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Chance encounters of the third kind !!

How can one describe a chance upgrade from economy class to business class on a trip that came up by chance and end up in a seat right next to Ganagandharvan Dr. K J Yesudas ? One has to attempt nevertheless for the possibility of reading and re-reading to re-live the three hours of ecstasy. If I were Marquez, I could have used the sunlight streaming in through the windows of the plane and may be even the buzz of the jet engines to describe the experience but of course, greatness is never to be attempted, to be imitated. White shirt, white pants and white leather shoes to match, the legend floats, wafts, glides, does not walk. There is a rhythm in his speak, he is uttering normal malayalam words to his wife Prabha (ma´am, the maestro´s wife)  but at the sight of him I have already developed a rather tenacious earworm that is doing Pramadhavanam, Samajavaragamana, Harivarasanam, Azhake Nin and Neelaravil in random, complicated order. His wife set...

The infinite and the unknown

One rainy morning  on the river Solimões, floating and flowing as part of a huge raft of thousands of fire ants , one particularly smart one raises its head looks downstream and then upstream and wonders - how long is this river ? , how far are we from land ?, how much water is below us ? and where is this rain falling from ?  Know that your state of mind is priveleged if you at least occasionally pose questions of the world you inhabit. You will never find all the answers but the joy of asking - infinite ?

What´s Up

Nothing much is going on . But is that true ? no there is a lot going on , a lot more than ever but it feels like nothing much is going on. What color is November ? Gray ? M

Tonic in the Gin Soaked Boy

I am the this in the that you know I am the that in the this you know I am the familiar in the other and The other in the familiar I am the black in the white you know and The white in the blue you know Who am I ? I am the tonic in the Gin Soaked Boy

The price of peace

The price for peace is to be able to completely forget the past. Not forgive, but complete amnesiac forgetfulness - Me

Love

The ultimate truth regarding love is that one falls and remains in love with one´s own mental conceptualization or deconstruction of the subject of one´s love and not the real subject as it exists in the real world. 

God Bless MH370..

I deliberated for some time before penning this post. Is it appropriate to add on to the millions of theories on the fate of MH370 when at this exact moment there are people grieving deeply about their loved ones who were aboard the flight ?. A moment of silence before I continue any further. With all due respect to all involved , I have three theories which I want to put forward regarding what led to flight MH370 travelling in the end in almost exact opposite direction to its original destination (assuming it ended its journey in the Southern Indian Ocean, as confirmed by Inmarsat ) . 1) Got Lost Theory :  There could have been a onboard technical event that progressively reduced the aircrafts communication abilities without the pilots necessarily noticing it i.e ACARs going off , transponders going off and potentially the ability to making may day calls going off . Potentially this degeneration in capabilities also led to a lose in the navigational ab...