Sanity

"Sanity is the last refuge of the unimaginative"

To Dreams

Picture By National Geographic.


I saw this image while trolling the net a few days back. I dont know about you but the image says a lot about the Ray and i believe it shows degrees of intelligence and the need to step out of the box, that most humans lack. the Sting ray is one of the most graceful creatures of the sea. but apparently this ray is not happy being the king of the domain it surveys. haven't you ever felt the urge to step out do some thing different break out of the rat race. I think i understand waht made this magestic creature do what it is doing. here is to dreams and their fullfillment. :D

Wanted

Need One Night In Bangkok by Murray Head.
Its Desperate... any one please

New Lid



I am Getting a new bike next week and to mark the occasion i got a new lid. oh and thats tubby next to it. :P ciao its a Cross GP X

TO Do List

U got to bold what u have done
01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula (Not a tarantula but a spider about an inch big )
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said “I love you” and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise(with friends Parathas and Thumbs Up)
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a huge sports game
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby’s diaper
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger (Two days back, she turned me down)
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb(helped deliver two- about two years back)
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and didn’t care who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment (Happiness walks right beside you)
39. Had two hard drives for your computer (four was the most )
40. Visited all 29 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends (Have them even now - the best)
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country (danced with an Irish girl, and a British girl - 31st dec 2005, in Rajasthan though)
44. Watched whales
45. Stolen a sign (yeah, I have stolen teh sign of peace from many peoples heart ;) )
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Taken a midnight walk on the beach (11:30)
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs (MP3s and cassette tapes)
57. Pretended to be a superhero
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day (almost all teh day - had to get out for food)
60. Played touch football
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theatre
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight (not D&D, but NFS and Counter Strike )
72. Gotten married
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party (walked into the wrong wedding )
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days (two maggies, coffee water and a bannana)
77. Made cookies from scratch (was aiming for cup cakes, ended with cookies)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest (when i was three- for a rajput bridegroom costume- had to share it with the bride)
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo(temporary one, A Dragon on my chest)
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on a television news program as an “expert” (does newspaper count? )
83. Gotten flowers for no reason (gave them too )
84. Performed on stage (Taming the Shrew, Midsummer nights dream, and a few other plays)
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music (LIVE!!! )
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house
91. Been in a combat zone
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
98. Passed out cold
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking with the windows open (seven of us in a little santro)
103. Had plastic surgery (had reconstructive nasal surgery after a accident)
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived (Got hit by a bus while riding the bike )
105. Wrote articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart
111. Helped an animal give birth (a goat, the two kids i mentioned above)
112. Won money on a TV game show
113. Broken a bone
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for 30 hours in a 48 hour period (actually longer, except for bathroom breaks)
123. Visited more foreign countries than India (UK, Nepal, Sri Lanka)
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes
134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read (not one, but many)
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts (love doing that)
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head

Tired

I'm tired. Tired of defending my self against people, I'm not a peace dove, and i hate all those people who snicker when i profess the inherent goodness of the human soul. War is not a solution, it never was. Its become difficult defending your view point when India's most beloved city is under attack. It wasn't a bomb blast and it wasn't a few hoodlums shooting it out, it was as if we had be all shifted to Beirut (Lebanon) or Jaffna (Sri Lanka) we were at war, all of a sudden and out of no where. We were struggling to keep our jobs, we were worried about the stock exchange falling and we were worried that the global recession might take chunks out of the Indian economy, we never thought that we would have a war at our doorsteps when we woke up in the morning.

What riles me even more is the sheer waste of human life. The victims as well as the terrorist, so much human potential lost down the drain. emotions boiled when the media broadcast the images it was horrifying.The entire nation jolted in our seats every time a blast went off. The attack was so bold and dramatic in conception that it went on and on and on. As we looked on in horrified silence and the world stared with its mouth agape, we kept repeating to our self that it was a dream, it shouldn't and cant happen to a tolerant and Democratic country like India. Now half the country is still in shock and the other half wants war.

The Question i cant find an answer to is war with whom, where is the proof and if we go and attack the said city or country what difference does it make, wont this just prompt another attack, let alone a debilitating and a crippling war. I don't want to or cant blame our leaders, we choose them so i presume they are doing exactly what we want them to do. I wont question the intelligence agencies and the security forces the NSG, MarCos and the Bombay Police did an exceptional job. No matter what any one else says i say they went beyond and over the call of duty to put an end to this attack. charging into a building when you know that on the other side are people armed with guns and ready to shoot using humans as shields and ready to die. It takes a lot of courage to shoot some one, it takes even more courage walking into a room with a maniac with a automatic rifle who doesn't care if he lives or dies.

When it comes to our intelligence agencies, they receive more than 1000+ threats a day for cities like Bombay and Delhi they have to wade through all the nut jobs who called in a bomb threat because they didn't want to go to work that day or didn't want to miss a flight to find the real threat. it some times becomes impossible and shit, unimaginable shit happens. The intelligence agencies have to be lucky every time, but the terrorist have to be lucky only once.

Some of the best memories of the darkest period of my life were spent on the road in front of the Taj heritage wing, sitting on the wall facing out to the sea spray with my best friend. I will never be able to walk that road with the same carefree attitude, the scars of the attack and the ghost of the dead will not let us rest as a country until we find a permanent solution to this. So many dead so many families broken. Life is never going to be the same.

