Believe me stress can do a lot to your sanity... :)
I was just praying that a fight should not start right then ..... people were complaining their heads silly... I was praying for deliverance from this situation... had a small tiff with hubby too so I was fuming silently and hungrily.... since rocky did not let me have more food... man i was so pissed... i think the whole situation was getting to us... he he !!
Anyway we had smooth roads from Satara to Pune and then the Pune Highway Traffic started. By the way my dream of going through the expressway did not realise since we enter Pune before the express way....
Because of the frustation on the highway our driver let out some of his anger on a truck driver who was not giving way by making the handyman open the door and flung an empty bisleri bottle while overtaking aggressively and cursing all at the same time... I was stunned at the behaivour and the bottle hit the truck driver &%&&&^%$#^@#%#$@Q$#@ right at his face and it was an expression worth observing... LOLOLOL
Well it was Christmas that day and it all seemed that my plans of enjoying the town would go down the drain. All I could hope for was to reach our friend's place safely.
At last after doing two tunnels and winding road in midst of the traffice I could see Pune nestled the lap of the mountains.. it looked to me like that from where we were entering Pune and well my first impression was well its just like Bangalore... just a wee bit more polluted and a WHOLE lot of two wheelers, especially Bajaj M80 and M50. This contraption was supposed to be the best thing in Pune and was used by majority of the locals....
Well after meeting friends Ranjan and Leena we had a scrumptious after lunch of chicken and rotis and I was starving... we chilled and just took in the breath that was of Pune's.
In the evening after all the excitement settled in we went to dinner at The Bounty's in Kalyani Nagar and this place seems to serve the best of the sizzlers and i was not disappointed. YUM YUM is not enough to explain it...
Friday December 26th 2003
Osho' Ashram and MG Road was on my itenary and well we took off in the morning on Ranjan's Pulsar. After sitting on bullets, pulsar was a bit on the uncomfortable side. But hey who is complaining as long as it takes me to places... LOL.
Well Osho's Ashram.... one word MAROONand SPACED OUT.
Traveller's Tip: if you going to Pune please avoid wearing maroon since the locals look at you ina wierd manner which you may not like. Maroon is exclusively for the Oshoites, a friend informed me !!
The guides were tired and had a very serious on the verge of rude expression in their faces and well we were told to keep silent for the 15 minute walk inside the ashram. I went through a couple of osho magazines and bought two just to have a feel about what this thing was all about. Got a pink I am on Tour label to stick on my dress and well was called for, "we want only pink labels coming in please".. had me wanting to burst out laughing.. but what the heck....
After a short video clip on Osho and his talks, we went around the campus. I noticed that the campus was very well designed and aesthetically pleasant. And there were people flowing in maroon robes inand out and with their own purpose... as I was walking with the group i saw a beautiful lady in maroon dancing wildly in her own way in the concrete floor which i think is a playground or something....
The funny part was that even though we were asked to keep silent, there was a huge commotion of converstaion all around.... I did not see the purpose... Auroville in Pondicherry also asks the people to keep silent but the surrounding is so silent that one would not like to talk too and there are always some genre of people who cannot stop conversing.... But silence in Osho was not a big deal as everybody was talking normally leading a normal life albeit in maroon.
Anyway, saw the auditorium from afar and it looked very imposing.. it was in the shape of a pyramid and it reminded me of the glass pyramid of Le Louvre in France.
So maroon was the highlight of the visit. Otherwise the people there are very helpful more so when you are a foreigner. They thought i was one and the moment I started talking in shudh Hindi they came to their normal pattern of conversation which was " I am not interested either way" Maybe if i would have behaved otherwise I would have got more info ... LOLOL.
Went to the German Bakery from there and had the famous Apfel Stroodle and Kase Kuchen but the quality sucked. I think the german cafe in Bangalore can boast of better quality food any day. Heard so much about it but my husband says that it is the hangout place for many and well majority were the hippy kind with large tatoos smoking dope and speaking a foreign tongue... In the process I saw some cool modified Bullets in the parking lot and made my day.
That afternoon we were off to Girivan.... where we had an amazing time for three days and 2 nights meeting friends and generally having a ball of a time with bonfires and stories from college. The reunion was about the "animal farm" my husband's Symbi classmates getting together after ten years... and what a reunion it was... Lot of chaos, authentic Maharashtrian food comprising of Bhaakhri, Pitla, Thetsa, Chicken curry,puranpoli,Kadi, etc, great service, exhange of humourous stories round the bonfire.... the works... I had a gala time clicking snaps.... finished off 5 reels...he he !!! Have to write a detailed account on that ...
Saturday, December 27th 2003
Long morning walks around the mountainous pathways, lemongrass tea, cricket match. exploration of the place and then a heavy lunch after which we went to Pawna Lake and could see the Tikkona fort from afar... was to exhausted to stay awake that night...
Sunday, 28th December, 2003.
