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a long break

Wednesday, December 16, 2009
This has been my longest ever break from the blog in the last 4 years.
Somewhere deep inside - I was coming to terms with a new found degree of "ME" as an INTROVERT.

People say that photographers are introverts cos' they prefer being behind the camera rather than in front of it. I wold have disagreed till now....

So what's all this got to do with my blog?
simple actually !!
i was bored of writing....
my photos were saying it all....
didn't think i needed another medium to convey my angst..
so i took a break.

And I'm back now!!
Nothing much has changed in life- we're still gong around the sun, though 2012 is drawing closer.
My work area has changed - handling South India now.
I have 2 ladies working under me who have changed the operating environment 
My wife still loves me. My boss who used to hate me - well he's changed... I mean - new boss!
My moustache has shortened and the waist has slimmed down.
A couple of more friends have gotten married. Two have been blessed with baby girls - Sneha & Anahita.
I'm off to Jaipur next week - then to Corbett next weekend
My sister & broinlaw are down from LALA Land on Christmas
I have no idea what Christmas gifts I should be giving folks
My fathers birthday is around the corner (1st jan) and ideas are eluding me
Farmville is progressing well - though i should actually plant a real tree too... to get the authetic farming experience.

Maybe in 2010...!!
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Raasta Roko!!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Raasta Roko!!, originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

We will not work this Monday...
We shall not let ye work either...


... or is it gundaraj?

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Outside class

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Do it like this..., originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

Not all my education came inside the hallowed walls of an educational institution!
The most important lessons were what I learned from life... in passing.
I saw these 2 boys as I passed by a certain shuttered shop on my travels. One demonstrating - the other watching and imbibing. I wonder if they paid as much attention to the teacher in the classroom. Did they listen to their parents remonstrations with the same interest level as they did to each other?

the important lessons are the ones you never plan for...
the ones you never thought as a lesson.

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Stuck with a NOBEL

Friday, October 09, 2009
Sir Alfred Nobel... invented Dynamite!!
Quite an explosive it is.

Now they've gone and given the NOBEL PEACE prize to Mr. O.
My congratulations to him on this win..... he's under 50 and achieved what most spend their lifetimes dreaming about.

Certain thoughts come to mind as I draw an analogy between the current awardee and a high school bully. Many a teacher has made the bully the class monitor in the hope that he will now be forced to use his forceful measures for peaceful purposes. The logic is rock solid - but more often than not - the class discipline is torn to shreds. The bully uses the opportunity to ramrod his way ahead.

Young Calvin doesn't really stand a chance in Hades when his toy is stolen and smashed by Moe the class bully.
Now let's see what's in Store for Iran, Iraq, the Afghans..... and the rest of the world - that the man has been appreciated for his plans - but not delivered results....

Those are still sometime away.
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Change is a comin...

Thursday, October 08, 2009
There's a crazy lil feeling at the bottom of my stomach.
Something tells me that CHANGE is coming.
I mean change is life's BIG story - but nobody expects it when it happens.

This particular element of change has been playing in my head for a while now...
Its not about anyone element in my life.... it's like a whole lot of stuff that keeps flitting in and out and somehow i can't make up my bald mind.

On the work front - challenges are welcome. Idiots are not. Yet I spend a lot of my "productive" time figuring out ways of dealing with them. The work has to go on despite low-down idiots who make the world a more complex place to live in.

On the personal front - been doing a lot, traveling a bit , happily married , cut down on my boozing - but I need to do more... it's like saying i'm running against myself all the time - endeavoring to do things differently - to do them better - to be creative

On my Photography - I look back at what i used to shoot and compare that with today... I almost always end up cringing... did I actually shoot like that
On my computer gaming - have become slower - age is catching up
On working out - gotta restart that....
peace be upon me!!
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Anger management!!

Sunday, October 04, 2009

The wrath of a woman scorned...

Hell hath no fury... so spoke a famous wise man. Many an Adam has learned not to mess with Eve ever since. Numerous examples abound in the mindspace that talk of what happens when you piss off the wrong woman (actually, any woman) - as a certain Mr.Bobbit would hate to recount.

My idea behind this post is not to scare men from the obvious end that comes about when you get caught doing the morally incorrect. My point is that there aren’t angry young men around today.... The women are doing all the “anger management”.

