NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE

Maybe I am the last person from whom you are hearing this.
Nevertheless, this is a fact. If you really believe in what you do and have faith in your belief, believe me, nothing is impossible.

There could be many examples in history to prove this.
I shall add one for namesake.

I am passionate to become a storyteller. I am already in the journey, so I shall redefine the first sentence of this paragraph, as “I am a storyteller”.

Ambitions are not to keep at sea level when we have sky in the nature.
I believe that the stories, which I have written, are not mine. They are HIS ideas.
Therefore, I believe that it is my responsibility to make it reach to all.
In order to get these stories noticed, I am trying the ways and means and the Google gave me an opportunity to know more about commonwealth short story competition.

I didn’t care to think who all the competitors are or what is my standard. I just thought I should go ahead.

I searched through the site and got an id of an organizer to whom I decide to send a request, briefing my passion.

You know, that mail was from the heart. Before clicking the send option, there was only one prayer in my mind. GOD, I wish I get a reply at least, whatever it maybe.
I clicked the send option.

In a few minutes, I confirm the existence of GOD. HE replied my wish!!
I got a reply from that person within minutes.
I was so eager to read it..

The content was not encouraging as it was from a human, but prayer was been attended. That’s enough! So, I would say to all, “HAVE FAITH IN GOD, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE”.



Content of the mail: (Only for those who are eager to know that):
(Hi, I am out of office for the next one week. Will resume back to work on 7th of Jan, 2009- It was an auto reply set by him.)

It was normal message set for all. But, I was given a strong message.

Thank you GOD.

B R A H M A N C O D E

First of all, let me admit the fact that my GK is poor. But if somebody asks me who the laziest being on earth is, I am sure that my name will be there in the options. Philospophy… thanks to all who have found this shelter. Ask some universal questions like why, what… you can be a philosopher. A blessing in disguise for the laziest.
Lying in bed for hours is my favorite time pass. If somebody asks, here comes the spontaneous answer- thinking…
Thinking of what? Everything.. Life . meaning of life.. Nature.. Terrorism, war, religion, spirituality, atom, movies, everything around the sun.
Why gold is considered as a precious metal. Can’t the developing countries unanimously decide, ok, from today onwards, lets decide copper is the precious metal and not gold. If so what will happen to the gold, the economy?
When is mind incorporated into the body? Is it when the fusion occurs or later?
In Varaha avathaaram God VISHNU, saves Earth from drowning. He carries the whole earth between the teeth. But water is present only in earth and it is vacuum outside earth. Then from where HE took the DROWING EARTH?
Rain god is called VARUNA BHAGVAN, who is a male. But rivers, which attains its characteristic feature because of rain is feminine. Why so?
What we see and feel is that the earth is constant and sun is moving. We will not feel the earth moving. Then what made the Greek philosopher think – No, it is the reverse, earth is moving and the sun is still?
What will happen if everybody starts printing money for themselves and Government approves it? Earlier it was tvs, then cell phones, now mutual funds, next who is the big player in the advertisement field.
Searching answer for these questions, you think is a simple task?
For that I don’t have to move around, but simply lie and think. Think and think.
N numbers of questions are pumped into the cerrribrum at the speed of thought. Hey, come on, I don’t use drugs! Promise!
I don’t read much. If you say same pinch, I have a beautiful excuse for not reading. Now I am sharing it with you. If I read others book, my mind will lose its uniqueness and start thinking in the way that author thinks. In fact, our thought and deeds are a portfolio of what we have observed from this world.
The proportion varies in each individual. That makes us different from each other. Probably, that’s the reason, in ancient times, we believed in GURUKUL, where the disciples will live with the GURU. His presence will definitely be observed by the students and slowly they will start thinking the way the GURU thinks. Satsang( meeting of the good one), is the term , if I am not wrong.
So, if you exclude yourself from this external world and live for yourself, only then you are an individual; until and unless this is not practiced you are a portfolio.
Maybe because of this, even in those days, when there were no TVs, theatres, Fm, advertisements, the sanyasis preferred to live in the forest, in search of SOLITUDE. These days we are victims of all those entertainment industry. Can you ever pass on the road, without falling prey to any of the hoardings? Even this no parking board in front of gates, they haven’t left. Then where is the time to think for ourselves? Where is the time for live for us? SOLITUDE.
Have you experienced it? You should. At least to think for yourself. Otherwise, you are just a wood in a flood, moving along with the current. I marry, because everybody marries. I smoke because all ‘grown up’ smokes. I am going to college because everybody goes to college. Is that the way to live?. Huh… Swami Vivekananda has rightly said “the real university is outside the university”. i have learnt this after i dropped my college.

