Wednesday, November 02, 2005
More press for Talisma
I know its been a while since I've posted, and I've got a lot to write about. Anyway, until then, here's some more press that Talisma's been getting. Makes me feel proud!
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Finally an experiment that succeeded!
If you've been following my blog you would know that I had tried my hand at cooking last weekend. And after the monster failure that had been I had decided not to try my hand at cooking until I got my hand on some Indian spices. Keeping that decision in mind, I ordered the Maharaja Meal at Rasoee on Friday night. The reason I picked it was that they give 6 curries with rice and naan. So all I'd need to finish the rice and naan would be 3 curries, leaving 3 more for the next meal. And that's what I had for lunch yesterday.
I thought I'd apply the same strategy to dinner and headed out to Rasoee at 8 pm, only to find that they were closing and they were out of everything. So I headed back home and had fried chicken with bread. And I was left with the option of either cooking my own lunch for today or going to Quiznos and picking up a sub.
After a lot of coaxing from dad I decided to give cooking another shot. But I did not follow his and mom's recipe. This is what I did:
Fried Chicken -- Nikhil style
Ingredients:
4 chicken thighs
3 tea spoons of chili powder
1/2 an onion
1 tomato
coconut to garnish
oil
a dash of tabasco sauce
3 tea spoons of chili vinegar mix
1.5 teaspoons salt
Directions:
Pour out a substantial amount of oil into a frying pan. Add the chopped onions and saute it until the onions turn light brown. Chop the chicken into small cubes and add the chicken to the pan. Stir fry for 2 minutes. Add the chili powder and stir. After 2 more minutes, add the chopped tomato and the coconut to the pan and stir. Cover the pan with a lid and let the chicken cook for 10 minutes on a medium flame. There is no need to add water, the chicken will cook in its own fat and the oil. After 10 minutes, add the tabasco sauce, the chili vinegar and the salt and stir. Let it cook for another 5 minutes, and take it off the stove.
And its ready to serve!!
Of course, this does no good to your health due to the high cholesterol and spices, but its good to have once in a while!
I thought I'd apply the same strategy to dinner and headed out to Rasoee at 8 pm, only to find that they were closing and they were out of everything. So I headed back home and had fried chicken with bread. And I was left with the option of either cooking my own lunch for today or going to Quiznos and picking up a sub.
After a lot of coaxing from dad I decided to give cooking another shot. But I did not follow his and mom's recipe. This is what I did:
Fried Chicken -- Nikhil style
Ingredients:
4 chicken thighs
3 tea spoons of chili powder
1/2 an onion
1 tomato
coconut to garnish
oil
a dash of tabasco sauce
3 tea spoons of chili vinegar mix
1.5 teaspoons salt
Directions:
Pour out a substantial amount of oil into a frying pan. Add the chopped onions and saute it until the onions turn light brown. Chop the chicken into small cubes and add the chicken to the pan. Stir fry for 2 minutes. Add the chili powder and stir. After 2 more minutes, add the chopped tomato and the coconut to the pan and stir. Cover the pan with a lid and let the chicken cook for 10 minutes on a medium flame. There is no need to add water, the chicken will cook in its own fat and the oil. After 10 minutes, add the tabasco sauce, the chili vinegar and the salt and stir. Let it cook for another 5 minutes, and take it off the stove.
And its ready to serve!!
Of course, this does no good to your health due to the high cholesterol and spices, but its good to have once in a while!
Friday, October 14, 2005
Damn!
Damn!!! damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!damn!!!
DAMN!!
DAMN!!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Heat finally!!
When I got back home today I saw a notice on the bulletin board in the lobby that brought some good cheer in this miserable time. It said that the heat's gonna be turned on tomorrow. Looking forward to that!!
Toronto office dinner
On Tuesday night, all the Talisma employees in Toronto (almost all of them, Andrea could not make it due to personal reasons) and Bill met for dinner.
The topics of discussion ranged from Talisma's vacation policy to Fatherhood (tips from fathers to fathers-to-be) to Hockey to Fainting Goats to an Exploding Python (and the crocodile that caused it to explode) to Siva's state in Sudbury :-) and many more.
The dinner was good, except for the fact that I could not understand anything on the menu. So I just ordered the dish whose name I could pronounce easily, and it turned out to be a seafood spaghetti :-)).
The topics of discussion ranged from Talisma's vacation policy to Fatherhood (tips from fathers to fathers-to-be) to Hockey to Fainting Goats to an Exploding Python (and the crocodile that caused it to explode) to Siva's state in Sudbury :-) and many more.
The dinner was good, except for the fact that I could not understand anything on the menu. So I just ordered the dish whose name I could pronounce easily, and it turned out to be a seafood spaghetti :-)).
Attached is a snap of all who attended. Clockwise from left : Jorge Backal, Jason Smiley, Bill Meikle, Shawn Hilditch, Michael Larkin, me and David Lewis.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
Chicken curry -- Nikhil style
So I finally put my theory to test and made the chicken curry the way I thought would be good. But guess what, it sucked (big surprise!). It tasted more like tomato soup. Yuck! Cannot waste it now, so I have to some how shove it down my throat. :-(
Well, everything is a learning experience!
Well, everything is a learning experience!
My kitchen adventures
Staying alone has meant that I have had to do a lot of things by myself, including doing the laundry, the dishes, cleaning the house and of course cooking! I've always been an armchair cook -- meaning, I've always had a theory on how to cook certain dishes -- but I've never got down to making them. Now, living by myself has given me a chance to try my had at cooking. Here are a few things I've tried my hand at
1) Bread and eggs: This is a basic meal. I've made this back home at Bangalore too. A nice, quick, basic meal.
2) French toast: Nana used to make this for us every evening after we got back from school. Making it brought back memories of my childhood and made me emotional. It also made me trip the fire alarm, cos I had forgotten to turn on the electric chimney. Hearing the damn fire alarm ring made me jump out of my skin!
3) Fried chicken: This was something I had never made before. I had bought some chicken during my last shopping trip to Loblaws with Jason, and it had been more than 2 weeks since I had bought it, and I was yet to cook it. The reason I was delaying it was that I wanted to buy some spices. But after putting it away for so long I finally decided to fry it. So I used some Tandoori mix I found and salt and fried the chicken. It came out pretty well, if I may say so myself :-), except for the excess salt that I had put :-)). All in all, it was a good learning experience and a tasty one too.
