Of family functions and relatives!

Marriages!!
Recently a close relative of mine got married. And obviously associated with it was a grand wedding with scores of traditions and customs. But something good about these marriages is not only the excellent food (that you get to eat on unlimited basis with relatives crying around on about how you have lost and should be eating) but also all the old relatives and family friends you get to see. No wonder the hot question of the day becomes ‘do you remember me??’ ;) and for people brought up outside the confines of their hometown the response is limited to a sheepish smile. I cannot help but agree when elders start complaining about our generation by saying that we don’t care about the elders and the rest, but what can we do, we get to see everyone just like once or twice our whole life and remembering everyone becomes like an Herculean task. But then past forgotten many do introduce themselves or if you stick with your parents they may. Then some start pointing off at you and saying “oh!!! Is it so and so’s child?? Oh! My god!! You’ve become so big!! I saw you when you were that small (pointing to a kiddie)”, “how have become so thin!!”(Although you may resemble a baby hippo, the comment doesn’t vary) and so on and so forth. But then after all these functions are seriously golden opportunities to meet all the close and far relatives, meet all old friends, enlarge your friends circle, discuss all old gossip, catch up on all those close and dear and so much more…

A big family function means all relatives flying in from all corners of the world and getting to see all the young and old under the same roof is definitely a once-in-a-life-time opportunity. Everyone taking time out of his or her busy schedules and spending a day together is definitely rare and a much sought after opportunity. No wonder all the grannies are always very excited to see all the new additions into the ever-extending family tree.

Now coming to the curse of the advances in technology in today’s marriages. I believe there aren’t so many customs as many as the photographer invented to get maximum coverage of the bride. The bride was made to do god know’s what all so that they could get her snaps in all lights and angles. After that we were also made to sit with her with a betel nut leaf on her hand, and all her aunts were made to come and pose with mehendi cone on that leaf. Even the older relatives had no clue about that custom but all of us had to abide by the whims and fancies of the photographers. They had total control for the whole function, ordering where every one had to be and so on. Hope all the pics turn out great. But after all this I see the pain underwent by a bride, the photo sessions alone get so taxing, plus all the preparation behind it can definitely get on your nerves!

Another thing I’ve felt during a marriage is that all the people around don’t trust leaving their valuables back home and tug it along draping themselves with all the yellow metal possessed by them giving bappi-da (and even the bride) a complex! So all you budding thieves the best place to get some fast cash could abduct some guest (the bride is left for obvious reasons). Just kidding!!;) But then in a marriage every where is total glitter…

Getting a function right is a big responsibility in itself as your single-handedly responsible for getting the whole family together and giving them a great time. So people never lose an opportunity to meet the old and dear as the you know the saying goes ‘kya pata kal ho na ho!’

Hello!!

No. This is not a review of the movie adaptation of Chetan Bhagat’s one night at the call center which failed to create any impact on the box office even with salman and his Kat doing cameo roles, the rest were gul;)… songs from this were like a pain to the ears with just the same word repeated like a zillion times… this reminds me of another super duper bore, Karzzzz (zzz… added to show the true emotion of the viewer minus the disgust), a song from this ‘tandoori night’ is a pure laugh riot song. God!! Where has the sanity gone?
Oops…oops back from boring movies to my boring days. Wanted to start of writing about how I was not able to blog for so long!!! But don’t know why but I hardly seem to have time in college and this definitely shouldn’t be confused with me being busy chasing academic pursuits but doing stuff and stuff seriously even I have no clue what I’ve been doing the whole semester. Time just seems to fly in college and even during holidays it just quickens its speed. I still remember the days when we had our countdown for holidays and were complaining of how exams didn’t seem to end, and now! No… its already Christmas, means all the more lesser time left. Where did the days go!! 2 weeks went off in ipt(ahh…gone in the drain eh;)), a week more threre another week in illness and now the 2nd last week of my hols!!! How do days fly!!
Oh why?? Oh why why??
Do the days fly??
Why do good things come in small packages??
And why should they always come to an end??
Whaa!!!

The woes of a non cs student in engg!!

Changes are the only stuff constant,
As life changes every instant,
Apt choices to be made at every fork,
And I don’t eat pork!!

This was a feeble attempt to put up a fancy few-liners at the start of a blog. I’ve read so many blogs where people start off with a small poem, which is very meaningful and fits like a glove to the writing. Tried finding one for mine but in vain.

