No Saudade

Dedicated to life...

There was a drought. The land lay barren, soil unproductive. It had not received its elixir for an year now. The shards of broken glass lay on the metal floor. The land couldn't even cry for it had no water left in it. Gods played there cruel game and seeds were resown. Hope was kindled.

It had been some time, the land displayed the most intriguing behavior. It had almost shielded itself from any kind of irrigation. Only the upper layer of the land became moist, it was still dessicated from within. It was pertinacious, for it had decided not to play into the hands of life. Its life on the other hand scorned, for it had to change its mind which was destined to happen.

The life changed its mind. Life and land became friends while life's friends conspired. Life worked assiduously and land commanded. Gods showered there blessings and there was a harvest, one never seen before, yellow flowers blossomed. Life and land became best friends.

Seeds of roses were sown, this time not by gods but by a human mind only. For mind of life and land were one, one was open and the other diffident. "Be confident!", the land cried, "I will be", the life procrastinated. Rains came, and they separated, for life had many fields to nourish. But, there will be a happy time, said both.

Red roses blossomed and life flourished. Land could not be happy any more, for it was uncertain. Uncertainty flowed into the drains with the rain water. There was conviviality and land had lost all its superstitions, it wanted to live its life and not to run away, but life was crucified by the gods.

Farmers became rich, fertilizers were sprayed, land got busy. The chemicals snatched away the land from its life. Land was ambitious but it loved its  life and didn't let go. But life became lonely as land became busy. There were attacks, the farm was burned. The land persevered as nothing can burn sand but the damage was them. Pain had been kindled. Separation took life and land by surprise.

Times are hard, and both life and land work hard not together but connected by their minds in the hope that there will be a happy time. Every story has a happy end and this is no end, just an end of a beginning and a beginning of a new beginning.

Mechanism of Life

Its a beautiful day. There is scent of recent rain in the air, the smell of the earth. It is a scene out of a scenery with a rainbow drawn on the canvas. Sitting in a park, watching a beautiful butterfly fluttering its dynamic wings, you want to catch it. You reach out. Twenty five minutes later, there is a huge crash just outside of the park, on the road. An accident involving an oil tanker and a car, resulting in the death of the car driver and seriously injuring the girl on the back of the car. The girl was rushed to the hospital by a man who saw the whole incident. Looks nothing but a terrible accident, does it? Such incidents happen normally, each day, don't they? Well they do but this incident wasn't normal at all and no other incident is normal. This particular incident saved the world from a terrible disaster. It affected each one of us. Just because you caught that butterfly.

Let us look closely at the events that happened relating to this accident. Your sudden epiphany resulted in you catching the beautiful butterfly. The process was not smooth. You in the process of catching the butterfly strangulated it. You broke its antenna. Poor little thing was going to its home to tend to its cocoons. The navigation system of the butterflies is controlled by its antenna. When you broke it, the butterfly lost its sense of direction. Now that butterfly wont be able to get to its home. You just robbed the children of their mother. Sadness doesn't end here. The butterfly ventured in the direction of the road due to the warmth of it.

The driver of the sporty BMW was going to drop the owner's daughter to college. The day being nice and he was obviously inclined to open the windows and feel the gush of cool wind on his face. He wanted some relaxed atmosphere, the weather provided him that. He was tensed over the ever increasing loans and repayment wasn't easy in today's highly expensive world. He had already sought 6 extensions for home loans for the newly purchased house for his family of 2 children, a wife and a sick old mother, another extension won't be approved. He had to do something. The breeze was cool, closing his eyes for a second or two wouldn't be a bother on an empty morning road. It was a relaxing moment. There was panic and pain upon opening his eyes. An insect with big wings had suddenly crashed into his right eye. High speed of the car resulted in his eye bleeding. The driver lost control of the vehicle upon being getting flabbergasted by the butterfly. The car veered onto the wrong side of the road. Upon seeing this, the driver of the huge oil tanker applied the brakes with full force. The momentum of the tanker was such that upon crashing with the car, it flipped. The truck lay across the road, oil leaking out of the tanker was flowing into the nearby lake. The truck driver escaped unhurt. The girl at the back of the car was rushed to the hospital by a lanky and swift bystander. The driver was badly crushed and died on the spot. His family grieved the death of only breadwinner in the family. A compensation received by them led to repayment of the home loans.

The most important aspect of the incident came from the oil flowing in the river. The oil flowing into the river made it polluted completely. The water was contaminated beyond recovery. This lake was also a dumping ground for a chemical factory which dumped huge amounts of hydrochloric acid into it. The HCl reacted with the oil to create a certain kind of disinfectant which resulted in elimination of some water borne epidemic causing disease. Some more good news, the girl who was injured, survived. Plus she fell in love with the boy who saved her. There union led to a new life being sent to earth by god. Childish, but can be true!

