3 THINGS

Just when I was thinking that my blog was getting decayed, Nethra came up with this post and tagged me..Thanks to her..So, here goes the tagged post..

* 3 Famous Names of Mine:
1) Moah: A funny name with a funny origin..Most of my college friends call me the same..
2) VK: An abbrevation given by one of my friends pooja during +1 and +2..
3) Vamsi: If not the first and second, people call me with my own name..Some call me krishna..Some call me Mohan..

* 3 Things that Scare Me:
1) the five elements: Near death experiences enlightened me with the fact that human life is insignificant when compared to the power of nature..
2) Death: Death of a loved one is the only thing that can unleash pain of death to a person..
3) Karma: There are people who suffer a lot in life..At times, I find it scary to imagine myself in their shoes..

* 3 Things that make me Smile:
1) Company of the people I like: The more I like a person, the more I smile (unknowingly) in his/her company..
2) The innocence of childhood: Kids are pure by heart and soul..They make me smile..
3) Praise me, I will start smiling..

* 3 Things that I Love: Well, if we are talking about things here, They would certainly be
1) My lappy (not a mac book)
2) Ipod and (not the one with the bigger display)
3) My phone (Not an iphone)
yet I love em all.. :)

* 3 of my Favorite Hobbies:
1) 'Face-book'ing, if such a word exists..
2) Twitter is engaging too..
3) Certainly music.. Bereft of it, I will just be a corpse..

* 3 Beverages I drink regularly:
1) Coffee: My granny was a coffee addict..She was the one who introduced me to coffee when I was 7 yrs old..So my relation with coffee is a long story..
2) Milk: Because, Coffee is not always good for health :P
3) I love coke too..

* 3 Things that I Hate:
1) I hate anything that pricks my ego..
2) I hate the Indian Political System..
3) I hate being advised by all..Every dumb fellow talks like a philospher when giving an advise..

* 3 Things I don’t understand:
1) The concept of human existence and god..The toughest subject one can ever master on this planet..
2) Why are we enslaved to the emotions like anger, love and sex.. Emotions make a person weak.. Cant we find a way to get rid of them??
3) Being a 20 year old, I have a brain that can comprehend and construe complex topics like spirituality, ghosts, gods and stuff..Now why are my fellow mates incapable of doing that??..Am I weird or are they weird??

* 3 Things I’m doing right now:
1) Eating wafers..
2) Wondering why the script for the accordion pane was throwing a null pointer reference..
3) And yeah writing the post..

* 3 Things I can’t do:
1) I can never control the thought process of my monkey brain..
2) I can never channel my energy into one task at a time..I prefer multi-tasking..
3) I always fail to show my better half to the world..People usually end up seeing the bad half of me..

* 3 Things I think you should listen to:
1) Conscience: Coz it tells you whether you are right or wrong..We often ignore this voice within us..
2) Brain: Obviously because brain deals with decision making, taking a right decision does matter..
3) Scriptures: Whatever might be the religion of a person, he must closely follow the do's and dont's that are prescribed in the religion's scripture..(Coz we are not free fucking birds in the existence, we are bound by some laws)
P.S: Follow your heart is a lame statement..If your heart craves for a married woman, what would you do??..get over what it says and move on?? or Follow it and get punched by her husband??

* 3 Shows I watched as a Kid:
1)The popeye show: I love those kind of shows and movies in which a low profile protagonist transforms into a super hero displaying a sudden outburst of heroism..
2)Captain Planet: I love captain planet not because of captain planet but because of the five rings..I also love the way they shout out the power of the rings they possess..Wind, water, Earth, Fire, Heart..Amazing title song too..:)
3)Tom and Jerry: Initially, I hated the show, because I supported Tom but later I realized that Tom never wins..Then I started supporting Jerry..That was the time I started liking the show..:)


* 3 Things I want in a Relationship:
1)I expect that I must be more important to my lady than anyone else apart from her parents and family.
2)Understanding and Maturity: I believe that, even two poles of a magnet can be in a relationship when they are bound by mutual understanding..
3)Good looks: I don't demand for a Miss Universe..Looks get washed away with time..An averagely good looking woman with a better skin tone, well placed eyes, ears, nose, mouth is suffice..


