Thursday, September 4, 2008

Bangalore-Hyderabad-Warangal

Well, its been a hectic and a long weekend for me. Been traveling for 36 off the 60 hrs I was away from home! It was a trip from Bangalore-Hyderabad-Warangal a kutty village in AndhraPradesh. A trip worth remembering for all its oddities.

My Best Friend's Wedding: This was something I would not want to miss.I have known these two imps for about 4 years now separately and together too. They are poles apart, he being the quiet, smart types and she loud-mouthed, bindaas types. (I would'nt say she aint smart, but she does seem a lil not too smart when hez around, I wonder if she puts up an act just for him!!). Talk about opposite attracts huh??
Anyway, the wedding was all over a week back in Dehra Dun(her place), we were just attending the reception here in Warangal. It was a grand affair, with tons of relatives(mostly his) bustling around the hall, wanting to catch up on one another's tell tales, getting a snap with the bride and the groom who were visibly tired (What would you expect after a day long picnic in the scorching sun?). But kudos to both, they managed to pull it off, well of course with a lil' squabble but then it wouldn't have been them if they dint have an argument once in a while!!
My other fren and I were decked up in the saree(counting up, this was my 5th or 6th time in saree). She carried it off pretty well(count-countless),and went on saying that saree is the sexiest dress ever, well, I beg to differ I was looking anything but sexy, I was just struggling hard to manage it, but I think I did look good.(I am kinda good looking anyway!!!).
The fiesta ended with the food and the generally-funny-photo-sessions turned out be way too hilarious with a baccha party for an audience!!

My Travel to Warangal and back: I owe this trip completely to my other best friend who has narrowly escaped from me killing her. She was my companion to this wedding. I have had to put up with her and her tantrums - she had me waiting at the bus stop, had no plan howto reach warangal, did not pick up the gift and the worst- her mental absence. Well the reason for her behavior has a completely logical explanation- her new boyfriend. Need I say more.!!!
OMG!! I couldn't have believed that she would be this if I hadn't met her myself in flesh, was I in for a shock. She would be on the phone all the time, except for when there was no signal.lol!! Now thinking back, it was painingly funny!!
Onwards, she wasn't all that enthu about going at all, of course the reason already mentioned. Anyway, she had all hopes on me cancelling out in the last minute (I am pretty good at that) which I did not and she had to unwillingly tag along with me.
Return, she was pleasantly glad that she had come to the wedding, she saw a ray of glowing hope that things might work out for her too, and yes, I had stuck to my part of the deal and had woken up at 6AM to leave. The sad part though, We had the bride and the groom wake up at 6AM to drop us off at the bus stop, felt a bit unkind.

My Stay at Hyderabad: After Bangalore, Hyderabad is my home. I know this city better than Bangalore, everytime I drop in here, it makes me feel like I am in charge of my life.(Not completely though!!). Yes, I had to stay put with my aunt for the rest of my trip. She's always wanted me to be more girlish, wanted me to indulge in shopping for things like jewellery, accessories, salwars, while I on the other hand successfully disappoint her time and again. I am sure one day I will surprise her.. one day..

My Travel to Hyderabad and back: Oh! I almost thought I will be missing my train onwards to Hyderabad, but bless the auto fella who promptly dropped me off the station a good 30 mins ahead. Everytime I am in the train alone, I follow the same routine, dump the bag onto the upper berth, climb up, open a bag of lays, pull out a book, read, eat and doze off until the next morning. This time I picked Medusa- had it borrowed from a fren, not sure I will ever give it back to him!!. Prolly will write about it once done.

Monday, August 25, 2008

3 mistakes of my life

Just put down Chetan Bhagat's "3 mistakes of my life".I am not going to blog about what the books is all about and how it is coz I know there are already thousands of guys who have beat me on that earlier.
Though I would just say that it is a simple read, and nicely put issues faced by an average Indian youth, revovling around 3 Gujjus and their passions - Business,Cricket and Religion which incidentally are the passions of most Indians. And the power of Orkut!!

A famous quote from Churchill says “All men make mistakes, but only wise men learn from their mistakes.”. One learns from mistake only when one realizes it was a mistake and registers it, so that next time you can go back to the day you made the mistake and know how bad it felt and you can work your way out of it this time.

Well, with me thats the problem. I don't remember most of them, and owing to that I am sure I have couple of (read hundreds of) repeats too!! (Lord when will I learn). My inner voice is already screaming out asking me not get started with the list of my mistakes, well alright I wont. Instead, I jot down the mistakes that I have been regretting lately.

Long long back in time when Bangalore was not yet an IT capital, I used to ride my sister's bike. One supposedly small break from driving led to not touching the bike for years. Now, I am so scared out of my wits to get onto the road with the vehicle that I fear I might never drive a car all my life. My first recent regret - Giving up driving.