After heavy goodbyes and promise of returning to meet up sooner than the usual ten years, we made our way to Pune and on the way my friend Leena ( Ranjan's wife) took me to the Osho Teerth park ... you can visit the park as a visitor from 3 to 6 in the morning and from 9 to 11 in the morning I think. The rest of the time is for the Oshoites. Well the park is a creative wonder... they have transformed a drain into a park... amazing. I was impressed with the work that they had put into this project.And it was worth the visit. Could not click any snaps... this park was an ideal place for couples who wanted to get away... and could see a lot of them huddles and doing whatnot hanky panky LOLOLOLOL !!! but heck thats life !!!
Boarded the bus At 7:00 pm and then reached Bangalore at 11am in the morning this time without any mishaps with the sound of Pyar to hona hi taaaaaaaaa ( Remo sings ta instead of "tha"), and Kuch kuch kota hai ringing in my ears.... Finally reached familiar ground namma Bangaluuru and man I was glad to be back home under blue skies and fresh air...
SIGH it was a good break !!! Am gearing for more in Jan.... to Goa we go on our bikes.... hopefully my bike is ok before that it is still being operated on in the garage... LOL...
Wishing all my friends a very happy new year !!
Sunday, a day of lazying and doing stuff that was pending over the week. For me Sunday means cooking good food, cleaning my closet, watching cartoons, going for movies, meeting friends and just being lazy...
One could hardly imagine an event that has left me shaken to the core..
I am a controlled and a careful rider and so is my husdand Rocky. But this
We were all geared up to meet a friend for breakfast and were on Banerghatta road.
Here I was sitting on the bike behind Rocks and imagining a great sunday when all of a sudden I hear a deadly screech and within moments I see Rocks going skidding almost totally under a Sumo and the bike making the terrible impact on the Sumo... I found myself skidding and trying to grab Rocks' jacket to save him from going totally under the vehicle but he is away from my reach and only my nails scrape his jacket... in a slow motion i see my husband going and hitting the Sumo and me just sliding with him and there is oil all over... SUddenly the motion stops and I am aware of people helping me and my husband and we trying to find a footing in the oil filled road.
I cross the road with my helmet still on and my leather jacket intact... and in the middle of the crowd my tall knight in shining armour stands up and gives me the thumbs up sign and I was never glad to see him stand tall and smiling... I could have died happily then ...
Seconds after that a Kinetic Honda with 4 people coming in fast skids in the same place and avoids the sumo somehow... i get another shock... it was too much to digest.. But in the commotion this family takes off waiting to heal in private I am sure. I hope they are doing fine.
Meanwhile when we make sure that everything is ok, we see that a huge length of the road has fresh oil spilled all over it and we were the first to ride through and landed in an accident which could have taken away more than we could imagine at a split second.
Must be grateful for the protective gear that we were wearing, helmets, leather jackets, good trousers and shoes... that saved us from a worse fate...
Thanks to the bullet club friends who arrived at the scene few moments later and helped load the bike and take it to the service centre. One of the members took us home and we had a great breakfast with a golden retriever( Carl) and a german shephered (Shandy) and my day did not look so bleak at all.. I just wanted to put my face into their thick coats and break down but had to be the brave little barua.. wish I could be a little gal once again and bawl my fears out... LOL.. Being an adult is tough sometimes...
Here are the lookalikes of the doggies (Carl and Shandy) who gave me so much solace yesterday... I love you guys...
The doggies knew I was feeling very wierd and well the fact they were very playful helped me erase the worst of the trauma... oh for the simple pleasures which makes one appreciate life some more... and what would the world be without friends...
Even though we were not riding long miles the very fact that we have ridden together kind of binds us into this brotherhood and it goes without saying that when one is down there are many to help you around...
I have been in a worse accident that could have taken my life but i did not feel so shaken as yesterday since I was alone at that time and well little to lose. Yesterday I have been made aware again that one can lose everything in a second. Just takes a second....
This in mind, we went home, relaxed and crash off in the night with some good Vodka .. eased the pain a little but now its GROAAANNNNNNNNNN !!!!
All is well that ends well and I am glad that I have been given yet another chance to spend this life in a healthy body. I thank the energies that have been looking after me... I thank the almighty which has given me my husband as a gift... i am so very proud of how he has handled the situation... i love you all the more for taking care of me and being my best freind and a solid pillar of support when I was going to break down...
i know we have miles to go and yes i do not want to give it up just so soon... Death is not something that i am afraid of. I am aware its another dimension which awaits me and everyone at some time but when this same death gets reflected in your close ones then I feel scared out of my guts...
Lets say I am more scared of losing than being lost.
For riders out there, always keep your gear on and ride safe...
Directed by Harold Becker and Starring Bruce Willis, Alec Baldwin, Miko Hughes, Chi McBride, Kim Dickens, Robert Stanton, Bodhi Elfman, Carrie Preston, Lindsay Ginter it was a good movie to catch on a Friday evening after dinner.
