Brain is very strange organ, lot of memories you thought you lost but on a favorable repetitive environment or a parallel situation, the memories comes back in an instant. Mostly my technique is to relate a memories to an emotion and you can remember it forever. But some part of my brain have non emotional saved memories when now can be analysed fresh when loaded to current living. Thus this happened in a fraction of second..and that fraction of second was so important that I could not resist in sharing it..

My recent work as a team member in a buzy American Chain of Restro dose not allow me to sit ideal for long time as I use to do in my previous job as Security. As I enjoy the work mostly now…time for creative writing and possible fiction is getting less and less thus one day when I was lifting a loaded box about 10kg, The freezer door of my workplace coming in contact with the box creating an accidental pinch on my right hand. The pain came in an instant and stayed till an hour or so.. But in that short instant I was reminded of a memories from my school.

My mathematics teacher from Grade 9 to 11, Mr Srisailam Navuluri Sir was definitely the greatest teacher I could ever had, because if I deny that fact I would never have made it through my four years of Engineering, which I did and for that subject I am thankful to him.

The accidental pinch loaded me with a memory that Everyone in class use to be afraid of him for some reason. When communicated with some of my classmates they recalled the same thing which I did in that instant. “The Brutal Bruse Marks of PINCHES.”
Along with Excellent teaching skills he had a bad habit to give physical punishment to school children by pinching them on their arms near the soft tissue. The pinch was both painful and use to leave marks for days.
Being afraid from the bruse marks and pain most of student use to complete their “Home-Work”
He also use to beat children when not paying attention in class. I remember Mr Kartik Manoharan in his school days was beaten up with a wooden duster on his head several times just because of a silly reason that he did not bring bookmark and was looking at his desk thinking something else instead of concentrating on Black Board.

On those days even taking this point to Principal or Home was worthless as “Punishment in teaching’ was an acceptable offence on those days. Even parents use to give examples of their teachers being very strict and beating them up in their school days with a cane stick.

Though I am grateful for Mr Srisailam Navuluri‘s teaching and I could not express my feelings at childhood or at an age or time when Physical abuse was appreciated by teacher’s on student, I would just like to make my point clear. I might have to go over my liberty of expression of words for explaining how I feel, but

“In future, if my yet born child gets an teacher like Srisailam Navuluri and He/She gets a pinch mark from any of his teacher, I will make sure I will find the person, reach up to his house and Put a Shovel on his Ass so that he remembers the pain for his life before pinching or causing any harm to any children ever coming to his surrounding.”

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Stepping into teenage is amazing time of life, we have more “friends” which we think we really need. Get exposed to various true stories which were alien when we were sitting at home. And now due to technological upgrade, even get exposed to so much fiction facts and concepts which had hold no meaning to us before.

The concept of Pocket money came to me when I was teenage and just started to learn the concept of Money (as it the theory was not enough).
I grew in a family surrounding where My parents and Sibling were enough to be support of each other and thus everything we needed at early age was provided the time even before the demands. Let that be a delicious food item or a fancy game, demands were fulfilled by the household though sometime taking longer than expected time but things were in house when we needed it.
With new “friends” or I can truly use the word “School Mates” the new concepts were introduced to me and one such top in my mind is Pocket money.
My mates at school who had both working Parents use to give them a sum of money every month or some cases every week. My friends explained me all the benefits of having a Pocket Money. Money that is “yours”, You can spend it all with your “will”, You could save more and buy the food you desire, the games you wish, the clothes you admire and wish you had them.
The concept which initially look foreign attracted to me the most when I discovered its very common among most of my friends. Someday’s later I found out I was the only “different” child who not use to get Pocket Money.
The the demand came as urgency and I asked my parents to provide me with the Pocket money. The Idea was like a little foolish technique for my parents but they anyway accepted my demand and started giving me 10Rs a month. I was happy to get every month 10Rs. The amount 10Rs might seem very small but at teenage in 2003 to 2005 seemed a big deal to me.
I kept collecting the money until it became first 100 then 300, but unfortunately I did not know where to spend the money?

All the exciting things which my friends at that time suggested me I can wish to buy with that money were already present at my home. Thus the concept of “Pocket Money” might not be my cup of tea. (I was a boost drinker at that time….lol)

That time I was not enough matured to analyze the concepts which even I needed in my life or not. Thus anything new and exciting I wanted to install in my living. I wish I can say that I learned the big lesson and moved on, but I did not. I kept repeating same mistakes with now accepting different concepts in life.

