Monday, December 31, 2007

I got a LOGO

I have created this logo on the eve of the NEW YEAR.
This is a conceptual logo following the "FIGURE & GROUND"
concept. "IV" can be seen in both black and white colors.

Two thousand and Eight

HAPPY NEW YEAR to all my readers!

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Saturday, December 15, 2007

One of the best Advertisements

This is one of the best advertisements I have seen in a long long time. Kudos to the OUTSTANDING company of the year of India, AIRTEL.
I wanted to post this one on the day I saw it but it was not there on YOUTUBE

"There is no wall, no barrier.."
Enjoy it.

Monday, December 10, 2007


This symbol seems to be a very simple one, but this has been been engulfing my mind since last six months. I thought of making another mathematical artwork and started to do so. In doing so, I went through lots of concepts of mathematics which dealt with INFINITY in some manner or the other.

I revised lots of Trignometry to find something relevant which could give me clues for binding the infinity. My mind kept revolving in the realms of Algebra and Calculus to find out ways to portray the infinitum. I drew lots of drawings but none could satisfy me.

I am still trying to open "the closed loop" of INFINITY and may be I'll do it soon.

Friday, December 07, 2007

It's so soothing

Today I got my first blogging award, not on this blog though. I am very excited as my first award means a lot to me.

It's for the Ambigrams Blog which I update every now and then. I am very thankful to EV Nucci for honoring me with Southern Cross Award.

EV is a phenomenal person with pristine attitude towards life. She says that her middle name is Tenacity and Perseverance. This statement itself denotes her supreme character and intrepid human soul. You can read more about EV on her blog.

The award has been created by another amazing artist, Kim Barker who lives in Sydney, Australia. I thank Kim too for creating such a wonderful award. You can see the artworks of Kim at Laketrees.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Do you know Russian?

Even I don't know Russian but for the 33 alphabets in the language.
Recently, I was asked by one of my friends to design something for
him. I didn't have the software, so he managed the software from

To my dismay, the software was in Russian language. I was bamboozled
for a moment that how would I design using that language. The whole
language seemed a cipher to me.

But again, it was a challenge and I took it up and finally did it.

I'm sorry I cannot post those designs but for me, it was a great

I must say,

"Visual language is greater than any other language of the world."

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Thursday, November 22, 2007


You love it and you do it,
Thats where the
FULL STOP starts and ends.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

The Signal Of Joy

One year back I was in New Delhi for a training in my company
which deals in Telecom software.
During that time, we all people went to a Disco for party which
was titled 'CDMA'. I was accompanied by people from
different parts of India and we had loads of fun.

I wrote a poem in that clamorous environment which is a
mixture of telecommunication and literature.

Emotions pouring through the body,
Feelings are sublime.
Warm triggers flowing in the neural structure;
Only frequency of joy varying with time.

Music beats analogous to discrete signals,
Welcome transforms cherished in life.
Cerebrations vanishing to a point;
Smothered by a 'jovial' knife.

People involved in convergent talk,
Multiplexing the threads of happiness.
Frequencies of different directions
Encoding India into a sense of oneness.

The techies emulating the demigods,
Their schemes - GSM, Telephony & CDMA.
Scenario reliquishing the mind;
Enjoyment - The synonym is CDMA.

Anand Bora

Friday, November 16, 2007

I'm a fan of ROCK

I started listening to Rock music coz of my cousins who are die hard GUNS N' ROSES fans.
This wall painting was done by me on their request. It was completed swiftly and to my surprise, it turned out quite good.

Some more tattoos done by me on their request can be found here.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Happy Diwali

The festival of lights,
The music of crackers,
The sweetness of delicacies,
And the blessings of the goddess,
Usher a new era in your life.

Friday, November 02, 2007

I'm frustrated

I have never wanted to write about my life at my work place because it has always been boring and frustrating. But I'm forced to write today about it. I don't get any chance to innovate and apply my mind. I call myself an engineer and the pathetic software industry doesn't even give me chance to do the basics of what an engineer must do.

That's weird. Isn't it? Yes it is. But that is the truth.

The basic of computer science is basic Math. The truth is people would find it hard many times to implement basic math in the Indian IT industry. I don't want to talk much about the industry and its process. I want to throw light on one of the surreal experiences I had, recently. It has been 2 years in the industry and I never had a team. I have been working all alone without any team. The so called team members are sitting far away and they never gave any help of any kind. I have a senior at work place that unfortunately speaking, gets agog at my questions most of the times.

I encountered a problem during the development of an application. I restructured the practical problem into a theoretical question of basic math with 3 unknown variables. I could have solved this scenario by using algebra but the best way would have been to use probability as estimation of one of the variables could be done on runtime by some analysis. I am a bit cranky with probability. So I asked my senior to help me out. Instantaneously, his face got pale. He seemed helpless and his answer was, "I don't know." I asked him that whether he can inquire in the office about the same. He said, "It is highly unlikely that anybody would know probability in depth." Finally, I solved the problem using algebra and algorithmic techniques. I derived a formula and implemented that in the program.
But, I was very frustrated.

That incident makes me laugh at myself. I expect my seniors to be more intelligent than me. I expect them to be a better engineer than me.
Sadly though, that is not the case.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Mathematics & Love

Once a Mathematics Professor went to propose a girl.
He said, "O my lady! Would you accept my -(1+sin(t))
and tie a Mobius knot with me for lifetime."
I plotted the graph at this site.
It's a rotated Cardioid.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Just a moment

I wrote this one when I was in 11th Grade. Hence it is a bit immature and inane.

One out of three is on the roll followed by the other two;
It's just a moment.

The dreams are made and shattered,
It's just a moment.

