What is it that makes me get on this thing?

After a gap of 92 days am back with another post..This is about something which i had experienced in my stay at Noida which was a temporary one..
Noida is a place which is a lot different from our very own Chennai..not only the food we eat, people are different from that of Chennai but it's also the mode of transportation that is different..People mostly travel by the metro train which is both fast to commute and cheap...the metro train is preferred over the buses ( which appears in such a way that the pamphlet in the Asian paints ad can be replaced by pictures of these buses) and the second most preference is given to the cycle rickshaws.Aahh!!! the very thought of these rickshaws makes my stomach quiver..
A ride in these rickshaws would make people drop the idea of mounting a roller coaster..the thrill obtained is indescribable ( it's something that should be felt)..So am here with my experiences of traveling by the cycle rickshaw,something which is very ordinary but memorable..
So it was a weekend and myself and two of my friends were on a shopping spree..after going through the nook and corner of the atta market and having a proper dinner (which happened in rare occasions) we decided to get back home or rather the guest house..Now one thing which i have to mention is that finding a rickshaw is highly difficult as the process involves the task called "bargaining"..so after ten minutes of bargaining we finally mounted onto a rickshaw..
The journey begun slowly and we were busy chatting about the wonderful evening which we had..initially we were very much engrossed in the conversation that we had failed to notice that the driver of the rickshaw was Michael Schumacher's brother..he was so quick that he started overtaking the cars on the road.. At the course of time he lost track of the fact that three people were sitting at the back of his seat and he went into such a state that he became deaf to my friend's wailing and he paid no attention to my 'bhaiya sambhalke' (careful bro)...Now cycle rickshaws in Noida were mostly in a pathetic state..The driver turns left , the rickshaw would turn right and we lost the count of the number of such jerks produced..the speed was unimaginable and shuddery and all that i could hear was my heart thumping..The situation went out of control and all that we could do was pray that we would reach the guest house safely..

One thing that should be accepted is that these men are experts in handling the wagon..after 25 scary minutes we finally got down at the guest house paying 30 bucks for the ride..Now i must say that the ride was one of the most freakiest i had ever experienced in my life..something i had grown out of, but never recovered from.

A new journey..a new destination...

Responsibilities are nothing but social force that binds us to the courses of action demanded..one such force kept me away from writing a blog but then am back with another post ending the sabbatical...

As i was busy travelling day and night which is my daily routine i kept thinking as to what to write about and one day as i was pondering i got the answer.. Now my daily travel routine includes stampede of various degrees,getting almost dismantled like Vicky of 'Small Wonder', improving my probability capabilities as to who would be the next one to get down so that i could get a seat..sometimes i get lucky but at times i dont..i keep meeting new kinds of people in the bus, but everyday is a new struggle..a new journey..Okay then let me stop the rantings about my pitiable bus journey..that isnt what i'm intended to write..

This thing happend a few days back..It was 7.45 am and as i was listening to Shreya Gosal's voice(in bahara)and gazing outside the window of the bus i suddenly noticed something interesting out of the corner of my eye, yes it was really captivating.The thing i saw made me speechless..there were three children maybe 10 or 12years of age and they were conversing insign language..yes sign language and they were special children who were deaf and dumb i suppose. They were so much engrossed in their conversation and they appeared very happy. They were confined to their own world and they had put on their best behaviour without bothering anybody.

Now this was really surprising because those children seemed to be very happy although they have major drawbacks and all that we do is complain and brood that things arent the way we want it to be.We normal human beings forget our manners at times and are filled with characteristic traits such as jealousy,anger, self conceitedness and what not..you name any sour quality and everyone of us would have surely experienced that at one point or the other..
Why is it that people can accept others the way they are and find ways to make things better and lead a merrier life..People even forget to smile or acknowledge someone and the worst part is that it becomes an unintentional activity..Humour is forgotten and people get subjected to something called stress which is nothing but a bogus..

