Atheists

"Some people say God died during the Partition in 1947. He may have died in 1971 during the war. Or he may have died yesterday here in Pondicherry in an orphanage. That's what some people say, Pi. When I was your age, I lived in bed, racked with polio. I asked myself every day, 'Where is God? Where is God? Where is God?' God never came. It wasn't God who saved me--it was medicine. Reason is my prophet and it tells me that as a watch stops, so we die. It's the end. If the watch doesn't work properly, it must be fixed here and now by us. One day we will take hold of the means of production and there will be justice on earth."

"This was all a bit much for me. The tone was right--loving and brave --but the details seemed bleak. I said nothing. It wasn't for fear of angering Mr. Kumar. I was more afraid that in a few words thrown out he might destroy something that I loved. What if his words had the effect of polio on me? What a terrible disease that must be if it could kill God in a man"

Life of Pi, Yann Martel

Expectation!!!

All excited about my weekend visit to Pondi, plans cancelled, lamest of lame excuses by a friend. Get invited by kids for Christmas, tied shoelaces for Kiran, Elisa and Alex.
Whole of east coast hit by tsunami. Me in Bangalore. Called up Pondi and BBSR.
Started for Sri Sri's campus, took a different turn, landed at some lake in the middle of nowhere. Birds, Blue and Quiet. Peaceful.
Trousers wet and rolled up, finally land at "Art of Living", smile at everyone extracting just one "Jai gurudev" with an affected simper.
Hard work, percentile of 99.18 and not a single call.
Disappointed?
Waiting for the positive to surface...










(Snaps taken with my phone :)

Survived

If you get my drift....: Apposition#comments: "Constricted francophile byways. The barren sea, the sodium winds of its womb, a dilapidated jetty holding on to hope. Walking within. Jaundiced bars of bonhomie - some canopied, some celestial. Apparitions, renegades, saints and the adolescent moon. Long shadows and dark skins.

Pondicherry."

Over a hundred dead.
I survived.
So did Le Cafe, and Qualite Bar.

Yellowing pages of an old book

A thousand years, you said,
as our hearts melted.
I look at the hand you held,
and the ache is hard to bear.
~Lady Heguri
(Translated from Japanese)

Is there anything wrong?

One step closer....

Was able to stand one full Kareina Kapoor song without nausiating.
Have to do it one more time, with my eyes open, and I can write to Vatican.
My application for sainthood.
~Blessed Neel

PS: The world calls her Mother, why bother for sainthood?
http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2003/10/19/1066502068556.html

Old Man and The Fort

Walking through Gingi Fort we stop near a small temple in front of a huge cliff.
A stone in front of the temple has four human heads, A ram (male sheep) and a buffalo.
Klaus points at it with his umbrella to give his interpretation of it.
(Drawing parallels from account given by an early English traveler, some other place some other time)

"Every year one person was selected to be the Human sacrifice. Supposedly for the prosperity of the entire tribe. The chosen one would live the rest of the year like a king. And then on THE day, he would take a bath put on best of jewelry, climb the cliff and calmly jump. On to the stone below. Head first . Crash. Right in front of the whole tribe."

We go "Oh my god!!!" looking at the distance between the top of the cliff and the rock below.

"He is doing it for the god. For the prosperity of his people. He is happy doing it. HE IS HAPPY. One man jumps of the top of a cliff. Another one spends his retired life 5000 miles from home measuring bricks of a fort under hot sun day in day out. HAPPY. Now lets move."

Shy guy

Klaus, born in Austria, speaks mostly French and a little bit of English.
Employed by the French army, taught French in Afghanistan for 10 years.
Studies forts. Loves India.
Certifies Devi Lodge as the cleanest hotel in the country.
Thinks Hotel Everest's Kerla paratha and Chicken Curry make it the Capital for Gastronomical Excellence.
Learnt AutoCAD at the age of 60 to do his maps.
Mapped Gingi fort, knows the origin of each and every brick in the place.
Saturday 4:00 am we land in Senchi(Ginigi), Klaus is already awake, hands me keys to my Rs 50 a day room.
(I am majorly advertising for Devi Lodge, opposite Indian Oil petrol pump on Bangalore Pondicheri road.)
After a short nap we meet in his room for tea.
And then the stories start.
Narrates the whole story of Malik Ambar African slave sold in India who's the real hero of "Hindu Uprising" in the Deccan in late 16th century 50 years before Shivaji was born.
In between the story diverts to all places and times. Drawing parallels in different lands and different eras.
After 3 hours, he turns to me and says "So young man, I see that you are very shy"
Before I could say "but you never let me speak..."
he adds "Its nice being shy sometimes.... But not if you are visiting an old man with lots of stories who has not spoken for 15 days"


