Monday, January 09, 2006

Banner'Ghatta' - 'The Most Ghatiyaaa!!!'

For the benefit of those of you who donot understand hindi, Ghatiya implies Very Bad, Nearing Worst.

Now, here came a weekend and there went a weekend too. What did I do? Now, don’t be surprised, I did do something worth remembering. On Saturday, it was time again for some household chores. So, I along with Bakka Rams borrowed our very own Devil’s (Tuneesh) bike. I prefer to call him Korivi Deyyam (meaning Devil in Telugu – God knows if I am right). I was in a state of trance. The extra hours of work at office did take a toll on my general health; I was able to feel it.

As we went around the City doing one petty job after the other, I was unable to concentrate. Especially in Bangalore and that too while driving it’s considered a sin. But, I just couldn’t help it! So, here I was riding at 40 Kmph impervious to the external environment (I told ya my situation). Also, one more important thing to note here is that the bike didn’t have a horn. So, I was enjoying myself whistling away and shouting at the co-commuters (don’t read it again, you read it right).

At half past 3 ‘O’ Clock, we reached Tata Indicom’s office, one of the worst. Firstly, there wasn’t much space to sit and move around. Secondly, a senior citizen was eating my brain on how to sit and how not to. Fortunately for me he didn’t know Telugu and I don’t know Kannada (and enacted as if I didn’t know Eng-lish!). Thirdly, well forget it; it took us 2 hours to get out of that place and we were able to cancel that stupid internet connection which was free of deposit. We learnt our lesson though, don’t buy/take anything just because its free!!!

The next day (Sunday – 08-Jan-06), we were off to Bannerghatta National Park. I was very excited and thrilled for I was going to a safari for the first time in my life. After many setbacks we were able to get out of the place by 11:00. Without further delay, (4 of us on two bikes, Goca and Pathi on one, while me and Devil on the other – Remember this!) we set out to ‘The Bannerghatta National Park’! The Bannerghatta road has a reputation for being the worst highways in the whole of the south (Am I exaggerating – No!!). Though it was just 25 Kms away, it took us a solid 1.5 hours to reach the place.

After this, it was !@$$$ (No expression!!!) and not Fun. We took the tickets for the grand safari and then set out seeing many of our friends caged in the Zoo! By the time we finished seeing all those animals at the Zoo, it was already 1:30 PM. So, we decided to take a bite and get finished with the Safari thing. At 1:45, we finally boarded the Mazda Van and set in for a memorable journey (I’ll remember this for years to come)!

Firstly, gates to Jurassic Park I opened up and it was supposedly an Herbivore safari. We found two bisons and one deer. He also showed us a Camel, but being in Rajasthan, I could recognize that it wasn’t, while the others were busy taking pictures (I think that was a mule). The guide was misleading us and that’s a forgivable offense and so we set out into JP-II (Bear safari). After two rounds of the entire place, he showed us one small bear sleeping somewhere in the bushes. So much for the extra buck that we paid! And then it was JP-III (Lion and Tiger safari). Irony here was, all the lions were caged and also the most ferocious tigers too. Only a few were left in the open! I didn’t quite understand the setup. We were caged and they were too. What’s the point??? (Do you get it??)

Finally, after 1 hour of that gruesome experience, we were about to leave, when one of the bike’s tire (Is that a tyre, Bill Gates doesn’t think so? So, I decided to go with MS Word this one time!) got punctured. As we got that fixed and started our way back home, it was yet another memorable journey.

Amidst all this confusion and irritation, Goca met with an accident. As far as I saw them fall, it was a Hollywood action scene! He must have been at 80 Kmph and the car infront of him (Santro) suddenly stopped near a divider break to take a right turn. God knows what both of them were thinking, but Pathi was in the air for a moment and I swear I saw that! After that Goca got an Oscar for his action at the scene. He acted as if his ear got torn because of the accident and the car driver got frightened too. After all it was our day, so nothing much happened except for a bruise on Goca’s forearm and Pathi – he hit the road hard and thus damaging it (Thank God that nothing serious happened)!

I had a very bad time driving till our place and then it was time for some fun. Chakri was the only bakra available to play my pranks and so, I took inspiration from Peter Jackson and narrated the entire sequence with much added/needed colour. He was so concerned that he was getting ready to meet them (some place in the hospital)! Hehehe! Afraid that I would create a Hollywood inspiring blog and rumour, Goca used half of his balance to call up people and tell them that he was completely alright!!!

So, it was an action filled weekend and here I am wasting my time at writing these! Once again, I am supposed to be at work and finish this god damn model in three days! Guys I am going home for sankranthi on 11-jan-06. I am going to get a stove this time and cook for myself!!! Until the next blogger, Bye bye!!!

Do send me your comments at the comments section!! (Now, this is a copy from sekhar suman. God alone knows how many people read my stupid blogs, but I do ;-))!


Thursday, January 05, 2006

Time Pass!

The problem with too much of anything is one tends to lose track of his goal. So, here I am trying to do something useless OR useful (?) can’t really say can I. As work is taking its toll on me (10 to 01 hrs), I am taking out myself to the world this way.

May be this philosophy flowing out this way because of the background too. I am presently hearing to ‘Hotel California’ (Eagles). So, please pardon me if you are reading my blog tooooo!

This is some cocktail test that I took. It was all randomly picked I guess, but its very good and perfect too. What say people?? ;-)

I actually wanted to put up the picture here, but the damn site is unable to upload despite several attempts by me (the poor-rich soul, I know I sound crazy!!! but cant help it)!

How to Make a Vinay

3 Parts of Competitiveness
1 Part of Humour
3 Parts Leadership

Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds and add a bit of lustfullness if desired!!!!


How to make a vinay
Ingredients:
3 parts competetiveness
1 part humour
3 parts leadership
Method:
Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Add a little lustfulness if desired!

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

A Tribute to the Great Braille

You can Win, given any situation provided you strongly feel so. This blog is a tribute to the great and inspirational Louis Braille who revolutionized the lives of many a blind around the world. I had heard about this man earlier too. But, thanks to Google that I got to know about his birthday i.e. today (04Jan06). Read a story about him on some site (can’t remember the URL). This is an abridged version of the bigger story.

Braille’s father used to sell leather goods to make a living and it was on one of those unfortunate days when Braille actually used an awl to poke one of his eyes (at the age of three). It was the early 1800’s and good medication was unheard of. Eventually, he lost his eyesight.

He found it very difficult to cope with the situation for sometime. But, adapted himself to the new way of living pretty quickly. He used to perform well at school but realized the importance of books and the kind of knowledge that he was closed to. In all of France, only Paris had a school especially for blind. So, without any further delay, he made it to that school only to find that the books they use would take a long long time to read too. He was of the view that Nothing’s Impossible (Adidas – Are you hearing this??) and bent upon finding a better way to read books

French army used to make use of a code to send messages across to soldiers then. As the light of a match would make the soldier an easy target for the enemy, they developed a special code which would help the soldiers read the instructions even in the dark (using their hands). Braille got hold of this code and worked on it over a summer to develop a system which makes use of 6 dots to represent an alphabet. This was the birth of a revolution for all those unprivileged people (should I say that). Eventually, he died at the age of 44 somewhere in France (can’t remember the place – sorry folks)!

Please pay your tributes to him too!