To the Moon



Chandrayaan 1 is going round the moon now, it set me thinking, its been more than 30 years since the last man stepped on the moon. lot of things have changed. i remember one of the moon astronauts saying that "It was a Bold and Dangerous move, it was a risky decision but then it was the time when bold decisions were made". I think he knew what he was talking about. we live in a meek world. We are so scared of even stepping out of the norm, doing some thing different.


We have more than doubled the population of the world, technologically the stuff that exists today makes the moon lander look like telephone booths with attached oxygen canisters. But compared to the fifties to seventies era, when all the technological advancements where giant leaps of human endeavour, today we are just moving forward at a pace even a snail would blush at.The Europeans came up with the Concord, Lockheed Martin with skunk works that produced technological marvels like the U2 and F14 the culmination of which was the SR71 Blackbird. We sent probes roving the solar system, the Voyager missions are still working and transmitting data far away from the solar system. We built submarines that could disappear into the sea for years and we landed on the moon. the Space Shuttle was a step back and costlier than the big Saturn rockets that took us to the moon, so was every other air liner built after the Concord. We still don't have any thing to even compare with the BlackBird let alone surpass it. socially to we were making big advances too, being a hippie was acceptable, people were getting involved in the main stream. we had visionaries like JFK, Martin Luther King, Indira Gandhi who changed the world with their vision, broke down barriers with the sheer force of their persona and leadership. When they said some thing the world listened. Today the political leadership takes credit for every small achievement. We forget that most of the times we are only trying to make up all the backsteps we took.


I'm not trying to downgrade or down play the advancements of the today's generation, but every time we celebrate any small improvement on the International Space Station, i cant help feeling that all those people who worked on the moon mission would feel cheated. Every time we talk about fifth generation aircraft and their super cruise abilities, Kelly Johnson and his SR 71 are still untouchable. Similarly the Concorde sits in a class of its own in toady's plethora of Airbus mammoths and Dream-liners. Where has the will to take steps over the edge of the known, to step into the dark and strive to create light gone. The ability to take bold decisions seems to be lacking in today's generation. James Quinn at Wharton called the baby boom generation as "Shallowest Generation" i would add the Least Imaginative generation epithet to that too. These people who created marvels did so with imaginative and one line briefs, and in Kelly Johnson's' and the moon teams case, with slide-rulers, most often than not they were called into an office of some one who did not care about waht conventional wisdom said, what challenges these people faced and told them to create some thing never seen before, most probably in one line. I can think of only two people today who would dare to do such a thing today, Mr Ratan Tata who called his team of engineers and asked them to create a Car with all the basic modern trappings in Rs. 100,000(Nano) and the former Volkswagen boss Mr. Ferdinand Peich who gave one set of engineers the challenge to make a car with 1000 bhp (Veyron) that could do 400 kph and a second set of people the challenge of creating 100mpl car(1 Litre Car). All three of these creations are a realty today, two in or nearing production the third a working prototype that formed the basis of VW's brilliant Blue Motion engines.


These two men weren't dreaming or smoking weird stuff they understood technology and they understood where those limitations lay. They also knew when pushed, envelops tends to tear, and everything beyond becomes achievable. They weren't scared to dream and more over were ready to back the dreams with their resources. Tata gobbled up Land Rover and Jaguar, and when the entire worlds auto industry is in trouble, tiny Porsche(headed by Ferdinand peich) is slowly but steadily gobbling VW who is also in the rudest of health. These two have had to keep up with famous ancestors too, Ratan Tata is the nephew of JRD Tata, visionary extraordinaire and the founding father of Indian Industry, Piech is the grandson for Ferdinand Prosche who had a hand in every great car to emerge from Pre WWII Germany, so may be its in the blood.It is said that during 400 hundred years of Dark Ages Europe produced geniuses like Rembrandt, Galileo, Michelangelo, and many others and Switzerland in the same period isolated from all the turmoil gave us the Cuckoo Clock. Times are bad and we need similar visionaries. We meed people who can step up and proclaim that "I have a dream..." and then follow it up. We need to go to the Moon again and beyond.

