Christmas: A reason for time-off

An additional holiday was just that mattered this Christmas, and since it was clogged along with the weekend, there had to be some traveling around done.

NagarjunSagar - AP Tourism's blatantly boasted tourist spots where the main tourist attraction is closed because of the scare of terrorists. Perhaps, its a welfare measure not understood really well. A good 4 hour drive, and this was the first time when i realized that driving could be stressful, it was a Diesel Ambassador! Fun all the singing and sternly taking each one's trip in order!

Ethipottala Falls - turned out to be another frustu stop since the crocodiles had stepped in before us and claimed their existence! Appreciated that the tourism authorities did as well respect the conundrum of disallowing people to override nature's creation to live its own.

Hit the roads back to NagarjunSagar but the day didn't favor us too well since we were late to board a launch that would have driven us to something more worthwhile! However, opportunities never to be missed, caught a coracle ride to make up for that!! sing-along the ride was extremely entertaining.
Rested the droopy eyes for an interval before i hit the steering to cover the terminal journey leading home! Day filled with fun, venturing to better!!

PS: If you dont like driving, and like sitting behind comfortably on loong drives, the AMBY is the car. If you love driving then "think twice" before you dare the AMBY

Questions of humility

Quite a lot of couples do find their ways different in due time of their marriage. Perhaps, its the convenience of taking the other half for granted, or presuming virtues and over looking expectations. Human attitude being the most unpredictable and indecisive, cant be honed to expect the needful at the needed hour.

I was indeed preparing a pre-requisite list to see that the better half I would choose fulfills each of these. Glad to bump into a public opinion posted on the NY Times.

Reading more reasons to breakup

Don't chew with your mouth open

Predominantly, most of us choose to be unaware of the etiquette's that follow disciplined eating, for a reason of prefering to be ignorant. Attitude or general awareness, they sometimes are a cause of misery to fellows company you share during the meal.
One which I often get annoyed is with people chewing their food without closing their mouth. It sometimes enforces me to stop eating, on trying to understand what makes me feel so conscious, its the cracking intolerable noise that irks my nerves. At times, I've questioned people's integrity and the parental values, but then I understand its got very less to do with any sort of values. Perhaps, its one of those mystics which need to be imbibed personally.
Well, the gab-grab is accepted but with a certain aura, for its not only you who's enjoying the meal, there are others as well you sure would be disturbing!

UnAmusing traffic sense

In succession to this blog I've sought that traffic on the Indian roads are just because of lack of general awareness. The immediate effect was an accident I had last night for no fault of mine. That's a well acclaimed excuse but I own it up completely.

Wished people seriously get aware of the fact that everyone can move smoothly and quicker if the traffic was much organized.
Thought this helpful

Rotting Taste Buds

Are my taste buds rotting or is it something queer with the rank listers at the box office! A quick peek on the movies recently released and the public reviews seemed probably a revealation of an outcome not really mature.

Movies like Omkara , received unfair reviews despite it being one of the intelligently filmed ones, to go along with is Corporate. Saif's acting has gone way beyond adulations. A show stealer with his trendy (it was indeed) outfits, and filthy language, and much better role than the pink boy in Salaam Namaste! The story lines, enactment, cinematography, direction all of which deserve accolades don't seem to be receiving the appropriate audience to appreciate its apt display. On the other hand, a movie like Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna, receives all the hype and amusement, though being a non-entertainer. Is this the outcome of a stereotyped audience who jus can't digest the nuances being pulled in, the creativity enamoured!!

Wake up crowd! Its time we matched ourselves globally!

Honker Maniac

Placidly Seated on the eighth floor, and unfortunately by a windscreen which isn't soundlocked, I wonder why people are so excited to honk their lungs out. Perhaps, it's instinctively Indian. An allegation of course because the same set of Indians dont honk if they're driving when they're on the roads of Dubai, Singapore or any other country. Is this an action to display a sense of belonging, or is it taken for granted that they can do so for having paid an exorbitant tax!!
I'm begun imagining, what if horns were banned in India, rather, I'd be pleased if horns were banned for a few days jus like the blogs were banned!! Peaceful would be an understatement then. It isn't really difficult, its more of a lifestyle cult these days.
Existence in a not so fast city like Hyderabad has got me to be concerned, I empathize the state of those in either Mumbai or Delhi!! Perhaps, those unacustommed to following traffic rules, or those who're perpetually in a hurry need to be insinuated with some sense as to when to honk, or do they think they're the only ones who drive!!
Accordingly, driving the roads of Dubai, though one faces the lumps of getting packed in a traffic jam, one hardly notices the annoying honkering all around. Its understood that, there is a jam upfront and the nuisance needn't be multiplied!! Moreover, its a nasty remark on another when one honks o'there.
I sometimes wonder what the extent of globalisation should be!! Should it gyrate only around industries, politics, and economics or shud it shudder itself to smaller captivities like this!!
Hmm... cotton plugs come of help this day!! My bike's horn has gone for a toss thanks to the bike getting drenched in the rains!! Am i not glad Jason's annoyed too

Indulgence Helps

It's been a while since I've worked sincerely, and this honest confession I wudn't make in front of my boss. Perhaps, my priorities were different, perhaps, I didn't want to work, perhaps, Orkut was that big an excuse!!