4) Rice and chicken curry: On my second trip to Loblaws, I picked up a sack of basmati rice and a premixed curry. So yesterday, I cooked the rice (rather, overcooked it, cos I put more water than needed) and stir fried some chicken pieces and added the premixed curry. It came out pretty well :-). Today, I am going to try one of my theories and cook chicken curry :-D. Lets see how that goes.
Damn, all this talk of food and made me hungry and its just 5:50 am!
1) Bread and eggs: This is a basic meal. I've made this back home at Bangalore too. A nice, quick, basic meal.
2) French toast: Nana used to make this for us every evening after we got back from school. Making it brought back memories of my childhood and made me emotional. It also made me trip the fire alarm, cos I had forgotten to turn on the electric chimney. Hearing the damn fire alarm ring made me jump out of my skin!
3) Fried chicken: This was something I had never made before. I had bought some chicken during my last shopping trip to Loblaws with Jason, and it had been more than 2 weeks since I had bought it, and I was yet to cook it. The reason I was delaying it was that I wanted to buy some spices. But after putting it away for so long I finally decided to fry it. So I used some Tandoori mix I found and salt and fried the chicken. It came out pretty well, if I may say so myself :-), except for the excess salt that I had put :-)). All in all, it was a good learning experience and a tasty one too.
4) Rice and chicken curry: On my second trip to Loblaws, I picked up a sack of basmati rice and a premixed curry. So yesterday, I cooked the rice (rather, overcooked it, cos I put more water than needed) and stir fried some chicken pieces and added the premixed curry. It came out pretty well :-). Today, I am going to try one of my theories and cook chicken curry :-D. Lets see how that goes.
Damn, all this talk of food and made me hungry and its just 5:50 am!
Friday, October 07, 2005
Why am I not riding in Toronto?
This is one question that I am being asked by a lot of people. One of the reasons they ask me this is because they know that I am crazy about bikes and long trips on bikes. In fact, before leaving for Toronto, I had researched the different rental places in Toronto that rent motorcycles. But in my excitement at finding a couple of such places, I forgot some important things, things that resulted in me not being able to ride here.
1) I don't have a motorcycle license. Most countries require motorcycle riders to carry specialized licenses called "M" licenses (M for motorcycle). And there are different stages under the M license, each of which corresponds to a certain maximum limit on the engine capacity of the motorcycle. I could apply for it, but I'd have to take up a course. By the time the course ends, it would be winter and there would be no scope for biking then.
2) The rental is pretty high. Makes me think twice before renting a bike. And I'm not the kind to think twice when it comes to getting on a bike and hitting the road. Daily rental is $75 per day plus taxes (15%) and insurance (dunno how much). Plus, this is the killer, the security deposit for each bike is $2500. Now, I don't have to pay that amount to the rental agency but they will block that amount on my credit card. Problem is, that none of my credit cards have that high a credit limit. And I'm in such bad credit debt, that the total available credit on all my credit cards would not help me meet that amount.
Therefore, my plans of riding in Toronto will never take off. I just have to make do with staring at the different bikes that roar past me.
1) I don't have a motorcycle license. Most countries require motorcycle riders to carry specialized licenses called "M" licenses (M for motorcycle). And there are different stages under the M license, each of which corresponds to a certain maximum limit on the engine capacity of the motorcycle. I could apply for it, but I'd have to take up a course. By the time the course ends, it would be winter and there would be no scope for biking then.
2) The rental is pretty high. Makes me think twice before renting a bike. And I'm not the kind to think twice when it comes to getting on a bike and hitting the road. Daily rental is $75 per day plus taxes (15%) and insurance (dunno how much). Plus, this is the killer, the security deposit for each bike is $2500. Now, I don't have to pay that amount to the rental agency but they will block that amount on my credit card. Problem is, that none of my credit cards have that high a credit limit. And I'm in such bad credit debt, that the total available credit on all my credit cards would not help me meet that amount.
Therefore, my plans of riding in Toronto will never take off. I just have to make do with staring at the different bikes that roar past me.
One month in Toronto or one month away from home?
Well, I don't know if I am loving Toronto or if I am missing home. Maybe a bit of both. I really like the organized manner in which the city functions, esp traffic! Also the people are very courteous and helpful and generally very patient. I miss my girl, my bike, the spicy food, the chaos of Indian traffic, the evening and weekend fun that I used to have back home.
Well, one down, x to go. I wish I knew what x was :-(.
Well, one down, x to go. I wish I knew what x was :-(.
Thursday, October 06, 2005
Six and a half grand worth headphones and grocery shopping worth more than ten grand
Yeah, sounds like a major spending spree eh? On Monday, I went to the Toronto Eaton center, one of the biggest shopping malls I've ever been to. Someone even told me that it is the biggest one in North America. It sure was H-U-G-E. It covers two full city blocks! Read more about it here. I had gone there to pick up a nice pair of Sony headphones from the Sony Store in the Eaton Center. It was so huge that I thought I'd get lost in there. By the way, did I tell you, the place was HUGE?? Believe me, I cant say that enough. Its bigger than Bangalore Central, Lifestyle, Shoppers Stop and Garuda Mall put together. I mean, its friggin' huge! So anyway, I found the Sony Store but couldn't find the model I wanted so bought a more expensive one. I went over budget 100%, but its worth it!
Jason brought in his car again today to help me with my grocery shopping for this month. Spent around $200 on groceries including chicken, apples, sandwich meats, bread, juice, ice cream, chocolates, pudding, biscuits, and so on. Then I went to the LCBO and picked up $70 of booze including, Smirnoff vodka, Napoleon Brandy, Baileys Irish Cream liqueur and Port wine. I wonder if this will last me this month. More importantly, I wonder if I will have the patience and will power to make my own dinner and not eat out. Well, only time will tell.
Jason brought in his car again today to help me with my grocery shopping for this month. Spent around $200 on groceries including chicken, apples, sandwich meats, bread, juice, ice cream, chocolates, pudding, biscuits, and so on. Then I went to the LCBO and picked up $70 of booze including, Smirnoff vodka, Napoleon Brandy, Baileys Irish Cream liqueur and Port wine. I wonder if this will last me this month. More importantly, I wonder if I will have the patience and will power to make my own dinner and not eat out. Well, only time will tell.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
What's new
Well, its been a while since I posted so here's what I've been upto. The events are in no particular order:
1) Couple of weeks ago, I went to the island just off Queens Quay (or Harborfront, as it is also called), which is where my office is. It was nice -- a good place to spend the weekend alone reading a book, or with someone special and a picnic basket or with family for a fun day out. I, however, went there with Kiran (for none of the above) :-p.
2) I started taking the streetcar to work. Its convenient, and I do not reach office all tired. However, taking the streetcar has meant that I'm losing out on the only exercise I was getting. So, I have decided to walk back home some days of the week, starting today (which I have done too :-D).
3) Jason and Bill took me to Armadillo, a pub on King Street. Thats where I tried Guinness. Now, I don't like beer much, but Guinness was awesome.
4) Jason and I went to watch the New York Yankees play the Toronto Blue Jays in the Rogers Center (previously known as the Skydome). The game was good fun, with the Yankees winning a close game. As a souvenier I bought two baseballs, one with the Yankees logo and another with the Blue Jays logo. But what made my day was the comment from the girl at the beer counter - "I like your t-shirt", she said. :-D
Well, apart from that, its the usual mundane routine. So, excuse me while I kick back with a screwdriver before I hit the sack
1) Couple of weeks ago, I went to the island just off Queens Quay (or Harborfront, as it is also called), which is where my office is. It was nice -- a good place to spend the weekend alone reading a book, or with someone special and a picnic basket or with family for a fun day out. I, however, went there with Kiran (for none of the above) :-p.
2) I started taking the streetcar to work. Its convenient, and I do not reach office all tired. However, taking the streetcar has meant that I'm losing out on the only exercise I was getting. So, I have decided to walk back home some days of the week, starting today (which I have done too :-D).
3) Jason and Bill took me to Armadillo, a pub on King Street. Thats where I tried Guinness. Now, I don't like beer much, but Guinness was awesome.
4) Jason and I went to watch the New York Yankees play the Toronto Blue Jays in the Rogers Center (previously known as the Skydome). The game was good fun, with the Yankees winning a close game. As a souvenier I bought two baseballs, one with the Yankees logo and another with the Blue Jays logo. But what made my day was the comment from the girl at the beer counter - "I like your t-shirt", she said. :-D
Well, apart from that, its the usual mundane routine. So, excuse me while I kick back with a screwdriver before I hit the sack
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Grocery shopping, another iPod and the sights and sounds of China
Left early from work today with Jason. He had brought his car as promised and he took me to Loblaws for grocery shopping. Bought a lot of bread and some meat and lots of tins of Sprite and ginger ale. Also bought some beer and vodka. The fridge is finally full!
After that Jason dropped me off at College Street where the computer shop that I read about in the Apple website was. Walked in and bought an iPod 60GB and a carrying case for it and walked out $630 poorer.
While walking back, I walked through Chinatown. I felt like I was in china! Everywhere I looked, I saw only chinese. And all the shops had typical chinese stuff. And loads and loads of chinese restaurants. The whole experience was surreal. I'm planning to explore more of Chinatown in the weeks to come.
After that Jason dropped me off at College Street where the computer shop that I read about in the Apple website was. Walked in and bought an iPod 60GB and a carrying case for it and walked out $630 poorer.
While walking back, I walked through Chinatown. I felt like I was in china! Everywhere I looked, I saw only chinese. And all the shops had typical chinese stuff. And loads and loads of chinese restaurants. The whole experience was surreal. I'm planning to explore more of Chinatown in the weeks to come.
Monday, September 05, 2005
In Toronto!
I finally got my tickets to Toronto on Tuesday, August 30th. Finished packing in a hurry and barely reached the airport on time. As usual, I've forgotten many things in a hurry, but cant help it.
Suman had come to the airport with Kirti (and I found out that what Suman was telling about Kirti was 100% true!!). Vamsi had also come. So had Abu. Vamsi left quickly. I checked in my luggage and got my boarding pass. As per Suman's suggestion, I got a window seat, away from the wing. While we waited, I had coffee and a chocolate fantasy. Suman and sis exchanged numbers and I asked her to go back home cos I didn't want her travelling home late. She didn't cry, brave girl.
After a while, I went through the security check and everyone returned home. Inside, I met Magesh and his wife. They were waiting to board their flight to Chennai for his visa interview. After a short wait, and calling up Suman and my parents, I boarded my flight.
Suman had come to the airport with Kirti (and I found out that what Suman was telling about Kirti was 100% true!!). Vamsi had also come. So had Abu. Vamsi left quickly. I checked in my luggage and got my boarding pass. As per Suman's suggestion, I got a window seat, away from the wing. While we waited, I had coffee and a chocolate fantasy. Suman and sis exchanged numbers and I asked her to go back home cos I didn't want her travelling home late. She didn't cry, brave girl.
After a while, I went through the security check and everyone returned home. Inside, I met Magesh and his wife. They were waiting to board their flight to Chennai for his visa interview. After a short wait, and calling up Suman and my parents, I boarded my flight.
This is the first time I've been on an airplane -- ever!! And it was a heady feeling. Got in and took my seat, which was just behind the wing, but I had a pretty good view outside my window. Finally the plane got started, after the safety demo by the airhostesses, who seemed pretty amused by the whole thing. The aircraft taxied for about 5 minutes before we reached the runway.
What happened next was something that I totally loved. The aircraft blasted forward with an amazing acceleration. I wish I was strapped to the nose of the aircraft to experience that better :-D. Anyway, the plane took off and there was this weird feeling in my stomach -- which I soon got over. The sight outside the window was awesome. I could see and make out some of the airport road, Leela Palace and Manipal Hospital. After a while, the lights got less dense and completely disappeared. The total flight time was 2.5 hrs. They served dinner, which was kinda ok, nothing great. Tried to sleep for a while.
The flight landed at 1:45 am I think, although I'm not too sure. Took my bags and, on the advice of a guy working at the airport, I took a prepaid taxi to the Innternational Terminal. Got there by 2:15 am, and called Suman first and then home and let them know that I was fine. Then waited and waited until the checkin started for the Toronto flight.
The security check wasn't as stringent as I suspected it would be. After the sec check, I went to the customs office and got my camera registered. Then started another long wait for the boarding to start. Again called up Suman and home and spoke to them for a while. Also tried to call up Nitin, but I wasn't able to get through his number.
After a looooooooooong wait, we finally boarded the flight. My seat was just behind the wing. After the take off I fell asleep for a while. Woke up and found that the plane was in Amritsar. A lot of Punjabis got on the plane, and almost every one of them had a British accent. After a long delay there, the plane got going again. After a long while, we reachec Birmingham, where we got off the plane. We were in the terminal for 1.5 hrs. After that, we boarded the flight, but since the firing range over Manchester was active, we did not get the clearance to take off. While we waited, it started to drizzle.
My co-passenger from Birmingham was Muees. I dont know how old he was, but the kid spoke a lot. During the first few hours, I slept, but when I woke up, the guy just kept on talking and talking, asking a lot of questions. He also gave me a lot of info on Toronto :-). Nice kid, but a little too talkative.
My flight reached Toronto at around 9:30 pm and after my interview with immigrations I had to wait another 20 mins to get my luggage (I was
worried that someone had flicked it :-s, cos it took so long to come.) After that, got out and met Jason, and headed for the parking lot. Jason had
brought his "smaller car", it was a Toyota Corolla. It was as big as our Ikon. From the airport we headed over to my condo.
Jason was driving wel over speeds of 120kmph. It was kinda freaky cos I dont acclerate and drive that fast for long time periods in the city. Also, other cars dont overtake at higher speeds than that in Bangalore! After about 20-30 minutes of driving, we reached Camden. Thats where the condo that was rented for me is located. The condo is nice and cozy. Its got a big hall with attached kitchen, a bedroom with a walk-in closet and a bathroom with a bath tub. The condo is fully furnished with a comp table, rack for books/show-pieces, couple of comp chairs, couple of reclining chairs, microwave, grill/electric stove, electric chimney, fridge, tv, x-box, cd player, vcr, dvd player, washing machine+dryer and dishwasher. Hot and cold water available through all the taps 24/7. All these
luxuries come at a price of $1650 per month.
The first thing I wanted to do was get change for one of the $100 bills. But Jason didnt have that much with him, so he gave me a twenty and promised to take me to a bank the next day to break a couple of the hundreds. He also left me a quarter in case I needed to call him up and left. He hadn't carried my mobile with him so he didn't have any means of contacting me. He asked me if I wanted to have anything for dinner and I told him that I wasnt hungry. He then drew me a map of the area between my house and the office and explained how to get there the next day. After a while, he left.
After he left, I changed and slept. I woke up late the next day and it was almost noon by the time I was near office. While I was around a km away, I saw Jason in the crowd, walking towards me. He was concerned because I hadnt showed up so he decided to walk down to my place to find out what was wrong. He took me to the office and introduced me to Bill. We then went to the food court in the building and had lunch. He paid for lunch. We had chinese food which tasted pretty gross. after that we went to the bank and got change for $200 after which I returned his $20.
He had to leave for home at 4:30 and I decided to leave too. Took the laptop home. Had dinner from Quiznos, which is just on the corner of the street where I live. That was pretty much my first day in Toronto.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Canada Trip: update
Well, the fact that I am posting this entry from my desk at work should explain that I am still in India.
Jason, who is going to be training me on VM, is off on a vacation. So no point of me going there now. They have booked my tickets on the 30th of this month and 1st of September -- both are in the waiting list. I'll be leaving by the earliest available flight.
Still quite a few things to take care of before I leave. I hope I can.
Jason, who is going to be training me on VM, is off on a vacation. So no point of me going there now. They have booked my tickets on the 30th of this month and 1st of September -- both are in the waiting list. I'll be leaving by the earliest available flight.
Still quite a few things to take care of before I leave. I hope I can.
Friday, August 12, 2005
Canada trip
Got my passport back from the Canadian Consulate in Delhi. With the Visa stamped on it. My manager said that I'll be flying the next Sunday. Got loads to do before I leave. And I hope my arm heals by then, else that will make things even more difficult. Nothing much I can do but wait and watch how things unfold.
Another fall
Getting used to this now. Fell again today, this time the rear locked up under hard braking and I fell, right in front of the dumb scooterist I had braked to avoid hitting. Like it wasn't bad enough that I fell trying to avoid hitting his scooter as he took a turn without indicating, he almost ran over me too!!
I'm glad I survived this, but my left shoulder is killing me. I fell hard on my left shoulder. I hope the pain goes away by the next weekend.
I'm glad I survived this, but my left shoulder is killing me. I fell hard on my left shoulder. I hope the pain goes away by the next weekend.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Back after a long haitus!
Been a while since I've been able to post. Work was hectic, comp at home was not working. Now, got some time to post. Nothing much happening really. Got a chance to get on the road for the first time since my Kannur trip in April. Went to Yelagiri Hills with office people and then to Horsley Hills with the PUGs. Will post the trip logs on the other blog when I get time. Later!
Monday, May 30, 2005
25k kms and a 25ft skid
Hi all!
Long time since I blogged. Been really busy. Got some timeoff today, thanks to the events of last night.
First up, Blurr completed 25k kms on Saturday, 25th May, 2005 - (17 months and 21 days). Cant describe how much fun it has been. Looking forward to many more kms to come.
Last night, I was on my way to work, 9:25 pm, on the connecting road between the Sadashivnagar Coffee Day and Bellary Road. I was in a bit of a hurry, so was riding pretty fast. The road was empty, devoid of vehicular traffic. Just the watchmen of the houses nearby and a couple of passers by. I dont know what speed I was doing -- didnt dare totake my eyes off the road (but definitely under 80). I saw this dog on the road, it was facing to my left. I thought I'd just overtake it from behind it, ie, from the right.
But the dog had other plans. In a flash, it turned 180 degrees and bolted straight into my path. I had no time to react, barely started to tighten my grip on the brake lever, when I hit the poor mutt. And I fell. And got dragged for what seemed like an endless distance, lying on my back, trapped under the bike. Everything seemed to move in slow-motion until I stopped.
My leg was under the bike, but not crushed, thanks to the crash guard. The crash guard saved Blurr from further damage. Other damages include cracked front fairing and broken left RVM. Damages to me include a scrape on my palm the size of a 50 ps coin, a bruise on my back and elbow. The jacket saved me from a worse consequence. And ofc, the helmet was doing duty on my head. Thanks to this group for making me more safety conscious than I was -- knowledge shared on this group regarding safety gear meant that the only serious injury was to my pride.
Long time since I blogged. Been really busy. Got some timeoff today, thanks to the events of last night.
First up, Blurr completed 25k kms on Saturday, 25th May, 2005 - (17 months and 21 days). Cant describe how much fun it has been. Looking forward to many more kms to come.
Last night, I was on my way to work, 9:25 pm, on the connecting road between the Sadashivnagar Coffee Day and Bellary Road. I was in a bit of a hurry, so was riding pretty fast. The road was empty, devoid of vehicular traffic. Just the watchmen of the houses nearby and a couple of passers by. I dont know what speed I was doing -- didnt dare totake my eyes off the road (but definitely under 80). I saw this dog on the road, it was facing to my left. I thought I'd just overtake it from behind it, ie, from the right.
But the dog had other plans. In a flash, it turned 180 degrees and bolted straight into my path. I had no time to react, barely started to tighten my grip on the brake lever, when I hit the poor mutt. And I fell. And got dragged for what seemed like an endless distance, lying on my back, trapped under the bike. Everything seemed to move in slow-motion until I stopped.
My leg was under the bike, but not crushed, thanks to the crash guard. The crash guard saved Blurr from further damage. Other damages include cracked front fairing and broken left RVM. Damages to me include a scrape on my palm the size of a 50 ps coin, a bruise on my back and elbow. The jacket saved me from a worse consequence. And ofc, the helmet was doing duty on my head. Thanks to this group for making me more safety conscious than I was -- knowledge shared on this group regarding safety gear meant that the only serious injury was to my pride.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wild time at Wild Valley!
After a month of planning, and three drop outs, seven of us headed out to Wild Valley farm in two rented Indicas. This was on Saturday, the 19th of March, 2005. The seven of us - Chick, Sari, NFS, Sunny, Sumi, Suman and I. The ones driving - Chick and I (I guess everyone trusted Chick's driving skills over mine, cos the only one who was willing to travel in my car was Suman.)
We started almost 2 hours later than planned, thanks to yours truly (I had had just 2.5 hours of sleep, so gimme a break!!). After driving for around an hour or so, me and Suman had our first near miss with a bus. I was overtaking the bus, who in turn decided to over take a car in front of him (which I couldn't see and didn't anticipate), and the bus nearly swerved into us, but luckily I showed enough presence of mind to save the two of us and the car too.
After a while, Chick's car stopped. There was a problem with something to do with the ignition circuit, dunno what its called. We stopped at Kanakapura to get breakfast and get the car fixed. After more than an hour, we headed out again, stopped a couple of times to answer nature's call and to take snaps. I was driving slowly, getting used to the car and highway driving. The snaps are available here.
After Sumi's taunts and getting used to the car, decided to drive faster. Was able to ride above 100 most of the time. Hit 130 couple of times. Could have gone faster but Suman was controlling the brakes :-). Anyway, after driving some 200 kms, we reached the Karnataka border check post. The officer asked us where we were going and we told him. He let us though with no issues. Missed the entry to the forest at Germalam, luckily noticed that early and turned back and reached the forest checkpost. The officer there asked us in Tamil where we were from and where we were off to. I didnt know any Tamil, so just told him two words "Daniel's farm" and the checkpost opened up. Reminded me of the Arabian Nights :-))
On reaching the farm we were greeted by Daniel. Luckily, we were the only group there, so we had the entire farm to the seven of us, apart from Daniel and the people who worked there of course. Gulped down the cold lime juice that was prepared for us, changed and jumped into the pool. The water in the pool was very cold compared to the air outside and it took me some time to get used to the water. I dont know how to swim so spent most of the time at the edge of the pool.
After an hour or so, we got out of the pool, changed into dry clothes and went to have lunch. Daniel told us what we could do that day. He suggested a small trek through the forest, but said that we have to get back by 5:30. We decided to take a small nap to beat the heat and go for the trek in the evening. We were off on the trek at around 4:30. Took a smallish trek and were back by 6. Sumi, Sari, NFS and CK decided to drive back to Germalam to call up home and inform their parents that all was well. Sunny was fast asleep, infact, he missed the trek too, while me and Suman decided to take another nap. The guys were back around 7 and by then Vijay, one of the farm-hands had got the bonfire going. We sat around the fire and ate pakodas and drank coffee while playind DC. We had our dinner by 8:30, and got back to the bonfire. A while later, we decided to bring out the booze. Drank for a while and slowly everyone decided to hit the sack. I guess it was around 11.
We were up by around 9:30 the next day. Had a good night's sleep. It was the quitest night I remember. After brushing and bathing we had our breakfast. Settled the bills with Daniel, took a couple of photos and we were off. We planned to visit the Tibitean monasteries in Odeyarapalya. Some guy hitched a ride with us at the Karnataka checkpost. We went to the Dzogchen Monastery. It was around 12:45 by the time we got there. We asked one of the monks to open the temple and took a look inside. Then called home again. While we were about to leave for Kollegal, we met a guy who was walking by the road side with some rocks in his hand.
He asked us if we were visiting the monastery for the first time. I said yes. He told us about himself. His name was Bryan, working for SBI. Got bored of the city life in Bangalore. Had seen Odeyarapalya during one of his bike trips, fell in love with the place and decided to stay. He enjoyed his weekends trekking to the peaks of the hills that surrounded the place. Pretty interesting guy. Took us to a restaurant and asked us beefeaters to try Thupa. Turned out to be rice noodles with roasted beef pieces. Loved it. Others had egg noodles.
Said our good byes to Bryan and headed back to Kollegal. From there on the journey was pretty un-eventful. Got back to Bangalore by around 8 pm. It was around 10:30 pm by the time CK and I returned the cars to Hertz and got back to my place. Spent some time chatting with CK and he headed home. All in all, was an awesome weekend. Can't wait to do another trip. Guess it will have to wait for the monsoons of after.
We started almost 2 hours later than planned, thanks to yours truly (I had had just 2.5 hours of sleep, so gimme a break!!). After driving for around an hour or so, me and Suman had our first near miss with a bus. I was overtaking the bus, who in turn decided to over take a car in front of him (which I couldn't see and didn't anticipate), and the bus nearly swerved into us, but luckily I showed enough presence of mind to save the two of us and the car too.
After a while, Chick's car stopped. There was a problem with something to do with the ignition circuit, dunno what its called. We stopped at Kanakapura to get breakfast and get the car fixed. After more than an hour, we headed out again, stopped a couple of times to answer nature's call and to take snaps. I was driving slowly, getting used to the car and highway driving. The snaps are available here.
After Sumi's taunts and getting used to the car, decided to drive faster. Was able to ride above 100 most of the time. Hit 130 couple of times. Could have gone faster but Suman was controlling the brakes :-). Anyway, after driving some 200 kms, we reached the Karnataka border check post. The officer asked us where we were going and we told him. He let us though with no issues. Missed the entry to the forest at Germalam, luckily noticed that early and turned back and reached the forest checkpost. The officer there asked us in Tamil where we were from and where we were off to. I didnt know any Tamil, so just told him two words "Daniel's farm" and the checkpost opened up. Reminded me of the Arabian Nights :-))
On reaching the farm we were greeted by Daniel. Luckily, we were the only group there, so we had the entire farm to the seven of us, apart from Daniel and the people who worked there of course. Gulped down the cold lime juice that was prepared for us, changed and jumped into the pool. The water in the pool was very cold compared to the air outside and it took me some time to get used to the water. I dont know how to swim so spent most of the time at the edge of the pool.
After an hour or so, we got out of the pool, changed into dry clothes and went to have lunch. Daniel told us what we could do that day. He suggested a small trek through the forest, but said that we have to get back by 5:30. We decided to take a small nap to beat the heat and go for the trek in the evening. We were off on the trek at around 4:30. Took a smallish trek and were back by 6. Sumi, Sari, NFS and CK decided to drive back to Germalam to call up home and inform their parents that all was well. Sunny was fast asleep, infact, he missed the trek too, while me and Suman decided to take another nap. The guys were back around 7 and by then Vijay, one of the farm-hands had got the bonfire going. We sat around the fire and ate pakodas and drank coffee while playind DC. We had our dinner by 8:30, and got back to the bonfire. A while later, we decided to bring out the booze. Drank for a while and slowly everyone decided to hit the sack. I guess it was around 11.
We were up by around 9:30 the next day. Had a good night's sleep. It was the quitest night I remember. After brushing and bathing we had our breakfast. Settled the bills with Daniel, took a couple of photos and we were off. We planned to visit the Tibitean monasteries in Odeyarapalya. Some guy hitched a ride with us at the Karnataka checkpost. We went to the Dzogchen Monastery. It was around 12:45 by the time we got there. We asked one of the monks to open the temple and took a look inside. Then called home again. While we were about to leave for Kollegal, we met a guy who was walking by the road side with some rocks in his hand.
He asked us if we were visiting the monastery for the first time. I said yes. He told us about himself. His name was Bryan, working for SBI. Got bored of the city life in Bangalore. Had seen Odeyarapalya during one of his bike trips, fell in love with the place and decided to stay. He enjoyed his weekends trekking to the peaks of the hills that surrounded the place. Pretty interesting guy. Took us to a restaurant and asked us beefeaters to try Thupa. Turned out to be rice noodles with roasted beef pieces. Loved it. Others had egg noodles.
Said our good byes to Bryan and headed back to Kollegal. From there on the journey was pretty un-eventful. Got back to Bangalore by around 8 pm. It was around 10:30 pm by the time CK and I returned the cars to Hertz and got back to my place. Spent some time chatting with CK and he headed home. All in all, was an awesome weekend. Can't wait to do another trip. Guess it will have to wait for the monsoons of after.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Talisma at work!
I haven't been personally searching the web for news on how Talisma is helping our customers business grow. Here's one link that I got by mail today which shows how our software is helping our customers in the Higher-education field. Way to go Talisma!!!
Friday, February 18, 2005
Blurr's back!!
Woke up at 11 am yesterday and called up Raghu to ask him if Blurr was ready. He replied in the affirmative. Asked him for the estimate, he said that he was not at Auto Service. So called up Venkat. He didn't have the actuals so asked me to call him up after 20 mins. Called him after half an hour. He said that the estimate was around 2k.
Finished my daily routine and left for Banashankari. On the way, got to ride in Manoj's Baleno. Damn good car!! He dropped me off at office, from where I went to the ATM and picked up 2.5k - 2k for the bike and .5k for me. Got into an auto and headed for Banashankari. On my way, picked up a Steelbird SB13 for around 800 bucks.
At Venkat's picked Blurr up. The bill was Rs. 2613. And I luckily had just about enough!! Anyway, tried to start the bike but the battery was dead. Need to get it recharged. Front brakes were very spongy - obvioulsy damaged in the fall. Plus the headlamp glass needs to be replaced.
Looks like further damage expected; to my bank balance that is.
Finished my daily routine and left for Banashankari. On the way, got to ride in Manoj's Baleno. Damn good car!! He dropped me off at office, from where I went to the ATM and picked up 2.5k - 2k for the bike and .5k for me. Got into an auto and headed for Banashankari. On my way, picked up a Steelbird SB13 for around 800 bucks.
At Venkat's picked Blurr up. The bill was Rs. 2613. And I luckily had just about enough!! Anyway, tried to start the bike but the battery was dead. Need to get it recharged. Front brakes were very spongy - obvioulsy damaged in the fall. Plus the headlamp glass needs to be replaced.
Looks like further damage expected; to my bank balance that is.
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
The lottery ticket
I was getting used to the routine of waking up at 6 am, going for my daily walk, having tea at the tea-stall next to the newspaper stall outside the park, before returning home to the newspaper, TV, the novels and my kitchen garden.
I used to see him at the newspaper stall everyday. He looked to be in his forties, worked as a security guard in a textile factory nearby and was struggling to make a living. I was getting used to his routine too. He would come to the newspaper stall religiously at 7 am, straight from work. He would take out his neatly folded ticket from under his cap and search the results of the previous day's daily lottery, his eyes full of expectation. And it was the same old look on his face once he was through scanning the numbers; disappointment. He would then dig into his pocket and take out five rupees, and reluctantly buy a ticket for the day's daily lottery. The look of anguish on his face at having spent five precious rupees was heart-wrenching. I always wondered why he did that, why he spent five rupees everyday, instead of using it to buy food or clothes for his family. I decided to ask him one day.
I was at the tea-stall one day, enjoying a cup of tea, after my morning walk. And he was at the newspaper stall, going through his daily ordeal or finding out that his investment in the lottery did not prove to be profitable and spending five precious rupees on another ticket. I called out to him and asked him to come over and sit next to me. He look at me with an irritated look on his face and said, "What do you want? I dont have time to sit and talk. I have to go for my job".
"But I thought you were coming from there", I said.
"Yes, that was my night job. Now I have to go to the railway station. I work as a coolie in the day".
"Two jobs?! When do you sleep?"
"Sleep is one luxury I can do without Saab. And if you excuse me, I must get going now."
"Why don't you let me buy you some tea?"
The thought of having a hot cup of tea on that cold morning was a good enough reason for him to sit down and talk. I asked the tea-stall owner to give him some tea. The look on his face while he took the glass in his hands was like that of someone taking something very expensive and precious. It looked like a hot cup of tea was also a luxury he could not afford everyday. As he savored his tea, I asked him his name.
"Raju, Saab", he replied.