Many things to many people

Reproduced here with the permission of the author.
[This is a piece I wrote for India Today but the version that has appeared in the magazine is an edit that I did not agree to. It's not clear to me how that happened since I edited the longer article down to this final version and sent it in to them. But the magazine is out and I am both angry and saddened at their careless editing of ideas that are particularly under siege at this point of time.
So, here is my edit and I would be glad if it was circulated widely on the net - more widely than the magazine!
Samina]
Being Muslim means many things to many peopleby Samina MishraNot far from L18, in the posh part of Jamia Nagar, is a house on a tree-lined avenue that will always be home to me. But my life, with all its easy privileges, could not be more different from Atif and Sajid's, the two young men shot as alleged terrorists at L18. I contain multitudes, Whitman so eloquently said. But we live in a time when even multitudes are forced to lay claim to a singular label. And so by writing this, perhaps, I will forever be labelled the voice of the liberal secular Muslim. A voice that is accused of not speaking up. Ironically, it is this very tyranny of labels that grants me this space in a mainstream national magazine.
As someone with a Muslim first name and a Hindu surname, I suppose I have always swung between labels - a poster girl for communal harmony or a confused, rootless individual, depending on who was doing the labelling. I went to a public school and have never worn a burkha. I might escape being thrown in the big cauldron with "Islamic Terrorists" but I will certainly be added to the one for "misguided intellectuals" . While there is no mistakingthat it is zealous nationalists who seek to light the fire under the first cauldron, the other is a bone of contention between those who seek to define for me how to be Indian and those who seek to define for me how to be Muslim. My condemnation of the demolition of the Babri Masjid, Imrana's rape or the media circus around Gudiya will always be seen in the context of myprivileged background, my gender, my religious identity. Perhaps, it can be no other way.
In this rhetoric of binaries of "us and them", it is difficult to find the space to create a new paradigm of discussion. And so, in conversations that throw up Islamic terrorists, rigid religious beliefs, Pakistan and madrasas, the response is inevitably another set of questions - why is the Bajrang Dal not labelled a terrorist outfit, why is the growing public display of Hindu festivals like Navratras and Karva Chauth not considered rigid religious beliefs, why should Muslims in India be answerable for what goes on in Pakistan, what spaces other than madrasas are available for thousands of believing Muslims who choose to get educated and still retain their Muslim-ness. As a Muslim in India today, not only are you fighting to shrug off the label of fundamentalist- if not terrorist - but you are also succumbing to a paradigm of dialogue which has been set for homogenous communities with clear markers of identities.
But how does one fight that when shared cultural spaces, other than those created by the market, shrink? How does one speak of the diversity of being Indian when Diwali is celebrated in schools and Eid just in Muslim homes? How does one avoid a singular label for experiences that are diverse and yet have a common thread running through them - the experience of a tailor inAhmedabad whose Hindu patrons have stopped giving work to, the butcher in Batla House who couldn't get a bank loan, the software professional who will now have to watch every single byte that leaves his computer.
Being Muslim in India today means many things to many people. But how easy it is to forget that one fundamental reality. How easy it is to say, as someone said to me after the Delhi blasts - "These are all educated Muslims. Don't they know that their bombs can also kill their own?" As if everyone with a Muslim name is a terrorist's very "own".

A suitable girl

When you are an Indian male and rushing 30 at warp speed, mothers tend to go into a kind of apoplectic hyperactivity. Pictures of strange women start to surface all over the house, strategically placed to catch your eye so that you might pick them up and enquire as to the identity. I come from a pretty liberal family, liberal enough to introduce the girls I was dating to my parents as my girl friend. My parents always kept a distance from the way I ran my life and its affairs, while still keeping an eye as to how my life was carried out. But from the time I finished my education it always became a question of when and not if I would commit to the girl I was dating at the time. Sadly there have been no relationships worth mentioning to my mother, this has put her, my mother, in a spot. She has always maintained that as long as I finished my studies and had a strong career she would not interfere on who I married or when. But as one after the other my contemporaries and more importantly my friends fell to the charms of marriage. No she is in a tizzy, I refuse to commit to a girl and she refuses to let me force her hand and arrange a marriage.

So all my fast dwindling no. of single friends have come under the microscope, going as far as to propose a South African single mother, who I met on business, if I so choose. What is difficult for me to state is that I do not have any precondition as to who I want to marry. 28 for me is not a bad stage in life to be single, having just got out of college two years back I have got comfortable with life just recently, committing to a marriage and my life to a girl seems a scary thought. Second is having some girl's life tied to mine is scarier still as I really don't trust my own decision making skills. But ok, this is about what I would be looking at in a prospective partner.

The most important factor is it should be a person I can have a conversation with, see my biggest fear is I would end up marrying someone whose entire repertoire begins at makeup and ends with the neighbor's daughter. This thought gives me living nightmares. So it has to be someone who tries to at least understand what I am spouting, from F1 to global finance to dogs. More so she should be able to stimulate conversation, listen as well as talk. Oh and she has to agree to adopt a child. That is all I would ask a girl who agrees to marry me, now what she needs to know about me would fill an encyclopedia, in brief. How we would get around that, is something I dare not tackle here. May be it would be better if she were a lawyer or a doctor because then lawyer/client or a doctor/patient privilege would protect me.



P.S. when I came up with this blog it was much more funnier and interesting to read, but I was on a train with zero battery and no pen and paper, and half asleep. This is what remains. Ciao and happy hunting to all the singles out there.

Blinging chrome

we had a saying in University, "Google is God" when you had partied too hard and there was a last minute assignment, paper or project and we had only one night to complete then it was only Google that came to the rescue.no matter what the topic was, no matter how big the assignment it was always there. now we have Chrome beta, the newest and for some the most important factor, Google's  browser. 

