever pain surged through his heart, he cried, pain ever-springing from the scars left on his heart due to his abused childhood. Not just him, but the billions of hearts witnessing his concerts too cried along with him, just because his two eyes and the thing beating inside him were not enough to give vent to gallons of agony deep within him… so others joined him! And there was lightening whenever this cloud encountered a bitter memory from his childhood!

Where some guys just took him for a babbling nigger, because they only saw what he showed. But some discovered and extracted the quantum of solace they needed from his songs, as they learnt what he was! They started tapping their feet to the rhythm of his beats… and the whole world began lionizing him, realizing that his songs were actually reflecting what everyone had within them, but only which they had been failing to recognize!

His songs appeared more and more rhythmatic every other time they heard them, as their heart beats started synchronizing with his beats. Yes! Jackson was giving the world what was needed most at the moment-“a little place in his heart…love!”, unlike other Rock stars who felt just securing place in everybody’s heart was enough to keep their Album sales high! … Those stars, who never thought of giving the world a place in their heart first, but only trying to find their existence through some fool’s heart!

Black he came, white he left! … just like a cloud, pouring out all his agony and pain out as love for the world through his stunning lyrics and breathe taking music, that could raise the dead and the sick! And when that cloud passed away, I bet there was no eye that wasn’t wet… if there was any, it would be of a person with no place in his heart!”

“I mourn the pop king’s demise…

I know nothing more wise!

The world now is an abandoned throne…

and I see a glory less crown!!

The rhythm of the world’s heartbeat

has now turned into a pathetic storm!

The vision of the world lost its treat

which has once seen his stardom!!

My words have gone dumb…

and my senses have gone numb!

Oh Michael, are you gone forever?!

But I’ll forget you never!!

And now that you’re no more

I think, I have this fantasy!

The fantasy I never had before

But I swear it’s not a fallacy!!

I wish, when I have a baby tomorrow,

I will then forget all the sorrow!

Because, he’ll be having your spirits

and in no time will secure all your merits!!

The boy may not be black

and his hair may not be curly!

But the world will be taken aback

to see you born back so early!!

And one day when I’m done with the world

and when I’m truly on my death bed!

Just one hope sustains me

and a note from a chord renews me!!

It’s your blessing and healing music,

that could raise the dead and the sick!

Oh Michael, what would I then tell you…

more than, “I love you” ?

“A fall guy alone can understand Jackson’s burning passion behind the song “Who is it? Somebody hates my soul…”!

A person rent asunder from his family due to war, alone can understand how ‘love’ could have stopped war and saved his world from falling apart, just as Mike felt when he was trying to ‘Heal the world and make it a better place by giving a little space in his heart!’

Of course…not everybody can enjoy the rain!!!

And your death just took the world from you, but not you from the world!

Michael...you just started living in our hearts!!"

"We Love You!"

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

BORN TO LOVE

2012-07-16T05:43:00.000-07:00

BORN TO LOVE

“N

obody born till now was wise enough to define ‘love’, because wisdom alone is not enough to express or define love. It needs a loving heart and a noble thought! And if that can be defined, it’s not ‘love’!

In my bouncy teens, I was glad that I had such loving friends around, sharing my joys and sorrows. We used to hit the town, fool around and mess it up everywhere as if we own the place. We were quite fun loving, foot loose and fancy free! We had our spirits always soaring high. Bonus, I was so yielding and affable! But when I heard of a girl, who was once my bosom friend, sharing my personals with a guy and abetting him into loving me, I was completely taken aback. I’d have approved of her, if she had done it with care and courtesy. But nops! There was malice a fore thought in whatever she did in my case. I thought we were done long back, the day I found her real shades out. I stopped even thinking about her thenceforth, for she pumped up and fanned out rumours about my personal life and put me in the firing line. But I could defend myself as I didn’t really do the things she accused me of! But she couldn’t stand me going free. She bit her mother’s ear with false fables about me. And when her mom invited me home one day, I went gladly as I always had a high esteem for her and felt she had nothing to do with her daughter’s mistakes. But my heart sank as I discovered the motive behind her inviting me! She began abusing me with harsh words. But when I explained her, what really happened, she started abusing her daughter. What a foolishness?! Staggering strategies... Wavering characters!

