Tigers? How about people or books or roads ??

So after a week of travelling and staying in a super hot hill station which is about 2.2 Kms above sea level am back

And as the title suggests I have found 0 tigers . Too bad that none was brave enough to show up . I wanted one to scare the monsters away

 

I have discovered many things in this trip , including the fact that Tamil Nadu has developed a lot and places which I thought were villages have CCD ( ya a bad measuring unit but still) and traffic jams and star hotels and pretty well furnished with humans  

Of all the books mentioned in the previous post only one has been done with and that is the book on google ( not to mention my study material being weights to make sure that the balance in the car is maintained and I have a test on Sunday!!) .

Have taken a lot of photos and for the first time took more than 3 photos of people (too lazy to upload now shall post them soon ) . Also am planning to write a travel log( been a while and have got lots to say about the roads).

My google reader showed me about 240 unread posts and well the number won’t make me the majority in the parliment so just pressed mark all as read( I have a test on Sunday!! ) .

And though it is just a mock test on Sunday , I am supposed to do well ( ya people think I am someone from the nether world where the glow of the lava helped me study better ) so well the post may have to wait for another 40 hours or so ( me and my love for measuring , damn it 1/ 0 my toe! ) .

Finally the voting shall follow soon , once we judges are done with picking the fattest tiger to shoot  

 

On the fast lane…(story?)

Before we get started,let me make onething clear.I can do without saying this,but i can’t resist it can i?

Question :Recent studies have shown blah blah……that youth of today don’t show interest in “teaching,services” blah blah blah…Express your views in an article highlighting  blah blah blah blah lack of sensitivity to the nation issue.” 

An extract: I and T ,two letter take all the youth away from the country,who is going to address the remaning 24 letters? 

yup i wrote something similar to that in my English paper I want to look at my English teacher’s reaction to this one This is surely going to be a test ,to see if she really is broad minded  

 

Now to the post  

From misc3

 

The time is 12,midnight.All in alone in a huge car,you are on a very very dark highway.your only source of comfort is the headlight of your car.You see that the road is empty and you start going faster and faster.You dream of that pretty girl and wish that she was with you.But you know,she hates you .You then try to think of something else.You think about those people,in those old times,when there were no cars,you think how peaceful they were and then you think about you great,great ,great,great,great,great,great,great grand father,whose grand father might have been Adam or Kuppusami or Sri Sri Bigthondiyananda(thondi=stomach) or some Ramarangarajaraja thiru Nayana Srinivasa chari and the fact that he had about 2 dozen kids,who further went on to enhance the population by another dozen or so each.You then think,where all those people might be.If they still had the traditional value,of saying vango,pongo or bingo or if they still found veshti confortable or if they ever knew Sandyavanam(your version being-To whom so ever it concers,my name is this,my father name is this,if you don’t know me get lost,if you know me,you know the rest already,so spare me the trouble,i can’t remember that between intergration and all that stuff) .You then think,how much you have evolved.You don’t sport the big stomach,you don’t have 3 kids,infact you still haven’t even found a girl(that great to the power whatever had about 5 kids when he was your age!) ,you are supposedly broad minded and you aren’t a hypocrite.Then you consider the fact,that you might get married to only one girl and not to well 2 or 3,like your greats did.You then see some old rocks,which the head light throws light upon and you think of those child hood stories,when big Rakshashas lifted those things and went about destorying stuff,you draw an anology to the present and realize the fact,that even today we had those people,the only thing we lack is the presence of Lord Vishnu(might be garuda is on a vaction,in planet #47437545324 in The universe SDJO4543.) and the other Gods,to save us,they have retired or we haven’t provided them with good infrastructure or they are just holidaying in some other planet,getting tan.Then you see the outline of the a mountain and another story comes to your mind,about Indra cutting the mountains’ wings,you realize that nuclear weapons have the power to destory countries and the world,what an improvement you conclude.You drive on further,still alone.Something walks across the road-another childhood story passes across,ghosts,which stops you and ask you for a ride and then kill you,but your mind refuses to indulge in such stuff and quickly moves on the fact,it was some Idiot,who lacked any sense, walking across,but feeling bored and searching for some comfort you propose to yourself that it might been one of those Rishies who are still alive,walking across.At that your mind returns to thier love life.You push that away,when the thought of Krishna strikes you.The guy with, GOD(he) knows how many wives.You wonder,how he managed to keep so many girls,when you can’t find one.He must have been some guy,with a lot of strength.He was addicted to butter,might be that was the secret(you make a mental note,that you better contact your friend in some weird orgainsation like Sundown Indian Culture Limited,whose findings if published,would put bollywood to shame and for that reason you decide against it).And you think of Rama,funny,that rama preceded krishna,he was the one who saw only one girl,he must be the dream guy,not Krishna,surely? But well you figure,out that even those men in those weird times,couldn’t but help like the idea of going behind so many girls at the same time,that is why they made Krishna come after Rama.And going on to complete the series,you jump to Buddha.He had a kingdom and a wife and a kid,before,going in search of peace.So we are to become like his then?But then that was his purpose.then you question the very existence of everything,what is fiction,what is reality? You are stunned at the fact that life is so complicated.But at least people 50 years back,had the time to grow beards and grow hair and think about such stuff.They lacked motivation? No,they didn’t they always moved on the next level,never staying in one thing.And then you think of your immideate past gen.What have they done,you question? They were once who know how sad wars are,they know the meaning of struggle,but what did they do? They left the country in the hands of sad politicans.You swear it off,you don’t want to think about that now,something fun…something fun..

