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The very thought of Virginia Wolf and Sylvia Plath evokes both hatred and compassion in me. (Now don’t ask me why and I am not going to explain it either.) At some point I even used to believe that Leonard Wolf and Hughes are angels and they didn’t deserve all the agony and woes.

I never wanted to place myself in any of these miserable souls’ shoes. But life had different plans for me. There were times when I lived the lives of Wolf and Sylvia forcefully and played the roles of Hughes and Mr. Wolf willingly.

The Sylvia Wolf path was designed for the tough ones and I realized I neither have the integrity nor the depth to tread the path. When the realization hit me I changed my game plan and started searching for a Sylvia Wolf to whom I can play Hughes and Mr. Wolf. And finally when I found one, especially after going through the hell with in the Sylvia Wolf being, I learned no Leonard and Hughes can contain any Sylvia Wolf. I had to stop this hatred game and accept the fact neither Leonard or Hughes are angels.

The fact is that the world has only two kinds of people-those who think Leonard and Hughes are self made angels and Wolf and Sylvia are madnesses that none can contain.

(No gay reading to this post will be tolerated)

Myself and My Fake Selves

From Epigraphy to stop snoring tips, I can write about anything and everything. Some days, I present myself as an Ad Guru, who lavishly gives out authentic tips on marketing small businesses effectively. I even write about the tried and tested story of a particular strategy of which I have no clue. 

Monday to Friday, 9 am-6 pm, I am busy with battery maintenance, removing rubbish, recycling the whole world's e-waste etc.Six to till I hit sack, I go around meeting/calling/connecting with people. This is the time I lecture people about a hell lot of things, again I have no clue about. Some people who know about their business ask me vital questions. There were many times, I was left to remain dumb at the end of the phone.But luck was always with me,the person always took my silence of ignorance as my humility and my willingness to listen to their own opinions.Left in such situations, I could always read the thoughts of the other and I easily, converted those crap conversations into businesses. Luck always turned such disastrous moments into vantage points and from there I know how to take the lead.

When I make a drastic mistake, I simply admit it, curse my  Malayalam medium English education and go one step further and just state that 'I have many limitations when it comes to language'. They again take it as a sign of my humility and fills the silence with a quick reply:" And that's exactly what makes you successful!." At this moment, all I have to do is sigh that fatal sigh( don't ask me which one is that).

For whatever I am now, I need to thank, just one great fellow, the inventor of Google. And let me take this opportunity to convey my gratitude and big thanks to the team behind the break-through called Google.

PS: (Sorry for giving away all the credits to Google in such a dramatic manner-I was chumma massaging Google's ego ;). My dearest friends, East or West you guys are the best.)

ideas, ideas everywhere, not a single one to write!

Almost everyday, early morning 11 O’ clock, I wake up determined to plant a vibrant post in my blog. I skim through the TOI blogs, flip through the pages of Open, The Week, Outlook and many such magazines hoping to find an exiting topic. I read blogs after blogs only to find out the perceptions are quite predictable, the treatment is just ordinary. Then suddenly I get enlightened, I pull myself out of the blogs, threw the magazines aside and start contemplating, looking inward. I fathom deep inside me, hoping to dig out that exciting topic out of which I am going to craft that much read, much discussed blog post.

Scratching my head, walking up and down, standing beside the window watching the sky, staring on to wall for hours I waited for that topic to come out of me! Ah! How many, how many valuable hours, minutes, seconds I wasted, waiting.

Phew! What a pity!! Let all those people who said looking inward will change your destiny go to hell!

Oh no, hold on ambuz, slow down a bit, you need to consider just one point-the advocates of inward looking theory, really had something inside to look in, is it their fault that your inside holds nothing?