Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Bye
Another trip home ends tomorrow, but this time will the hardest, to say goodbye. Mebbe its because ive matured as Ive aged, mebbe not, who knows. All I know is that ill be pretty homesick as soon as I board the flight tomorrow.
Mebbe this is the sign Ive been waiting for, for so long. A sign thats telling me to come back home permanently, a symbol of the end of my wandering days. A part of me wants to believe that it is so, another part wants to check one last time if there is something left to do.
Mom has been putting up a brave face all of this week, but i have spotted a tear or two when she thinks im not looking. Dad, as always, will not show what he is feeling, but I can hear it in his repeated questions about what I need to buy from India. Ill miss them, a lot. but ill miss my sister the most.
I love you guys a lot, I hope you understand.
Mebbe this is the sign Ive been waiting for, for so long. A sign thats telling me to come back home permanently, a symbol of the end of my wandering days. A part of me wants to believe that it is so, another part wants to check one last time if there is something left to do.
Mom has been putting up a brave face all of this week, but i have spotted a tear or two when she thinks im not looking. Dad, as always, will not show what he is feeling, but I can hear it in his repeated questions about what I need to buy from India. Ill miss them, a lot. but ill miss my sister the most.
I love you guys a lot, I hope you understand.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Teri maa ki = Monkey
So the Harbhajan Singh saga is over, or is it? Justice Hansen decided Bhajji is not guilty of racial vilification, but instead, of using obscene language. Well, so far, so good, but news filtering in is that the Aussies are not thrilled with the decision. Here's my problem with the whole fucking mess
- If the judge has no evidence to prove Bhajji guilty, why are the Aussies unhappy? Why should Symonds be going around saying "I tell the truth, as always"? Are we supposed to believe that, if so, why?
- Why can't Bhajji, instead of getting involved in all this shit, concentrate on his bowling? Have you seen his bowling lately? I personally shy away when some (lame?) commentator calls him the world's leading offie!!!
- Harsha Bhogale puts things in perspective in his column here, and I coudn't agree with him more
"Are India flexing their muscles? Three examples have been given. One, that Steve Bucknor was asked to leave. That happens. Employers sack employees, selectors drop players when they are not performing. Umpires have been asked to leave the elite panel in the past.
Two, Harbhajan Singh was allowed to play on. That is part of the ICC's rules; pending an appeal a cricketer can play.
Three, Harbhajan has got away with a slap on the wrist in spite of three players claiming he racially abused Andrew Symonds. Maybe he did, but maybe he didn't. The players who think they heard what he said might feel disappointed, but that is not how the law works. If judgment was to be made based on what one person said versus what another did, the world would become unlivable."
- Aussie newspapers are not far off from adding to the ruckus. Why be jealous if India is the richest cricketing nation? If it takes a little "brinksmanship" to put Steve Bucknor in his place, why not? I agree the thought of ending the tour is nonsense, it is not sportsmanlike, but then standing up for what is right is not "brinksmanship"
- What really pisses me off is the way the Indian media is handling this. I saw a couple of videos where a news anchor(are they called anchors coz they are dead weight on society?) hailed this day as the great one for Indian cricket!!! Pray tell, O king of assholes, what is so great that an Indian cricketer got fined 50% of his match fees for using obscene language? How has it saved the "honor" of the nation? Fucking Idiot!!!
I hope the players involved in this take a step back and see the kind of damage they are doing to the game. I don't think Bhajji passed a racist comment (we have no evidence, remember!), but it'd be better for him if he'd concentrate on his cricket. I don't think India did any wrong in taking a strong stand, but celebrating this judgement as a "victory for India" is wrong!!
Get on with it guys!!
- If the judge has no evidence to prove Bhajji guilty, why are the Aussies unhappy? Why should Symonds be going around saying "I tell the truth, as always"? Are we supposed to believe that, if so, why?
- Why can't Bhajji, instead of getting involved in all this shit, concentrate on his bowling? Have you seen his bowling lately? I personally shy away when some (lame?) commentator calls him the world's leading offie!!!
- Harsha Bhogale puts things in perspective in his column here, and I coudn't agree with him more
"Are India flexing their muscles? Three examples have been given. One, that Steve Bucknor was asked to leave. That happens. Employers sack employees, selectors drop players when they are not performing. Umpires have been asked to leave the elite panel in the past.
Two, Harbhajan Singh was allowed to play on. That is part of the ICC's rules; pending an appeal a cricketer can play.
Three, Harbhajan has got away with a slap on the wrist in spite of three players claiming he racially abused Andrew Symonds. Maybe he did, but maybe he didn't. The players who think they heard what he said might feel disappointed, but that is not how the law works. If judgment was to be made based on what one person said versus what another did, the world would become unlivable."
