Monday 29 June 2009
Friday 12 June 2009
sunday at ooty's kindness...
since my trip to ooty, i have been trying to write about the trip, but i was not in the best shape... things are just where they were and not a bit of change for good... to add to this few happenings around me made it still worse, like the horse that died next to my house and the nagging stiff back i have caught, i wish to write about it, but i feel i better not make everyone sad reading my column...
Trip route - home-mettupalayam-conoor-ooty-pykara-doddabetta-home
Why this trip? - wanted a hill ride in my bike for long
Total distance - 240 kms start to finish
Time - 8 hours
who all? - only me :-)
this trip had been pending since May 1, my bike was getting fixed and was available only by May 16, but since then peace had been broken at my personal front and was going through turbulent times... it's still no better... some how life rolls on but definitely not good...
Anyways coming back to my trip on sunday, i got ready and left home by 9, as i hoped it was all clear and sunny, having just my camera and a rain coat i was thinking perhaps i will need a weather jacket if its going to be cold at ooty... but the weather reporter in me looked in the direction of ooty and saw no clouds and decided that a rain coat will be just enough :-) which i was proved wrong later...
off we go, me and my bike, my camera, two sets of batteries, 2 GB memory stick, two mobile phones i use, few hundred rupees to take care of my hunger and fuel for bike... filled about 200 rs of petrol for my bike at thudiyalur and fired up my bike doing 80 kms/h zipping through the slow Sunday traffic on mettupalayam road, through periyanaikenpalayam and karamadai in no time i was at mettupalayam... navigating the busy roads of mettupalayam crossed the bhavani river bridge and black thunder only to be welcomed by the lush greenery and the really empty road... doing 90K around corners towards kallar was a warm up... yes... the thrill of throwing a nice bike around the twists and turns at scary speeds is something... and knowing how to do it sanely and safely that no one ends up 6 feet under the ground is another...
Forgot to mention that my bike is a 180 cc bajaj pulsar from year 2002 that i bought in 2007 as pre-owned when i was in B'lore, the mechanic in me had fiddled and tweaked it and made it a bit mean machine... so it rides and sounds like no ordinary bike... zooming past fellow bikers who were in much leisurely pace, i just crossed the very old cantilever steel bridge at kallar and stopped by to take my first picture, good... a welcome stop at 40 kms from home...
quickly back on road and the ghat section started, the first hairpin bend that signals the start of ghat road and endless fun :-)... i should thank the highway department for flawless roads and the repair works they have done anticipating the monsoon... as the tourist season was over, there weren't much of vehicle traffic... few buses, few cars, and surprisingly very few bikers... i had my apprehensions about how my bike will handle in the hill road... coz i have not done a good hill ride on it... and it's been four years since i went to ooty at all... the bike was nice, was doing 70k at corners that i wouldn't even dare otherwise in the city... the more i pushed it, capable it felt... tyres were good, brakes were good, ride was good... all the while the engine was freeing itself screaming from the bottom of it's throat and eating up one vehicle after the other... the twists and turns the short stretches, the wet and dry roads, the clear sky shining through the greenery, the occasional traffic jams at hairpin bends... i didn't bother to care about rest of the world, just one thing was in my mind... it's my day... i am going to ride it all the way as if there is no tomorrow... i am in mind for a ride, some recklessness included but no harm meant...
there was a guy on another bike, a bajaj eliminator having the same engine as mine but the chassis is a cruiser... gave him a good company till some time but i pushed my bike and i was leaving him behind... i don't pick up any road rash, i just enjoy a fellow biker's company... at the end of the day i too want him to take a good memory home... going past the wellington, temperature started falling and i felt the cold air through my helmet... and reaching coonor brought some drizzle and even colder air, i took the road to ooty, bit too much of traffic and was not the best ride to enjoy... and even made worse by the drizzle and the dropping temperature... and now i started shivering with no warm clothing to keep me warm... getting into the city it was raining a bit and me already soaking through the rain coat... believe me the rain coat is not meant to protect you, it will just delay the process of getting soaked :-) when it rains...
