Juke Box

My flower

Blue sky and white clouds
Say a feeling
My heart calls for an end
The End is finally near
Those wonderful days together
Appear infront of my eyes
My eyes close to form my flower
My flower brings sunshine
Sunshine lights my soul
My soul now yearns for the flower
My flower is a day away
That day is tomorrow

Walk to a healthy life

I have always been part of the good health movement. Yoga, meditation and the regular exercises forced upon us by the school were the first steps towards good health. I read a lot of material on health and nutrition. I have enjoyed it. I keep advising many people. I had been coaxed earlier by my Dad to go for a jog or walk in the morning. I always felt healthy then. But, suddenly I feel I am growing old. The beer phobia effect may be aging me. *Am I seeing Smitha's eyes getting red?* The real reason has been everyone grows old and there is a need to preserve the health we have. I have been observing a paunch and I decided to act. Also, Smitha who had been taking morning walks earlier has offlate stopped it completly. She says work has kept her away from her walks.
Smitha by the way is my lovely wife. :) We are approaching our 1st marriage anniversary on 24th Dec. (eve of Christmas). One year that we have been married. Time flies.
One fine Wednesday morning, I got up at 6 am and asked Smitha to start our daily morning walk routine. Out came the shoes and socks. There is a small park where a zillion dogs have made their home. Battling the initial fear of dogs, I walked with Smitha. As we approached the park, we saw the park and the road that surrounds the park filled with joggers, walkers (like us) and some wannabe badminton players. One striking feature of the badminton players is their large paunch. They play badminton as if it was a touch me not plant. We started with a good pace and a swing in the arms. We took 4 rounds of the park and one bigger round across the road where we touched another park. I came back and stopped for some stretching while Smitha continued her walk. She takes 10 and that requires stamina. I am not on the weight reduction program and hence, 3 rounds are good enough. I love stretching exercises. I have suddenly felt myself very energetic and alert. I guess the fresh air and lots of pure oxygen is keeping me in the "zone". We both want to keep it going as long as we can.

Encounter with King Cobra

I have always been fascinated by wildlife. I used to spend most of my holidays at a zoo in Dharwar. I used to go once in the morning and then again in the evening. It was near my grandparents house. Also, I watch lot of documentries on wild animals.
Myself and Smitha returned home after spending the evening outside. As we neared our building, we could see 3 people including our watchman frantically waving to park the car outside. I thought there must be something wrong. First the thought of another murder or theft crossed my mind. As I came out of the car, the watchman said there was snake that they had seen and it was resting underneath a Santro. He also said it was a cobra. I had seen cobras earlier and had also seen one killed by the watchmen at Kumarapatnam. They insisted on burning it and created a bonfire.