- Aussie newspapers are not far off from adding to the ruckus. Why be jealous if India is the richest cricketing nation? If it takes a little "brinksmanship" to put Steve Bucknor in his place, why not? I agree the thought of ending the tour is nonsense, it is not sportsmanlike, but then standing up for what is right is not "brinksmanship"
- What really pisses me off is the way the Indian media is handling this. I saw a couple of videos where a news anchor(are they called anchors coz they are dead weight on society?) hailed this day as the great one for Indian cricket!!! Pray tell, O king of assholes, what is so great that an Indian cricketer got fined 50% of his match fees for using obscene language? How has it saved the "honor" of the nation? Fucking Idiot!!!
I hope the players involved in this take a step back and see the kind of damage they are doing to the game. I don't think Bhajji passed a racist comment (we have no evidence, remember!), but it'd be better for him if he'd concentrate on his cricket. I don't think India did any wrong in taking a strong stand, but celebrating this judgement as a "victory for India" is wrong!!
Get on with it guys!!
Monday, December 17, 2007
A Dare
Make me freak out, make me shout
I dare you.
Decide , choose, select, pick
Be damned, if it doesn't tick
Can't stand stupid, it ain't fair
Why is common sense so rare
Make my choice, make my decision
I dare you.
In a rut, or on the run
getting bored or having fun
plain lazy or disinterested
am in, interested or invested
make me buy it, make me commit
I dare you.
An old friend, or a love lost
pain, tears or whatever the cost
the smells, the sounds, what I feel
the mind wanders, heel.. HEEL
make me ignore, make me forget
I dare you.
I dare you.
Decide , choose, select, pick
Be damned, if it doesn't tick
Can't stand stupid, it ain't fair
Why is common sense so rare
Make my choice, make my decision
I dare you.
In a rut, or on the run
getting bored or having fun
plain lazy or disinterested
am in, interested or invested
make me buy it, make me commit
I dare you.
An old friend, or a love lost
pain, tears or whatever the cost
the smells, the sounds, what I feel
the mind wanders, heel.. HEEL
make me ignore, make me forget
I dare you.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Hyderabad Blues
It was with a little apprehension mixed with a healthy dose of excitement, that I decided to move to Hyderabad. The fact it was a good (and probably the only) carrer opportunity had a role to play. But at that point, I think I just wanted to get the hell away from delhi and the past that kept haunting me there.
Still, for a North Indian guy to move to anywhere in South India, is a bit of a cultural shock. Im sure it is the same vice versa, but I do believe our southern brethren and their sistrens are much more malleable when it comes to adjusting socially. Personally I think its their more easy going nature which helps (please note, S Sreesnath is excluded from this category. His crazy jigs on the cricket field would gain him entry to the most brash of punjabi clans anyday). We northerners are too brash and boisterous for our own good, not that its bad or anything, but mebbe we need to tone it down a little
So I decide to up and move to Hyd, with much encouragement from my family. The fact that two of my best friends were also moving with me (to work for the same company) laid any apprehensions I had to rest. The first few days were spent trying to remember the names of places (all the palli's and the pet's of hyd), discovering the cuisine, crashing through the language barrier and discovering that the words "quickly" and "immediately" were not recognized in Hyd.
The new job, hunting for a place to stay and generally adjusting to the place ate up a few months before I had time to "see" Hyd. I think I started enjoying the place after I made some new friends, which probably started at the first HBM (Hyd Bloggers meet). Infact, the whole process of blogging started since I had become totally anti-social at that time and wanted to keep people at an arm's length.
The rest, as they say, was party time. Now when I think about it, I miss those days so much. Infact, this post was prompted by a get together I had my place last weekend. After the people had left (at 2 AM!!!!), I started thinking, if it were Hyd, this is the time someone would be going out to fetch more booze and biryani.
I think I enjoyed my stay in Hyd more than I thought. Some of the best times I had were when I was there. Funny, I cant think of any major trips or events that I undertook, but mebbe its the fact that normal days/weekends were so much fun that I never needed to. I don't think I have that city to thank for this, as much as the people who made it worthwhile. I wont mention anybody here, you know who you are (i.e., if you ever read this).
- I miss the all night jam sessions and hanging outside lifestyle or the millions of coffee shops.
- I miss the midnight biryanis and the amazing chicken 65 (its the best food on the planet. I even found place in Atlanta which makes a decent C65)
- I miss the 'intellectual' conversations with my buddies, which often ended in drinking/laughter binges
- I miss the ladies of the group, some of whom put us men to shame when it came to drinking
- I miss rocking at Easy Rider or OFD
- I miss the Irani chai at 5 AM
- I miss the mirchi bajji and chinese food on the bandi (or is it bundy)
- I miss trips to Whisper Valley, drinking and seeing the city lights
- I miss the call on Friday evening asking what the plan for the weekend was, even though we all knew we were gonna get piss drunk, the only question was ... where?
