MY Experiences With Life
I open the pages of my life here. And intend people who know me to know me better and people who dont know me and want to know me also to find something about me. For me, its a place where I speak out to someone who has only ears and no mouth. In this Blog, I search for a friend who shares my life without any prejudices...
Wednesday, May 4, 2022
Monday, May 2, 2022
Dance Like a Man! (Inspired by the play with same name, written by Mahesh Dattani )
My first memory of dance!
Its been almost 22 years now since I started dancing. I remember those walks to my dance class which was about a kilometer away but the ups and downs of the roads defined the journey more than its distance! I only have good memories with my first teacher as she was a very gentle lady who was always smiling, it was not a very crowded class and I was also not being judged for my talent yet perhaps, but I can feel the echoes of those classes, it still feels dark and hollow somehow. It was just a classroom of a very small school near Gayathrinagar, could never compete with todays studios. All the items I learnt were my mom's favorites.
One class I remember very specifically is when two older girls who were learning in my class were talking to themselves and giggling at me, I became curious and amused at that, I hadnt got so much attention from a non-family member ever. They secretely took me to the adjascent room, cajoling my mother to wait....to tie me raakhis. It was even more celebratory for me because I had no girl siblings and I have always wanted one, always imagined I could emotionally bond more with a sister.
Fever Gone.
I remember very strikingly, during my high school days, I had fever and cold and had procrastinated about attending that day's dance class all the way from school to my class but somehow made up my mind to not miss it, after an intense session that day, for the first time in my life I realised with some intense physical activity, cold and fever could be cured. However they came back even more stronger next day.
Evenings at the station
Many months after I had quit bharathanatyam, ofcourse not informing my teachers, I used to lie to my parents just to collect fee money and ofcourse to keep them from shouting at me for quitting, my class times were spent on my favorite railway station benches with my close friend, in my dance costume. I can still feel the fear of getting caught, fear of unknown future, as I remember those evenings and write about them.
A horrible incident
It was a crowded class and many students who were not even from my class were together practicing for the annual event coming in a few days. I remember my mother beating me in front of everyone and forcing me to attend the session while I didnt want to for some reason I dont remember now.
My Junior Exam
For the first time, I was getting to show my dancing skills to outside world. I remember we had some rigorous practice sessions over the past couple of months for this day. And I was not the most appreciated student of the class, there were other girls who were more graceful. But I secretely wished and almost knew my teachers knew nothing about my talent and grit. I thought I will show everyone how talented I was in the exam. And there I was at the exam center waiting for my turn, I had practiced in the morning and my bells, which protruded till my feet were hurting. While dancing in the exam hall, my feet started bleeding, I continued dancing and I remember the examiner really appreciating me. My exam results were good but I was not the best or even close to the best in the state.
Days of a tease
My second dance teacher used to come to our house and teach. She was different than my first. She felt more like a woman who wanted to work and make money, more ambitious and who wanted to settle in life. I was not too fond of her but I didnt hate her either. This was a chance for my mother to also learn with me and a few other friends who joined our class just because she used to come home to teach. I remember learning on our big terrace which had a cement floor. There used to be big fights in our house about my mother learning to dance, my grand parents were not happy that other men could see her dance. That created another kind of fear and inferiority in me. I started fearing if my other friends who were boys saw me and my mom dance and tease me when I played cricket with them. So more than dancing itself, I used to always look around on other terraces if someone had secretly sneked in to see us dance and laugh.
