"im a bit boozy now,vodka kicking my head as if the world around has slowed its pace..exams are over and that was enough for the celebration,fed up of omitting things into my paper which i never felt is true..i have kept a last peg after which i wont last any further,that will be into my veins before i sleep..all my friends who deliberately or accidently read my blog have been asking for not posting these days and i thought this was the perfect time for one..and readers please apologise for any offensive language coz im not in my normal self while posting this,maybe this is the true self,as great drunks confess that they are an open book after gulping a few..im not one among them..so what the bloody hell im talking about??and what are you interested to know about me..about my last crush or the new ones im after??enough guys,i had enough..no more in this life..dont know whether its the guilt in me which is playing on,i cant face that girl whom i tried earlier on..i hardly speak to her,maybe she is trying to bring back the old friendship we had..but i had enough,nothing more..
did i tell you about my latest obsession to nothing,but hitler..im spending lot of time researching on his life..a "good for nothing guy" raising to the position where the whole world starts fearing him..really impressed with this guy,a guy of hardly 5 ft or something with nothing but some weird ideology of ruling the world..dont worry guys..im not seriously trying to emulate his life..but he spreads out a message for the world which none recognizes that nothing is impossible if you have the determination,even to rule the world..enough for today,nothing comes to mind,and on the other side im also learning some peace from the 1982 movie "Gandhi"..a great one,once happened to watch a dubbed version on some channel,now i watched the original version..so,time to finish off the last and fall into my bed.."
"unfortunately im drafting this on my friends laptop instead of my favourite old ageing warhorse which is now virus-laden..its been more than a month or two since my last post,sorry im a bit busy leading my otherwise dull life,a quest to bring more happiness and meaning to it..but there were indeed some green patches on the dark desert..one came in the form of my 21st year of existence in this beautiful world,celebrations went on till midnight,thanks to my great friends who made it memorable which otherwise used to be a quiet one..and another fact brings more happiness,being officially eligible for a marriage in India..sounds pretty cool,but in these last 21 years of failed attempts for having a girlfriend,i lost interest in the whole affair..rather i wish to be a mammas boy marrying someone parents finds for me,so obedient of myself,provided i wont jump onto those fair skinny ones before that..so,lot of things happened through these days,a couple of trips,bangalore,mysore,palani all happened..
then,broke a few rules which i had made for myself..did a mischief which in no way going to be discussed here..and the breaking news,i proposed a gal which i would not have done otherwise for my stupid friend who wanted to know how well i was in it,anyway nothing worked out and im now thankful for things happening the way it did,i never liked that gal(not coz it didnt work out!!),a little foolish that time,being single is the most wonderful thing in life..even though the first attempt happened this way,im not averse to the whole thing,a bit careful from hereon..and back to my life motive,im a veggie once again and will continue so as long as nobody deliberately intends to break my freshatarian routine,and the best part,it put a serious check on my expences..last two months possess some of the most eventful days in my life,getting a job was one of the best experiences,i was on top of the world..then in a few days,everything was back to normal,the boring lectures,the assignments,the same life.."
"im really tired now,yawning on my chair,sipping my coffee,watching an IPL match..im just back after making the trip of a lifetime,bringing back lots of memories to cherish..this time it was Coorg known as the "Scotland of India",the trip happened all of a sudden,out of nowhere,seriously speaking we had no idea where to go even after reaching a long way from home..then all of a sudden,Coorg came up as it was my first time..its a long 300 plus kms from home taking around 7 hrs to reach this picturesque hill station..its misty hills,lush green valleys,evergreen forests,meandering brooks beckon nature lovers for a tranquil sojourn..mostly,its villages and small townships with coffee plantations all around,orange groves and dense forests..
we stayed at a cottage in the middle of a coffee estate,some 10 kms from Madikeri,the district headquarters of Coorg..a white bearded man in his 60's,a typical malayali owned the whole property,many acres of coffee plantations,pepper,cardamom,literally everything on world grew there..as the saying goes,"whereever you go,you will find a mallu in every corner of the world",most of the business done there are by malayalis,from petty shops to hotels..basically the Coorgs are known for their hospitality and bravery,they have a martial tradition and has many army generals,officers and soldiers..the women there are tall with nice body shapes and are extremely beautiful with a unique way of wearing their sarees..and beware,dont be stunned by their looks,their men are very protective about their women and may even risk your life..
