Thursday, 8 March 2007

Best Moments in life (Part 1)


I can never really tell my best moments in life from the worst, coz my worst moments have in one way or the other have been responsible for my best ones....!!confusin??

Let me explain:
# the day the bastards whom i to stood up for stabbed my back i realised never to trust an opportunist.
# the day my dad refused to buy me a brand new bike, i got my Yamaha RX100 (second hand).
# the day i decided i didnt wanna go to THE USA, i came to UK instead, better still to Scotland.

Well there are 100's more like the above instances but its ironic that my best moments have alwayz followed a cock up.

Cherished memories of the following instances will forever be embedded in my memory:
*first college bunking to go to the movies.
*first trip with my new pals to Kovai kuttralam(Waterfalls)
*first accident and the subsequent coverup(wud never forget Lushan chipping in with money for the repairs)
*first time i drove my bike to college, tearing down the highway
*first mass bunk of our class to ooty(innumberable trips thereafter).
*trips to Videghi falls(with classmates and then with my other gang)
*mass bunkin to Bangalore in Lush's Bolero and Harish's Matiz.
*trips to Kodaikanal, Valparai(Pollachi).
*college farewell

Tuesday, 6 March 2007

The land of Scots


Glasgow City is a classic example of victorian architecture combined with modern buildings. Glaswegians are typically Scots who hate the English, not like their Edinburgh counterparts who have a more pro-england attitude. I like the Scots for who they are, friendly, not hard working and fiercely independent(tho' scotland is not an independent country), they are proud of their country and their drinking culture and ofcourse their fanatical football teams(Rangers & Celtic).

Glasgow is a city teeming with pubs and European crowd, mainly Polish(characterised by uniquely good looking women). You also get a lot of European students who study in the various famous universities like Uni. of Glasgow, Uni of Strathclyde, Uni of Paisley(thats my uni, had to add it outta compulsion though its no way as gud as the others!!) Then there are the asians mainly Pakistanis who runs the various 'Indian' restaurants/take aways, Warehouses and Corner shops. You will not find many Guju's and Punjabis like u find in London tho' they are a sizable population.

Id driven pretty much coast-to-coast of UK and Scotland is by far the most awe-inspiring and beautiful place u cud drive across. The Highlands have some of the most jaw-dropping places on the face of the Earth and its tourism service is upto the task of promoting even a small stream as a Waterfall!!

The only hazzard as such in Scotland are the 'junkies', they are real entertaining folks, but if u observe them from a distance. Go anywhere close when they are in their element and u've had it, they wud chew ur face off!! Oh, junkies are basically addicts,drunk, jobless guys/gals who depend on gov. benefits. They are amazing guys who wud even part with their roll-n-sausage but not with their rollups(tobacco rolled in a paper).

Edinburgh, the other twin is a real snob, so are the ppl, just like their English counterparts, bloody arrogant bastards. Its very touristy but nothin like Glasgow which has far more friendly people and a real metro feel, not to mention the fashionable girls ;)

Saturday, 10 February 2007

Stevo-the man!!

Its something which totally blew me off my mind, Steven my manager was walking around with a couple of bin bags around my cabin. I didnt mind coz i know he is eccentric et times but peering above to his desk i noticed that one of the cleaners was sitting in his cabin...eh??..wat the fuck is happenin?? a manager waking around the floor with bin bags and a cleaner sitting in his chair!! Well, apparently the cleaner was not well and my manager decided to empty the bins and clear out the tables on her behalf. This he did not to gain any positive remarks from his collegues but just out of 'human-ness'. I could literally see the gratitude the cleaner felt towards Steven.

Steven could have been like any other manager, not bothering to care abt the poor lady and go about his business but he went out of the way to help this lady whom he might never have noticed the day before. I was literally awe stuck by the guys attitude, actions speak louder than words so they say, we know eveybody is gud at heart but who really does go outta the way to help people? very few indeed.

I've worked in India and Abroad and there is one fundamental difference, dignity of labour. Steven respected the Cleaner for her duty and vice versa, there is no High level and Low level here whereas in India we find a vast hierarchy and people being looked up/down upon depending on the type of job. Guess we'll have to live with it. Im pretty sure i wont find many-a-Stevens in India.

Tuesday, 2 January 2007

Motorway madness.........