I think it's time for us to wake up and lead life the way it has to be lead like spending time with our loved ones, stop making comparisons or brood about something that doent exist. Why dont we take things easier?? why dont we jus let go off things that arent necessary?? I would say that everything is upto us and the answer lies within us..I would like to end this post with the song from the popular series of the 70's that Ron Howard used to sing about 'Happiness'

"Goodbye grey sky, hello blue,

cause nothing can hold me when I hold you.
Feels so right it can't be wrong,

Rockin' and rollin' all week long"

Lets just make a difference making things around us more merrier and lively !!!!!!!

Mission articulation

Today being "World EARTH day" i just thought of writing about few things which is happening around us and things which need to be brought to focus..

As we all know,summer's in and so is the scroching heat.The thing which am going to write about happened on one summer morning(approximately two weeks back). It was at around 7.30am in the morning and i had just returned home from my morning walk.Absent mindedly i picked up my landline to ring up my dad,the blank response provided to me by my telephone made me realise that our telephone connection was out of order(and it wasnt new to me)..

Cursing the telephone department(they hadnt paid much attention to our complaint) i headed to the kitchen to drink water and after few minutes i had realised that something wasnt right. The burner in the kitchen was on but the flame wasnt. I was astonished to know that the gas cylinder's life span had ended.Bringing this to the notice of my mom,we decided to change the cylinder. After struggling for 20 odd minutes i was finally successful in turning on the new cylinder,only in vain.

With the satisfaction of having fixed it i began reading the news paper and after few minutes i just started getting odd sounds,like that of the engine of an airplane and it was from the kitchen. I was baffled when i came ot know that the cylinder was a faulty one and the person from the gas agency didnt provide a satisfiable answer to our ailment and the response was frustrating. What would a family eat when there isnt the avilability of fire to cook the food ,early in the morning??

Unknowing that the worst part was yet to come i switched on the tv. It was around 8.45am and withing a span of five minutes the most deadliest of everything occured - the power shutdown.It was the shutdown for the monthly maintenance(that's what they have named it) and it was the most unexpected one because it had occured for the second consecutive week.

This is quite common in most of the places, but such an incident is disturbingly provocative. We were put in a worst state which the people of the stone-age wouldnt have experienced. I felt as though i was living in the era which occured before the flinstones. We were practically deprived of food,electricity and the power to communicate with the outside world.

For us it was manageable due to the presence of mobile phones to contact people,vechicles to drift to places where the power existed but it's hard to think about the plight of people who down own such contraptions.

We have neared the mid of 2010 and 2020 isnt far away. With such an irresponsible resource handling we lag an ecological approach to the management of these resources. We have the inertia of past habits, unsustainable habits.The gas agencies still stick on to the age old cylinders which are not women friendly ( a woman is the one who's at home most of the time-using it).The electricity board shutting down power every now and then in the name of power consumption or what-so-ever.In countries like China(our counter part) the power cut had previously occured on september 2009 but arent they moving towards worthwhile achievements which are the result of many little things done in a single direction and not to leave out the telephone department which is busy developing 3g services or whatever when most of the wired connections are at stake!! How on earth would India develop in such conditions?????

Something must be done to kindle the resource which we havent harvested in the minds of the people.We do not allow them to disperse because we've been ignorant of their value and that resource is nothing but "AWARENESS"!!! ( i guess it's time to call Captain Planet)

SUBLIME PARTS OF LIFE...

I wonder why some of life's best moments always occur at the end of something..It isnt only at my case but i suppose every one would have come across such instances.One such thing and the most memorable one is my college industrial visit (sort of actually ;) ) or rather the final year tour..It was one of the best moments of life with all the fun and frolic and i really should thank my friends who made it happen and we had the time of our lives..