aah!! in ooty and now what!!! in just one and a half hour i was in ooty from home, roughly 70 kms i believe... i just spotted a coffee day and decided to get a warm coffee... and a much needed break... having a chit chat with guys there and gulping a grand mug and munching double choco chip cookies, i found my next ride will be to pykara a reservoir and a boating place... but i was a bit worried about the rain outside... spending 15 mins and warming up a bit, grabbed my camera and the rain coat and walked into the rain outside, rain??? who cares i am here to live it too... took the road towards gudalur, don't remember the milestone numbers but it said it's a national highway, a short distance later the road was almost deserted and the rain now turned into the occasional drizzle... the perfect scene i would have asked for... open roads, bit of a clear sky and a bike to ride... open throttles see my bike doing 70-90 kms on average... all the while being careful about the wet road and the trash from the forest canopy that had fallen and covered parts of the road... the moist air, feeling cold at my face... the roads were mostly left handers and worth taking corners at good speeds, i should say again that the roads were the best, never i had to bother about a rough patch or a bad road... i enjoyed riding every bit of 24 kms sometimes thorugh thick fog and eerie forest wood, to reach pykara... spending few good minutes at pykara, took a few pics of the lake, bits and pieces, i was not in best of my spirits to enjoy the time there, i didn't have my peace within to stop and make it memorable, i was missing someone very dear, missing the purpose, missing the joy and happiness, missing myself, lost in the puzzle of hard times, only time will answer my worries...
.... to be continued in part 2
Trip route - home-mettupalayam-conoor-ooty-pykara-doddabetta-home
Why this trip? - wanted a hill ride in my bike for long
Total distance - 240 kms start to finish
Time - 8 hours
who all? - only me :-)
this trip had been pending since May 1, my bike was getting fixed and was available only by May 16, but since then peace had been broken at my personal front and was going through turbulent times... it's still no better... some how life rolls on but definitely not good...
Anyways coming back to my trip on sunday, i got ready and left home by 9, as i hoped it was all clear and sunny, having just my camera and a rain coat i was thinking perhaps i will need a weather jacket if its going to be cold at ooty... but the weather reporter in me looked in the direction of ooty and saw no clouds and decided that a rain coat will be just enough :-) which i was proved wrong later...
off we go, me and my bike, my camera, two sets of batteries, 2 GB memory stick, two mobile phones i use, few hundred rupees to take care of my hunger and fuel for bike... filled about 200 rs of petrol for my bike at thudiyalur and fired up my bike doing 80 kms/h zipping through the slow Sunday traffic on mettupalayam road, through periyanaikenpalayam and karamadai in no time i was at mettupalayam... navigating the busy roads of mettupalayam crossed the bhavani river bridge and black thunder only to be welcomed by the lush greenery and the really empty road... doing 90K around corners towards kallar was a warm up... yes... the thrill of throwing a nice bike around the twists and turns at scary speeds is something... and knowing how to do it sanely and safely that no one ends up 6 feet under the ground is another...
Forgot to mention that my bike is a 180 cc bajaj pulsar from year 2002 that i bought in 2007 as pre-owned when i was in B'lore, the mechanic in me had fiddled and tweaked it and made it a bit mean machine... so it rides and sounds like no ordinary bike... zooming past fellow bikers who were in much leisurely pace, i just crossed the very old cantilever steel bridge at kallar and stopped by to take my first picture, good... a welcome stop at 40 kms from home...