The only angry man that history seems to recount is Lord Shiva with his third eye. Closer to home - bollywood tales focus on Mr. Bacchan in the 70s. But there is a visible dearth of sensibly angry young men. Before that was Adolf Hitler and the Kaiser. Not quite the icons one would hope to follow. The angry male touted as a creature that resents authority and rules longing to wreak havoc on any and all, planning revenge for the wrongs done unto it.

Angry men are touted as warmongers rather than creatures in rebellion against established conventional half truths inspiring creativity. A myth that some day shall be dispelled.
I examined some common scenarios that we encounter on a regular basis.
You get angry at work - antisocial, can’t work as a team member, bad influence
You get angry at home - wife beater, no tolerance
You get angry on the road - road rage, Dillwallah
You shout at a subordinate - HARI SADU

In any of the above mentioned cases - an angry woman is said to be fighting for her rights. She is brave, heroic & a modern day Rani of Jhansi.

Why this disparity?
My learned friends from the female gender will point out the rise of the oppressed woman finally freed from the yokels of the Male. They’re liberated... fighting a minority battle on behalf of those as yet oppressed.

 I present ME!
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Baldys Birthday....

Thursday, October 01, 2009
There once was a not me!!
some called him Gaand(hi), some called him Bapu...

He screwed this nation and our next door neighbors!!
All in the name of WORLD PEACE!!
..more like pieces.....

They named this practice... GANDUGIRI
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Food Sampling....

Monday, September 28, 2009
Kolkata is a foodie's paradise... and it's not expensive either.
I've been hogging to the extent I risked an upset tummy!!

A few friends have already left sureptious comments on my facebook status updates stating that they weren't to happy about my methods of driving them green with envy using food as a medium.

Well everyone has had the mishti in Kolkata.
I sampled the other stuff..

The Rolls at BEDWIN in Golpark
Try the ROLLS at Bedwin

The devilled crabs & beef Steaks at Mocambo - long waiting lines till the evening (for lunch)
Mocambo lineup!!

The Chelo Kebabs at Peter Cat - especially mouthwatering
Try the chelo Kebabs here

The Chingdi Maach (Prawns - Big Ones) at home
The Kosha Mangsho that was prepared in my honor
The churmur that mother got home (no pics of this one since ity disappeared pretty fast)
The Chinese Food at Fung Fa in Tangra!!
The Kolkata Paan ... with all the added condiments.

Still not done with the all that this city has to offer... I hope to be back for more... soon
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Pandals & More

Monday, September 28, 2009
My target was 50 Puja Pandals in 5 days.... I barely passed at 22!!
Am sharing a few pics here with you.
The real Heroine.... smacks evil butt
More are available by clicking here

This one was from South America... transposed all the way across to Kolkata
Durga Puja - HA Block (Salt Lake)

Then there's this lookalike of a government building...
Durga Puja - Bagh Bazaar

.. and this one which attempts to replicate a south Indian temple.
Durga Puja - Mohd. Ali Park

But my award goes to The Pandal at Mudiali made of Banana Leacves & stems...
Durga Puja - Mudiali

Check out the next post for the Culinary tour of Kolkata!!
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Plans for Kolkata

Thursday, September 24, 2009
The Journey of a 1000 days begins with that first step.
This is a 5 day trip to Kolkata for the Durga Puja. Supriya is already there.... i’m just joining in the fun. My Ma (read M-I-L) doesn’t know I’m coming in tonight. This should be a nice lat night surprise as I touch down at 23:40!!

The Delhi traffic and a hectic day in the field have ensured that I boarded the flight ina state of extreme hunger and mood swings. The pretty face with a HUGE rock on her finger sitting next to me, toying with her Iphone provides some sense to the journey. But the fact that I’m typing this and shes sleeping are ample evidence that my charm is fading!!!

I’ve been planning this trip for the last 3 months... and armed with all the camera equipment that my bag could carry -I’ve set forth on a path of hopeful exploration in the City of Joy.
This post is being written on the flight - so obviously it’ll get posted in a bit. But here’re a few things I hope to achieve on this trip (my 3rd Durga Puja in Kolkata)
  •  Go on the river Hooghly
  • Visit 25+ Durga Pandals
  • Overdose on Puckas
  • Spend a few hours at Oxford - the bookstore
  • Pastries at Flurys
  • Garlic pickle from the mela at Park circus
  • Photographs... photographs... and then some more
  • Quality family time with Ma & Baba
  • Visit the museum
  • Catch up with Friends - both old, new and some first timers from Twitter
So till.. later!!
Keep watching this space and see how things are shaping up!
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Mirror Mirror...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Mirror Mirror on  the wall.... tell me what you see.
Who is the fairest one in all the land?