After the end of 10th board exams I was terribly relieved as i didn’t have to study history geography and similar stuff anymore. Phew! Seriously a sigh of relief. But little did I know about the big decision awaiting me. It was decided to take up science group but not the elective. Parents happily left the decision on me. Man! Was in a total dilemma. One thing was decided that never would I take up pure biology as couldn’t bear mugging up all the bones and veins and god knows what else hidden in the body. So basically the option left free was computer science so thought I had nothing much to ponder upon so went and quickly enrolled for comp.sci but then did I know there was another stream ‘Biotechnology’. And it being not pure bio just the interesting parts of it. It involved DNA’s and all the forensic kind of stuff, which I did have a penchant for. Rushed back to school and re-enrolled into biotech, everyone around commended saying good choice and all that. All doubts about the elective disappeared once classes started. I just started loving the subject big time; it had just the correct amount of bio not more not less. Wow! Was happy for making a right decision (at least I thought so!).
Once into engineering college only did I realize the monstrous mistake committed. Everything at least almost everything here revolves around computers. What was I thinking! In the first semester there was the first installment of torture. We had C language. In labs sat and struggled for programs which other comp.sci freaks could chant even in sleep. It was pure hell those days. Couldn’t figure out anything why were hashes including stuff, semicolons all over, weirdo commands. God! I had enough; every lab session then been completed by a short trip to my mailbox where there were proper completed programs by other friends. But then how long could it all last, before the practicals believe me or not it was possibly the worst day for me. There were all cs pro’s roaming around gossiping, sleeping, messaging or doing something that definitely didn’t involve studying for the horror in store the next day. Only thing we non-cs students could do now was to start bitching about how senseless it was. Although I did nothing to life our gpa’s but it did make us feel way better, and if by mistake some cs student hears it, god! Those stares. If stares could kill don’t know whether even having a cats 9 lives would help me anyway. Thanks to all friends it was only under their combined support and late night tutoring before a cs exam was able to pass scot free with a decent grade!
Whoa it was just after the exam did I just realize that it wasn’t a bad subject after all. Was kind of cool but then it just is tough to learn it all of a sudden.
Ill have next course of cs only in 3rd year next. Till then relief…
But our close encounters with cs don’t end. Just then do we realize if you know cs and have a liking for it (duh! All cs students love it, but just put that clause) there are innumerable stuff you could involve yourself in. at a point I seriously felt almost all the inductions happening at that point were for stuff somehow or the other related to cs!!:(
Almost the whole hostel used to clear out those days and left were those cs illiterate ones…
A piece of advice for anyone in dilemma to decide which course to take in 11th and want to get an engineering degree take up the cs course without fail or you’ll end up being a member of the computer illiterates with the only pastime being bitching about computers and the plethora of code words in them.

Sick@hostel :(

Hostel life… Ahh… seriously one of the best moments in one’s life… days filled with pure joy with literally having nothing worthwhile to do ever (unless u think chatting and playing cards as some valuable piece of work. ;)) Days in the hostel are the times when all enjoy day-in-and-day-out. Hostel days can never be replaced by anything ever; it’s literally a once in a lifetime experience!
But this clover transforms itself into hell in a snap when you fall ill. Trust me life becomes sheer distress when you are ill and upon that stuck in hostel. Here people keep taking all precautionary measures even at the slightest symptom of an illness.
Last week I was able to experience the same. Had fallen ill, nothing big just a fever, but still one in hostel could be terribly difficult. Came back from class, took up a crocin and slept like the whole day missing lunch, snacks and all. No mom screaming at your back to have food properly. Guess this is personal, doing anything on your own during these times could be tricky. When the news spreads around one by one everyone drops in to give you Get-well-soon wishes (the only good part ;)) and pieces of their own self-diagnosis and old illness stories. The worst part is to give roll call during these days. Standing in those endless lines with girls moving in all directions, and correctly that day the warden decides to have a chat with all those in ahead, it starts getting suffocating, but still there is a roll-call to give. Feeling of nausea surmounts you overcoming all you thank god when this whole ritual end. I end up going back to my room take up another crocin and there I’m fast asleep again.
I wake up next day morning with the whole body aching and feeling very feverish. I know it’s high time I go to the most dreaded and hardly visited place of the college the Hospital! Just called so but totally bereft of any proper doctors or equipments. Once in there I know it was a grave mistake. I get in, she (the doctor) asks me my ailment, I say-fever, she’s like fine, and just asks me a few more questions, and starts scribbling on to a sheet as she’ll be tortured to death if she doesn’t send a patient out in record time. The basic diagnosis for fever, i.e. checking out my temperature wasn’t done. God!! Where did I come? Taking those tablets from the dusty pharmacy I make my way back, hoping for a quick recovery.
But that’s one of the last things that happen. Took up the tablets and went off to sleep again. Correctly that was a day when almost everyone had full day class. The hostel was kind of totally empty. Around afternoon I realize that I can sleep no longer (shocking!!) but then the moments after that was pure hell, it was like watching grass grow, had literally nothing to do, just kept staring up at the roof.
Man, was happy when college timings ended and then there were people flooding back into their rooms. At last humanity around!!
Now cured and hale and hearty, back to enjoying hostel life… Ahh. Bliss.;)
The day was pure hell, never ever do I want to fall ill in college again and go to that filthy place again. Signing off praying for good health ahead for everyone!