well first the look it just looks like a very mature and grown up version of Google search page. Google has always kept the design simple be it the Google search page, mail or chat u can see the simplistic design philosophy there. I'm a FireFox fan, always have been. there are a bunch of browsers i have been using over the past six months. ranging from Firefox, Flock a browser based on the the FireFox platform, I've used apple's famed safari and then there is IE and now Chrome. now the big difference between all the others and the new kid on the block is again the minimalist user interface. it lets you make the best use of your screen size by removing all the other knick knacks from the interface unless you need them. then its got two modes. one where it keeps track of all the pages you use and displaying the most used every time you open a new page or tab and displaying the most viewed on the new page or tab. and then there is the incognito window with a suitably darkened window where "Pages you view (in this window) won't appear in your browser history or search history, and they won't leave other traces, like cookies, on your computer after you close the incognito window. Any files you download or bookmarks you create will be preserved, however."the best feature is that the address bar becomes one with a search window it uses predictive software trying to complete the phrases you input and coming up with the best combinations. Tabs which are the best innovation of the 'Fox and now have been included on all other browsers, have been integrated into the title bar of the page and shifted to the top of the page. basically its an innovative approach to the browser which as Google trademark approach to design. a friend of mine recently wrote some thing about the design philosophy of apple where there products have a  really clean  look and when it comes to other products stuff just gets complicated until you come down to individually designed products where the user simply drowns in a swamp of fields and check boxes. in the end all i will say is that Chrome is an ironic name, chrome, normally is bling, its all about attracting attention while Google has gone the other way and made it minimalist. My University moto said "Knowledge is Empowerment", by that standard Google has just reinvented itself as Internets New God. i cant wait for Google's phone, the i phone must be looking over its shoulder. 

Road Rage



Every time there is a new car or a bike launch self righteous social defenders go up in arms protesting that we don't have the facilities or the infrastructure to support the amount of traffic that our country is starting to see. when big luxury cars and sports cars costing an arm and a leg come into the country there is another hue and cry. no one protests when fifty year old relics from the two world wars ply our roads daily. no one protests when people die in there tens when some pre historic bus first driven by the Flintstones family dives in a gorge with all aboard. neither does any one protest when a tractor with a trailer attached does a very good imitation of the titanic. sure when some good-for-nothing poor rich boy crashes his BMW all the social activists come out of the wood work like termites out of the wood work. 

I'm not complaining about the activists or protecting the poor rich sods. my problem with the whole system of blame games is that no one really really tries to correct the real problem. the problem that no on in the country really wants to face that we Indian have road manners better suited to the bullock cart era. even then we might have the highest road fatalities in the country. the majority cant read road and highway signs, no one understands the different lines on the road. most of all people don't have common sense or observe common curtsies on the street. rage is more prevalent than than good Samaritans. part  of the problem is insignificant infrastructure, but i believe that that too is not that big a problem, at least for now. we are the Seventh largest nation on the planet so there is no shortage of space, its not efficiently managed but there is no shortage. we still have the largest and the fastest growing road net work so that too is not a problem. the quality is a little suspect, that will improve only with time and with creating solution for a lot of different problems like corruption and red tape. 
but again the biggest problem is still one no one really focuses on. people don't have Road Ethics. pedestrians walk on the road, jay walking is rampant, not just in the cities but on expressways. people jump the Aramco barriers with impunity and walk across high speed lanes with no regard to life or property. people hawk animals on city roads. slow moving vehicles hog the fast lane. well no one knows the concept of lanes so that is that. overtaking from the left, right and over other vehicles is accepted. driving down the wrong side of the road is also accepted instead of going the right way and traveling the extra distance. geriatric gentle men and women drive at 5 kph on busy street intersection on mopeds they were gifted when they were 20 years old. teenagers drive at high speeds and some times rashly to endanger there lives as well as others on the street. bus drivers and truck drivers are more ignorant of road ethics than any one else and majority women drivers drive as if they are about to fall off. and don't even get me started on drunk driving. 

now this rant is not against, senior citizens, women or teenagers nor is it against poorer sections of society from where most of our drivers come from. this is against the system. oh and on the whole i learnt driving and riding on my own too no one told me the road rules, and i learnt by hit and miss. i was one of those teenagers flying around on light weight moped and scoots as if i had wings. well the biggest problems as i said earlier is road ethics

here is my solution. 

1. reduce the minimum age for riding ungeared two wheelers to fourteen and make them off limits to the busy sections of the city. 

2. for geared two wheelers to 16 years 

3. for cars to 17.

4. make driving a subject compulsory for graduating in to the next section in the eight the tenth and the twelfth standard. which are the classes for boards in many state boards. the subject will have both theory and          practical. passing in both separately being mandatory for earning your license. this will have the advantage of exposing students to road rules at and early age and most of which is picked up in classes is never really forgotten. 

5. make a minimum IQ level or some other way of accessing intelligence a requirement for getting your license. 
the above two rules will have the added benefit of attracting people from lower levels of society to school as that is the only way they will gain access to a means of lively hood

6. there should be a maximum age limit for drivers. 

7. all drivers have periodic health especially eye sight and hearing checkup. 

8. better and more frequent public transport system. a system which is adequate for the population density of the country. the present system is generally inadequate and over crowded. 

9. stricter punishment and higher fines for rule breakers.

now this system is a slow process, and initially will bring more riders and drivers on the roads but they will be better behaved and more over better drivers both male and female. and again this system will not over come corruption and misappropriation of funds from infrastructure projects but that is another story for another time. 

Swift Dezires

(The Present)*&&^^@*&#^(&*(*. &^%&$@^* its not until my lungs start to scream that i realise i am holding my breath. i let out my breath slowly, then i realise i'm parked 90 degrees to the residential lane i just came on to.

