This surely is a monkey mind squandering for peace engulfed in constant consumption of twitter feed. Hate that it can't stop.
vagabond edge...making most of this moment
Kids are dogs
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Friday, December 22, 2023
I realize am capable of this feeling. Too timid to admit missing my wife.
Time for some self beration
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Monday, February 07, 2022
Constantly being picked and de moraled for being a lazy bum. Father just being a father correcting me, but the egoist me cant take it. I tend to pick the factual incorrections in argument more seriously and can't really help it.
whats eating my brain
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Wednesday, October 06, 2021
HYPER MOBILITY AND PRO SOCIAL BEHAVIOR
You do what you love to do and now when i reflect, trips are hard. There is this meeting of new people and locales but for the first time i could not help fighting the urge to isolate from everything and everyone. The necessity to put your chin up and organize the day ahead is a new learning.
Even this very write up and thoughts are just a cunning way to escape from reality.
But hey, onto the next one now.
.........................
Biryani with local rice.
From Coimbatore to Madurai
.............
Pune
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Thursday, November 26, 2020
Lemon Tree Hotel, Pune :
Nothing kindles the inner joy like a glass facade and giant buildings as an overlook. Such a chic hotel. Only if the rates were modest though
Flying during Corona with protective gear and Rajkumar, a genius breeder who certainly instilled a spirit of R&D will stay
An year
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Thursday, November 12, 2020
It marks exactly an year this week that I moved to India. One year, infinite learnings and unlearnings.
No duties of a school to go or job to do, clearly an year where I retired from routine, only to pit myself into an unknown yet ambitious territory.
There have been one to many occasions itching me to take a pause and reflect here, but finally now.
Pedda Batukamma Nostalgia
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Thursday, September 28, 2017
Every aspect of the day was a different experience. The then introvert getting validated before people , who had nothing to do but people watching, while I was carrying a lota to defecate into the woods.
All those flowers intricately embellished. The higher the bathukamma, the bigger was the family in status. And everybody seemed to happily accept the fact.
My favorite part was though to get draped in new clothes , get a dummy gun and get lost in the nature and noise.
బెబ్బరు ముద్దా :(, how hardly am I longing for you. Should get to making it.
ఏమిటేమిటేమిటో
Posted by Rk Reddy Bairi at Friday, September 08, 2017
Tripped. All the idiosyncrasies of my thought busted, I land in the same pit I constantly blabber about. Its just that I like it now ? My previous stance now seems rather farcical. It at least feels lot less far fetched of an expectation to discover the one.
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You do what you love to do and now when i reflect, trips are hard. There is this meeting of new people and locales but for the first time i could not help fighting the urge to isolate from everything and everyone. The necessity to put your chin up and organize the day ahead is a new learning.
Even this very write up and thoughts are just a cunning way to escape from reality.
But hey, onto the next one now.
.........................
Biryani with local rice.
From Coimbatore to Madurai
.............
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Nothing kindles the inner joy like a glass facade and giant buildings as an overlook. Such a chic hotel. Only if the rates were modest though
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It marks exactly an year this week that I moved to India. One year, infinite learnings and unlearnings.
No duties of a school to go or job to do, clearly an year where I retired from routine, only to pit myself into an unknown yet ambitious territory.
There have been one to many occasions itching me to take a pause and reflect here, but finally now.
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Pedda Batukamma Nostalgia
Every aspect of the day was a different experience. The then introvert getting validated before people , who had nothing to do but people watching, while I was carrying a lota to defecate into the woods.
All those flowers intricately embellished. The higher the bathukamma, the bigger was the family in status. And everybody seemed to happily accept the fact.
My favorite part was though to get draped in new clothes , get a dummy gun and get lost in the nature and noise.
బెబ్బరు ముద్దా :(, how hardly am I longing for you. Should get to making it.
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ఏమిటేమిటేమిటో
Tripped. All the idiosyncrasies of my thought busted, I land in the same pit I constantly blabber about. Its just that I like it now ? My previous stance now seems rather farcical. It at least feels lot less far fetched of an expectation to discover the one.
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