DAY 1: It all started on march 3rd at 3pm in the noon when we boarded the train..it was just as usual the just four of us in a compartment and the train having started we began laying zoom(our fav musical game) and it was as splendid as ever and gave the same effect as playing in the class during the boring lectures lol [:P]. So the game continued till 7pm and then after dinner(which was equivalently enjoyable) we started our game of cards with the rest of our classmates and it turned out to be really hilarious ( me being really bad at playing cards) we winded up the game after playing it for an hour or so and then the night ended(deliberately) after long hours of chatting..but then we had to wake up at 2 in the morning and after getting down at Ernakulam(Kerala) we boarded a bus to munnar..boy oh boy finally we were able to sleep for a while and after getting down at Munnar and boarding at the restaurant we started for the munnar trip. the place was similar to Otcamund with all the dams,lake and tea estates and we ended visiting all the places..

Here comes the best part of the trip - 'CAMP FIRE' it was indeed better than the previous one with all the dancing and jumping around..little tornado created her effect with her fantabulous dance performance and the day ended with hoopla and we somehow managed to squeeze into that single bed to get our forty winks properly..

DAY 2: The next day we started off to Vega Land,the most exciting place in Kerala and after three hours of bus travel(and dancing ) we reached vegaland.The first ride was a very normal one..Caterpillar -the ride for kids but we did make to it after the long queue(the place was flocked with school and college students) after finishing it we got to the next ride.I guess it the ride of vegaland,it was terrible experience and the ride was as deadly as it's name-Monster's mix(or something like that)..had Newton seen that ride he would have written another theory for the gravitational force coz the people were taken in all kinds of axes-x,y,z,a,b,c..bla bla in mid air.The worst and best part of Vegaland was that every deadly ride lasted for 10 solid minutes(PHEW!!) and after that some sort of a ride we made it to windmill(a breezy one) and then we stormed into water world-the hub of water rides.

So we made it to most of the rides-the snake ride,pendulum,family ride,water splash and then we headed to the wave pool and after having the time of our lives there we managed to complete the other rides like the pressure cooker one(that's what i named it ;)),ranger(it took us upside down three times for 30secs) the musical one and having completed all the rides we headed towards the exit..

I would like to quote this 'A happy childhood can't be cured. Mine'll hang around my neck like a rainbow, that's all, instead of a noose'

DAY 3: It was the third day of the trip and we still had energy stored in for more fun and excitement and with the same notion we made it to Atrampalli Falls..nature was at it's best with the rocks and little streams of water forming the falls it was a beautiful sight.After spending time in the falls we started off to our next destination - Cherai Beach. It was a typically an Arabian sea beach with all the rocks and the water a bit darker than the one in our city(Chennai). The breeze was mesmerising and after spending time in the beach we ended that day's trip and headed back to our rooms.

DAY 4 : Time played it's tricks. All of a sudden it was the last day of our trip and we decided to make the most out of it.So our first destination of Chotanikara Temple(2hrs from Aluva) and after the wonderful darshan and lunch we headed straight to the ferry. We had booked it for three hours and the boat started sailing slowly.We got to see the Chinese fishing,some dolphins(can never forget your doubt Sand :) ) and few of the ships in the harbour we went to an archaeological museum which preserved all he belongings of the Rajas' of Kerala during the Dutch peroid.The next place was Synagog-the ancient Dutch church and crossing the Jew streets we reached the completed pur ferry journey and reached the Ernakulam city.

This was another memorable part of the trip as we(only the four of us) got to see a beautiful sight.A mall situated at the marine drive. Though it wasnt like the malls of our city it really was better than the streets which resembled the ones in T-nagar.After shooting hell lotta pics we headed to the train realising that the trip had come to an end."We do not remember days; we remember moments."

These four days were one of the best moments of my life. It was sad that the trip had come to an end very quickly although it had begun slowly.We ended up having fun forgetting all the sour moments of life making beautiful memories which will always be etched in my mind forever.To look backward for a while is to refresh the eye, to restore it, and to render it the more fit for its prime function of looking forward.

I should thank my three best friends for making my college life a mellifluous ballad. Maybe i wouldnt have told this fact to them or maybe i am not that much of an expressive person but this is my token of affection and gratitude for them...

So i dedicate this blog especially for them..for those three beautiful people who will always be special to me no matter what.."It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment"