Instincts of an individual

India which was dreamt, is right in front India which was wished, is way beyond Remembering the leaders who fought Remembering the soldiers who died Would bring them no proud Remembering the cause of their sacrifice Abiding our life as they have wished would do Flying a missile across Pluto while A child is being raped in the country Is not something they would 've wished for Building a village in Mars while Thousands of farmers attempting suicide Is not something they would 've wished for Demanding friendly allies with a nation while Our military guards getting laid without defence Is not something they would 've wished for Becoming a super power in 2020 while A kid begs for food and education Is not something they would 've wished for The one thing which gave us freedom The one thing which was our weapon The one thing which was our pride The one thing which died alongside mahatma The one thing which is definitely not with us now If they w...

As years do their daily job meets weekly target gets monthly wage enjoys yearly experience I wanna go back, go back to the real real where there were reals where there was real inventions real love, friendship, creativity was born. Society and societies may get institutionalized machines may be made each day, each hour but, where are we? not the makers we. but the real we. machines gets better and better making us to forget who, where and what we are the magics they do may amuse, simplify now but will conquer, rule soon

Even they say ugly She did't fail to groom Even they say tough She did't fail to fight Even her life is pitiful She is a beautiful The shell she came out Would have been her home Making the world look Prison to her beauty The rule she broke out Made her enemies break her The boundaries she crossed Made them even more smaller Some near her to please Some near her to trash O will hold the curse That she is blind To find the disguise She is a sister She is a lover She is a mother She is a daughter let her flee free She is a butterfly.

Out in the world We are meant to live Our Days of life With the power of us To destroy all the us Out from the world There may be lives Wishing to be with us By the way Our building stands By the look Our technology airs Into the world If they care to see The way we live They will fear for The real of us Out of the blue, If you get a chance To give them a glance Will you call them To avoid our world Does anyone care to care What they may think If they are as What we are So better, Take care of you from technologies which is dumping you. And, Take care of the world from you which you will continue to dump.

I' m in the dark, so dark So that I can talk With whom I wish to talk I am alone, all alone So that no one else could see me I dig inside, deep inside So that I could get what I want I will fly beyond the sky, so high So that I could reach where I can reach I ll sleep as long as I could  So that no one can wake me up I may scream out loud, so loud So that even nothing can hear something

Distance is the definite view Once you reach a distance Digging is a definite process Once you find who u are. So keep digging . . . To get continued . . . 

Born a lucky accident One Learns to live Is what we think   Which we think   Is really the thing. Born to an accident One learns to  act One learns to hide In the name of  culture, religion, sex. Truth of being just Food and sex centric The height we've seen Is just not enough To find who and why Are we a born. Everyone is a born To become dead - but Don't be a born Just to become dead .

Like the clouds Is your thoughts Passes always In a moment far away Make sure to hold The second it comes If you want To catch who you are.                     - rajesh

Every time I, feel a heart Stomach goes up Do not know why, some Uneasiness fills the space When the beats try to rise Emptiness weighs to pain If at all I, try to figure Surround sounds, sounds to death Even if ink finds my hand Flesh at my top starts to think To stop me ink – though Thee thoughts unstops to flow Brain wins heart to stop my ink. Opened eyes shuts the way Closed eyes shows the way Oh my god, what can I do To stop my brain And not my heart If friends they are Would delight my dreams But aren’t they I’m cursed to kill, Those thoughts I must ink. -           rajesh

Around the globe, were you stretched Beyond the strength, alongside you Yet the little you cared to show Whence those stones came to see Stubborn by heart and rough by shape Though so they, with motherly love And friendly touch, you swept their feet Tied to the curse of being stone You made them melt out of guilt The result of which a beach you are. Thence it came, a selfish race To stole your asset and even you Trying so hard to reach their feet Your motherly touch couldn’t do much More the sweet you are, still the rude are they Yet so how you still show love A day will fall for they to guilt Until then please save some love.                                                 -rajesh

“Lines make relations better” Problems. Issues. Relationships. Ohhhh! tired of these words. Let me help you. Actually the problem is not a problem if it’s a problem between two or more unknowns, but becomes one if it is between two or more knowns. If it is a problem between two unknowns, I say “It’s not a big deal” but if it’s between two known people, I say “It definitely is a problem”, but you guys must know something, “why would anyone fear about a problem if it is between dear ones”. Oh! common, it can be easily solved. But the tricky part is, it must not be left unsolved. Better solve it between dears, dears. The problem arises with everyone. It becomes a “must be solved” between dear ones. But before going into solvation, let us find why one such thing happens. Well, there are huge number of ways where relations get bad. I cannot pin point each and every one because if I do, I may end up buying the whole google server for myself to discuss the entire earth’s problem, hhaa! that...

I don’t want applause till I touch the point beyond of what I am capable of! Considering mankind, besides good health and wealth, the thing for which every man’s heart ache is appreciation. But can anyone accept, if I say beware of appreciation. I am afraid you must! Obviously I am not against it, even I want appreciation.  But the risk lies in how you take it. We have seen great legends being so humble even after achieving so much like Mani Ratnam, A.R. Rehman, Sachin Tendulkar, Rajnikanth. Believe me! It’s not that simple. For an outsider it may seem a dream, For a beginner it may seem a dream come true, For a successor it may seem just an another day. For whoever, wherever, however, appreciation is appreciation. It does not matter how much you get – but It does matter how much you take! It’s like restricting yourself, not to eat ice cream until you finish all your home works when you are kid. We all know that each and every human in the world is ...

Hello there. This is Rajesh Sridhar and I have decided to be a writer and eventually I will be a published writer and a recognized writer and a famous writer and oops, let me stop. I wanted to say something about myself and give some pre-alerts for my readers. First of all I want to say “Thanks for even thinking of viewing by blog”. Next, hmmm thank you very much, that’s all I want to say. I am -A computer science engineering graduate (just a degree) -A graphic designer (learned out of my interest) And I -Love movies (respect directors) -Love writing poems, stories, experiences, or anything (in Tamil and English) Warning: I think I am proud of myself to warn you about my language and topics I am going to share with you guys because I wanted to be transparent to my readers. Wow! How genuine I am! Alright, here we go. I strictly don’t know what this blog is all about. You would never know what you will be expecting from my blog coz even I don’t know what’s com...

Today it is 27-1-15, 5.10pm, in my home before my PC. “Instincts of an individual” – how does that sound for a blog name or even a movie name. I think  hollywood directors would love this title for their film named “Instinct of an individual”. Okay! What can I write in my blog? About movies, studies or design? I think I belong to a generation curve where most of the old beliefs (good or bad) are going to be forgotten. So I think I am a write person to write about how to live life, Of course I know how, but I cannot be it. I think I can be a bridge between both ends and I can hold the curse of generation shift which is a complete shit work my generation done to the previous and future. I am open enough to accept that I am the culprit generation who screwed all the old beliefs and set bad example for the futures. Getting to the topic, I cannot exactly say how one has to live his/her lives coz everyone has their own desire and passion and ideas of life. So don...