Yup, I'm bored. There's work, still I'm bored. Maybe its because I like to see quick results and this investigation that I am doing is not returning results quickly. I'm losing interest in the issue. Need something to get me to concentrate!
On a happier note, ITS PAYDAY!!! :-D
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Seether feat. Amy Lee - Broken
I wanted you to know
I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore
I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone
You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore
Monday, November 22, 2004
New place. New faces..
Moved to support today.
Last evening I dropped Blurr off at Venkat's. Told him what all needs to be done. Then me and Rohan headed over to Rohan's place. Bought some vodka and pakodas on the way. Drank.
Went home. No dinner. Slept. Woke up early cos I had to get here by 9. Riding through peak hour traffic is a pain!! Especially on an underpowered bike with no horn.
I miss Blurr!! :-((
Last evening I dropped Blurr off at Venkat's. Told him what all needs to be done. Then me and Rohan headed over to Rohan's place. Bought some vodka and pakodas on the way. Drank.
Went home. No dinner. Slept. Woke up early cos I had to get here by 9. Riding through peak hour traffic is a pain!! Especially on an underpowered bike with no horn.
I miss Blurr!! :-((
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Stranded
I was in office last night. I'd just come in to check mails, chat and blog. Thats when he called. He wanted to go for a small ride in the night and be back home by 0000 hrs. I was in no state of mind to ride, but I agreed anyway, thinking that riding will help me clear my thoughts.
Went to the petrol bunk and filled fuel (my bike's giving a very dismal mileage nowadays), then hit Bellary Road, from there the Ring Road to BEL Circle, Yeshwanthpur, and then onto the Bangalore - Tumkur highway. Rode up to Whity's Dhaba. Stopped there to eat and drink. Unfortunately, all the guy had was Beer and Whisky; and I dont like either. So, just ate, and decided to head back home, cos I was in no state of mind to ride safely.
Before leaving, he was checking Blurr's rear wheel for free rotation. He rotated the wheel, and there was a slight sound. He said, "Lets try now", while bending the chain guard a bit, away from the wheel. That's when I heard the sound of the chain guard getting bent out of shape; but I didnt think much of it.
On the return leg, I was cruising at 60-70 kmph; brooding. Then all of a sudden, something inside me snapped, and I took off, weaving through highway traffic at 90-110 kmph. Soon, I had pulled away from him. Rode like this till the place where the Ring Road meets the Bangalore-Tumkur highway. I wanted to stop and wait for him to catch up. As I was slowing down, I went over a pothole. And at that moment, I heard a sound from my rear wheel, like I was dragging something.
Stopped the bike, a little away from the side of the road, tried to push it to the road side, but it wouldnt budge. I paniced, thinking the chain must've got cut. I waited hoping that he would come and we could do something about it. He came after quite a while, and just rode past!! I had my indicator on, and I was calling out to him at the top of my voice, arms waving, but he just rode past. Took out my cell and called him up. Called him up like a million times. But he didnt stop. And with every call, my temper kept rising. The worst thing was that I had left my tool kit in my bag at home, and I couldn't even take out the damn chain guard.
Took a deep breath and thought things out clearly. Stopped a couple of motorists and asked them for their toolkit. They were kind enough to help. Took out the chain guard and bent it back into shape and fixed it back. Around that time, he messaged saying "At home, cell was in silent mode. All ok?". I was livid!! I called him back and yelled, "Do you think I called you up so frantically to kiss you goodnight??!! I'm stuck in the middle of the road, bike's not moving and I don't even have my toolkit!!". And he said, "Do you want me to come back". I said, "Forget it! This is our last ride together!", and hung up. Didn't take any of his calls, or reply to any of his SMSs.
Thanks the good samaritans and headed back for home. What a day!! I wonder what else life has in store for me :-
Went to the petrol bunk and filled fuel (my bike's giving a very dismal mileage nowadays), then hit Bellary Road, from there the Ring Road to BEL Circle, Yeshwanthpur, and then onto the Bangalore - Tumkur highway. Rode up to Whity's Dhaba. Stopped there to eat and drink. Unfortunately, all the guy had was Beer and Whisky; and I dont like either. So, just ate, and decided to head back home, cos I was in no state of mind to ride safely.
Before leaving, he was checking Blurr's rear wheel for free rotation. He rotated the wheel, and there was a slight sound. He said, "Lets try now", while bending the chain guard a bit, away from the wheel. That's when I heard the sound of the chain guard getting bent out of shape; but I didnt think much of it.