quickly back on road and the ghat section started, the first hairpin bend that signals the start of ghat road and endless fun :-)... i should thank the highway department for flawless roads and the repair works they have done anticipating the monsoon... as the tourist season was over, there weren't much of vehicle traffic... few buses, few cars, and surprisingly very few bikers... i had my apprehensions about how my bike will handle in the hill road... coz i have not done a good hill ride on it... and it's been four years since i went to ooty at all... the bike was nice, was doing 70k at corners that i wouldn't even dare otherwise in the city... the more i pushed it, capable it felt... tyres were good, brakes were good, ride was good... all the while the engine was freeing itself screaming from the bottom of it's throat and eating up one vehicle after the other... the twists and turns the short stretches, the wet and dry roads, the clear sky shining through the greenery, the occasional traffic jams at hairpin bends... i didn't bother to care about rest of the world, just one thing was in my mind... it's my day... i am going to ride it all the way as if there is no tomorrow... i am in mind for a ride, some recklessness included but no harm meant...
there was a guy on another bike, a bajaj eliminator having the same engine as mine but the chassis is a cruiser... gave him a good company till some time but i pushed my bike and i was leaving him behind... i don't pick up any road rash, i just enjoy a fellow biker's company... at the end of the day i too want him to take a good memory home... going past the wellington, temperature started falling and i felt the cold air through my helmet... and reaching coonor brought some drizzle and even colder air, i took the road to ooty, bit too much of traffic and was not the best ride to enjoy... and even made worse by the drizzle and the dropping temperature... and now i started shivering with no warm clothing to keep me warm... getting into the city it was raining a bit and me already soaking through the rain coat... believe me the rain coat is not meant to protect you, it will just delay the process of getting soaked :-) when it rains...
aah!! in ooty and now what!!! in just one and a half hour i was in ooty from home, roughly 70 kms i believe... i just spotted a coffee day and decided to get a warm coffee... and a much needed break... having a chit chat with guys there and gulping a grand mug and munching double choco chip cookies, i found my next ride will be to pykara a reservoir and a boating place... but i was a bit worried about the rain outside... spending 15 mins and warming up a bit, grabbed my camera and the rain coat and walked into the rain outside, rain??? who cares i am here to live it too... took the road towards gudalur, don't remember the milestone numbers but it said it's a national highway, a short distance later the road was almost deserted and the rain now turned into the occasional drizzle... the perfect scene i would have asked for... open roads, bit of a clear sky and a bike to ride... open throttles see my bike doing 70-90 kms on average... all the while being careful about the wet road and the trash from the forest canopy that had fallen and covered parts of the road... the moist air, feeling cold at my face... the roads were mostly left handers and worth taking corners at good speeds, i should say again that the roads were the best, never i had to bother about a rough patch or a bad road... i enjoyed riding every bit of 24 kms sometimes thorugh thick fog and eerie forest wood, to reach pykara... spending few good minutes at pykara, took a few pics of the lake, bits and pieces, i was not in best of my spirits to enjoy the time there, i didn't have my peace within to stop and make it memorable, i was missing someone very dear, missing the purpose, missing the joy and happiness, missing myself, lost in the puzzle of hard times, only time will answer my worries...
.... to be continued in part 2
my ooty trip...
the week since sunday had been filled with some sad events and some happier times, i will post about my ooty trip when i am in right mind, until then here are the photos from my trip...
Saturday 6 June 2009
i don't know why
it's feeling like someone pumped helium into my head... perhaps because i have lost my night sleep these days... the day had been pretty packed and it was raining all noon, looks like my trip to ooty is in jeopardy... partly coz i am getting into the usual weekend laziness and the gloomy weather...
my life feels a lot empty... a huge void, someone who was the purpose of my life is not there anymore... i try to overcome myself and get along with whats left of my life... the dying one inside me... now i know to some length how it feels to loose a dear one... some one more than just a dear one...
i guess i am starting to write a blog post everyday and filling it pretty much with nothing useful, i know i sound low but i guess writing things out will make me feel a lot better, i don't have any reservations about writing about my life... i don't mind everyone around me knowing a bit of whats happening... i better grow up.... fast :-)
my life feels a lot empty... a huge void, someone who was the purpose of my life is not there anymore... i try to overcome myself and get along with whats left of my life... the dying one inside me... now i know to some length how it feels to loose a dear one... some one more than just a dear one...
i guess i am starting to write a blog post everyday and filling it pretty much with nothing useful, i know i sound low but i guess writing things out will make me feel a lot better, i don't have any reservations about writing about my life... i don't mind everyone around me knowing a bit of whats happening... i better grow up.... fast :-)
Friday 5 June 2009
why do i write???