The other side of mall!!

Shopping!! ahh.. a single word that can get me flying up with Ecstasy!! this weekend when i went back home.. first on my schedule was to go shopping.. Stuck in trichy far(can't even dream of a simple store here) And lo! to my shock(happy one!) there was a sale at a nearby mall!! Whoa! full day we planned to leave and correctly as the clock struck 3(dunno why such an odd time, but assumed less ppl would prefer shopping at this hour)the doors were shut and we were all ready for our endeavour!!;)
When we reached the mall there were strict entry restrictions had to pass through the detector then the bag checking and all!! Whew! Guess due to the recent scare caused due to these chain bombings.. But all our hopes of happy shopping experience were totally shattered when we entered the shopping arena ;) the place was a pure mess.. All clothes thrown about. getting something sensible and of your size had become an herculean task!;)Even after getting a few good ones getting a chance to try them out was tougher. long queues lined outside the changing rooms.. Man.. it was an experience in itself.. It was hellishly crowded guess everyone thought on the same lines as us. And after all that long queues and getting some crumpled outfit when u plan to bill it. that is another tiring task in itself!!:P After all this we ended up buying just one dress.. We were almost ready to dump it instead of waiting(again) outside the changing rooms! But as luck had it we saw kinda fast moving line and joined in, but Murphy's law had its toll(again!!) and ours ended up moving in fashion to make a snail proud of its speed! But then once billing was done guess All's well that ends well... but just after we leave we understand the terribly paining heels and dying calves and growling tummies only thing we freaky shoppers could hope for was to sink into the plush seats of a food court! Ahh... few minutes later sipping into my icy cool milk shake(oh! my diet's shattered again, but didn't i burn a lot too today, guess an occasional binge would do!!;)) It was bliss.. First time happy that our shopping trip was over.. The mall was kinda overflowing with freaky shoppers, romantic couples and jobless teens!! Man.. walking calmly through this crowd had become near impossible!
Back at home feels heavenly, lying down(binging again!;)) Ahh... this is bliss... Never going for a sale again..
Made a plan to go home next weekend and mom just calls me up sometime back and says a new sale and then my eyes glisten again!! some ppl just can't change!!:D

This mad ad world!!!

Long long ago maybe when our parents were kids or around the time when Television just arrived in the Indian markets, there used to just a single channel which aired programs for just (too many justs, can’t think of anything to replace it!) a small stipulated period of time and yes! There were no advertisements then. But then we have gone a long way. Now checking most of the major players in the television industry, in a half an hour program ads span at least for half the time. Making it the competition stiffer and ads just need to get better. But that’s way not what’s happening nowadays. Its like most of the ads are here without even a teensy-weensy bit of idea, they kind of just rely on flaunting big stars or skin to get the eyeballs. But then are they the ones who actually succeed in pulling the crowd. I feel a big NO!
But I would seriously like to commend some of the ads which I find to be really good and definitely amusing (err… in the right way!;))
Like the latest nokia 1600 ad which I find a real nice one.
This ad starts of by showing what everyone wishes for. Like for example they show someone hoping that even I’ll have a permanent address one day and a few ladies on a bike saying even we’ll proceed one day, a family who dream for wheels of their own, and then they reach the point where they say jab kismat ki ghanti bhajeygi hum tayaar honge behtar clarity wale nokia ke saath..
This ad shows how they have aptly merged two visibly abstract topics and depicted as a wonder thought provoking ad definitely emphasizing the mobile’s strength of greater clarity and longer talktime. For this matter I’ve always found nokia ads a real good piece of advertising.
Chlor-mint- Ahh.. Another witty idea put in here.
For this matter all their ads focus on their tagline ‘dimaag ki ghanti baji’
Their ad with the guy entering late into the class in the reverse fashion or the late night partying guy entering his house at dawn just to face his angry dad whom he cool’s down with a witty remark or the animated ad of the evolution of man and gaddu(donkey) being the same all along as he didn’t have a chlor-mint so his dimaag ki ghanti nahi baji!!
Airtel ads have always been to the point and definitely eyeball grabbing! Showing their new innovations in a subtle manner like a young couple talking about it in a playful manner makes you just sit up and watch, at least once, the idea being simple gets in, in a jiffy!
There are a quite a few ads, which you feel like watching repeatedly this is what I would call good advertising.
There are those ads of MTV On the job too, which is kind of interesting.