On the return leg, I was cruising at 60-70 kmph; brooding. Then all of a sudden, something inside me snapped, and I took off, weaving through highway traffic at 90-110 kmph. Soon, I had pulled away from him. Rode like this till the place where the Ring Road meets the Bangalore-Tumkur highway. I wanted to stop and wait for him to catch up. As I was slowing down, I went over a pothole. And at that moment, I heard a sound from my rear wheel, like I was dragging something.
Stopped the bike, a little away from the side of the road, tried to push it to the road side, but it wouldnt budge. I paniced, thinking the chain must've got cut. I waited hoping that he would come and we could do something about it. He came after quite a while, and just rode past!! I had my indicator on, and I was calling out to him at the top of my voice, arms waving, but he just rode past. Took out my cell and called him up. Called him up like a million times. But he didnt stop. And with every call, my temper kept rising. The worst thing was that I had left my tool kit in my bag at home, and I couldn't even take out the damn chain guard.
Took a deep breath and thought things out clearly. Stopped a couple of motorists and asked them for their toolkit. They were kind enough to help. Took out the chain guard and bent it back into shape and fixed it back. Around that time, he messaged saying "At home, cell was in silent mode. All ok?". I was livid!! I called him back and yelled, "Do you think I called you up so frantically to kiss you goodnight??!! I'm stuck in the middle of the road, bike's not moving and I don't even have my toolkit!!". And he said, "Do you want me to come back". I said, "Forget it! This is our last ride together!", and hung up. Didn't take any of his calls, or reply to any of his SMSs.
Thanks the good samaritans and headed back for home. What a day!! I wonder what else life has in store for me :-
Did I say ride?
Yup! I went for a ride yesterday. I'd been craving for one for a long time. Finally got my chance yesterday. I'm yet to write a detailed trip log, so watch this space. Just a gist of my trip.
Place(s) visited: Shravanabelagola, Halebid and Belur.
Total distance covered: 479.9 kms.
Start time: 6:28 am
End time: 5:11 pm
The trip was awesome fun!! Looking forward to more solo trips: longer ones. Maybe I could do Bangalore - Pune. /:)
Place(s) visited: Shravanabelagola, Halebid and Belur.
Total distance covered: 479.9 kms.
Start time: 6:28 am
End time: 5:11 pm
The trip was awesome fun!! Looking forward to more solo trips: longer ones. Maybe I could do Bangalore - Pune. /:)
The question is answered
The question asked in this entry was finally answered last night. In a very gruesome way :-(.
Ravindra called up last evening, just as I got out of the shower. He said that he was at Shankar's, and wanted to invite me for his sister's wedding. He asked me whether I wanted him to come home, or whether I would to there. I was planning to go out anyway, so I told him that I would meet him at Shankar's place.
Shankar's place, met Shankar, Ravindra and Santhosh. Had a nice time, talking about things, general chit chat, etc. After a while, we all left for Kishan's house. When we reached there, we found him playing cricket in his front compound. Now, that might not sound very strange, but you have to see his compound to know why I mentioned this: ITS TOO DAMN SMALL TO PLAY CRICKET!! Still we had a jolly good time playing cricket, nearly breaking his window and flower pots and causing a lot of nuisance to his neighbors till 10:30 pm :-D.
After cricket, Shankar and me went to the non-veg restaurant (I forgot the name) near my old house to eat some Tandoori chicken. I had parked Blurr outside. After a while, we heard a loud noise, like that of a vehicle falling and glass breaking. Rushed out to see this gruesome scene: Blurr was standing the way she was when I left her, only there was a scooter leaning against her, with its handle inside the fairing :-((.
The scooter owner was drunk and didnt park it properly. I asked him, what he planned to do about the broken fairing. I told him myself that the fairing was cracked a bit before itself, but it wasnt so bad that it needed replacement. The guy said, that he would do something about it. Then his brother came - a short but fat guy, smelling of alcohol. He blabbered a lot, in a loud voice, creating a scene. The gist of all the bullshit he told me, was that he would replace the broken piece of the fairing, but not an original Bajaj fairing, some local shit! I was in no mood to argue with the guy, and I knew very well that he wouldnt replace the fairing, so I just walked away. I will change the fairing by myself; the drunk bastard can shove his money up his fat ass.
