After any war,terrorist attack,bad politics ... What I get is tons of forwarded emails ...bullshit
In the name of patriotism, what all people do is forward emails that concern those activities .... what a shit..... If someone really has to do something then get off your ass and do something ..dont just stay shitting on your chair and yell those bloodies by writing emails ..this will not change anything as I have been receiving these emails since decades and nothing has changed ....
If you can't do anything just stay calm like me .... accept your fate and strength.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Second Citizen
I have heard from Indians living abroad in countries like States, UK that they feel they are the second citizen of the country. Thats bad on the one hand but logical on the another. You actually are not a citizen of that particular country. What if some feel same living in India, our own country. At least I dont have any logic or reasoning for that. So, I can say its just bad. I will try to narrate one particular incident.
Last to last night, I had a good sleep after many nights and I was full of energy yesterday. The result was, all five of us decided to bike. We planned to go to Karavarhalli hills passing nandi hills so that we could get a view of nandi too. We left around 3 pm evening. We left the highway by taking a turn for nandi hills. The road was better this time. After riding for some distance I heard from one of my co-biker screaming and saying some guys in the car behind us are trying to mess with us. Skoda Octavia, loaded with some drunken guys. How we know they were drunk is the way they were driving and few of them also holding KF cans. We then decided to stop by a small shop to let them go ahead and then we could ride in peace. Just behind my bike I heard horn from the car in question. They also stopped behind us. I then just moved my bike forward and parked. I was not scared at that time. We asked for a bottle of Coke from the shopkeeper. They were asking some cigarettes from the shopkeeper. They had increased the volume of their music system. I had a close look inside the car and there were 5 of them all seemed southians and at that point to time I could say I was a little scared. We were waiting for them to move forward but they were just waiting there too. May be they wanted to hit our bikes while riding and make us land with some good injuries. One of them, the driver, called us and our friend(chakresh) went to talk to them. They asked him what language do you speak, He said, without fear, I dont know Kannada. Only hindi and English. Then they asked him whether/where you work or study. After sometime they left and I had a chance to listen to their deeds with my friends. They actually tried to hit one of the bikes. it was close. my friends sitting on the bikes screamed at them. from then onwards they started messing with them.
They are gone.
The question revolving around us was whether we should continue to ride forward. We were sort of scared for sure. They had a big car. If they would hit us during hill climbing, no way our bodies could be found. They were drunk. Still we decided to move forward and we started. Half way through the hills, We had some discussion and and took a U-turn. The discussion involved we five being short,thin,sober and them being exactly opposite. The scenes that were to be seen from the top and enjoy, we had to compromise and admire them from a little up from the bottom.I even took some snaps.
We could not make it to the top.
We could not do what we wanted to.
We were still afraid of being caught and hit by those .........
Why did they ask what language do we speak? What would have happened if at least one of us would be speaking Kannada, I guess their response would be "enjoy maadi".May be they would offer us some drink too.
We were afraid of two reasons mainly . 1) Not being southians 2)They with a big car and we with bikes.
I dont know how logical our fear of not being southians was. What I do know is I was scared. In my own country. like a second citizen.
Last to last night, I had a good sleep after many nights and I was full of energy yesterday. The result was, all five of us decided to bike. We planned to go to Karavarhalli hills passing nandi hills so that we could get a view of nandi too. We left around 3 pm evening. We left the highway by taking a turn for nandi hills. The road was better this time. After riding for some distance I heard from one of my co-biker screaming and saying some guys in the car behind us are trying to mess with us. Skoda Octavia, loaded with some drunken guys. How we know they were drunk is the way they were driving and few of them also holding KF cans. We then decided to stop by a small shop to let them go ahead and then we could ride in peace. Just behind my bike I heard horn from the car in question. They also stopped behind us. I then just moved my bike forward and parked. I was not scared at that time. We asked for a bottle of Coke from the shopkeeper. They were asking some cigarettes from the shopkeeper. They had increased the volume of their music system. I had a close look inside the car and there were 5 of them all seemed southians and at that point to time I could say I was a little scared. We were waiting for them to move forward but they were just waiting there too. May be they wanted to hit our bikes while riding and make us land with some good injuries. One of them, the driver, called us and our friend(chakresh) went to talk to them. They asked him what language do you speak, He said, without fear, I dont know Kannada. Only hindi and English. Then they asked him whether/where you work or study. After sometime they left and I had a chance to listen to their deeds with my friends. They actually tried to hit one of the bikes. it was close. my friends sitting on the bikes screamed at them. from then onwards they started messing with them.
They are gone.
The question revolving around us was whether we should continue to ride forward. We were sort of scared for sure. They had a big car. If they would hit us during hill climbing, no way our bodies could be found. They were drunk. Still we decided to move forward and we started. Half way through the hills, We had some discussion and and took a U-turn. The discussion involved we five being short,thin,sober and them being exactly opposite. The scenes that were to be seen from the top and enjoy, we had to compromise and admire them from a little up from the bottom.I even took some snaps.
We could not make it to the top.
We could not do what we wanted to.
We were still afraid of being caught and hit by those .........
Why did they ask what language do we speak? What would have happened if at least one of us would be speaking Kannada, I guess their response would be "enjoy maadi".May be they would offer us some drink too.
We were afraid of two reasons mainly . 1) Not being southians 2)They with a big car and we with bikes.
I dont know how logical our fear of not being southians was. What I do know is I was scared. In my own country. like a second citizen.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Another night show ....
Yes, I am talking about a movie show last night. The date today says it should be, you are right, "jaane tu ya jaane na".
The flashback: I have one friend of mine who is like a big(yes he is!) fan of Genelia, we even want to call him Akhil D'souza. But, we are afraid of his hulk like hands. Few days back he agreed to take us to theater to watch this movie.
Yesterday, being Thursday, we planned to watch that movie. I got a call from another friend, Chakresh, asking what's the plan. I then called Akhil and I heard a "yes" from him. The time was like 6 PM and no tickets were available in INOX, another theater which was playing that movie was Fun Cinema. Upon calling them, they said their online booking is somehow not available but tickets are. I called back Chakresh. He says "you know that" when I asked what are you doing near Cunningham road. I informed him about the situation asking will you go and buy tickets for us. After resisting for some time, he finally agreed. It took him almost like an hour to travel 4kms in that traffic. Finally the tickets were booked at 8 and he left to meet his dear who was waiting for him at a place that was almost 10kms away from theater. I had to pray,frighten him to come back to theater by 10 pm.
On the other side, I reached home and with sandy, another friend, I left for jogging. thats right, jogging. I decided to do something for my belly which was trying to touch the chair which I was sitting on. Yesterday was the day to start it and I somehow had a feeling that if I don't start today, I will never. When four of us were home, one gentleman raised the question of the day, like any other day, whats the plan for dinner?. We decided to go to one cheap/small restaurant nearby and I had an encounter with a dead son of a cockroach in my chicken(assumed) biryani. Which reminded me of the day when we cleaned our kitchen by killing millions of those creatures. mala, considering himself Legolus, killed most of them. At 9:30 we decided to leave home for movie, the time when chakresh calls and says he's on his way to movie. It was good, all of us would be at movie on time. We left around 9:40 and we thought we could make it in 20 mins, as traffic was expected to be less. While I was sitting behind sandy, got a phone call for a breaking news "The other bike which was carrying two of my friends, ran out of fuel", wow!! First thought which came into mind was, chakresh, beating us all up since he left early just for us and that too leaving his dear and would be waiting for us. Fortunately, the petrol bunk was on the other side of the road and we managed to feed mala's baby(the bike).
Once we reach there, of course after my misguidance, as expected, the guy waiting for us at the theater was fuming. By then movie was passed 30 mins and we decided to watch first 30 mins at home since we had it downloaded. As usual Akhil with his younger reached late and sandy (who else?) has to go out with tickets to bring the chief guests in.
The movie was really great, as expected and heard. We did not have much time at home to watch first 30 mins of the movie as it was already late at night. not that we had to go to bed rather had to pour some MD(McDowells no .1) pegs. Just like any other night, we gulped some alcohol and went to bed.
Today, one guy who seemed pretty enthusiastic about drinking last night, pings me and says "abe mera sir ghoom raha hai abhi bhi" and "
The flashback: I have one friend of mine who is like a big(yes he is!) fan of Genelia, we even want to call him Akhil D'souza. But, we are afraid of his hulk like hands. Few days back he agreed to take us to theater to watch this movie.
Yesterday, being Thursday, we planned to watch that movie. I got a call from another friend, Chakresh, asking what's the plan. I then called Akhil and I heard a "yes" from him. The time was like 6 PM and no tickets were available in INOX, another theater which was playing that movie was Fun Cinema. Upon calling them, they said their online booking is somehow not available but tickets are. I called back Chakresh. He says "you know that" when I asked what are you doing near Cunningham road. I informed him about the situation asking will you go and buy tickets for us. After resisting for some time, he finally agreed. It took him almost like an hour to travel 4kms in that traffic. Finally the tickets were booked at 8 and he left to meet his dear who was waiting for him at a place that was almost 10kms away from theater. I had to pray,frighten him to come back to theater by 10 pm.
On the other side, I reached home and with sandy, another friend, I left for jogging. thats right, jogging. I decided to do something for my belly which was trying to touch the chair which I was sitting on. Yesterday was the day to start it and I somehow had a feeling that if I don't start today, I will never. When four of us were home, one gentleman raised the question of the day, like any other day, whats the plan for dinner?. We decided to go to one cheap/small restaurant nearby and I had an encounter with a dead son of a cockroach in my chicken(assumed) biryani. Which reminded me of the day when we cleaned our kitchen by killing millions of those creatures. mala, considering himself Legolus, killed most of them. At 9:30 we decided to leave home for movie, the time when chakresh calls and says he's on his way to movie. It was good, all of us would be at movie on time. We left around 9:40 and we thought we could make it in 20 mins, as traffic was expected to be less. While I was sitting behind sandy, got a phone call for a breaking news "The other bike which was carrying two of my friends, ran out of fuel", wow!! First thought which came into mind was, chakresh, beating us all up since he left early just for us and that too leaving his dear and would be waiting for us. Fortunately, the petrol bunk was on the other side of the road and we managed to feed mala's baby(the bike).
Once we reach there, of course after my misguidance, as expected, the guy waiting for us at the theater was fuming. By then movie was passed 30 mins and we decided to watch first 30 mins at home since we had it downloaded. As usual Akhil with his younger reached late and sandy (who else?) has to go out with tickets to bring the chief guests in.
The movie was really great, as expected and heard. We did not have much time at home to watch first 30 mins of the movie as it was already late at night. not that we had to go to bed rather had to pour some MD(McDowells no .1) pegs. Just like any other night, we gulped some alcohol and went to bed.
Today, one guy who seemed pretty enthusiastic about drinking last night, pings me and says "abe mera sir ghoom raha hai abhi bhi" and "
subah pet jal raha tha bhayankar types ..... kuchh karna padega
jata hoon ...kuchh pee pakar aata hoon" .... good luck dude.
Friday, July 4, 2008
first post
Finally...., I dont know what will write here, but i guess i too have a story to tell and that should
be good enough for first post ...
be good enough for first post ...
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