But most of the ads work in the other way they kind of get you irritated with the product and makes you the channel off in the mute mode.
Like the water purifier ad in which Smriti Irani a.k.a Tulsi comes to house and tells them the importance of boiling water. Oh come on! Tell me some family, which is kind of well off (at least that’s how they show the house in the ad with well dressed actress and all) with a proper gas connection who drink water straight from the tap. Oh talk about brilliance they definitely thought of an idea of involving their purifier but didn’t think of any logical connection for it with the scenes.
Another terrible ad I’ve seen is that of Hayward’s 5000(or something like that) which has Suniel Shetty and Sanjay Dutt fighting off villains (totally armed with guns and all) with just the bottles and the pressure created by the soda on the cork. Ahh… excessive use of filmy physics where even if the good guys are totally unarmed they can fight off an army with very highly stretched laws of science… man on the contrary these ads are way away from the idea.
Why should someone have this soda, after all we do not have to fight of highly armed villains on a daily basis? Next time you are stuck with a big robbing mob just try to think straight and logically and not fight them of with soda bottles.

Some of the other types of interesting ads are the musical types, which kind of get you along. Like the close-up ad with the phatphatiya hassi and the confident one. They have always kind of banked on this retro music and voice with tangy line making them sound cool and next time they come on TV you are like ‘jab hasney ke maukey aate hain!!…’
And not to forget the hutch err vodafone ad.. this ad i would say single handedly brought up the pug demand to soaring heights. and the ad's definitely pull crowds due to eye candies!! they are just so cute...
I actually don’t know why I’m writing about this but after writing it definitely feels like a weight off my chest. Whew! This ad mad world!!