The scenario changes every other second,
It's just a moment.

Critics turn admirers and contrary the other moment;
Dramatic. Isn't it? But it's just a moment.

Skyscrapers bending to kiss the bottom,
It's just a moment.

Wild nexus - Politicians and criminals,
It's just a moment.

A tree is being freed;
Sarcastic. It's just a moment.

Opportunities in life gone begging,
It's just a moment.

An innocent thrown in dungeons of brothel.
It's just a moment.

Oh! Life being brutally massacred,
It's just a moment.

Moments mapping the whole life;
It's just a moment.

Anand Bora

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Durga Puja

Yesterday, I successfully completed my Navratri fasting (fasting for
9 days).
Maa Durga has been a revelation in my life as her blessings have
always been on me.

I was happy that my dedication towards the goddess was increasing.
At the same time, I was sad that I could not go to my native place
and enjoy the fun during "DURGA PUJA". It's been five long years
and I still miss it.
The crowd of devotees, the hustle and bustle of the Puja pandals,
the cuisines.
Why is it that the Puja is not celebrated in the same manner
in Bangalore as in the eastern part of India?
I know this question doesn't make much sense as every place
is different with its variegated culture and tradition.
Still, this question unconditionally hovers my mind.
In Hindi, we have a saying, "Jaisa Desh waisa Bhesh"
which means "As the country, so is you guise."
So that's how it is.
Nevertheless, I pray that the goddess usher her blessings
over all the beings of the World.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Ever wondered, how alone is a tree!

Some time back I thought of posting this one but did not post it.
I think it is not very well written. May be I'll improve it.

So here it is,

Solitude of the tree, an inkling of 'life',
Is so unknown, night and day;
We enjoy the shade and its halcyon ambience,
Instantaneously, our worries get blown away.

The tree bears the 'ruthless' Sun,
Stubborn life is the stubborn tree,
It stands the deluge of 'time'
Strong foundation is the key.

Wrath of nature impounded on the body,
Loses leaves, loses magnificence, loses tenacity,
Still it stands tall against the odds;
Its solitary life is full of acerbity.

Onset of spring - the greenery flutters;
Cheers, joys, happiness
Inside it discovers, it is still alone,
Lies are more and truth is less.

The feelings - underneath the bark,
Oozing droplets of sap - one, two, three;
Life and tree are essentially analogous,
Ever wondered, how alone is a tree!

Anand Bora

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Creativity Unleashed

I have been a reader of a blog called Damn Cool Pics.
In a recent post called Creative Work of Art from Ordinary Things, they have shown some extraordinary stuff. The reason I am writing about this post is that I had done some creative work of such kinds in the past. It is unfortunate that I don't have any pics coz most of such things I gifted to others who are important to me. Nevertheless, the mentioned blog has become a photo gallery. Hope you enjoy it.
In the next post, I will post something for which I have kept my readers waiting for a long time.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Monday, September 24, 2007

Splendid Referer, splendid content - SAW-ed the Youtube

I have been very fortunate to get some reliable, intelligent and cool friends during the course of my life. One among them is Amit Saurav. He is a brilliant programmer, a computer science freak and a crispy cool personality. Currently pursuing his MS in Stony Brook, he has an aim of stamping his authority in the field of Computer Science. Someday, he will definately do this.

He referred me this link last week as he has seen me doing such kinda things earlier. I can definately make this one but it will take me another 10 years of practise to match the speed.Do visit Amit's blog and Amit's googlepages for his thoughts, insights and achievements.

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Friday, September 21, 2007

Digital Dialogues - The MATRIX

I was going through Wiki Quote and found some interesting stuff on the movie Matrix.
It's dialogues.

Thought of listing a few of them.


  • I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid. You're
    afraid of us. You're afraid of change. I don't know the future. I didn't
    come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell you
    how it's going to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm
    going to show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to
    show them a world ... without you. A world without rules or controls,
    without borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. Where
    we go from there is a choice I leave to you. [NEO]
  • I know why you're here, Neo. I know what you've been doing. I know why you hardly
    sleep, why you live alone and why night after night, you sit at your computer.
    You're looking for him. I know, because I was once looking for the same
    thing. And when he found me, he told me I wasn't really looking for him. I
    was looking for an answer. It's the question that drives us, Neo. It's the
    question that brought you here. You know the question, just as I did.
  • Dodge this. [TRINITY]
  • Don't think you are, know you are. [MORPHEUS]
  • Unfortunately, no one can be told what The Matrix is. You have to see it for
    yourself. [MORPHEUS]
  • It means buckle your seatbelt, Dorothy, 'cause Kansas is going bye-bye. [CYPHER]
  • I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the
    Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine
    years, you know what I realize? Ignorance is bliss. [CYPHER]
  • 'd like to share a revelation I've had during my time here. It came to me when I
    tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually
    mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural
    equilibrium with their surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You
    move to an area, and you multiply, and you multiply, until every natural
    resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another
    area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern.
    Do you know what it is? A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of
    this planet. You are a plague, and we are the cure. [SMITH]
  • Never send a human to do a machine's job. [SMITH]
  • Maybe the machines didn't know what chicken tasted like, so that's why chicken
    tastes like everything. [MOUSE]
  • Do not try and bend the spoon... that's impossible. Instead only try to realize
    the truth... There is no spoon. [SPOON BOY]


