Charlie: Impact of the Djinn

If you have watched Charlie, you will know exactly what I am talking about. Charlie was one of the last movies to be released in 2015, as it arrived as the Christmas release and stole many hearts with its variety and a fairy-tale kind of adventure and love story. The one thing that everyone was expecting and could manage to be sure about was that it was going to be different, and that particular expectation was fulfilled with ease. But there was surely more to the movie than that.

Charlie tells the story of a girl named Tessa who runs away from home to escape marriage. During her stay at the new place, she finds a few things left behind by the earlier tenant named Charlie and becomes very much interested in him. So, she begins her journey to find this stranger who is often referred to be the others as the wind and the djinn. As a wanderer who is seen at many places, Tessa finds her work to be quite difficult, but decides not to stop searching for him no matter what happens.

So, this impact created by the stranger becomes more like an attachment towards the unknown person who lives a free life and remains as mysterious as the djinn. Tessa finds out that a lot of people know him, but she ends up missing him all the time. Each and every time, she comes very close to finding him, but still remains not close enough. It is this search which never seems to end, that is depicted in Charlie. But as you would expect, there is the happy ending which brings the feel-good factor back.

Charlie, both as the character and the movie becomes the example of something that leaves a big impact on us. The protagonist whom we see in this movie is nothing less than a man who tries to make things better. He lives on his own terms and tries to do something good for the people around him just to see them smile. It is the kind of impact that he attempts to make while traveling around the world. A man of multiple skills, he is often nothing more than a fairy-tale character, so difficult to have an existence in reality.

Along with that attempt to do something good all the time, Charlie also makes enough impact on us to think about being different. At no point is Charlie is a man who lives according to the demands of the society. He is not the usual good man whom people are always praising; instead, most of the people consider him rather mental for being rather too much of a divergent identity. But despite his lifestyle being so strange to the common people, he is good, and the goodness is pure, not asking for anything in return.

Lets hope that Charlie‘s impact will stay on the society, and it won’t judge people on how they are leading their personal lives and the choices which they make with their life. There has never been a protagonist as free and divergent as Charlie, and I hope that the society understands that despite what people do with their own lives, they can be good people – it is not about money, assets and job, but about having the will to help others in need along with living life their way. It is a quality worth falling in love with, and it is worth calling for the djinn.

I would also like to dedicate this post to Kalpana, the actress who left us for the better world due to a heart attack. She plays a small, but memorable role in Charlie which has her character leaping into the sea to her death. She was one of the best known actresses who handled comedy, and she was an expert, a veteran in that field. There are so many movies of her which we will remember, and her combination with Jagathy Sreekumar has been simply among the best in comedy. The Malayalam movie industry will miss her, and there is nobody who can substitute her.

***I will leave you with my favourite song from the movie featuring Dulquer and Parvathy as Charlie and Tessa respectively. The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of Charlie.

So, what I am telling you is that if the djinn is good, accept the creature; nowadays they should surely be using the free-will in a positive and more helpful manner than the humans. I think that vampires, zombies, ghosts – they are all doing it better than humans. So, do you like the video song?

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

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What Do You Earn?

[The story so far: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven. Meanwhile, the rest of the magical world remains free of the ridiculous thought procedures of the wizards, but they continue to do so. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders: Shadow Magic which I highly recommend.]

The Wizard of Wind had managed to start a new store in the middle of the city to spread information about the children of the wizards and sorceresses who were earning high salaries. He had made a big list about the same, and had put the name of his son at the top. He was always amending the list and showing it to others, and he had named the place the Hall of Fame with Coffee where he would boast about his family to everyone who comes to have a drink. Anyone who desired not to hear about the same were immediately thrown out of the shop.

The wizard’s idea is not the smartest, but it is mostly the most one-sided.

“But why are you so much after the money? Isn’t there life beyond the strength of coins?” a satyr asked once. He also had the opportunity to repeat the question, which was not going to be tolerated by a wizard.

“You have no knowledge about the truth; you are not even close to knowing” said the Wizard of Wind before throwing him out through the window with the help of his skeletal minions.