And this love towards solitude made me an artist. I started thinking for myself. For that I have to sit idle and think. But my body requires much more comfortable position to think without any hitch. So I started lying in my bed and thinking.
And that’s how it started, lying in bed and thinking….

If you are convinced, let’s move on. Before that, I should say a joke. Once my friend came to my room and said you are the luckiest in the world da. I was bit surprised by his answer. Jobless, living in a leaking hut, with debt in my pocket and philosophies as an excuse, what on earth, made him to give such a comment. Why da? “Even, the worlds richest will not be lying in his bed at this time of the day. Simply lying and wasting your life… huh…”. You know, we PHILOSOPHERS have to bear such comments in life. It is like a glass of boost for
us.
I am staying alone in MGR Nagar. When everybody of my age struggled in search of career, I was struggling to find answers to these simple questions- who am I? Why I am here? What is my errand? Different; isn’t?

But, now, one thing made me common to all. Rain! Heavy Rain. Nobody could step out of the house. If this is going to continue, my palace will be swept away. So pathetic is the condition of my house. Welcome, to my house… usually people wipe their legs in the carpet while entering into a house. But people do the reverse in my house. They wipe their legs while moving out of the house. So much dust yaar. I don’t have time to clean na. And at this point of time, when the rain is in full throttle, you could see lot of colorful balloons hanging. Wait, it is not Christmas. It is covers full of water. It is rain water harvesting!!In between I have to find a place to lie and THINK…
Subhash is my best friend in Chennai. He works in an advertisement company as a creative visualiser. He has to give concepts for the ads. In times of emergency he comes to me. As I am in a THINKING process and not going for a job, I used to help him. One day, he called me and as usual asked for a concept. It was for a diamond shop. He should give the concept in four days. He used to pay me for this and probably the only source which reduces the variances of my debt from right angle to acute angle.
Now I got a 'FOOD FOR THOUGHT'. One more thing I have to say at this point of time is that I am a philanthropist ( rarely fanatic) . Before starting this THINKING process, I used to pray to show me the answer. HE replies me. That’s the beauty of it. That’s what is called belief. You ask HIM, he will give, he will guide. That’s for sure. I LOVE HIM.
I prayed for more than 15 minutes. And then I felt relaxed. I started my work. Diamond… shop… women… ornament… value… love… I started connecting all these to find an answer. It should be a CG ( Computer Graphics) based ad of 30 seconds.
Developing concepts is not a simple task. That too for an ad; it is tedious. You have to tell a whole story within 30 seconds. Not a joke. But we people are less recognized. Only those who know to sing, dance or do mimicry comes into lime light. We are squeezing our brains ma. But we are less sung. Our voice are least heard. It is not feeble though. We get the appreciation indirectly.
I searched for the answer. But lack of silence started spoiling my mood. Rain … it was dashing like anything. I tried to concentrate, but in vain. My eyes started to move out of control. Lying in my bed, turning to left, is my usual style.
The rain has created dampness in the wall. I touched it and suddenly a repulse action occurred! Eureka! In that dampness, I discovered a picture!!! Yes, I went closely to it and observed. Yes, I am not wrong; I could find a man’s depiction in the wall. A detailed scrutiny revealed his features. He is a man with beard, wearing a turban and a long kurta, with one leg forward and one hand in the hip and the other pointing towards the sky. I moved little backward, to have a whole view. Oh god! Can you believe this? Water is around him and he is standing in between and pointing towards the sky.
What it could be? Is he a prophet or am I going to become a prophet? Why my eyes should stop at that juncture to discover this picture. Does it have any relevance with my search towards the concept? Questions after questions started standing in queue with disappointment as the result.
I started my research. A man with beard, what it represent? Beard? Does it have any relevance? A thinker? Or, a person who hasn’t find a solution? Or GOD? Why one leg, wait wait, it is not water I presume, it is rock! He is standing between rocks! Why one leg forward? Is it a forward leap? What that pointing towards sky represent? Oh god! I can’t believe my eyes! At the direction of the finger a little upward, there is another picture, something like a star! Gosh! I feel proud of myself at this point of time. I started cracking the CODE.
Does that star represent fortune? Or is it a diamond. Then I have almost reached close to the concept. Very good Krishna, I pat my shoulder. But how can I link the diamond with the man with the beard? Diamond… ornament… woman… now a man…
I don’t know when I slept, but woke up like a swift and winked my eyes to see whether my WALL PAINTING is still there. To my surprise, now I could see a woman standing beside the man, pointing towards the same direction! I know it will be bit difficult for you to get this digested. But remember, sometimes, truth is stranger than fiction. As usual, after my routine, I started lying in my bed with eyes split wide open. Now I could not hear the sound of rain, even though I could see the out pour through the window.
The woman was having sharp features. She was too feminine. Beautiful. Even Da Vinci or Ravivarman might not have drawn such a wonderful woman. But the code? Now it is day 2 . I have only one more day. He has to submit means, he has to give it in papers. If so, I have to give in the 3rd day. God , please help me.
I strongly believe that it is belief that keeps us moving. It can create deep impact in our sub conscious mind which makes things happen. If you strongly believe in something, it will never let you down. (Courtesy: Experience).
And I believe in signs. GOD, has kept signs all over the world, as a guide map to move on… it is purely at our risk to interpret it. What does that mean, what could his intention and so on. I don’t want to explain more on this. It is a different school of thought. Coming back to Signs, cracking the code is very interesting with no insurance coverage. It is solely at our own risk. Now, a code is to be cracked. A man, a woman and a star (or a diamond) and my concept, my earning, my life… It seems everything is linked. After emptying the ‘balloons’, I started my scrutiny again. A change could bring a change. Now, from the scratch, I started thinking. The rock represents the earth, the man showing the woman the diamond, he has bought for her, and she smiles as an expression of love. Diamond, what it is made of? Carbon? love?
I have read that it takes millions of years for the carbon (in fact coal) to convert into diamond, that makes it valuable. The pressure created by lying inside the earth for years converts the carbon into diamond. Good, moving on the right track. I feel confident. GOD has shown me the path once again, now in the form of a wall painting. I have picked it rightly. I think, if you too did that correctly, then things will flow smoothly.
Earth … man.. woman… diamond… ornament…. Diamond shop… yes, I got it!!!