This movie has got a good story line by Lawrence Konner and Mark Rosenthal, based on Ryne Douglas Pearson's novel Simple Simon.
The story revolves round an autistic seven year old boy named Simon played by Miko Hughes who unknowingly deciphers a highly coded numer in a puzzle book and calls the number.
This happens to be the number of a top secret organization NSA working on a project Mercury the leader of the org being Lt Kudrow (Alec Baldwin).
As soon as the number is traced back to Simon's house all hell breaks loose and his parents get killed by the NSA agent. Simon gets away and in walks Arthur ( played by Bruce Willis). Willingly or unwillingly this undercover- not-so-undercover-anymore cop takes up the responsibility of taking care of the kid.
Thus starts the chase for the kid and just when you think that the kid will be caught, Arthur manages to save him and finally deliver him to a safe place amidst suspense, action and drama.
All in all its a good watch but it does not excel itself in the status of other movies like Enemy at the Gates.
Though there is enough suspense you can tell the outcome of each scene after a few seconds . Maybe one could have worked on the story somemore or made it more captivating.
The main villain does not have much of a role in the movie except for grimacing funnily. I like him so but was disappointed in him in this movie..
The star of the movie was Miko Hughes who played the character of Simon to the very hilt and he could give the rest of the stars a run for their money by his acting. The only other great actor who could do justice to an autistic personality was Dustin Hoffman in Rainman and in Awakenings.
I watched the movie since I did not watch it till then and well i did not miss that much. I had a choice between a silly hindi movie with unknown actors and this and well I naturally selected this...
In brief its light, its fast and its an okay movie!!!
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Well weekend is here !! yaba dabba doooooooooooooo
looking forward to catching some new movies, sleeping and of course food !! he he !!
I still remember how crazy we were when we were in school listening to these sounds ... drooling over George Michael and Andy something... i dont remember... they made a good team till George went solo...
Very often I can hear Careless Whispers... in my mind
Time can never mend
When careless whispers of a good friend
As the music dies
something in your eyes
calls to mind the silver screen
And its sad good byes
So am never gonna dance again
Guilty feet have got no rhythm
though its easy to pretend
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Ummm feel like slow dancing .... getting sentimental... remembering another song ....... as christmas comes near...
Last Christmas I gave you my heart
The next day you gave it away
This year I will save it from tears
I will give it to someone special
Once bitten and twice shy
I keep my distance but you still catch my eye
Tell me baby do you recognise me
Its been so long that it does not surprise...
The face of a lover with fire in his heart
A man under cover.....
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Sad that it all ended very soon ...
I sure do miss the beat...
these few tunes are reminding me of lazy afternoons after school when I used to chill with just good music and warm clothes and hot cuppa tea watching the sunset in my veranda in Shillong...
The fact is that I am feeling like going to the la la land of snoozes and these tunes were playing in my head so put it down... in the hope that i wake up and my boss does not catch me with doozy eyes !!!! Winter afternoons were made for cozying up ... !!! YEA !!
Ok Friday is here .. *BLINK* i am wide awake now !!!
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PS: by the way the African soiree was boring to say the least ... Could have stayed home and had a few vodkas.... HUH !! Anyway, now I know i shall stay away from funny soirees... BLURB !!
Today is my third wedding anniversary and it seems that time has flow past just like that... hoping to make many more good memories !!
This is our bike and this snap was taken on our monsoon ride to Kerela and back. We were in the midst of a forest and somebody's brake got jammed...
So we all stopped for a break... absolute silence except for the crickets cackling and the wind whistling by.... it was erie and wonderful moment... just seconds after i clicked this snap, we were bombarbed with huge raindrops all of a sudden out of nowhere... it was amazing !!!
This snap is just to remind me that very soon we will be on the road again and well I am very excited !!
Yipee do dai oooooooooo
Just was passing through some photos and up came this photo of this church where I used to go often when i was a student. Feeling a wee bit nostalgic so thought I would post it on my blog...
This is a famous Catholic church in Shillong which is known for its architecture and its beauty. My association with this structure would be from the age of 10 when we used to taken there often by convent sisters for masses and other prayer meetings... my school was just around the block so it was very convenient for our sisters too...
Memories of a long distant land... always seem to make me feel blessed that I had been there in a time long forgotten !!! SIGH !!!
By the way notice the bullet at the corner of the photo. This snap was taken by a biker friend who had the guts to travel the North East alone on his bike. Mr Gaurav Janni who is the lead of the 60KpH bullet-enfield group fame. By the way their article was published on the latest issue of Femina... The article was mainly about this group riding to Leh and back and about this gal, Niccolita who took her Bullet ( which was the oldest one among the gang) and her riding experience... If I am not mistaken, she is the first Indian woman to ride the himalayas in her bullet...
Man I so wish i can do that soon !! Praying that one ride happens before time runs out !!