the best thing about Coorg is the unique culture and tradition
supplemented with a cuisine dominated with meat,chicken and
pork..the rice rotti and pork curry was really a nice treat with
bamboo pickles,the foods spicy with masalas and all..
i had a relaxed day,enjoying the misty winds,all green,hills rising at some distance with a sip of coffee outside our cottage.. we started slowly the next day,proceeding to the Tibetan settlements at Kushalnagar,some 40 kms from where we stayed..one could peek into the Buddhist culture,the many monks with those red clothes who stroll through the streets.. the Namdrolling monastery houses three gigantic statues of Lord Buddha and his disciples which is as high as 60 ft from ground..the Golden temple is simply marvellous with paintings on the walls depicting the story of the life of Lord Buddha..there are thousands of monks and another thousand families living here..their prayers were strange in a way,loud chantings which i never understood,beating the large drums and those child monks looking seriously couldnt help,but made me laugh..as we drove through the fields,i could imagine the hardwork and labour put up by these wonderful people to start a new life,when they were forced to leave their country in the 60's..now they have their on land,schools,colleges,business centres,often felt like i was in a different country..on either side of the road,prayer flags of different colours decorated the trees and houses..i was greatly moved by their show of solidarity towards the fellow Tibetans with posters and writings against Chinas brutality and to boycott their items,posters and sayings of their leader,Dalai Lama were all around the streets..as we drove away,i remembered the beautiful smile of the Tibetan girl at one of those shops..
after lunch,we had a scheduled visit to one of our family friends home at Aborghate,a village some 10 kms from Somwarpet,another district near Coorg..the drive through the narrow village roads with large fields on either side,with often no signs of human life made me nostalgic..we could see a rural household once in a while,cattles strolled the roads with children amazed at the motor they see very rarely..after a 2 hr drive,twice losing the way often due to the difficulty in communicating with mainly labourers,we reached the place..there was a 10 minute walk from where we parked through steep,uneven roads where only four-wheel drives and tractors could move,crossing streams and green meadows,we reached the home.. there were fields on all sides,stream flowing along the boundary,large jackfruit trees and we sat under it on the courtyard,a typical rural household with cows,dogs and all.. moreover i was impressed at this guy who is an IIM graduate and threw away his high paid job to start farming at their ancestral home, somewhere its even difficult to reach at a time when even uneducated people migrate to cities for a better living..the drive back through the forests was really a risky affair since it was already late and elephants often strolled on the roads..
unfortunately,we had to rush back home the very next day due to an unexpected call,our earlier plans were to be dropped..our last visit was to the Rajas Seat,perched atop a hill,overlooking a wide valley where the kings spent their evenings,watching the spectacular sunset and mesmerizing view of the valley around,it gives a glimpse of the hilltops rising above the mist-covered valley to kiss the sky..after making some last minute shopping of the typical Coorg specialities of bamboo pickles and honey,we bid farewell to this enchanting beauty with the promise of returning soon.."
"we have a largely globalized world,cities grow by each second more rapidly than you blink your eyes..man always live on his dreams,what you see today as a distant future is tomorrows reality..such is the pace at which this worlds developing,even the very beings often have to struggle to cope with..this never ending growth force many people to leave their native lands and migrate to the brighter side of the world..
but what they end up becoming??
man has been nomadic by heart from generations,never confined to a smaller horizon..even today man is no different,he carries with him the same quest for better things in life..but there is a small twist in the story..people after being over-ambitious about a highly paid luxurious life end up their better part of life toiling in unknown lands creating wealth for the american and european economies..its never that easy to start a life in an unknown land,to start from the very beginning,learn a new language,where you dont have an identity,where you are a complete stranger in the crowd..any place in the world if you are living as a foreigner,you are always considered as a second class citizen which is no better than begging on streets,this fact hardens up more if you are an asian and even more if you are an indian..and after loosing their prime years working,might have earned a bit,but when they realizes about their lost days,it will be late enough having children and grandchildren..nothing brings the same happiness as living in your own land,where you were born,where people know you,where you are one among them,where you speak your language..some people blame it on the lack of opportunities,but opportunity is not something which is already there,its something one himself has to create..what people need is the realization that its not the few extra bucks you make there,but the enjoyment in life you get here..so,guys goin abroad for the dollars,juz make a second thought!!"