(snaps)

Chatrapati Swapnilraje Deopurkar

Visiting Shivaji's southernmost bastion

Information on Gingee Fort,Tamil Nadu,India: "The Chola Dynasty built Gingee fort. The indomitable courage and valour of its erstwhile rulers made Father Pinments,a priest to call the Gingee Fort the 'Troy of the East'. "

Datta Who?

Happened to mention Datta to a friend on his birthday...

"First time that I actually remembered his birthday....... I was not able to reach him. How frustrating!!!"

"Datta WHO?"

This is college classmate
Deolekar and Deopurkar used to get simultaneous numbers in the exams..
He owes me half of his degree certificate..

He never used to spend a penny in the college
Used to get Rs10 from home every day. His bus ticket went up from Rs4 to Rs7 during 4 years of college. One way.
Owes me half his college time travel......and bhurji pav...

He would call me "abe bhadve kahan tha" across the gymkhana with 100 people turning around to see the pimp enter and take the chair across the carrom board
Me responsible for half his defeats.... as his partner.

I was suspended for 15 days for signing his proxy attendance.
Forged prof's signature on his journals.
Dont know how he's gonna repay that.

We used to go study in his house. 8 members in a two bedroom house used to invite 2 more to stay over during study holidays.
Indebted to them for half my education

That Datta…

Now in England working for top telecom service provider in Europe majorly appalled that they are distorting rules in my office carrom tournament.

Spelt cynicism as Sinicism.
The word’s got to begin with Sin.

Kokrebellur

Me and my bike curse each other as we struggle through congested city traffic. Both of us are made for the highway. I take her out and we fly.



Pelicans look really clumsy flying from tree to tree, or trying to mend the nest. But once they fly high they are the masters of the sky. Graceful and truly majestic.



Eyes follow you all the time as you walk the streets. To see to it that you don't do anything stupid to disturb the guests. And it works.

Wildlife conservation like other values in life have to be imbibed into people's culture. No huge governed grants, no fancy NGOs. Just plain simple "we care" attitude.



The Pelicans are here. Painted storks coming soon.

Antaragni

Saw Anataragni perform on Saturday.
Heard Like Cocaine live for the first time.
Also Har saas me har dhadkan me ho tum written by Mohammad Aslam (Sunoh lyricist)
Check out the site.

Bird Watching

Will be out of network range on Sunday...
Going Bird watching...
On my Bird.....
Destination Karnataka: Places to visit III: "Kokrebellur Bird Sanctuary (20km): This small bird sanctuary attracts migrating cranes, painted storks, pelicans and other birds from Australia, Africa and Europe. The best season to watch the birds is October-March."

Antaragni to cut album

NDTV.com - Music Story: "'We've just signed up with HMV for an album to be released next month. We are also shooting a video next month and it's about a girl from Mysore. It is called Mysore se aayi,' said Dixit."

Significant Figures

Souvik said: "When a number is expressed in scientific notation, the number of significant figures is the number of digits needed to express the number to within the uncertainty of measurement."

In a major discussion over parallel and opposing personalities existing simultaneously in history on a lazy Monday morning, Vasant catches me repeatedly putting things into slots.

Good and bad.

Gandhi was good, Hitler was bad. This is good, that is bad....
Buddha, Changiz Khan, World War, American Civil War and even George Bush..... I had slots for each one of them.

The conversation could not proceed due to my obsession with putting a tag on each one of them.
And we just switched on the TV to watch Cricket.

Spent the next whole week catching myself overly simplifying things and judging them in a haste.

Wisdom I guess is your choice of significant digits.
And mistakes in judgment, just rounding off errors.

"What's your significant pick?" asks Souvik

PS: Vasant, I think would be a good judge :)

Sunday Afternoon Comic Strip

Its Confirmed

Started with Manto Ismat Hazir Hain and now after Tumhari Amrita, it’s confirmed.

Yell the worst insults at me in pure Urdu, I shall hug you.

