Yeshwanth

I hate having to leave you It’s the hardest thing I’ll ever do I hate I’ll have to go back  As I walk, waving the worst goodbye I want to make sure you know how this feels to me And that I promise to become the best I can be You know I’m always doubting every action of mine But I'll try to be confident and happier this time And about my usual unstable emotional state? I will handle whatever is put on my plate I won’t give up whenever I’m sad And I’ll come to you when I get mad Also, don’t ever think you’ll be second on my list You’re my savior, God, mom, you’ve carried me through the midst Who could replace you, my dear Swami ?  On which other shoulder could I ever lean? There’s no one that’d do as much as you’ve done I owe you my life, I owe you a ton Thanks for existing, my angel And for making it all, much less painful.

Puttaparthi is such a place where divine environment really makes you feel like you are connected with swami, a place where lord of the universe did descend so that mankind could ascend, a place where lord chose to walk the earth, where celestial beings roam around, which is an enigma, a mystery, an ocean of compassion, and which is beyond comprehension, a place where I could go countless times and every time I return, my heart yearns to go back once again - one more time. To anyone who visits Prashanthi Nilayam, the abode of Baba, the sight of “Sai Ram” – wishing scarf – clad sevadal is a refreshing sight in a world filled with object materialism. Be it in Sai Kulwant Hall, the canteen, the hospital, the museum, the university or the bakery, men and women drawn from all walks of life and from all over India render service with expectation of virtually nothing from those who get served by them. Service is the highest spiritual discipline. Prayer and meditation, or knowledge of scriptur...

  I’ve come to believe that when someone won’t make any effort to understand us, this is usually what it comes down: deep pain that’s blocking them from love. They might be shut down to everyone. Or specific ideas that trigger something from their past. Or maybe we, ourselves, are the trigger. Maybe we remind them of something they want to forget. Maybe our very presence forces them to come face to face with something they’d rather avoid.  If we really  want  understanding, maybe the key is to  choose  understanding. Maybe the secret is to broaden our perspective beyond what would make us feel safe in a moment so we can do our part to help create a greater sense of safety for everyone we encounter. Maybe by choosing to offer understanding, we can influence the people around us to heal their pains so they can one day open their heart a little wider. When they’re ready. When  they  feel safe. So what’s the best thing to say to someone who does...

 Each day I wake to start a day that's normal as can be. Some cooking, cleaning, working, as busy as a bee. But everyday the thoughts of you that buzz around my head Distract me from this busy life and I stop to think instead. As a friend as a grandma no one could take your place,  I'm so thankful you were in my life - you will never be replaced A woman of extreme strength, courage and love, Who was beautiful, soft and now peaceful and free as a dove. Someone on who my admiration was built around, As my grandma you were brought into this ground. With each passing day, a thought comes in mind So many memories that you left behind.  The years we shared were full of joy, Something that I could now never enjoy You lit up my life, my hopes, and my dreams. You've opened my eyes to see what it all means. So now that you're gone, how can I forget; Because you were the greatest out of all I have met. It's been 5 years since you've gone It still hurts all day long There i...

Soon after we wake up, The day starts with 9am sync up. Dealing with a problem that roars, Trying to Open our brain's pores, We all - the partners in crime, Strive to deliver the fix on time. Of Course, We Are H Team!    Logging for work early, Updating Y&M the status hourly, Dealing with different scenarios, Breaking normal project sterios, Coding designing and testing, All the time worth investing. Of Course, We Are H Team!    All of us - The dedicated resources, Many a times killing our personal spaces, Striving to reach tough goal, We give our heart and soul. Even without L1 and L2, We deliver every beat too. Of Course, We Are H Team!    From requirements write up to test set up, Crossing all the hurdles we are put up, Wonderfully balancing a rollercoaster ride, Marvelously managing responsibilities tide, Dealing with never ending JIRA tickets, We score open items off our buckets. Of Course...