It took 3 million years…
At a depth of 300 km…
At 3000 degree farenheit…
For the mother earth….
To create a diamond…
And this diamond…
Is at its best form in KIYA…
Express your love
Because diamond is made of love…

I felt satisfied. I thanked HIM for giving me such a concept. It’s night and still the rain was continuing. Now, I can hear the music of rain. I went for sleep happily…
Suddenly, I yelled. Something falls on my leg. It’s paining like anything. I cried aloud. I found the fan on my leg!!! It has fallen down. No one is there to help me out. I tried to reach my mobile. But in the dark, I could find it. I could not stand up also. I might have broken my leg that is for sure. I felt unconscious.

Somehow I managed to kill the time up to 5 in the morning. Then I called subhash for help. He came by an auto and took me to hospital. Meantime I told him the concept. He was delighted.

He explained me how the graphics be for my concept.I didnt explain from where i got this idea. I was afraid, whether his house will also be having the dampness! He cleared the bill and brought me back to my room. He said bye and left for the day. I again, started lying in my bed. Now with a valid reason- my right leg is broken. I turned to the wall to see the painting. The man and the woman standing.. Still pointing their fingers towards…. Oh GOD… it was not a star nor a diamond…. Now the picture is more clear… and I made a big mistake.. I interpret the code wrongly. As I have earlier said, it is purely at our risk how we interpret the signs. .. It was a FAN….

H U H ! A T L A S T . ..

huh... at last i did it... thanx to rajath for inspiring me to create a blog... coming days ,u can expect some wild thoughts penned in this blog... miss it at ur risk.... share ur views friends.... bcoz every 1 of us are unique.... thanx to every 1 hu made this happen and WHO make things happening....
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