 

PS: Is there absolutely anyone else in this world who’s seen Tumhari Amrita and found Shabana Azmi disappointing. Please tell me I am not alone.

And then there was light

If that was looking down this is looking up....


©Terrible Tapioca

Tenderness

The Story of Hate

"Love is not the opposite of hate, indifference is. Hatred is nearly love twisted, therefore it is not dissonant for a servitor of Hate to feel or even express love,"

One to Hundred

"Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love."
Rabindranath Tagore (Stray Birds)
Agelessbonding: The hundredth one:

Disintroductions

Read this interesting passage about how every now and then you meet people you really dont want to.
When you bump into someone you know on the road you say "Hi, how are you...... blah blah..."
Suddenly, another guy walks past which Mr "SomeoneYouKnow" halts Mr."Staranger" and you are "Introduced"
Mr "SomoneYouKnow" doesnot even bother to find if you reall desire to be introduced to Mr."Staranger".

If only you could set up a system of disintroductions which would go something like.

Mr. White: Mr. Black, knowing the low esteem in which you hold each other, I have the honor to disintroduce you from Mr. Green.
Mr. Black(Bowing): Sir, I have long desired the advantage on your unacquaintance.
Mr. Green: Charmed to unmeet you sir. Our acquaintance has distressed me beyond expression. I feel greatly indebted to our good friend here for repairing the mischance of our introduction.
Mr. White: Thank you, I'am sure you will become very good starngers.

How would that be!!!

Agelessbonding: Reminders

Agelessbonding: Reminders: "Babushka "

...reminds me of my college days.

Babushka was supposed to be a special drink reserved for craziest of parties.
Here's how you do it...
Take one peg of cheapest vodka ...
(Not sure about the "cheapest" part, it was the default back then)
...in a tequila shot glass (Vodka bottle cap will do)
Borrow a match and light the thing. (Sorry Asha)
Now was the thing is still burning empty it into your mouth and GULP.
BABOOOOSHKA.

Ageless Bonding is a year old. Anybody got a light?

Material Minds

Lyrics: Raghupathy Dixit

 

From very young I was told,

all that glitters is not gold.

People smile at you with a reason.

Back you turn for a revelation….

….find yourself standing against the wall.

Pointed fingers won't let you stand nor fall.

Give them something more to feed on…!

…Material Minds….

Our souls are pampered with fairy tales.

It's so comical and tragical.

Wrong rumors flying everywhere.

Happy endings are becoming rare.

Screw your best man to save your skin.

Truth and Faith thrown into the bin.

Why don't you live and let me live…!

…Material Minds…

 

 

Antaragni, will be playing live at the Ranga Shankara, Bangalore, on the 9th of November 4 pm onwards.

Entry is free of charge.

 

 

 

Waking Life

'I think that what we don't take into account when we're young is our endless curiosity. That's what's so great about being human.'

These are lines from this amazing animation movie called "Waking Life "


(Two women are sitting at a table talking)

2nd Woman: Yeah....Well, do you know that thing Benedict Anderson says about identity?

1st Woman: No.

2nd Woman: Well, he's talking about like, say, a baby picture. So, you pick up this picture of this two-dimensional image and you say, "That's me." Well, to connect this baby in this weird little image with yourself living and breathing in the present, you have to make up a story like, "This was me when I was a year old, and then later I had long hair, and then we moved to Riverdale, and now here I am." So, it takes a story that's actually a fiction to make you and the baby in the picture identical....to create your identity.

1st Woman: And the funny thing is, our cells are completely regenerating every seven years. We've already become completely different people several times over, and yet, we always remain quintessentially ourselves.


So, Whats your story?

Love Bug

Two female dung-beetles on the lawn one dreamy night.
The first one asked the other “So how did he actually woo you?”
Chin supported on her middle legs gently stroking her horns with the front two,
Dreamily looking at the moon she says “Those lovely eyes and a lot of bullshit”

Jewelry Enamel

Sunday evening, Balan explains the whole process of Jewellery Enamel Painting.

It seems these dull dyes go into the furnace, come out red hot, cool down to transform into these shining marvels.

After we are done with all the cakes and bakes and other goodies by Aditi we come back to the topic.

So how do you figure out how it will look when it is done?

He says, Only with acquired skill, and lot experience, you can actually visualize what it will look like.

You cannot predict easily, most dyes totally change colour when they come out of the heat.

Same with people.

Little bit of heat brings out the true colour and brilliance.