Well, I dunno if im ever gonna be back in Hyd, or if it will even be the same if I do go back. But the great time I had in this fabulous place, and the friendships I carry with me, I will forever be thankful for
Still, for a North Indian guy to move to anywhere in South India, is a bit of a cultural shock. Im sure it is the same vice versa, but I do believe our southern brethren and their sistrens are much more malleable when it comes to adjusting socially. Personally I think its their more easy going nature which helps (please note, S Sreesnath is excluded from this category. His crazy jigs on the cricket field would gain him entry to the most brash of punjabi clans anyday). We northerners are too brash and boisterous for our own good, not that its bad or anything, but mebbe we need to tone it down a little
So I decide to up and move to Hyd, with much encouragement from my family. The fact that two of my best friends were also moving with me (to work for the same company) laid any apprehensions I had to rest. The first few days were spent trying to remember the names of places (all the palli's and the pet's of hyd), discovering the cuisine, crashing through the language barrier and discovering that the words "quickly" and "immediately" were not recognized in Hyd.
The new job, hunting for a place to stay and generally adjusting to the place ate up a few months before I had time to "see" Hyd. I think I started enjoying the place after I made some new friends, which probably started at the first HBM (Hyd Bloggers meet). Infact, the whole process of blogging started since I had become totally anti-social at that time and wanted to keep people at an arm's length.
The rest, as they say, was party time. Now when I think about it, I miss those days so much. Infact, this post was prompted by a get together I had my place last weekend. After the people had left (at 2 AM!!!!), I started thinking, if it were Hyd, this is the time someone would be going out to fetch more booze and biryani.
I think I enjoyed my stay in Hyd more than I thought. Some of the best times I had were when I was there. Funny, I cant think of any major trips or events that I undertook, but mebbe its the fact that normal days/weekends were so much fun that I never needed to. I don't think I have that city to thank for this, as much as the people who made it worthwhile. I wont mention anybody here, you know who you are (i.e., if you ever read this).
- I miss the all night jam sessions and hanging outside lifestyle or the millions of coffee shops.
- I miss the midnight biryanis and the amazing chicken 65 (its the best food on the planet. I even found place in Atlanta which makes a decent C65)
- I miss the 'intellectual' conversations with my buddies, which often ended in drinking/laughter binges
- I miss the ladies of the group, some of whom put us men to shame when it came to drinking
- I miss rocking at Easy Rider or OFD
- I miss the Irani chai at 5 AM
- I miss the mirchi bajji and chinese food on the bandi (or is it bundy)
- I miss trips to Whisper Valley, drinking and seeing the city lights
- I miss the call on Friday evening asking what the plan for the weekend was, even though we all knew we were gonna get piss drunk, the only question was ... where?
Well, I dunno if im ever gonna be back in Hyd, or if it will even be the same if I do go back. But the great time I had in this fabulous place, and the friendships I carry with me, I will forever be thankful for
Monday, October 22, 2007
To each his own. Every one's own private hell, or heaven, depending which way you look at it. The only thing constant in this flux is the change itself.
I've been away too long ... the words don't come that easy anymore. Writing was once therapeutic for me, and Im hoping it still is. Sadly it isn't like cycling, or sex(really?) ... im out of practice. I know when I read this later, ill probably grimace. Oh, what the heck ... who cares..
Everyday, sooner or later, someone is gonna ask you the question. The one that should really make you think, if you really think about it, but sadly, most of us just respond with a perfunctory programmed answer. Maybe its because the questioner himself does not expect anything else, or mebbe you don't deem him worthy enough to answer the question honestly. Who cares, thing is, the answer is prompt ... "I'm fine" ... or its numerous variants like "great", "doin good", so on and so forth
No come to think of it, what would be your answer if you were honest, So here I ask you the age old question again, my friend, how are you?
I've been away too long ... the words don't come that easy anymore. Writing was once therapeutic for me, and Im hoping it still is. Sadly it isn't like cycling, or sex(really?) ... im out of practice. I know when I read this later, ill probably grimace. Oh, what the heck ... who cares..
Everyday, sooner or later, someone is gonna ask you the question. The one that should really make you think, if you really think about it, but sadly, most of us just respond with a perfunctory programmed answer. Maybe its because the questioner himself does not expect anything else, or mebbe you don't deem him worthy enough to answer the question honestly. Who cares, thing is, the answer is prompt ... "I'm fine" ... or its numerous variants like "great", "doin good", so on and so forth
No come to think of it, what would be your answer if you were honest, So here I ask you the age old question again, my friend, how are you?
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