On "The Alchemist"....

For 23years I was never a ardent reader of any kindof books except techi books... ma cup of tea till date....I read technical books for they are the only source of building me in becoming stronger in every sense i could think of...
One fine day,I went into a book fair and was browsing through technical books.Suddenly,somehow my vision turned to a orange covered book titled "The Alchemist".I didnt know I stopped there with a impressed thought without much hesitance I took the book and was thinking if I'm to read it...a friend of mine peeped in and said "That's a good book...".And, the cover was written as the book that changed millions of lives.I wondered how...I felt curious, yet left the place not buying the book. Sunday morning,I finally bought "The Alchemist- Paulo Cealho" in a lane near my home.
The story begins like "A sheperd called Santiago...a boy who chose to be a sheperd for the passion of his life...to travel the whole world and understand the universal language of life".The first part of the story is what I loved when the boy is enlightened by the emperor to find the treasure of his life...The Alchemist says "when you are really towards something,all the world will conspire you..."The most powerfull sentence I came across in the recent past after the "Arise,Awake and stop not till you reach the goal...".
The book moves on a cool pace where you will reach a stage when you really dont wanna complete the book.As pages become less,I was tending to read slower,not because it was boring but because the fear it will get over.A fear it will end Santiago's journey though he takes away the treasure of his life....me as reader can take nothing if I wanted to end reading the alchemist...
The juice I drank on reading the Alchemist is sweeter than the techi I usually read...It was helping me understand life..."The Alchemist" book has everything in the right proportion to make life a smoothening experience.It talks on passion,luck,love,power,pride,perseverance,the importance of peace,the beauty of success and what not....yet lot more is written and much more can be felt.The real joy of reading a book lies in sharing it for life and "The Alchemist" blends it in a beautifully poetic way.....Great..
Here I am in my 24th year with great thirst to read books...I find its a good change coz books takes away the solitude in you...Keeps you in great company helping you in making life better.
A nice accident indeed...

When I saw the riots strike....

One fine night,I was on casually with my roomates for dinner....I was walking in the middle and two others in the ends.cool was the weather and happilly we were moving down the lane with breeze soothing us around.....we were chatting something ridiculous as ever....loud and joyous....fun as ever.....

As we went past the lane...There was slightly lonely spot...where we a saw drunkard kindof guy came slightly clloser and salluted us...We just shyed away from him...and tried to pass on...

Suddenly,that guy balsted a slap on my friend walking in the left...we were awestruck n ferocious....I just lifted him and he angrily reciprocated him with good slap...man there started the riot....around four or five guys piled in and started attacking him....i tried my best pull him out but he was not ready to pushoff...I told him to run..but no he wanted to fight it out...but they were very powerful to us...four five hard looking guys...no doubt they were ferocious without fear...he was beaten, i tried all my efforts to pull him and run off the sight....other friend ran off the sight(poor dude small boy..)...I don know when...I just survived a kick which was not very powerfull though.....

Then I somehow dragged him away and I pleaded them to leave us in peace....I was shouting "Please boss...leave us leave us...."I did feel embarrassed to call these inhuman dogs with respect...but the situation was like tat...i had pull my friend out of this,before he gets worser....good number of people gathered around and no one had a clue what was happening...even we don't!!!..finally we somehow came out of the fight and things did calmed down....my friend luckily survived with no injury with his shirt torn and lost sandals......Thanks to God.....

Well,my intension from first was to escape....I didn't wanna fight...I felt we have a lot of better things to do,we can't face the police and all shit that follows...If he had ran away after the first slap.....we could have avoided rest of the shots he got and it would have been much better....But it's very obvious human's reaction with a blow to a blow...but I doesnt make sense....we cant fight coz we fear and respect the laws and bound to follow them....

Well,It's around a year since i'm in bangalore...I used to walk around to my friends places even at midnight 2.00 AM...I felt life was peacefull....but u never know.....lifez full of accidents...u never know whats next.....

Few things I would like to share with my experience are

1. Never try to fight back...if u have a chance to escape even if u find yourself strong enough...coz u never know how many others are behind...
   
2. Hold your conciousness and understand the fact that we all can't fight like masters and try to run away...
3. Be alert even in slightly lonely areas...have a keen watch around
   

I'm not a coward,coz I didnt run alone which i could have easily done....but I pulled my pal out of danger...facing the danger around....All I feel is if we could have reacted much smarter by escaping from the scene....I wouldn't have been writing this blog....and spending an hour's time... :)

I would like to say the common dialogue...prevention is better than cure....so folks better prevent than trying to fight it out...Its always nice to think about,hear these stories but its real hard to face when u yourself face the grave.....

Life's once,hence play it with care......

inme4u

Success...a word u wanna hear everytime u do any kindof rubbish....r watever...u wanna win every time u see this world,every time u wanna feel good.....life is something little different...its not the way u want,but its the way it is.....u say u made it....ofcourse u did....but it actually happened coz of ur tiresome work....i wanna win is something i say in everything i say and do....n it does takes me to great levels...but i never know how much i lost in the process...so much strain,so much pain.....for the want of the misspelled glory....success...still crazy for it....cant stop it till life end.....i see success in everything i do....whether i write an exam r fall in love...
And everything have their own share of strain n pain.....but still raring for the feeling u wanna relish on...n on...so many things are like that...like when i fell in love...of course i think i did -:)
i wanted to win that love...when i saw i'm losing it i couldn't really accept the reallity of life...but i strained n strained till my last breath say love is not ur action alone its a mutual feeling....then i felt like i i didnt loose....
in the mean time i became poetic n wrote like
"Love is bee,it sucks all the nector from te sweet sector of the life vector..." i only then realised i lost most of my college life in this....success driven aspect of love i still wanna forget,my heart says its okie...but my mind says its not so...thats the way it goes....
still i dont stop....maybe i wud loose everything else in life for the want of the sweet i sweat so hard....Success...