“Replace the glass windows and keep them open so that we can throw more people out at regular intervals” he added.
“But it is still the truth, isn’t it? Everyone sees some truth in it” a waiter asked.

“It is not the truth that I believe in and wish to spread. It bothers me and relieves me of my awesomeness” The Wizard of Wind said.

“Oh. Do we need to know anything to make sure that only your truth stands? Is it our ultimate aim?” the waiter asked.

“Just follow the procedure and throw all those who come with any other version of truth right through the window with the same velocity. I wish to make a magical spell which does that automatically, but I am too busy with praising my people and blaming others that I am not that good with the magic any more” added the Wizard of Wind with quite a good amount of anger.

“So, you need only two types of people; only those with a lot of money or the ones who praise your ideas about how it is awesome to have a lot of money with plans to earn even more coin” the waiter further asked.

“Yes, now you got what I want and usually talk about. You can now go back to work” the Wizard of Wind instructed.

“So, the salary is at sixty five thousand. I have to see how these Pounds, Dinars and Dollars convert into rupees and see how much that boy earns. Then I can make a table on how much he saves by making a guess about how much is spent and also how much is needed for his home. Then I will find a formula which adds the salary of the wives if there are any. Only with the money earned can I find out the goodness. Only the rich children can be good and useful people, I know that” the Wizard of Wind told himself.

There will be no talk about the rest of the world outside the Dwarven-High Elf territory.

The Wizard of Wind found it very difficult not to compare people, as it had become part of his life. Now, with a lot of advice gained and the Orb of Negativity, he could always make his plans work in an easier way. The ultimate weapon for pessimism was always within his reach and he could use it to his advantage. The world of politics inside the realm of magic was nothing without people like him, even as he knew very less of how much more he could do if he could have chosen goodness as righteousness.

[To be continued…]

TeNy

Need to Remain Evil

[The story so far: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven Eldar which he takes to The Wizard of Life; he thus attains knighthood. Meanwhile, the rest of the magical world remains free of the ridiculous thought procedures of the wizards. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders: Shadow Magic which I highly recommend.]

“I am sorry, but I can’t hear you” shouted the Wizard of Wind through the personal magic portal.

“You should be able to hear me, because your portal is newer, and it even got the touch screen” shouted the Wizard of Life.

“I know. I got the touch screen just to show people this new technology which can be used with the magic. It is not of any use to me. I just need to show people that I am awesome, that is all” replied the Wizard of Wind.

“Yes, even I want to do the same only. I am hoping to prove that some people whom I don’t like are so bad that it will make me seem like the better person. I will just write a magical letter to everyone that these people are very bad, and also add some psychology to it to prove that they are mentally unstable”.

“I don’t think that people are going to believe you, especially if you add the part about being mental. It becomes a case of spreading hatred against somebody. You can just they that they are not right, and also that they are bad” Wizard of Wind came with another opinion.

“I have been sending letters related to such things about my wife’s family for so many years, because I can’t really blame our wizard and sorceress teams. It feels so good after to have blamed the others. Well, we are all so awesome right? They are the others, and we should blame them only. It gives me so much satisfaction that I can make others seem bad in the eyes of the world. Even though they are all lies, it provides me with the happiness which can’t be compared to anything else, not with the material wealth or even a life in heaven”.

“Actually, the material wealth is very important. It is what should define our lives. This actually brings me to my son, and yes while talking about all the good things, my son and his wife come to my mind. Do you know that how much they earn? I might have told this already, but I need to say this so many times every day, and otherwise, I can’t sleep. And you shouldn’t write bad about the family of your wife, especially if they are lies. It is bad, and instead why don’t you write a letter about our greatness and send them to everyone? After all, we are all big achievers. We should write a book about how great we are and it will automatically make it clear that the others are not good enough” Wizard of Wind gave the idea.

“But I have to speak ill about others. It is the only thing which I have done for the last few decades. I hate everyone who has achieved anything as long as they are part of my wife’s family. It bothers me so much. We should be the superior ones, right? I mean we are like a high caste, the grand wizard legacy which goes back to that time when we were married, and I hated her because she was from the island. I mean, we are like a group of legendary wizards and sorcerers, and what is she but coming from that island far away where people seems to have so much culture. It made me so jealous” Wizard of Life added.

