This place still sucks… All these months away, I had expected atleast some improvement but no!! Yes, there are changes, but no improvements. The traffic is as bad and the roads worse. Riding a bike is a pain in this city. The other day, I was almost run over by a tram. Yes, the tram tracks are on the road itself. Whenever it rains, the traffic situation becomes much worse. It’s also hot, humid and dirty.
The only thing good in this city is Someplace Else, the pub at Park Hotel. With Live bands playing every night and booze not very expensive, it’s a great place. The Hip Pockets play there wednesdays and fridays. They are a treat to listen to. They play all the classics and Pink Floyd numbers.
Also, I like cruising along St. George’s Gate road at night. The traffic is measly and you get a beautiful view of driving along the Hoogly river.
Anyways, getting tired of inactivity and boredom. Trying to accumulate the will to start going to the gym and hopefully, will go on Monday.
Block..
Life’s in the dumps..
Lately, life’s in the dumps. If it weren’t for a few good things happening in my life right now, I would surely have gone over the edge. Never was the unpredictable nature of life more apparent than it is now. Somethings happen which you never expect 🙂 , somethings which you expect surprisingly don’t happen 🙁 . The worst thing is that you don’t know why you’re down. You sometimes realize your mistakes but then it’s too late to correct them. Sometimes, you don’t even know what went wrong. Three things really help to keep yourself going in the order of preference- Friends, Music and Chocolate. The company of friends is like a magic cure for such things. But surely, the most difficult part of life is making choices. How you wish someone could help you with difficult choices in life but realization dawns in that it’s only you who has to decide and then face the consequences. People may help you a lot in making those choices but it’s only you who has to bear the consequences.
It’s further depressing that I’m writing this instead of studying for my sessional tomorrow. So I think I’ll be off now to study…
Cleaning drive
Sood Sahib!!
This is dedicated to my illustrious roommate Mr. Arpit Sood, or Sood Sahib, or Spidey 2.1 as most of us know him… And also, the third CEO of a multinational bank. This is about all the things that he does (mostly excessively):-
Arey Sood Sahib to bahut:-
- Khate hai (Eats a lot)
- Style marte hai (Shows a lot of style)
- Chillate hai (Shouts a lot)
- Uthate hai (Lifts a lot)
- Samjhate hai (Makes people understand a lot)
- Bolte hai (Talks a lot)
- Chidte hai (Gets pissed off a lot)
- Pyaar karte hai (Loves a lot)
- Ignore marte hai (Ignores people a lot)
- Gussa hote hai (Gets angry a lot)
- Aur bhi bahut kuch karte hai 😉 (Does a lot of other things)
I would like to thank Sood Sahib to give his humble permission to write this post. God bless him..
Happy Birthday Vishal!!
Happy Birthday dude!!! I think it was 2002 we last met. You moved to some other country and were lost without trace. I have tried in vain to find you over the last so many years. Tried everything but you seem to have vanished off the face of the earth or at least the internet. I still remember your birthday though and wish you a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
Cheers to all the fun time we had together!!! Miss your dog jeanie, your playstation and most of all you!!
Favourite songs
Here are the songs I am listening to most these days:-
- Wonderful Tonight – Eric Clapton
- Inside Out – Bryan Adams
- Wasted Time – Eagles
- I can’t tell you why – Eagles
- The Sad Cafe – Eagles
- Heartache Tonight – Eagles
- Last Christmas – George Michael
- Nothing’s gonna change my love for you – George Benson
- Don’t Cry – GnR
- Echoes – Pink Floyd
- Cars n Girls – Prefab Sprout
- Still Loving you – Scorpions
- Islands in the stream – The Beegees
- Neon Lights – Kraftwerk
United 93
Went for movie today afternoon show. The movie was United 93. Since the reviews were good on yahoo movies, decided to give it a try. The movie infact was quite OK. But the thing that made it intolerable was the shaking camera. Maybe the Cameraman had Parkinsons or maybe they did it deliberately to spice up the movie but the results were horrible. By interval, everyone had a headache and I felt like throwing up. Some people even decided to go beat up the guy who operates the projector. I contented myself with going off to sleep and waking up much later feeling much fresh. Epilepsy patients beware! The constant screen shaking and the bright flashing lights may trigger an attack.
Rest, life is boring. Spending most of my money on bowling which I am now addicted to. Have return tickets to nagpur for the 18th but may run out of patience early and go back before 18th.
Rest, life is boring. Spending most of my money on bowling which I am now addicted to. Have return tickets to nagpur for the 18th but may run out of patience early and go back before 18th.
Exams Over..
Well, exams are finally over. So here we are, lazing around in the evening with nothing in mind. So what do we do? We head out for a long drive of course. There’s nothing like a long drive to refresh your mind and uplift your spirits.
So, off we went to Wardha Road at a steady speed of 50 kmph. I have to say that driving at a speed of 50-60 is much more enjoyable than going crazy and twisting the throttle off. We drove for about 60 kilometres, stopped at a dhaba and ate like pigs. We had paneer parathas, curd and lots of butter. After we were almost bursting at our seams, we started our journey back. At this point, the cold almost killed me as I was without a jacket wearing just a measly sweater.Got back to Nagpur in an hour to have hot coffee at shanky. Also clocked 30,000 kms on my bike on the way back.
Was dead tired when some friend called us to his place for bakar(useless conversation). Did bakar till 2:30, came back and fell asleep.
Woke up at 6 in the morning dying of hunger. Had an accident a few days ago, hurt my shoulder then. Didn’t think about it much but it was hurting bad now. Went in the freezing cold to shanky to finish off 3 plates of poha. Came back just in time to watch the sun rise, had a painkiller and writing this blog waiting for the pain to subside.
Well, I’m off to sleep now. God knows when I’ll wake up. Good Morning!
Brain Damage
The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me ’til I’m sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.