(roughly 45 seconds back) The Maruti Swift is a good looking car, i always thought it was what a modern Mini would have looked like and it was very new on the road then, Jaipur barely had a handful at the time. so it was fresh in and looked extremely cute and Handsome at the same time. OK so my friend had bought a new one in red and as i was visiting him he said he'd take me for a drive. as we were about to get into the car he threw me the keys to his day old car. I get in the car and move to start it as he walks towards the gate to open it. get in turn the ignition, "oh, nice throaty burble" i didn't know it was this loud. i found it a trifle too loud for a family hatch. shifting in to gear i think to myself be nice and gentle you don't want to trash a brand new car. i ease my foot of the clutch because the thing i feared more than trashing the car was stalling it, in front of my friend. i was a relative novice to cars at the time, and didn't want to show that. May be if i had been a little more concerned with the car than saving my face i wouldn't have done what i did then. looking back the clutch was a little heavy too. i ease the foot of the clutch the engine note rising as i ease onto the accelerator pedal the little red car jumps of its rockers, like a rottweiler leaving hell, i miss my friend and the gate to his house by inches as i hold onto the steering wheel for dear life.

(back to Present) i look at the rear view, and reach for the ignition and then change my mind. i get out of the car on wobbly legs, look at my friend who sees my face and doubles up laughing. i feel like murdering him, well if i hadn't almost run him over with his brand new car i would have killed him. what Had happened was with a subtle body kit and spoilers he had got the engine changed with a Baleno unit and the unit that was peppy in the heavy set Baleno was out right snarly in the lill car. the point of the little anecdote is that lill cars with peppy engines are way more fun than big burly cars which we don't have space to run around any way. secondly it would be a good idea for auto makers to introduce cars with souped up engines in limited quantities. there is no sporty choice in the affordable segment. so a flagship model in the range would be a nice idea. i think it would need less money and make more money than creating hedious little monstrosities like Swift Dezires and the logan, as i later found out a little later when i stopped shaking and got back in the car that even after the aftermarket job the ill car just soaked up all the power and reveled in the new freedom.
God Bless After market Tuners


Not many pickup trucks have melted headlights and turn indicators, so I figured it had to be my buddy'sSilverado that appeared in a Chevy commercial during the Olympics coverage.

Sure enough, there was my pal Firefighter Craig Monahan beside the truck he had driven in fromStaten Island on 9/11. One of the two off-duty firefighters with him had leaned out the window, imitating a siren.

"He's doing, 'Whoo, whoo,'"Monahan recalled.

They parked near the south tower in time to survive the first collapse and then the second. I watched Monahan immediately afterward crawl into the ruins to search for the 11 missing firefighters from his firehouse, Engine 24/Ladder 5.

When he finally returned to his Silverado, Monahan saw that the falling debris of the south tower had stopped inches short of his front bumper. The surrounding vehicles had been gutted by fire and the truck's front lights had melted into what looked like huge tears.

The steering wheel had also begun to melt and the interior of the cab was singed. Monahan reached in to turn the ignition key and was astonished to hear the engine start right up.

Somebody operating a wrecker helped clear a path for Monahan to pull away. He changed a front tire that had been bubbled by the heat and he headed for the firehouse.

"The first victory of World War III," Monahan announced.

Somebody salvaged the oversized nameplate from Ladder 5's destroyed rig and affixed it to the side of the pickup that ferried them to and from The Pit over the days that followed.

The sight of them going by in this burned and battered truck with "Ladder 5" bolted to the side always drew a rousing response from folks in the street.

"Every time we got in the truck, they were just cheering," Monahan said. "It was American spirit at its best. ... 'You can't keep us down!'"

The recovery effort ended and Ladder 5 got a new rig and the firehouse suffered a new tragedy when it lost two members in the Deutsche Bank fire last year.

The Silverado was back in Monahan's driveway when Chevrolet called to ask about using it in a commercial to be shown during the 2008 Olympics.

Monahan was leery of cashing in on a tragedy, but he figured it could only be a good thing for people to see this pickup-turned-symbol. He gave the check to anFDNY family.

The commercial aired Sunday during women's gymnastics and Chevrolet proved capable of more restraint and good taste than our politicians have with regard to 9/11.

The most overt reference to the attack was a silent shot of Monahan standing before the Manhattan skyline absent the twin towers. There was a closeup of those truck lights turned to huge tears and a shot of the truck with its "Ladder 5."

"If that truck could keep going, we could all keep going," Monahan continued, ad copy converging with truth.

The Olympic coverage continued to men's swimming and the U.S. team swam the greatest relay race ever. The winners stood with their gold medals as "The Star-Spangled Banner" played and I thought of the survivors of Ladder 5 rolling by in that battered pickup.

"You don't give up and you keep moving forward," Monahan said. "It's a beautiful thing."

The Silverado is still in his driveway.


written by Michael Daly. original story here

tag mosiac


I nicked it from anoop

the rules are:

1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.


2. Using only the first page of results, and pick one image.


3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.