“Actually, they were the superior ones, better civilized, and better cultured even at that time…”.

“No! Absolutely not. We were always the greatest. We have been a united group of brothers and sisters who have loved each other, and have known how to do the right thing for such a long time that…” Wizard of Life kept adding new lines.

“Until the day of the partition. Of course, I wasn’t there, but I have heard what you people were doing at that time, taking sides and giving it a nice fight” added the Wizard of Wind.

“That is only partially true” remarked the Wizard of Life.

“Which part is not true?” asked the Wizard of Wind.

“The part about the fight. I didn’t get to do anything. I was just standing there and listening to all this. I retired from the Great Wizard Council International after that”.

“You just left from there? You can do that?” wondered the Wizard of Wind.

“No, I just took the Voluntary Retirement Programme. It is a fair deal, and as it was the best time with a nice offer, it didn’t do that bad to my career”.

“Did the early retirement bring anything better in you?” asked the Wizard of Wind.

“Yes, I bought a hawk to deliver more letters about others being useless and mentally unstable. I had too much free time after that, you know”.

“So the idle mind remains the devil’s workshop? What they say is true for wizards too”?

“I don’t know about the devil, but I have only good intentions”.

“Yes, but nothing good actually comes out of it; but money is everything – all the things depends on it” remarked the Wizard of Wind.

“But still, I am the Wizard of Life, and I am the oldest and the greatest of them all as I am also the Wizard of Mind” proclaimed the Wizard of Life.

“Yes, title is pretty much working for now” said the Wizard of Wind.

TeNy

Of Knights and Wizards

[The story so far: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven Eldar which he takes to The Wizard of Life. For previous episodes, check https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/11/22/the-wizards-choice/ and https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/12/15/choice-of-eternal-dislike/ *The images used in this blog post are screenshots from my time spent in the games, Oblivion and Overlord.]

“Rise, Knight of the Void” said the Wizard of Life as he raised the sword and presented the Wizard of Wind with knighthood. “You are such a gentleman” he said.

The Wizard of Wind had not only returned with the book and advice. He had also captured the Orb of Negativity. It was not really a capture to be exact. He had threatened a little wizard who had created one as part of his assignment for the School of Wizardry, and forced the kid to give it up. He also used his old age to his advantage, as he always did. The book and orb were going to work so fine for them. They could just unleash the negativity with the orb as it could collect as much as possible through a connection to the spirit world.

About the newly acquired title, it was something that had evaded the Wizard of Wind for a very long time. He never practiced what he said, but can we really blame him, as he had almost no idea about all those things he talked about? But he wanted to show everyone that he was so awesome and knew everything. For the same, he had chosen to fill all the voids with meaninglessness, and this doing was actually a positive thing for the wizards.

The Wizard of Wind wanted to keep the hammer instead of the sword to hit random people.

The Wizard of Wind nicely managed what seemed to be an eternal void, as he made it certain that he had that quality. He used to fill all the voids in his life and make it seem awesome, but at the same time make the lives of others seem bad. If he said something, it was knowledge and if someone else said the same, it was ignorance. If his son said a lie, it was smartness, but if someone else said that, it was blasphemy. If his son loved someone, it was because he was too good, but otherwise, it was a dirty thing to do, and the culprit should be quickly married to some random person.

“I am deeply honoured by this title. I would like to thank my uncle’s wife’s cousin brother’s neighbour’s only son who has been an encouragement for me as he was always there listening to my wonderful ideas” said the Wizard of Wind.

“Yes, you are supposed to be honoured, as I am the one giving it. But isn’t that guy dead?” asked the Wizard of Life.

“Yes, that should be why he listens without saying even one word to me. Now, you can advice me whats next. What would that be?” asked the Wizard of Wind.

“You should visit the place. Then you can start advising him. Come when he is not spending time with the hobbits. Just visit when he is studying at home. Destroy his momentum. You are very good at that” advised the Orb of Negativity which had made a connection to the world of evil spirits.

“But I am busy tomorrow. I have to tell twenty five people about the greatness of me and my family along with degrading a few others. Otherwise I will be very unhappy. After all, the wind is blowing in the right direction these days, and this Wizard of the Wind doesn’t have a job”.