I didn’t conspire to avenge her, though everybody might have approved of it, as they knew I was error-free and her conspiracies were already in the lime light. I could as well have dragged her into the open for a trial. But did I do that? No! I forgave her, left her at peace and secured even her secrets, because she had once shared them with me in confidence, when we were friends! I may not value her anymore, but I still and truly value the relation we had before. But I turned to stone on hearing that she has back slid and was getting fresh with me all over again! How could she do that?!

Many such things kept cropping up in my life. She was happy. Everybody who hurt me was really happy. But it’s I, who is lamenting for the sins I haven’t done. Not that I never sinned, but am sad for being punished even for the sins I haven’t committed!

Filled with frustration, I cried, “can’t you see I’m suffering because of you?!” at my sister once. “I can’t believe you are such a mean girl!” my mother retorted at me that pricked the core of my heart and burst my tear-tank open. Only if they had known about my childhood, abused in the clutches of betrayal... Sorry sis and mom! I never meant to hurt you. Nobody cared about the scars on my heart, left by false friends and wrong guys! They only wanted me to pay for the mistakes I haven’t done and blamed me for what I wasn’t… but never gave me a chance to change!

Even then, I honour them with all my heart! Thus, since ages I’ve been forgoing revenge and forgiving injury, though I’m the one, the first for anyone to start with. I still wonder why I have been sparing and forgiving that girl, who painted me black, spoke ill of me and those others who messed my life up! I only realized later, just because I love them all! And if I really love them, I must show it through my deeds…

And yes! Nobody born till now was wise enough to define love. They were wise enough only in showing it through their deeds, as love cannot be defined or expressed…can only be shown!

TRUE LOVE REQUIRES NO WORDS!”

“There’s one cause today

I live for…

I want my love spread

length and width!

The love I’ve always

yearned for...

But had none to

share with!

Lonely went my days

without people…

But not my thoughts,

They were never simple!

It takes them seconds

to arrive at me…

But takes a life time

Oh my, to leave me!

There was never a day

that went by…

without taking my

precious tears!

I’ve never seen them

who hurt me, cry…

though scapegoat

I’ve been for years!

I only knew things

that I’ve got…

And the things I wanted

were always lost!

Lost into the future less

past…

leaving my present left

with nothing at last!

All that I’m left with

is a ray of hope…

that one day I’ll get things

worth my hope!

Though I’ve lost everything

to everyone…

the truth that still cannot

die is that ‘I’m alive’!

Alive in my thoughts

is that only ‘love’…

To love is the only thing

left in my memory!

I’ve always learnt

to forgo revenge…

And I’ve always dared

to forgive injury!

“And to love is the only thing

left in my memory!!"

We are all BORN TO LOVE, not to be loved…

But enjoy being loved too!

To love is responsibility...

To be loved is a reward!

So, if you don't fulfill your responsibility,

you can't claim your reward!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

LOVE UNCONDITIONAL

2012-07-13T03:51:00.000-07:00

LOVE UNCONDITIONAL

“I

hail from a rich-middle class family. Yes, you heard me right! Middle class, in terms of money and rich, in terms of aims and ideals. Though we don’t have all that we desire, we absolutely have all that we deserve. The real inheritance anyone can get is time and love from their parents, in spite of their adversities… I got them in abundance! Of course, all who come from such family may not be a winner, but a winner surely comes from such a family, if he got one! I’m lucky in that case, like many of you…

You just have to see my parents. They have everything arranged for me. They have given me the real inheritance… strength to struggle to survive and wisdom to act wise. They were always there to lift me up in times of failure! They taught me, it’s not when you win a game that you are a winner, but it’s when you’ve got people around to tap your shoulder at times of defeat! The best lesson ever! So I really can say “I’m a winner!”