caged freedom

This is a work of fiction any resemblance to anyone living or dead is totally coincidental and unintentional
When tough times are here can happy times be far behind.
I know I’ve morphed the lines of a great poem to my whims but then whatever may come I’ve always been a true optimist.
Even when problems spurt out from the left field always tried my best to keep my composure. People always how tough can it be for me to be positive always when you have been born with a silver spoon. I agree maybe I was born filthy rich but then it was that which made it worse.
Always there were restrictions. I’ve never known how it is have loads of friends or steal mangoes from the neighbors garden, playing a prank and running away, playing cricket on narrow streets and running away after a 6 i.e. when the ball cracks someone’s window pane and they come screaming. Have seen only these sights through movies but then it kept getting worse as nowadays everyone however be his economic condition is shown rich and living in mansions.
Friends that I have now or maybe had were all those rich arrogant snobs. Never have I even once felt in place with them but they were my only windows to humanity. With parents ever busy cracking million dollar deals had very less time for their only child.
But then all those days changed with the untimely demise of my dad. I was left all alone and to fend for myself. My mother (step-mother infact, mom died as and when I was born) turned the tables and took over the whole property and business leaving me with nothing but a trust which dad had created for me which was what I could say fool-proof but I could only reap its benefits when I become 21. Having just turned 18 a few days back didn’t think I would ever think of the trust. Now I was left all bereft of the pleasure that I always took for granted. But I never did I ever care about the money. No one cared for me any more left all alone in this world the first thought that came across was to explore the world.
Always wanted to be like a common man enjoying small joys in life and finding pleasure in every work (or at least that’s how they were shown in movies). After out of the house first time all alone on foot. Knew that no one would even realize I had gone missing back at home. Didn’t know where exactly I wanted to go but just kept walking. Reached a railway station, in all these 18 years of my life not even once have I traveled by this chugging array of many tall cars. The first ever time.
The railway station was terribly crowded didn’t know what to do or where to go. Saw many youngsters climbing onto a train just copied them. Got in and saw people sitting everywhere on flimsy blue colored long seats. Suddenly a fellow in a black coat came over and kept asking everyone something for which as a reply the passengers took out a small but of paper and showed him. Wondered what that was, slowly realization struck must be tickets! Which I had totally forgotten about. Oh! My god! Scared with no other choice in hand I jus kept retreating back till a reached door labeled toilet. Immediately went inside it and hid. My brains had totally stopped working just kept praying desperately. After what I felt like an hour I slowly mustered up enough courage to get out and try my luck. Ahh.. He had left. But then the adventure had just begun. As I came out I couldn’t believe my luck. There she was standing outside my dear nanny who must be possibly the only person who loved me truly and vice versa. Both of us were totally shocked and speechless for quite a while. I couldn’t believe my luck.
Overcome with joy we just kept on talking and talking not thinking where we were standing. And then came a sudden turn and both of us were thrown out of the train.
Fallen on the parallel tracks last sight which I had was her smiling a clear blissful one, wondered how could she smile so even at the mouth of death.
That was my last memory when I woke up next couldn’t see much but saw loads of blurred faces around all smiling and looked very happy. Suddenly vision cleared out and saw their faces but couldn’t recognize any. Could hear a babble of joy. They all were saying I was very lucky. Apparently I had fallen into coma for the past 11 years. But my first question was where was my nanny, the smiles disappeared they said she had died as she hit the ground. She was anyway in her last stages of leukemia and those were possibly her last few days. My desire to live had died. Who was there left for me? My legs had also got paralyzed making me a cripple for life. One trip had made me lose so much that meant the world for me. Now with the trust money and with the help of some Samaritans planned to start afresh. Now with all the freedom I ever wished for being a common man I am free now but still with bounded to destiny.

Oye-Bubbly!!

Wow... Bubble-Wrap--the plastic covers with those small blister like protrusions are a delight in themselves… God knows how many hours all of us have spent bursting those small little bubbles… guess its something no one can deny …irrespective of your age it is a perfect pastime from which immeasurable pleasure is derived… There are simply innumerable moments of joy when I’ve fought for a small piece of bubble-wrap from anyone…and then when you decide for a small portion and then start bursting…ahh… bliss!!!
It was simply awesome when we bought some big thing and guess what it was fully covered in bubble-wrap!!! Wow … fights which used to break out whenever that material makes its entry were not found as everyone had more than what we could even imagine to ask for!! But then the newfound pleasure started dying out as it started getting monotonous and we had all the freedom break as much and still have loads more left… after a few days you bet our fun had died and then it was just hoarded up somewhere totally forgotten…
Many weeks later when we got a small gift (something like a small show-piece) and guess what fights broke out again… no prizes for guessing it was covered in our long-forgotten love ‘Bubble-wrap’!!!
Its right when people say excess of anything can kind of have the opposite effect…
This is something that made me realize that great things do come in small packages and it’s the packaging (at least in my case) the most important one!!!;)