Monday, February 17, 2020
The climate change
Thursday, January 9, 2020
Best friends for life
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
ಶೂನ್ಯ
ಗೆಲಿಲಿಯೊ ಪುಣ್ಯಾತ್ಮ ಭೂಮಿಯೇ ಶೂನ್ಯವೆಂದು ತೋರಿಸಿದ
ಡಾರ್ವಿನನು ಜೀವನದ ರಹಸ್ಯವನೆ ಬಿಡಿಸಿಬಿಟ್ಟ
ನಾನೇನು ಸುಮ್ಮನಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ ಯೋಚಿಸಿದೆ ಪ್ರಸ್ತಾಪಿಸಿದೆ ವಾದಿಸಿದೆ
ಅದು ಸತ್ಯ ಇದು ಸತ್ಯ, ಅದು ಸರಿ ಇದು ತಪ್ಪೆಂದು ವಿವರಿಸಿದೆ
ಮಾರ್ಕ್ಸ್ ಗಾಂಧಿ ನನ್ನ ಕಲ್ಪನೆಯನ್ನೇ ಬದಲಾಯಿಸಿದರೆ ಹಿಟ್ಲರ್
ಸ್ಟಾಲಿನ್ನರನ್ನ ಕಂಡು ಭೂಮಿಯ ಮೇಲಿರುವುದೂ ಶೂನ್ಯವೆಂದರಿತೆ
ಶೂನ್ಯದಿಂದ ಮತ್ತೆ ನಾ ಹುಟ್ಟಿ ನನ್ನ ಜಗತ್ತನ್ನೂ ವಿಸ್ತರಿಸಿದೆ
ಮನೆ ಊರು ಪಟ್ಟಣ ಮಹಾನಗರಗಳ ಸರಮಾಲೆ ಬೆಳೆಸಿದೆ
ಸಾಲದೆ ಒಂದು ಕಟ್ಟಡದ ಮೇಲಿನ್ನೊಂದನ್ನು ಕಟ್ಟಿ ಆಗಸವನೆ ಮುಟ್ಟಿದೆ
ಕಡೆಗೆ ಕಾಡು ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಯೆಂದು ಪ್ರಾಣಿಗಳ ಪ್ರೀತಿಸಿದೆ, ಸಂಹರಿಸಿದೆ,
ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಗಿಂತ ದೊಡ್ಡವನಾಗಿ ಅದನ್ನೆ ಸಾಯಿಸಿ ಬದುಕಿಸಲು ಹೋದೆ
ಸಾವೇ ಸುಳಿಯಬಾರದೆಂದು ಔಷದಿಗಳನು ಅರಿದು ಸವಾಲೆಸೆದೆ
ಸಮಯವನ್ನೇ ತಿರುಚುವ ವಿಮಾನ ಮಾಡಿ ಹಾರಿದೆ ಹಣ,ದೇಶ,ಭಾಷೆ,
ದೇವರನ್ನು ಸೃಷ್ಟಿಸಿ ಶೂನ್ಯಕ್ಕೆ ಇನ್ನೂ ಶೂನ್ಯಗಳನ್ನು ಪೋಣಿಸಿದೆ
ಅಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ನಿಲ್ಲದೆ ಅಪ್ಪ ಅಮ್ಮ ಹೆಂಡತಿ ಮಕ್ಕಳಿಗಾಗಿ ಪಾಠ ಕಲಿತು
ಕೆಲಸ ಮಾಡಿ ಗಿಡ ಬೆಳೆಸಿ ಮರ ಮಾಡಿ ಬೆವರಿಳಿಸಿ ಬಸವಳಿದು
ಸುಸ್ತಾಗಿ ಸೊರಗಿ ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಶೂನ್ಯವನ್ನೇ ಕಂಡೆ,
ಅದನ್ನು ಕಂಡು ಹಿಡಿದೆ ಎಂದು ಬೀಗಿ ಖುಷಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಚೀರಿದೆ ಅಷ್ಟರಲ್ಲಿ
ಪಕ್ಕದವ ಚಿವುಟಿ ಹೇಳಿದ, ನೀನು ಶೂನ್ಯದಲ್ಲಿನ ಶೂನ್ಯತ್ವವನ್ನೇ ಮರೆತೆ!
An old article from SAP on my journey in Theatre
The Blending of Passion and Profession
For Sriharsha GN, the stage and software development share a lot. Through theater, the SAP employee from SAP Labs India is helping colleagues discover hidden talent. |
Sriharsha’s passion for drama started at a very young age, when he participated by chance in an acting competition and won first prize. “From then on, I was very keen about performing onstage,” he reflects. In 2001, Sriharsha won “Best Supporting Actor” from India’s National School of Drama. Even after finishing his engineering degree and beginning his career as a software engineer, his passion for theater remained. That’s when he joined WeMove, “the place where people like me meet on Saturdays and Sundays out of passion and talent,” as Sriharsha puts it.
The 28 year old has since won many accolades for his acting talent, taking part in the planning, direction, coordination, and even the writing of poems and scripts for WeMove. Today, he is in charge of all creative elements for the theatre.