“You are the Wizard of Wind. Just use your wind power to spread the tales. Also add the copyright details with special thanks to the spirits from the Ninth Circle of Hell” said the voice from the orb.

The Wizard of Wind had absolutely no idea what kind of terrible evil he was turning into.

“Oh God. I am so much more interested in money these days. I can’t even bear to see these people who don’t earn enough money. I need to destroy his hopes as soon as possible because his happiness will give me blood pressure. Why would he be happy? I mean, I have so much money and I am unhappy, always hoping to make more money” said the Wizard of Wind to himself.

“I don’t know about that, but all non-Engineers and non-Healers shall suffer. By the way, when you come back, do buy some crocodiles for our magic pond. It looks like Mountain Dew without Salman Khan” said the Wizard of Life.

The Wizard of Wind went home with happiness like never before. He had made things possible, those which he thought was not anywhere near happening. He felt that he had grown wings, and those dark wings of maleficence were larger than he thought they were. It had the strength of a Minotaur and the regenerating power of a Hydra. It was also as venomous as the tail of a Manticore. Tough in the skin like the Nemean lion and most of the random Rhinoceros, the two wizards considered themselves so cool that they ended up frozen in the brain by their own magic wands.

[The saga continues…]

TeNy

Adventures of Simona

The presence of Simona the Lionhearted a.k.a SI-MO the Kitty, the most valiant cat of its times at our home has passed a month in total with a few days extra, as of now. November 28 was her day of baptism, with the date of birth unknown, and after being named Simona, she has made a lot of progress these days. She has turned more playful, and is also so much quicker than she used to be – you can miss her easily if you just turn your eyes away for even a second. And yes, she is having a lot more food, and knows what to do when she needs food.

New avatar: Simona is one of the legendary explorers of the Newfoundland.

Simona is not just a kitten now as she has become part of the family. She is no longer afraid. She seems to understand and realize things better now, like sitting on a sofa only when someone is present, and also to stay with the company of her newfound family instead of being alone. She is never happy when she is left alone, and nowadays, she is very much aware of the house, as she often comes all the way up to my room and starts knocking on the door whenever she wants to play.

A kiss to whatever it is, and tries to bring it down, just because she can. Kitten power.

Sometimes, Simona is the Phantom, the ghost who walks, and it is impossible to detect her, but the cover is blown when she finds a familiar leg which she wants to hug. On another day, she might be The Flash, going faster than any creature that has ever set foot in our house. On another occasion, she might be Mandrake, the magician who plays with her magic wand which should the splinters made of any type of wood. There are times when she becomes the enchanting Carmilla, ready to bite the lesser mortal creatures with her mighty little fangs.

Simona can smell what the Rock is cooking. A big wrestling related question answered here.

Simona was never the first cat that we have given some space in our home. You might have already read about Zeezee (https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/11/06/zeezee-the-oracle/) – the one who is no longer with us. There have been predecessors. There was the pure white kitten which spent time while jumping around our shuttle cat and the pure black kitten which had some happy times around our world, both being hit by cars. There was also another kitten going back to my childhood, which is believed to have been kidnapped.

Simona’s mother had told her that she could climb a tree – first attempt being made here.

But Simona had stayed and mingled with us like no other kitten has done before. She has adjusted with her home and seems to have fallen in love with it. We do keep an eye on her though, as there is a big cat wandering around on the top of the walls and there are lots of stray dogs roaming around just outside the gate. We shall keep an eye on her all the time and try our best to make sure that her time in home remains awesome.

The blue flowers. Simona has seen the Morning Glory and she will soon find the location 😀

My friend, James dedicated this song to Simona and yes she is getting older now – see how much bigger she is now from the earlier post I had put on my log (https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/12/06/how-i-met-my-kitten/) 😀 When this kitten gets older and becomes the La Belle Dame Simona, there comes the bigger responsibilities; may be she can listen to this one later 😀 If you wish to dedicate something more for her, you are welcome 🙂

As I still keep worrying that she might one day go out and be in trouble, you are also welcome to give me some suggestions about having a cat at home. I haven’t had the opportunity to have one at home for this long a period along with becoming this close, until now. Any advice is welcome, but only in the case of cats 😀 May be this will also inspire me to have another pet at home, and the next one might not be a cat – who knows? 😉

TeNy

The Day of the Wizard

*This post has the characters from the story of “Mayavi” from the children’s book Balarama owned by the Malayala Manorama Group. I am taking this opportunity to bring back those memories, and at the same time participate in the #WillYouShave activity.

