tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22756348416898605302024-03-14T03:26:14.105+10:00Eloping with the breeze...the escapes of the mind.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-90709392228328880832015-07-23T16:35:00.001+10:002015-07-23T16:35:25.037+10:00On the: approach to an insignificant number.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Neither a milestone nor a checkpoint;<br />
Seeped in self awareness yet doubts linger;<br />
Far away from the past but not distant future;<br />
Some goals achieved some there to conquer;<br />
As I approach you oh insignificant number, I am amazed by the significance that surrounds you.</div>
Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-18809381249329675372014-06-17T20:08:00.003+10:002014-06-17T20:08:56.725+10:00A dedication to 16 June 2008<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Six years ago today...<br />
...I was quietly hopeful that love would find me and I would find love.<br />
...I was scared that may be I will lose hope.<br />
...I could not comprehend happiness, the kind that touches your soul.<br />
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Today...<br />
...I am in love more than ever before.<br />
...I am more in love with every passing moment and it is true everytime it is said and thought.<br />
...I revel in happiness of a kind that I could not comprehend existed.<br />
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<br />
What happened between six years ago today and today is an embrace,<br />
An embrace of love, affection, friendship and respect.<br />
My dreams from before have had a kiss of life and they live in a perfect world,<br />
A world that is happier than every imagination imagined, every dream dreamt.<br />
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Six years ago today, I wanted it to be today, everyday. </div>
Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-44724502793083882352010-05-10T10:56:00.000+10:002010-05-10T10:57:38.307+10:00Happiness and contentmentbeing happy and content requires<br />a striving mind, but a strong heart;<br />a heart that is restless, but quite happy;<br />a happiness that is wholesome, but never quite content;<br />a state of contentment, but with desires;<br />a list of desires, but no conditions of fulfilment;<br />a pursuit to fulfil, but no final destination.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-14547800005750882032008-06-28T18:09:00.004+10:002008-10-04T17:52:48.536+10:00Sight O' Delight....a:"Look at it"<br />b:"I know, it fits, perfectly. I mean this is unbelievable"<br />c:"And there was the school of thought that this was humanly impossible"<br /><br />a:"Haha, I can safely say, that school is now defunct"<br />b:"Brevity is sometimes a strange phenomenon"<br />c:"Yeah sure, but when its this perfect, its not a phenomenon"<br /><br />a:"Long tail economics?"<br />b:"A bit of that may be"<br />c:"Come on now, is analysing it and assigning a theory of reasoning really necessary?"<br /><br />a:"I guess not"<br />b:"Especially since the school's defunct !"<br />c:"Touche`!!!"<br /><br />a:"A sight o' delight, indeed"<br />b:"That's cheesy, but, yes, indeed"<br />c:"Indeed !!"Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-59278325808667566552008-04-21T12:09:00.001+10:002008-10-04T11:29:04.708+10:00The road less traveled...<p>Today I took the road less travelled,<br />Wondered if it makes any difference.<br />For the road can be different,<br />But the traveler seldom changes<br /><br />Today I took the road less traveled,<br />Realised it's not about the road at all,<br />It's about Me.</p><p>Paraphrasing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Frost">Robert Frost</a></p>Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-62457288601954281192008-03-23T14:52:00.001+10:002008-10-04T17:55:44.756+10:00Gaijingaijin - [japanese]<br />an outsider; foreigner.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-419223853057546982008-03-23T14:49:00.001+10:002008-10-04T17:55:44.756+10:00The GaijinScent filled mist,<br />The first breath of air<br />Young and innocent,<br />Alive and chirping<br /><br />Devilish in desire,<br />Dismissive by nature<br />Impish and arrogant,<br />Kicking and screaming<br /><br />Gentle breeze<br />Hand in hand, walk on the beach<br />Loving and caring,<br />Living and lasting<br /><br />A fly on the wall,<br />To this world I look upon<br />To this world, I haven't belonged in<br />I'm Gaijin.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-57094354410242039172008-03-06T14:35:00.002+10:002008-10-04T17:43:26.724+10:00New dimensions.Following the adherence to the Phase-out as per the post below, "Eloping with the Breeze" will no longer pursue the overwhelming focus on the singly sided objective. Although some posts in the past have looked beyond this objective, they quite often just ricocheted from it. This will expand the dimensions, explore new frontiers and present perspectives which accurately reflect the current ideaology and still retain the spirit of the Breeze.<br /><br />The spirit of the Breeze is (currently) described as the "Escapes of the mind, in words that sometimes over simplify things, sometimes complicate them and sometimes, say no more than what is read".Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-88321453429100373262008-03-06T14:34:00.002+10:002008-10-04T17:43:26.725+10:00The Subject, the Elusion and the Phase-out.<p>The Elusion owes its existence to my mindless escalation of the Subject to unrealistic heights. The continuing indulgence in this exercise has also worked towards all aspects to be often looked upon as a far cry from the supposed potential.