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While I was watching Baahubali in the theater, I couldn’t help but observe certain subtle and some not so subtle references to the ancient Indian epics of Ramayana and Mahabharata, especially the Mahabharata. I loved the connection!  Theme #1 Cousins’ rivalry – To start off, the underlying theme of the entire epic is the rivalry and discord between blood-related cousins; Pandavas and Kauravas in the Mahabharata, Baahubali and Bhallaladeva here. Adding a little more flavor to this is the fact that one side is the trigger and the other is forced to react, although given their way they would have loved to be in an amicable relationship. Furthermore, both Baahubali and the Pandavas were initially unaware of the hatred spewing in their cousins’ hearts Characters #2 A scheming older generation uncle/father - Shakuni and Bhijjaladeva (Bhallaladeva’s father) – Both these men were cunning personalities and wanted their nephew/son to be crowned and constantly worked i...

How do you face the Sun? When the bed is warm, oh so cozy! How do you walk on thorns? When the garden is soft, oh so rosy! Searching in your dictionary for materialism, Knowing your soul strives for minimalism, How do you stride towards modernism? Leaving behind the cradle of spiritualism! A quarter century gone, Friends forming families of own, How do you move to a land unknown? When you should restart alone; Hamlet rings in thy ears, Mind meditating 'to be or not to be' for years, How do you overcome fears? Aware there is none to wipe your tears; Seek the truth within, To you, what means everything, Leave unturned nothing, In pursuit of that one thing! Inaction you detest, You know not rest, Only wanting the best, You fly from your nest....

I made myself a jack-fruit, My pillow knows it all.. Hiding the truth was easy enough, Until I realized I was lying to myself.. As clouds in a storm and waves on a full moon, My heart is full of tumultuous thoughts.. The price I may have to pay, Silences me into a lamb, Even as the tigress inside rattles the cage.. The equation doesn't balance, Language lost its purpose, My algorithm missed these variations, With my flow chart in an infinite loop, And any change will case a death spiral.. In the restricted section of the Hogwarts library, The Holy grail may know what I should do, Alas, this muggle knows not.. So, she thinks, thinks and thinks Hoping one day to become biased for action.. If Math was hard, and losing a medal hurt, This is infinitely worse, This lingering pain in my soul..

Up Up Up you go,  the view from the top is pretty Harder you push  to reach higher than ever You stop not, for the momentum will die No pause, no rest  to reach and re-reach the top You know you can't stay forever, You know it's lonely there, The higher you go, the harder the fall will be, One misstep and it all shatters.. And yet, Up Up Up you go,  the view from the top is pretty

My mind wanders,  Gazing at you longingly; You are infinity and more,  What a sight to behold! The twinkle in the eyes of        teenagers mad in new love Countlessly compounded        can't match your sparkle galore! Oh! your depth, your poise,  silently witnessing generations vanish    all believing they are here to stay; You watchful guardians  From eons ago; You are here this moment,  But may not exist now! You paradoxical beauty!! I can watch you all night long...