Know what!!!! That's what people think of 'people' who have underperformed or over rated or underestimated or judged the necessity of things. I have stooped low enough to laugh at my fate, atleast at some times. That gives me enough space to fall in the large void sucking everyone dry of any hope or ambition or power to keep the thinking switch on. Everyone is continously being put in the transmorgifier,or something that Calvin made out of the open cardboard box. We are all put in private individual cages and daily our powers are pulled away, unkowingly. Its like running through your head, searching for some keywords and removing them completely.
What actually should have been there is completely missing...Everywhere. It has been pulled away from the head and now, no one can think of it. 'It never was there' according to everyone. I have stumbled out somehow and now, I have been caught and put back again..
The brain refuses to comply with the outer powers and I fight against the great monsters as I wait for a new day to dawn. A day where I am allowed to dream. A day where I can think and I can think, a day where my identity is not established. I am waiting for my spring. the piper's calling me to join him. Mass hypnotism moves everyone out of their heads and makes them head towards the destination.
When all are one and one is all, there remains no one. There will remain no you, no me..There will remain no names. There will remain no mistakes. There will remain no powers. We will stop talkin, stop writing and stop thinking.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees and the voices of those who stand looking. They just look on as the fire takes over and captivates my soul. Am I the only one struggling here??
I give up myself, my posessions, my moments, my memories and my life, but my struggle.. I will struggle till the last synapse stops working. And people, people who look on, do not bother to show sympathy. Look at yourself, you too are withering.
And for the record, I have no idea of style, or design, so stop calling me names. Let me die in peace please.
A gateway to a software developer's regular attempts to live by choice and not chance while not abandoning the fun that chance brings.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Matheran-walker's paradise
Walk for 8 hours straight, each some chocoloate fudge and chikki and then, catch a train from lonavla to karjat and from karjat down ahead to neral, a few kilometers from those billions of busy bodies in mumbai and you are near the foot of a hill station that cannot be traversed by any buses. Up you go by sumo, who droppes you at the gate of the hill station(giristhan) for a fifty and paying a tax of 25 to enter the town, you get in to find only one mode of transport-Horseback.
The first thing that caught our attention as we walked in was a flying squirrel. Next we found a guy with exquisite fotos of a resort who kept running with us, pleading us to have a look. The price, five hundred per day for a cottage with two rooms, A COLOR T.V.and what more could we want. Walking for another half an hour, we finally reached aa run down place, on the outskirts with a very bad pool table and fully wooden custom made t.t. table. switching on the T.V, we spent half a day with it when the stomachs started rumbling and off we went under the able guidance of Praneet to the local bazaar, where we found this only hatke restaurant with hookahs hanging around. with dirt cheap prices, we ran in to gorge on the fabulous food and then we realized it was already evening. Off we ran to the sunset point, a gory cliff that should things we saw only in animated or highly graphically manioulated movies. As praneet put it, it looked like the planet of apes. Everything below was foggy, and all we could make out was the faint outlines of nearby hills and the sun too disappeared, the orange ball gliding between heavey clouds depriving us of watching its magnificinet descent between hills. Slowly we walked back in the darkness, the forest really errie and we really scared, with no lights anywhere, we somehow reached back the 'resort', and got back to the major activity of pool and t.v.
come day two, we were all charged up to discover the rest of the matheran and andother 5 hours of walk followed in the place where one never tires. A silent night with people already mourning the fact that they had to leave, the coming morning was the one when we had emptied most of our pockets and had to get to bombay and thus, to ahmedabad.
Official guide:
Get down at Karjat, catch a train to Neral and then a sumo to Matheran. Then ask for Green Hills resort, the cheapest one I believe.
Food: Nothing beats Hookahs and Tikkahs
Must try: Masala Thums up, Kokam juice.
Monkey Incident 1:
Sarat chandra is brutally attacked by a monkey with spots, and hand in hand the monkey tries hard to take advantage of him(by stealing his bag).
Monkey Incident 2:
A walnut was kept in the hall and a monkey saw it from a window, ran through the door , jeered at us and ran back with the walnut.
p.s- non-monkey lovers keep off, neutral people can still adjust.
Darkness:
No lights, no house, no development, too much scenic beauty and forgetting the path back are things that usually happen up here. So, it is suggested that you carry along a torch.
Tell me if you go to this place. It will be a memorable experience, with memorable in bold.