Technically speaking, you killed a man and saved the whole world by catching a simple butterfly. The purpose of this hypothetical analysis is the purpose itself. Everything has a purpose. We dive into the realms of the ever uncertain debate of coincidence vs destiny. I say both are rubbish. What has to happen, has to happen and no factor can stop that from happening.

There is a certain mechanism devoted to this process of things happening out "somewhere". A background process, a daemon as a computer guy like me would say. The mystic mechanism is an unlimited chain reaction started before the big bang. This leads to the probability that this mechanism also presents a purpose. A certain definite end to the chain reaction. The end of the world? Maybe no. This purpose might be a certain universal goal. An accomplishment of such goal might well initiate another chain reaction. We might well speculate in our wildest of fantasies what this goal might be but, it won't be possible to imagine what it would be. This chain of events represent the fabric of life. At the end everything good happens as shown in the accident described. Even the loans were repaid. As said in a famous book, even though a single wolf dies, the pack survives.

Note: This was my come back and get lost again blog. I hope you liked it. The series, Fall from the Zenith is discontinued from now on because it didn't serve the purpose (catch the pun in it). I'll be back with something new the next time I write. Apologies to the followers, however less they were. An overwhelming feedback against the cancellation can change my mind though. Cheers.

The Higher Realm

Life presents us with a stupendous amount of moments which seem supernatural or nonsensical. The moments, those are transcendental and make you experience things which are otherworldly. These experiences might be neglected by you, but they contain some of the quintessential secrets of your unconscious. You might debate the necessity to know about these secrets but, the fact is that one should be in control of his or her senses and should be able to at least decipher his or her own thoughts. This property is unnatural agreed, but if you are a master of your thoughts, you can very well understand the semantics of thought process of others.


This time, I would say to you, that forget about what others think. My stress on this point is because, if you know the reality, the feelings I am going to divulge won't be relevant at all. The reality is dirty and boring. It is often necessary to break away from reality. The notion of being "real" is a cliche. The world is witness to numerous great doyens, none having the sense of being real. They did things out of the reality, reality that has bound this world into a suffocating glass cube. Take a sledgehammer and break that cube. Break away and experience the beauty of this world.


I recently had a dream in which I was on some other planet in some other world. The beauty of the scene was astounding. The trees were green and tall, there were great mountains in the far range. There were two moons, one was so huge that it would be of the size of the planet itself. The other one was shining like a light ball in the space. The luminance was radium like, just a slither of it. I was standing on the shore of a lake. The vast conjecture of the lake covered the whole scene. There was an island, not very far from the shore. So, I had to go there. I dived in, the feeling of cool water, though unnatural, was magical. I was flowing in the water as if I needed no force to swim, maybe the water gods were carrying me on their own. Several fishes flowed by my side, a dolphin jumped up to show its antics. I reached the shore, sit on the beach and witness a beautiful sunrise. The world turned from cool blue to marvelous red to shimmering yellow.


Such dreams are rare for a single lifetime. Dreams certainly reflect what you want. That is why they say, "Follow your dreams...". I will ask you, how many times have you dreamt of holding that graduation degree in your hand? I don't think you would have had such dream. You might have dreamt of killing your teachers or running away or even working hard. These experiences reflect what you really want to do. Your mind and body really want to break away from reality or your mind and body wants you to come back to reality. I had that dream because I am having exams the next week and I have my feet in many dirty bogs.


Damn those who tell you that you have to "be practical". You don't have to be practical. Once you re-realize that, you will break away and commit great deeds. Remember the people who changed this world were far away from reality. They redefined reality in there terms and left other to follow it, or rather to change it. This is the secret.

Fall from the Zenith: Episode 5 - The Unthinkable

It is recommended to read all previous episodes. 

Human God

Galav was on the way to Paris, France aboard an Air India flight. Past few days had been tough for him, with all the pressure of the work and some other very personal reasons. He loved his job. It was the only thing that gave him joy, it was not the reason for his distress. It was the feeling in him, of confusion and desolation that was ripping him apart. A few days ago, he had thought about his childhood, he remembered everything but, wasn't sure he had done any of it. Gathering up his thoughts, he probably felt that work pressure was getting to him. He should relax.