The dark wizard Kuttusan sat there on the side of the river. His hopes of capturing the Mayavi the little devil were all gone now. He looked into the river and saw his face for the nth time and wondered what he had to do to change the situation. He had considered him the Indian Dumbledore as well as Gandalf, just with a little more of the dark shades – but he was failing, even after knowing the bling bling spell. Why? He wondered.

“Yo, kuttusan uncle. I have heard that you got problems” said a man dressed in red.

“Who are you? Dressed in red? Are you the new pilot of our magic spear?” Kuttusan wondered.

“I am Doctor Shave. I have come with a solution to your problems” he said.

The grand team of three, with mega plans being prepared in the renovated dark cave.

“No, we don’t need doctors here. We get healed by magical powers, especially the tlatiluco spell of healing. There is no cure for baldness though, as you can see from my head. Are you from a hair fixing company? I would like that”.

“No, I am talking about your only problem. Mayavi. The one and only Mayavi”.

“What? How do you know? What about it?” Kuttusan asked.

“Everyone in Kerala knows about that. I used to read it as a kid, but it is only now that I understood the right way to do it. Please listen to my advice”.

“Yes, tell me. I am listening”.

“You have to shave” said Doctor Shave.

“What? Why should I do that? This is the symbol of great wizards. Haven’t you watched Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter? Why would you even have that name? Doctor Shave? Dinkan was a better name” screamed Kuttusan.

“Forget my name as it has no point. There is a lot of negativity going around your beard. Haven’t you seen Mayavi? He never grows a beard. All men should shave”.

“Even Luttappi doesn’t grow a beard. What is the use?” Kuttusan asked.

“That is another case. To be successful, you need the minimum use of brain” explained Doctor Shave.

“So, what do you suggest?” Kuttusan asked again.

“This is Gillette Mach3 razor, preferred by Doctor Shave” said the man as he gave it to Kuttusan.

As Doctor Shave left after giving Kuttusan the razor, he finished the shaving process in a few minutes. He felt fresh and ready to begin his adventure. His only real friends in the world and the essential partners in crime, Luttappi and Dakini were shocked to see the new appearance of Kuttusan. But the great wizard said “let’s go! spear power!” as they started their journey on the magic spear to capture the one little devil who had always escaped them.

On the magic spear – the photo after shaving not available due to security reasons 😀

But on seeing Mayavi resting from a distance, Kuttusan understood the point, which was that there was no real point in what he was doing. He realized that his dark side had become part of his beard as he never shaved for hundreds of years. There was a curse that had passed down to him from generations ago. It had the power of pure evil being passed down to the upcoming generation, something that had awaken when the kid turns youth and grows the beard which was never shaved. Well, now it was broken.

It was the realization that made him ask Luttappi to turn around and go back despite the questions from Dakini. There was no need to capture a little good devil anymore. There were the real devils who needed some real kicking. A good Kuttusan was going to be really terrible for the bad guys. From a distance, Doctor Shave turned into the immortal witch Wraglersterenzul, who had put the spell on the family, and had decided to end the torture. With a smile on her face, she entered the wagon driven by her magic unicorn, and started travelling towards the end of the rainbow where her leprechaun friend awaited with a cup of tea.

*Moral of the story: Shave for the best, and the rest is history.

This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette.

I’m accepting and acknowledging the tag of Ranjini through this post.

*The images used in this blog post are from manoramaonline.com which has a section for Balarama’s comic strips including Mayavi. I’m tagging some of my blogger friends for the same activity: Harsha, Somali, Amit and Jay. Please don’t forget to mention that you were referred by me in your post.