"so its again sunday and its been a little while since i last posted,my blog needs a new lease of life before its premature death..frankly speaking,these days im in no mood to blog,all i do is keep myself confined to the four walls of my hostel room..this weekend is different,i rushed back home,really needed a break from the busy life,bit bored too..all i do after reaching home is keep on talking with mom,help her in kitchen,to tell the truth,i love cooking once in a while,otherwise im only interested in the other part of the business,thats eating..chappattis,veg kurma,noodles are all my specialities and occasionally assist the master cook,my mom..according to her,i make the best tea,i seriously doubt whether thats a complement or just an excuse so that i will make it everytime im home..anyway,i love all the whole tea affair,this is infact a tactic of voicing my cause to prospective girls looking for a suitable boy,they dont need to toil in kitchen,or rather worry about the partner being arrogant..anyone hearing??
and another surprise happened when i made unusual visits to temple,not one,this time three of them..this place is known for its temples,its cultures,its "the land of festivals"..people with simple lives,they celebrate most of the 365 days,be it the "poorams" in temple or an occasion in church..maybe im excited about it coz its my place..its when something goes wrong that you suddenly remember god,make sudden visits to temple and churches,same thing happened to me..what i really wanted is not gods help,but to thank for the few people close to my heart,who always be with me during success and failures..i have a lot of friends around me,but there are some who is always there to celebrate my success and to share my sorrows..others remain silent spectators when i lose and maybe happy too laughing silently..i also lost quite a number of them in the flow of life and there are some who still remain with me..they are the greatest treasure i possess..its for having them that i thank god..i pray,i wish i too be of some help during their needs.."
"feb 14..another valentines day..and still single..who knew when i simply discarded those lovely girls who came to me earlier in life,mostly during my school days that i will face its consequences,result,a boring and dull college life..maybe god had decided then,it was then or never..fate..thats what i love to call it..past is past,now i like to rethink on it,am i a bloody loser??i havent really lost anything,money,time,like some of my heart-broken friends,their girls after romancing for a long time simply dumbed those poor chaps with the ease of plucking a flower..really funny when some guys gift expensive craps from the likes of archies and hallmarks and others send those boring forward messages..having a girlfriend is a risky business,afterall an expensive one too..reasons are quite simple..
reasons:
1.u need to completely transform into her dream man,
2.never talk to other girls,
3.should be punctual at icecream parlours,
4.never forget her birthday,
5.never miss those weekly cinemas,
6.have a good physique,
7.boring late night chats,
8.hear to no one other than her,
9.answerable to the smallest errors in life like she hates your underwear colour..
10.wear what she loves,eat what she loves,love to hate whatever she dislikes..
(free to comment if you have more..)
in total,its a complete mess..still,should i have a girl??right now,i could easily fit my eating menus into budget,never over spending on craps,thanks to my mobile phone,balance never more than a rupee,no petrol bills on bike coz i dont have one..a girl would mean,more frequent recharges,control my food("what you call,forced diet!!"),never hang out with friends,never talk or dare to look on those beautiful girls you meet,need to sacrifice a lot..well,still there are chances,if she is a christian or muslim,its okay coz ours is a secular nation,but not for my mom..finding the perfect match is like counting the stars..or am i just trying to convince myself as somewhere in my mind i know i am never going to get a girl,coz my looks not all impress anyone,nor my character..call it whatever you need..truth is simple,im still single..
(what i think:valentines day are for the young hearts to waste some bucks to let themselves know they are in love..so whats all about anti-valentines..they are just for the other half of the people to self confess that they are no good for a relation!!)"
"how the kids smile,their trembling steps,their uttering words no other in the world could ever understand..these are the most wonderful moments in ones life to see their babies grow,their first steps on earth,their first words,their smiles,their cries..these are the height of innocence one could ever experience in this selfish world..i always wonder,why do babies grow,why to teach them coz what we are actually doing is taking away their god-given innocence to survive in a cruel world..these days when mothers learn parenting lessons way before their babies are born,its heartening to see the way kids are grown up as in text books written by some dumb authors who never having seen or loved or raised a kid..sometimes,the truth makes me sick,the way some parents run for their kids admission in schools even before they start speaking or walk properly..who am i to speak about parenting and stuff??but,i dont know why,i love kids more than anything else in this world..i love spending time with them,playing with them,time when i too become a kid,when i realize im no longer one when my mind is still one..why did i grow up??i lost the best part of my life..but,the kid in me will live up only when i have my own child..yep,i badly need a kid though i have to wait for long..a bit selfish in this truly the first thing i need from a female is a kid for which is the only reason i love them!!"