After watching from the gate for the snake, I decided it is time to go near and check for the snake. I went along with the watchman and with the help of his fading torch light, we searched for the cobra. There was no sign of it. The thought of the cobra springing on us from the top kept haunting me. We tried using the scooter's light to search. But alas, it wasn't there. The watchman went and switched on the lights. And in the process of our search, he moved the car covers and lo! there was our reptile. The watchman was lucky that he didn't get bitten while he went to switch on the lights. It quickly tried moving towards some stones that was used as a makeshift kitchen. Everyone were scared to see the cobra. It was black in colour and nearly 6 feet in length. I was not scared but just startled to be there. I asked the watchman to capture the snake in the gunny bag that was there. He was too scared. He clearly stated that he didn't have the guts. So much for our security guys. Will these people ever make better guards? I acted and told the other building inmates(2 of them at that moment) that we will try to capture the snake. I took two gunny bags and pulled it near the snake with the help of the long stick. The cobra sensing it hissed and rose its magnificent hood. The hissing was heard near the entrance of the gate. Cobras have the their hood to scare the enemies or predators. It moved back and hised loudly as I pulled the bag near it. After 2-3 minutes of continous hissing and waving of the hood, it struck the bag. It is my knowledge that snakes have venom for only one bite and it takes 3-4 days to get their venom back in their salivary ducts. I tried instigating the snake more to get its venom rid of it. It moved to a corner and got relatively quiet. I touched the snake with the stick. It didnt strike the stick. It was more or less tired. Then, I tried pulling another gunny bag to get the snake inside. The cobras are the intelligent among the snakes and it didn't move in to the gunny bag. I was nearly 2 feet away from the snake now. I wasn't scared of its hissing nor of its hood. I was in a trance too. May be I got mesmerised by the snake. I couldn't hear people calling me to stop it. Mr Cobra suddenly got very angry. He pulled his hood a lot higher now with loud hissing continuing. He tried moving towards the left. I moved towards the right to get the gunny bag that was lying on the floor. Suddenly, Mr Cobra changed his direction and gave a lunge. It was so quick that it almost scared us. Mr. Cobra with nowhere to go now came out in the open and sprung up its hood and waited for our next move. There was no movement from either of us. Status Quo maintained. I suddenly came back to this world and searched for Smitha. She had gone home disgusted with my heroism. I went back home leaving Mr Cobra in charge of other inmates. I knew my heroism were uncalled for and I had to be a lot more responsive. We could have called a professsional snake catcher to help us out initially. After my dinner and lot of pacifying, I went back and the other inmates had decided to let Mr Cobra to himself and allow him to sneak away. I didnt want Mr Cobra to be killed. It was a wise decision at 1 am. We returned back and today after getting up headed towards teh basement. The watchman said he had searched for the snake and it was nowhere to be seen. Mr Cobra having encountered someone for his match thought it was better to leave the place than end up in a gunny bag. (errr I wasn't going for the gunny bag heroics again :P). Anyway, Mr Cobra gave sleepless nights to some. I slept like a baby though. :D Some people were joking about the whoel incident. There were lot of laughs at the end (this morning). My intention was to get the snake out alive. And, Mr Cobra survived the human intervention. So, all's well that ends well. *hope I don't see Mr Cobra again * :)

Germany , Airport and Me

I have been thinking what I shoudl be writing these days. I can pen all the things happening here and everyone would love it. I am a sadist. I don't want people to enjoy. :P Sorry, I was joking. I will put in more hours on this.

I have always admired the Germans and the Russians. Whom do I hate? Secret to be revealed. :) I took the German carrier. They have huge aircrafts compared to other aircrafts. Economy travel is made pleasant with the plush interiors. They also play good music and have a host of radio selections. There was even a Tamil channel.

Can you belive this? I am hearing to Sweet Home Alabama on the computer and I hear the same song blaring out on the radio. Thats a coincidence.. Love such things happening. yippie! Oopsie back to the carrier.

I settled in the aisle seat. It was dark. I was tired. I had narrowly made it to the airport. Do yu want to hear the story? OK here it goes.

