Anjaan

Ok , I suffer from  this.

It originated silently in high school .

It  multiplied in College

It vanished later depending on the targets (I thought so)

But, seems ,it still prevails minutely.

People who don’t know me originally, perceived that I am rude and have attitude ...... completely opposed to people who know me.

And those strangers really wondered ”is she really friendly , witty and such synonyms” ?

while friends wondered how can they question her  bubbly-ness.

All because of just one behavior of mine “ignore” popularly  known as “Anjaan marna”.

Especially to species hailing from mars !

After analysis and feedback from the victims(who dared to question me -why are you ignoring ?)  author has come up with  below  symptoms of  ignore-mania .

I really really did not notice the person
It  happens unknowingly
I actually want to ignore the person 
I really hate the person
1. I really love the person. 
I am lost at times even when there is an eye contact. 
At times I don’t care ........is it really necessary to say hi-bye every other hour ?

So Martians , kindly ignore this ignore-mania .

PS0: Interested readers can contact to  find out which category they fall in :P

PS1:Figuring it out is hard , as I give same expression for all 7 types :D

      

Western Karnataka Trip

 

At Foot of Jog Falls

When : 18- 21st Sep 2009

Who  : A gang of 12 enthusiasts.

Original Plan

Day1 : Bangalore( 4pm) to Shimoga(10pm)
Day2 : Shimoga (7am) – Jog Falls(9:30am-12:30am) – Murudeshwara – (2pm-3pm) – Kollur (5pm-6:30pm) – Kamalashile (8:00pm)
Day3 : Kamalashile (1:00pm) – Udipi(3:00pm-4:00pm) – Agumbe (5pm-6:30pm) – Sringeri (8pm)
Day4 : Sringeri(7:00am) – Kudremukh (9:00am – 12:00am) – Bangalore (9:30pm)

Old Railway Tracks at Kudremukh

 Jog Falls while descending down 1388 steps

  

Actual , deviated plan

Day1 : We reached at 12 midnight instead.
Day2 : Skipped Murudeshwara and Kollur and decided to stay at Jog falls .
Day3 : Skipped Agumbe and visited Malpe beach on public demand.
Day4 : All bones Intact and reached Bangalore .

 
 
 
 
 
              

 Malpe Beach ,Udupi->

Perfect Camping  Site At Kudremukh

Sharadamba temple, Sringeri

PS0: Not crazy enough  to remember the exact timing and minute details after traveling for three consecutive days in a minivan and visiting public loos .So deal with the brief-point-wise info. Else Google.

Random facts from the trip

1. 13kms prior to Shimoga we landed with flat tire.

2. At Jog falls the water appeared lesser than Hogenakkal .But the sheer height of 900 ft compensated it all.

3. It took us 1388 steps plus 30 minutes of rock climbing to reach near  foot of the fall. All that sweat was worth it.

4. My way up left me dehydrated resulting in puking. Note :Do not drink nimbu-pani or lots of pani in one take when exhausted. Sipping in intervals is advisable.

5. kamalashile was my first encounter with caves ,cave bats and spring water.

6. Kudremukh is a place worth revisit and deserves camping .Apparently 1 tiger from here added to that 1411 count.

7. Anthony , our driver was a die hard MJ fan . 2hours of MJ music , live shows , Billie Jean , thriller kept the DVD player and us busy during the journey .

8. Later Jane bhi do yaroo , Chaltee ka naam gaddi , Bombay to Goa entertained us . You know the usual Dumbsy(here I was made to act for 40 movies!) , Antakshri ,Guess the personality, were not enough to cover long travel-couch-potato hours.

9. The journey indeed fulfilled the nature thirst of the quest.

10. Continue to admire the photos.

The Hilly Landscape of Kudremukh

Kudremukh Fencing

Kamalashile Caves , Spot the Bats

PS1: Composing travel logs induces boredom in me.
PS2: The remedy is to post scenic pics along.
PS3: Btw , this is an old-incomplete draft , coming to life now.
PS4: Obliviously , boss is on leave, yipeeeeeeeee and product is released.

Har Ghar Kuch kehta hai

And nostalgia seeps in .

Hyd home bound good-bye was already pending and S’s moving-on post below has rubbed the yearning yet again .

"A month and a half to go before I leave this place. Will miss each and every little moment I spent here. Right from the moment I walked in and was swept off my feet by this place to the times I have spent in my Balcony overlooking the dimming city lights and incoming morning at 5:30 AM! But most of all I shall miss all the time which I spent with the two most awesome roomies possible on the planet! The goof ups, the cooking and finding the mobile inside the fridge!! :D”
 

I said - "so much more will be missed ,  the cap-less bottles , Victoria secrets ,

Tarot cards , shopping regrets 

Gossip sessions , cooking lessons

Chicken curry ,  pudina paneer

Scramble egg, chair pegs

Movies , books thrill

Internet and Electricity bill,

Long RV walks , beside the swimming pool talks ,

…….. the book- shelf will be empty without you , so will be our hearts.

btw , you forgot belan in fridge"
                                                                                                  

PS0: Yeah, our "cold" fridge has seen it all :)

PS1: FB  must provide export-thread-to-blog option, na ?

Indeed time flies . It has been over 10 months since I left Hyd, since I left my old-self  to be a new-self which again will eventually fade away.

I graduated from that clumsy 2 bhk to a  furnished 3 bhk .From  that bloody psycho *&^%$# owner who never returned the advance to the one who never bothers to a ping us for Monthly rent.

Well ,I don’t exactly miss much .Frankly speaking  my memories are too faint to miss anybody or anything for that matter .But its that moment when people bid adieu - a sinking feeling quietly oozes in.