Love Story 2050

This is what I call the limit!! Lately I believe I’ve been like paying installments to get a coffin for myself, in short I’ve been going for all what I could call some the biggest ever ‘flops’!!! Today I went for Love Story 2050… Man, this definitely forms the topping…
It starts off like all the other usual movies… A rich dad who has almost nil time for his love-craving son... And the son shows his anger by scraping his dad’s favorite car… Then comes the usual melodrama of a dad scolding his son, and the son saying how bereft of love he is and goes out of the house and like any old film starts talking with the stars i.e. to his late mother about his loneliness and those clichéd moments follow!!!
Then as usual the heroine is introduced laughing like hell… Running around butterflies and somewhat coaxing them to come and sit on her hand… And lo! The guy falls for her… What I feel here is that the heroine’s role has been made pathetically boring and usual types… you know. Those actresses who just keep laughing at everything, smiling at everyone and when they do something stupid they hit their head and all that usual superfilmi stuff… what I would say that there is absolutely nothing new in this flick…
The 2050 mumbai comes only in the 2nd half… okay I don’t think in just a span of 42 years we are gonna start traveling in flying cars but all that is perfectly pardonable as the picturization of future is damn based on conjectures so chalo that’s okay… but wonder why but 2050 mumbai is filled with foreigners… but they still have kept the essence of old nation in the future by having a virtual maid called Kanta bai and there being a Calcutta pan shop where the pan’s are given by a robot who uses mumbai slang… Then comes the large number of brand endorsements… all ceat tyres ad, but when cars just fly and not move like usual on road where are the tyres used!! And there comes the lux ad’s and voila they still have Priyanka Chopra but after all she’s Zeisha here, jokes apart but those parts are what I could say some of the only bearable moments… The robot Q.T and the teddy boo are cute and fine… then there is this faceless villain with chip embedded on the bald head who is apparently a super scientist whose voice carries an unbelievable resemblance with that of Mithun da…
This is a movie where evry1 would run outta the theatre screaming i hate love stories!!!Altogether I could say this movie is something all would love to miss… I dunno whether it was my feeling or something suddenly when a good song came by suddenly you can see people stretching and suddenly comes up a small chatter… When the movie ended there was this group of girls I was walking behind and a few were kinda trying to strangle one and she was like I’m terribly sorry for booking and all… lol… could say the promos and the trailers were the only successful part of this movie as they were good enough to pull one into the theatres… And ya, the music, that is really good… the songs are and attractive part of this venture… And boy! Harman. You’ve already lost your originality. By the uncanny resemblance he holds with Hrithik no one I guess would ever consider him… acting wise there is nothing great in him but his dancing skills are terribly good maybe that’s why all through the starting when he tries to woo his lady love he keeps breaking into dance every moment…but he definitely does that well… and PC is her good old self but the script is terrible… wonder why did she ever agree for this maybe coz of He(/a)r Man;)… Guess this movie ll be remembered till 2050 one of the biggest bore’s!!;)
Waiting for a good one…

Auto's....no!!!!!

I’m sick, tired and irritated with these autowallas… Chennai is a nice place to live in, as long as you want to go somewhere and decide an auto to be your conveyance. Believe it just means hell breaking loose… this place has autowallas who just charge depending on the place you coming out from or way people have dressed… The way they charge is just terrible… these people always just seem to run at multiples of 20. Even if you want to go some meager 2kms they will be like “gimme at least 40rs!! ” what!!! And when you say its like very high they start of calling you names and saying about how the sky is falling correctly on their head… sad man. Seriously the state of the autos in this city is just pathetic… Trust me. They can go kms without any passenger but if you ask them to drop you somewhere nearby for a reasonable charge they’ll be like “price hike ma. Sorry” and demand for something like its double… I don’t know what they think but I guess they think all those who travel in an auto are some multi millionaires in some I-love-auotwallas-and-I’m-ready-to-give-them-anything game show….
Price hike has made everyone worry but its these people who know how to make hay while the sun shine or in better words how to make money while price hikes… its then their already skyrocketing prices are jus doubled… or guess if there is some hartal(Here most of them are hardly violent) and life proceeds as usual but its only and only if you hafta travel by an auto you realize… they take up the opportunity to rub us clean outta money…traveling by them in simple words means paying through your nose…
They should realize people go for other means as simply not everyone can afford an auto ride…It would be for their own good if they charged in a sane manner…
In every city I know.. even the metro’s like mumbai, banglore have proper auto services and they charge them by proper totally working meters!!
Almost every issue in this state is taken care of. But when will this problem be ever looked into!!! Why don’t we take up the cue and work to improve our present state…Will we be ever able to see a day when we can travel with a sane motor running and fare decently charged on it!! Guess I'm asking for too much…

The Trip!!