Distraction and dillusion are rather cognitive pests that rupture productivity and lot of business as well. Maturity is a cat-call then, and thats why these aren't accounted for during the estimates that are prepared during task scheduling.
I'm out of it, trying new things, the way they should be, rugged and dedicated!! I'm counting on every move I make, and every breath I take!! An involuted messaih has cradled a desire to display social ethics and determination!!
I'm glad the awakening happened this early, I shouldn't be complacent though...

An excuse to laze - No not I

The ability to concentrate and to use time well is everything. -Lee Iococca

Perhaps, it follows a trail blaze, and an opportunity to scorn yourself against what's happening!! Perhaps, unimportant thoughts daunt you, and distractions are a cause. Rather, it must be the mind that's waggering away in wilderness!! No wonder, admissions to spiritual discourses are soaring!! A common dillusion that haunts every loser's pragmatism!

A decision to make, a wise one too... shudn't complain about my own wilderness, and that's by not not concentrating... Focus my son, and your goal shall follow you

Power staring

Instinct speaks for itself, in a language that's close to anonymity. Being against the thought of ogling at babes(I prefer babes to women), i was dragged into an incident that was indeed pleasurable.
The hungry paunch beckoned for lunch, leading to one of the commonest places for the hyderabadi biryani. This biryani had an extra spice to, the lady sitting on the adjacent table. Strategically choosing my seat, I placed myself so well, that i thought she wouldn't notice me peeking on to her. I did peek a few times and because of the flavorless biryani(which is unusual) the frequency of peeking increased, successively, and after a while, i set my eyes on the babe and simply forgot to take them off, and then to sWiTcH i hear the lady snap her fingers and shine a pleasing smile. The moment in itself was annoying, and simultaneously ravishing. Her flowing hair, her eyes that sparkled, her skin the mellowed better the softest angel!! But then again You never get a second chance to make a good first impression

The adulation couldn't have been conveyed better. I must have been staring at her for probably 5 minutes, and I've cupped a few guys myself for doing so at my friends! I would've apologized but the naughty look on both our faces said that cudn't be asked for! Quite thrilled about the moment, reiterated the film in my mind for some time. A temporary infatuation did seee conversations and a flow of language! Schizo I am, and enjoy being so!
The smile on her face let me know that I was dreaming, the snap of her fingers to say that she was seeing. I agree that was a very bad adaptation of Ronan Keating's the smile on your face but then I tried. Worse to say, those who say participation is more important are probably those who ne'er won a thing!!
Wakin up from a gud day meal, I tipped the the steward for an awesome meal!

Exception: MemoryOutOfBounds

Hard disks in comparison to human memories. How often do you come across a person who introduces him/her self as someone you used to know a couple of years ago! These days it happening quite frequently! How convenient would it be to have storage devices for every year and then index it to fetch only the then required and significant notes!! But then, it goes back to differentiating the necessity ,to index, rather use prioritize, your essentials and the machine cud fail you as well. Conceptually, analogous to any journey, you remember what've you seen as long as its not crossed very far from you! Perhaps the lamp posts are the yard sticks clogging a reminder that they are those that occur at regular intervals!
Trying out the picture

Strenuous dogmas

Dear dear,
two days gone down the drain, thinking of you perpetually! I've been infatuating a lot, for reasons unknown, or rather i fear to know them. Talking to myself to become stronger, to face the reality and be decisive, but i feel my decisions would be rude to you and that would inflict wounds in me. I feel like a stranger to myself and i suspect that itself is a disaster. Didn't expect these dogma's to open up in front of me.
I always thought life was simple, as simple as the binary, either a 0 or 1, and i still think so. Nothing is bad, its just the mind that makes it so. Distress of this sort is called for and bearing it seems to be a fortune. I have a serial of questions that i need answers for, they might sound uninteresting, but i can't waste time further surpassing this numbness. I need to act, and act fast as well. Can't wait for time coz its taking too long.

Whines of a troubled mind

I'm strong by your side, and you are by another. Distressed I am to the thoughts of thy's will. Clambering around the idea of being one, i feel like a stringed puppet left in abeyance. Sleepless nights and gloomy days, and i still trust time shall heal.
This wasn't me, when I hadn't met you.
This wasn't me when I hadn't sought for you.
Encumbered by uneventful actions, I'm troubled though I should matter you. Your life was never entwined by mine, and you never asked me to do so. But when facts lay open, when jealousy reckons, when the fight against yourself begins, its just too hard to seek for merry. I know not of what i scribble, expressions aren't of a dribble. I'm lost, I don't wanna be.
I know not why I feel so troubled, perhaps I don't want to know why why!
Ego strikes hard when it strikes bad, and cigarettes don't help a depressed mind!
I shall not think of you for a while, for that will relieve me of the unworthy distress.

Starting afresh

With blog-masters on the run, and the explicit freedom for thought and expression, it finally struck that its never later than ever. Though a long marathon to catchup and a variety of subjects to talk of, this kind of a regretful entry does seem to be destiny. As quick as the mobile fone craze caught up in India a couple of years ago, it poses unevenness if one doesn't maintain a blog on his name. Passionate are those who blog their wits. Impunity is the survival of the evening. And thus i pledge to be regular!!