The questions:


1. What is your first name?


2. What is your favorite food? right now?


3. What high school did you go to?


4. What is your favorite color?


5. Who is your celebrity crush?


6. What is your favorite drink?


7. What is your dream vacation?


8. What is your favorite dessert?


9. What do you want to be when you grow up?


10. What do you love most in life?


11. What is one word that describes you?


12. What is your user name?

and the resultant mosaic is:



Let me tell u about my self, I'm an Indian. Ok I know what u are thinking hyperbole, and its attendant extremities are going to land now. But it’s true, I think of my self of as an Indian first and last, and I feel proud about it too. We did a lot of things wrong since the first steps taken on that fateful night in 1947, but we must have got at least one thing right that we got so far. You’ll agree I hope(if not, who cares). We stumbled, we tripped, we fell, but every time we got back on our feet with a promise to make it right, when the whole world waited with baited breath for us to stumble and fall and stay there. I mean this mish mash of geographical, religious, ethnic, caste aggregate should have ended as a collection of homogenous and independent entities, not the existing melting pot which maintains a love hate relationship amongst itself.

We went off in to space, (at least two of us did, though a lot of us are high at most times), we conquered the mighty atom (oops........ I didn’t know it could do that) built the worlds most efficient rail network (it goes where?), created a postal system that even though it mails letters to wrong addresses with a scary consistency or misplaces them altogether, will deliver a letter addressed to Darkness, Bombay, India to Andheri in Mumbai (not kidding), and the amazing thing is we show flashes of brilliances and a mind boggling range of idiocies at the same time. And we still manage to overcome all expectations and hurdles laid in our way. We borrow technology to make commercial grade automobile steel from other nations but we have managed to build a mach three capable cruise missile, Bhramos(the tomahawk's history) get the gawky and laughably light 4th generation fighter Tejas off the ground. Built a satellite launch system that even the Chinese can’t beat for price, and oh least I forget the world’s largest shanty town that even the Brazilians can only look at and envy. We try to scam on the coffins we buy for our soldiers, but we still have cab drivers who return bags full of money to their rightful owners.

we quibble about quotas in higher education, but still have the highest rate of school dropouts, but still manage to educate so many people that the world comes to us for managers, doctors and engineers. the best brains in the world in research, the best surgeons, the best scamsters too, amongst the countries with the largest growth with the most untapped potential too, we quibble, and quarrel amongst our selves about who sits in a stupid chair, but still the world sits up to take notice when we tend to even whisper some thing. with cities that have a history and a past older than the combined history of the Americas, we have developed welcoming guests and hospitality to such a fine art that even though we turn from grateful hosts to hooligans or plain criminal (cricket in Eden gardens any one or how about touts in Agra, or coolies of Delhi), people come here and fall in love and remain here for ever. we look upon sex and any and every discussion concerned with it with wide eyed disbelief, but procreate with amazing consistency and what’s more a country that holds some thing in such a taboo we breed like rabbits(you heard me right). But we take care of each of our brood with the same affection. The great Indian joint family has become an institution the world over and a savior for parents who both work at the same time. The support system it provides pulls people thru the direst of disasters. Yet some thing is always never right (did some one say female feticide?)

We specialize in beating the world in obscure games (cricket, chess), but can’t manage a gold at the showcase Olympic events. 1 sixth of the worlds population and we still can’t kick a round leather bladder efficiently enough to go to the world cup. at times we generate so much hatred in our selves that we are ready to kill former friends and neighbors (Godhra, Ayodhya riots etc) and brothers (Praveen Mahajan) and at others we give every thing we have and more just to rescue another soul in distress (Mumbai floods, blasts, Gujarat earthquake, tsunami) the entire gamut of human emotions course thru us within the blink of an eye.

We are good, we are bad and most important we are every thing in between because we are human beings, and in spite of our fallacies we built a nation, of greats. Sure we have a large number of impoverished people in our country, sure some of us look at the females of our country as secondary, sure villages are rampant with the evils of casteism and communalism, sure we haven’t been able to feed all our citizens even after record grain production, sure even after 15 years of reforms our system has more red tape than used in all the gifts they pack for Christmas and sure the levels of corruption we see in our system is mind boggling.

But you know what it really doesn’t matter and the reason is no matter what the status of woman in our country we were I fact the second country to choose a female Prime Minister, we were also ones to have instituted a program to fast track food grain production, as well as milk production. and what ever the evils of caste and religion we are still the worlds largest functioning democracy, our army has always stayed staunchly apolitical and our soldiers so good that they some times border on superhuman. We have defied aggressor after aggressor internal and external. We have given the world so much, CV Raman, Amartya Sen, Gandhi, kautilya, chess (there's that game again) Buddhism, Geetanjali and Zero (0, zilch, nada, naught)

The most important reason of all no matter what is wrong with her India has always stood firm, Gia, mother, Mata call her what u want she has always been close to perfect for me and given me my hearts desire, sure there are lots of things to be done, but then if things were perfect, wont you and I get bored living perfection

Jaisalmer in 1.3 MP















Jaisalmer is one of the western most Indian Cities. I went there for about 12 hours on the 25 th of April. dont ask me why i went but ill tell you some thing, it was hot, some thing around 45 degrees in the shade. I have been to the city earlier too when i was in the ninth standard and it was during the desert festival held in february. i was in school in those days and we went from the station directly to the desert camp made at sum and since we arrived at night and left two days later again at night it wasnt much of a visit to the city proper. so ... well i knew the city was small but it was still a shock to step out of the station and see nothing in front of you. yeah i mean its a desert out there. and and then the heat started to run its course and it got unbearable as the day went on. i was there to deliver some stuff to a client and i had to get out. but before that i had to visit the fort. then i realized why the city looked deserted. because every one still lives inside the fort or within touching distance to it. it must be the proximity to the pakistani border i guess any way these are some pictures of the fort from the inside ciao. its vienna next.