I had been doing all the last day preparation of packing and buying stuff. In this confusion, spectacles was misplaced. They had been left in a shop. There were spare ones. I quickly had a bath at 4 30pm. My flight was at 7 pm I think I need to check out the plane timings. I had to leave by 5pm. But, lot of confusions and we were leavin by 5 30. I was driving my car and i made a decisoin that I will get the spectacles. I was putting so many people in trouble. I knew it and still I took the risk. I wonder why I take such risks.
So, I got the spectacles and made a dash towards the airport. I took the ring road from Koramangala. I thought its the quickest way to the airport and I would be there in a span of 1 mins. I got a shock seeing a diversion towards Domlur. I thought, it wouldnt take much time. I reached the Domlur ShantiSagar and lo the traffic stoppped moving. I waited. My parents waited. I was patient. I was a lil' concerned but was confident that if i started moving, I will take down all the vehicles on the road. That's confidence eh? Yeah. I waited for half an hour. I got nervous. I got out of the car . I took a few breaths of fresh air. Everyone had enough of this pit stop. I returned back and the next moment I saw some red lights flashing. I faintly heard some people saying that there our former CM was on his way back home. So, much for our convenience. HIgh time they got a copter for the VIPs. The line of vehicles started moving. I quickly changed gears and drove like a rally driver. I made it to the airport in 5 mins from Domlur with all the traffic around. I got out of the car. I asked my dad to park the vehicle coz i didnt want to miss the plane. I saw many of my friends waiting. I was dazed and lot nervous. I just gave a smile. I just managed to glance at my friends. I didnt even get time to say a goood bye to my parents and other loved ones. I have to curb my instincts at times and have to think about otehrs as well. Next time, I will do that and take the Mg Road. How's that ? Gotcha you right haha. Thats me.
There are some people who really got things goign whilst in the airport. Normally I dont take names. But then, I have to. One is Sudip for his excellent presence of mind asking us to check in baggages. How can i leave my mama? He is alwys dependable. He always gets it right. I am just lucky enough to have him so close. And lastly my lovely wife who is already bearing me for all the confusions i put her in.
I am thankful to all the people who made it to the airport. I hope they read this some time in the future. Others too got me on phone. I also had swithced phones whilke i was driving. hence, I coudlnt talk to people who called.
So, I walked and got the boarding pass. Two of us were the last people boarding the plane. The plane was packed. I got a seat beside a big assed guy and a gentleman who was not that big. All the things that happened that day just played ni front of my eyes. I heaved a sigh of relief and drank the juice served.
We made it to Chennai and waited for 2 hours to take the flight to Frankfurt. I boarded Lufthansa at 1 30 am and I quickly fell asleep. I woke up and found a water bottle on my tummy. It was all dark and some people were making it at the back. I too went to get some juice. And hell, what do I see there? No,, dirty fellas I didnt see any skin. I saw two bottles of wine: White and red. I got my juice and didnt even look at the two bottles. I returned back and rued my chance. How I wished I coudl finish the whole bottle!! OK , let me get some skin in to the aircraft. Lufthansa from India have very pretty air hostesses. There always will be one air hostess who will be over the top kind. And, she will never serve me. This is bad. Yes, I knwo I am married. I aint asking her for a date. I just want her to serve me. Wifey if you read this, i wrote this only to add spice.
I had another nap and breakfast was served. I liked it. In the next 10 mins we heard that we were landing at Frankfurt. We landed. I still love King Fisher for their landing. They have the smoothest landing. *not that I am a frequent flier * I came out of the aircraft to board a bus. A small breeze just caressed. I loved it. After 8 hours of travel, even the coldest fresh air is heaven. It was 3 degree celsius. It was cold. We were at the transit in Frankfurt. We rached there at 7 30 am and had to wait till 1 30 pm. Frankfurt doesnt have enough seats for passengers waiting for the aircraft. I coudl see many ppl squatting on floor. Some were sleeping too. I said India and the world over are the same. When the need comes, everyone needs to kiss the earth with their a***. The wait was killing me. I hate to sleep and i took a few walks all around the terminal. I also solved 4 Sudoku. Then after a long wait, it was 12 noon. That wsa the time to enter the gates. And another Lufthansa to catch for another 8 hours. Yippie i said lets do it again. This flight had the worst airhostesses you can find. All were very old. I thiink I sle[pt the whole journey. As we were nearing our destination *which is a secret*, we got a message from the pilot saying its very busy and he has to circle round to get his time to land. I just saw out and saw huge clouds. Clouds that were thick and rain bearing were all aroudn us. The aircraft rocked. It moved up and down. I coudl see some people taking out he paper buckets to gather some stuff. I said to myself, if i am no more its hte best way to die. Dependents alwyas get huge sums for the air tragedy. It was a scary moment when the aircraft was rocking. But somehow we landed and there was a cheer of joy in everyones faces. Wow1 i said were we so close to danger? I wouldnt know. Only our pilot and the black box woudl tell the real story.

Thats the end now. I am feeling lkot sleepy. I am not geting the flow right. Eeek. I hope to improve.

Someday- just cant stop hearing it

I aint gonna tell where I am. Most ppl who are close know where I am hiding. :P Place has beautiful weather. I guess the weather god just wanted me to enjoy the weather. A big thumbs up to HIM. I love the weather, love the place, love the work. I don't have any preference when it comes to work. But I love to work. And its nice to see ppl working during the working hours here. Also, ppl also come in early and go home early. I love early risers and the morning time is the most productive time. Thats where India is lagging behind. We want to complete work in the evenings or late nights all the time.
Anyway, I am in a mood to listen to music. When I want to think how my life is goign, I listen to music and think deeply. I am currently listening to "Someday we are gonna dance with those lions".
If I can just recollect the songs that i have in my collection, all of them have good meaningful lyrics. I dont know how i picked up "Good to be on the road back home". It tells you about the evils of drinking. Tell me this is coincidence. [:D] . I have "Yellow" which describes my life. I feel everything is yellow all the time. Yellow is not a colour of positiveness. Its much like a situation wherein you love the way you are but there are still things that can be improved. Then, I have "Whereever I roam". That song always plays when I have to make myself arrogant and show other ppl the middle finger. I feel doubly strong and in that mood, its better you avoid me. To most ppl I woudln't show my arrogance. If I am pissed off royally, I will be sulking and i guess its someone else who takes a hit. [:D] Watch out for those painful moments.