Hmm.. It was this real peaceful afternoon in ooty.. We planned to make a trip to the Mudumalai wildlife sanctuary. We called up the travels n then came the car and the driver (cum a chatterbox guide);). On the way he told us that we were some 2500 feet above sea level n to reach that sanctuary we had to go down all that… Hmm.. Sounded simple enough… During the start of the trip we were just roaming about ooty to get out of it. First on the way he showed us The area inhabited by a local tribe called the Todas who apparently consider dairy as their deity, saw their huts on the way very peculiar indeed… Then guess what in between tribe sightings and potato plantations he showed us the King Khan’s and Mallya’s house… was able to steal a glimpse of the Khan holiday villa (guess this was the closest I could get) Anyway basically humungous and apparently the Mallya residence has a helipad to it…Whoa!! Jus awesome rite… people have huge parking lots and if close to sea maybe some small boat parking spots (wonder what they are called) but this guy had a helipad…cool!!But this was just the sunny starting of the trip… then as we went along did he tell us we had a whopping 36 hairpin bends!!! 36!!! Man was terribly shocked…:O
And as we started the descend my heart was like jumping here n there and as the hair pin bends approached man. Bet u felt like my heart was like mobile ringing in vibe mode!!
And then there were these boards showing how many down and how many more to go!!
Kept my countdown strong… But at time it was like 2 hairpin bends continuously its like jumping on parallel roads… and the thing was amazingly shocking was the terrific ease with which he made the turn and even kept showing us around even when a huge lorry came up from the other side… and these roads being not the 4 laner expressways. Bet u it was a seriously stiff turn… Wow!! Seriously admiration for them jus swelled up in me… they definitely make awesome drivers…I can’t even think of walking on such steep edgeless roads and these people… omg!! Terrific!!
Once we reached ground level seriously felt great… survived it!! Yippee!!
But even the sanctuary was kind of a flop story for us… didn’t catch sight of any tigers or anything but a hell a lot of deer (damn cute aren’t they). But the greenery was breathtaking… u get the feeling of staying in such a place all around u greenery almost zero pollution…ahh… bliss… but then sense knocks u into awakening and even the end of the trip…
But then don’t forget we have the whole trip back to be covered. God!!! 36 hairpin bends again!!!! :((
When we reached back felt great and a whole lot happier after seeing all this you actually realize humans aren’t the only things on earth we own the earth as much as the fellow animals… but are the as happy as us… definitely a question to ponder upon….

Not a child's play!!

My first ever-driving class (I mean the first ever on the road one), I was so so excited about it… As I reached the driving center I was in all smiles… the excitement really reached a great height, and I just kept smiling at everyone, looked as if I had just come back from a heavy course on smile therapy… As I told the counter fellow that this was my first class (and theory class was overJ yippee), he went to call the instructor and told him about it being my first… Guess what! The instructor really got furious and started saying ‘how the hell in the first class itself I make her go onto the crowed heavy-traffic-ridden roads, she’ll get tensed, she’ll have to come earlier’ you bet man, I was really broken but then the counter fellow was like, its ok jus take her today from tomorrow onwards ill tell her to come earlier… that fellow then told me to come by 6 the next day!! I was like ‘whaaat!!’ but guess they were right in their place also… By now the excitement had come back… wow.. I’m at last going to drive hurray!! As I got into the car and started I was so very excited I guess I forgot that it’s the first ever time I’m doing this and thankfully so, nervousness and fear didn’t occupy me.. After the successful drive (mainly because he always had the steering wheel in his control;)) as we reached back he said ‘Aren’t you scared of driving on these roads at all?’ the sudden timing of the question took me by shock and all I could manage was a flimsy smileJ…Then guess what he said ‘I guess its okay you can come at anytime from tomorrow’ you guessed it right I was in my 7th heaven of delight…
Now 7 classes and 35kms since the first day all excitement has died down… just go for class out of practice… I was hardly given full control of the car which mad me madder (is there such a word) I thought all this was a kids game and he should give me total control… today when all of a sudden he stopped helping I was totally caught unaware… the car just kept swerving totally out of control, tried changing gear without pressing down the clutch, did some nonsense n suddenly the car stopped in the middle of the road, heavy horns and abuses from other fellow drivers… oops suddenly the car made a sudden change from a well trained pet to a totally untamed wild animal!!! Sad… guess it’s not as easy as it seems… my salute to all the drivers in the world!!

Rains...ahh bliss!!