"its sunday morning,i woke up a little early,something which happen very rarely..i look really weird on the mirror,my french beard and long hairs are quite enough reasons for my mom to keep yelling at me for a neat hair cut and proper shave from the moment i reached home..well, saturday was pretty rocking,i got up with a sprain on left shoulder which transformed me to an android,unable to rotate my head,literally turned the whole body to see all directions..that got healed as the day passed by,time was crawling which forced me to switch on the tv(oh!!moment i realized it was the republic day..),the same old boring parade flashing on all channels,the one i have been watching from the time i was born,the similar stunts,colourful folk dances,children dancing under the sun,balloons,elephants,camels,everythings in the world are out there..
its evening,me and my mom went out shopping to a nearby mall,but for the walks i hate going there,all crowded up,felt like the whole city was packed up there,people running around in all directions all startled and confused as if they were lost in the middle of a sea..and there happened this funny situation when somebody lost his family in the crowd and had to announce about their whereabouts..some are busy checking out all the crazy stuff right from the stapler pins to the toilet washers,they have everything a normal guy can use in a lifetime..while,others like my mom walks around all floors,checks the price tag of all the craps,then keeps them back on shelf,but never dares to buy one,i guess its to keep herself updated about the day to day prices(typical middle class mother),to my embarrassment,i never walks with her,we end up buying some titbits..and thats not the end of it,one has to wait long queues on counters with anxious people,their loads piled up in trolleys,eager to show others the heavy bills and the credit cards they own..its very interesting to watch the different faces there,what they think,their animal instincts which reminds me the fact that apes were our ancestors..and there are others who are still hesitant to remove their plastic seat covers from their age old cars as if its rolling out from the showroom,they are ready to compromise the luxury for the slightest trace of dirt,they are the slaves to the gadgets rather than the gadgets being theirs..humans invent things for added comfort and luxury and it should be always that humans be superior to the machines..do people often forget that??that was hell of a joy shopping out there,is this what we call "saturday fever"??"
(continued)...
"she came and with no doubts sat next to us..we all got in serious talks,the old guy started narrating his experiences in life,he was someone like a management guru,had a farm of his on, did business after throwing away his high-paid job..all were keenly listening to this guy(me,ofcourse on the girl!!)..soon,the girl too joined us,thanks to this guy,she was also to the same place we were..well,to tell the truth,i am a bit shy when talking to a girl unless i know her well..that came up here too,but she was the one who took the initiative this time,she was unmarried,maybe two or three years older than me,works in a prominent bank..i dont know why,she was very free talking to me as if we knew each other for a very long time,that she was brought up in mumbai,from a middle-class nair family(well,that means im an eligible candidate though the age matters!!but,sorry i dont care..)..i felt like she was explaining these for her own cause(or was she really proposing me!!).. either way,that went on till we reached our place(i didnt even notice how time passed by,never wanted to reach there,never wanted to leave her too!!)..she had her aunt waiting at station,gave me her number and that was the end of it all..i felt like somebody was taking away something from me..for the next few days,this girl was my only thought,whole day,whole night,she was in my dreams,what you say,i became a lover boy..we kept in touch,messaged frequently,called her once in a while,but never met..though i made many attempts and she too,it never worked..and believe me one cant really be that close until and unless you meet her for a very long time..and somewhere in between,she too became busy as i did and that ended all..
well,two years is infact a long time and to remember a guy who was met so long back is still more weird..that was what i thought about the whole incident..but the real surprise,one evening i got a call from an unknown number,i was totally taken back when a girl asked me if i know her..that was her,the girl i had met years back,she still remember me,still unmarried,i dont know why,does she have the same feeling as i have??never know,thats why its so difficult to read a girls mind..is she the one??"
