so.... hung-over-knight.. is not just any random guy...
he is actually a new phenomenon of today... i was mighty surprised to come across this one... but maybe i'm just lucky! to see all this... in a single-life-time!
mind you.. like the original knights! this is not just one guy... but its a group of men.. .who up-hold this strong... difficult set of values & never compromise! never let-go!
live strong i say!
so... what one may ask.. are the principles of h-o-k living?
- a man who loves only one woman...
there is only one true love... and everyone else who comes along the way.. are stray women! but he's a real-knight so.. he will not let them feel.. less than loved! so...
- a man who will be up-front about his lofe... for another...
i mean.. sure.. the knight.. is irresistible! who doesn't want a man, already committed to another? (and they think men have committment issues and tend to cheat... its the women who want to make them cheaters... to make their men seem cooler?)
- a man who is still NOT in-discriminate!
i mean sure.. he is a knight.. and there are all these women! but that in NO way means... he will be out and about with every1! while a personal sense of discrimination might be more of a common'er quality! but... what makes the knight extra special is... that he might... inter-act with a lot more... but he actually "gives up sex" and i quote a knight here!
any lesser man... could not have ever said this!
like the fabled knight's... i see no peace or satisfaction... come in the knight's life.. except through spreading joy and smile's... in the life of as many women... as he CAN fancy... so they all smile thinking... "they were worthy, to be had!"
Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
merry christmas... or somethin
so... the big-christmas eve was some name-less-face-less party... followed by a couple of more such parties....
nice... none-the-less nothing worth remebering mentioning or whatever.. i mean it was nice.. but.. BAS!
so then on christmas day... we woke up around lunch... the made didn't come... so there was no food.. but the ever-thgtful "bhaiya" made maggi n scrambled eggs :)
and we had a healthy-and-well-fed afternoon! followed by bumming rest of the day!
then in the evening... hung-over-knight called and said let's catch up!
so we drove down to park street... and it was all so brilliantly lit-up and crowded! decked up like a princess! the best street of calcutta! all ppl well dressed in the way they knew best how to... walking around on a chilly winter evening... with their dear ones and sharing a laugh!
and then we went down to the god's favorite cafe... t3 - the tea table... sat down over there... after struggling 10 mins to find a table... one of those un-heard of things... t3 being too full :)
any-who.. then after much struggle.. we caught the attention of the waiter.. and placed an order.. then after about 3 reminders... we got them to clean our table.... and about 3 seperate set of reminders... got him to get us our complete order...
this.. somewhere is where the real charm of T3 lies... in their non-chalant approach to customer service.. how hard it is.. to un-ruffle them.. from their real-job.. which is to guard that monument..
and somewhere in the brilliant food that they serve and the general festive ambience of the place... the cool of the waiters... and the long lovely conversation... reminscing the past... shared experiences... recent and beyond... somewhere i was reminded... THIS is the spirit of christmas and holiday!
this.. is what we all make a big-deal about... try and meet our dear friends... catch up with them and well this is what makes christmas merry!
so... it may not have been perfect... but i hope your christmas and holidays go merry as well!
for now.. i love my life.. and hung-over-knight.. for being a part of it :)
Thursday, December 18, 2008
CHANGE FOR THE BETTER...
Rub me the wrong way...
Rub a little harder…
You're getting it right!
Rub a little more you're making it count!
There's a sore from a bite and
A rash from a scratch…
Just keep digging deeper and
The trash’ll surface!
You push the ribbon… You stretch it more…
Then the fabric gives in and I feel nothing…
A moment or so later the flood follows...
Noises that drown... vision that blurs…
Throat that's scratchy and breath that's faltering!!
Metal that's rusting...
Lights which are fading...
A hairline that's receding!?
I'm an amalgamation of
All the could have been's
That didn't amount to much.
Come… Let’s Embrace this change
Friday, November 14, 2008
QUITTIN and WINNIN
in the inter-mingling noise..
of unexpected and everything
in the cheaply lit void
of emptiness and nothing
a candle still burns
with a dwindling flame
a boy still waits..
mumblin a name
under his breath!
he tries to think of the sun.. .
the moon n other such :)
lands his thoughts somewhere
near the cut of her skirt...
Distraction is terrible,
sucha use-less destructive force...
when you ramble for long enough
the point can then get lost
its a lil chilly outside
a lil slow inside my head
maybe its just a winter weekend...
wishing me DEAD!
of unexpected and everything
in the cheaply lit void
of emptiness and nothing
a candle still burns
with a dwindling flame
a boy still waits..
mumblin a name
under his breath!
he tries to think of the sun.. .
the moon n other such :)
lands his thoughts somewhere
near the cut of her skirt...
Distraction is terrible,
sucha use-less destructive force...
when you ramble for long enough
the point can then get lost
its a lil chilly outside
a lil slow inside my head
maybe its just a winter weekend...
wishing me DEAD!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Ode to the Non-Salaried..
your life is so blessed...
you have no monday morning blues
no weekend stress.. to maximize!
no pointless.. protocol!
your life is so blessed...
you report into none..
answerable only to self
and fly the span of your imagination!
your life is so blessed...
still.. do you wish somedays..
to swap it with me?