And you need loads of experience to be a good judge.

 

Apercevoir

Apercevoir: Random thoughts on a Saturday morning...:

"Most people are extremely wonderful.
The others aren't worth it."

Dachau

Sunday Evening.

Friend comes back from Germany with a bottle of Mexican Tequila.

After the second shot, cutting another lemon I ask “How come you never visited all the places in Germany. Any historical place I mean.”

“Well we were supposed to go see the Dachau Concentration Camp place but then too much work. Stayed back in office, check out these snaps”

We down three more shots each after that.

Who cares if its working day tomorrow!!!

 

JOB POSTING

Dream Job…

This is here because I don’t qualify

(And people I know who do are not interested)

 

-----Original Message-----
From: sandeep kumar [mailto:sandeepkumar5@rediffmail.com]
Sent: Wednesday, October 06, 2004 1:43 PM
To: collectivechaosblr@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [collectivechaosblr] research fellow

hello friends,
We are looking for a Research Fellow who is willing to travel extensively through South India collecting and documenting interesting facts about history, culture and even biodiversity.
Upon completion of the research, we propose to convert it into a documentary film.  Knowledge of Kannada is a must, and a working knowledge of Malayalam and Tamil will be useful.

Contact us at fairblr@vsnl.net with your CV.
regards
SASHI S.

 

Diggers

My favorite place for lunch used to be the last table next to the window.

There we used to sit and watch these people digging the road and the Autos and the Buses.

The diggers and the drivers synchronizing their efforts to produce maximum interruption of traffic on Langford Road and of course entertainment for us.

They would dig dig dig all the time.

Start digging from this end and before they reached the other end, started digging again from this end.

It looked so foolish.

And the worst part was that they would take to digging right in the middle of the day.

When the sun was at its worst. I am sure that kind of exposure to sun would cause some kind of permanent brain damage.

I wanted to say “Hey!!! Go sit in the shade now. You can come back and work in the evening”

I was so obsessed with watching them I would go for coffee alone, sit facing the window and watch them till they wound up for the day.

Then I thought…

What would the diggers think of people in the prime of their lives, working for ten years on the same product, sitting, staring at a tube for hours, back towards the remaining human population in the room, no physical activity, nothing to go home to, except for may be another tube.

Why they never stood there looking at me.

Realized that the glass of my building is opaque from the outside and went back to work.

I have ACDS

Read www.BinaryEssentials.com as www.BiryaniEssentials.com

Acute Chicken Deficiency Syndrome

 

Dressage

Maribashetti triumphs - Deccan Herald:
"Slash had a field day as first Aviva Bidappa and then Hrishika Basappa rode it to victory"

I once asked Charan how many years it would take for me to be good enough to participate in a Dressage.
He said "At this rate about twenty".
And I was supposed to be good with horses.

At least Slash won

Motto for Life

A major release is just over.

Inspired by this we went about giving new mottos to people and made them pledge that they will follow them religiously.

This one's always in the cafe



This one lives in office



King of Windows Installer Service



Loving Coffee Vanding Machine



My Blog... Two Motto's for me





Just showing off now not so new Nokia 3660 (Pencil Box phone according to Sabari)

Antaragni 2

Met Raghu for the second time on Friday.

My first live performance by Antaragni.

Though the band was irritated with the totally drunk, mob of an audience, it was fantastic.

ELECTIFYING is the word.

The most striking thing (Apart from the drummer in tiger vest and lungi) was the fact the, for the person who actually wrote Cocaine, Raghu is an extremely happy performer.

And he is the guy who also wrote “Mysore se aayi” the song that’s going to make him big, commercially.

But then I have been wrong about so many people, you better see the video on TV before you go out and buy the CDs.

(Expected to be out by year end)

I also wonder,

What’s with my office that that this guy actually sat and wrote and composed all these songs sitting right here in this building?

Agelessbonding

Agelessbonding:
"This pain of keeping the anger alive in the quest for revenge makes the avenger unhappy and bitter and in the end you are still not happy because by inflicting the worst punishment on the offender you still cannot make it all ok. "

WOW!!!

Narcissist of the another kind

Walking into the lift on Thursday morning when teased for the funny hairdo this one smiles back saying

“My face… I don’t mind it. Because…I am behind it.”