"something great happened to me,this was some time back..i feel like telling it to you,part of it is truth and part of it pure fiction..
this happened on a train journey maybe some two years back..ofcourse i play the lead role,my friend supporting me,then others are,a cute young girl,a sixty something old man and his wife..it was a sunday afternoon,we started off from home,its a four hour journey which we loved very much chatting all the craps mostly girls made the topic of interest,then eating "idli vada sambars" and all that stuff(something i really love during train journeys!!)..and when we both are bored,just gazes outside at the trees,lush green fields and children waving us,they all keep soothing the senses..time to describe my friend,very different from what i am,he is tall and his giant-like image makes one feel he is to unleash his ferocity any time,but in striking contrast he is not the one you will expect to be,man of very few words,very calm,quiet kind of guy..we both were sitting on the window seats and as usual we started our chat-box,mostly it was one-sided,me not giving the other guy a chance to start..so, we sat there watching nice girls coming and going,waiting passengers at stations and all that..an old man in his early 60's,i guess and his wife sat next to us..my initial conclusion was that the man was pretty well-educated and a decent guy..from the time he sat there,he was trying to do something frantically on his age old mobile phone,i felt it was much more older than him..never too late before the old man called us for help,and we were always at service(never missed out oppurtunities for show-offs!!)..we called the customer care guy and the age-old device showed new signs of life,in between i tried to joke it as much older than him,broke into some laughs(thanks to it,my joke clicked at the right moment!!)..
then happened the most memorable moment of my life,a girl came from nowhere,initially "i thought god himself sent her for me"(thats what you tell in hindi movies)..in her early 20's,cute-looking,lovely,charming(what you say,the perfect girl no boy wants to miss!!)..i dont know what i felt at the time,is that what you call "love at first sight",no clue of what was happening to me.."
(to be continued...)
"these days visitors of my blog shot up so much so that i have to ask each and every one on road or beg my friends to go through and for the few other greats i have even dropped the very idea..now my real visitors are a very few interested ones(thanks to those lovely guys!!) and people who accidently drop on the page and quickly realizes,"bull shit!!sorry,its the wrong page" and quickly navigates away,and for some of my other friends they keep yelling out "what the f*** is this all about,lets get the hell out of here" and dismisses it as a crap(again thanks to them for finding the truth)..sometimes i do feel why waste time on the damn thing,but still i cant help my mind to end the whole affair,maybe i am more obsessed now a days.."
"so,its sunday afternoon,moreover its the first sunday of '08..a bit lonely now,no one to talk or hear me,just my freakin computer here and,my left eyes sore and bulged out,getting mad anyhow,the right way to start the new year..the fact that im into a new year started seeping within me,the celebrations are all over,life back to normal..new year day went off quite peacefully except for the crackers we burst in our campus and the sky all lighted up with colourful fireworks,as soon as we were closing to the magic 00:00hrs,mobile phones poured off with sms,calls of new year wishes,everyone seemed so urgent that all the airtels and vodafones kept on repeating the sweet female voices that their lines were busy....surprisingly,no drinks this time,all my friends needed a change and to my great surprise one of my friends who hardly missed a chance for his quota of alcohol last year was the forerunner in this "no alcohol" drive,i bet if he can stay like that for a month,but whats there in trying,let him..and this years resolutions ranging from no more girls to no more adult movies to no more cigars to no more drinks all seemed really funny coz the very people cannot live without 'em..the very next day,i realized that nothing has really changed,the same dumb college,the boring classes,the so-called great lecturers(i still couldnt find anything great in them,maybe the brainy guys can!!),the "born for books" nerds,"dont care anyone" kinda girls all made me sick..the very reasons why i do hate the college life except for the hostel where we have the real fun..infact nothing has changed in me too,the same old me,the same weird ideas,the same friends,the same place..so,why do we all go crazy about the new year??anyone help me!!"
"im a bit boozy now,vodka kicking my head as if the world around has slowed its pace..exams are over and that was enough for the celebration,fed up of omitting things into my paper which i never felt is true..i have kept a last peg after which i wont last any further,that will be into my veins before i sleep..all my friends who deliberately or accidently read my blog have been asking for not posting these days and i thought this was the perfect time for one..and readers please apologise for any offensive language coz im not in my normal self while posting this,maybe this is the true self,as great drunks confess that they are an open book after gulping a few..im not one among them..so what the bloody hell im talking about??and what are you interested to know about me..about my last crush or the new ones im after??enough guys,i had enough..no more in this life..dont know whether its the guilt in me which is playing on,i cant face that girl whom i tried earlier on..i hardly speak to her,maybe she is trying to bring back the old friendship we had..but i had enough,nothing more..
