Wednesday, September 22, 2010

The Never Ending Story - A Series Of Collective Tales

Prologue

The rain poured incessantly throughout the night, drenching the road giving a tough time for the people ever since morning. A tall, dark figure loomed over the road with a black over coat and knocked the door of the mansion. An old lady with wrinkled skin and shallow eyes opened the door. She was surprised to see him at the door past midnight but let him in. He walked inside and went straightway to the bedroom.

The room was lit with a dim bulb covered with wall hangings and portraits of unicorns. She loved unicorns. Their frail hair, milk-white skin and the contradictory horn on their bulbous head, she loved every bit of the creature. The stranger made his way to the bed and leaned over her body. She looked like an angel with the moonlight accentuating her feminine form. Her breathing was slow and each time she breathed in, her fully blossomed breasts heaved up and down in unison which was a sight to behold. 

The man bent lower planting a soft kiss on her forehead and scooped her into his arms. The movement disturbed her sleep and before he could rest her back, she woke up. With dreamy eyes, she fluttered them open to look at him and smiled.

“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you love.”

“Same here,” smiled the man and continued, ‘I love you.’

She drifted off into a peaceful slumber and the man walked out of the room after a short break. The house maid walked up the stairs after awhile to help her mistress. Moments later, her loud shriek echoed outside which was suppressed in the loud thud of the rain. The man turned around to see the mansion with a wicked smile on his face.

The lady was on the bed covered in blood with a knife stabbed in her heart, her white gown turned red with the stains. She breathed her last in the hands of her lover. She didn’t know what was coming upon her moments before. She trusted her love with heart and soul but when he stabbed her mercilessly, her heart felt elated to embrace death from the hands of her beloved man.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Perception That Perspires

Oh, forgive me for the usage of words that might sound too.... but, I guess words make all the difference when it comes to expressing something.
Be it a conversation or text, it's your only tool to justify yourself and let others know what you are trying to do! Really, the one who masters the words can convince anyone easily and even make them think that he's absolutely brilliant even though he might know nothing in reality...

So, why I went into the world of words? B'cuz I have experienced it more than once of using the wrong ones at inappropriate times that led to some irrevocable disasters. Anyway, I'm indebted to words that saved my life and career but strongly detest numbers LOL :-D 

Mathematics...something that has been a part of my life till and the one that turned it topsy-turvy in the past. Really, why do we need equations. Gosh!

Guess I'm going off track here... 

I was telling about words and numbers, right! So, the words do come out based on what you are thinking at the moment and those spilled in the nick of a rage is often harsh. So, lets try not to hurt others and think twice before spilling those precious communication tool. It's better to get off the scene than to try and confront the rage with words.

Something that might look simple and not-so-offending to you might be extremely offensive to others. Even, humiliating at times... So, that's where the title comes. Getting the right perception of what others are trying to say and of course you are sure to perspire profusely during the process LOLZ...

Heavy brain storm, you know! Which I do all the time, of course.

So, let's just not get carried away with our thoughts and try to perceive what we are trying to convey within ourselves first before relating it to the person next to us! It would save a lot of misunderstanding issues and better help to tune the intended message to perfection...especially in business and relationships!!!


Thursday, August 5, 2010

Think Ahead Think Different

The motto of my life and this is what that helps me to keep moving forward.

Why the stale old thoughts always? Why not something new everytime?

I don't like to think out-of-the-box but break the box and just go beyond....

This is just the beginning and I have lots more to share, converse, criticize, analyze and what not! Thinking that there's lot more in the world who wants to follow my motto 'Think Ahead Think Different', I inaugurate my first blog.

I'm sure this blog wouldn't be a stale autobiography but a crisp conversation juxtaposed with stuff happening around films, books, tech, psychology, business and maybe I could even learn more from you who's reading this right now!