</p><p>Retroactively, one of the chief benefits of this exercise has been the ability to adapt to the Least Common Denomitator and quite importantly, the decreasing sense of fanciful attachment to needless nostalgia.<br /><br />The Elusion, for the most part, has contributed at best to serve as a challenge to staying positive and at worst to a feeling of destitution and general disillusionment. The prevalence of the latter being higher puts forth the increasing importance for the Phase-out of the obsession with the Subject and subsequently the Elusion.<br /><br />The Phase-out aims to serve the much needed neutralising effect. The inherent quality of being human and therefore lacking a machine like precision poses an uphill task for the constant application of the Phase-out. Drawing from the benefit of 'withdrawal of attachment' , it is however intended that the occasional drop in guard is reverted at the earliest.<br /><br />Another important aspect of the Phase-out will be the avoidance to the maximum possible level of all activities that lead to the ascension of the Subject or the Elusion. Such activities serve no constructive purpose and contribute to self destruction. They also blur the line of neutrality and warrant entry in to discarded territory.<br /><br />The sole purpose of existence for the Phase-out is to retain the Cheery Disposition at most times and a speedy return from the suspected fall outs. The Subject, will perhaps always exist in some way, shape or form, not prominent but constrained and the lack of indulgence will ultimately lead to the eventual abandonment of the Elusion.</p>Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-33469633135538954512008-02-13T18:22:00.001+10:002008-10-04T11:29:47.621+10:00Prism<span class="me">prism</span><span class="homno"></span> <span class="prondelim">[prizm]</span> <span class="pg">noun</span><br />- a glass object [...] which breaks up a beam of white light into the colours of the rainbow<br /><br /><a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/prism">http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/prism</a>Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-73063172984472981922008-02-13T18:01:00.002+10:002008-10-04T11:29:38.641+10:00The Prism.Hush Child.<br />Smile for what you have,<br />don't ever let any one thing<br />bother you so much.<br />So much that everything else<br />seems less than perfect.<br />Everything is perfect,<br />just the way you see it.<br />For its not perfection that counts,<br />but the prism you see it in.<br />The prism you see yourself in.<br />So let go of what you hold on to<br />and be in awe of what you have<br />Hush child, its time now.<br />Time for you to stop.<br />To stop and smile about everything.<br />No matter the tears, the sorrow.<br />Remember to just smile and let go.<br />For what counts, is the prism.<br />The prism is the perfection.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-38016561936345383602007-12-31T15:57:00.000+10:002008-10-02T22:24:35.685+10:00telugu [...] 2enni baashalu nerchina<br />enni maatalu vacchina<br />enni gaadhalu chadivina<br /><br />nuvvu nannu choosinappudu<br />nenu ninnu choosinappudu<br /><br />mana manasu matala<br />baasha veru<br /><br />Padalu leni ee baasha lo<br />Maatalu leni ee baasha lo<br />Sampoornata<br /><br />Mana manasula maatalu<br /><br />[ No matter the languages learnt<br />no matter the words acquainted<br />no matter the epics read<br /><br />when you look at me<br />when I look at you<br /><br />the conversation of our hearts<br />is a language of its own<br /><br />In a language with no alphabets<br />in a language with no words<br />Completeness/Comprehension<br /><br />Is the conversation of our hearts ]Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-29533751638081715192007-12-31T15:34:00.001+10:002008-10-04T11:28:08.656+10:00The TruthYou have hope<br />Believe in your dreams<br /><br />You look the other way<br />Run away, wish, pray for a miracle<br /><br />You live in oblivion<br />Refuse to believe what's real<br /><br />The Truth shall set you free<br />Open your eyes to it<br />It's all good<br /><br />You endure the pain<br />Nothing is ever in vain<br /><br />Smile and move on<br />Because the Truth shall set you freeVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-28661054736198334272007-12-31T09:58:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:53:31.322+10:00The CheerA Star is a star, is a star<br />No matter who you are<br />No matter how you are<br />No matter how you feel<br /><br />I tell you my dreams<br />In the hope that its you and me<br />When it isn't to be<br />My dreams are mine<br /><br />Though you'll always remain dear<br />When it isn't to be<br />My dreams are mine<br />And so is the CheerVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-71429365971963801612007-12-31T09:37:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:50:22.750+10:00Bliss<span class="me">bliss - [blis]<br /><br /></span>-supreme happiness; utter joy or contentmentVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-39054571517609672172007-12-19T14:57:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:55:32.448+10:00random [...]Glory is resistance in the midst of temptation.<br />Glory is standing tall when desolate.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-36831909049225472007-11-14T10:36:00.001+10:002008-10-04T17:45:56.520+10:00The RiversideI'm walking down the river side.<br />The same path I take everyday. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow.<br />My thoughts and my shadow are my only companion.<br />Today, I stopped for a brief second, reached out to a Eucalyptus leaf.<br />I plucked it out and after three folds, took a deep breath from it.