Sunday, November 02, 2008
just another day!
so.. after a slightly traumatizing train ride... i reached home this evening... to my 2 flat-mates... rofl! first time.. i came home to flat-mates i think.. funny new feeling... 1o f them was on the phone... n the other was sleeping.. i ofcourse... made both of them give up their pursuits.. and get excited that i am back :)
why not anyway... it is so coom i came back ;)...
feels good for a change to have some 1 to come back to.. from the glory days of jodhpur park.. when i had vh1 for company...
now.. at 10:05... srini boy is cooking rice for us... as i wait for the race to start.. and he has messed it up a lil.. but who r v kidding.. i'd have not made anythin to begin with!! this is a feast.. to say the least! ;)
another benefit of livin with frnds.. u get food while u just be lazy! :)
then there is the whole their tastes against ours... and their likes against ours...
ok now.. i must eat.. this is update for the moment! go watch the race...
why not anyway... it is so coom i came back ;)...
feels good for a change to have some 1 to come back to.. from the glory days of jodhpur park.. when i had vh1 for company...
now.. at 10:05... srini boy is cooking rice for us... as i wait for the race to start.. and he has messed it up a lil.. but who r v kidding.. i'd have not made anythin to begin with!! this is a feast.. to say the least! ;)
another benefit of livin with frnds.. u get food while u just be lazy! :)
then there is the whole their tastes against ours... and their likes against ours...
ok now.. i must eat.. this is update for the moment! go watch the race...
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
ode to a beautiful some1~~
She's so circumspect.. that in retrospect
there won't be much left to regret!!
when we go back home.. and she drives alone
she pulled the parachute and pressed eject!!
Safe but far from safety..
they worship her like a deity!
when the sun goes down in hollywood
she paints her eyes and is off to see red!
its not as horrible as it seems
but magnificence is over-rated!
when the dust settles and we call it quits
atleast she would have lived!
there won't be much left to regret!!
when we go back home.. and she drives alone
she pulled the parachute and pressed eject!!
Safe but far from safety..
they worship her like a deity!
when the sun goes down in hollywood
she paints her eyes and is off to see red!
its not as horrible as it seems
but magnificence is over-rated!
when the dust settles and we call it quits
atleast she would have lived!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
principld livin'
the 2 principles to live by in kolkata
1. money is no object
2. time is no issue
this was mostly his philosophy for kol... i'v contributed about 10% to this.. but its so brilliantly true :)
:)
when this is the basis of yr philosophy for life.. in a city... one wonders.. how much can there be to complain about in life.. :)
today... was a couple of very interesting learnings... from the weirdest of un-expected places...
part 1:in the show he mentioned... each one of us has a specific picture, which is from our past... running in our heads... when we talk about back home (india) mine is this, kolkata... since my folks are from here.
and this... was sucha profound statement... it holds so true... our reality of things is always a shade from our past... be it abt some experience... some city.. or some situation.. its worrying almost.. to think of all communication as chinese whisper.. and how its so easy... for 2 ppl to be constantly in touch and yet see the situation in 2 opp scenario's... cos they come from diff realities..
part 2: like we went to this all-night open dhaba place.. post the show... and the man serving on our table.. gave us all 3 the nod.. like we were regulars.. and we discussed... this was my first time in the place... he had come there after abt 2 yrs... and he was also very erratic at best....
but then we remarked.. that if any of us were with a girl right now.. n the waiter nodded.. v'd prolly nod back n say somethin.. to imply v'r regulars here... coz its prolly cool to be acknowledged n considerd a regular.. just about anywherE!
1. money is no object
2. time is no issue
this was mostly his philosophy for kol... i'v contributed about 10% to this.. but its so brilliantly true :)
:)
when this is the basis of yr philosophy for life.. in a city... one wonders.. how much can there be to complain about in life.. :)
today... was a couple of very interesting learnings... from the weirdest of un-expected places...
part 1:in the show he mentioned... each one of us has a specific picture, which is from our past... running in our heads... when we talk about back home (india) mine is this, kolkata... since my folks are from here.
and this... was sucha profound statement... it holds so true... our reality of things is always a shade from our past... be it abt some experience... some city.. or some situation.. its worrying almost.. to think of all communication as chinese whisper.. and how its so easy... for 2 ppl to be constantly in touch and yet see the situation in 2 opp scenario's... cos they come from diff realities..
part 2: like we went to this all-night open dhaba place.. post the show... and the man serving on our table.. gave us all 3 the nod.. like we were regulars.. and we discussed... this was my first time in the place... he had come there after abt 2 yrs... and he was also very erratic at best....
but then we remarked.. that if any of us were with a girl right now.. n the waiter nodded.. v'd prolly nod back n say somethin.. to imply v'r regulars here... coz its prolly cool to be acknowledged n considerd a regular.. just about anywherE!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
a boy named GOO
god... give me the strength.. to change.. what i feel is wrong... and the courage.. to accept... what i cannot change!
i... have lived thru the last 25 yrs.. with a lot of things... with a lot i'v let go... and too much that i'v experienced... sometimes... when i look back upon my life.. i feel.. these intensely complex relationships... are about the only thing i'v pulled... off... as an achievement in the last few yrs... my sense of strength of purpose.. on many other.. more valuable counts... is often... magnificently lacking... and then i hit days like this...
when... finally.. despite.. all my weariness.. all my strength or experience... i find myself... so vulnerable... so naked... so open... sucha... "sitting duck" for the lack of a better word...
is it sucha bad thing... when you are so easily exposed. it is soemthing you should cover.. or find a mask for... the naked nature of your raw emotion?
should we... then.. be able to always maintain equilibrium & a straight face.. no matter where we come from??