In 2013 I came to Australia and now with my University Mates I came to know the concept of “Open Relationship”
In open relationship, you could be married to one person or be in realtionship to one person and with this you are free to get physical or emotionally involved with other persons.
I thought This is an awesome concept, “Open Relationship”
I can have my partner and also enjoy the benefit of having multiple partners. I knew If I would have tried hard enough I could have convinced my partner to accept the new Concept but in doing so…and accepting the law of Equilibrium or equality that would mean I would allow my partner to be in open Relationship too…
And I hate to share my objective “things” so sharing a relationship with anyone was out of Question. Thus the concept of “Open Relationship” how so ever tempting it is, its still not my cup of tea. (I am still a Boost drinker I guess…he he)
So I choose to stick with Monogamy which suited my style of living.

I wish we could all stop the story here….but I took my mistakes a step further…
Getting attracted to various Cultures was the new addiction I had, I tried various living styles, from accepting martial art and learning minimal style of living to going busking on Brisbane streets with friends and trying to blend in…I tried to live extreme ends of living and install it to my living. And recently discovered I am little stingy, little Greedy and of over spending mentally to the things I like, thus none of the pre-defined living traditions matched or satisfied me. Thus finally I decided to accept “my way” how so ever stupid it might be but I will follow My own way of living.

On this post I wont demoralize people to follow any new concept or go with the traditional one. I would just urge every living creature to have the courage to make some mistakes. Try some and discover your own way of living which suits you the best. It may may not match mine or any living tradition in history but if it satisfies you..Go for IT….Live THAT LIFE

If our paths crossed, will see you with a big smile
Till then Happy Day Have a Happy life ahead..

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Ohh Feels so good to be able to find time to write again,

You must have heard the story of Fox and the Sour Grape. Where A fox (technically a wild non-vegetarian animal) craves Grapes (a vegetarian diet) and jumps and jumps on the farm but his height was not enough to reach the top of farm where grapes are hanging
Thus concluded and gives Self satisfaction that Grapes are Sour and leaves the Farm.

When I was child I never had question why a non-vegetarian animal would crave for the vegetarian diet. It dint matter as that
was not the actual message of the story. The story wanted to convey that how we fail in life and situation and Blame the situation
for not “TRYING ENOUGH”.

The New version of this story is little general and indeed complex to understand.

I got a free laptop in Kerbside Collection. In Brisbane Australia a Kerbside collection is organised by Brisbane Council once a year per subberb to dispose the Electronic, Furniture, and other big Items which could not be dumped in a Dustbin. And Cheap people like me 😉 put fuel in 2nd hand Car and Run on a Treasure hunt on that particular day. Thus I found a laptop which had No operating System on a Kerbside Collection Day of Toowong Brisbane. I dint realize after repairing and constantly using the system
I started complaining about the Laptop to my mates.
I kept telling them stories of how I recovered the laptop but the Laptop is working too Slow. It is piece of shit. Takes hours to start and open app.
The laptop thought not bought by me received so much criticism than it might have received by its original owner who kept it out for Kerbside Collection in the first place.

Thus one day when I was in phone call with my mate Ravi Kiran from Melbourne, Victoria Australia, Guess what, I told him the story of Crappy Laptop too.
His reply was “have you every gone to Vegetable Market and before buying grapes you taste one of the bunch? It felt so sweet right? And the same bunch of Grapes when you bought them in Kg and yes Paid for them, after coming home the same bunch of Grapes taste sour in your house.”
I said…Yes it had happen many a times.
Then he continued, “its not the Grapes which had become sour, its your mentality towards the Grapes. You tasted a Free Grape and you liked it, just the same way you got the Kerbside Laptop
When you paid and brought the Grapes home, in your case Invested the Time and Skills on the Repair of the Laptop. The grapes started to taste sour, i.e the Laptop which was paid by your time and skills started to be boring, slow and worth less. It was Free on the first place.”

I was again wondering, yes the problem is being pointed out but what about the solution, what to do with the laptop now?
And answer again Lied in the Sour Grapes Story. Either You Throw away the Sour Grapes you Bought from Vegetable Market or you eat them by having the knowledge that You paid for them.
And the day you open your fridge and have a thought to start to through the Sour Grapes into Rubbish bin, The Grapes becomes Sweet again.

Complicated stuff ha…

Keep thinking
Have a Nice Day ahead..

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