The worst thing about the whole incident was that I had ridden my bike for more than 500kms in the morning, and nothing had happened. I parked it for a few minutes, and damages worth 1000 bucks happen :-(. These are really the worst days of my life.
I dread asking this question, but I'd really like to know: WHAT NEXT??
Ravindra called up last evening, just as I got out of the shower. He said that he was at Shankar's, and wanted to invite me for his sister's wedding. He asked me whether I wanted him to come home, or whether I would to there. I was planning to go out anyway, so I told him that I would meet him at Shankar's place.
Shankar's place, met Shankar, Ravindra and Santhosh. Had a nice time, talking about things, general chit chat, etc. After a while, we all left for Kishan's house. When we reached there, we found him playing cricket in his front compound. Now, that might not sound very strange, but you have to see his compound to know why I mentioned this: ITS TOO DAMN SMALL TO PLAY CRICKET!! Still we had a jolly good time playing cricket, nearly breaking his window and flower pots and causing a lot of nuisance to his neighbors till 10:30 pm :-D.
After cricket, Shankar and me went to the non-veg restaurant (I forgot the name) near my old house to eat some Tandoori chicken. I had parked Blurr outside. After a while, we heard a loud noise, like that of a vehicle falling and glass breaking. Rushed out to see this gruesome scene: Blurr was standing the way she was when I left her, only there was a scooter leaning against her, with its handle inside the fairing :-((.
The scooter owner was drunk and didnt park it properly. I asked him, what he planned to do about the broken fairing. I told him myself that the fairing was cracked a bit before itself, but it wasnt so bad that it needed replacement. The guy said, that he would do something about it. Then his brother came - a short but fat guy, smelling of alcohol. He blabbered a lot, in a loud voice, creating a scene. The gist of all the bullshit he told me, was that he would replace the broken piece of the fairing, but not an original Bajaj fairing, some local shit! I was in no mood to argue with the guy, and I knew very well that he wouldnt replace the fairing, so I just walked away. I will change the fairing by myself; the drunk bastard can shove his money up his fat ass.
The worst thing about the whole incident was that I had ridden my bike for more than 500kms in the morning, and nothing had happened. I parked it for a few minutes, and damages worth 1000 bucks happen :-(. These are really the worst days of my life.
I dread asking this question, but I'd really like to know: WHAT NEXT??
Friday, November 19, 2004
New phase of my career
Monday I start a new phase of my career: as a Support Engineer. I dont know whether to be happy or sad. Right now, I am eager to find out whats in store for me. Looking forward to the change in routine.
Wish me luck
Wish me luck
What's next?!!
Yesterday, I nearly missed hitting a guy on the road. Today, I rear-ended an SUV. Makes me wonder -- What's next?? :-S
I was on my way to Venkat's. I was in front of Lalbagh Gate, where two roads cross: one going towards Jayanagar/Banashankari and the other going towards JC Road. I was going towards Banashankari and the SUV (I dont remember which was going towards JC Road). The traffic police wasnt regulating traffic. I just crossed the road behind the SUV and turned back to look if there any other vehicles crossing over to JC Road. A split second later, I turned forward, only to see the SUV right in front of me - stationary.
Grabbed hard at both the brakes. That didn't help. I ended up rear-ending the SUV. Actually, I didn't hit the SUV at 90 degrees, I hit him at an angle. Luckily, I didn't fall off the bike. I was too shaken up and very afraid to look at the damage done to Blurr, that I didnt stop. Just rode on to Venkat's.
Once I got to Venkat's, I got off my bike, and walked over to the front to survey the damage. I was expecting broken mud-guard and broken fairing. But all I saw was a badly scratched mud-guard. Most of the scratches were not very deep. I was thinking that I'd have to get it re-painted. That's when Raghu came up, saw the damage, called the Polish-guy (I dont know his name), and asked him to polish the mud-guard.
I wasnt too sure if it would help. But once the guy polished and buffed the mud-guard, it was difficult to find the scratches. And I was relieved.
The worst thing about the accident was the speed at which I was going when it happened: ~40kmph.
I just hope the events of the last two days are not the start to a freaky trend! Fingers crossed.
I was on my way to Venkat's. I was in front of Lalbagh Gate, where two roads cross: one going towards Jayanagar/Banashankari and the other going towards JC Road. I was going towards Banashankari and the SUV (I dont remember which was going towards JC Road). The traffic police wasnt regulating traffic. I just crossed the road behind the SUV and turned back to look if there any other vehicles crossing over to JC Road. A split second later, I turned forward, only to see the SUV right in front of me - stationary.