i agree to dis-agree... but if i am on the fucking other pole... from where you are... is this just our individual choice of what we decide to call home??
its so intense sometimes... these casual encounters in my head... they can rip something alive within me... and tear it out of my flesh... and expose it naked... to a salty sea... with high winds blowing... which are eroding... my inners.... and the violence.... the clash... between my skin and my teeth... so beautiful... so beautifully painful...
there is a lot of things in our lives... we think we can control... so much ... we can command over so conveniently... then... we chance upon our achilees heel!
the only real problem... in life... is not what we have to go through... no story is ever a fairy-tale... whatever we do... there is ALWAYS something one has to LEARN to live-with!
its only about.... what can YOU do... to let me live with it? but mayb... as she says... why should one be protected... from ANYthing?
why would i..make it ANY easier for you to live with your choices/ and then... after-all there is ALWAYS the escape-hatch that says... why don't you just... walk-away boy :)
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
hang-over of love...
there are these boys... ok i may be one of them sometimes..
but boys... who have been in relationships.. where the things ended.. pretty much.. when the men weren't exactly ready to let-go... and then suddenly... the women are gone... they don't talk much... they don't take their calls as often.. or are on a little trip of their own..
our boys... mean-while... are suddenly wondering.. how will the girl fend for herself... how will she survive in this big-bad world... how will she decide...how will she choose... which bag would go with this lip-stick!
the women... they are making their own way in the world.. they're on this trip of being independent..self-reliant.. fresh out of a r'ship.. and ready to chart out on their own.. and the boys are thinking of them as the damsels in distress.. that they'd become... while we were dating!
i think... the loud n clear msg... is to get over this hang-over... this residue... and this baggage that we carry on us so willing... and get on with our lives...
because.. it is SO MUCH more easier.. said than done... i'll leave it open to your conclusions... while i have shared my solution :)
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
independent travelogue~
its a 3 day weekend.... we can't be stuck in kolkata...
its a 3 day weekend what the hell will we do if we don't get out!!
so the darjeeling trip didn't quite work out.. .as the bus had left by 9... and sitting at 10:10 PM our fates seeemd sealed!
the flight to bagdogra was only in the late afternoon and the additional day would just get wasted in the preparation to travel...
and then.. .the grand prize of consumerism... browsing through the various travel websites... i stumbled upon some tickets to guwhati which were not that expensive... and the flight was early in the morning... thus saving the day to ourselves!
so thankfully by his phone-call we woke up at 3:45 after having slept only at 2:30 am... took our bags and were all set for the airport..
the cab thankfully was not the hardest thing to find even at 4 in the morning... finally reached the airport... with only a small cabin baggage in hand... only to discover that we would have to check our bags in ... as were flying by an ATR (one of those propeller planes?) which would not have enough cabin space to put the bag into the overhead thing... so we checked it in...
at about 5 we walked upto the airplane.. and i think this was after a good 8 odd yrs... that i flew in 1 of these tiny atr's... was quite fun... suddenly! it seemed like holiday with the little plane and what not... and we soon took off... the air-plane looked good & old... very non-indian interiors.. like they'd just imported it and changed nothing.. with green leather seats! :)
mid-way thru the flight... the pilot tells us... we are flying over bangladesh air-space now... quite fun... after about a 55 min flight... we were landing in guwhati... as we approached the air-field... all one could see was lush green mountains and fields... a drop of water there... a stray farm here.... quite beautiful... to say the le ast!
when we finally landed on the airport... there were exactly 2 planes there... check out the beauty... as compared to the hustle-bustle of the mumbai airport..
so... after landing... we walked out on to the deserted guwhati airport... asked our friendly guard.. how to get to shillong... only to walk-out and find... that the north-eastern way of celebrating independence day... is to declare a state-level bandh :D
so there is no-one on the road... the cabbies tell us... at best they can get us to guwahati city... but shillong the bandh is very strict.. and no vehicles would ply.... so... we're standing outside guwahati airport... at 7 in the morning.. on the first day of our 3 day vacation... wondering... what the fuck was our big idea.. and what will we do now! :)
anyway... we take one of those friendly neighborhood cabs to the city.. on our way we find out that... there is a possibility... that by 4-5 in the evening.. .cabs might take us to shillong.. so we reach a hotel.. tell our dear friend at the reception.. to give us a room... meanwhile... we request him to find us a cab to shillong... and then... since ther's nothing much to do.. we take off for a movie.. morning show of bachna aae haseno! in guwahati!
now whatever one may think.. i'v always been a big fan of watching movies in new cities... i think it gives a very good perspective about the culture of that city... when you see the theatre.. the kind of movie that's playing... the no of ppl who'd come.. and how they react... so guwahati.. in regular small-time fashion.. has ppl whistling when the movie is about to start.. .there are those upper stall tickets for rs. 25... god i miss having the G7 around as the only decent movie-multiplex! the yellow pop-corn... and samosa... sigh!
anyway... once we were out of the movie... it was already 2 pm.. .and finally the city seemed like it wasn't a curfew... right from landing at 7 in the morning, to when we went for the movie at 11... we saw the streets of guwahati.. empty & desolated! there were no ppl ... no celebrations... no tri-colors... no patriotic songs playing... finally when the city seemed a little more alive at 2 ... prasenjit cracks up... looks like they finally got over their independence day blues.. :)
and then.. we roam around the city... chk out some good lunch places.. blah blah blah... the day goes by... and we sleep... next morning... up at 5 again.. on our way to cherapunji! yay! the wettest place on earth!! something i always wanted to see!!! yay!!!!