I don't know... its like i didn't have time to free myself in my blog till now and over the night things have changed and i am left with a void in my life... it's like i have to go through a deep loss... i want to talk to a lot of people and those lot are busy... with their life...
I went on a bike ride to Anaikatti... a place about 25 kms from home with a short hill section... i was planning to ride to ooty by bike, about 150 kms round trip, since my college days say since 5 years i had not done much of up hill riding by bike and took this trip as a practice lap... yes, i am petroholic and i am very bad at it... taking uphill turns at 80 or 90 kms in my pulsar 180 felt like... the bike was underpowered...
actually it's not the bike's fault, when you have yamaha r1 in your mind and ride an indian bike it's bound to happen... but for the roads that indian government can afford us... my bike is well enough... looking forward for my trip to ooty this sunday, hope rain gods don't spoil my plan this sunday too :-)
I went on a bike ride to Anaikatti... a place about 25 kms from home with a short hill section... i was planning to ride to ooty by bike, about 150 kms round trip, since my college days say since 5 years i had not done much of up hill riding by bike and took this trip as a practice lap... yes, i am petroholic and i am very bad at it... taking uphill turns at 80 or 90 kms in my pulsar 180 felt like... the bike was underpowered...
actually it's not the bike's fault, when you have yamaha r1 in your mind and ride an indian bike it's bound to happen... but for the roads that indian government can afford us... my bike is well enough... looking forward for my trip to ooty this sunday, hope rain gods don't spoil my plan this sunday too :-)
Thursday 4 June 2009
life as i know it
an entire day i spent away from office, doing what??? pretty much noting... was into socializing with friends and relatives, and all the while introspecting how bad the people's life are... looking around me i was not able to find an inspiring soul among the people gathered in the occasion... not the best examples for the next generation...
an already frustrated soul of mine was plunging ever deeper into my thoughts... a day wasted i had to return to my office and find out if my work plan for my absence had been any useful... good... work was going on... will have to check the operators's job card for the efficiency during my absence... the future is bright, the future is mine...
an already frustrated soul of mine was plunging ever deeper into my thoughts... a day wasted i had to return to my office and find out if my work plan for my absence had been any useful... good... work was going on... will have to check the operators's job card for the efficiency during my absence... the future is bright, the future is mine...
Wednesday 3 June 2009
i murdered me
it pains to do this to oneself... to remove every community i wishfully joined since i created my orkut profile in Feb 2006... its cruelty to delete my photo albums, the comments i received from my friends... it pains even more to delete the videos i added, my favourite ones like the gold spot ad from my childhood days, or the bajaj ads i like a lot... finally its an insult to remove the profile pic...
i can not gather up the strength to delete my profile or remove everyone from my friend's list, i treasure them for sure... i am not dead yet... feels like i am going through an honour killing from those japanese movies... but why am i doing this??? i don't have just one reason for sure... i want to be reborn, it will make me better for sometime... nothing is permanent, even the change...
i can not gather up the strength to delete my profile or remove everyone from my friend's list, i treasure them for sure... i am not dead yet... feels like i am going through an honour killing from those japanese movies... but why am i doing this??? i don't have just one reason for sure... i want to be reborn, it will make me better for sometime... nothing is permanent, even the change...