  • Choice, the problem is choice. [NEO]
  • This night did not happen by chance. I do not believe in chance. When I see
    three objectives, three captains, three ships I do not see coincidence. I
    see providence. I see purpose. I believe this night holds for each and
    every one of us, the very meaning of our lives. [MORPHEUS]
  • I killed you Mr. Anderson, I watched you die. With a certain satisfaction, I
    might add. And then something happened, something that I knew was
    impossible, but it happened anyway. You destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. Afterwards,
    I knew the rules, I understood what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I
    couldn't. I was compelled to stay. Compelled to disobey. And now here I
    stand because of you, Mr Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an agent
    of this system. Because of you, I've changed, I'm unplugged, a new man, so
    to speak, like you, apparently free. [SMITH]
  • Choice is an illusion, created between those with power, and those without.
  • Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the
    programming of the Matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which
    despite my sincerest efforts I have been unable to eliminate from what is
    otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden
    so assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a
    measure of control, which has led you, inexorably, here. [THE ARCHITECT]


  • Everything that has a beginning has an end. I see the end coming, I see the darkness
    spreading. I see death... and you are all that stands in his way. [THE
  • He is you. Your opposite; your negative. The result of the equation trying to
    balance itself out. [THE ORACLE]
  • Cookies need love like everything does. [THE ORACLE]
  • Why, Mr. Anderson? Why, why, why? Why do you do it? Why, why get up? Why keep
    fighting? Do you believe you're fighting for something, for more than your
    survival? Can you tell me what it is, do you even know? Is it freedom, or
    truth, perhaps peace, could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson,
    vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect
    trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or
    purpose! And all of them as artificial as the matrix itself, although only
    a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able
    to see it Mr. Anderson, you must know it by now. You can't win, it's
    pointless to keep fighting! Why, Mr. Anderson, why? Why do you persist?
  • What do you think I am? Human? [THE ARCHITECT]

Thursday, September 20, 2007

lesser KNOWNS - Douglas Engelbart

They say that for software engineers, console is the best.
But how did the computing technology got an easy interface
for the common public.

Clearly, the human interface tools have played a major part
in bringing the computer closer to the end users.

One such Human Computer Interface device is the MOUSE.
So who invented the mouse?
I think the title of the post explains it all.

Read more about Douglas Engelbart who invented the
mouse with Bill English at Stanford Research Institute.

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007


A 3 minute creation exulting feelings on
Graduation Day.

Exodus from the childhood
The day has come
The alma mater bidding goodbye
Good are the feelings, bad are some.

The period of study has been a struggle
Deeds reflect the truth, reflections are lies
The sunflower must face the sun
Success is at the doorsteps, failure dies.

Expectations are high from 'them'
The 'battle' is yet to begin
I am well armed with my knowledge
Declination will be an offence.

Confidence and determination
The broth of 'studs'
The teachings will be your guidelines
Our knowledge - your 'bloods'.

Anand Bora aka Nandi

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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

lesser KNOWNS - Almon Brown Strowger

Continuing with my series of lesser knowns.

It's so amazing that we can communicate with anybody in
this world at any point of time with just click of a button
of our cell phones.

How has this been possible?
Obviously, there has been contributions from numerous people
from all round the globe. But there has to be some technology
which revolutionised the way we communicate, which automatised
the most important part of the communication.

Here, I would like to mention Almon Brown Strowger.
So, who was he? An engineer or a scientist. To anyone's
surprise he was an undertaker and he was responsible for
automatising a very important part called switching in

Read more about him on the Wiki page and this another page.

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Monday, September 17, 2007

lesser KNOWNS - Larry Tesler

I will be starting a series where I will
talk about some people whom we don't know,
but they have contributed a lot to our lives.

Have you ever wondered about the CCP thing?
I mean the Cut, Copy & Paste. You would be
using it 'n' times a day, but did you ever
care about finding about the creator of the
technology which has drastically eased the
lives of the people.

I think that no one hardly cares.

Out of curiosity, I found this man on wiki
and I was pleased to see his profile too.

Good work LARRY TESLER!!

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Wondering? What does it mean?

It means -

Yesterday, I attended DCampBangalore at Yahoo! campus
in Bangalore. I must say, it was a very different experience
to listen to UI heads of Google, Yahoo, Oracle and Sun
Microsystems. Apart from them, there were other guys who
talked about User Experience & User Interface Design.

Now, coming back to where I started. The PSBEA thing.
Talking about User Motivation, Navneet from Google
explained things on the Basis of Abraham Maslow's Principles.
These Maslow's principles were characterised in the
above format (I took the liberty of forming an acronym
of the same for this post ;)

Another interesting topic was Enterprise 2.0.
After the presentation by Amit Pande, I was just wondering,
how effective can it be to any enterprise. It can
remove a lot of problems of any corporation. For instance,
most of the companies, today are experiencing ATTRITION
problem. I guess, this is more because of Crap Work & Work
Culture, rather than employee satisfaction. A social approach
in an organisation would definately help cut down employee
dissatisfaction as employees would be interacting more and
in turn, would generate some good work and ideas among
themselves consequently benefiting the company.

There were lots of other interesting speakers whom you can find
on the Wiki page of DCampBangalore.

Apart from this, I was impressed with the demo of Microsoft's
product called Silverlight. Additionally, another product
called Expression was also featured which I think, I will
definately use in the future.

Overall, the experience was really fruitful and gave an
insight into the vast emerging dimensions of User Experience.

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Friday, September 14, 2007

You might like this :(|)

Two days back, I added a widget called Minekey to my blog.
I thought of adding it long back, but couldn't do it.
Minekey is a widget which gives recommendations to the
readers who come to your blog to read. The blog owner
can add feeds of different blogs to his widget. The
recommendations are given on the basis of the feeds

The company was a startup of KK and his two friends

It's a good addon to your blog.