  .... so maybe I ain't the fairest one.... but what stops me from having a high (not conceitedly high) opinion of mysef?
A certain approach that allows for PUBLIC OPINION. It makes for bouts of depression, frustration and a general low!

A friend of mine asked for a HAPPY POST.... and I'm trying... but the wind is blowing in spasms through the elephant grass and the trees are looking wistfully upon me. The body wants to shake a boogie woogie - the mind disapproves!
Darkness hath it's own virtues... it may not be utopian in nature... but allows for soul searching - something which is difficult to do in the HAPPIER DAYS.
The destroyer sleeps...
Sometimes it's easier to define ourselves in terms of what we're not than what we are
Here's what I'm not.... at least not always...

  • always honest
  • ever the understanding one
  • secular to the core
  • the good son
  • the empathetic boss
  • hardest worker of the month, at work
  • the careful spender
  • modest
  • man with gandhian virtues
  • the original humorist
the poor mirror is about to crack.....
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A birthday to forget....

Saturday, September 19, 2009

a rose with my name, originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

yep this one at no.32 is to be erased from all official records...!!
sound like a groaner.. that I am not.

but the latest event has left me in a bit of a shell shocked state.
my new phone - the Nokia N97.... nice phone.. but it just didn't work for me.
it's now back with the original gift-giver (the wife). she likes it. in fact she'd been LUSTing for it ever since she saw it. Not providence has played a hand.

where does that leave me????
Back with the old Blackberry Bold ..... will have to start intoning, "if bold is old and old is gold, then why do i get this feeling that I've been rolled"

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Thursday, September 17, 2009
there is darkness... then i search for light
there is failure.... i try to succeed
there is loss, the quest for gain continues
Hope & dreams
But when i see her sitting there, my heart melts
Yet i do nothing, but click.

she hopes...
i hope too..
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32 and counting

Wednesday, September 16, 2009
I'd intended to write this post a while back.
Flitting thoughts and not so providential circumstances have kept me off writing for a bit. I'm surprised at me too...

They say getting past 30 is getting past the top of the hill. It's all downhill thereafter.
I did my stock taking on that on a couple of suns ago. Somehow my personal thoughts on the issue differ. The best parts of life are yet to come.

Yes - school was a great experience, college was fun - and a slog up the corporate ladder was great learning.Now it's time to do something with all that accumulated talent and experience.
I'm not taking anything away from all those TOP ACHIEVERS who jumped levels and are close to the sun at this time.
However - Mango man that I am - my life's milestones are staring at me... still some distance away.
cut my cake and eat it too
I intend to cut my cake and eat it too...
The world is yet to witness the true explosion. My current profession is in the field of healthcare - specifically - Diagnostics. It's not what I've planned for my life, however.  There's a Pullitzer with my name on it... somewhere out there.... 
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Life is unforgiving....

Saturday, September 12, 2009
It is my 32nd birthday today.
It is also a day that will haunt me forever.

I recently visited Ludhiana but couldn't meet my grandmother for paucity of time.
Today - she has passed away.

Life gives us many chances - and few lessons.
This is my lesson. The taint of guilt that I feel will never rub off...

I'm sitting in office - not knowing what to do or say.
Well wishers and friends greet me on my birthday and I cannot share a smile.
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Hanging on!!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Hanging on!!, originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

Been in bed these last 2 days...
Me hates fevers which bring about a sudden weakness.... more than anything else.
Is this what they call : Being under the weather!!

I will be travelling end of the week - visiting Varanasi / Allahabad / Lucknow for a whirlwind kinda tour.... then off to Amritsar & Ludhiana next week...

So I need my health to get back into shape.... to ensure that I don't go *poof* somewhere down the road..

Barely hanging on.. . for now!

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Saturday, August 22, 2009

Bathtime, originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

..always good to go in for a cleanup every now and then.
Turn over a new page once in a while and surprise yourself.... the others will get surprised anyways!!