Right now as I write, I am hearing to it. [:D]
Anyway, I think I will just sleep now. Its good to be back on the road back home. I want to get to the feeling of "Earth becomes my throne, i adapt to eh unknown".
I know i am feeling a lot worse today and words are not crisscrossing. I wonder why. I think I will stop here for better things to write tomorrow. Catch you in the future if the future beholds!!!

Here i am again

Lots of things have happened in my life after November. I am on the path where I thought I would never tread. Finally on 24th Dec, I chose it and will stick to it. Thats what I promised. *wicked laugh* I had also was running to get my visa stamped.
There is a small story to tell. I don't know but i think myself and my friend had been to this astrologer. We had been to get my friend's horoscope checked if he can get married. Our good astrolger had advised something to my friend regarding the job, overseas travel and marriage. The astrolger asked my bday. I said I didn't want to get it checked. But, mn friend insisted and here there was, the astrologer telling me that I will be here in India and I would never step a foot outside India. Hmm, I thought. Thats fine. I will be happy in India and India has to keep the curse of me living in her country. *wicked smile* And, I was still thinking of it when my visa was stamped. I said to myself, somethign should go wrong now for sure. How foolsih i was to still have his words in my head. Another thing to add was I was goign to Singapore after the lane switch. (guess what the lane switch is hehe ). And, on 30th Dec, I was in the airport still thinking about it. I was happy when the immigration officer asked me to wait. I am sadist at times. But, then a senior officer let me through. No, this cannot happen. What a twist in fate!!! I was still thinking, the plane is not goign to leave the ground. But it took off. Then, I said Jim Morrison here I come with THE END. But, I am sorry but ti didnt happen and I was walking in Singapore airport with the immigration gal smiling and she even offered a candy. Great I said. I finally have put my foot in to land I was not supposed to touch.

Singapore was fine. Nice cars, nice hotel, good clean roads and lots of beautiful chics. The dressing sense of most Singaporeans is really high class. Children are cute *i ain't paedophilic*. I guess they are born to look fat and then they shed fat as they grow up and the gals become hot as they reach puberty. Gal are pretty and their skin is flawless. The New year's eve was fun. At 11 30 pm we were running around to catch the fireworks coz the whoel roads were jam packed and cars woudlnt move. Anyway, when there is action and adventure thats what i like and where I thrive. I got to watch the last of the fireworks. And then spent 3 hours just getting the breath back. Reached the hotel on all the days at 3 am. I didn't see any policeman when i was there. That speaks volume of security. Singapor has loads of malls. There are places like Little India, China Town. Please don't miss th ferry ride along the river and the sea. We missed the sea one. The most enchanting was Sentosa. Musical fountain is the speciality. I love Sentosa. I think I woudl like to come back to Singapore to spend more time. *Someday we are gonna dance with those lions ( remember)*
Then, Kuala Lumpur was the next destination. One day of the city tour and then the next day in Genting Highland. Cant speak high about this city. It too has Little India and China Town. I think its China Town where you get cheap watches. Well, if you want to wear it for a month and throw you can buy these watches. All of them are designer watches. [:)] and they are damn cheap.
So, I have already turned the tide of my fate. Lets see how my future changes with the present changes. [:)]

Cold Tirupati

I have been longing to visit Tirupati for a long time. I believe HE pulls you all the time to remind you that you need to give your visit. The more I visit, more things get done. Things to do, visit HIM and lo everything gets done without a hitch. I have been trying to find a suitable time tovisit HIM. Alas! for many weeks things weren't happening. Last Sat, I said enough is enough; I am not giving any more excuses. I booked the one day tour to Tirupati through KSTDC. KSTDC have a Volvo service for the one day tour from Sun to Thu. I took a day off and booked my ticket for the Sun night service. I boarded the bus at 2130hours. There were many elderly couples and just 4 single men. Others were with families. There were also newly weds who had their first babies. Its a wonderful sight. Don't mistake me, thinking I was oogling at the ladies. No, I wasn't. Its a wonderful sight to have babies. Spirit of life continues.

