Let Nature have its day!

End of first week at work,
You have already lost track of the clock.
With berries in your pocket
Your mind is in a docket

To the daffodils of Wordsworth
And leisure of Davies
Humor from Scott
Wit from Buchwald


Throw open the rules
Throw away those tools
When at 9 you walk a mile
Tiredness gives away to a little smile

Sipping cup of coffee
Listening to the odyssey
Staring at the beauty
Munching some fruity


Ecstasy to attain
Outside the window pane
Dance in the rain
Away from the unnerving pain


The smell will be over
Before you even realize
For something gives hint
But the Nature just arrives.

Stuck on the first smell of rain this monsoon

A dream come true for underpriviledged students

Akshaya Patra is the free midday meal scheme in Karnataka.  Where is this plant?   Who owns and operates it? This is the daily midday meal scheme for underprivileged kids. The kitchen from the outside - a three-storey building which uses Gravity Flow Mechanism developed in-house by our team. Each kitchen has the capacity to cook between 50 000 to 100 000 mid-day meals per day. Costing approximately 9 crores to set up, they are built with funds from public donations.

The kitchen from the inside,
consisting of rice cauldrons each of which
cooks up to 110kg of rice in 20 minutes.
Sambar cauldrons cook up to 1200
litres of sambar in two hours.

 

 

It is washed thoroughly on the 2nd floor

 

 

Washed rice is sent down the chute to the
1st floor

 

 

Rice pours down into steam heated cauldrons
for cooking. The entire cooking process
takes place on the 1st floor

 

 

Super heated steam is used
to cook food instead of flame.

 

 

When cooking is finished, it is
loaded into trolleys

 

 

Cooked rice is sent down the chute
to the ground floor

 

 

It flows down the pipe into containers

 

 

Piping hot rice on its way to being
loaded into food vans. Around
6000 kilosof rice are cooked daily
in each kitchen.

 

 

Food materials in Kitchen

 

 

Stock in the kitchen

 

 

Washed dal and vegetables flows
down the chute into sambar cauldron on
the 1st floor.

 

 

Vegetables and dal ready to be cooked

 

 

Sambar being cooked on the first floor

 

 

Cooked sambar is packed and sent to the
food vans to be loaded.

 

 

Chapati dough is mixed

 

 

Heavy rollers flatten the dough into
thin sheets

 

 

Dough is cut into the classic round shape

 

 

Making chapatti

 

 

Collecting all the chapattis

 

 

Transporting akshayapatra food through bus

 

 

Happy Kids

 

 

Students benefited from akshayapatra

Dream on

Every time I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It goes by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
is in books' written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dreams come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dream comes through
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On

Sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away......

DREAM ON!

Happy Holi

United colors of life,
Sparkling color of its emotions,
Singing all in Unison,
Across it spectrum and Depth of Pattern,
Rejoice it wholly,
Wish you a Happy Holi.

.. Play safe.

Why we Lie?

Why we lie?

In the heat of competition

In the thought of winning

Whatever we may vie

…. Why we lie

For the half truth

Or the half deny

For the compulsions we may shy

The truth is we often lie

The mirage we create

Part we disseminate

And part we hold

To look bold

Sometime intimate

What we cannot even ruminate

Exasperation

We cannot ventilate

Matter over mind

Matters in grind

What is already known?

Is never a find

Theft of word

Words full of debt

Crisis for dead

That dead looks for more apt

Point of views

Points that opine

We can see

Yet we belie

The truth of youth

For which everyone needs sleuth

Keep chewing it

Although not a sweet tooth

It is time for confession

To the next booth

Or silence

Till we die

We the People

On the eve of 62^nd Republic

East’s own Constantinople

Largest Constitution

Who is the Disciple?

Of all the Opportunities

We look to grapple

Population will double

Economy Quadruple

We are growing nation of future

Always in a form of past participle

The race of Olympics

Or the record of weasel

Despite the wealth of Forbes

Every happiness giggle

Rights are from the institution of Chapel

And Duties are not matter of Gospel

The fighter of the Red Terror

Is locked with the sickle

Inflation of the Onions

Or Fuel of the fickle

Price of Gold, Price of Silver

Pulses are no longer worth just a nickel

While we do cheers

Rice is still the staple

Corruption have bought the mind state

And brought nation to cripple

In spite of all the individual ripple

Still we say ‘We the People’

"Happy Republic Day!"

The Marathon of Mumbai - Beyond 26 miles & 385 yards

In its cloud are the drops of dreams

Its own filth and films

In its own Streets and Bay
Lies the Thoughts of  Bombay

Reel or Real....

... Its a Marathon to live in Mumbai... Starts in Morning.... from one end of the city...... With high spirits.... Full of Energy..... At one tethering end of emotions...... Full of Buzz...... 

 

The dawn is radiant

 We Worship God , GOD Size!!

In its water lies stories of rains, tragedies and heroics.......

 Vibrant are colors of its nature

and

Colors of its people

Extending helping hand -Always.

Cosmopolitan

Pride in its filth and dirt

Modern....Technology Embedded

Simplified and Advanced Thinking

Reading its own and others..... Fast and moving

of its NEW and OLD

Efficient in its approaches

 

.... In some sense it idolizes ..Citius, Altius, Fortius ... The Olympic motto in its own sense

From its ups to down and back up on its Feet

The dusk is as golden.

 

The City breathes to live another day  ... Fight another Day....

 

 

 

There is Mumbai beyond its physical areas but that indomitable spirit lives on in its true style, unshaken and untouched....

बम्बई, मुंबई, Bombay,મુંબઈ, ممبئی

Happy New Year

Living bad memories and thoughts in the rear
For heart that’s so near
Novel ideas and plan to chalk
And then walk the talk

Riding on the bulls
And better off without bear
For the insurmountable targets we can tear
For the optimism, that even pessimist can hear

Off all the rules we can jeer
To the music we can all veer
Madness better than the Lear
Smile that is a killer

I may call you a greater rascal
Even in set of peer
With weight of few more Pascal
A pride we can all wear

To usher in a world where the mind is without fear
In all new gear
And with lots of cheer
Wish you a Happy New Year

http://dineshbuddies.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolutions.html

Michael Jackson on Tata DOCOMO

Awesome

Smile O.K. Please

When life is fickle
Amidst the chaotic ripple
Know it is not simple
To create that pink dimple

In this long race
A second or two of retrace
On this stern edifice
It created a happy face

I am not Jack
For time is luck
Because of work
I often smirk

On a slip of banana
Or missed shoes buckle
Once in a while
You made me chuckle

I can go an extra mile
Look calm for a while
Makes me a little more agile
Thanks for that Smile

Lord of all Things

The lord of Beginnings

Embodied with all Blessings

Even with half a tusk

 Makes everything work

The arc of trunk

Makes our worries shrunk

Residing in everyone’s base

My lord of divine power and face

Of his prayer and Oath

Dare you Loath

Born on the four

With rising moon which has all cure

Personification of Aum

Ensemble with a mouse,

Brings essence of home

To the ambience of house

Auspiciousness with sweet

I worship flowers at your feet

!!Ganpati Bappa Morrya!!