Suddenly,Something does happen.You lose sense of your self,the wheels move on their own,you lose control,you hear a laughter and you turn to that mantra which gives you comfort and as you resign to fate and faith,you see the sense it all can make,but the force is too great and you just let go.You are awake but don’t know,what is happening.Panic,comfort,security,fear all at the same time.You hear a voice telling,”I am here now” Over come,you let go.Blank.

From misc3

What do you think hit you?

Down the stairs

 

From 1st

Where do you think the stairs lead to?

 

Picture taken in Ellora.

smuged rush!

I took this picture while going in the car.What do you think?Is our life too like this? What do you see?

P.S: voting on the previous post is on till tomorrow evening.

the never ending road

winding roads,
endless.
a few scenery,
a few machinery,
a little bit of humanity.
in the past ,
the road carried many,
in the future,it
will lead many more.
go on you road,
go on.At least remember me.
for the sake of the sake
that i took you,not just
now,but in the past as well.
live on,keep on going.

p.s.: the pictures were taken on my way back from kodai to chennai

well this one is the starting of the ghat section(on the way to kodai)

THE TRUE INDIAN

GOOOOOODDDD MORRRNNNINGGGGG blogosphere.

note:- the following post is unedited,i.e. i haven’t re-read it.So you might encounter a few spelling and grammatical errors,i suggest you ignore them,or well you are wasting your time commenting on them

Well i just felt like saying good morning.duh I just feel like laughing a lot right don’t why.Might be the fact,well no clue.i am still trying to find out why>it is funny that i am in a good mood today,because yesterday,i almost dis-owned the human race!And yes i am going to lament ,in detail what happened yesterday,NO LAUGHING PLEASE!!!

It was just like any other day,the morning routine,of waking up and going to school went on.In school i slept through economics(i think this time seriously did,for i thought we had,had only 10 minutes of economics,but my friends told me we had an hour of it! *sigh*) and then we had a couple of periods free,during which ,being the most insane class in the world,we all started bugging each other.The highlight was a fight between P and R(R had flunked last year and was repeating 11th,but was in my class since there were no teachers and his *gf* was there).P had called him a junior and they got into a fight,*get the point*),well it wasn’t actually much of a fight,but it would have been fun,at least,the 70 bucks which i later payed for the auto would have been compensated.) After the short break we had math,since i sit in the first row and also since my maths teacher knows i usually just like that drop into a siesta,i couldn’t sleep.On the brink of a semi-sanity,i kept mumbling through the class,trying to make sense of it all( i.e. of life and what was i doing there).

Well the bad part is about to start,should i or should i not?