It's interesting how one small change in the routine...
one small change in putting things across can make a world of a difference to a relationship...
... a few drops of water can wash away hitherto unseen specks of dirt and open up the mind to possibilities.... of life... love .. and growth.

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In time....

Friday, August 21, 2009

The lines of experience aid understanding.
The withering of the outer shell is another story altogether.

At 31+ it seems pretty far fetched that the body will age and the mind ripen.
But those lines, like tributaries to a river, start meandering. The mind follows likewise.
The rains & cool winds bring forth a breather... but sometimes they come too late.
Then the wind only serves to blow away the remains of the day!
The rain washes away whatever remained!

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The life of a leaf

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The life of a leaf, originally uploaded by recnamorcen_99.

Experience.. you just can't beat it!

Each line reflects the changing season... the coming of age ...
This experience is hard earned and not every leaf gets there.

The same with us... there're some things I have learned by experience. No school, college or classroom could have taught them in the same way.

Each interaction with you has shaped me.
We're not much different from leaves on a tree. Some hold on to that tree. Some fly away with the wind. Some are eaten away by worms and disease. The tree continues to grow...

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Windows & Mirrors!

Monday, August 17, 2009
A photograph is meant to be one of the two. It can either show what's there or suggest what's within.
The window is descriptive - it's transparent , baring the soul to the watcher. The subject is selected for what it is and provides the information dictated as such.

The mirror seeks to transform the subject into a metaphor for the mind of the photographer. It is transformative in nature and clouds the mind with the intended thoughts. It's generally not so straightforward an interpretation as a window... this one makes you think.. it makes you imagine.

Pitter patter!!

One mans mirror is another mans window - depends on how you look at it.
I want my photography to be a window to my soul reflecting the transformation within...
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That Kamina Feeling!

Friday, August 14, 2009
a caper!!
That’ff what thif movie if all about - 24 hourff fftraight in the livefff of a fet of characterff.
Actually it’ff anything but ffraight! The lineff between black and white are fairly well blurred. The plot thickenff and thinff moving at breakneck ffpeed with ne’er a moment of refpite.

Some points that are worth a mention:
  • There are definite shades of Tarantino to the film, though I cannot for the life of me recollect any plot that resembles this one.
  • They take a filmy cliche, turn it topsy turvy, add some mind-blowing music and serve it back to you.
  • The primary track - dhan ta nan.... is something we’ve known since childhood.. and it adds fibre to this 140 minute thriller.
  • The use of local languages and dialects is another factor that serves to entertain. It adds that flavor that we’d fail to capture otherwise.
  • The songs are not out of place
  • The film doesn’t drag - it ends when it has to.

Go watch it!!
C’mon you mufft watch Charlie go do hif thing :-)
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Flashback time!!

Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Just got an email from a blast in the past!!
Then I simply had to call her!!
An old flame that burnt out and burnt me in the process (Me wasn't smart enough to apply boroline then).

Now a mother of 2 and wife as well!!
Ha - I just wonder how fast this wheel of time turns!!!

Called up wifey and told her abt it. She shrugged it off with nonchalance asking only if the person in question wanted to marry me. I replied in the negative and so there the story ended.... Me was hoping for more!!!

I hope she didn't call cos' it was RAKSHABANDHAN!!!!
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Excerpts from a trip

Wednesday, July 29, 2009
There are always things one remembers after an adventure.
I haven't taken a solo holiday in what must be ages... I stopped wanting / needing to go out on a trip by myself!!

But here I am - back from Hyderabad.. on a part working / part holiday kind of trip. The fact that I spent some time with 2 close friends - Johnny & Ash(a) helped a great deal.
The company was great ,  the food was amazing, the history  was enlightening... all in all a trip to remember & cherish!!

Here are some moments...
John & I
With Johnny under the arches at the Charminar - indeed very lucky to get upstairs!

The desperate and the bored
The Bored and the Desperate aka BAD

Asha and Me
Asha & I at the Golconda fort - before the long walk up!

Rain is a coming

dance lets the hair down... unless that is.. you are bald like me

Salsa Extreme!!
Salsa ignition!!

More Bangles
Selecting Bangles for the Missus and the Momma!

The charminar
The 4 minarets... easy to recognize!!

sky view
Home sweet home - here I come!

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The reality debate!!