There were times when I used to hesitate to aim high, because as my aims grow higher and higher, my parents may want to work harder and harder to help me meet my aim. But would they let me give up?!... NO! They offered to provide me with all that they could to help me reach my targets!

And there were times when I used to think whether I deserve to enjoy all that they were providing me. I haven’t worked for any of them, but still enjoying them! If I were to seek a boon from God I’d just ask Him to take ‘them’ before me… Yes, I can’t pass away before them and leave lifelong grief behind for them!

God, take them first!

“Those people, I knew them since long…

but not before they knew me;

and I’m not new to them!

Those two people, I felt…

were my two eyes;

Thus I never attempted to cry!

But whenever I see them…

I begin to cry;

Tears of joy, I suppose!

Generation gap alone keeps us far…

But you see, my friends they are;

God’s gift, I believe!

I see them working for me…

but not for gold;

kind at heart they are!

Wearing crowns of mercy…

Seated on my heart’s throne;

The royal couple they are!

With me their joys they share…

but always keep me unaware;

of their loses and defeats!

But they are real winners…

Winners of my heart, I believe;

Much against His will, God could…

lay only death, a barrier;

separating our bodies!

But you see we are bound…

by love, I suppose!!

I enjoy their very presence In my heart;

It says, “Mom-dad! Mom-dad!”

Never part from your parents, because you are part of them… And they are what you are made of and made your life of!

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

Debut-ALONE!

2012-07-11T11:18:00.003-07:00

A word from the writer...

“H

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I’m sure you’d like to meet Sudhira and yes it’s me, your Sudhira Spurthi! I’ve got stars in my head and suns in my eyes...moon in my heart. Dunno why, I melt at the slightest sentiments and I’m always there for friends. I’ve an incredible passion for them... I always try to understand their core feelings, though some of them never try to understand mine! But I wouldn’t hesitate to take up cudgels on behalf of them when they are in the firing line, because I hate the bad in some of my friends, but not my friends themselves. And that’s why I could adore even my foes!

And that I love my self even after doing many mistakes, how can I hate others if they do the same? I’ve always dared to forgo revenge and learnt to forgive injury. I know, no matter how long I live I’ll be dead much longer. So why should I hate someone? I’d rather love them, because in the end it’s not between them and me, but it’s between God and me!

I never try to find fault with others, though it’s easy! I try to find if there’s fault with me. It’s difficult, but I love to take up difficult tasks! When I err, I wouldn’t regret, but try to rectify it. I’m no pushover, but once I resolve to do something, I wouldn’t wimp out. And it wouldn’t bring me joy even if I have to carry a grand bullion off, if I don’t have my dear ones around to embrace me, applaud my success and hardly if there’s someone to care if I succeed

I don’t think studies alone can get a person through his life, “Shakespeare never went to school!” and it’s never too late to start, “Bill gates, Bin-laden and I’ve got the same 24 hours!”

Everybody wanna be DIFFERENT, which makes them all the “same”. But there’s something that really makes me different……. I dream of things beyond a human’s imagination and of course affordability, beyond the horizons of the universe! I’d love to peep into a new galaxy, far away from the far aways and see that it’s really there. I wanna build a loggia there and draw the attention of the bumbling and bustling world. I’m ready to go for broke to set up a new world, a world built outta something greater than love, softer than dove, sweeter than honey and richer than money. I’m agog, but who’d help?! If there is something such like an ‘Augmentation Potion’, I’d just pour it over love and see that it really becomes BIG!

And now that you’ve chosen to read this book, I’m gonna show you in to a Neo-world that carries your fancies away, a world built outta my passions, true from the core of my heart. There may be years of struggle behind a success, but it takes a second to enjoy it. There may be years of struggle behind a living, but all it takes is a second to die!

This is not just a book… but it’s my heart. It may take some hours or days for you to read it, but all it takes is just a moment to feel it!

And that one moment is what can change your destiny!!

You will have a big time!!!

“GO AHEAD… HIT IT!”

