Jun 11, 2012

Life with the computer

Living the life with the lifeless computer is fun. It’s all about mutual understanding. Recollect the Sci-fi movies like Artificial Intelligence which gives the life to the Mecha. Sometimes we cannot differentiate life and life less.
May be the world is conscious driven; see in your body each cell having individual consciousness but you with supreme conscious holding all of the minute cells. In the same way if we say that whole universe is continuous then may be our earth is living, may be its rotating with some conscious. Looks funny but think it that way.
Now I think My PC on the desk is also living the life. It does not get angry with me though I put thousands of viruses in it. Format it sometimes; put number of OS in it and run day and night without giving any rest.
My friend says “your wish is my command.” So I give number of commands. I execute and it gives what I wished, but only if I am right in giving instructions. I should not blame him if anything goes wrong. Because it’s all depends on my commands after all he cannot say I am wrong. My friend is dumb.
My friend, oh I do not appreciate him I can’t give any rewards. He works for work sake. He puts the whole world in front of me. I chat I update my status I send smiley face to my girl friend. But my friend here, I forget.
In the long run I had so many friends of this kind. There was a fat guy who was sitting on my desk when I was in schools, but now I have a slim light weight dell on my lap. Your right, tomorrow I may go for another one.
But one thing I noticed among all of them that was work, work and work! I dint even say thanks to them in my life. But I sold them. So sorry to say, I sold them for second hand.

May 24, 2012

ಏಕೆ?


ನಾನೊಂದು ಮುದ್ದಾದ ಪಾರಿವಾಳ ಸಾಕಿದ್ದೆ ಆದರೆ ಇಂದು ಅದು ಸತ್ತು ಬಿದ್ದಿದೆ.

ಏಕೆ ಸತ್ತಿರಬಹುದೆಂದು ಬಹಳ ಯೋಚಿಸಿದೆ ಬಹುಶಃ ದುಖಃದಿಂದಿರ ಬಹುದೇನೊ

ಅದಾವ ದುಖಃ ಅದಕ್ಕೆ ಕಾಡಿತ್ತು?

ಒ ಅದರ ಕಾಲಿಗೆ ಹಗ್ಗ ಭಿಗಿದಿತ್ತು.

ಆದರೆ ನಾನೇ ಕೈಯಾರ ನೆಯ್ದ ರೇಷ್ಮೆಯ ಹಗ್ಗವದು.

ಮತ್ಯಾಕೆ ದುಖಿಃಸಿದೆ! ಏಕೆ ಸತ್ತುಹೋದೆ?

ಏಕೆ ನನ್ನೊಬ್ಬನನ್ನೆ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ತೆರಳಿದೆ, ಏಕೆ?

ನೀನು ಏಕಾಂಗಿಯಾಗಿ ಕಾಡ ವೃಕ್ಷಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಬದುಕಿದ್ದೆ

ಆದರೆ ಇಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನ ಸಂಗಡದಲ್ಲಿದ್ದರೂ ಅದೆನು ನಿನ್ನ ಕಾಡಿತ್ತು

ಪ್ರತಿಸಲ ನಿನಗೆ ಮುತ್ತಿಕ್ಕಿದೆ, ತಿನಿಸುಗಳನ್ನಿತ್ತೆ

ಮತ್ಯಾಕೆ ಆ ಕಾಡ ಬದುಕ ಇಲ್ಲಿ ಬದುಕಲಿಲ್ಲ.

ಏಕೆ?

ಜೋನ್ ಕೀಟ್ಸ್ ಅವರ ಮೂಲ ಕಾವ್ಯ  
 
“ I HAD A DOVE, AND THE SWEET DOVE DIED”


I had a dove, and the sweet dove died,

And I have thought it died of grieving;

O what could it grieve for? Its feet were tied

With a silken thread of my own hand’s weaving:

Sweet little red feet! Why would you die?

Why would you leave me, sweet bird, why?

You liv’d alone on the forest tree,

Why, pretty thing, could you not live with me?

I kiss’d you oft, and gave you white pease;

Why not live sweetly as in the green trees?

John Keats