Kick Start Coimbatore

A few of us are launching a site for coimbatore( Namma Ooru). THis is not another directory listing site or a news coverage site. This is crazy. Irreverent.In your face.For us,  by us.

We are not going to beat around the bush. Your question is, "Dude what are you going to offer me"? To which we reply- Coimbatore in a whole new light. A LOT of people complain that there isn’t much to do and that they are floating in boredom.If you are one among them asking what has Coimbatore to offer me,this is the place for you!
We tell you about the happening things and places ,about the cool clubs we have .We give you sneak previews of whats coming up in cbe.We tell you what are the best places to hang out(Yes).
We will introduce you to the people, we are going to get you closer to everyone around you, and not through scraps and poring through friends lists.There are hundreds that share your interests, hundreds who have no interests, hundreds who are searching for interests and thousands of other people, who you just might like.We will bring them closer to you.
We are launching a web site shortly. This is a preview. have a look and get back to us. Send in feedback be it roses or brickbats.Tell us what you want to see in there.

Carpe Diem

Laugh all you want. I am gonna take a resolution. One resolution. No, its not "Im gonna be good to mommy this year" or "Im gonna work out this year". Its something much simpler, something more.Two words. Latin. You know it .Carpe Diem. Yeah CARPE DIEM BABY!

A sudden connection over facebook, a sudden high, a new zeal for life. Poetry to usher in the year.

Carpe Diem

Inching closer to a new beginning,
A new dawn,
Feel the change
Palpable in the air.

High hopes,aims, dreams and aspirations,
Of promises kept and words broken,
Success and yet failure too

Every moment,every breath drawn
Carpe Diem pounding true.

Carpe Diem.Latin
"seize the day"
Take it by the throat
Capture it
Make it yours

Squeeze what what you can
Demand and get what you want
Go for it!

Yes CARPE DIEM!
For the whole damn year!
No matter who, what, when or why.

Life king size
For what you hold true
Life the way life
One given to few

You exist for yourself
You are your own proof
You are the witness to you life
The judge,,jury and Holder of the Scale

Go sqeeze and suck each day
Wear out your shoes
Tread new paths
Do something, anything
Be true to you.

Yes.I mean it. Anyone sees me backing out on it, kick me in the butt and remind me.

Marching through life

Marching through life
At every step of the way
Each and every day
I light a candle
To light the way

So looking behind
The past is seen
And looking ahead
Hope gleams

Marching resolutely onward
Knowing not when the path ends
Still trudging still moving forward
Till death for me sends

A Perfect Day

Wake up after a rare nine hour nap. Go to Avatar with friends. Hog at That's Y Food. Sleep for an hour. Play Shuttle. Go to Laughathon watch a good skit in proper English. Read Dorian Gray's last pages.Music on my Ipod. Off to sleep.

My day today :D Lovin it.

Waking at 4 A M, during Brahma Muhurta; bathing in freezing cold water; getting dreesed up in traditional attire- Veshti Mel Veshti et all; wearing the Sricharamam- line of red between lines of white, according to my Sampradaya; doing morning prayers and Sandyavandana, listening to suprabhatham, seeing throngs of people in Veshti and Madisar(saree) and unapologetic about it; paying respects to Acharya; walking to the temple, and having darshan in the august presence of the acharya;

Experienced this all atTirupathi .Now I can see how life would have been ,had I been born a few generations ago.And believe me,it its not that bad after all.

Age of Poetry

Toddler poetry
Beautiful word shapes,
Simple joys,
Of poetic license

The Power
To spurn grammar
To ignore punctuations

Awkward adolescence
Gangly growth
Big words
Here and there
Mauling rhyme

And slaughtering scheme
Exposed to masters;
Inadequacy seen

Teenage poetry
Hope flourishes
And Ideals sown
saga's spawned
And skills honed

"The world will change
Love will prevail"
says the hoping soul .

Ageing is seldom graceful
Dead weight of expectations
Faded Realms of fantasy
Reality crushing you

Grand vocabulary
Enchanting imagery
But nothing left to say
Inferi of literature

"The Pen can but pen
Nothing ever changes "
Despair and helplessness
Pound you to submission

The Pen falls
Through the air
And the Mind,
It Fades to black 

All that he ever could be,he was

What if  a person can be all that he/she ever wants to?What if all your dreams can be intertwined to be the one driving force of your existence?What if these would define who you are,be your  epitaph when you pass away,and linger on as your legacy?This what I'm thinking of right now.


I want to work for India,but I am not the kind of guy who can live in villages and serve.I like to write.I'd like to be an entrepreneur of some sort.Since I'm doing my Computer Science Engineering I'd like to make an impact there as well. I would love my life to be in the company of people who are not afraid to use their brains,who are comfortable with who they are,who do not tread the trodden path,"who go instead  where there is no path and leave behind a trail" . I would not want even an ounce of my potential to be unrealised. It must be said that "All he ever could be, he was"[my quote].


What it all came together like pieces in a jigsaw puzzle,everything integrating to one glorious whole.A mixture of inspiration,passion,the right company,creativity,logic and independence.What if dreams were for real?