Its 2:30 am and raining cats and dogs and i cant see yards ahead of my bonnet, yet im tearing down the motorway towards Glasgow back from Edinburgh's Hogmany. Everything around me is blurd, the dials, signals, lanes everything, never have i been so non-connected to the car, im usually a very passionate driver, i literally talk to my car but today feels so very different. Im not concentrating enough, its only wen my friend in the passenger seat shakes me from my dream world that i come to my senses.

So wat am i thinking abt, wats so fuckin eating my brains?? Id never felt so kinda strange after a New Years party, my brain just keeps harking back to the previous yrs, the people ive been close to, the people who have ment a lot to me then/now, the people who pulled the rug beneath my feet.....loads of things running in my mind, clogged with unnecessary thoughts and emotions.

When i sit down and really think abt the previous couple of yrs its been a big 'learning curve'. Ive learned a lot, matured my thinking process, been wounded, bruised and tourtured(all mentally). Now im more measured, all that bashing has really made me take a 'U' turn in life and made me stare at the real wicked face of reality. Time is the biggest healer and also is the biggest teacher.

Saturday, 30 December 2006

Saddam, hanged.

President Saddam Hussain is dead, hanged. Americans have done away with another of their iconic creations on the lines of Osama bin Laden and many other tyrrants and dictators. Ever wondered why Saddam who was a poster boy of the US was hunted down and hanged? To hell with the Americans, their greed for world domination, oil and "Big Brother" attitude is fuelling hatred and fear.

Bush might look like a real fcuked up clown with his many famous impersonations and jokes but that man runs the world, every damn move he makes is how he wants them. He is the worlds' policeman having his toes and fingers in every countries arse. He runs the world the way he wants the world to run, is that bastard not clever??

Let me give u a few points to ponder over these imperialistic nations who have not yet given up on imperialism:

# Terrorism was introduced to the world by British and American intelligence to counter Russian Commuism.
# Saddam was a creation of the US to counter Iran's clerial and radical adventures
# George H Bush, was the director for a bank which fuelled the Nazi war machine during the Second World War.
# Geroge W Bush, Donald Rumsfeld and a host of other top american politicians have stakes in Zapata Oil which was created by Geroge HW Bush.

Ironically these countries now strive to for world-peace by being the largest producers of arms and ammunitions which they export via their many arms dealers to third world countries like Sudan, Somalia and rest of Africa and South America to fuel insurgency and civil war.

So where is the world heading to? Im clueless, US is and will remain a potent force for many years to come. Thankfully this is the clowns' last term as president but there will be more clowns to take his place coz US has a govt. inside a govt. Its aspirations of world domination has just started. We just have to wait and watch as the drama unfolds. The clowns in a stars and stripes will keep clowing around and we wont realise until our arse is on fire just like Iraq's.

Thursday, 28 December 2006

Sensitivity? WTF??

Guyz are considered to be the insensitive lot, they tend to forget b'days, due dates and wat not. Yeah, gurls are sensitive....accepted, but only when it comes to themselves. They are NOT sensitive to things/people which are outside their perimeter of acceptance. I might not be old enough to make psychological assumptions but im definitely not a lame duck to accept preconcieved notions that 'girls are the sensitive lot'.

As far as i can see, girls have this unique ability to block out things/people their consider no-longer wanted entirely from their brain box. It is truly an amazing achievement for a gender which is considered 'soft, gentle and sensitive'. Im not sacarstic, its just that im in awe abt the female species which so famously keeps cribbing abt our sensitivity or rather the lack of it.

Im aware people wud disagree with me on this particular post but i dont give a flying fudge!! Girls are insensitive, they are sensitive enough only when the issue of sensitivity concerns themselves.

Monday, 25 December 2006

The Gang, tkns to Orkut

There used to be this group of guyz/gals who used to hang around, I wont mention the names its really not necessary. I wont forget our trips to Koval Kuttralam, Videghi Falls, etc. We were a really nice group of teens in their prime enjoyin life until we split for reasons unknown. After the gang split i really didnt think in my faintest imagination that all of us would again end up on Orkut and be in touch again. This post is not just to talk abt The Gang but abt Orkut.

Apart from The Gang, all my long lost friends suddenly appeared outa nowhere, tkns to Orkut. And hey, im not over-reacting, i never knew it wud be humanely possible for me to establish any sort of communication with them cosidering some of the guyz i lost touch with were 10 -12 yrs bac!!!

Technology is something which we have taken for granted, my dad was dumbstruck wen i told him abt Orkut and my long lost frends. He felt sad that his generation is past that stage. We are the privileged generation of ipods, mobiles, Playstations and wat not.