Grabbed hard at both the brakes. That didn't help. I ended up rear-ending the SUV. Actually, I didn't hit the SUV at 90 degrees, I hit him at an angle. Luckily, I didn't fall off the bike. I was too shaken up and very afraid to look at the damage done to Blurr, that I didnt stop. Just rode on to Venkat's.
Once I got to Venkat's, I got off my bike, and walked over to the front to survey the damage. I was expecting broken mud-guard and broken fairing. But all I saw was a badly scratched mud-guard. Most of the scratches were not very deep. I was thinking that I'd have to get it re-painted. That's when Raghu came up, saw the damage, called the Polish-guy (I dont know his name), and asked him to polish the mud-guard.
I wasnt too sure if it would help. But once the guy polished and buffed the mud-guard, it was difficult to find the scratches. And I was relieved.
The worst thing about the accident was the speed at which I was going when it happened: ~40kmph.
I just hope the events of the last two days are not the start to a freaky trend! Fingers crossed.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Near death experience
Not for me. But for the guy who almost go run over by me. I hope he doesn't jay-walk again. And this near miss is another point in favor of not riding when you are thinking about something.
I left office for a small ride to clear my head. Lots of things going on, so thought a ride would help. And I was being my usual, throttle-happy self. On my way back, just a few hundred meters from office, I cut across the road from left to right. There was an auto and a Luna or TVS 50 or whatever right behind the auto. I knew I was going too fast to over take the moped guy from behind him, so over took him from the left, and was planning to cut across the auto and overtake him from the right. But it turned out that the auto was going slower than I had thought (or maybe I was going faster than I should have been). Anyway, had to brake hard, to bring speed down to around 70 kmph. Cut across the auto and saw this dud(e) standing right in the middle of the road, wearing a bright turquoise blue t-shirt (yuck!). Had to brake with all my might to avoid hitting him. The front wheel wobble didn't help in stopping, it only made the whole bike unstable. All in all, a very nerve-wracking experience. Now, if you excuse me, I'll go drink a cup of coffee to calm down my frayed nerves. If only they served Vodka in our cafe! *sigh*
I left office for a small ride to clear my head. Lots of things going on, so thought a ride would help. And I was being my usual, throttle-happy self. On my way back, just a few hundred meters from office, I cut across the road from left to right. There was an auto and a Luna or TVS 50 or whatever right behind the auto. I knew I was going too fast to over take the moped guy from behind him, so over took him from the left, and was planning to cut across the auto and overtake him from the right. But it turned out that the auto was going slower than I had thought (or maybe I was going faster than I should have been). Anyway, had to brake hard, to bring speed down to around 70 kmph. Cut across the auto and saw this dud(e) standing right in the middle of the road, wearing a bright turquoise blue t-shirt (yuck!). Had to brake with all my might to avoid hitting him. The front wheel wobble didn't help in stopping, it only made the whole bike unstable. All in all, a very nerve-wracking experience. Now, if you excuse me, I'll go drink a cup of coffee to calm down my frayed nerves. If only they served Vodka in our cafe! *sigh*
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Old friends meet
Ok, it wasnt in person! But we did meet. Online. After a long time, the guys from 10th Std ICSE, batch of 1997, Presidency School, caught up with each other over a spate of emails that flew across the Internet between Bangalore and Chennai.
It all started when Battery (or Batry as he prefers to spell it), buzzed me on chat this morning. The guy has changed quite a lot since school, where he was this very playful guy, to this major geek who's doing his PG in IISc! I also happened to chance upon the link to his blog on Orkut. The guy has good taste in music and an opinion about many things. Looking forward to meeting him this weekend.
Also looking forward to meeting Atul, Praveen and Seshu (if he decides to turn up), and the girls (whoever shows up). I'm dying to relive the memories of school. Those were the days!!
It all started when Battery (or Batry as he prefers to spell it), buzzed me on chat this morning. The guy has changed quite a lot since school, where he was this very playful guy, to this major geek who's doing his PG in IISc! I also happened to chance upon the link to his blog on Orkut. The guy has good taste in music and an opinion about many things. Looking forward to meeting him this weekend.
Also looking forward to meeting Atul, Praveen and Seshu (if he decides to turn up), and the girls (whoever shows up). I'm dying to relive the memories of school. Those were the days!!
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