Mysore Zoo II

Mysore Zoo

Karanji Lake Aviary, Mysore II

Karanji Lake Aviary, Mysore

Mysore

An 8-Legged Freak...

Nandi Hills II

With Aniruddha, Mahua and Swati...

Nandi Hills

Exactly one year ago!

@ Home

A litter of leaves...and dogs!!!


Allogrooming :)

One of the 'dada' people in the field of behavioural ecology, E. O. Wilson wrote -

despite the accessibility and ease of study of social insects, they have received relatively little attention in general textbooks of biology, ecology and behavior, perhaps because their life cycles and anatomy initially seem more complex, their diversity greater and the literature consequently more "technical". All this remoteness is due to the accident of our mammalian origins. If the first highly intelligent linguistic species had been a termite instead of an Old World primate, the reverse perspective would exist. Vertebrates would be noted chiefly for their gigantism, scarcity, and unfamiliar anatomy.


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Drizzling outside...the lilting voice of one of my childhood friends in the milieu, singing some really old compositions from the Marathi movie Niwdung...we start off with one song, rays of smiles seeping in between...we forget the lyrics...hop onto 'Chandra aahe saakshila'...it's too difficult to sing...but we still persist with it...finally give up...hop onto some old O. P. Nayyar ones...'Tum jo huye Humsafar'...songs just flow by...'Hum aapki aankhome'...I break in when she falters...she assists me when I forget the lyrics...the voices slowly merge with the drops...

It's not that I miss her because she is not here with me. It's the thought that there could have been so many more magnificent, magical moments together that makes me melancholic and despondent.

One moment a person is alive and kicking. The next moment he lies sprawled, lifeless.

Life's so damn transient.

Most of the better ideas I've come up with regarding work have been during times when I was alone and when I wasn't trying too hard to come up with something fabulous.

What does one feel when one is dying? Is one beyond all the humanly feelings at the time of death? For someone, who is losing a loved one, he/she has to go through the loss of a single person. But for someone who is actually dying? That person has to lose everyone…everything. All experiences, all familiarity, all relations, all associations…the whole world. And the ambiguity and haziness of what lies ahead…or may be the tranquility of leaving this world and reaching onto an altogether different plane.

People say death is frightening. I think death must be painful. And here, I don’t mean pain as in the physical sense of the word ‘pain’.

Some dreams broken, some realized...Abba said it right, "The winner takes it all, the loser standing small"...

The heart bleeds for those who have to learn from their let-downs, failures and disillusionments. It must be learning things the hard way. It's not really fair. Coz those who failed sometimes are the ones who really deserved it. Especially in today's time where talent, competence and caliber doesn't always translate into success.

A slight wipe of inferno...The pallid atoms...The swirling smolder...The blazing desires...The craving to be in the moment...And a yearning for self-destruction? May be...Who cares?

I think I'm made in a way where I'm perpetually dissatisfied with something or the other.

Everyone says love can move mountains. That love reforms people, changes attitudes, changes perception about everything in life.

True, no doubt about it. But there is another thing which has an ability to change everything about your personality, about the way you feel, your attitude, the way you perceive things. That thing is called HURT. It can move mountains, too, however, in a totally different direction as compared to love. And whereas love leads to progression, hurt has just one target, self-destruction.

Who doesn't want the freedom, soveriegnty and pleasures inflicted by love? Love is an awesome thing as long as you don't have to deal with hurt.

I've understood why I like to maintain a distance with most of the people I meet. On a personal note that is. Professionally when i get to know someone, I'm very cordial, polite and I guess, I come across as a confident person. However, when it comes to personal life, I don't want to get too close to anyone as it's really annoying to be analysed at every walking moment and disclosing your frailties and vulnerabilities to anyone. I prefer to keep my emotions in check all the time and hate it when people start manipulating me through my emotions.

It's also because hi's and bye's are much better than coming closer to people, and then leaving them never to see them again.

It's also because most of the people are quite boring.

It's also because many times ideas and perceptions are much better than reality. People lose that aura and mysticism when you get to know them TOO well.

And most of all, why make efforts when you already know the fate? Nothing lasts forever, right? Why bother then?