Tuesday 2 June 2009
the intricacies of human life...
how can people hate something so very badly??? things, people, memories that they have revered as their life and things they ardently prayed for the rest of their life??? i guess it's disappointment... disappointment from holding expectations or the disappointments from expecting smallest of returns in form of love and care...
i know people can not read minds so that in a relationship they can see the other one's expectations and satisfy the emotional needs every time... in this world its all relative... people may go through tough times, that may render them emotionally deprived or even make them insane... so what makes the other one stick with the one in need for help??? i don't know... simply, people find it hard to stick together during tough times, only thing that they probably don't realize is tough times don't change over the night... only the rubbing brings out the shine of the gold, sparkle of the diamond, truth of the heart... the ship stays put to ride out the storm, not because it cannot sail away but it's the best that could be done...
all the smallest of mistakes and disappointments just build up and reach a point where it turns out as hate but it just needs to be realized that the one who's hurting the other, needs a lot of help than hatred...
its not coz someone doesn't care for you that they end up hurting you, its coz simply they can't help themself and they lost their strength and best health of their mind some where... never walk away from someone who asks for help or attention coz you can't take it anymore... it will cripple them more than do any good... there is always tomorrow... there is always hope... and truth never fades...
i know people can not read minds so that in a relationship they can see the other one's expectations and satisfy the emotional needs every time... in this world its all relative... people may go through tough times, that may render them emotionally deprived or even make them insane... so what makes the other one stick with the one in need for help??? i don't know... simply, people find it hard to stick together during tough times, only thing that they probably don't realize is tough times don't change over the night... only the rubbing brings out the shine of the gold, sparkle of the diamond, truth of the heart... the ship stays put to ride out the storm, not because it cannot sail away but it's the best that could be done...
all the smallest of mistakes and disappointments just build up and reach a point where it turns out as hate but it just needs to be realized that the one who's hurting the other, needs a lot of help than hatred...
its not coz someone doesn't care for you that they end up hurting you, its coz simply they can't help themself and they lost their strength and best health of their mind some where... never walk away from someone who asks for help or attention coz you can't take it anymore... it will cripple them more than do any good... there is always tomorrow... there is always hope... and truth never fades...
Monday 1 June 2009
sweetness of success
Had anyone felt the same way before??? i got a payment from my customer for 5500/- rs... not a fat sum though but its the first of the payments from the product i sold since it was developed in my company last Dec and started selling in March...
success is sweet... not my first job, not my first appreciation, not the pay slip i had in England gave me this satisfaction and put a smile on my face... coz i put my heart into it... i may sound crazy... but i am excited :-)
you must be remembering that i have bought a new machine for my company... its all set up and today we turned the key... all fine... now i am waiting for the cams i have ordered without which i can not manufacture any components with it... few more days to go... then i will be chasing my customer for new orders... future is bright... future is mine...
success is sweet... not my first job, not my first appreciation, not the pay slip i had in England gave me this satisfaction and put a smile on my face... coz i put my heart into it... i may sound crazy... but i am excited :-)
you must be remembering that i have bought a new machine for my company... its all set up and today we turned the key... all fine... now i am waiting for the cams i have ordered without which i can not manufacture any components with it... few more days to go... then i will be chasing my customer for new orders... future is bright... future is mine...
life as i know it...
i am just going through a reality check... roughly 20 months back what seemed to be a happening life of mine took a turn and made me make decisions that i always cherish and am happy about... i will never regret, i say again will never ever look back and question any of the decisions, my decision to get out of IT, to follow my heart, to get closer to mom, to move to Bangalore from Pune, to get into mechanical engineering, to find the girl i waited for long in my life to see if i could share my life with her... every decision of mine was perfect...
But the reality caught up with me... i have mentioned about the decisions i made, but soon after my decisions i lost track and lost myself, the one who took those decisions, got caught in the bliss... made too many mistakes and now after loosing something or the other i am back in track... some regrets, but as who i am and as always true from my heart, i am ready to put things back on track and pick up things from here in the best way i can... i am coming of age... catching up with my life or life is catching up with me... as i know it...
But the reality caught up with me... i have mentioned about the decisions i made, but soon after my decisions i lost track and lost myself, the one who took those decisions, got caught in the bliss... made too many mistakes and now after loosing something or the other i am back in track... some regrets, but as who i am and as always true from my heart, i am ready to put things back on track and pick up things from here in the best way i can... i am coming of age... catching up with my life or life is catching up with me... as i know it...
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