<br />The scent of it was heart warming, unlike one I have ever had before.<br /><br />It isn't an Epiphany.<br />It isn't a secret message.<br />It isn't the meaning of life.<br /><br />It's happiness.<br />It's contentment.<br />It's not a metaphor, it's Real Life.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-40248235827865588482007-11-13T12:55:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:54:16.396+10:00Conversations [...]m: whoa dude, what the hell happened to you?<br />h: yeah i know, i look like crap !<br /><br />m: ah its not that bad, don't be too hard on yourself.<br />h: hehe, this sucks, but also strangely liberating<br /><br />m: yeah, that can happen<br />h: i know. its time to dig and uproot<br /><br />m: yup, its pretty deep in<br />h: this is gotta be one of them paradigm shifts<br /><br />m: you'll get there slowly, dont be too caught up on one thing<br />h: haha, you're right, thats what got me here in the first place !<br /><br />m: phew, i cant tell you how happy i am<br />h: i'm not there yet, give me some time, i'll be there<br /><br />m: yup, all in good time my friend<br />h: all in good time.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-59696056753241753602007-11-07T23:21:00.000+10:002008-10-02T22:24:35.685+10:00Telugu lo manasu maatalu (Heart felt emotions in Telugu) 1mahasamudra thattuna nuvvu nenu<br />alalu laanti aalochanalu<br />sukham anna nuvve dukham anna nuvve<br />kopam anna nuvve karuna anna nuvve<br />jeevithaniki ardhanivi nuvve<br /><br /><br />(You and me on the ocean shore<br /> thoughts resembling the waves<br />happiness is you, sadness is you<br />anger is you, humility is you<br />you are the meaning of my life)Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-46575326734378360242007-11-07T15:00:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:56:22.383+10:00untitled [...] 4If pictures speak a thousand words<br />An idea spurs a million<br />I'm not in love with a picture of you,<br />I'm in love with the idea of you<br /><br />But how can it be love<br />When the words I say, they push you away<br />How can it be love<br />When I feel it for you and you don't feel it for me<br /><br />Its a hope that is hoped for, but better left in despair<br />Its a dream that is dreamt, but best served unfulfilledVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-28766193491934463382007-11-03T01:31:00.000+10:002008-10-04T17:57:17.302+10:00My belovedOh my beloved,<br />Of dreams, beach and breeze<br />When you come to life<br />In the moment, forever I want to freeze<br /><br />Oh my beloved,<br />I've carved you out in clay<br />When you come to life<br />Will you love me or slip awayVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-85971571156241025302007-11-01T10:27:00.000+10:002008-10-04T11:32:37.784+10:00Growing up.Happy or Sad<br />With no shades of gray<br />I finally realized<br />why I feel this way<br />I'm not a kid<br />This is a child at play.<br /><br />Wise and Mature,<br />As well I may be<br />When it comes to the heart<br />There is an infant in me.<br /><br />I have to grow up<br />And be well understood<br />Of the lessons I've learnt<br />That've taught me the good.<br /><br />Wise and Mature,<br />I will be, I will be<br />When I grow up<br />In shades of gray I will see.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-40286886051306737032007-10-29T13:30:00.000+10:002007-10-29T13:32:18.964+10:00untitled [...] 3Generations pass,<br />as I sit, glaring at the horizon<br />time stands still<br />life seems to have lost its meaning<br /><br />I stop to smell the roses,<br />see the dance of the dew drops,<br />smell the earth before the rain,<br />I stop, all but for a reluctant smile<br /><br />The full spectrum of emotions,<br />the joy, the hope, the angst<br />the faith, the patience, the fear,<br />they pierce through me as I lay quiet<br /><br />All dedicated to the month of October,<br />as generations pass by the second,<br />I wait for the time,<br />the reluctance is lost from my smile.Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-13743461217083496002007-10-25T10:12:00.000+10:002007-10-25T10:16:35.633+10:00Strong Points of a hopeful heart* Falling ( by following your heart)<br />* Seeing a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/My_Girl_%28The_Temptations_song%29">Inspired by the Temptations</a>)<br />* Loss of sanity (everything is not logical)<br />* Living in oblivion (everything is not as it seems)<br />* Defying logic and doing things, otherwise frowned upon (human beings are not machines)<br />* Transition form bitter to sweet and vice versa in a snap (Emotions)<br />* Getting pseudo epiphanies (Hope envisions itself)<br />* Escapes to La-La land (Having something to look forward to)<br />* Hurting/Self-loathing, as a consequence of own actions and expectations (Emotions, Human Beings)<br />* Believing and hoping when there is nothing to hope or believe in (Following gut instincts)<br /><br /><a href="http://elopewithbreeze.blogspot.com/2007/10/fallacies-of-hopeful-heart.html">In contrast to this</a>Vikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2275634841689860530.post-8034732381703409072007-10-23T13:11:00.000+10:002007-10-23T13:13:18.953+10:00Waiting...Every time I see your name light up<br />There's a spark<br />I'm alive<br /><br />My heart screams<br />But I stay quiet<br /><br />I want to reach out<br />But I stay restrained<br /><br />Its a matter of time<br />Its just a matter of time<br /><br />For, the ray of hope could be sunshine<br />or just a star on this <a href="http://elopewithbreeze.blogspot.com/2007/10/boulevard.html">boulevard</a> of mineVikas Jayaramhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17639569205088371696noreply@blogger.com0