Anoop Kumar's Clarity

I was humbled and happy to be invited to join the recently conducted NHCE Alumni Day and share some short message. As I was not in India attended it through video conference and read out a short fun poem that was written on that morning. 

Specially created for the love of my life.  Is there love without fun?  8 years of togetherness 7 years of togetherness 6 years of togetherness

I am a nobody  to tell anybody  everybody is wrong  or somebody is right Anybody could be right  or everybody could be wrong Everybody cannot be right then nobody would fight If everybody is wrong  then maybe this nobody is actually a somebody So m aybe I am a nobody could actually be somebody or sometimes anybody To be realized by everybody else someday somebody inspired by anybody  explain this to everybody I was surprised to see the level of people's addiction to alcohol (see this or this  to understand what I mean) and then wanted to comment on that, then I felt who am I to tell what is wrong or right and then the thoughts just increased. 

Usually when it is technical content I post it in akvkbi.com and when it is emotions I post it here in akclarity.com  . But, this time it is a combination of two; it's data and an imagination of what data would feel about BI (Business Intelligence), so posting it in both the blogs. For those who understand data and BI relationship this should resonate and for others just think that this is between a married couple. And if it was between a married couple it would be  I am your dutiful datapati You are my beautiful BI The kind of meanings you find in me Not possible even with AI Note : Pati as in https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pati_(title) Made the pdf version available so that you can download and share and print it out easily. 

Dedicated to all students of Panda Grove Preschool Vignana Nagar, Bengaluru, where my son studies. Wrote this for the annual day event on 22nd Feb 2020. My school's name is Panda Grove It's where I learn and improve Has so many trees, it's so green Nothing like this you have seen So many activities, it's so cool It even has a swimming pool Read and write, jump and run A bit of everything, so much fun Thank you teachers for everything Without you, this is all nothing My school's name is Panda Grove I'll be proud to say that's were I grew

A simple poem for Reaan that he can use at the end of his short talk about sheep Sheep, sheep, sheep I want my  sheep, sheep, sheep When the clocks goes  beep, beep, beep I want my sheep, sheep, sheep When I go to sleep, sleep, sleep I want my sheep, sheep, sheep If I ever weep, weep, weep I want my sheep,sheep, sheep Painting by Rekha and Reaan

7 Years of Togetherness - Iteration 1 I really don't know where to start So let me just pour out my heart Even on our 7th anniversary  You are still as much necessary They say 7 is a milestone, 7 is very special For lifelong togetherness, reaching 7 is crucial Yes 7 looks special, from 7 lives, 7 seas, 7 continents To 7 colours of rainbow, and all other 7 sentiments From 7 steps of saptapadi on wedding day To celebrating 7th anniversary in Larnaca Bay I haven't changed, your love is all I seek And continue to love you, all 7 days of the week Idea was to gift you with 7 stanzas composition Lack of creative time, forced scope reduction As a follower of Agile, will deliver in iteration Here is the result of week-long nightly preparation Hope I have exceeded your expectation 😁😁, next 3 stanzas hopefully by next iteration 😁

Rockpa, Rockma and son Rock Went to the nearby park It was getting very dark And dogs began to bark They ran screaming on your mark.. About Rock Series : Rockpa (father), Rockma (mother), Rock (son), and Cutiepie (a lion, friend of Rock) are 4 fictional characters I created for my son (Reaan). Every night, when we put Reaan to sleep, I tell (Reaan makes me tell) a new short story using these 4 imaginary characters. I don't know when I will run out of ideas, for now I am somehow managing by creating a new short story per night and my son seems to enjoy it to the fullest. 

A very simple, short and sweet poem from my 4 years old son Reaan to his best friend Dia, who is 3 years old, on the fasching (Carnival) day. Dia was dressed as as Butterfly for fasching and this poem was created in an instant. Cutie pie cutie pie You are a Butterfly Cutie pie cutie pie Dia is a Butterfly SIMPLSH WERXEN 0.1 KYUTI PAI KYUTI PAI YU AR E BATTERFLAI KYUTI PAI KYUTI PAI DIA IS E BATTERFLAI

On demand from my nephew in 4th grade in Bengaluru (Bangalore), a short poem as if he wrote to his brother (my son in Munich) My dear little brother How's the Munich weather? I am again and again told That it must be very cold Come soon with mamma  My dearest thamma Also with your pappa guru To our own namma Bengaluru For those who don't know Kannada, thamma means younger brother. 

My Son He wipes my tears And gets rid of my fears Come let's say cheers As we drink beers Written on 31st December, 2017 Wrote for fun on the New Year's eve

My dear baby Reaan (our son) was born on 7th Nov 2013. Posted a short funny poem in Facebook on 13th Nov 2013 to introduce his mom (Rekha) to him, it is a mix of  English and Kannada. My Dear baby That is your mummy Heightalli illa kammi And she is not dummi Rough translation of last two lines for those who don't understand Kannada is given below Heightalli illa kammi (She is not short) And she is not dummi (She is not fat)