* 3 Things of the Opposite Sex that appeal to me:
1) Flirty humor surely appeals me but in a limited quantity..An overdosage with bubbly attitude is intolerable..
2) Mental Strength: A woman's mental strength strongly drives me in..I hate cry babies..This is the reason why I prefer woman with the fire element in their Zodiac (Aries, Leo and Sagittarius)..
3) Rawness: I like rugged and raw looks..I hate make up kits and the other beauty parlor stuff..A dense forest is more appealing to me than a well maintained lawn..:P lol..

* 3 Favorite Fictitious Characters: All the three characters from a japanese anime called Naruto..
1) Naruto: I desire to live the life of a perfectionist but honestly I've never been a good person in life and I always lose the battle with the evil instincts that reside in me..My life had never been close to the way I wished it must be..But I must never stop trying..If naruto can fight the evil in him, why cant I??..
2) Jiraiya: "A person must never give up the power to believe even if his life is full of failures.."
3) Hokages of konoha: A leader must have faith in his own moral code and must fight till his last breath to protect it..

* 3 Things I like about myself:
1) I look at things in a weird perspective..This often lands me into controversial debates with those think-straight friends of mine.
2) I love my beard..It covers up all the disalignmemts and defects of my face.. :)
3) I believe that I have a multi-faceted character with two ends of extremities residing in a single me because of which people find atleast a portion of me interesting..For example: I can write a thought provoking blog post on spirituality and a kickass post on erotica as well, both at a time in two blog editor windows.. :P

* 3 Things I hate about myself:
1) The things that I do and the words that I utter in frustration cause unrepairable damage.. A monster overpowers me when I lose my nerve and I hate that..
2) God gave me many good things but I am never satisfied with what I have..
3) I hate being a slave to the laws of nature..I wanna know the underlying truth regarding the reason for existence.,

* 3 Things I’m wearing right now:
1) half sleeved tee,
2) trousers and
3) a smile on my face :)

* 2 Truths and a Lie:
Truth 1) I never ever indulged into a guy's talk involving the description of a woman's figure..
Truth 2) I am single..
Lie) I speak less because I am shy..(Rectification: Speaking less is probably an involuntary portrayal of attitude but certainly not shyness)

* 3 People I pass this TAG to: Anirudh, SivaArchana, Trishnanta

WELCOME TO HELL

I believe that life is a curse..We bear the curse of being powerless in this vast existence of space..A man is unable to his govern his life..In a particular moment he is happy, in the next moment a tragedy might overpower him..Death can swallow his life within a fraction of second..Adding to the misery, emotions make a man much more weak..I am not a man who is ready to surrender to this power..I aim to attain the limitless bounds of power and master my destiny to become the lord who governs all the existence..

People living in the village nearby call me the demon-of-the-dark..For, I have lived a life in darkness pursuing the black arts that deal with the worship of the devil..Fourteen years ago, I had abandoned my wife and family to follow the path of the devil..I left all my emotions behind and walked out of home and slowly got transformed into a heartless beast..I have transcended various levels of existence..The path of the devil is endless..The thirst for power is like a drug to me..I bear no soul..I bear no emotions..I havent slept even for a single night in all these years..My eyes dont even blink..I worship the devil in the night making blood sacrifices of animals or humans, usually those of the people from the village who tresspass near the ritual grounds..After the blood offering, the devils devour the soul of the victim and grant me their power, totally surrendering themselves to me..The soul once devoured by the devils remains in hell for the rest of the world's existence..I bear no emotions with the victim but out of mere pity I use my black art to transcend every soul that I offer to higher planes of existence in which rebirth is made possible..Unlike others who follow this path, this is the moral code that I have adapted for myself in this path..