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Death - you are a poem

This small poem is the part of the movie Anand.
This movie is among the top three favourite movies
I have ever seen.
So here goes the poem (in Hindi) -

maut tu ek kavitaa hai .
mujhse ek kavitaa kaa vaadaa hai milegii mujhko...

Duubatii nabzon mein jab dard ko neend aane lage
zard(yellow/pale) saa chehra liye chaaNd ufak(horizon/zenith) tak pahunche
din abhii paanii mein ho raat kinaare ke kariib
na abhii andheraa ho na ujaalaa ho
na raat na din
jism jab khatm ho aur ruuh ko saa.Ns aaye

mujhse ek kavitaa kaa vaadaa hai milegii mujhko..

Here goes the English Version

Death - you are a poem,
I have been promised by a poem; She'll come to me.

When pain starts to sleep in the dying pulses,
The moon reaches the horizon possessing a pale yellow face;
At this instant, the day is in the waters; the night near the bank,
It's neither dark nor light,
Neither day nor night;
When the body begins to die and the soul starts to breathe.

I have been promised by a poem; She'll come to me.

I found some interesting posts on this poem.
Ananthakrishnan Narayanan

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Another Blogger's Meet

I attended yet another meet of Bangalore Bloggers on Saturday.
This time, the meet was heavily influenced with discussions which
I guess, were not very relevant in the context.

I know, that people would be against me.
But my point is, as a blogger we should be more open
and should support feelings like freedom of expression, which
in itself is self explanatory.

Nobody wants to be tied down. The issue of the discussion was
- Flooding the Blogaloreans mailing list with unnecessary mails.

The question was - "How to decide the demarkation line between
necessary and unnecessary?" I guess this question has only one
answer which can be decided by the individual himself.
Belonging to a community, the individual is responsible for what
he/she does.

The debate may go on...

Anyways, on my part, I never found any issue with what happened.
This may be because, I am a very strong supporter of Freedom of
Expressions & Thoughts. I am never bothered about the way it is

Apart from this, I enjoyed a lot during the meet.
Played a game called KODA which was taught by Vinu
on the spot. Also, had some nice chat with Prayank.

Overall, the meet was productive and sensible.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Working Anniversary

I have been suffering from illness since last 20 days or so.
Hence, I wasn't even able to update my blog.

Anyways, I completed one year in the company on 4th of September.
To be true, I do not feel anything. It's because whatever projects
I have been involved in, have been very boring but for a conceptualization
project (obviously a futuristic one). Overall, a monotonous experience.
But I did learn a lot, though I did it myself both on telecommunications
and web domain.

There have been two persons (both top Technology persons from IITs) in the company
who have been most impressive. The sad part is I could not learn under them for
long time as I had to move to Bangalore from New Delhi. So I thought
of mailing to one of them and also show him some of my recent works.

I got a reply -

"You are incredible ... as always ... "

and lots of such stuff and suggestions.

I was also once appreciated by the CEO of one company as

"You can be an asset to any company."

But all this does not mean much to me.
After  all, I am doing uninteresting work which I am
trying to make into an interesting one. More so, I think
my knowledge and my skills, both reside only in the alcoves
of my mind.

When would I get the chance to unleash my ideas?
May be sometime.

Anand Bora

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Something New to start

I was wondering how to bring about continuation into my blog.
Just then, I thought I should write something which is humorous
and thought provoking.

Hence, I will be starting a series of two friends-

Just a dialogue.

Anand Bora

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Happy Independence Day

I made this artwork in Photoshop dedicated to my country.
It containg the ambigram of 'BHARAT', Hindi name of India.
Anand Bora

Somebody wrote for our freedom fighters -

What is about these boys that makes them have no fear.
I think sometimes a person can be pushed so far,
that they reach a place beyond fear,
a place where you find strange peace,
where you free yourself to do the right thing.
Because sometimes that's the hardest thing to do.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Chak De! India (Buck Up! India)

Yesterday, I went to watch this movie as it has
been tipped to be one of the very good Bollywood
movies releasing this year.
I got one word for it -


If you get an opportunity to watch this movie, don't
miss it. It's hockey and fun all the way.

The movie is based on a true story of an Indian Hockey player.
You can see the details about the movie here.

Shahrukh Khan has looked smart and his acting is exemplary.

Overall, the movie is worth watching.

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Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Translation of 'Main Shayar Badnaam'

I, the infamous poet, I.. bid goodbye..
A failure in the concert; I.. bid goodbye..
I, the infamous poet, I.. bid goodbye..

You'll find some things from my home,
You'll get a couch book of poetry belonging to a crazy poet,
You'll get one more thing,
A broken empty wine glass; I.. bid goodbye..
I, the infamous poet.

I had to walk on the flames,
I had to sleep on the thorns,
And I had to cry my heart out over my destiny,
Don't know how many such kinds,
I left the remaining work; I.. move on..
I, the infamous poet.

The road is stopping me,
Dregs of life is left,
Don't know what desires remain in my broken heart,
Oh..Leave it my heart.
I salute everybody and I.. bid goodbye..

I, the infamous poet, I.. bid goodbye..
A failure in the concert; I.. bid goodbye..

Anand Bora
This song 'Main Shayar Badnaam' is from the movie Namak Haraam.
The song was sung by Kishore Kumar and the lyrics were given by
Anand Bakshi.

5th 'P' of Management

The 4 P's of management are -
  • People
  • Process
  • Product
  • Project

What can be the 5th P?



A good weekend

I guess last weekend was one of the most memorable ones.
Thanks Chia for wishing me a great Sunday.

I had fun all through the weekend. Loads of ecstasy and
elation coming after long time. The work (which at most
times becomes boring) had become so stale for me. I wanted
some time out of all these stuff which I did.

I went to Hyderabad to meet my cousin, Amit who is pursuing
his MBA for ICFAI Business School. I reached there on Saturday
morning. Initially, I had plans for meeting one of my college
friends, Shudhatm, whom I consider an excellent programmer but
he is an underachiever as a techie. Hence, I went to meet him and
did enjoy his company. We had a good lunch in one of the restaurants
nearby. The food, no doubt, was delicious.

In the next phase of my sojourn in the city, I met Amit
in the evening. We enjoyed some South Indian Cuisines at
Chutneys restaurant. After loitering a bit in the city,
we moved on to the College. I enjoyed the little time
I had, making new friends and meeting new people in the College.

The next day was Friendship Day. Amit and his group of 6 other
friends had plans for some hangouts in the city. Obviously,
I was the pivot point for deciding our itinerary for the day,
as I was the guest. lol. I didn't know about the place, so I
rested my decision on Amit. To my surprise, there were 7
prospective managers in front of me, but none was able to decide
about the place of visit as we had resource (time) constraints. Huh..

Anyways, we were in the bus and we thought we will decide once
we reach the city. In the bus, we could not stop lauging as
all the guys in our group kept pulling legs of each other.
Amit and Pratik(Amit's best friend in the college) kept gibing
each other which infused spontaneous laughter. The talks of Navratan,
one of the toppers, were more so related with studies but
with a sense of humor. Finally, this interesting guy Anish. He was always involved
with his mobile. Intermittently, he would interrupt and talk to us
and pull somebody's legs. After that, revert back to his mobile.

"He is always involved in his miss calls", Amit joked.

Even after reaching the city, we could not decide the place
we should visit to enjoy ourselves. We kept entering and exiting
malls and restaurants. I was getting frustated. The whole
process became tiresome and I was damn hungry. Consequently,
we moved to a place called Eat Street. We had lots of different
kinds of stuff to satisfy our tummy's outrage. lol. Thereafter,
we visited Birla Mandir which is a peaceful temple in the heart
of the city.

I was to leave at 1820 for Bangalore and it was already 1600 by my watch.
We moved to a Westside Mall nearby where we smothered our
precious time by window shopping. Just kidding (smothered!!).
We dawdled around a little bit on the roads, taking snaps,
capturing videos and making fun of each other.

At the end of the day, the whole body ached but the moments
of happiness and joy became memorable.

Anand Bora

Quaerendo Invenietis

I am reading Godel, Escher & Bach these days.
I came around a very interesting statement.


Meaning: By seeking you'll discover.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

I talk to the rain

The flow of rain, cursive,
Running down my skin,
And upon her crisp, smooth curves--
Her divine touch makes me shiver;
Walking on .... I talk to the rain.

She plays with my body,
Mind and soul alike.
The pearly raindrops sunder my soul,
Both rational and irrational.
Walking on ... I talk to the rain.

The rhythms of falling drops
Rings deep unto me;
Her words are "binding"
Like deep thoughts plunging in time;
Walking on ... I talk to the rain.

Her character, beyond human satire,
Impartial elegance, contrary to fire;
Her serenity emerges inside and out,
Cleansing the world - her pride without;
Walking on ... I talk to the rain.

Streams of drops, turning into a line,
Relieved of tension, I feel divine;
Purging my vices under her care,
The Liquid Maiden seems placid and fair,
Walking on ... I talk to the rain.

"Dear Rain! Your elysian touch
Has cleansed my physique as much."
"Noble friend, I am but honored,
I am just glad you remembered."
Walking on ... I talk to the rain.

Anand Bora


Last Saturday I attended Barcamp at IIM-Bangalore. It was simply great to meet new people (predominantly techies). I guess I was a techie who was totally different and who had different things to show. Apart from the jargon of codes, it was more of a social interaction where people shared their thoughts, ideas and had productive discussions on different technological issues.
Though the Barcamp was scheduled for 2 days, I could attend it on Saturday only. There were a lot of collectives(groups) talking about variegated stuff. In our bloggers collective, basically blogging was the real issue.

How to Blog? What to Blog? Why Blog?

These questions were adequately answered by bloggers who had been blogging since long time. KK gave a nice presentation on Widgets. I think I will get minekey on my blog. lol.

What more...

I did have a look at other collectives and 1-2 sessions which were quite impressive too. Also, I did enjoy some discussions people had about blogging.
All in all, the unconference was a nice place and nice opportunity to learn and meet new people from different walks of life.

Monday, July 23, 2007

One of the best statements ever made

I consider, this is one of the best statements ever made.
In the movie The Matrix, Morpheus says,
"There is a difference between Knowing The Path & Walking The Path"

Monday, July 16, 2007

Cracks in the Ethical Walls

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"Supremo of culture and civilization",
It sounds great.
Pragmatics depict something different;
Hidden is the dilapidated state.

Emotions and desire have loosened the grip,
Indiscipline of children grows at will.
'Impressed' development is premature,
Old age will have to pay the bill.

Rituals and customs have been sidelined,
Hybridization of cultures is prevalent.
Excess of anything is always dangerous,
Degradation is incessant.

'Profanity' is the order of the day,
'Respect' - the word has vanished.
Flexibility of Indianism is the reason,
Descency has been banished.

Rules, systems and procedures have changed;
Prestige auctioned in the youth malls.
O! August India... smothered by her own people
Enormous cracks have developed in the ethical walls.

