Friday, December 18, 2009

tic toc.. tic toc

i can hear it.. tic toc tic toc..
its being going on for ..forever i guess
like a seconds hand.. moving steadily
tic toc tic toc tic toc

every night i hear it
but i never registered it
like so many other things that become part of the scenery
selective cognisance.. or Reticular Activation System perhaps

anyway.. it still goes on .. tic toc tic toc
like a clock you would think
just like a clock

but.. strange thing is.
i dont have a clock in my home
really have to someday find then what makes this noise.

Cityscape

i have always hoped that i would get to live in many cities.. that i would meet many people, know many people, that i would try many new things. that experiences would make me wise...

all crap :)

anyways, i do still like the feeling of a new city though cant really say i would prefer change from the comfort of a settled life in a comfortable place..

so.. i was recently going thru old stuff, photos, documents and all.. and was reminded of the places i have lived in.. and each place there are a few memories that outshine others.

for instance in Kochi it is memories of my mother, still young with her hair still black. Smiling over me. I remember Kochi as a Small, Rich place.. with the childrens park, and the toy steam boats they sold outside the park. the city of my birth, Kochi is filled with memories of my family, because that was the last time my entire family lived together. I remember my school, even fleeting memories of the kintergarden.

Chennai - Huge, Smelly, Hot and Lost. Chennai should be a place where i am comfortable, but it is not. I completed school and college there, i made my first real friends, lost frieds to tragedy, rode my first bike, felt first attractions.. all here. But the place is still alien to me. unpleasant memories crowd out the pleasant ones

Dubai - Dark, Sexy, dangerous dubai.. smell of freedom.. the first time i was free. my first salary. first of so many things.. Each moment i spent there was amazing, i was happy and free. I worried about a career, about coming back.. but i was happy. most memories of Dubai is under the night sky, perhaps because i worked most of the days there. dint see much of the sun!

Ruwi, Oman - Serious, commercial and Direct.. First serious responsibilities in my life. learnt i could do what i wanted in life. that there were no limits.

Abu Dhabi - Crazy, Loonie and Fun. Among the loons of Abu dhabi i decided to come back to India do an MBA. Dont know why but this phase transformed me.

Pune - Calm, Young and Old both, Suave. the MBA! the less said the better, but two years well spent. friends i made for a lifetime.

Bangalore - Fast, Fun and Intelligent.. The bright little city which crowds so many experiences into so short a time for me. Different people, different places, and the things i did should again give me things to think of for a lifetime. Overall with the MBA experience makes me a different person. I aint the same guy who joined school

Mumbai - Fast Timeless ecstatic, truly a city that never sleeps. my memory of this is mainly of running somewhere or the other with luggage.. and of course some special memories

Madurai - Conservative, Dubious, Pathetic. The worst city or rather a town i have had the misfortune to live in, perhaps the most pathetic time i have had in my life. hated it. Such stupid people with their pseudo morals and conservatism.. idiots
Gurgaon - Insane, dusty and abusive. never lived in a place where the dichotomy of rich and poor is more visible. the middle path that we see everywhere else cant be seen here. You either drive a car, or you are poor enough to be forgotten. Malls and Skyscrapers sitting in dust. and yes the office and 8 hours of it.


hey.. oh hi!

it s again been a while since my last post. not that i forgot u.. blog :) not at all that i was too busy for you.. just that i had nothing to say.
being able to share a long pause.. a silence in the conversation.. isnt that the sign of good friends :P
talking to a blog.. would that be a sign of lunacy? maybe i should get a dog.. or perhaps a cat.

though i never had pictured in my mind what work life would be like, post the MBA, i assumed that it would be busy. That the day would be full of intellectual rigor, performance measured, compared.. data would flow in and out of excel, there would be a team where i started as an equal., these were kind of assumed, never expected.. nor imagined.

:) funny eh..



Sunday, November 1, 2009

She looked so beautiful

Here she comes
Beauty plays the clown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown

Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day

Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown


Is there a time to run for cover
Is there a time for different colours
Different names you find it hard to spell
Is there a time to believe you can't feel

Here she comes
In a new dress
Here she comes
To go away again


You say that the river
Finds the way to the sea
And like the river
You shall come to me
Beyond the borders
And the thirsty lands
You say that as a river
Like a river...
Love shall come
Love...
And I'm not able to pray anymore
And I cannot hope in love anymore
And I cannot wait for that love anymore)


Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Sham

One thing i realize now.. not a completely new feeling but one that seems to reinforce with time is that i like north india more than the south
it is a strange thing, for it does not mean i dont like people from s.india.. i do. but not d whole lot.. in the sense, most of my best friends are from there. i love my mallu chums, feel at home with them. i like the language.
yet.. bring enough people from that land to have a city or a town and then suddenly i hate it. people are drab and boring and backward !
maybe i like south when it is takn out of the south.. in the sense that people living there get drawn into that culture and i dont feel like i belong there.
anyways..

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Camera acitivity

I got a new Lens.. ! a sigma 18-200. apart from being bankrupt and lugging around a heavier camera and a lighter purse i am also going to Amritsar this weekend, the virgin trip for the lens with the Golden Temple and the Wagah border.
i got rid of the older lens in a switch deal.
i hope to be back with new (and hopefully) better photos on flickr.