on our way to shillong by road..... which is a very picturesque ride! btw... we suddenly wake-up to the realization... that we have no ... warm-clothes... and no rain-wear... and we are going to the wettest hills of north-east! hurrah!! any other ppl.. wud feel weighed down by the pressure and want to buy some warm clothes or turn-back! but we decided to take the bull by the horns... we bought a bottle of whisky... and some chakna... and i could feel my blood warming.. after the third sip :) god bless whisky!
so we did the touristy things of clicking pictures and visiting all the monuments... only to discover that the fog wouldn't let us see.. half the things we had come all the way for.. .there were anyway some very very good highlights... like the hill.. with about 10 graves.. in the middle of no-where.. on a foggy mountain.. one of the most peaceful places on earth.. i'd think....
like the rushing water-falls.. like the 300 mt chain of caves which was half-submerged under water and which our boy prasen had the toughest time passing through!
so anyway... after completing the whole cherapunji belt.. which btw.. is a terribly scantily populated... terribly romantic.. perfect coupling destination! we reached shillong by late afternoon...
other men may have stayed at any given hotel.. .by the way-side... through recommendations from well-connected friends... we found out about a tripura castle.. which was a 10 room resort.. which used to be the tripura king's summer home! so a touch of royalty... at affordable rateS! :)
and we checked into our castle. to find a wooden commode... a non-ac room.. which needed no ac... twin beds with twin blankets... and lots of lush-green gardens... how i am loving this vacation :)
so after chilling for the afternoon... in the royal retreat.. in the evening we set out on the streets of shillong.. now there's something so brilliant about the hill-station streets... and pavements.. they're always running up and down... curving and twisting... into all things nice... and i, as usual stumbled upon ancient book-stores.. which stack more than 10 yr old titles.. how of which would be out of print... or would be the original artwork on the cover.. (nothing more beautiful than a book with the original art-work).
i picked up .. coffee-table music books for him & her... a hard-back of everst hotel and man & superman by bernard shaw for myself :D how rich a shopping experiencE!
and then we shared a drink in cloud 9... with a good view of the hilly city.. turns out.. all the pubs shut down by 9.. due to the political situation... and the clubs.. have all been closed altogether!
so after not finding any khasi food in any of the local restaurants... we came back to our castle.. .and then ventured into the bar.. and stumbled upon the pool table!
ah.. pool... the game of our youths! after a good... 8 yrs!! and there we were.. playing on an hourly rate of Rs. 75... lp as they used to call it in good-old days...
so after playing 5 games of some really amazing pool.. only to discover that my game had improved by leaps and bounds.. by not playing for 5 yrs! i mean i played the best 5 games of my life.. and lost... only 1 of them :)
we had a good dinner... and a comfy sleep in our castle-bed!
the next morning we started back for guwhati... and somehow... it seemed like we were ttly coming back to the city-lifE! the cab we took this time was bigger.. the weather was hotter... and clearly.. the quaint little holiday had come to an end.. in true symbolism... the flight we took back to cal.. was also a regular jet-liner.. which was headed to bby... via.. cal! maybe there's a little msg for us to decipher in that also... :)
cheers to peers
its a 3 day weekend what the hell will we do if we don't get out!!
so the darjeeling trip didn't quite work out.. .as the bus had left by 9... and sitting at 10:10 PM our fates seeemd sealed!
the flight to bagdogra was only in the late afternoon and the additional day would just get wasted in the preparation to travel...
and then.. .the grand prize of consumerism... browsing through the various travel websites... i stumbled upon some tickets to guwhati which were not that expensive... and the flight was early in the morning... thus saving the day to ourselves!
so thankfully by his phone-call we woke up at 3:45 after having slept only at 2:30 am... took our bags and were all set for the airport..
the cab thankfully was not the hardest thing to find even at 4 in the morning... finally reached the airport... with only a small cabin baggage in hand... only to discover that we would have to check our bags in ... as were flying by an ATR (one of those propeller planes?) which would not have enough cabin space to put the bag into the overhead thing... so we checked it in...
at about 5 we walked upto the airplane.. and i think this was after a good 8 odd yrs... that i flew in 1 of these tiny atr's... was quite fun... suddenly! it seemed like holiday with the little plane and what not... and we soon took off... the air-plane looked good & old... very non-indian interiors.. like they'd just imported it and changed nothing.. with green leather seats! :)
mid-way thru the flight... the pilot tells us... we are flying over bangladesh air-space now... quite fun... after about a 55 min flight... we were landing in guwhati... as we approached the air-field... all one could see was lush green mountains and fields... a drop of water there... a stray farm here.... quite beautiful... to say the le ast!
when we finally landed on the airport... there were exactly 2 planes there... check out the beauty... as compared to the hustle-bustle of the mumbai airport..
so... after landing... we walked out on to the deserted guwhati airport... asked our friendly guard.. how to get to shillong... only to walk-out and find... that the north-eastern way of celebrating independence day... is to declare a state-level bandh :D
so there is no-one on the road... the cabbies tell us... at best they can get us to guwahati city... but shillong the bandh is very strict.. and no vehicles would ply.... so... we're standing outside guwahati airport... at 7 in the morning.. on the first day of our 3 day vacation... wondering... what the fuck was our big idea.. and what will we do now! :)
anyway... we take one of those friendly neighborhood cabs to the city.. on our way we find out that... there is a possibility... that by 4-5 in the evening.. .cabs might take us to shillong.. so we reach a hotel.. tell our dear friend at the reception.. to give us a room... meanwhile... we request him to find us a cab to shillong... and then... since ther's nothing much to do.. we take off for a movie.. morning show of bachna aae haseno! in guwahati!
now whatever one may think.. i'v always been a big fan of watching movies in new cities... i think it gives a very good perspective about the culture of that city... when you see the theatre.. the kind of movie that's playing... the no of ppl who'd come.. and how they react... so guwahati.. in regular small-time fashion.. has ppl whistling when the movie is about to start.. .there are those upper stall tickets for rs. 25... god i miss having the G7 around as the only decent movie-multiplex! the yellow pop-corn... and samosa... sigh!
anyway... once we were out of the movie... it was already 2 pm.. .and finally the city seemed like it wasn't a curfew... right from landing at 7 in the morning, to when we went for the movie at 11... we saw the streets of guwahati.. empty & desolated! there were no ppl ... no celebrations... no tri-colors... no patriotic songs playing... finally when the city seemed a little more alive at 2 ... prasenjit cracks up... looks like they finally got over their independence day blues.. :)
and then.. we roam around the city... chk out some good lunch places.. blah blah blah... the day goes by... and we sleep... next morning... up at 5 again.. on our way to cherapunji! yay! the wettest place on earth!! something i always wanted to see!!! yay!!!!
on our way to shillong by road..... which is a very picturesque ride! btw... we suddenly wake-up to the realization... that we have no ... warm-clothes... and no rain-wear... and we are going to the wettest hills of north-east! hurrah!! any other ppl.. wud feel weighed down by the pressure and want to buy some warm clothes or turn-back! but we decided to take the bull by the horns... we bought a bottle of whisky... and some chakna... and i could feel my blood warming.. after the third sip :) god bless whisky!
so we did the touristy things of clicking pictures and visiting all the monuments... only to discover that the fog wouldn't let us see.. half the things we had come all the way for.. .there were anyway some very very good highlights... like the hill.. with about 10 graves.. in the middle of no-where.. on a foggy mountain.. one of the most peaceful places on earth.. i'd think....
like the rushing water-falls.. like the 300 mt chain of caves which was half-submerged under water and which our boy prasen had the toughest time passing through!
so anyway... after completing the whole cherapunji belt.. which btw.. is a terribly scantily populated... terribly romantic.. perfect coupling destination! we reached shillong by late afternoon...
other men may have stayed at any given hotel.. .by the way-side... through recommendations from well-connected friends... we found out about a tripura castle.. which was a 10 room resort.. which used to be the tripura king's summer home! so a touch of royalty... at affordable rateS! :)
and we checked into our castle. to find a wooden commode... a non-ac room.. which needed no ac... twin beds with twin blankets... and lots of lush-green gardens... how i am loving this vacation :)
so after chilling for the afternoon... in the royal retreat.. in the evening we set out on the streets of shillong.. now there's something so brilliant about the hill-station streets... and pavements.. they're always running up and down... curving and twisting... into all things nice... and i, as usual stumbled upon ancient book-stores.. which stack more than 10 yr old titles.. how of which would be out of print... or would be the original artwork on the cover.. (nothing more beautiful than a book with the original art-work).
i picked up .. coffee-table music books for him & her... a hard-back of everst hotel and man & superman by bernard shaw for myself :D how rich a shopping experiencE!
and then we shared a drink in cloud 9... with a good view of the hilly city.. turns out.. all the pubs shut down by 9.. due to the political situation... and the clubs.. have all been closed altogether!
so after not finding any khasi food in any of the local restaurants... we came back to our castle.. .and then ventured into the bar.. and stumbled upon the pool table!
ah.. pool... the game of our youths! after a good... 8 yrs!! and there we were.. playing on an hourly rate of Rs. 75... lp as they used to call it in good-old days...
so after playing 5 games of some really amazing pool.. only to discover that my game had improved by leaps and bounds.. by not playing for 5 yrs! i mean i played the best 5 games of my life.. and lost... only 1 of them :)
we had a good dinner... and a comfy sleep in our castle-bed!
the next morning we started back for guwhati... and somehow... it seemed like we were ttly coming back to the city-lifE! the cab we took this time was bigger.. the weather was hotter... and clearly.. the quaint little holiday had come to an end.. in true symbolism... the flight we took back to cal.. was also a regular jet-liner.. which was headed to bby... via.. cal! maybe there's a little msg for us to decipher in that also... :)
cheers to peers
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Ants on Speed!
There haven’t been very many valiant battles I have been part of… or even witnessed… after all... there have to be some side-effects of being an alleged metro-sexual?
And then I moved into my home… at jodhpur park… to find ants….
Ants in my pants
Ants in my bed
Ants in my biscuits
Ants in my maggi
Ants in my salted-cashew-nuts
Ants in my garbage…
Hell.. ants… even in my laptop on a bad day…
these ants... had a queer quality about them... while they LOVE all the forementioned products.... they seemed to always ignore the obvious ones... they never reached my chocolates.... they never came for sugar.... they were ferocious with the savories and avoided the obvious... i gave them the liberty... after alll ants could have their own quirks? who doesn't.. around here anyway...
then i got organic sugar.. and that... really was that! organice sugar... and i see ants... drooling over it.. hell they broke through the defences of a pearl-pet bottle, ate through the plastic... and were on to the organic sugar... (in the past they've eaten thru a tupperware box... to reach the salted cashew nuts)...
so.. organic sugar.. and ant-attack... i.. anyway... got a new box... and then.. i thgt of having a little fun... so i put the bottle of sugar... in a wide bowl.. filled it with water... and the sugar was an island now... i figured... this'd stop the ants.... but then i woke up the next morning to find.... the ants have all lined up... at the edge of the bowl... at the water level and are salivating over the sugar... its like they wanted to hold my organic sugar on seige.... i sank a few ants with additional water... and figured maybe now this'll be over (at this point... i wonder how a certain gujju jain... who will read this post.. will feel about ths whole thing :P) .... a week has passed... i continue to tease the ants with the island of sugar... they relentlessly stay on the edge of the bowl.. every morning i see them all standing by the side... waiting patiently... sometimes.. somehow .. one of them i find has made it thru on to the other side... but then.. has no real way of swimming back.. with his booty..
And then I moved into my home… at jodhpur park… to find ants….
Ants in my pants
Ants in my bed
Ants in my biscuits
Ants in my maggi
Ants in my salted-cashew-nuts
Ants in my garbage…
Hell.. ants… even in my laptop on a bad day…
these ants... had a queer quality about them... while they LOVE all the forementioned products.... they seemed to always ignore the obvious ones... they never reached my chocolates.... they never came for sugar.... they were ferocious with the savories and avoided the obvious... i gave them the liberty... after alll ants could have their own quirks? who doesn't.. around here anyway...
then i got organic sugar.. and that... really was that! organice sugar... and i see ants... drooling over it.. hell they broke through the defences of a pearl-pet bottle, ate through the plastic... and were on to the organic sugar... (in the past they've eaten thru a tupperware box... to reach the salted cashew nuts)...
so.. organic sugar.. and ant-attack... i.. anyway... got a new box... and then.. i thgt of having a little fun... so i put the bottle of sugar... in a wide bowl.. filled it with water... and the sugar was an island now... i figured... this'd stop the ants.... but then i woke up the next morning to find.... the ants have all lined up... at the edge of the bowl... at the water level and are salivating over the sugar... its like they wanted to hold my organic sugar on seige.... i sank a few ants with additional water... and figured maybe now this'll be over (at this point... i wonder how a certain gujju jain... who will read this post.. will feel about ths whole thing :P) .... a week has passed... i continue to tease the ants with the island of sugar... they relentlessly stay on the edge of the bowl.. every morning i see them all standing by the side... waiting patiently... sometimes.. somehow .. one of them i find has made it thru on to the other side... but then.. has no real way of swimming back.. with his booty..
attaching a little image for your visual treat.... these ants remind me of all things we refuse to be :)
Friday, August 08, 2008
You know I’ve been away from Mumbai for too long and stuck in beyond when –
The dhak-chik Mumbai rickshaws come as a pleasant… forgotten surprise to me.
When there are semi-tears of joy in my eyes… at the sight of a Crepe Station Express…. In a mall… food-court!
When mc donald’s is a luxury… and coffee chains… something I haven’t frequented in 6 months.
When I have no clue on what are the English movies that released last year…
When buying clothes seems futile cos you always feel well-dressed… or find no place to try and dress up for…
When you happen to catch yourself… absent mindedly actually checking out a well-dressed girl!
When you happen to catch yourself… absent mindedly actually checking out a non-ambassador car!
When it doesn’t seem weird anymore that you don’t have your car to take out for a late night drive.
When coffee’s and conversations… seem equally alien and point-less
When there are semi-tears of joy in my eyes… at the sight of a Crepe Station Express…. In a mall… food-court!
When mc donald’s is a luxury… and coffee chains… something I haven’t frequented in 6 months.
When I have no clue on what are the English movies that released last year…
When buying clothes seems futile cos you always feel well-dressed… or find no place to try and dress up for…
When you happen to catch yourself… absent mindedly actually checking out a well-dressed girl!
When you happen to catch yourself… absent mindedly actually checking out a non-ambassador car!
When it doesn’t seem weird anymore that you don’t have your car to take out for a late night drive.
When coffee’s and conversations… seem equally alien and point-less
Monday, April 21, 2008
the rat racer!
she said... "but can you afford me?"
N she said... "i'm doing alirght... but he's making good money.. so its easier to get married"
she told me... "there is a rush to make money vbv... there is so much to be done... mayb yr in cal.. so yr oblivious to it"
all of this is... so bby... afterall.. the city nvr sleeps... they're always in sucha hurry to do so much... and become something more... and make a difference.. or... err.. as he likes to put it... they always want to live a life.. 2 sizes bigger than their shoes.. with a bigger holiday.. a better car... a fancier dinner... and slightly more exclusive clothing...
and then you pan into kolkota...
with exactly 3 multiplexes.... (bby has tht many on the versova rd)
abt 5 fancy restaurants.. (kol has a million good restaurants… but who are we kidding.. its not abt eating good food… its abt going to a place which is worth dropping a name of… in a conversation J)
and a laid-back life-style that says.. work will happen one of these days… we’ve been working for a very long time… it’s not like we have managed to avoid breathing or eating… life continues as it is… so why not sit-back and enjoy the ride…
nothing… or no-one signifies this better than the editorials on those Telegraph pages… that greet us every morning.
On the day of Bengali new year.. I come across this article.. that traces the history of Bengali sweets… how the eating patterns have evolved over the last 200 yrs… and the main shops that have played a role in introducing new sweets… also how the culture has changed and now the bengali’s have a lesser taste for these things..
It’s amazing… cos this isn’t the only time something like this surfaced in the editorial pages… there were aricles about Pakistan… about cinema… about independence… which were all written in a similar vein.. the important characteristic to note here…
Is the sense of grasp on time… the ability to step back… and take a holistic view of a situation.. and then comment on it… in a third-person… is a charactheristic.. of a very mature culture… similar to what some developed nations & their ancient cities might exhibit.
When you are… surrounded by such grandeur… and greatness… and you see ppl in another city.. (which was yr city) striving to drive a 1.6 ltr car.. instead of a 1.4 ltr car… you wonder… exactly which one of us… has lost the plot on life J
I read an interview of rahul bose… where he said… manhattan… and kolkata were 2 of the most interesting places in the world for him.. somehow I wonder… was he thinking what I’m thinking?
N she said... "i'm doing alirght... but he's making good money.. so its easier to get married"
she told me... "there is a rush to make money vbv... there is so much to be done... mayb yr in cal.. so yr oblivious to it"
all of this is... so bby... afterall.. the city nvr sleeps... they're always in sucha hurry to do so much... and become something more... and make a difference.. or... err.. as he likes to put it... they always want to live a life.. 2 sizes bigger than their shoes.. with a bigger holiday.. a better car... a fancier dinner... and slightly more exclusive clothing...
and then you pan into kolkota...
with exactly 3 multiplexes.... (bby has tht many on the versova rd)
abt 5 fancy restaurants.. (kol has a million good restaurants… but who are we kidding.. its not abt eating good food… its abt going to a place which is worth dropping a name of… in a conversation J)
and a laid-back life-style that says.. work will happen one of these days… we’ve been working for a very long time… it’s not like we have managed to avoid breathing or eating… life continues as it is… so why not sit-back and enjoy the ride…
nothing… or no-one signifies this better than the editorials on those Telegraph pages… that greet us every morning.
On the day of Bengali new year.. I come across this article.. that traces the history of Bengali sweets… how the eating patterns have evolved over the last 200 yrs… and the main shops that have played a role in introducing new sweets… also how the culture has changed and now the bengali’s have a lesser taste for these things..
It’s amazing… cos this isn’t the only time something like this surfaced in the editorial pages… there were aricles about Pakistan… about cinema… about independence… which were all written in a similar vein.. the important characteristic to note here…
Is the sense of grasp on time… the ability to step back… and take a holistic view of a situation.. and then comment on it… in a third-person… is a charactheristic.. of a very mature culture… similar to what some developed nations & their ancient cities might exhibit.
When you are… surrounded by such grandeur… and greatness… and you see ppl in another city.. (which was yr city) striving to drive a 1.6 ltr car.. instead of a 1.4 ltr car… you wonder… exactly which one of us… has lost the plot on life J
I read an interview of rahul bose… where he said… manhattan… and kolkata were 2 of the most interesting places in the world for him.. somehow I wonder… was he thinking what I’m thinking?
Sunday, April 13, 2008
question the intention
the skies... they cry my tears...
as your absence asserts itself..
the winds.. they chase down the city..
looking for traces of your fragrance..
its lonely out here..
so lonely within..
its not that you were here
for too long..
but your aura just influences things
a lil too much
a lazy sunday or
another manic monday..
will never quite be..
just the same again
as your absence asserts itself..
the winds.. they chase down the city..
looking for traces of your fragrance..
its lonely out here..
so lonely within..
its not that you were here
for too long..
but your aura just influences things
a lil too much
a lazy sunday or
another manic monday..
will never quite be..
just the same again
Thursday, April 03, 2008
anything... to every1? :)
So weak... I feel so strongly now!
Its easy... To see what can become
Tips of my fingers... Give me a funny vibe
Its dark inside.. While the sun shines bright
They'd warned me.. This is what'd become
I laughed back then.. They laugh at me now...
Atleast some1 laughs... All along
Did my actions actually.. Spread joy around
She looks so pretty.. When she's out of reach
Did he forget the time.. He made her cry
It was all fun & games back then
The only thing that continues.. Is now a disconnect!
Its in her smile.. That child like innocence
Which shines like.. "you had me @ hello"
With good-bye's.. Come good lucks.. Good nights..
GOOD GOD!!
Its easy... To see what can become
Tips of my fingers... Give me a funny vibe
Its dark inside.. While the sun shines bright
They'd warned me.. This is what'd become
I laughed back then.. They laugh at me now...
Atleast some1 laughs... All along
Did my actions actually.. Spread joy around
She looks so pretty.. When she's out of reach
Did he forget the time.. He made her cry
It was all fun & games back then
The only thing that continues.. Is now a disconnect!
Its in her smile.. That child like innocence
Which shines like.. "you had me @ hello"
With good-bye's.. Come good lucks.. Good nights..
GOOD GOD!!
Monday, January 14, 2008
!Citizen Kane!