ALONE

“There were moments when I used to feel alone among a thousand, alone under the unique amenity, the sky dome with zillions of stars, and alone with thousands of heart beats still keeping me alive only to remind me that I was alone. The moments that used to pass like eons, catching my tears and triggering my fears by reminding me of the brevity of life, happiness that drifts away quickly and sadness that lasts longer!

Being away from my parents and my beloved ones in those miserable days of my hostel life, I discovered what I’ve been missing since ages. I wasn’t like at home there, because home is not where one lives, but where one wants to live, where one is understood. Suffering from a lack of love, I spent many nights crying my heart out silently in to the pillows. I turned so pessimistic that I barely hoped to rise the next morning!

The campus almost seemed to me like a cottage crunched due to lack of love. Students there were always hurrying to study, jeering and jibing at other students sitting idle, lost in thought like me. But did they ever know there’s a thought preceding success? They considered us ‘losers’. But we were not up to live mechanically studying 24*7 for a top grade in exams and were not ready to forgo happiness of today’s in pursuit of tomorrow’s.

I felt so desolate that, even the beautiful garden in the campus seemed to me like a bleak moor, lacking the essence of life and the set-up pond like a gutter of magma, lacking freshness of hope. I spent almost all nights crying or gazing blankly at the far away stars in the mystic sky dome, which appeared anew though they stand at the same place, but much brighter every other time I look at them. They had a secret message for me, “Shine where you stand! You are never alone, as you share the same sky under which your beloved ones are!! And from heavens above there’s someone watching you over!!!”

Living as an exile in the campus, I learnt many things. My loneliness, my only friend in those times taught me the best lessons of my life, that I was alone……. Alone with …….!

Just go ahead and learn for yourself!”

“Little Hannah was alone…

in her little cottage of wood;

But she’d jump like a cheerful fawn

and try to fly like a humming bird!

She’d look at sky and down at earth…

and jump so high in joy and mirth;

She’d touch her heart and hear it

throbbing, “lubb and dup!”

She’d tell her heart, “I’m alone”, but

hear it say “lubb and dup”.

Then she’d cry and cry and then give up!

When morning greets her with its smile…

she’d think the sun her friend a while!

Lo! But when he grows hot in noon…

she’d cry, “Aw, go away soon!”

Then she’d calmly hope for the rising moon…

Till then she’d say, “I’m alone!”

When moon arrives though bright and round

but, she scared of the darkness around,

Would shut her eyes and fall to the ground!

“But she never suffered hunger…

nor the nature’s anger

nor the winter’s shiver

nor got drowned in a river! ”

At dusk she’d stand by the door…

hoping for a human heart to pass by;

She’d walk and walk across the moor…

and reach a bright blue stream nearby!

She’d sit by the stream and peep into it…

a pale pink face very dusty;

With dried up streams that have

passed through the dust;

reminding her that she was alone!

Looking at the grassy lands…

and looking at the twinkling sands,

she’d cover her face with her hands

and sobs and sobs till her heart demands!

“But she never suffered hunger…

nor the nature’s anger

nor the winter’s shiver

nor got drowned in a river! ”

She’d sit by the furnace with a lurking hope…

in the cold-cold winters drinking her soup;

that one would come very near to her

and make her his child, so dear…

and relieve her from her fear!

And one day that she saw in her dream…

was an unknown man with a golden gleam;

with eyes of sapphires and hair with curls…

lips of rubies and teeth of pearls!

Voice of thunder

and that’s a man of wonder…

patting her with his golden palm;

and so she slept in peace and calm…

and woke up next day bright and warm!

“But she never suffered hunger…

nor the nature’s anger

nor the winter’s shiver

nor got drowned in a river!

and that’s what is her wonder!!”

She has always felt a guiding hand,

leading her through seas and land;

and when that night turned…

she looked at the moon with a nod

and said, staring into the darkness…

“I’m alone…….alone with God!”

“And that’s how, on sober reflection I got to know though I was really alone, there was some force driving me optimistic and getting me through the most horrible moments of my boredom and despair…

No ship in a vast ocean too sinks unless it takes the water in and no one is really alone in this world unless they think they are!”

