I have a plan to start up some thing….will post soon …
Pondi wala popat
29/11/2009I finally planned for pondi…Bags packed ..Cameras charged…Bike checked. Every thing in order..and we set the target to 5.00 AM for the departure. I know its too early for guy who doesnt wake up @ 8 easily.
But this time i was determined to go..prob because i will be leaving chennai soon.Not sure..Chennai bada chipku shehar hai…
As assumed we were not shaken by 10 alarms i put near my pillow.Not even for single min i realised the damn thing was trying to wake me up. Some where some body woke me up @ 6.45 AM though not so late..but almost 2 hrs late from the target , we thought doesnt really matter as we are free. By 8 we hit the roads after having the lazeez South indian breakfast @ sangeetha ( its a ethnic south indian restaurant). The excitement for this jaunt was to level so high that i ordered straight away for IDLI without even asking for Menu. I was damn clear about the route, we hit the roads and were driving beside Marina. The view was awesome. The beach looked much better and clean. It was so calm.
We were on the right track before our very own biker the confused bombay wala mallu thought we have to take a U- turn. We did. It took us another 20 mins to realise we are on a wrong track now and were on the right route.Anyways chucking all this shit , we went on back to the right route. The excitement , thrill came back and we were almost about to leave this place called chennai, suddenly some police constable asked us to stop.
I knew it was coming, the bike is from bombay and we were not having the papers, i mean the complete set. Insurance was expired and i was abusing this so-called biker who doesnt keeps the paper intact.
Anyways police sent us back. We bribed the police also. where ever you go in India Corruption follows. All thrill excitement came down as the trip that started of with so much probs was ended due to the negligence of one of the bike owner. I dont know why you cant drive a vehicle of other states??We were planning to go by bus again but I understood the omens of life which doesnt wanted us to go to PONDI tat day and we didnt.
The weekend was screwed. At night i missed buying a liquor due to money and time shortage.We ended up paying 4 times. This is a diff story can be told some other time.
Any ways I have been in to Chennai 4 past 2 yrs and has not visited pondicherry yet …my all efforts were in vain..but the spirits are high and i will visit soon…;)
It took 2 yrs to visit Besant nagar beach…
22/11/2009I am lazy , & I am proud of it.. I practice this …
Marina is suppose to be the longest rockless beach , i made a point to visit it. Once I was posted to chennai I checked out that besant nagar beach is also the feather in the cap for Chennai. But me being lazy took 2 years to explore it finally visited and posting few pics of the visit.
When you really want to forget something, you realize how POWERFUL your memory is…
22/11/2009You guys would be imagining why such a strange line…??
For the past few days this line is hounding around….for no particular reasons. I have been in Chennai for close to 2 years and here i am always missing Punjab, Lucknowi Kebab. I was never able to find a reason for this, but this line says it all. I always want to forget those memorable moments spent killing 4 years in Engineering college just to become a salesman, but always unsuccessful.
This line is very much applicable in the subject of lovolgy. After every break off any of my friends had, the only thing they ever wanted was to forget her. If we do a survey, 90 % junta will remember their first love. I have been trying to forget many moments(first loves) like this but don’t think will ever be able to do so…may be 360 ml scotch will just make it bit vague…but I can seriously feel the power of my memory.
But to live with memories is life…
cya guys
A work of true Genius
19/11/2009Incredible!!!
I was totally agape, after my brother asked me to go thru the video. You guys also have a look on this
He is Mr Pranav mistry, A student at MIT.Enjoy the video. Till then cya guys.
Kuch karne ko nahi…
14/11/2009Just changed the look of my this old-new blog. Actually i every time have the same feeling whenever i start this blogging.
Some thing inside me always makes me feel i can write someday. In order to convince my self i keep coming back to the world of blogging and keeps on failing . The monsoons are back in Madras( Loves calling it). Its raining heavily out here and we are bound to sit at our places in spite of a weekend. Some times you feel office is a btr place to spend time. Kuch TP to hoga. The disadvantage of having TATA Sky is ( not like ki life jhingalala hoga) as soon as rains come the signal is distracted and takes away the taste…..
Madras is one such place, which i have seen has the worst drainage systems, if it rains here for 15-20 mins heavily the roads will be waterlogged. The point is i am talking about the most posh areas. There is some basic problem with the city leaving aside the general problems which we ‘the Punjabis have ‘ .
As Picasso says “Good artists copy Great Artists steal”. I have just come across the new look of orkut and seems they have copied it well from FB. Anyways i have been a orkut fan ever since was introduced to the world of social networking. I some time wonder why the giants like Google have to copy, But anyways this is life ….
Welcome!!!
14/11/2009
Waise the blog is not new for many people…i have this bad habit to start new blog every now and then… and then leave it for people to visit…until they get bored of not being updated. I was planning to come back to this place again and finally i came. Some thing was keeping me busy and now i am out of it to update this again. This time i took a conscious call not to start a new blog.I have made a promise that i will maintain this as my final address on web.I know it will be tough as i am in a transition phase.
This blog will carry my experience with the 4 letter word called LIFE…
Hope to change the tradition and evolve my self as better Blogger.
cya
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