"Raju, everyday I see you buy a lottery ticket. And everyday, I see that you dont win any money. Then why do you spend your hard-earned money on the lottery?"
"For my daughter Saab."
"For your daughter?"
"Yes Saab. She's not well. And the doctor says that she needs an operation. And the operation will cost 50000 rupees. I don't have any money Saab. All the money that I, my wife and two sons make go into buying medicines for her. The money we had saved for her operation, our landlord took from us, as repayment of the loan we had taken from him. We begged and begged, but he refused to let us pay him later. Now, we have no way to pay for her treatment, and the doctor says, my daughter does not have much time left. But I'm not giving up Saab. None of us are giving up. I've got two jobs. My wife works in seven houses - washing, cleaning and cooking - in the day time, and weaves baskets and coir mats during the night. My two sons, one twelve years old and the other nine years old work at construction sites for twelve hours a day. We are doing all we can to earn enough money to get my daughter operated. We love her very much and are ready to do whatever it takes to keep her with us."
"If that's the case, why do you spend money on a lottery ticket everyday? Save that much money and you will be able to collect a substantial amount. Agreed, it wont be enough to pay for the operation, but it should cover part of the expenses."
"What about the rest Saab? However hard my family and I try, we wont be able to save enough to pay for the operation. And we already owe a lot of people lot of money. No one will lend us any more money. I buy a lottery ticket hoping that some day I will win, and that day my daughter will be all better."
Before I could say anything more, he gulped down the rest of his tea and got up. "Thank you very much for the tea Saab. May God bless you and your family. I should be leaving now." Saying that, he left. As I sat there watching him leave, I decided to do something to help him pay for his daughter's operation.
Over the next few days, after my daily walk, after I spent a few moments talking to him over a cup of tea, I went from door to door in my colony, telling my neighbors about the plight of Raju and his family. Some were sympathetic and donated some money, some were sympathetic and did not donate any money, and some just did not care. It was the children who really surprised me. Not only did they spare money from their monthly allowances, they also spread the word in their schools and collected a substantial amount of money. A week from the first day I had spoken with Raju, I had managed to collect a little over fifty seven thousand rupees. I said a prayer for the good samaritans and went to bed, looking forward to meeting Raju the next day.
I was done with my morning walk by 7 am. And Raju was at the newspaper stall, looking up the results of the previous day's lottery. The hopeful look in his eyes was exactly the same from the first time I had seen him. But today, instead of the usual look of disappointment after scanning the list, his eyes lit up with immense joy. "I won!! I won!!", he shouted, excitedly. It was heartening to see the look on his face. It was a welcome change from the usual pained look of disappointment on his face. I felt happy for him too. He was dancing on the sidewalk now, the winning ticket clutched tightly in one hand and the results sheet in another.
It all happened so quickly, its still a blur. One moment he was dancing on the sidewalk, the next moment Raju was lying in a pool of blood on the side of the road. The car that had swerved off the road and hit Raju had sped off, the under-age driver realizing that his high-speed joy ride had now become a flight from the law. A small crowd gathered around Raju. Someone asked, "Did anyone note down the number of the car that hit him?". Someone else said, "We should call the police", but no one did. While the others around him waited for someone else to do something to help, Raju breathed his last - clutching the lottery ticket in his blood soaked hand.
I used to see him at the newspaper stall everyday. He looked to be in his forties, worked as a security guard in a textile factory nearby and was struggling to make a living. I was getting used to his routine too. He would come to the newspaper stall religiously at 7 am, straight from work. He would take out his neatly folded ticket from under his cap and search the results of the previous day's daily lottery, his eyes full of expectation. And it was the same old look on his face once he was through scanning the numbers; disappointment. He would then dig into his pocket and take out five rupees, and reluctantly buy a ticket for the day's daily lottery. The look of anguish on his face at having spent five precious rupees was heart-wrenching. I always wondered why he did that, why he spent five rupees everyday, instead of using it to buy food or clothes for his family. I decided to ask him one day.
I was at the tea-stall one day, enjoying a cup of tea, after my morning walk. And he was at the newspaper stall, going through his daily ordeal or finding out that his investment in the lottery did not prove to be profitable and spending five precious rupees on another ticket. I called out to him and asked him to come over and sit next to me. He look at me with an irritated look on his face and said, "What do you want? I dont have time to sit and talk. I have to go for my job".
"But I thought you were coming from there", I said.
"Yes, that was my night job. Now I have to go to the railway station. I work as a coolie in the day".
"Two jobs?! When do you sleep?"
"Sleep is one luxury I can do without Saab. And if you excuse me, I must get going now."
"Why don't you let me buy you some tea?"
The thought of having a hot cup of tea on that cold morning was a good enough reason for him to sit down and talk. I asked the tea-stall owner to give him some tea. The look on his face while he took the glass in his hands was like that of someone taking something very expensive and precious. It looked like a hot cup of tea was also a luxury he could not afford everyday. As he savored his tea, I asked him his name.
"Raju, Saab", he replied.
"Raju, everyday I see you buy a lottery ticket. And everyday, I see that you dont win any money. Then why do you spend your hard-earned money on the lottery?"
"For my daughter Saab."
"For your daughter?"
"Yes Saab. She's not well. And the doctor says that she needs an operation. And the operation will cost 50000 rupees. I don't have any money Saab. All the money that I, my wife and two sons make go into buying medicines for her. The money we had saved for her operation, our landlord took from us, as repayment of the loan we had taken from him. We begged and begged, but he refused to let us pay him later. Now, we have no way to pay for her treatment, and the doctor says, my daughter does not have much time left. But I'm not giving up Saab. None of us are giving up. I've got two jobs. My wife works in seven houses - washing, cleaning and cooking - in the day time, and weaves baskets and coir mats during the night. My two sons, one twelve years old and the other nine years old work at construction sites for twelve hours a day. We are doing all we can to earn enough money to get my daughter operated. We love her very much and are ready to do whatever it takes to keep her with us."
"If that's the case, why do you spend money on a lottery ticket everyday? Save that much money and you will be able to collect a substantial amount. Agreed, it wont be enough to pay for the operation, but it should cover part of the expenses."
"What about the rest Saab? However hard my family and I try, we wont be able to save enough to pay for the operation. And we already owe a lot of people lot of money. No one will lend us any more money. I buy a lottery ticket hoping that some day I will win, and that day my daughter will be all better."
Before I could say anything more, he gulped down the rest of his tea and got up. "Thank you very much for the tea Saab. May God bless you and your family. I should be leaving now." Saying that, he left. As I sat there watching him leave, I decided to do something to help him pay for his daughter's operation.