Everytime I see the leftover wooden stump of the tree, it pricks and I find myself mumbling "I am so sorry". I was just another coward who could not stand up to fight for the environment when I go around preaching about it. It was a tough for me to face my rude bulldog material typed neighbour who was solely responsible for chopping down the tree just because there were too many fallen leaves to clean( Its spring for God;s sake what do you expect.!!!) Well, my second recent regret - I let the tree down, I am so sorry.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

This Morning WFH..

This morning I woke up with a lousy feeling, don't even know what was wrong today. It was supposed to be a good day, I wasn't even getting up early to take the cab to office(Working From Home), and moreover there is a long weekend coming up and I am traveling to meet up my extended family for 3 days. What better reason to be glad about, but I wasn't glad instead had this uneasiness crept into me and I cant figure out what was bothering me.

Then it struck me, it was my sister. She had come down to stay with us for the week and she was going back to her in-laws today after work and not coming here to us. Its not actually that I get along with her perfectly well, we have our quarrels more than often, in fact that is how we communicate, we scream each other calling names, trying to hurt each others ego. As a matter of fact I had a quick fight with her at 6AM over my repeated snoozing of the alarm. But then, the wounded ego recovers quick enough for us to get back to normal. It was nice to have her home, it did feel like a full house. She is just about 15km from my place, its not like I cant give her a call anytime or meet her up anytime of the week but its just that the house looks a little empty and I am sitting alone here "WFH" and missing her already.
Damn you "Work From Home" option.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Much Ado...

How often have you seen a movie which starts off with the male lead and the female lead not being able to stand each other, squabbling over little things, each making the other's skin crawl, the witty duel of words they have once in a while trying to outdo one another and then it so happens that after you get back from the interval, they seem to be in love. (Way too often I am sure)

This pattern of a romantic comic love story should have seen its birth by some great creative writer, and my guess is William Shakespeare. The other day I was reading Shakespeare's play "Much Ado About Nothing",and I found that Beatrice(Female lead) and Benedick (Male lead) fit in perfectly as desc above, they can't seem to stop themselves from getting onto the other's nerve.

There are a some really funny yet intelligent exchanges and I quote a few:

Benedick : "What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living?"
Beatrice : "Is it possible Disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signor Benedick? Courtesy itself must convert to Disdain if you come in her presence."

This is when Beatrice confesses that she will never marry,
Benedick: "God keep your ladyship still in that mind, so some gentleman or other shall scape a predestinate scratched face."
Beatrice: "Scratching could not make it worse, and 'twere such a face as yours were."
Benedick:"Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher".(monotonous speaker of nonsense)
Beatrice:"A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours."

Beatrice replies to Hero when she suggests that Bendick is a better match for Beatrice.
Beatrice : "He that hath a beard is more than a youth and he that hath no beard is less than a man;and he that is more than a youth is not for me; and he that is less than a man I am not for him. Therefore I will even take sixpence in earnest of the bear-ward and lead his apes into hell"
(As a matter of fact, post few sceens(Act 3 Sceen 2 to be exact) Benedick actually gets his beard shaved off to woo his lady love Beatrice!!)

When Beatrice is forced by her uncle to bid Benedick goodnight.
Benedick: "I thank you for the pains."
Beatrice: "I took no more pains for those thanks than you take pains to thank me, If it had been painful, I would not have come."

The comic continues and somewhere in Act 2 the Cupid in guise of their common friends strikes and brings them together. Well, "All is well that ends well"- wasn't this the famous quote from the man himself. But it is the war of words between B and B that one will enjoy through the play.

PS: Yet another rumbling of Beatrice I loved was,when Hero has been proposed, Beatrice burning inside herself charges with the rage against the whole concept of love and marriage.

"wooing, wedding, and repenting, is as a Scotch jig,a measure(discernible time sequence), and a cinque pace(lively dance): the first suit is hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly-modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and, with his bad legs, falls into the cinque pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave."
So true:))

PPS: Much Ado About Nothing

Sunday, August 10, 2008

In Progress

This note has been highly inspired by Unfinished Posts .

Going through Shradz blog I sat down for my "Unfinished List of Business" and I was in for a surprise. A couple of blogs waiting for the final touch so that they can be put up formally where they belong,few miss the premise while few miss the conclusion. A couple of halfbaked ideas jumbled in my mind, wanting to be materialized into something more tangible. A bunch of halfread books - both the tech books and novels. I believe its a pardonable act when you ditch a tech book half way coz it gave you a headache but how can I justify abandoning Jeffery Archers "A Prisoner of Birth" half way.Grr..I have all of them dogeared , well the reason being clear - ran out of bookmarkers!!!.

Come to think of it,one needs keep the spark burning exactly the same way when one starts off with anything that matters. Easier said than done, but I am going to reignite the spark in me and have all these undone done.