A thousand Apologies

i have been gone, busy as hell and travelling the world. dont believe me we what can i say. job hunting was on then grandpa fell ill and i was the only one available to do any thing so i was off with him to london and then vienna. there was jaisalmer in between there some where, so was jaipur, jodhpur obviously and then there was delhi, Mumbai, chennai and some other middle of no where out of the places life was hectic but now i am back with lots of stories so i will post them one by one over these days. the first one will be obviously pictures of jaisalmer taken on my cell phone but i guess they will ahve to do.

taggedtag

Shruti tagged me with the love tag but i just dont nderstand that one so i will do this one instead as i dont thing any one esle she has tagged will do it :D

1. Last Movie You Saw In A Theater:
Iron Man, what can i say im a comic book fan.

2. What Book Are You Reading:

Moving Pictures By terry Pratchet :P

3. Favorite Board Game:

Scrabble. and chess

4. Favorite Magazine:

readers Digest and National Geographic, top gear, BS Motoring

5. Favorite Smells:

Methi Chicken, petrol, tandoori chicken, nivea deo dry, Addidas Sport, Gillette Power surge

6. Favorite Sound:

MY NIECE singing, a good engine at full chat

7. Worst Feeling In The World:

having nothing to do

8. What Is The First Thing You Think Of When You Wake Up?

whats the time ??

9. Favorite Fast Food Place:

Mc Donald's.

10. Future Child's Name:

:) well i dont know if i will name my kids(if and when i have them) but i really like Eve, Andrea,

11. Finish This Statement. "If I Had A Lot Of Money I'd...”:

Invest. buy my beach house, buy a few liter class bikes, may be a porsche

12. Do You Drive Fast?

what do you think?

13. Do You Sleep With A Stuffed Animal?

nope

14. Storms-Cool Or Scary?

cool

15. What Was Your First Car?

Fiat. Palio 1.6

16. Favourite drink:

Appy, Real Pineapple, pepsi.

17. Finish This Statement, "If I Had The Time I Would .....”

take a trip

18. Do You Eat The Stems On Broccoli?

who eats brocoli

19. If You Could Dye Your Hair Any Color, What Would Be Your Choice?

brown or may be dirty brown frost tips

20. Name All The Different Cities/Towns You Have Lived In:

Jodhpur, Mount abu, bikaner, barmer, Suratgarh mumbai, bangalore kottayam.

21. Favorite Sports To Watch:

F1 Moto GP Basketball, Football

22. One Nice Thing About The Person Who Sent This To You:

chirpy, funny with a inteligent attitude.

23. What's Under Your Bed?

My shoes. air bag, laundry bag

24. Would You Like To Be Born As Yourself Again?

Yes.

25. Morning Person Or Night Owl?

insomaniac.

26. Over Easy Or Sunny Side Up?
Sunny side up.. or french

27. Favorite Place To Relax:

Mehrangarh fort

28. Favorite Pie:

apple pie.

29. Favorite Ice Cream Flavor:

Butterscotch, chocolate. banna splits,

30. Of All The People You Tagged This To, Who's Most Likely To Respond First?

None cause i wont tag any one

I wish ...

Got tagged by Anoop a with instructions to update the blog, been traveling a lot and hence havent had time to sit and blog, so here goes...
10 THINGS I MISS IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW:
Ride: well this is important, rides are a good way to take my mind of stuff and its not been happening
School days: the district tournaments, crushes in sunday school in church, idolizing teachers, falling in love with them and the whole uncomplicated life :D
my friends : we are all spread in different cities and its kinda difficult doint stuff with out them.
Kingfisher babe : miss you lots be good a be nice

well thats it for now i guess

10 things i want to achieve within a decade:
01. Retire and live like a beach bum even for a short while.
02. rebuild a internal combustion engine, ive done single cylinder engines but i want to do a really complex v8 or v 12 and restore a classic even if its a VW Beetle
03. Climb the Everest.
04. Learn to cook, i can bake a decent cake, and do mean fried fish, but i want to be able to do a whole 7 course meal.
05. buy my aunts beach front property. build a home there.
06. drive and hitch hike across the country north to south east to west.
07. drag race on the Bonneville salt flats.
08. pilot a supersonic jet. and a formula 1 car
09. Race on the Nuremberg ring in the snow in a Porsche 911 turbo.
10. learn sailing.
now i wont tag any one but you are welcome to take it up
ciao

Sakshi is getting married today, the six months I went out with her were amazing, we have been good friends ever since. today when i saw her dressed in her bridal dress she looked so amazing and beautiful. we had a fight, a few years back and we didn't talk for a while then i wrote a letter for her to say sorry and how much she means to me but i never sent the letter. i post this email here now for her.