The first thing that caught our attention as we walked in was a flying squirrel. Next we found a guy with exquisite fotos of a resort who kept running with us, pleading us to have a look. The price, five hundred per day for a cottage with two rooms, A COLOR T.V.and what more could we want. Walking for another half an hour, we finally reached aa run down place, on the outskirts with a very bad pool table and fully wooden custom made t.t. table. switching on the T.V, we spent half a day with it when the stomachs started rumbling and off we went under the able guidance of Praneet to the local bazaar, where we found this only hatke restaurant with hookahs hanging around. with dirt cheap prices, we ran in to gorge on the fabulous food and then we realized it was already evening. Off we ran to the sunset point, a gory cliff that should things we saw only in animated or highly graphically manioulated movies. As praneet put it, it looked like the planet of apes. Everything below was foggy, and all we could make out was the faint outlines of nearby hills and the sun too disappeared, the orange ball gliding between heavey clouds depriving us of watching its magnificinet descent between hills. Slowly we walked back in the darkness, the forest really errie and we really scared, with no lights anywhere, we somehow reached back the 'resort', and got back to the major activity of pool and t.v.
come day two, we were all charged up to discover the rest of the matheran and andother 5 hours of walk followed in the place where one never tires. A silent night with people already mourning the fact that they had to leave, the coming morning was the one when we had emptied most of our pockets and had to get to bombay and thus, to ahmedabad.
Official guide:
Get down at Karjat, catch a train to Neral and then a sumo to Matheran. Then ask for Green Hills resort, the cheapest one I believe.
Food: Nothing beats Hookahs and Tikkahs
Must try: Masala Thums up, Kokam juice.
Monkey Incident 1:
Sarat chandra is brutally attacked by a monkey with spots, and hand in hand the monkey tries hard to take advantage of him(by stealing his bag).
Monkey Incident 2:
A walnut was kept in the hall and a monkey saw it from a window, ran through the door , jeered at us and ran back with the walnut.
p.s- non-monkey lovers keep off, neutral people can still adjust.
Darkness:
No lights, no house, no development, too much scenic beauty and forgetting the path back are things that usually happen up here. So, it is suggested that you carry along a torch.
Tell me if you go to this place. It will be a memorable experience, with memorable in bold.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Some words I like
baadko(low level abuse accepted without much retaliation generally. Useful when not intending to start a battle)
laude(me personal favourite. It leaves a smooth sense of cleanliness in the mouth when you use this word)
bulle ke baal(this goes to the extreme. the hairs of the balls are supposed to be highly abusive)
Though not belonging to any place, as I have been to both hyderabad and mumbai, I would like to enlighten people with asome keywords using which you can fool people into believing you were born and brought up somewhere among the two.
Haw: A simple nod, sometimes is not understandable and yeahs and yess can take some time off when there is haw round the corner.
egjample:
Q:Are, tu kahan jaara re? DAIICT ja raha kya?
ans: haw
compact, simple and precise.
kaiku: An alternative for why, it is bound to leave the other guy flustered when you say kaiku.
egjample:
Q:mereku gharaa jaana rai.
A: kaiku?
Nakku: Dont want
egjample: teruku peapsee maangta kya?
ans: Nakku
Waich: reemphasizing on a pre-said statement
Kya bol ra miya?
Ans: waich
This is the world of how, nakku, kaiku and waich.
and then, of course there is mumbai.
patli gali se satak, line mar le, bheedo, kat and more.. you can check them up.
or check this thing I got from wikipedia
Bas kya - Don't take me for granted.
Chava or Chavi - Boyfriend/girlfriend (normally the one that is going steady).
Double battery - A person wearing prescription glasses.
Haila or Aaila - "Oh God".(the aila aila from koi mil gaya)
Paka - Irritate (literally paka means "to cook", so here the word has the sense of "cooking one's brain" to mean irritate).
Atrangi - Something strange or extraordinary.
Chappan tikkli - One with lots of pimples on his/her face.
Tapri - A road side shop.
Chotay, Tambi or Ramu - Any kid working in a tapri (small shop or eatery).
Apun - Me or myself.(One who respects himself shall never use anything other than apun to refer to the self)
Kalti- Get lost or go away.
Kaiko - Why?
Cutting - Though an English word, it is used to refer to half a glass of tea.
Some more examples...
Saalaa - Written commonly as 'sala' or 'saala'. The real meaning is brother-in-law, but is used to address a friend (Abey saale, kidhar tha? - "Where were you, dude?"), criticise/tease/naughtily refer to someone (saalaa chor - "you/that/bloody thief/prankster!!") or as an impersonal reference (Saalaa, apun ka naseebich kharaab hai! - "Hell, my fate/luck is/was bad!")
Boss - Form of address to a friend, unrelated person or stranger.
Kharcha-paani - Literally it means "stipend, pocket-money, bribe or (small) payment". In Mumbai it may also refer to beating up somebody. So depending on context, "kharcha-paani deu kya?" may mean "Do you want me/us to beat you up?" instead of "Do you want me/us to give you some money?". Conversely a person asking for a bribe (or one belonging belonging to the lowest strata when asking for some money) will say "thoda kharcha-paani do" (Give me some money).
Fultoo - Too good or very cool, not to be confused with Faltoo which means useless or waste. Fultoo may also mean drunk depending on context.
Dhakkan - Depending on context may mean "lid" or "stupid".
Dedh-dimaag - Literally "one and a half brains", in reference to an over-smart, dim-wit or stupid person.
Talli - Drunk.
Dedh-foot or Dedh-futya - Literally means "one and a half foot". Usually refers to a short person. May also be a form of irreverent address to a kid.
Chikna - Literally "clean-shaven" or "smooth". Used usually to refer to a male new-comer or teenager, especially in a negative manner.
Gadha-majoori - Literally "donkey work or labour". To signify slogging, boring or heavy work.
Tadi-paar - Means long absence, absconding, hiding or evading the police.
Mamu - Depending on context may mean a police constable or a eunuch.
Waat or Vaat - Derived from Marathi. Signifies "(to be in) trouble". Meri waat lag gayi means "I'm in trouble".
Paan-patti or Tapri - A small shop selling tobacco, cigarettes, toffees and optionally, tea.
more and more mumbaiya here
laude(me personal favourite. It leaves a smooth sense of cleanliness in the mouth when you use this word)
bulle ke baal(this goes to the extreme. the hairs of the balls are supposed to be highly abusive)
Though not belonging to any place, as I have been to both hyderabad and mumbai, I would like to enlighten people with asome keywords using which you can fool people into believing you were born and brought up somewhere among the two.
Haw: A simple nod, sometimes is not understandable and yeahs and yess can take some time off when there is haw round the corner.
egjample:
Q:Are, tu kahan jaara re? DAIICT ja raha kya?
ans: haw
compact, simple and precise.
kaiku: An alternative for why, it is bound to leave the other guy flustered when you say kaiku.
egjample:
Q:mereku gharaa jaana rai.
A: kaiku?
Nakku: Dont want
egjample: teruku peapsee maangta kya?
ans: Nakku
Waich: reemphasizing on a pre-said statement
Kya bol ra miya?
Ans: waich
This is the world of how, nakku, kaiku and waich.
and then, of course there is mumbai.
patli gali se satak, line mar le, bheedo, kat and more.. you can check them up.
or check this thing I got from wikipedia
Bas kya - Don't take me for granted.
Chava or Chavi - Boyfriend/girlfriend (normally the one that is going steady).
Double battery - A person wearing prescription glasses.
Haila or Aaila - "Oh God".(the aila aila from koi mil gaya)
Paka - Irritate (literally paka means "to cook", so here the word has the sense of "cooking one's brain" to mean irritate).
Atrangi - Something strange or extraordinary.
Chappan tikkli - One with lots of pimples on his/her face.
Tapri - A road side shop.
Chotay, Tambi or Ramu - Any kid working in a tapri (small shop or eatery).
Apun - Me or myself.(One who respects himself shall never use anything other than apun to refer to the self)
Kalti- Get lost or go away.
Kaiko - Why?
Cutting - Though an English word, it is used to refer to half a glass of tea.
Some more examples...
Saalaa - Written commonly as 'sala' or 'saala'. The real meaning is brother-in-law, but is used to address a friend (Abey saale, kidhar tha? - "Where were you, dude?"), criticise/tease/naughtily refer to someone (saalaa chor - "you/that/bloody thief/prankster!!") or as an impersonal reference (Saalaa, apun ka naseebich kharaab hai! - "Hell, my fate/luck is/was bad!")
Boss - Form of address to a friend, unrelated person or stranger.
Kharcha-paani - Literally it means "stipend, pocket-money, bribe or (small) payment". In Mumbai it may also refer to beating up somebody. So depending on context, "kharcha-paani deu kya?" may mean "Do you want me/us to beat you up?" instead of "Do you want me/us to give you some money?". Conversely a person asking for a bribe (or one belonging belonging to the lowest strata when asking for some money) will say "thoda kharcha-paani do" (Give me some money).
Fultoo - Too good or very cool, not to be confused with Faltoo which means useless or waste. Fultoo may also mean drunk depending on context.
Dhakkan - Depending on context may mean "lid" or "stupid".
Dedh-dimaag - Literally "one and a half brains", in reference to an over-smart, dim-wit or stupid person.
Talli - Drunk.
Dedh-foot or Dedh-futya - Literally means "one and a half foot". Usually refers to a short person. May also be a form of irreverent address to a kid.
Chikna - Literally "clean-shaven" or "smooth". Used usually to refer to a male new-comer or teenager, especially in a negative manner.
Gadha-majoori - Literally "donkey work or labour". To signify slogging, boring or heavy work.
Tadi-paar - Means long absence, absconding, hiding or evading the police.
Mamu - Depending on context may mean a police constable or a eunuch.
Waat or Vaat - Derived from Marathi. Signifies "(to be in) trouble". Meri waat lag gayi means "I'm in trouble".
Paan-patti or Tapri - A small shop selling tobacco, cigarettes, toffees and optionally, tea.
more and more mumbaiya here
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