On a new moon night, I took on the arduous task of performing a death ritual to a devil..It was a lot more difficult than the rituals I had performed before..I had to be careful with the ritual..The devils out of urge, instinct and anger, devour the soul of the practitioner if a pleasing offering was not made to them..In the midst of the ritual I realized that, there wasn't even a single animal or human nearby..The devils were just about to show themselves but I didnt have an offering to give them..I regretted that I should never have started this ritual and I thought that the devils would devour my soul..But I was fortunate that time..Out of sheer luck I found a very young teen tresspassing near the premises of the ritual..Without a second thought I plunged onto the kid and made his blood and soul offering..The devils were pleased and the ritual ended..I was granted power that was ten-folds to that of what I had attained in all these years..The next night I performed the ritual to exalt the boy's soul to higher planes but amazingly the devils didnt let go of the child's soul even if I had used all my power to do so..This never happened in all these years..I am not a man of emotions and I didnt regret the killing but I regretted the fact that I broke my very own moral code..

When I was pondering over these things in mind, I have heard wails of a woman near the ritual grounds..She cried over the bloodless torn body of the child..She seemed to be his mother..Wailing over the death of the son, she lost her senses for a moment..Crying out an eccentric laugh, She banged her head hard to the stones that lay beside her son's body and within a moment she was dead too..I moved closer to the woman's body.. I then realized that all the rituals that I had performed were in vain..They gave me power to govern the laws of nature..But the mysterious power of love was much more stronger than the powers that I had attained..She was the lady who shared my better half fourteen years ago..She was my very own wife..That made me realize my blunder that the young boy was actually the one year old kid that I had abandoned fourteen years ago..

I realized the pain of the merciless acts that I have done all these years..The pain was unbearable..I realized that I had a heart that was craving for mercy..Who would show mercy on me??..Is it the god that I had abandoned??..Or Is it the devil that I worshipped??..Or is it the soul of the humans that I sacrificed??..I desperately felt the need to be punished for my sins..This guilt will never let me live..I was sure I was going to die..But I wanted someone to kill me brutally..I wanted someone to give me the pain that I gave to my wife, son and the other victims..I showed myself in the day to the villagers and told them that I killed the people in the village who trespassed the ritual grounds..The people of the village turned red..The villagers stripped off my clothes, threw stones at my body and strangled my neck..I possessed the power to kill them all in a wink but I didn't because more the physical pain they gave me, more lighter my heart felt relieving it from the burden of killing my own son..My body was deeply wounded..For the first time in fourteen years my eyes closed..I lost consciousness..I thought I was dead but I realized I wasnt..The villagers were merciful enough to keep me alive and that pained me further more..

I lay on the ritual ground totally powerless not understanding what to do with this life..I cried for the souls I sacrificed..I cried for my wife..I cried for my son..The thought of son pained me more, his soul was still tortured by the devils in hell..That bruised my worthless heart..I stared at the drops of my blood oozing through my body..I then realized, what this blood of mine was meant for..There was only one path for me now..I had to perform a ritual..This time it is not to please the devils but to fight them, with all the power that I possess to exalt my son's soul..This was a fight to save my son..

The ritual had started..The devils were invoked..Out of the darkness, they took shapes..Their thirst for blood was overwhelming..I used all my power to exalt my son's soul from hell but it failed..I sacrificed all the power that I had attained in fourteen years but still it was in vain..I cried with pain..What could I possibly do in this moment..I closed my eyes and made a helpless prayer to god.."Oh god!! This worshipper of devil seeks mercy..I seek refuge only in you..Please show me a way to save my son's soul"..

A light illuminated within the depths of my dark heart..God gave me an answer..The answer was to offer blood for blood and soul for a soul..Within a momentary lapse, I tore the skin of my body with reckless aggression until loads and loads of blood oozed out..I offered my blood and made an appeal to the devils and got prepared to surrender my soul in order to get back my son's soul..The moment had arrived..The devils danced in exuberance and were closing in to devour my soul..I closed my eyes..The pain was excruciating but I didn't care because I never got a chance to be a good father to my son..This was my last chance to be one..

I opened my eyes to witness the devilish dark land of hell..I lived a worthless sinful life but at the cost of it, I had realized the truth that there is no power greater than love..For, it is the love for my son that will give me the strength to survive in this hell until the ends of time..

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