But the story doesn’t end there. Since joining SAP in 2008, the boundary between Sriharsha’s profession and acting has blurred. He maintains a very real connection between his role as software engineer during the week and performer/director/coordinator on weekends. And this is the way he likes it.
Drama as a Way to “Learn by Unconventional Means”
In June, as part of SAP’s 40 year celebration, SAP Labs India (SLI) produced an adaptation of Moliere‘s comedy. The more than 20 cast and crew members of the play were all employees of SAP Labs India, many of them had never set foot onstage. The production combined the disciplines of acting, directing, design, art and technology, and fostered the development of employees in the areas of teamwork, coordination, and self expression.
According to V R Ferose, managing director of SLI, the theater production for 40 years SAP was part of a larger initiative with focus on learning via unconventional means. Drama is just one activity that the leadership team in Bangalore is supporting to expose employees to unconventional sources of learning. Another activity is visiting and learning at schools for the blind. Ferose is sure that this trend is not only relevant to India. The recent international bestselling book “Jugaad Innovation,” documenting frugal and flexible innovation practices, mentioned SAP Labs India for its unique practices in this area, saying it is a testimony to the creativity of its employees.
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For example, coordinating productions for his theater group has inspired Sriharsha to apply LEAN methods at work. “Coordinating with so many people and artists, and creating and defining processes under deadline pressure in my theater group has enabled me to take up the challenge of introducing LEAN culture in my team at SAP,” says Sriharsha. “I am now a Continuous Improvement Round Table member for my team and I have thus contributed my part in this journey of SAP towards LEAN.”
In turn, Sriharsha’s work experience has flowed back into his theater projects: “SAP has taught me the true spirit of balancing processes and creativity while making a product. I also have a vision to use what I have learned at SAP to create entertaining products through my theater group.” Sriharsha has even instituted SAP’s collaboration and decision-making tool, SAP StreamWork, in his theater group. “There were times when we had to plan for several theater performances in parallel – including the complexity of work streams for each production. Since I knew about SAP’s social collaboration tool, we were able to use the solution to take decisions quickly while working remotely.” Sriharsha took advantage of SAP’s offer to non-profit organizations to use the tool for free. “It was a golden opportunity, and people liked it,” he explains.
Theater instills confidence
Theater has had another positive effect on Sriharsha’s work life. It’s improved his confidence in himself and the connection to colleagues. “The praise and feedback from my colleagues when they watch my performances increases my closeness with them at office. This has made me very creative and confident in my daily work, as well as when taking up challenges on the job,” Sriharsha reports.
Sriharsha has seen the same transformation happen to colleagues in theSLItheater interest group. He is one of the founding members of “Rangabhoomi – AnSAPTheatre Interest group”. Here Sriharsha plays a leading role in engaging employees in theater and the creative process. “Software engineers should experience the power of theater acting, and it will really help change perspective,” believes Sriharsha. “I’ve seen a huge change in the people that have participated. Their confidence levels were higher and their thought process was totally different,” he assesses.
Life on the stage has helped Sriharsha connect better with people, develop empathy for others, and approach life in a better way. “I think it is very important to dream and achieve what you have dreamt as it only makes the world a better place to live,” he says.
Written by Paul Baur, SAP
Monday, June 15, 2015
My Hybrid Life!
ಜೀವನವೆಂದು ನಾಟಕರಂಗ?