Anand Bora

Friday, July 13, 2007

Translation of Woh Kagaz ki Kashti

In my last post, I talked about "Woh Kagaz ki kashti..", the song sung by Jagjit Singh.
I found an appropriate translation of the song on one of the blogs.
Do check it out.
The blogger calls herself Shaykhspeara Sha'ira.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

The child in us

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Yesterday I saw two boys engaged in a quarrel, the
reason being an inevitable cycle tussle they had.

Instantaneously I was taken back in time and indelible
memories flashed infront of my mind.

Oh!! What days I had in my innocent childhood.

So many friends and so many cousins at home(I belong
to a joint family).

I still remember those days of childish cricket in
courtyards of my home. Those childhood games.

Ah!! How I wish I could go back in time.

The best song which I think makes me remember my childhood
is the song sung by phenomenal Ghazal singer, Jagjit Singh.
The song goes like this,

"Woh Kagaz ki kashti, woh baarish ka paani...."
(That dinghy of paper, those waters of rain...)

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Thirteen Strangers

I attended a Blogger's meet on Saturday. We have formed a group called
BLOG'A'LOREANS which consists of Bloggers from Bangalore.
I wrote a small poem for the meeting and also an ambigram for the group.
The details about the meeting can be found here.


Thirteen strangers from diverse backgrounds,
Come together to echo common sounds.
Purpose, objectives, ambitions and will,
They have enough minds to drill.

Thoughts, ideas and interactions,
Gradually developing into productive communications.
Blogging has been a common interest,
Here, the gregarious youth is full of zest.

'Freedom of speech' seems the common theme,
With time, the group will expand its realm.
'Web' is building a blogger's fellowship,
A greater reach, a social network, a 'virtual' ownership.

Anand Bora

Monday, July 09, 2007

Inspiring Me

Pic Source :
Do such things so that the SOUL of DA VINCI says,


Saturday, July 07, 2007

I see only eyes

This pic has been taken from my friend, SloganMurugan's site.
I have written this poem on his long awaited request.

I see only eyes

This ochre black ambience under diminishing sunlight;
Says something, though in tranquility.
The dark phlegmatic crow seems a knight,
Standing still but ready to roar.

The surreal silence evokes feelings,
Fear, suspense, curiosity.
The 'dark' birds are Satan's siblings,
The demon looks inside 'your' door.

Abyssmal darkness seems to grow,
Eating up the fauna around.
Sign of pandemonium is the crow,
Blinded - I see only eyes.
Anand Bora

Thursday, July 05, 2007

My mom - my goddess

In this cruel world, very few people are honest and hard
working at heart. Very few people sacrifice a good life
for a good cause. Very few people sustain in a joint family
of 60 members. Very few people are deeply caring and loving.
Very few people sacrifice their happiness to give happiness
to others. Very few people learn a lot of things, do a lot of
things and still don't get what they deserve in life. Very few
people have enormous potentials so that they can be compared
to Gods.

An intersection of all these qualities is my mother - a great
cook, a dedicated house wife, a learner even at the age of 50,
a pious person and a great human being.

She is my goddess.
Kudos to you, Uma Devi Bora, my mother!!

Monday, July 02, 2007

The symbol of LOVE

The pic has been taken from this site.

I wrote two lines for this great monument.

"The body is mortal but the soul is divine,
The landmark of LOVE will stand all tests of time."

Anand Bora

Thursday, June 21, 2007

World Music Day

Today is World Music Day.

On this day, I would like to remember one
of the greatest singers of all times in Indian
History, Kishore Kumar.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Another one in the lineup

Yesterday I saw a lonely tree outside.
So thought of writing another one.
Will post soon..

"Ever wondered, how alone is a tree!"

Thursday, June 14, 2007

A translation but thought provoking

This is an excerpt from a famous Hindi song in the movie
"Mukaddar ka Sikandar". The following four lines relate
very much to my first post in this blog.

"zindagii to bevafaa hai ek din Thukaraaegii
maut mahabuubaa hai apane saath lekar jaaegii
mar ke jiine kii adaa jo duniyaa ko sikhalaaegaa
vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

rote hue aate hai.n sab, ha.nsataa huaa jo jaaegaa
vo muqaddar kaa sikandar jaaneman kahalaaegaa"

I have taken this lyrics from this site.
This movie was a Bollywood Blockbuster. The cast included
Amitabh Bachchan. The lyrics had been written by Anjaan.

"Life is so unfaithful, she will ditch you some time
Death is your beloved, she will take you with her
The one who teaches the style of living even after death,
will be entitled as the Alexander of kismet (luck).

Everyone comes crying into this world, the one who goes smiling,
will be entitled as the Alexander of kismet (luck)."

Note: Kismet is a valid English word

Anand Bora

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

One of the wierd creations of my mind

I wrote this one in my teenage years :)


Bounded, closed, boxed, cuffed, trapped
Nothing but I see, the minds.
Chained and roped around by
the physical and chemical changes though worldly.
Brains governing the attitudes, the character
but seems to be a corrupt government.
That naturally is.....
Hard to find an honest one
This mental tug of war tearing them apart
or so to say everybody
The circumstances, situations and events
Driving the capital government crazy.
Trap of emotions being deviced
The gray matter tries to hold on the convulsions.
But these convulsions very meagre
Compared to the logical ones.
The trap more like a swamp
Keeps on pulling you and me.
You and I still hold on that hanging banyan
In hope to survive
The government continues...
Loaded with nexuses and sectors of traps
Clutches on my mind - Silicon carbide.

Anand Bora

Friday, June 08, 2007


A thought of a junior in my college..

We are here to make a dent in the universe, otherwise why would we be here?

He clarified that this has been said by STEVE JOBS of APPLE.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

The Witch

During the lifetime I have had, I have not seen a successful love life.
I wrote two poems --
"Hand Mirror and the Comb" which praises the female entity.
"The Witch" which shows the negative side.
I won't post the former one.
This poem is dedicated to my dear friend, who
got ditched by his girl friend.