Galav's past was not so good. He had a nasty divorce a year back, that had completely broken him. His kids chose to stay with their mother. He had anger and drinking problems since last year. When he returned to his work after 3 months break, he felt good. His mind was somehow more efficient now. He had solved some great cases and that had earned him this job in the G-150 task force. The problems had persisted but, were well hidden from the world. It was his work that had kept him alive.

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"What? How is that even possible?", exclaimed Cox from his satellite phone on his way to Paris. "What do mean they just vanished? The facility has the best security systems available on the darn planet for god's sake! Where did they go? What are the leads?"

"What do you mean you don't know?", said Larry, furious now. The agent told his that only lead is a person entering the facility with a suitcase. "I want everything on that man within the hour. Is that clear to you agent?...Good. We can not afford to have mad criminals roaming around and wrecking havoc." He slammed the phone shut. Just about when he was going to keep the phone on the desk in front of him, it rang again. "What is it now?" said Larry irritated.

"This is FBI headquarters Special Agent Cox. There is an update on the jailbreaks.", said a sturdy female voice.

"Did you say jailbreaks?", said Cox.

"Yes sir, there have been multiple jailbreaks of similar kind as that of Kapchov Facility. The number is 38 and the number of convicts missing is 430,000 instead of 2,000." Larry felt as if someone had punched him in his stomach.

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You are free. You are free. You are free. Fear him. Fear him. Hungry. Hungry. Hungry. Hungry...

Jakati's head was ringing. He had no idea where he was. The buildings were tall and it was night. He was so hungry. He hadn't eaten in ages. The headache was killing him.

Hungry. Hungry. Hungry. Food. Food. Food. Smell. Smell. So many people. So many people. So many people. Food Food Food. Smell. Where are you? Where are you? You are free. You are free...

He was free, he realized. He could eat anything. He could eat anyone, like in the old days. There was a woman in front of him. She was holding onto something. Something that smelled good.

Hungry. Hungry. Hungry...

It was a child. He had been taught at the prison not to do that. He wouldn't do it.

HUNGRY. HUNGRY. HUNGRY!

He cried and lunged forward.

There was a scream. A scream that could be heard two blocks down the road.

To be continued...

Fall from the Zenith: Episode 4 - The Coming and The Going

It is recommended that you read all the previous episodes. The links are given below.
http://pranaykiduniya.blogspot.com/2010/06/fall-from-zenith-breakdown.html
http://pranaykiduniya.blogspot.com/2010/06/fall-from-zenith-episode-2-mystery.html
http://pranaykiduniya.blogspot.com/2010/07/fall-from-zenith-episode-3-in-gods-own.html

Previously on Fall from the Zenith

21st December 2012, Leaders of over 150 countries had died. Each bullet that killed all the leaders had a symbol OM. Rellac Enterprises owned by Jonas Victor and Pombos Chemicals owned by Robert Chiavo are the main suspects. FBI had launched an undercover operation to get the truth. The Washington leg of Ishi Dior's concert saw the unthinkable happening. Over 25,000 people died under mysterious circumstances. Earlier, Jonas Victor met with Ishi Dior to discuss security. Glauentraun, lord of the gods, was asked by his chief councilor to return to the dead universe that is Earth.

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In the space between different worlds.

Crossing through different layers of time was a very intricate job. It required skill, a skill very few had. But the job was an easy one for the most skilled, god of gods, Glauentraun. He didn't want to return to Earth but, the time he feared had come. He didn't know that this time will come so soon that the most beautiful things he had created will end the very kind themselves. How could man be so cruel? He knew many things, and he knew that if he didn't go to Earth now, the planet he loved, would be destroyed forever. This was the one future he knew of.


Definite future is a vague term, Glauentraun thought. There are infinite futures. All of them are the manifestation of decisions we take. Every small decision, every small action, every small thought changes the future completely. He knew all of these futures. He had thought of a future of balance, yes, the wars and killings were necessary to maintain the balance. Terrorism, he had not planned for but, for few years it was just like wars. But this is not what is happening now. Mankind had crossed its limits.

This will be the ninth time that he would go to Earth to set things right. A lot of time had been wasted so, this time he would not be able to live full human life. He would appear on Earth, a man grown. Galav would be his name.

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Back in Washington

Panic was the word. Panic that world had never seen before. FBI Special Agent Larry Cox was in the midst of the things. Emergency protocols were now issued for the whole country. Meeting of more 3 persons were disallowed. All the events and social gathering were cancelled forcefully. All the citizens were advised to stay indoors. Nobody knew where the next attack would happen. All the rail, road and air services were indefinitely suspended. All 3 divisions of the armed forces were now on full alert and were stationed all over the countries. There was a nuclear threat to think of. Nuclear threat level was raised to 'critical'.