Here are the themes for your blog post-
Topics for Men:
Opportunities – Stories or instances where you missed out on an opportunity because of a ungroomed look.
Luck or Confidence? Will you leave your fate in the hands of destiny or will you step up and say yes to a well- groomed face to be at your best everyday? #WillYouShave?
Topics for Ladies:
An instance when a stubble came in the way of a man’s chance to make a good impression.
An instance when a well groomed look ensured that they struck gold on an opportunity given to them.

TeNy

Dauntless in Love and Care

I have had very few vacation trips as a kid compared to some of my friends who have traveled a lot. But as time passed, I understood the significance of having a memorable vacation journey which would refresh the mind of any normal person. Among the trips I had during childhood, there were Kolkata, Chennai, Goa, Bangalore and Mangalore which I remember. But I am ready to make sure that my child would have more vacations, and all of them shall be better than what I have had in my entire life. *I am sharing two photos of childhood here, the first one taken at Kolkata and the second one at home with my cousin brother.

I was going through an initiative from Club Mahindra at http://membership.clubmahindra.com/TeddyTravelogues/index.html about travelogues written by children. It reminded me of thinking about myself and how I would go on holidays with my child. The first thing I want to ensure is that I remain dauntless, so that my child would know that I will always be there for him, whenever he feels a certain amount of fear about anything. There is this feeling of insecurity that children feel while going on journeys, and I remember having felt the same on so many occasions. This insecurity is like a big mole on a face, as it affects the beauty of the vacation, and the significance of the journey itself is reduced.

From one of my first vacations ever, at Kolkata – a photo discovered in the album and scanned.

The fear that children feel outside their home in quite natural, and the current world, we have to be very careful – these are not the best times for the children to grow up either. So, I would make sure that I shall be the friend to him and be the friend that I rarely had during my own childhood. I have to correct the mistakes from my earlier generation, and it is my duty to make sure that he enjoys, and it is a privilege to make sure that I also enjoy the little things that he does.

Even as I strive to make things happen here, another nice thing I would like to add is another person of his own age to give him company. I would choose a family friend who has kids of the same age to accompany us on the journey so that they can nicely contribute to the fun. Otherwise, I will find a relative with a child of the same age. I have been aware of the disadvantages of being a lone child, and I shall never let that happen to my kid, and it is a promise that I have to make to myself.

An old photo with my cousin brother. Never be the lonely child in a busy universe of chaos.

Well, what is a vacation when the child is not happy? My mother always used to tell me to be happy, or it affects her and destroys the whole purpose of the vacation as it was always about me. She always wanted me to order what I wanted in a restaurant and would have the same thing. This is what I would do, especially when we all have the same thing for food, it is the first step to letting him make decisions during a vacation – his ideas need to be valued. I have had almost no say in even my early education, and I know the pain.

I would let my child explore the world with curiosity, but I will always keep an eye on him, making sure that his vacation universe goes perfectly, and looking at things in the way in which he sees things – it is a perspective that I would enjoy. It will be the best case of happiness for me to see my child enjoying a vacation which I had arranged. It makes my world special. When he loves the journey, my soul takes a leap forward, and it is what we should strive for when choosing a vacation. Let us remember the fact that every step that we make will also teach him something – so lets plan it well to make it a learning experience as well as an entertaining one.

This entry is my submission for the latest Happy Hours Campaign from Indiblogger in association with Club Mahindra’s Teddy Travelogues. I don’t think that Club Mahindra Holidays, a part of the Mahindra Group needs any introduction for any of us Indians. They are among the most commonly mentioned names in their field. For further details about the Teddy Travelogues from them, please spare some time to check http://membership.clubmahindra.com/TeddyTravelogues/index.html

TeNy

Choice of Eternal Dislike

[The story so far: The wizards join at the grand tower to make sure that their sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. They go back from the tower to come up with further plans for such people for making them deviate from their path or somehow destroy their current career so that they would rather sit at home instead of following a career path that they don’t like] https://theteacerebration.wordpress.com/2014/11/22/the-wizards-choice. *The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Spell Force 2.