But as they say people make places . I will always cherish the multi – lingual , multi-cultural, multi- cuisine , unify-friendly experience i had /have with my  UPite ,Andhra , Marathi ,  Bong and Tam roomies .And if you leave the origins apart it was and is a family away from family .

S stayed for few months and is a ribbon friend from school days .Amidst all cooking ,school revamp  ,skype-ing, girly fun , chatting , partying, wedding preps and packing  ....we forgot that the only photo we clicked together is in lacy corsets!

I know you loved the home more that us :P, drama queen!
But the tears shed and the bye-bye hugs  definitely were , as emotional as the ones happening  on your bidai . 
I say,  there was more drama going inside than outside :)
 

She completed, bonded  us and  the home together .
Now , some random left out papers, empty cosmetic bottles fill the dreaded silence of that room .Tomorrow the maid will clean that as well.
 

PS2: Sayonara .

Marasim

-By Gulzar


shaam se aankh mein nami si hai
aaj phir aapaki kami si hai

dafn kar do hamein ke saans mile
nabz kuchh der se thami si hai

vaqt rahtaa nahin kahin tik kar
iski aadat bhi aadami si hai

koyi rishtaa nahin rahaa phir bhi
ek tasalim laazami si hai

You Tube ,  music video is too cliche , as i always recommend -just listen .


PS1: Well, then , i can read poetry.

Turning Point

Us mod se har koi guzarta hai
Koi sambhal ke girta hai
Koi gir gir ke sambhalta hai
Par us mod se har koi guzarta hai

  -Yours truly
 
Author's confession :-
I can't read poetry  !
It takes a lot of patience for me to  ideally read anything , but poetry  requires yet another level of that "patience" .One still tries and is very selective .
It's good in a way , coz if i would have read a lot , a lot would have quietly  seeped into my creations.
Not that , that kind of seepage doesn't  happen now. But in a knowingly unknown way with minute  contamination.
But as long as there are finite words and an even more finite vocabulary of mine  , the words will repeat them self's , but in every fold with a new meaning , with a new  emotion , with new inspiration , with a new conclusion .
From a new beginning to a new destination .They will travel and continue to flow whether they get absorbed or not ,they will continue to flow in this infinite space.

Because now i know , it doesn't take a dictionary to be poetic.

PS0: hmmmm
PS1: Ok,
PS2: hmmmmm , well
PS3 Fine , the end!! 
PS4: Ya, read the sher again , for a new meaning  and it might enlighten in every re-read :)

Kuch Likhatey Kyun Nahi

Kaagaz ki bani ,kalam gaddar

Syahi na jaye panno ke par
Aur log pochatey hain , 

Ki tum likhtey kyun nahi  

Bekhudi se nikal 
Ayi mein hoshwaloan ki kagar
Sukhe asu, jhootey armaan  
Na koi arzoo, na koi intezar
Aur log poochatey hain,
Ki tum likhatey kyun nahi 

Roothi nazamien ,naraz hain alfaz 
Kaise bunu mein, abb lafzo ke  jal  
Aur log poochatey hain , ki tum .......kuch likhatey kyun nahi?

                                                                               

-Yours sincerely , Clueless


PS: While i thought i was over poetry and can no longer compose , this(above) happened .

So That Author Continues To Blog

So , before the day one of the new decade ends ,let me do  what blogger tend to do traditionally -> wish you all a very  happy new year(s) .

Yeah,  motivation levels are all time down.Trust me , it takes only Me to pump it back.Myself need to help to find that Me 

No , author  is not running out of ideas  .There are still 4 travel logs to be jolted down and so many  drafts lying in  folders , sub - folders, mail box , blogger ... here and there waiting to be edited and posted etc , etc .Ok , let me not go the diary-confession-way .Lets talk and be optimistic .You know after all it's Jan1st , kids are told " what you do today , you end up doing same every day" .But then all that is to trick  kiddos to stay good at least for a day na . hehe. Hmmm , Hmmm whatever!

Oh , yes ! the 31st night was like - We want to go out -We really want to-But places are like super expensive -We check for movie tickets -But there are other useless people who prefer to watch movie on 31st, idiots!  -Don't they  have to party or perhaps do something else ?-So no tickets-We call Fame manager for tickets -He replies i just resigned , useless fellow ! -  Author already  down with cold and fever- But we still want to go out -Then it starts raining heavily , more than seasonal one -And then ma sandals break while crossing the flooded (partly with gutter)roads-We try our luck at traditional local theater - And Bang on !

Nope the story is not over yet.We get inside , the screen is like just-large- than an LCD TV .We order snacks  which ends up being  toooooo spicy and the juice bought for compensation  was like toooooooo sweet.

Noho , not yet .Not without moral .Their is an own masses ~charm to watch movie in  a good-old style  theater with people clapping , whistling , reacting with the flow with ohhhs -aaaahhhs - hahahas-hohohos- ewwww-ufffffs-hmmmmm.

aaall izzzz well.

PS1:  It was 3 Idiots .
PS2: No , no review here .Arreh filum dekho,  enjoy karo , stop being opinionated and judgmental about every damn thing on earth !.
PS3 : But for sake of it.It was fun , if you are ready to take it , Not great though ,  but some  sequences left us LOL.Try living in moment I say .
PS4: Of course in all this we had fun .
PS5: We kind of end up making  misery equivalent to adventure .
PS6: All in good times.
PS7: HAPPY NEW YEAR , i mean it this time , really :)
PS8: Duh , this was so diary-way only :D