The sun had just gone down. The darkness was slowly engulfing the sky. The Kulwant hall prayers had just got over. Myself and my brother were on the banks of Chitravathi looking at the photograph of our gracious lord on the other side of the river. The view was breathtaking. This place is charged with the grandeur of God. There are no bells and drums, but Swami is enlivening the atmosphere with Divinity here! Even the air sings the glory of the Lord at Chitravathi. It is a place where we could stand and drink the silence in; where you look across an absent sanctuary – No walls or roof- just a holy open space where God planted himself even before we drew our first breath.  My brother and me, on the banks of Chitravathi, were contemplating on the lord. Sometimes you meet someone, and it is so clear that the two of you on some level belong to each other – as a family, as friends, as brothers, whether you understand one another or not, you meet few people once in blue moon, out of nowh...

Yesterday was an easy day at work. I wrapped up my work sharp at 7:30pm and was sitting in the couch thinking something at random – my problems, my past, my failures, insecurities. I was sad, anxious. But… I was gloomy only for 5 minutes. And then I bounced back to my senses and was feeling grateful for what I have right now. One of my favorite quotes is "Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans,"                                                                                                                           -John Lennon  I've seen this quote so many times but the meaning of it really struck me recently. (May be this is a sign that I not only...

Oh Dear Goldie, With no one to review gates, There was no pressure on days and dates. You made Y & M happily work, Like a normal clerk with no one to irk. You freed Y & M with gentle ease And gave them some mental peace. With no code to freeze, You were a gentle breeze.  You gave a break they deserved, Your memories will be well preserved. With nothing called IPT, The day was so pretty.  If all the morning become identical, You may soon become nonsensical. It is time to say you a bye And raise the curtain high. Y&M will treasure your happy memories, And send you out the door. Thanks for giving them the wisdom, To fight with what’s in store.

Dearest Lord  Till the last breath of mine, Till I lay there cold and hard, Ready to be burnt to ashes, And strewn in the Ganges, May I live every moment, Being of some use to you, To you, to them, and to the world! May I contribute in my way, Beautifying this world – In style that you choose - May be with another beautiful poem, Or another expression of love, Determined to discover depths deeper than ever, In the passion of love! May be by doing Narayana Seva, With utmost devotion, May be by singing a song, with all love in my heart, May be by any other way,  That you choose for me, Toiling for your grace - The ultimate goal of this birth ! Oh lord !  Make me live not for myself, Not for any ego, Or an identity of mine! Oh dear Swami... Make My life just a song, Of experience and expression, A song that tells your glory  A song that is dedicated to YOU

Let Something simple, very simple Occur in this cosmos this new year ! In one galaxy among the billions, In one solar system, among the millions, One of its multiple planets, Within every one of us, Around the small corner, In all our hearts! Something simple, very simple But profound and blissful!   Such may be the joy, May the Sky blush crimson, Late at night! May the moon turn red, In the backdrop of the Throbbing sky! And stars twinkle with all glitter, With intensity like never! May our nights sparkle, Like the charming smile, Of that special Joy!   May the Gods feel envious, Wondering why did not they Born humans or the elements and the planets! For such Happiness, such Joy, such courage With which we fight the pandemic optimistically Which never ever they had known!   May Gods shower all their mercy And blessing upon all of us And give us a fresh start -- A fresh new beginning. Where everything is ...

 I recently moved to Bangalore an year ago. One of the many things I miss about Chennai is Vada Curry. Vada curry is a gravy made from masala dal Vada. With all its exotic ingredients, and tongue-tingling flavors, Vada curry can be both exciting and intimidating. Vada Curry uses the whole palette of flavors making it something that wants to jump off the plate. It’s such a complete world of taste. I really missed my Balaji Bhawan and Raja Bhawan’s Vada curry. These two places are no perfect stop for all the traditional Indian food; the ambience is also no different; no good-looking furniture; no classical music in the backdrop. The only thing that gives a quite soothing and welcoming vibes to the patrons that adds to a good dining experience is a good aroma of Vada curry that they make. With no one at home and bell ringing in my belly asking it to load it with snacks, I thought of making some exotic Vada curry all by myself. With a new air fryer added to my kitchen, I wasn’t ...