Life is not simple choices any more we have to make complex decisions all the time and life gets crazier the more we try to simplify it. Believe me it was crazy i wanted it all to stop and had picked the worst way possible to make it stop too, then i forgot all the things i would not be able to do any more and all the things that i have still to do and so i changed my mind, i realised that you dont have to be all conquering and all winning. There were some battles we can do without an some from we can retreat from but i would have missed doing all of the following things
i would have missed brightenning your mood when you feel down and not being there when you need me, if you need me badly may be give you a hug and if i feel naughty may be flirt with you a little or may be pinch your (i knw you would have been surprised) butt, it would make you laugh i would miss taking long walks and chatting and , (dont tell any one this) gossip with you, how can i forget the rides tht we took, especially in the rain. i would race you back to the place we came to and let you win and see you laugh and tease me because you won. i would miss the fact that when ure angry at any one and every one, you would shout at me because you trusted me enough to show me your true feelings, i would let you bitch about your boss, ure work and the girl who sat next to you on the train. and listen without ever grumbling. I would miss shopping with you and the way you would turn the whole market upside down for just the right thing and and i would make you buy that dress you so much liked then we could share tht pastry you sooo much like I would miss listening to your dreams and aspirations and your confessions no matter how silly they are, i would miss being the partner in crime with you, and i want to stand with you while you reach for the stars or try your hand at all those things you want to do no matter how absurd. I would miss singing with you to your favourite song and laughing with you because we were both singing off tune, i would stand by you when you did some thing completely silly like running thru the sand and mud as you did on campus. I would always let you eat whtaever you want to eat and never say you look fat because for me you will always be just right. I would always say i love your hair even when you are having a bad hair day and never tell you that you have a little chocolate sticking to the side of your mouth because it looks so cute. i would love to make you brakefast on holidays and wake you up with coffee or tea jst the way u like, in the evenings we would go out for dinner like we used to on campus. I want to take you for long drives hold your hand in mine and tell you how much i love and care for you. and if some day you decide to marry some one esle i want u to be proud of the fact there will be two people tht love you so much and then you can come to me n tell meall your problems, cuz i will listen to them. i will sit with you n dream when your in the mood to do so i will hold ure hand through your difficult times and never say word i will stand by you no matter wht happens tommrow i know we will have fights and dissagrements but i promise i will do my best so that they can be solved nicely and fast i will tell you how beautifull you look every day i will tell you how much i love you every day i want to be their by your side at all your triumphs and victories, hold your hand when you loose a fight and help you fight another day i will thank you every day for standing by me, for being there when every thing was going wrong, for holding on even when i was rude and angry and said things to hurt so that you will leave me alone, i will thank you for the previladge of letting me tell you how much i love you every day i will be proud to show you off to my friends and there a lot more things tht i want to do with you and hold your hand and tell i have to do all of the above and i would have missed doing all of that and that is one reason i live today and another is tht you are still be by my side.

i wish she finds every thing she ever needs and her married life is happy and full of the best things in life.

Midnight cookies and milk

It’s fascinating to see a human being self destruct; especially when you are looking in the mirror and the person you see self destruct is you. It becomes an obsession, you stare and stare, feeling that there has to be something you need to do something, you have to do but you can not move a muscle. For the life of you, you become a spectator in your own funeral procession. Burnout was a new word, every one was going through it, high profile executives in every field were going through it. At 25 he was one, most people went thru it after they finished their MBAs and have worked for a few years helping multinational corporations go places and then they have a spectacular blowout, He burnt out in the middle of his MBA there were days when he was afraid to sleep in the night and times when looking in the mirror was painful. Diagnosed with clinical depression he had blown a potentially rewarding education and career with nothing to look forward to.

His family was distraught and his friends were disappointed, and there were days when he wanted to kill him self, but even there he was caught between the argument that it was very cowardly or very brave taking his own life. Some days he thought it would be brave of him giving up his life, and shield his family and loved ones from the trauma his life had become. On other days it felt cowardly because it was taking the easy way out and living the rest of the world to deal with the ordeal. Anti depressants weren’t much help either, because for them to work the stress would have to go away and for some reason it came up in every conversation, secondly it drained the life from a person and there was no energy to do any thing.

Life gets complicated from time to time. Today he heard the two people he loves the most argue about money. They were people he gave examples of when asked what the ideal marriage should be like. Today they argued over the amount of money they were spending over each other, the current argument was the fallout of another one that as usual had started over his burnout or failure and spilled over into their personal lives, he had poisoned the love between two of the people he cared for the most. Love that gave hope to them and carried them through enough trouble to make most couples look mediocre and now a stupid little metal breakdown looked to tear them apart. Life never did play fair.

The funny thing is he never wished he could rewind life, or redo it all over again, but some times it just feels like it would just be better with a pause button or better yet, push a button and erase your entire past. The past is like an inebriated ghost who wouldn’t let me sleep and neither would it let me put it to rest. He would work himself to into exhaustion so that he could get a few precious hours of sleep, but since he had over heard the argument between them he couldn’t sleep it had been two days he would lie awake at nights and sit in front of the television like a zombie. He had been trying to patch together the pieces of his life for the last few years and it was ridiculous how every thing he had done against so much opposition and heartache could be undone by a silly argument between two people. Relationships can be one person’s strength and their biggest weakness as well.