Friday, July 24, 2009
Watched the news hour debate on TIMES NOW and there was but one thought that came to mind here.
WHY, this controversy?
Moment of truth...
Can't we take things in the spirit of the game?
We watch rudeness on ROADIES.
We ooh and aah at  INSECT EATING on that jungle show.
We revel in this muck (so called).

I watch the SOAPs as well as the SACH KA SAAMA serial with my wife.
The one thing that comes to mind is the hyprocrisy on the SOAPs... and at least a semblance of sanity on this show.

We are mature individuals and if it was just hoopla then the buzz would fade.
Here, we understand that those participants are human - they have also gone though a fair amount of crap in their lives. If they're willing to talk about it - then so be it. Nobody is forcing anyone to watch the show.

And hey - tune in to FTV at 10:30 PM - they show MIDNIGHT HOT! That however, is not deemed provocative. Channels show a woman being molested in public in the streets of Patna - that is not offensive.

Why single out anyone - just because they refuse to toe the lines of the poiticos?
In fact I say - put Mr. Farooqi on the show and then we see what skeletons come tumbling out....
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Dance with the devil!

Thursday, July 23, 2009
The eternal fight
I thought this would be a good way to represent the eternal struggle between Good & Evil. We've said for too long that Good is white and Evil is Black. Thought I'd change the equation somewhat!!
Red represents blood - all lifeforce within it.
The tendrils of red - the human body - ME!
I strain to overcome the blackness...!!
Dude on Demand!
I wonder if I shall succeed.
The black represents the bleakness - at the corners of my imagination
My rhythm sets in motion events that connect me with this bleakness from time to time. I need to feel that filth to comprehend the value of life.
All the sins on one side and life on the other. There are times I let go. I descend into morass that the mind revels in. This gathering of evil (as propounded by religion) is warm and inviting. It's solace for all those times when I'm alone and angry. I become hate, lust envies me, sloth is wary and I feel satiated by planning destruction and desolation!!

Those are the times I can dance with the devil... very much inside of me.

I feeelllll soooooooooo nice!!!!!!!!!!
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sunshine in my mind...

Thursday, July 16, 2009
One minute you're flying....
The next you're a crashed out wrcek in no-mans land. No burials ... you rot and the world leers.
No ifs, buts, whys, wherefores.... but the brutal landing (inside the mind) makes me  see sets of alternate universe.

I see a reality which remains unchanged from it's inertia of sleep-eat-work-play.
I see alternates where one little twist in the tale brings forth a life of happiness or sadness. It makes me wonder what would happen if....
One part of me realizes that I will accept my bitter medicine without showing it on the face. The other part of me wants to give it back in equal measure. Then I wonder what would happen if things were always tit for tat.... naah I don't think that would work here.

The wandering mind brings up stories and futures akin to a bollywood potboiler. It's my way of considering options and I feel that in the event of an untoward happenstance I would be able to bear it better. The hairs on my body tingle with a fear. There's also a certain resignation thrown in trying to accept the inevitability of the situation. We come into this world alone... and so shall we go (unless the lord intends otherwise).

I can't put down the exact nature of my fear here because I fear... that the matrix has eyes and ears.
It has been my deepest fear since I stepped into my first pair of jeans. It has plagued me for a decade and a half and eaten away at every thing I thought would work out. Why is it "meat" when I cook it and serve  & why is it poison if someone else serves it to me?

It's like a BLACKNESS that threatens but does not devour. The mind reacts to these threats and in its weakness accepts some to be true. This causes chemicals to flow and actions to be undertaken in the name of protecting oneself rather than what is really valuable.

Some would abhor this state of mind. I revel in it. I feel warm in this - absence of light inside a dark cave - state of mind. I allow those hitherto latent feelings to come forth and engulf me. The maelstrom breaks as the phone rings... but after talking to her.... the dark lord takes over again.
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The first Prick... is not as bad as the last!

Sunday, July 12, 2009
Needles hurt!!
Tattooing causes pain!!
it's actually like this
Being a man does not lessen that.
It's tougher since you're expected to grain and bear it.
I lost my "virginity" in the words of the gentleman at FUNKY MONKY when I got my first tattoo....
The sign!!
The first prick was the scariest - but kinda like an anticlimax!
It didn't hurt as much as the last one.
What started out as a bee sting grew to a gnawing pain at the end of 90 minutes on the chair.
All I wanted was it for it to end. I almost stopped him a couple of times when he filled in color, rubbing that needle into my arms evoking a bloody response.
It looks worthwhile after the effort and the expense... but believe you me... it was stubbornness that kept me going!!!
sharing a passion 
Sharing a tattoo with Ruchi...

My version of James Bond ... with Sups and the nomad!
James Bond revisited
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Raindrops and roses...

Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
The rain is on!!
So guys don't like roses too often - we still love the rain.
The pitter-patter of the drops beating down my bald head as I stand on the terrace, running like rivulets atop the face. The spectacles are off and I heave a sigh of relief as the heat dissipates. Getting a soaking from the creator beats taking a shower anyday. I look at the concrete cages around me and the people trying to break free for those few drops of manna.
I stand free...
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a long train tour

Wednesday, July 08, 2009
The last 4 days have seen some hectic activity on my part.
First there was Kanpur... then Gorakhpur...followed by Varanasi.
I'm back now!!

In the looked like a tough task
a shore too far
4th early morning train to Kanpur... followed by loads of work....
5th working SUNDAY... then the overnight train to Gorakhpur
6th manic monday in the GKP heat followed by the late night train to Varanasi.
7th rain drenched, mud filled working in Varanasi and an evening train home to Delhi.

I was lucky enough to do a bit of religious sight seeing amidst my schedule - the GORAKHNATH MANDIR in GKP and the KASHI VISHWANATH MANDIR in VAR.
Arjun on the brink 
Arjun on the banks of the Ganges
The month of SHRAVAN 
The holy Ghats

The traveling was hectic, no doubt. But then it's also something I like to do. I did my photographs from inside the train too. Got a lot of pics from the Indian heartland and thanks to some good lenses was able to do some quick zoom work. Stuff that would have been difficult to do otherwise.
clouds on the warpath
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The night train

Monday, July 06, 2009
Traveling by the Chouri ChourA express from Kanpur to Gorakhpur. Lying
covered on the top berth listening to Dev D and his quest to find
Saali Khushi

I see the couple opposite and he's in love with her. She's giving me
the look and I amused Supriya with the possibilities as she bade me
good night. It's 10:09 and we've crossed Allahabad. Outlook money is
the only magazine that Govind could find on the platform and I leave
him to read it.
Dev D has transitioned to Vivaldis four seasons and spring is here.
There's that odd feeling when i'm feeling lonesome - I miss the missus
and I feel like a long talk. So talk to the blog I shall.
I've undertaken many a train journey. However this will be the first
time that I'll be traveling on four consecutive days in four different
trains. Delhi to Kanpur to Gorakhpur to Varanasi to Delhi. But I
remember one particular trip from Delhi to Pune in the first yeAr of
my MBA. It made for excellent conversation between Mia and me. We sat
and talked all night long. Interestingly we weren't sleepy next
morning. We talked about all sorts of stuff from music to love to the
professors. It was like Billy Joel going for a walk through the
river in His dreams. It cemented our friendship for the next two
years before she married hiM and had to choose between love and
friendship. I miss some of my good friends. I wonder if they miss me
It's been a while since the MBA got done and I haven't really stayed
in touch. Might I be at fault here?
The question plays like a beaten record through the wilderness of my
mind. It's like listening to rock'n'roll in the desert- kinda lost
26 minutes since I started writing this. The girl is asleep the boy
feels like love just ain't enough. Govind has dozed off too. Husband
and wife are separated by 500 miles...

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One Picture - many stories!

Friday, July 03, 2009
Isn't that always the case... as I flashback to school..... where the English teacher gave a photograph and students were expected to write a composition / essay on the same. It's been a while since I did that. But it's never too late to start. If you've something interesting to say/add to the Picture that I write on, please do so in the comments section.
It should be interesting - comparing thoughts on a scene.
"We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done."
HW Longfellow

something you ate last night
GREENIE: Looks like I ate too much last night
ITOLDUSO : Nope I don't think you ate too much. You just ate wrong. That chicken biryaani was more like Crow 'n'rice.
SCRATCHY: Will you guys stop moaning about food.I couldn't get it on last night. She just slapped me and went off with the security guard.
ITOLDUSO :  Ok. So do you want ENO for that tummy?
GREENIE: No. Then I'll have to go.. and the loo costs a buck to operate.
SCRATCHY: You use a loo....!!! We're Indian. We do it closer to nature.
GREENIE :Guys. This banter is not helping.
SCRATCHY: Quick - get to cover and let'er ripppp!
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Guts and Brains

Thursday, July 02, 2009
Ever so rarely one comes across a well thought out experiment that begs you to think
Ok - So it also made me want to write!
This is the age old fight between the left brain and the right brain, between Spocks Logic and Kirks gut feeling.  It's been raging for time immemorial and no clear winners have emerged. It also depends on what you're looking for.