 

And then during a discussion on “Cost benefit analysis of moral behavior” that went astray over tea, I ask

“But then aren’t you setting your standards too high and losing a lot? Aren’t you setting yourself up for disappointment?”

 

This one thinks for a moment and says

“Yeah you pay the price, feels lonely lot of times…. But then I have to like the face in the mirror”
BEAUTY

 

PS:  Post on “Cost benefit analysis of moral behavior” will take some time. Feel very under-qualified to come up with it suddenly. The research is on.

 

Antaragni

Like cocaine
(Download)

I want you whole and I want you pure.
I want you true and I'll make it sure.
That I deserve the best, and I'll get my share
Why should I care what the horns bray
Just that smile turned on the fire
but it felt much the same like that shot of...of Cocaine

As your words come down on me, like the smoke of cocaine
As your lashes came down...my heart too followed...
Down and down ...deep and down...Down...
You had the smell of your skin, damn it , if that's a sin...
But, I loved your game 'cos it smelt...like Cocaine
I know you are thrilling, but I know I'm dying.
You're killing me, killing my mind, killing my soul...
And I know, you're killing me slow...Killing slow...like cocaine

Times when I cried for you, swore I'd die for you.
I'm just the only one who loved you true.
Do anything you said...that's what I said I would...
I would sell myself, say lies for you...for me to be your only one

With your honey lips, you kissed me then.
The kiss of doom...you kissed me to my hell...
You kissed me soft...you kissed me fool...
You kissed my doom...you made a fool...with your Cocaine

Year of the sinners

 

Prashanth's story:

“….hey there is something called OLAKALLU TEERTHA... that means the holy water

of the stone inside...

there is a cave where u can sneak into.. there one small well is there..

u need to put ur hand in and try n take  handful... if u can take the water

then ur sins are less than gud deeds... and if u r not able to touch the

water then it is vice versa.. I have seen small kids easily pick up a

handful and elders no matter how much they try they are unable to even

touch it.. some sort of wave theory but fun to try that out...  don’t miss

it...”

 

Well this is the year of the sinners

Its rained so much in ShivGanga, OLAKALLU TEERTHA is overflowing.

While whole bunch of people had gala time washing themselves at the well,

And the real devotees stretching their arms deep inside only to get all the scum out of there

Kids are not allowed to go anywhere close for the fear of drowning.

 

Its party time in hell.

ENJOY!!!

Shivganga

Clcik Here

Bike ride round rural Bangalore

 

Its 6:15 in the morning and we are leaving for a bike ride

This is how Asha describes it

 

“The total distance is approximately 150 kms. The best thing - roads are very good most of the way with few roads slightly less good. The scenery is very good with wide open country side, lots of hills, rock formations, huge trees, farmland, ponds with water lilies, quiet roads where you hardly cross any other vehicle, cows grazing,  men having leisurely shaves in wooden-box barbershops in small villages, children waving, harvest being dried   - all this made all the more enjoyable/visible because the roads are good and you don't have to keep looking down for potholes.

 

On the way you have the Chamarajendra Reservoir over the Arakavathi river - if you ask the watchman nicely, he will tell you of a backdoor entry where you can go up to the water. There is a sunken temple in the river.

Sivaganga is a nice temple town with a temple on top of a huge rocky hill you can climb up. Great view, and great exercise !  But is definitely less strenuous than Savandurga which is just off the route.

 

Before I describe route - remember - after you leave Mysore road - no petrol pumps/repair shops until you reach Magadi - so stock up/check vehicle. There are places you will feel that you are exactly 15 feet from the Middle of Nowhere.

 

Secondly, take food - not much choice anywhere.

 

The route - go down Mysore Road - after Kengeri, on the right side, you will see a big board with a picture of the Big Banyan Tree. Turn right and enter - keep going until you reach the Tree. Stop for tea, stretching legs etc. Watch out for monkeys. They like attempting to remove bike parts for fun ! Then ask someone the road to Magadi - keep going down the road - at a particular place, 3 kms down, you have to turn right. Golden rule - when in doubt, ask. And there's nothing like asking 2 different people. Especially if the first one looked slightly tipsy.