"I said to them, that the concert was a bad idea. I warned them.", thought Larry. More than 25,000 people had died, including Ishi Dior. The cause of death of all of them was found to be an EMP signal that stopped the brain functioning. A technology, like the one which killed the President. The source of the signal were the guns of the private security guards. Rellac Enterprises and Pombos Chemicals were sealed. Undercover operation was cancelled and going public was the only option viable. They had to show the people that they where getting somewhere, but in real, they were getting nowhere.

Robert and Jonas had both undergone plastic surgeries and were nowhere to be found. The people pretending to be them had no clue what had happened and what technology had been stolen. They were just employees, working sincerely. The theory was made about the elite group that was behind all the incidents that had occurred. This elite group has members in all the countries of the world. This is why a G-150 meeting was to be held in 2 days. Larry had been appointed the chief of operations for the G-150 force. The force included head of securities from all the countries involved. The deputy chief of operations was from India. The decision for this was made because of the symbol found on the bullet. Indian hand was needed. Larry had done some research on this Indian guy. The records of his brilliance were only few but they all were superb. He had solved some of the most difficult cases in India. His name was Galav.

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Samara, Russia

Robert was on the gates of The Kapchov facility in the cold city of Samara which played host to the most dangerous criminals of the world. The fact that these criminals were all mentally ill , psychotics and complete maniacs made them all the more dangerous. These 2,000 mad criminals had a vital role in the Robert's script.

Getting into the facility was very easy since, Robert was Russian by birth. So, he had contacts, contacts that would let him install his equipment. Technology had advanced so much, that transporting a man from one place to another was just a press of a button. But, transporting 2000 men to different locations in the world was a tough task. It had taken 10 years of hard work to make it happen.

To be continued...

Me and My Experiments with Human Understanding Part 3

Part 3 - Fear

Before starting the topic, I would like to make sincere apologies to those who like this blog and didn't get to see some action for a long long time. The reason for my absence was purely unavailability of time. Past six months have been busiest months of my life. It is not that I was working very hard, actually I was enjoying alot too. The CWG experience was riveting, one of the most memorable ever. Meeting some extraordinary people and volunteering for the country. But still I should have taken some time out. Nevertheless, let's move on to our topic of discussion.

Fear, the thing that is felt by everyone. Those who say they don't fear anything, obviously lie. We all know what fear is and how it is incited, so lets not waste time discussing that. What I am interested in, are the consequences of fear.

Fear can drive a perfectly healthy person to complete insanity. It can make people kill each other. Some fear studies, some their work, some just fear fear. I know all the crap said about fearing the fear itself and I perfectly know that it isn't possible at all. Fear is just one of the those emotions that you cannot evade from. It sucks you in like a vacuum cleaner and before you realize, you are trapped in the cage that sometimes is made of steel or rather diamond.

This cage either breaks on its own, when the thing or task you fear is won over or you have to go an extra mile. Talking more about breaking this cage is irrelevant here.

While talking to my friend I came to realize a theory of mine. I think that it might be the closest to what can happen in 2012 ( I know I am addicted to this ). I think that 2012 end of the world, can be a reality just out of fear. There is a need of only one country with nuclear capabilities to fear that end of the world is a possibility. As we know, fear can drive people to go insane, the leadership of the country can start a nuclear war. The reason for the war could just be to eliminate the threat of mass destruction and the people creating it. For example, US can bomb Iran just out of fear that they will bomb them and start a nuclear war. This will incite Iranian allies to attack US. Looking at any instability in the US, Pakistan will fall. That means attack on India. Indian allies like Russia will attack Pakistan and so on with other countries. Pretty astonishing right?

I can understand that you feel that above theory is far-fetched and I know that but, which 2012 theory isn't. Leaving aside 2012, lets to the human understanding part. Fear can break people as well as relations. I have seen people losing trust in there best friends just out of fear of some or the other thing. Sometimes, it is really heart breaking. Relationships are broken because one or the other suspects cheating. Such small decisions can change the course of the world if we think of the chaos theory. But, isn't that's how its supposed to be?

World is ever changing and by every passing moment it is becoming more and more fearful. As we grow up, we are more susceptible to fear because of the shear pressure of responsibilities. A child is always more fearless unless someone teaches him how to fear. This concludes that fear is actually learnt.

It is absolutely amazing that we learn things that can go one to even kill ourselves or somebody else. So, to control fear, it is necessary to control what we actually learn. The solution always lie at the root of things.

With this thought I leave you. Up there in those words is a solution to another mindly mystery. Keep looking this space guys. Its going to be very active in the coming days.