Perception of a man

          When you look at a person  for the first time, what do you get? what will be your first impession? I’m sure you will build an image about him without your conscience. You start assuming about that person. The assumptions you make about him/her actually blocks you from knowing exactly who he is. Here, is where one get lost in understanding a person or even an object for that matter

Lets say i know few black people who are very good dancers or singers. Or atleast I’ve heard that black are good dancers and are jovial. The next time when I meet a person who is a black, I immediately start thinkin that he ‘s a good dancer or singer. He may be a goof or a great thinker ; which will be very diffcult for me to accept. This is because the previous image has forced me to accept as something for which he is totally not related.

This situation is what leads to the perception of a man in a complete different sense. Hereby, it can be said that the way I’ve understood him is completely by my previous thiughts and ideas and have never actually seen him.

Dance with me……

Thats probably me dancin like that... 🙂

Hi, I always wanted to learn dance but was very shy to go out and put up an image of a hopless dancer. Anyways, being jobless for 2 months is givin me great inspiration to venture into new things. Watchin aaja nachle, I finally decide to go and join a dance school. I have heard that dance needs great grace, and talent and all other crap. Me, being good for nothin enrolled myself into a freestyle dance also called bollywood style of dance. Its just been 2 days but the first day was very exciting…..

As soon as I walked in, I headed to reception. There was nobody, to my left was the dance room. I scaredly walked in shying away from others eyes. But what to do, my size is so big, people can hardly not look at me that too when there were only some 7 people. Even the coach wasnt there, i was too embarresed and couldnt talked to anybody. The worst part was that I was the only guy there. 🙂

Few minutes went by, teacher came in, introduced and then taught me the first basic step to practice. While the rest of dancers (i think i can call them so, they are damn good) got ready, he played the song ‘Move your body’ from Johnny Gaddar movie. OMG!! I couldnt belive my eyes, how well were they dancing, what the heck was in their body, bones or something else. Comparing with them, I was dancin like a robot!!!! I could barely twist my stomach or could any flexibly bend my limbs. So, day 1, all I did was stare at them. And the worst thing in dance school is, an entire wall is made of mirror and can barely escape teachers eyes. With me dancin so badly, everybody was laughin at me, I thought I would run away right there. Ahhh…. With now great efforts I have done with 2 classes… Hoping for really good time further on. Just to note, I’ve now become too conscioius not to eat much.  🙂  🙂

Trying to mathematize taste

Looking at people who rush to office somehow trying to manage breakfasts; looking at those who prefer to order or eat out for dinner cause its tiring to cook, I feel lets do something about it, lets change the way things go. Lets help them have a good food of their wish without even sacrificing their taste ( which has to be done in hotels). This pondering made me come up with a nice idea. Even though this is difficult to be done today, it can definitely be done tomorrow.

You know how the entire range of colour is distinguished. You can address all colours using primary colours which are Red, Blue and Green. Adding R,Y,B in different combinations you can create any colour u want. On the same lines, any sound can be created just with a variation of frequency form 20hz to 20khz. Have a sound of any frequency, keep modifying it, you can generate any other sound you want. Now, if sound and light, 2 senses of human life, can be differentiated into very few entities, why not taste? Lets differentiate that too and find out what are the primary factors.

Consider any food, for example a roti, a chicken or something else. The stuff within is always same. What differs individual interest is its taste or sometimes its size too. Forget the size, this taste has to be made somehow appropriate to everyone. Hence, the cooked food shall be made bland, and let a powder or solution be made of different primary tastes. Testing persons taste, lets suggest them a formula so that they can add those components given to them and make the bland dish a very tasteful one. This is my idea, but remember, this does not suffice for hotel or luxury meals. This is all done a substitute for everyday bread and butter and nothing much.

Reconnoitre

Every one of you probably had experienced different opinions by yourself on the same issue at different ages. To make it clear, consider an example: Eating chats on road side, would have made you think it’s great in your young, ferocious times; later on you might have felt it’s too dirty, not so healthy and so on….this is how your opinion has changed. All I’m trying to say is that, your perspective changes with respect to particular ideas, concepts as time goes on…

Insecurity

Whenever, I used to look at a man sleeping roadside probably on a pile of sand or small stones, I felt very happy. Hey, I’m not speaking about a drunken guy or a mad person, I’m referring to a hard working labourer who probably is building a house or working at a site and has decided to take some rest. Look at him, he’s sleeping so happily without any worries, tensions, fear.

I being a guy whose in the fag end of schooling and about to earn a job always felt that I should stay as happy as him. Let any money come through, I prefer to spend it off and not piling to make myself more free. I don’t want to have a double locked iron doors to my home or a security alarm inside or carry a gun with you, or always a police as a security; I would love run free and live in the wild.

On my recent journey, I was at a railway platform in a very small town in Orissa state. Say it was around 11pm, only me and my friend were there. They were few coolies(helpers), beggars sleeping on the platform. All of a sudden the power went off and everything went black. Without a second thought, I immediately pulled out a chain from my hand bag, tied it around my luggage and locked it to the platform chair. Checking out my purse and my cell, I felt relieved. My eyes which was almost drowning got wide upon seeing others as where they are, is anyone coming closer, just to safeguard things………….Here, is where I felt that insecurity in curbing me, I didn’t want to be like this, I wanted more freedom, why am I getting locked unnecessarily, whose responsible for this, how to get out of this???????  ( I refers to a totality of mankind, this refers to any situation of insecurity; the above one was just an example which triggered my thought)

A journey to remember: Orissa trip

        On a good Saturday evening, while chatting with my grandma, playing with my cousin, my phone rings. ‘Macha, come lets go to vizag’. That’s my friend Shiva. He has been one of my best friends since 4 years. Vizag or Vishakhapatnam is place in Andhra Pradesh to which is a journey of around 26 hours from my hometown, Bangalore. His grandma stays at vizag for which he wants to go and visit. I’m just a kind of guy, who wants to meet different people and see different places and know life better. That’s how I look at tourism. Coming to the main road, we booked a ticket the very day after tomorrow. That’s Monday afternoon. So swift, I came to my home from grandma’s place which is again a 4 hour ride; packed my bags. The online weather forecast suggested thunderstorms.  So, expecting heavy rains, we packed extra shirts, extra jacket and was now full with 2 bags (very heavy).

 

The ticket, we booked was of tatkal (immediate) quota, whose key feature is we need to buy ticket for the entire train journey which is from starting point to the end point of the train irrespective of our destination. The end point read Bhuvaneshwar, Orissa. This is again a further 8 hour drive from vizag. The entire plan we had done on this tour was…….. nothing; just had 2 tickets to vizag in tatkal quota, Donno when we are going to come back, how we are going to come back, where we are going to stay; just planned to start with some good money in pocket. This is where the problem started. I said, anyway we have a ticket till Bhuvaneshwar, let’s go there; there are 2 more interesting places, Puri and Konark; let’s see and just roam around; let’s try to be a orrisian. He flipped off saying are u mad, what to do there, how to go there, we don’t know the language too….all sort came up. I too was pretty worried knowing how tourists are badly cheated there, still thought we’ll learn in due course. Nature has its own way of teaching.

Hi, its me and my first post

Hi, I’m bhargava. I’ve started this blog not because i always wanted to or its something different. I’m ususally a chatter box and I like to say a lot of stuff. Whereever I go, I try to learn, undersatnd and know stuff. I would very much like to share them. I share my interest with my friends depending on our mutual interests but cant say everything to anyone; so, i thought this would be a great way of expression. I will be writing whatever I feel good or bad or someone should know.  🙂