The Witch

Her innocent face resembles a goddess,
Beware!! She is a witch in disguise.
You get swayed in her soothing styles,
Only to land up in dismay.
She feigns to be your partner,
But at heart - you discover, you're forlorn.
Her plastic face hides her 'green' heart,
Which is devoid of warmth and sanguine fervor.
Her sorcery enchants your senses,
And her spells guide your emotions.
She uses you, tempts you, plays with you;
The feminine bait tricks the fatuous male.
By the time - you realize...
You are at the brink of annihilation.

Anand Bora

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

On World Environment Day

I took this photograph in Brindavan Gardens in Mysore. On the occasion of World Environment Day, this tree emphasizes the importance of greenery and clean environment in our life. I am a passionate nature lover. On this day, I would stress that please don't throw any plastics in your surroundings. Also, try to use as minimum plastic as possible.

Monday, June 04, 2007


This has been forwarded to me by Jeane Michelle Culp.
I really liked this one.

Customer Service: Can you install Love?

Customer: I can do that. I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready to install now. What do I do first?

Service: The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart?

Customer: Yes, I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running?

Service: What programs are running?

Customer: Let me see!! I have Pasthurt.exe, Lowesteem.exe, Grudge.exe and running right now.

Service: No problem. Love will automatically erase Pasthurt.exe from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. Love will eventually overwrite Lowesteem.exe with a module of its own, called Highesteem.exe. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge.exe and Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off?

Customer: I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?

Service: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke Forgiveness.exe. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge.exe and have been completely erased.

Customer: Okay, I'm done. Love has started installing itself automatically. Is that normal?

Service: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your Heart. Do you see that message?

Customer: Yes I do. Is it completely installed? Service: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts to get the upgrades. Customer: Oops!! I have an error message already. What should I do?

Service: What does the message say? Customer: It says "Error 412. Program not run on internal components." What does that mean?

Service: Don't worry, that's a common problem. It means that the Love program is set up to run on external Hearts but has not yet been running on your Heart. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means that you have to 'love' your own machine before it can 'love' others.

Customer: So what should I do?

Service: Can you find the directory called 'Self-acceptance'?

Customer: Yes, I have it. Service: Excellent, you are getting good at this.

Customer: Thank you.

Service: You're welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the 'Myheart' directory: Forgiveself.doc, Selfesteem.txt, Realizeworth.txt and Goodness.doc. The system will overwrite conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete Selfcriticize.exe from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.

Customer: Got it! Wow! My Heart is filling up with really neat files. Smile.mpg is playing on my monitor right now, and it shows that, Peace.exe and are copying themselves all over my Heart! Service: Then Love is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go.

Customer: Yes?

Service: Love is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you are meeting. They will in turn share it with other people, and they will return some really neat modules back to you.

Customer: I will. Thank you for your help.

Service: You're very welcome.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Words from the heart of a Software Engineer

We, software engineers, were engaged in a talk about girls.
One of the software engineer friend uttered,
"If some girl asks me about heart, I would say -
HEART!! What is heart? I've never written a programming code
for that thing.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Something by Shakespeare

I couldn't resist writing after reading these two lines in a sonnet by SHAKESPEARE.

But if the while I think of thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored, and sorrows end.

The corrected form--

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored, and sorrows end.

I thank Chai Mimi for correcting me.
After all, it is the work of Shakespeare

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Bubbly Isha

I wrote this one for one of my sisters.
She has her B'day today.

Bubbly ISHA

Cute, sober, simple and droll;
So innocent is this roly-poly doll.
Cherubic she is, has amazing traits;
Her intelligent mind has open gates.
An owner of a sharp mind,
She is a 'Jenny' of unique kind.
Her motley talks are so funny,
Sweetness exudes much like honey.
Ambitions and dreams - both are grand,
Efforts will ensure, she becomes a brand.
A life lover by instinct;
Optimism and hope is her cerebral tinct.
Her broad smile refreshes the ambience;
Lovely Isha has whimsical sense.

Anand Bora

Monday, May 21, 2007

I'm on the banks

The transparent water;
Flowing slow and steady,
Dancing on the rocks,
Making its way through my hands.

The music of flow is pleasing,
It seems musicians from heavens are performing.
The jitters and movements of the trees resemble unique dance,
Dancers from the paradise have landed on this mortal ground.

The fluffy and frail clouds belittling stupendous mountains,
The 'coo' of the cuckoo echoing in the ambience.
Nature enticing my mind with her sorcery,
Bewitched!! I'm on the banks.

Anand Bora

I was hearing the instrumental music named Delusion
by Rahul Sharma. That made me write this piece of
Do listen to his music if you get a chance.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Eyes will cheat you - A song of Hindi movie OMKARA translated to English

Eyes will cheat you

Don't trust the eyes
Don't hear to what the eyes say
Eyes will cheat you.

They will blow magic on this world;
Sound sleeps would turn into barren nights,
Eyes will cheat you.

They don't care about innocence; neither kins nor strangers,
Eyes have passion for biting and smiting,
The venom of eyes is intoxicating;
They seed the rainbow in the clouds,
& it rains till dawn.
Eyes will turn you crazy,
Eyes will cheat you.

Eyes will take you to heavens at night,
They give dreams of clouds and rains; show greenery,
I cannot trust the speech of the eyes.
They read and write without receipt or book,
All the talks have gone over my mind.

It rains without clouds
& there are clouds without rains.
Eyes will cheat you.