 

This stretch all the way to Magadi is fabulous ! Stop at dam if you want. Magadi is a very small town, though it was the birth place of Kempegowda who built Bangalore.  You will know you have reached there when you see the petrol pump on the right. If you like history, there is an ancient 11th century temple a little ahead of the town. Someshvara, I think it was called. Left side of road. Magnificent architecture mostly in ruins. I just happened to see it in a guide. It will be locked most of the time - but you can jump over the wall. The local kids will tell you all its history, whatever version they know. “

 

This is what Prashanth the great had to say

 

“…sivagange is too good!!! but take care abt the monkeys... once they had put
their hands inside my pocket frm behind to snatch the small biscuit pack I
had in there.. :) take care of ur cameras..”

 

And

 

“….hey there is something called OLAKALLU TEERTHA... that means the holy water
of the stone inside...
there is a cave where u can sneak into.. there one small well is there..
u need to put ur hand in and try n take  handful... if u can take the water
then ur sins are less than gud deeds... and if u r not able to touch the
water then it is vice versa.. I have seen small kids easily pick up a
handful and elders no matter how much they try they are unable to even
touch it.. some sort of wave theory but fun to try that out...  don’t miss
it...”

 

 

Also

 

“….if u r really too keen try this...

the rocks at shivagange are not regular ones... and especially the big bull
dodda basava at the top of the hill is really peculiar...

we all know that if we process butter, we get ghee... but on the head of
this bull, if u smear ghee for sometime and take it out, u will have
butter!!!!
never got to try this... if u wanna do it, take some ghee.. but this is a
very popular myth among ppl….”

 

 

Snaps when I come back…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Regards,

Swapnil

 

Slash

There was a time when I was told that horses can sense fear.
That if was absolutely honest they will know.

Cooler Heads Prevail

Alula Records:
"'Cooler Heads Prevail' represents a pioneering step in the outwardly rippling expansion of what the banjo is 'allowed' to do. Though an accomplished bluegrass player, Akira is also able to sidestep the culturally specific trappings of Earl Scruggs' style to cast an unfettered compositional eye over a fecund musical landscape. He then selects the elements that will best convey his creative intent. That intent, in combination with sterling production and ace musicianship, enables you to proceed on what is certainly a grand musical journey.
Awash in a wealth of cross-cultural rhythms and instrumental textures, Akira has the ability to seamlessly fuse wide-ranging ethnicities within an individual track to create a piece so sonically holistic as to become virtually indescribable. Not a wholesale plundering of world musics, but rather a heartfelt nation-blending put to the higher service of each composition.
For grandeur, sweep, and sheer cine-musatic spectacle, few can surpass this offering from the mind, heart, and fingers of Akira Satake."
This is what the site says.
My Experience???
I tried associalting each sound to a place and the tape took me one a ride round teh globe :)
Never heard anything so colourful

Malgudi

Well

It actually says 55 miles and 122 Yards from Shimoga

Lost

The Invisible Man

Just read this one on someone’s whiteboard

The number of people watching you is directly proportional to the stupidity of your action.

Conversely,

The stupidity of your action is directly proportional to the number of people watching you

Actually,

Stupidity thrives on Visibility

And,

Visibility indicates Stupidity

 

I am working on my “visibility” in the organization for my appraisal

Why???

The management is looking to identify next generation of managers

 

 

The God and the Devil

Whoever said he did not believe in the devil

did not see the leeches on that jungle trail.

Whoever said he did not think god exists

did not trek all the way up to the waterfall.

VenChar

Suddenly miss Charan’s farmhouse and all the people there

Sadabahar

Meaning “always outside” not “always in full bloom”. This was my favorite person in the stable. Once was given a task of making her pee in a can J

Cola

She was from a litter with Pepsi, Sprite, Thumbs up…She was worlds smartest Doberman bitch. Trained to kill….literally. Never on leash…Actually.

Karishma

Sadabahar’s mercurial soul mate, born together, died together

Tim-Tom

Dashund who loved to sneak into my blanket and sleep on top of my tummy

Beena

            Dashund bitch who never liked being touched

Sprint (was also called Pebbles for some time)

            Quiet Dalmatian bitch whose tail hit like a whip

 

And of course Vanessa and Charan.

Made for each other.

“The VenChar” nameplate’s now moved from Kelve to Patpanhale.

Vanessa Poultry farm is now actually become Khatu Dairy Farm J

Wanna join me on my next visit?

 

 

$ Dreams

Road back home from office passes thru a grave yard.

Second week into my new job noticed two peculiar graves.

These two relatively large tombstones have huge dollar signs on them.

“Died waiting for an onsite opportunity”

I interpreted the invisible words engraved below the $.