ಕನಸಲ್ಲೊಂದು ಕನಸ ಕಂಡೆ
ನಾನು ರಾಜನಾದ ಹಂಗೆ
ಅದರಲ್ಲೊಂದು ಆಸೆ ಕಂಡೆ
ಆದರಲ್ಲೊಂದಿತ್ತು ಅಚ್ಚರಿ
ರಾಜ್ಯದ ರಾಜನಲ್ಲ
ಆಡಿದ್ದೆ ನಾಟಕ ರಂಗವನ್ನೇರಿ
ನನಗ್ಯಾರು ಪ್ರಜೆಯಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ
ನಾಟಕದಲ್ಲಿತ್ತು ಮಾತು
ಜೀವನವು ಒಂದು ನಾಟಕ, ಆದರೆ
ನಾಟಕ ಮಾತ್ರ ಆಗಲಾರದು ಜೀವನ
ಎಂದು ನನಗೆ ಅಷ್ಟರಲ್ಲಿ ಹೊಳೆದಿತ್ತು
ರಾಜನಾದೆ ನಾಯಕನಾದೆ
ಘರ್ಜಿಸಿ ಹುಲಿಯಾದೆ,ಓಡುವ ಚಿರತೆಯಾದೆ
ಮನಃಪೂರ್ತಿ ಅತ್ತು ನಕ್ಕೆ
ಕೆಳಗಿಳಿದ ಮೇಲೆ ಸಾಮಾನ್ಯನಾದೆ
ನಾನೊಂದು ಕನಸ ಕಂಡೆ
ಕನಸಲೊಂದು ಕನಸ ಕಂಡೆ
ಜೀವನವೂ ಇಂತಹ ಕನಸಾಗ
ಬಾರದೆ ಎಂದು ನೊಂದೆ
Sunday, March 25, 2012
ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿಯ ಕರು
ಹುಲಿಗೆ ಮಾತು ಕೊಟ್ಟು
ಅದನಲ್ಲೆ ಕಾಯಲು ಬಿಟ್ಟು
ಕರುವನು ಕೊನೆಯ ಬಾರಿ
ಕಾಣಲು ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿ ಮನೆಗೆ ಬಂತು
ಬಿಸಿಲಿಗೆ ಸೋತಾ ವದನ
ದುಗುಡದಿ ಬತ್ತಾ ಕಣ್ಣು
ಸತ್ಯವ ನುಡಿಯದಾ ಬಾಯಿ
ಕರುವನು ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿ ನೋಡಿತು ನಿಂತು
ಅಮ್ಮ ಬಂದ ಖುಷಿಗೆ
ಕಂದ ಮೇಲಕೆ ಜಿಗಿದು
ಹಾಲನು ಬೇಡುತ ಓಡಿ
ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿಯ ಕರುವು ಎಗರುತ ಬಂತು
ಕೆಚ್ಚಲಲಿ ಹಾಲೆ ಇಲ್ಲ
ಅಮ್ಮನು ಕಾಯಲೆ ಇಲ್ಲ
ಮಗುವನು ಒಮ್ಮೆಗೆ ಸವರಿ
ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ ಅತ್ತಳು ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿ ಮತ್ತೆ ಹೊರಟು ನಿಂತು
ಕರುವಿಗೆ ಆಗದು ಅರ್ಥ
ತನ್ನ ಸಮಾಧಾನವಾಗಿದೆ ವ್ಯರ್ಥ
ಅಮ್ಮ ತಿರುಗಿ ಹೊರಟಿರುವುದಕೆ
ಪುಣ್ಯಕೋಟಿಯ ಕರುವಿಗೆ ಅಳುವೇ ಬಂತು
ಹುಲ್ಲು ಖಾಲಿಯಿರಬಹುದು
ಆದರೆ ತನ್ನ ತಪ್ಪಲ್ಲವದು
ಬಂದೊಡನೆ ಅಮ್ಮ ಸಂಜೆ
ಹೇಳಬೇಕೆಂದು ಕೊಂಡು ಕರುವು ಕಾಯಿತು ಬಾಗಿಲ ಬಳಿಯೇ ನಿಂತು
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
ಘಟನೆಯೆಂಬ ನೈಜತೆಯ ಮುನ್ನುಡಿ
ಹೊರ ನೋಟಕ್ಕೆ ಸಿಗಿವುದು ಬರಿಯೆ ತುಣುಕು
ಅದನ್ನು ನಂಬಿ ಹೇಗೆ ಮಾಡುವೆ ನೀ ಅದರದೇ ಅಣಕು?
ಹೌದು, ಒಡೆದಿದೆ ಅದು ಹೊರನೋಟಕ್ಕೆ
ಬಿರಿದಂತಾಗಿದೆ ನಿನ್ನ ನಗೆಪಾಟಲಿನ ಆಟಕ್ಕೆ
ಆದರೆ ನಿನಗೆ ಕಾಣಿಸುತ್ತಿಲ್ಲವೆ, ಆದರೂ ಅದರ ಚೂರು
ಎಲ್ಲದರಲ್ಲೂ ಮತ್ತೆ ಕಂಡ ಅದೇ ಕನಸು ಆಗಿವೆ ನೂರು.