LolzZz………….

Sudhira's Word!

Cleo Patra and a world of tomorrow

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UNKNOWABLE UNKNOWNS

HUMAN

HUMAN

“Be a human!”

MANIPULATION

MANIPULATION

INTUITION

INTUITION

“I follow my heart!!!”

SCIENCE

SCIENCE

THINK BIG BUDDY!

NECESSITY

NECESSITY

“SAVE ME AT THE EXAM!”

SAVE YOURSELF!

SAVE YOURSELF!

MISS UNDERSTANDS IT

FIRST, TRY!

FIRST, TRY!

DIE BIG

DIE BIG

“I WANNA DIE BIG!”

ASSET UNCLAIMED

ASSET UNCLAIMED!

“Today is worth two tomorrows. Use it wise!”

CHATTER BOX

CHATTER BOX

MUSIC, THE MANTRA!

PASSIONS by Sudhira Spurthi K J | Foboko

STUDENT

And it doesn’t mean you won, just because others lost.

“You can still be a loser among a thousand losers and...

Lemme give you an example for a better understanding…

BUTTERFLY

BUTTERFLY

“Though we wake up the same every morning, every sunrise shows us into a new world, new happiness or new problems…every day! But for me, for years, every sunrise has shown me into same problems every day, but in a new way…

I used to cry sometimes for a reason. Sometimes even more, not knowing at least the reason behind my tears! The later is the most hurting thing, I ever knew!! My misery had no measure and my laments had no leisure…”

So, I realized finally, all that I need to do to be happy is just to change my thoughts. And to change my thoughts, I must fight for it. After such a profound fight in exile, I really find my heart flipping and flying like a butterfly!”

“Thought makes all the difference!”

“My heart is a maggot when my spirits leave me…Venturing back into bygone rotten memories!For I only beget luke warm tears for free…My conscience cries too thinking of the injuries!!

Maggot in-articulated, gone dumb by despair… Struck in squishy bogs of intuitive exile for eons! And then the wings unfold colorful in a pair… Maggot flies out of the bogs with a mild romance!!

And now my heart is light flying light as a butterfly…Magic all around, spirits soaring high!For maggot won the fight in the bogs, with a sigh…A fight so profound, fought to do or die!”

Regards... K J Sudhira Spurthi.

MY COSY DEN

MY COSY DEN

“Some guys rush to many parts of the world to know about the world… but I say, first know about yourself and you can know even better about the world… And if there’s any place that made me know about myself and what I am, it’s my little cosy den, my Room!

“Oh, I love to live there…

in my little cosy den!

And on earth, there’s nowhere…

rather, I could think of going when!!

It’s a heaven’s microcosm…

and my caring mother!

Whenever my heart’s on a spasm…

I long and rush is hither!!

People rush to many parts…

of the world to see many things!

But my den has shown me many arts…

and my world to which my heart clings!!

It’s door may be shut or open…

breeze may billow into it or not!

But as I sit here, my thoughts deepen...

into matters which break my trouble clot!!

Books on shelves & clothes in wardrobes…

Toys on bed and clock on wall!

And many more things which my heart probes

Even in my fancies! Oh, it’s a cure all!”

MY DREAM

ABYSS

THE POP KING

BORN TO LOVE

LOVE UNCONDITIONAL

Debut-ALONE!

“My heart is a maggot
when my spirits leave me…
Venturing back into
bygone rotten memories!
For I only beget
luke warm tears for free…
My conscience cries too
thinking of the injuries!!

Maggot in-articulated,
gone dumb by despair…
Struck in squishy bogs
of intuitive exile for eons!
And then the wings unfold
colorful in a pair…
Maggot flies out of the bogs
with a mild romance!!

And now my heart is light
flying light as a butterfly…
Magic all around,
spirits soaring high!
For maggot won the fight
in the bogs, with a sigh…
A fight so profound,
fought to do or die!”