           

 

I am a horse

Don’t know why I keep taking these personality tests.

What animal are you? Take the test!

Malgudi Days

This is somebody else’s description of AGUMBE

 

“If you enjoy spectacular sunsets, sparkling streams, verdant village vistas and an unspoilt rustic ambience, Agumbe is the place for you. Situated at an elevation of 826 metres in Shimoga district, Agumbe provided the perfect setting for R. K. Narayan to film his novel Malgudi Days. Agumbe and its environs are full of exciting trekking routes. Forested trails lead from here to a jungle pond called Emkal Kere, a hillock called Nishani Gudda and to Barkana Falls. Agumbe is also known as the Cherrapunji of South India. You can stop by the 14th century temple with Hoysala-style sculptures dedicated to Lord Gopalakrishna. The sunset as seen from Agumbe is a spectacular sight and many visitors come here to watch it, especially between November and January. A microwave tower, a significant landmark of Agumbe, is located at this point.”

 

We’re leaving for this place tomorrow.

Should be fun.

 

 

WHY ME.....OH LORD!!!!!!!!!

From: Syeda Rabia Fathima
Sent: Tuesday, August 17, 2004 11:29 AM
Subject: FW: WHY ME.....OH LORD!!!!!!!!!


Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS. From
world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed :
"Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?

To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start
playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional
tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach
Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I
never asked GOD "Why me?".

And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?" Happiness keeps u
Sweet, Trials keep u Strong, Sorrow keeps u Human, Failure Keeps u
Humble, Success keeps u Glowing, But only God Keeps u Going.

I know I am what I am

My Unconscious me is the same as my Conscious ME.

Am i evolving or what!!!

And it seems my "variant type" is sexual. Whatever is that supposed to mean

Conscious self	Overall self

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Enneagram Test Results Type 1 Perfectionism 45% Type 2 Helpfulness 77% Type 3 Image Focus 66% Type 4 Hypersensitivity 41% Type 5 Detachment 41% Type 6 Anxiety 53% Type 7 Adventurousness 85% Type 8 Aggressiveness 74% Type 9 Calmness 86% Your Conscious-Surface type is 9w8 Your Unconscious-Overall type is 9w8

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I am Calm AND Aggressive. DEADLY combo, dont you think?

Ecce Mulier

Ecce Mulier: "Immortality Recipe
1 Writer

1000 Oz. of love

1 Teaspoon of memories

1 Heartbreaker

10 Pieces of pain

10 Nights of despair


After finding a writer it is necessary to put him inside a trust bowl. Macerate him in a friendship sauce. Cover the bowl with a possessive cloth and keep it in a warm place for a couple of months. Once macerated spice it up with 500 oz. of love. Add the teaspoon of memories. Put the whole mixture in a silver tray and cut his flesh to insert the 10 pieces of pain. Decorate with the 10 nights of despair and put it into the oven. Leave it for a couple of days and the image of you embedded in his mind will start cooking him from within. The heat will be enough for him to write about the chef. About the heartbreaker. The flavor of words found in this dish will most likely last forever. So will you."

Celebrating Freedom

Went to Shivsamudra on 15th August

Just realized there's not a single proper snap of my bird :(

Another thing missing in the snaps is tricolour

There were flags all over.

Cycles, Autos, Tempos, Trucks, Busses and of course our bikes.

Schools, Houses, Govt Buildings,Hotels, Shops, Temples, Dargahs, Churches.

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Celebrating Freedom

The Gang

Sameer(Sam), Srivas(Tambi(Tam)),
Swapnil(Swap),Prasad(Just Prasad)

In Front Of
The Tricolour

Kamats

I have to hold the helmet that
way. Don't know why.

Dargah And
Falls



DriversAndCleaner

Chips

Prasad is offering Srivas
Lays

Can I say Srivas is getting laid
by Prasad

Sam And Tam

Just Before the Jump

For next 7-8 snaps in the series,
mail me personally.

Dragged Out Of Water

And I am the last one

Sameer

Is this a marketing snap or what

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN

Works in Oracle. Single and ready to mingle.

Just Reached The Place

We are protecting Srivas from the
enthusiastic fan following

One For Each Knee

Living On The Edge

Prasad was asking him to move two
steps back to get the perfect snap

The River





Gagan Chukki





BaraChukki





Tossed Around





Tossing Bowl