For the same, the Wizard of Wind alighted from his dragon and travelled to the nearest Dwarven village through the portal, accompanied by his warrior minions to make sure that more steps were taken to degrade the usual courses. The Dwarves were very good at degrading others because they had formed a certain amount of hatred for the rest of the world as they sat there on their superiority complex. It was due to them being forced to choose the same career against their will, and wanted the same to happen to everyone else too. They also wanted to rule the world in one way or the other, and their hatred for Elves was lessened only by their more intense hatred to everyone else.

The wizard had thought that they should travel to the Elves, but had no big opinion about the healers by himself. He had chosen the Dwarven Engineering as the best path. It would have been a one step backward for him, even as he considered it to be a fair thing too. After all, there existed more than one kind of elves.

The Wizard of Wind has to keep his dragon outside to enter the portal. Still fair.

“Keep your minions outside. Only if your son or daughter has studied Dwarven Engineering, can you can enter. Otherwise choose to go back” said the Dwarven security guard at the village.

“Yes, my son has studied it. He is even working a lot hard these days, far away from home”.

“Then, come and have a seat. As you are a wizard and spends your time saving the world, we are not asking you for any proof for the same. I hope your son can’t come back home very often. It is what the Dwarven Engineering is about. We make sure that all your sons and daughters earn the most money and also separate them from their families, leaving them in a different world where they can prosper and reach new heights. It also gives you an opportunity to blame the rest of the people who are with you”.

“It is not why I am here. There is the need to destroy the focus of one of my nephews who is following a different path. He is going to write some tests, and we have decided that he shouldn’t get a job, and for the same, we should destroy his concentration. We can’t really stand him getting any better in his path. We want him to deviate from there and listen to only what we say”.

“So where is this person right now? Can I see him?” the Dwarven Eldar asked as he entered the room.

“He is writing literature and studying the same with Halflings in the land of Perumburia”.

“Damn those Halflings. They seem to think that they are better than us just because we have the same height. But there is nothing that stands against the Dwarven Engineering. We create everything in this world, and they think that supporting creativity and imagination is to help them gain anything in this world? Teaching love and passion is stupid. Everybody should only be making money, and that is what they should have always been thinking about. We shall attack them one day with our newly created weapons and armour”.

“Can you just give an idea to stop him right now? We are desperately in need of something. We can’t think properly now”.

The portal connects the lands, as the Wizard of Wind enters the Dwarven village.

“Are you out of ideas all the time? Just keep giving him some jobs to make sure that he doesn’t study. At the same time, make them look very important so that he can’t deny them. Never help him with his academics and make him feel that what he is doing is insignificant. Also use words about how he is not good enough, and praise everyone else other than him and make him feel inferior and a complete waste with your talks. Here, take this Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” said the Eldar as gave the book to the wizard.

“I can do that with ease. I shall always praise my son and make sure that I blame him for something everyday. Everything that he does can be used against him, and each word that he says will be considered as a weapon against him, which means that he won’t do anything that we don’t like. How often should I do it? Everyday before food or just three times a day”?

“Wizard dude, this is not a medicinal tablet. Just do it as much you can. There was not even the need for this if we were not infested by hatred”.

“Okay. But one question haunts me. Why are these Dwarves under the sofa here playing hide and seek? Are you not supposed to be awesome engineers who do nothing other than science”?

“These are kids. We all look the same from the age of eight. This is why we are called Dwarves. Do you get it?” asked an angry Eldar.

“Yes, of course. Right. I think I should leave. Here is the price for your advice and the book” said the wizard as he gave the Eldar two magic orbs and left the place.

“Is it even going to work?” asked the guard.

“I am pretty sure about it. Halflings are a weaker breed. Those who stay with them are also supposed to be weaker. May be he will kill himself. It should be the best part of the same. One person less would be good” replied the Eldar.

“Let’s play some mind games with these people, right”?

“Yes. They will have the same opinion all the time, and nothing will change about it. So lets see how it goes. One thing is sure though, that this is going to create a terrible influence on the boy as well as his parents. I wonder why these people are saying things like these to their own brother whose son is targeted. That would also lead him to worry a lot for absolutely no reason. But this is something that we enjoy. There will always be the option to study and go for a job, but that will never work as every second will be strain”.

The wizard had begun his journey back to his people, guarded by his warrior minions against the foul creatures around. It was tiring, but he knew that he had everything that he wished to have, and it was something that would bring joy to everyone. He made his way back to the portal that took him back to his dragon which transported him back to the wizard’s tower.