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LO & Behold... this may not be the annual key-note by Steve Jobs... or the launch of tata nano!!but i bought a bike... and i'm mighty pleased about it...
the Hercules WOW n my bike is called KANE... what with the red color n the fancy grafix :))
anyway... after much random thinking... and all those meetings with bicycle guys all over india.. i got fascinated... and decided to buy one of my own :)
i've owned it merely 30 hrs... and i already have a tale to tell.. (this is the mark of a good purchase.. i say!)
so.. last night.. we took delivery of the bike.. and then went out for dinner drinks.. n blah... got back by some 3 AM... n i didnt quite feel like sleeping... so i took off at 3 am... and went over to their place.. (which is a good 8kms away..) we watched some tv.. bummed arnd 4 a bit... n generally chilled... course.. more importantly they all thgt.. it was a dead-stupid idea.. to be on the road at 3 am... but sometimes.. you just gotta do those things i guess?
so yeah.. the 18 geared beast completed that journey in 30 odd mins FLAT :)
the simplistic joy of riding... of having something at yr disposal... n not having to worry abt how u will manouver it in traffic.. or will there be parking.. when you reach the destination.. is quite divine... not to mention the fringe benefits... like its eco-friendly... and that... it is good exercise :)
anyway.. we spent the night there.. woke up late... lazed around... saw a movie... and decided to come back in the evening.... again a leisurely ride on the bike :))
i saved about 180 bucks of cab fare on this round trip... i say the tgt is to break-even on the bike in the next 6 months..
i dunno if its abt re-visiting yr childhood... or being plain silly... or taking ones job too seriously.. (lolz) but i don't think i've felt this excited about anything i've bought in the last couple of yrs... n tht cant be a bad thing :)
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
happy 2007
s so... we try to review a year... which started with breakfast at shiv sagar (juhu)?
funny... how much we take the familiar for granted... in our present tense :)
a year... which was all about change... a year.. maybe more significant.. than the 24 before it... that in itself.. loads the yr with so MUCH baggage.. .but then a stray thgt says.. these changes have just begun... and who know how much more will be different.. and how many more important yrs are to come by.. anyway.. to stop philosophising.. and start reviewing..
a yr that saw us get placed... in dear ol' retail... the roller-coaster... which ensured this.. is one i guess... which you had to experience to believe... but then.. there is something romantic about fulfilling a long cherished dream!
a yr tht saw us travel... with friends to goa... all of north & shimla... to shingapur.... to kolkata... to rest of north for work.... to china... and other such south east....
this... for a boy.. who was born n happily brought up... in the beautiful city of bby... who jst abt travelled north (home) and to gujarat 4 a yr... is quite a LOT to fathom!
a yr.. that saw us... setup a brand new home.. .for ourselves... in the city of kolkata... oh what a joy it is... to fall in love with a new city... and discover it with a new set of ppl...
a yr of work.. yr of responsibilities.. of all things new... oh so new.. so much freedom... and so many questions :)...
a yr of a car... tht almost was and was-not.... feels lucky now...
a yr... where i spent an afternoon with her... i think... more time... than in 8 long yrs.. heh
a yr of... 7 months away from home... and 7 trips home :P its almost like.. i may have moved.. but the umblical chord... has almost not snapped yet...
a yr tht ended.. in the only way... was appropriate... for sucha yr to end... in gurgaon... away from both home's... and with some old n new friends :)
(this mind you... would be the first new yrs eve.. i've spent out of bby city-limits... a fact tht even amazes me.. right now) :)
its hard to put a finger on how the yr was... how much we liked or hated it.. and how much we wished for it to pan out differently... but i guess... at the stroke of midnight... when 2007 began... nothing any1 wud have said.. .cud have prepared us for any of this...
funny... how much we take the familiar for granted... in our present tense :)
a year... which was all about change... a year.. maybe more significant.. than the 24 before it... that in itself.. loads the yr with so MUCH baggage.. .but then a stray thgt says.. these changes have just begun... and who know how much more will be different.. and how many more important yrs are to come by.. anyway.. to stop philosophising.. and start reviewing..
a yr that saw us get placed... in dear ol' retail... the roller-coaster... which ensured this.. is one i guess... which you had to experience to believe... but then.. there is something romantic about fulfilling a long cherished dream!
a yr tht saw us travel... with friends to goa... all of north & shimla... to shingapur.... to kolkata... to rest of north for work.... to china... and other such south east....
this... for a boy.. who was born n happily brought up... in the beautiful city of bby... who jst abt travelled north (home) and to gujarat 4 a yr... is quite a LOT to fathom!
a yr.. that saw us... setup a brand new home.. .for ourselves... in the city of kolkata... oh what a joy it is... to fall in love with a new city... and discover it with a new set of ppl...
a yr of work.. yr of responsibilities.. of all things new... oh so new.. so much freedom... and so many questions :)...
a yr of a car... tht almost was and was-not.... feels lucky now...
a yr... where i spent an afternoon with her... i think... more time... than in 8 long yrs.. heh
a yr of... 7 months away from home... and 7 trips home :P its almost like.. i may have moved.. but the umblical chord... has almost not snapped yet...
a yr tht ended.. in the only way... was appropriate... for sucha yr to end... in gurgaon... away from both home's... and with some old n new friends :)
(this mind you... would be the first new yrs eve.. i've spent out of bby city-limits... a fact tht even amazes me.. right now) :)
its hard to put a finger on how the yr was... how much we liked or hated it.. and how much we wished for it to pan out differently... but i guess... at the stroke of midnight... when 2007 began... nothing any1 wud have said.. .cud have prepared us for any of this...
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