Are you looking for the "RIGHT" thing?
Are you looking to find what fits "BEST"?
Both tracks move down seemingly parallell lines... but they never meet.
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It was much easier as a child when experience didn't cloud the GUT or BRAIN. It was so much simpler to go the RIGHT way or be wary of mommy when you knew that some mischief was at hand.

Take a walk...
We constantly tell ourselves that wrong is right and then one day the lines get blurred to the extent that our GUTS guide us wrong.

But inside of me I believe.. I know what is RIGHT and WHAT'S NOT. There's always something around to motivate me to take a middle path than the one that's right. WHY?
morning clouds.... no respite from the heat
Maybe it's the easier way out.
Maybe my brain would have me believe that there's no other way out.
.. but always, a nagging feeling in my gut, hidden deep inside... tells me what I refuse to hear.
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Tuesday, June 30, 2009
What's your value?
No - I'm not talking in terms of money. That's the easiest one to assess. I'm talking intangible stuff.... the kind that us difficult to measure with basic metrics... but the value that you crave for.

What's our value to those around you?
To your family, friends, colleagues and those you interact with on a regular basis.

Does your word count for anything at all?

Does it sound like they hear you or they listen to you?

Do they care enough to listen to you?

Are your intentions always suspect?

Are you always compared with successful people and it's no wonder they always come out ahead?

Can you do anything right(AT all)?

Is everything your fault or can blame be shared with god and nature?

ARE you loved?
... or even feel like you're being loved.

The first question was the subject of this exercise. The following eight were more specific. I don't have to put down a guide here for analyzing the quiz. If you read the pos completely and it made sense... I'm sure you have the final analysis in your head too.

The rest is upto..... well depends on your answers.... they could be right - you could be responsible for all the crap that's around!!!
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Friday, June 26, 2009
Human nature, like the english language is driven by the Four emotions - assertive, interrogative, imperative & exclamatory.
The lonely boatman
Humpty dumpty sat on a wall. - Assertive
Girl married Boy. - More assertive
He had the best time of his life. - Exclamatory
Ohh! This was not the end of it. - Exclamatory
What happened thereafter? - Interrogative
Be quiet. -Imperative
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. - Assertive (well not really... )

.... you know the rest of that story

Life requires us to interact with fellow humans, canines, bovines and the like.
It’s important that our actions akin to sentences have a well defined Subject and a Predicate.

The earth revolves around the sun..... (don’t you wonder what’s the subject and what’s the predicate)
We should profit by experience.  (... another trick question)
Edison invented the phonograph. (so we’re sure that Edison is definitely not the SUBJECT)
But sometime lines get blurred and we’re not quite sure what come first - the subject or the    predicate. We’re unsure on what’s more important.

The there’s the half baked story that we live with. We don’t know everything. But we think it’s enough - kinda like a PHRASE & CLAUSE system  Phrases like Half knowledge get you nowhere. We feel something based on something else and finalize our thoughts. It’s quite like saying, “in the corner”. Our half baked thoughts drive us to a corner.  The least you can do is talk it out... figure out the CLAUSEs in life. Clauses have some head and tail to latch onto.

.. now moving on to my favorite parts of speech.... Eight varied classes - from the noun to the verb, pronoun to adverb, the adjective and the preposition and interjection preceded by a conjunction.

Every human emotion is one of these....
The Kings men tried to lift HUMPTY DUMPTY - noun
Humpty was quite large - adjective
They could not lift him - verb
Life remains where you left it - pronoun
She pronounced judgment quite rapidly - adverb
I ran fast but I was not fast enough - conjunction
playing catch up
Alas! it’s too late - interjection
There is nothing left to say - preposition
Pecker on IRON
..... who’d have thought that life would end with a preposition!!
stop smoking
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