Anyway, I enetered the bus and it was cold. Everyone were wrapped in warm clothes. Fortunately, this time I had worn my sweater and got my cap to cover my ears and head. I sat there shivering. There was an odd family. Family comprised of grandparents, grandson and son. Grandfather had this hair style ala APJ Kalam style. While Kalam has silver on his head, his was jet black. He can actually promote hair products. Grand mother was the cruel one. She boarded the bus almost abusing Kalam :( I was wondering whats wrong with her. I have been seeing this trend everywhere. Ladies who have hit 50+ are never respectful to their husbands. I guess they should just come and meet my good old grandmother how to respect one's husband while he is alive and even when he is dead. I feel sick and tired. MCP you can say but come on, even if there are 100 bad things about anyone, you can always admire just that one good quality. Lalita Pawar was hungho about her seat. She was complaining that her husband got them a seat at the back and she cannot sleep all night. Hello granny, you are travelling by Volvo and you dont get those shocks :P. She then started getting angry at her grandson. Grandson who already was wearign a sweater and a muffler was told to wrap the muffler tightly around his ears a hundred times. Grandson ala Mohammed Ali Junior, might be 10 years old was speakign good english and was pissed off by Lalita Pawar's antics. He was talking to his Mama saying why is this lady acting so weird. I was sitting infront of them enjoying the talks. I was feeling sorry for the grandfather, Ali Junior and her son. Why do people get hyper at the drop of the hat? When you have got an arrangement made, you just enjoy it. You are going to visit a temple. Some people force themselves to pain by walking the hill and here our lady doesnt want to sit at the back. Will God be happy about her behaviour? Its tough to judge a person by a single incident but I still feel if you are going for a purpose like visitng temples you need to have that peace and tranquility and humbleness. You need to have the respect to fellow human beings. You talk and reach God if you are good to fellow human beings. Humanity comes first. That was the lesson I have learnt through my Dad. I don't know how much he or myself practise. But, as I have been constantly being told about it, it strikes me if I am doign the right thing or wrong. Yes, there are plenty of wrong doings i have done. I don't regret it as I have done them with innocence. :P Innocent me, people give me a stare. Anyway, that s the truth, if people belive it or not. Anyway, Lalitha Pawar was stopped by some fellow passengers who asked her to lower her voice and keep shut her mouth. I was unlucky to have missed this incident. Its a rarity that I miss incidents. :)

I didn't get much sleep. We reached Tirupati at 0300hours and we got in to a TTD room and were asked to vacate the room by 0500 hours. I shared the room with a Father and son. They were pretty good to talk to. Son had completed BE. All of us boarded the bus and took our first temple look. We visited Padmavathi temple and then came and had breakfast. It was cloudy and cold with a wind. The restaurant was also centrally air conditioned. I shivered while I ate idli and vada and upama(uppit). After that we went for HIS darshan. It was very cold with slight drizzle. I guess the temp was around 14-15C . I didn't wear my sweater and just was able to keep myself from shivering. We joined the queue around 0930hours and I carried a bottle of water. Before I entered the main shrine, I drank all the water and I was in for some trouble later for this act. My bladder was full and the slow movement made my condition worse. I thought its a test of endurance and I won it. Perseverance and self control being the qualities *gives a wide smile*. The queue to the Hundi*where you drop your money /gold* wasn't moving. yet another test and I passed with flying colours. I just hurried myself out to catch the nearest bathroom. I was stopped to take the prasad. I ate half of it on go. I couldn't eat more. I am sorry oh ! Lord and yo uknow knwo very well the reason. I hopped out and frantically looked out. I saw one and dashed twards it and relief at last. Never will I try drinking lot of water before entering temples. :) I came back the same evening. I hope to have pleased myself and HIM by going there. I am wishing HE calls me again. :) The selfish mind wants more. I am human after all. Or to correct i am an evolved human being as I have extra bones in my hands. :P On that bony note, I end . I took 3 full days to pen this. :D