[The saga continues…]

TeNy

Immortals Among Men

We all need our gods. There is no other place where one can be more proud about the existence of God than India, which is indeed a great boost for my own spirituality and beliefs. We have cricket God, and not knowing him is a crime which can bring the religious fundamentalists to abuse, and a later stage of the same can give rise to the worst activities. That should be considered a terrible phenomenon denying someone the right to ignorance, but that story is different. Still, there was always the possiblity of gods in other forms of sports, and the same thing was recently discovered with the use of tennis God to refer to Roger Federer. Yes, it is about that impact that they bring, and despite not being omnipotent as one would expect from gods, they are always loved by people and the viewers always cheering for them.

Well, what is it about being a God? I wouldn’t use that word though, and I will choose to replace the same with the word Immortal. There are Immortals in every sport. We can write them off, and hope that they will go away, but they don’t. They fail to die and there is such clarity associated with the elixir of life which runs through their veins that digging a grave for them would only mean digging one for yourself. Some of the greatest players in the history are often resurrected. For the same, they actually have to die off. But in the case of Immortals, they were never gone and can’t ever disappear. Their game can fade, but not their class. Being a god needs omnipotence, but an Immortal doesn’t need that, and the lack of that quality makes him closer to humanity. We can have golden ducks and the scores of nineties, we can have first round exits and epic final losses, and it is how everything should work.

Roger Federer and Novak Djokovic (From ATP World Tour Finals Website)

Then there was yesterday night. I had witnessed dark clouds gathering on the sky in the evening, but they had soon chosen to wait and show allegiance to the clear sky that Wimbledon had in store, as enough thunder and lightning was actually at on the ground. An Immortal, one who is worth being called the greatest of them all, was taking on someone who was looking to have his place at Mount Olympus, establishing the D-throne. There was thunder and lightning being served, and quite a number of them caught the magic wand and returned on contact. The magic was in the air, and there were legends of other battles watching from outside, cheering for the greatness that awaited them at the arena of great champions, where Immortals have clashed with humans or even battled against their own kind searching an elevation of their status.

The human was rather the favourite, and he has been so for a long time. He was a man who proved to be able rise above the Immortals and seize his glory to become another one himself. The other demigod from the island had lost his weapon early. Meanwhile, another Immortal had been defeated too early, the one who possessed the power of a Minotaur had to bow out as he had tasted the best of humanity in a battle which shocked the world of both the immortals and the believers. It is the best thing about being a mortal, you can surprise people with your awesomeness, but for Immortals, that is not the case. Immortals are always expected to win, and even if they win against another Immortals, it is taken as granted. It is only by losing that they can bring the surprise factor.

The human was sure to get that win, before the final charge was ever to be possible, but the Immortal was never finished, and they never are unless they say it themselves. They are the masters of twists, and the threads of fate runs around their bones. But it had to finish in the final round, because the human was no longer mortal for he was near immortality, and was so much close to that fountain which sprinkled the elixir and he took that extra step to taste the stuff. He was a demigod there, not an immortal, but Djochilles the Great was a man who was better than all demigods, a step higher than them all, and one moment was always going to be enough for him – it was the moment when even the Immortal faltered, the age and the vision of a Ragnarok catching up on him, and in a reversal of what happened in the previous set, the demigod became the Immortal, and joined his two contemporaries at Olympus.

The Immortal causes of Roger Federer (From Roger Federer Foundation Page)

Congratulations, Novak Djokovic, the Wimbledon champion of 2014, and the new World No. 1 also becoming the only person other than Rafael Nadal to beat Roger Federer in the Wimbledon Final, the greatest stage of them all. He also ties the number of titles with Nadal. At the same time, Federer also proves why he is considered the GOAT (Greatest Of All Time), with that wonderful performance which he came up with, even when he is turning 33, an age which is not kind to the Immortals of Tennis. He will always be the greatest among Immortals, and that “God” status will be readily available for him, for that 237 consecutive weeks of being World No. 1 is not of this world. He is not finished yet, and we are sure to see more of the immortality at the court.

TeNy.