ಚೂರಾದ ಗಾಜು ಕಾಲಿಗೆ, ಅದರ ಬೆರಳಿಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿವೆ
ಸಿಕ್ಕು ಅವನ್ನು ಚುಚ್ಚಿ, ಝಲ್ಲನೆ ನೆತ್ತರು ಚಿಮ್ಮಿದೆ
ನೋಡು ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ಅಲ್ಲಿ, ಅದು ಜೋರಾಗಿ ಹರಿದಿದೆ
ಹರಿದು ಹರಿದು ಬಿಸಿಲ ದಾರಿಯನು ನನಗಾಗಿ ತಣಿಸಿದೆ
ಕನಸೆನ್ನುವುದು ಒಂದು ಬಣ್ಣದ ಕನ್ನಡಿ
ಘಟನೆಯೆಂಬ ನೈಜತೆಯ ಮುನ್ನುಡಿ
ಹೊರ ನೋಟಕ್ಕೆ ಸಿಗಿವುದು ಬರಿಯೆ ತುಣುಕು
ಅದನ್ನು ನಂಬಿ ಹೇಗೆ ಮಾಡುವೆ ನೀ ಅದರದೇ ಅಣಕು?
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
ಮಾಯೆ
ಅಂದು ಕಂಡಿತು ಬರಲು ಕೂಗಿತು
ಮನದ ತವಕವಾಯಿತು
ಕೋಟಿ ಚಂದ್ರರ ಕೋಟಿ ಸೂರ್ಯರ
ಸಾಟಿ ಬೆಳಕನು ಜ್ವಲಿಸಿತು
ನನ್ನ ಕಾಲ್ಗಳ ಹಿಡಿದು ಎಳೆಯಿತು
ಸರಪಳಿಗಳ ಮುರಿದಿತು
ತಲೆಗೆ ನಾಟಿ ನನ್ನನದರ
ಕೈಗೊಂಬೆ ಮಾಡಿ ಆಡಿತು
ಸುತ್ತಮುತ್ತಲು ಕಾಣದಾಯಿತು
ಅದರ ಯೋಚನೆ ಸುಳಿಯಿತು
ಕಾಣದ ಹಾಗೆ ಹರಡಿ ಪದರ
ನಕ್ಕು ಕೇಕೆ ಹಾಕಿತು
ಕಡೆಗೆ ತೆವಳುವ ನನ್ನ ಸೆಳೆಯಿತು
ತನ್ನ ದರುಶನ ನೀಡಿತು
ಕೋರೆಹಲ್ಲುಗಳನು ಚಾಚಿ ಅದರ
ಮಾಯೆ ನನ್ನನೆ ನೋಡಿತು
Monday, October 17, 2011
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ನಾನಂದು ಕೊಂಡೆ ಅಂದು
ನನಗಾಗಿಯೆ ನೀ ಎಂದು
ಪ್ರತಿ ಕ್ಷಣವು ಜೊತೆಗಿರುವೆವೆಂದು
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ಆ ನಿನ್ನ ಬಟ್ಟಲು ಕಣ್ಣು
ನಿನ್ನ ಕೆನ್ನೆ ಮಾವಿನ ಹಣ್ಣು
ಭ್ರಮೆಯಲ್ಲವೇ ನೀ ಹೆಣ್ಣು
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ಉಸಿರುಸಿರಲಿ ಬೆರೆತು ಬಂತು
ನನ್ನಲ್ಲೆ ನೀ ಸೇರಿದೆಯೆಂತು
ಕಣ್ಣಿಗಾದರೆ ಕಾಣದೆ ಹೋಯಿತು
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ನಿನಗಾಗಿ ನನ್ನನೆ ಮರೆತೆ
ನಿನ್ನ ಆಸೆ ಕೋಪಗಳರಿತೆ
ನಿನ್ನ ಧ್ಯಾನ ಗಾನದಿ ಬೆರೆತೆ
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ಹ್ರ್ದಯವೊಂದು ನಿನಗೂ ಇಲ್ಲವೆ
ನನ್ನ ಹೃದಯವನೇಕೆ ಕೊಲ್ಲುವೆ
ನಾ ನಿನ್ನ ಪ್ರೇಮಿಯೆ ಅಲ್ಲವೆ
ಏಕಾಯಿತು ಹೇಳು ಹಿಂಗೆ?
ಆಸೆ ಹುಸಿಯಾಗಿ ನನಗೆ
ಬದುಕನ್ನೆ ಕೊಟ್ಟೆ ನಿನಗೆ
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