They will blow magic on this world;
Sound sleeps would turn into barren nights,
Eyes will cheat you.

Don't trust the eyes
Don't hear to what the eyes say
Eyes will cheat you.

This is the English translation of a Hindi song
sung in the movie Omkara, directed by Vishal Bharadwaj.
This song has been sung by Vishal Bharadwaj himself
and it is sung in Indian classical genre.
The song has been written by a phenomenal lyricist GULZAR.
The movie is based on William Shakespeare's OTHELLO.
I love the meaning of the song and wrote the English
version so that more and more people can enjoy it.
If you get a chance to hear it, do it. It's awesome.

Check out the Omkara site for more.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

The First Kiss

The unison of our lips;
Leading to the unison of our senses.

A gush of feelings,
Running like electricity in my neurons.

It seems we are at the margin of the horizons,
And our souls at the intersection of the worlds.

Our breath as pure as the first breath of a new born,
And the taste as sweet as honey.

She starts flowing into my body;
And my emotions start dancing in rhapsody.

The touch graduating to a lasting kiss;
Start of true love is never amiss.

Anand Bora

This is an imaginary creation and has lots of scope for
improvement. May be someday, I will improve it.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Gist of "OLD LOVE"

Old Love is a story of two Doctorate students William and Phillipa written by Jeffrey Archer. I was very fascinated and couldn't resisting writing a small gist of what it contains.

Both are extremely intelligent and intellectual. They both study in Oxford and they are staunch competitors. Still they used to teach each other sometimes. This continued for three years and they both kept equivocating each other in all aspects.

Then came a time of the award of Old Durham Charles Oldham (corrected based on comments and review). This award was given for the best essay by a student. They both do their bit to achieve the award. It so happened that Phillipa's dad died of cancer and she was very depressed. Then William supported her and took her to her home. At some instant he realized that he was in love with Phillipa and so he proposed her on the condition that he won the prize.

The result was out. For the first time, two winners were declared and both of them won the Old Durham Prize. William and Phillipa married after winning the Prize. They kept competing with each other even after the marriage. They were both efficient in their fields of interests. Both of them got offers from different people for work with equal importance. When William was given Knighthood, Phillipa was also given the opportunity to sit beside the Queen.

The only edge Phillipa had over William was that she used to solve The Times Crossword in half the time what William used to do. Phillipa couldn't bear a child to William. They were now old enough but had enough reputation by now. Once Phillipa was not getting a word in the Crossword. William instantaneously filled that word "WHYM WHAM" which Phillipa argued that the word does not exist in the Oxford Dictionary and it is no word in dictionary. William took a bet with Phillipa that if the word existed then Phillipa would read some book(I dont remember the name) which Phillipa hated.

After that William went to his college library. At that moment, Phillipa got a heart attack and she died. Nobody dare give this news to William but somehow he was informed. Then he was found dead in his cabin with a pistol in one hand and a book in other hand.
In that book, the word "WHYM WHAM" was underlined.

That book was never separated from his hand.

Do read this story in A Quiver Full of Arrows by Jeffrey Archer.

Monday, April 30, 2007


So beautiful and so sublime;
Deep as the ocean and abyssmal as time.
The greatest gift to mankind,
The source through which feeling unwind.
It's true, The eyes say everything.

The 'feel' universe exists in the dot;
A blink is enough to tie an emotional knot.
Signs of love cannot be hidden,
They are the enchanting jewels of a maiden.
It's true, The eyes say everything.

Language of the eyes is unique;
Moods are visible, be it joy or fatigue.
Passion, obsession and anger,
They turn RED - a sign of danger
It's true, The eyes say everything.

Their shrinking evokes curiousity;
Probably insinuating jealousy.
Partially showing the state of mind,
Exception is the case of the blind.
It's true, The eyes say everything.

Saline droplets residing at the periphery;
Times of sorrow - they flow continuously.
Deep grief can never be healed,
Still life goes on, as the sight of hope is revealed.
It's true, The eyes say everything.

Anand Bora

This poem still seems incomplete. In the edited version which I am not going to publish, I will complete it.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Thursday, March 29, 2007

Health took it all


I couldn't blog these days as I was struggling with my health.

Now I am better and raring to write.

My creation "The eyes say everything is ready"

Another one is also ready "Hand mirror and the comb"

Will post them soon..

Enjoy Life!!

Thursday, March 15, 2007

The Eyes say everything!!

Another creation on the line up!!

Got inspiration...

Getting it ready..

Monday, March 12, 2007

With You

Adolescence was at its prime stage,
And I was strolling down the park.
Loneliness was at its outrage
And the beautiful world seemed so dark.
Serendipity happened and strange feelings emerged from the first encounter with you.

The heart started to fill with softness
The ambience began to ooze amative emotions.
Your company was nullifying my emptiness;
I began to make lovely assumptions.
Soothing was the first meeting with you.

I could smell you in the wet earthly soil,
Your presence could be felt in my empty times.
You were pulling my life out of turmoil,
My dreams comprised your fancies and sweet rhymes.
Passionate fraternity became the first friendship with you.

Your beautiful eyes asked me questions,
Your perfect lips resembled rose buds.
Your flowing long black hairs were 'winds' annotations,
Affection grew and we became love birds.
Ethereal romanticism was the first love with you.

Your talk was like the smooth drizzle,
I wanted to bedraggle myself forever.
Our love intensified and began to dazzle,
My senses caught the incurable fever.
Pinnacle of 'LOVE' was the first kiss with you.

You became a part of my life,
And so did I.
Unfortunately!! Ruthless time created a rife,
I had to ask a question, WHY..WHY..WHY?
Inexorable pain became the partition with you.

Anand Bora