Over the next few days, after my daily walk, after I spent a few moments talking to him over a cup of tea, I went from door to door in my colony, telling my neighbors about the plight of Raju and his family. Some were sympathetic and donated some money, some were sympathetic and did not donate any money, and some just did not care. It was the children who really surprised me. Not only did they spare money from their monthly allowances, they also spread the word in their schools and collected a substantial amount of money. A week from the first day I had spoken with Raju, I had managed to collect a little over fifty seven thousand rupees. I said a prayer for the good samaritans and went to bed, looking forward to meeting Raju the next day.
I was done with my morning walk by 7 am. And Raju was at the newspaper stall, looking up the results of the previous day's lottery. The hopeful look in his eyes was exactly the same from the first time I had seen him. But today, instead of the usual look of disappointment after scanning the list, his eyes lit up with immense joy. "I won!! I won!!", he shouted, excitedly. It was heartening to see the look on his face. It was a welcome change from the usual pained look of disappointment on his face. I felt happy for him too. He was dancing on the sidewalk now, the winning ticket clutched tightly in one hand and the results sheet in another.
It all happened so quickly, its still a blur. One moment he was dancing on the sidewalk, the next moment Raju was lying in a pool of blood on the side of the road. The car that had swerved off the road and hit Raju had sped off, the under-age driver realizing that his high-speed joy ride had now become a flight from the law. A small crowd gathered around Raju. Someone asked, "Did anyone note down the number of the car that hit him?". Someone else said, "We should call the police", but no one did. While the others around him waited for someone else to do something to help, Raju breathed his last - clutching the lottery ticket in his blood soaked hand.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Damage assessment
Took Blurr to Venkat's yesterday. The list of damages
1) Bent front fork : has to be straightened
2) Bent crash guard : will be replaced
3) Bent handlebar : will be replaced
4) Broken front fairing : will be replaced
5) Broken h/l assembly : will be left as it is. Will replace it with aftermarket h/l cover.
Total estimate : 2000 bucks :-((
There go all plans of buying the Zma mag wheels.
1) Bent front fork : has to be straightened
2) Bent crash guard : will be replaced
3) Bent handlebar : will be replaced
4) Broken front fairing : will be replaced
5) Broken h/l assembly : will be left as it is. Will replace it with aftermarket h/l cover.
Total estimate : 2000 bucks :-((
There go all plans of buying the Zma mag wheels.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Accident!!
There's a favorite saying of bikers. "There are two kinds of bikers; those who have fallen, and those who will". I guess I have one foot planted firmly in both the categories!!
Sunday, I was returning from Innovative Multiplex. Had gone to watch Black with a friend. While returning, I was "distracted" for a second. Next thing I knew was that I was too close to the median. Braked, skid, and hit the median hard.
People on the road stopped and helped me lift the bike. Took it to the side of the road. Did a damage assessment on self. No wounds that could be seen. Just small bruises on palm of my right hand. Right leg hurt like hell. But told everyone that I was fine. Asked my friend how she was. She said that she was fine. (Turned out later, that she had lied too). Assuming that she was fine and there was no need to panic, I decided to leave. Since my right leg was paining badly and my battery was discharged, I asked one of the good samaritans who had stopped to help me start the bike. But they were unable to do so. So I had to do it myself (my leg hurt like hell!!)
Started off. The road was bumpy and my friend asked me to ride a little slow. Apparently she was hurting. Told her that I'll take her to a hospital, but she said no. So took her home. And got home myself. Took off my jeans expecting the worst. But it wasn't too bad. My thigh was bruised badly. But not a very serious injury. My entire right leg hurt like hell. I couldn't sleep well that night.
Next morning dad took me to Baptist Hospital where the doctor ruled out a fracture. One painkiller and one tetanus injection later, I was on my way home.
That evening she went to a doc. After checkup doc told her that she was fine.
Thank our stars that we got out of it with no serious injuries.
Sunday, I was returning from Innovative Multiplex. Had gone to watch Black with a friend. While returning, I was "distracted" for a second. Next thing I knew was that I was too close to the median. Braked, skid, and hit the median hard.
People on the road stopped and helped me lift the bike. Took it to the side of the road. Did a damage assessment on self. No wounds that could be seen. Just small bruises on palm of my right hand. Right leg hurt like hell. But told everyone that I was fine. Asked my friend how she was. She said that she was fine. (Turned out later, that she had lied too). Assuming that she was fine and there was no need to panic, I decided to leave. Since my right leg was paining badly and my battery was discharged, I asked one of the good samaritans who had stopped to help me start the bike. But they were unable to do so. So I had to do it myself (my leg hurt like hell!!)
Started off. The road was bumpy and my friend asked me to ride a little slow. Apparently she was hurting. Told her that I'll take her to a hospital, but she said no. So took her home. And got home myself. Took off my jeans expecting the worst. But it wasn't too bad. My thigh was bruised badly. But not a very serious injury. My entire right leg hurt like hell. I couldn't sleep well that night.
Next morning dad took me to Baptist Hospital where the doctor ruled out a fracture. One painkiller and one tetanus injection later, I was on my way home.
That evening she went to a doc. After checkup doc told her that she was fine.
Thank our stars that we got out of it with no serious injuries.
Friday, January 14, 2005
Biker to cager?
Finally got a chance to drive the car without either dad or mom bugging me to keep the speed down. And I guess I scared the shit out of the driver/trainer that dad hired when I hit 120 kmph and took a curve at that speed. It was an awesome rush!! I guess I am falling in love with the car.
Later in the evening, me, Abu and Sunny went down to Empire to pick up food for everyone at home (oh btw, it was my parents' 25th wedding anniversary, and my relatives had come home for a surprise party). Drove the car like a maniac in the city, weaving around cars. Got a lot of stares from drivers around. Hit a top speed of 100kmph. He he he..
Kinda loving it. Now I cant wait to buy my own car!!
Later in the evening, me, Abu and Sunny went down to Empire to pick up food for everyone at home (oh btw, it was my parents' 25th wedding anniversary, and my relatives had come home for a surprise party). Drove the car like a maniac in the city, weaving around cars. Got a lot of stares from drivers around. Hit a top speed of 100kmph. He he he..
Kinda loving it. Now I cant wait to buy my own car!!
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
My talented cousin
Abu has awesome talent. I've watched his short films. Awesome stuff. Take a look at his website here and watch some of his short films.
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