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Success!


If Success is like the Sky:
everybody wants to reach for it and touch it, but never is able to; because it’s all the feeling, one can only feel it, never touch it, because it is all here devoid of any form, shape; it is not materialistic!
If one thinks one is flying in it, one realizes where does it start and end then? If it’s like flying, one must remember one has to take off from one’s base (e.g., the earth) and must remember one has to return or land back on to the base/ground level to fly again; so one has to re-energize/refuel/refresh/restart!
Also, one can be then knocked down off the flying, aka ‘Success‘!
There is no ‘ever‘ concept in Success then!?
So now one comes to realize Success doesn’t have a perfect analogy! It is incomparable as it seems!

If Success is the key to Happiness:
what’s Happiness then? Is it a door/gate or room or house or the world or whatever?
If it’s a door/gate, then it can be breached, can be collapsed and can be broken down!
Then there would be privileged pass, time-bound pass, membership pass!
Then there must be at least a door-keeper/gate-keeper/watchman/security/guard. So one can’t just enter like that, one has to fight for it or cheat that to have that entry. But if that was possible, then everybody would do it some or the other way; but the truth is that it’s not.
Also, with this door/gate-key context, what’s the lock then?
Also, if there is the entry, there must be an exit (forced)!
So it’s not ‘ever‘! So Success is also not forever!
And if Success is an enclosed entity, would one want to live confined forever?

If Success is the state of Happiness:
what’s Happiness then? Isn’t it the state of feeling Happy ( which is again beyond any exact definition)? So what’s feeling or being Happy then? Isn’t it like feeling good, content, nothing to want, nothing to need, nothing to desire, nothing to search for, nothing to ask for, nothing to beg for, nothing to earn, nothing to yearn, nothing new! Then it’s just the way one feels! It’s just one’s state of mind. So it’s all fluctuating. And all this is self-realized, and also self-controllable!
So again, it’s not ‘ever‘! So Success is also not forever!

So Success is tentatively easy to visualize, but not so easy to realize!
Success can’t be exactly defined!
It exists but without any practical existence!

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There’s no Tomorrow!


It’s the World I ever know;
We must live it
to have have some fun;
So come on all,
Join me,
Sing with me,
Dance with me,
Swing to the tunes,
Shake to the beats,
Jump to the drums,
Show your true color,
Be in sync,
To have loads of fun
Like there’s no tomorrow!

~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

Yes PM!


Yes, PM!
PMPrime Minister? Oh no, I am a program manager, oh no, I am a project manager! Forget it! It’s all me, the Portfolio Manager!
Well, no Post Mortem on the warm reception I receive!
Ah! Leave it all aside! I am the PM, Post Master, I am just almost on the par of a Post Peon, I earn so much by so small margin!
Ah! Give me a break! It’s Paisa Money!
Oh no, how could you just miss them!? Paa Maa! Pitaa Maataa!
It’s Pappa Mamma! Oh! Poor Paapaa, Poor Mommy!
Give me a break for God sake! It’s all about Paisa Money!
And guess for whom it’s all the buzz and fuzz; fuss, it’s me!
I am the PM, so called, Poor Man!
Oh, no! My eyes open! It was all fake, God sake, it was all in the dreams I was eating and drinking and sleeping, because I have nothing to eat, nothing to drink, nothing to cheat, nothing to sleep with nor to sleep on; nothing to thrive on, nothing to put on; nothing to live with, nothing to live on, nothing to live for; but everything to shy for, everything to cry for, everything to die for!
And who ultimately suffers, it’s me! Poor Me!
It’s all past, it’s always the night as it seems, it’s always the pm, the last Post Meridien!
It’s all about the PM, Paisa Money! Poor Man! Poor Me!

God, alas! Really, the Poor Me, if the Poor Man the nation’s PM, the Prime Minister! Oh no, why mustn’t I be! They take all votes citing Poor Me, Poor Man!
Not just for the goons, for all even the rest, I am always the Printed Mantra, Printed Money!
I am so Prevalent (man), then why am I not worshipped as God!? Oh no, that’s impossible, how could be so helpless, God!
I always get highlighted, ya, literally; but always blind sighted, actually!
I am always in the words, literally; but never in action, never in motion (except some award winning picture motion), practically!
I am always put on the hot seat, literally; but always under the seat, virtually!
I am always celebrated, but never am I the celebrity!
So why am I not the Prime Man? Why always am I projected as the Present (moment), but always remain that Past Memory!?
I am the Prithvii (earth) and the Mitti (soil)!
Every netaa (leader), all the janataa (people) cite me, recite me, so much Poor Me!