After math,we were allowed to go home! I rushed out,and bingo in the basket ball court,we had football! So after all the usual delays about teams and stuff,we began to play.I set up one goal(we ended up losing or winning 3-2,forgot which),but in the process i hurt my shin(took a full blood back heal).And once the game was over, i started walking,once i outside the school,my usual search for autos began.*it has begun* . i found no auto even after i had made it to the main road(about .5-1 km,it varies you see).Still no autos.So i decided it was time i caught a train. I walked another (.7-1 km) to the station and go to the ticket counter( i take out a 10 buck note and push it through the counter):-

me:- oru mamblam(one mamblam:- one ticket for mamblam)

the counter guy(tcg):- change illa(no change).i am pretty irritated tone.

i let a couple of people go,and saw that he had the change,so i again go and ask.he tells the same thing again,now i told him hell keep the ten bucks,just give me a ticket!He again says no,i tell him give me two tickets,still no! All this for a 4 buck ticket! I was getting damn irritated and thirsty!So i decided to ask a few people if they had change.And no one had any! So without wanting to start a fight9 i knew i will never get anything out of it,so i start walking again,i am damn pissed,i have no clue about bus roots,and also i knew i had to change buses somewhere,i was in no mood for that.I walk about 2 Kms( i asked for change,outside station too,but in response they asked if i had change for hundred.My water bottle had dried up and at about 40 degree Celsius it was no joke,especially since i hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast at 7( and for the first time in 5 years i didn’t wear my watch,is didn’t know what time it was).i at last found an auto(but the guy asked me for 70 bucks for the next 3-4 Kms(there was an auto strike yesterday ,against the rise in fuel prices,and i didn’t know that until i reached home).I had two options either to walk the 3-4- kms or pay the guy,but the above mentioned factors made me feel dizzy,so i took the auto.And i reached home in 10 minutes and payed the guy 70 bucks9 i usually pay 60 from my school).i hate the left parties for the strike ,as i said before i almost dis-owned the human race,guys like Osama and Bush suddenly looked like the the right guys9after the guy in the station).

Phew,so i am not sure why i am happy right now.But mr.Lalu Prasad,it is nice to hear that you have started a blog, i am going to spam your blog with this story! What does your railways think? After all i was in my school uniform.

Now i think i have at last seen a true “Indian”,all these days i was seeing the real good people,but this guy seems to represent the Indian which i haven’t see much except on T.V. But as they say all is well that ends well,to see that my blog had about 50 hits made me smile

Next time i have to go in train,i think the counter guy better watch out,i was in no mood to get witty yesterday,but next time mr. watch out.

This must be one of the longest posts i have written-ever.*sigh* Good old sunday morning.

the pinnacle race

every place has its tale,
every place has its way,
yet what is common is,
that all places are
now filled with the human race-
the pinnacle race,
which, with its gaze,
has made the earth’s face,
scarred and scared to look at.

IN KODAI

the mountain mists descend,
the heat has been made to bend,
the rains pour-incessant,
no thirst left to quench.

smoke on the water,
the nights become colder,
silence prevails,for the better,
everwhere there is green cover.

crowds like their cycles,
also their lake-walks,
a couple of parks
and the famous landmarks.

a better world,without worry?
or what i see is just of the sojourn
and not the local born,
will the treasure of nature live on?

roads pass under my feet

roads pass under my feet,
as fast as my thoughts pass.
i move towards them,
they dissapear under
my feet.a few moments you
sense you have passed them,
and try to recount the moments,
but with better things to see,
you forget about them
and move on,
what was there,will be,
what you see,might remain
but thoughts don’t matter,
action do,so we go on.

p.s.: i am in Kodai,on a holiday its pouring cats and dogs and i am locked up in my room So a recollection no the road,will be writing a review when i come back

Unlimited wants

i want to let go and go some where far off.everything around me is boring.
I want an adventure,i want to take on more barriers.I am not being sentimental,but i want to know i am living.I want to know reality.I want to feel the rivers(even though they maybe polluted),i want to listen to the forests,i want to talk to mountains.I want to be free.I want to write a book.I want to be known,yet not known.I want to be a legend.I want to be a humble being.I want to be a leader.I want to be part of a movement.I want to enjoy life.I want to be free.I want to breath.I want to admire nature.I want to admire humans.I want to be a pilot.I want to be a bird.I want to go on a ship.I want to swim till the end of the world.I want to see deserts.I want to see the poles.I want to see the Everest.I want change the world.I want to play my part in the universe.I want to know where everything ends,i want to bungee jump,i want to go drafting,i want to go sky diving,i want to surf,i want to play all the sports on earth.i want to over come cynophobia,i want to satisy myself….

add as much as you can to the list….let us see what all we all want…It is for a purpose…