Ahh… at last.. Thanks to the well timed rains that the scorching heat has subsided and I’ve at last been able to have a bath with normal tap water. And ya that’s not because there is any lack of water but, because of the scalding hot water that comes out…it feels as if the water has just made a trip to some furnace or got a free ride in a boiler before reaching our home taps…at home as we used to store water in another big bucket (err…Kind of small tank as stored in the dark interiors of the washroom that it would be cool!!) Due to which bathing was actually possible… At times the water would be too cold that you’ve got to mix the tap (aka hot water) and the bucket (aka cold water) water in the right proportions (a great bartender in the making eh… jus that mugfulls would become pegs;)…Nice career prospect though) I actually believed that there’ll be a day (keeping in mind the skyrocketing climatic heat and temperatures) that we would start getting GBW (wonder what it is eh? it means gasified bathing water;)) seriously man the heat is like so so much that water would be a rarity it would be steam all over… we can then have free steam baths… forget bathing with liquid water…At times I have this idea maybe we should have something like an anti-geyser, you know, something that works opposite to a typical water heater, cools super heated waters to some proper desired temperature.. And this idea was inspired by seeing the state of the geyser at home which is just catching dust and I believe a good residence for spiders and other creepy crawly insects…I don’t think anyone has ever used it and why would someone when is it like never cold here…
This maybe one thing I like about hostel, although outside it maybe terribly hot, the water is always cool... It gives you a feeling that this bath should never end… But then u have to face the reality you can’t always be bathing there is the awful clause of having 75% attendance to complete the course… But then I have always wondered how can the water be so cool when the outside temp temperatures are way higher than here… Then I thought maybe the tank is like covered in years of muck and dirt that even heat cannot penetrate it (awesome cover (up) eh...)
But seriously thanks to the rains we can forget the scorching hot days at least for some time… Ahh… bliss cool climate, cool water but it could sure seem hell for people down with cold;)... Rest rock on!!!

Overdreaming

After long hours of fights atlast i started going for well my my heavily awaited driving classes... Dad well felt that anyway for the next few years ill be definitely stuck in coll and i'm definetly not getting a chance to drive so y get a licence now..but i would't give way.. i wanted it means i wanted it...
after long hours of search mom and i zeroed on 1 driving school which seemed relatively good... after paying the fees n all they were like "okay u can start off ur classes tomorrow" you bet i was mad with excitement.. Wow atlast something...Whoa!! A mechanical thing is gonna be run by me!! itll hopefully move at my beck n call...was damn happy...
the next day i went all ready for action on the road... he asked me to wait..
that is when all the drama begun..;)
"I started dreaming about how my first run ll b... on the drivers seat.. ill just glide through the roads and then the instructor will be like are you sure its ur first time.. ill give him my confident smile and overtake the roads... and immediately as they are overimpressed ill be given my license... they suggested F1 as he saw the potential in me to overtake the fastest n the best... there ferrari agrees to sponsor me n i go for my first match... all heavily experienced men all over i compete i win!!!
n there i stand on the podium giving my victory speech..as how i got into all this.. holding the prestigious cup in my hand with happiness written all over my face....:) "
Suddenly the drving school guy comes up and says "ma'am lets start" im like "o cool!! sure"
i was almost about to get out through the door to get into the car..that he calls me again... "ma'am first class only theory ma" im like"Whaaat!!"....
and ya he makes me sit behind the dummy steering wheel and gear stuff teaches me how im supposed to hold the steering wheel n the different gears and the A-B-C(accelerator-brake-clutch) this went on for a painful half an hour...
And ya obviously what was i thinking... overtaking the roads without knowing the difference between an accelerator and a brake!!!
my goodness i can seriously get carried away... never knew could get so so terribly wild ideas...
man.... wat da hell am i upto.......

The Beggining!!

Ahh.. At last im writing my first ever blog:), which was what I was thinking for like ages but could never convince myself to actually get up and do…and even now I’m like dead shocked… It was the lecture by Ms.Bansal on blogging, which actually got mental wheels churning… She had come to our college for the same, for which me and my friend (another aspirant who maybe can race me in the art of laziness;)) had planned to attend.. And at the same our wretched math papers had to be distributed (which took loadsa time). After that somehow when we reached the Audi the first line we heard was ‘And I conclude by saying…’ but like any other lecture conclusion went on for another 20 mins..Which I would was pretty interesting to get me hooked…
What the hell am I doing??? Writing has never been my forte… maybe talking endlessly crap (if it can be considered as something sane)… but then blogging??
Always wanted to try it out but then there was something pulling me back… some of those invisible and seemingly invincible threads of apprehension and laziness always kept me away… Believe me it took loads of determination to actually get me to do this… (Sounds as if I did some super hi-funda robbery…)
Who am I? Some question I can just keep asking without getting an answer ever.. I could call myself another eating talking homo sapien walking totally aimlessly on the face of earth…. Or maybe call myself like calvin (of calvin and hobbes fame) ‘we’re just tiny specks on a planet particle, hurling through the infinite blackness’ ;)Just hoping I can keep the excitement alive and go on…:)