Not am I the Perfect Man!?
Dare to think I am a Poet Man!
The Prophet, the Monk – who just knows it all! Ummm, but never thinks to do it all!
It’s all political, and I am a Puppet Man used by the Politicians, Man!

Ummm, always needing the helping hand; oh, the Poor Me!
Yes, the Practical Me, the Poor Me!

Alas! Again, I day-sleep, discounting the Poor Me, poor moments; never on a premium, yet to live the golden PMoments!
Yes, PM!


~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

AvP CLT20 2011!


Vira’RA RA Re O, GAYLE le la la le O! Bluru ru RA la LEO!
M Virat Gayle Leo Chinnaswamy S Bengaluru!
Chinnaswamy to Chidambaram, Chepauk!
It has all C, C for Chris, C for Challengers!
C for Champions!
Ravi Shastri: Virat Gayle Evening Ladies and Gentlemen! Wanakkam C…Chennai (this time as the final site, final destination); Whistle Podu! Mind’it!

(RAP):
V it has all got printed, V for Virat, V for We, We for TEAM, led by V, V for Vettori, V for Victory!

(Deepika style) Oops, V for Vijay, too!
(somewhere in the stands the not so young Prince of the RK group of Families: Terii toh Taaen Taaen PFisshh!
Camera rolls towards Siddhu aka Siddharth Mallya)
(Katrina style as a cheer leader) M For Maal..sorry sorry sorry…Mallya?!
Vijay Mallya:The name is Mallya, Vijay Mallya! Vijay Sodawala Maalwala Mallya (in Agneepath style)!

V’Ra RA RA Re O, V’Ra RA RA Re O! (E O!)


Vijay Mallya: (to Prabeen) Awesome…(trying to know the name)…
Prabeen (that’s me!): The name is Prabeen…Prabeen Kumar Pati.
Rahul Dravid: there’s a nice ring tone to it!
Vijay Mallya: (to RD) Good Job, Jammy!
Rahul Dravid: (In kind of Shahrukh‘s style) mmmmm…. Rahul, naam toh suunaa hogaa!
Vijay Mallya (n someBODY in the Audience): RA.One!
(Divided by Groups, grouped into Teams, United by King of Mood Times)

Stage Set! (Smile please – Katrina style show) Picture Perfect! Not the movie promo! Match it! Mind it!

Match Glamour commentary n narration by Varsha Chowgle the Glamour ChulBulii:…
RA Re R Royal!
U Rock, Royal vBirat Chrislores!

Opponent: (towards Chris Gayle) Aailaa (in Sachin‘s Style)! (Symonds to Bhajji for Chris Gayle) Commando! … (Bhajji: MmmmMaa’ki…)

RAJINIKANTH: Adaa Paavii! Predator’da! La’ka la ka la ka…

UMPIRE: (to opponents) You, Amateurs (aka Aliens)! Are you Ready?
Predators, are you Ready?
Chennai, are you Ready?
Sight Screen, are you Ready? (implicit Yeses)

Amateurs Vs Predator(s)! AvP CLT20 2011!

Lights, Camera, Action!
Let’s Party! Mmmm… Let’s Play!

(Disclaimer: Full narration, why precast? Copyright Protected!
Watch it, Catch it, Match it! Live or Live Telecast! 8’o clock!
Haa ha haaaaaa….)

Shahrukh: G for G3! On top comes G.One!
Harsha: Going Going Gone!
Bishop: H for History!

(disclaimer: all characters and presentation may not be all fictitious!
Any resemblance may not be just coincidental, but for good fun and celebration! No offence!
C for Creativity…The name is Prabeen…Prabeen Kumar Pati)

~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

Do u wanna…?


Do u wanna kill me?
Kill me, kill me.
Do u wanna feel me?
Feel me, feel me.
Do u wanna talk to me?
Talk to me, talk to me.
Do u wanna meet me?
Meet me, meet me.
Do u wanna hate me?
Hate me, hate me.
Do u wanna love me?
Love me, love me.
Do u wanna hit me?
Hit me, hit me.
Do u wanna beat me?
Beat me, beat me.
Do u wanna miss me?
Miss me, miss me.
Do u wanna kiss me?
Kiss me, kiss me.
Do u wanna be with me?
Be with me, with me.
Do u wanna live with me?
Live with me, with me.
Do u wanna do it?
Do it, do it.
Do u wanna feel it?
Feel it, feel it.

~ Prabeen Kumar Pati