An old poem of mine. thought if I was't writing new stuff, I'd atleast post some of my old scribbles.
Born in one piece
To be shattered amiss
Again and again
The abuse repeats
One single tube
Of icky stuff
Persistence limited
Till the last sticky glob
Endurance unshaken
To last the night
Bed wet again
Eyes red shot throughout
A well trodden path
A last promise still fresh
But again and again
The path seduces
Back on the track
To be trodden upon again
All that knowledge
All that was learnt
Forgotten in a wink
An inviting smile
A familiar discomfort
Building up warmth
A shorter span than before
Back on the street
Dazed at the result
Unwilling to accept
Shattered again
For the nth time
Pieces now so small
It will take time
There’s still some glue left
Though the tube’s growing thin
This time it will hold
No more straying bold
Another pretty face
Another angelic smile
Back in the queue
Waiting familiar fate
Another fling shorter than last
Broken at the end
Even worse than the last
Shattered again now
Broken several times over
Pieces now too small
But managed to gather
Reached for the tube
The one with the glue
Never realized before
But now know it’s true
A limit is inevitable
The end has been reached
No further lay roads
Only barren fields
Took for granted
This heart for too long
Now in shambles
No more glue to fasten
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Silly-Con Valley of India
This is Bang bang bang Bangalore?
Due to unforeseen circumstances, I am forced to cancel my confirmed ticket on Brindavan express. So what do I do? Pick an alternative. It’s Thursday afternoon. And it’s the 14th of August. No hopes of a bus or train ticket falling into my lap, so I choose the expensive way out. A flight ticket to Chennai. Expensive, but worth it. All I need to do now is get myself to the airport. Easy. That’s what I think, but that’s when it starts to pour cats and dogs. No, actually it’s pouring elephants and hyenas.
The cab that was due to pick me up at 8.00 pm is far behind schedule. So I take matters into my own hands (or legs to be more appropriate) and brave the rains. It’s taken me a trek of 2.6 kms in a torrent to realize that I’ve made a mistake. This is Bangalore. Rickshaws don’t do your bidding, they do YOU.
Finally by 8.50 pm. I’ve managed to coax a cab to take me to the airport. By now the city is chaotic. The unforgiving rain (thank you god), and the unyielding gutters have decided to sink the city. I am soaked, I stink, and I am just an hour and half away from the flight that will deliver me from this trench.
The cab guy assures me that I will make it. Energized by his enthusiatic mumble, I give in. I stop glancing at my watch, I literally give up praying. I am convinced I will make it. I get there 2 minutes too late. Thanks to a suddenly duty conscious police department that decides to stall my cab for a routine check that costs me 10 minutes. And the drug buster at the check-in entrance who's whacky intrument insists i am carrying coke. After letting him go through all the contents in my bag, he let's me go. I rush to the check-in counter only to be told the flight is already set for take off, so no chance of me getting on. They are courteous enough to offer me a seat in the next flight. I succumb.
Now remember, this is Devanahalli, a place that’s 2 hours away (in decent traffic conditions) from where I stay. I’ve missed my 10.25 pm flight by 2 minutes and the next flight is at 9.50 am. I decide to go home. But wait. I am told I can’t leave the airport unless I fly out (what kind of a rule is that?). I spend the next 13 hours in the airport trying my best not to doze off. The only help I have is coffee. Courtesy Café Coffee Day. Oh! I almost forgot. The rain has laid my cell phone to rest. It got drenched and conked by the time I got into the cab, so by now I have absolutely no means of communication to the outside world. Like everyone else Iam completely dependent on my cell phone. I don't write down numbers anywhere. I don't even have my house number memorised. So what do i do? I manage to find an old gentleman, kind enough to let me insert my sim in his instrument for a few minutes. Thanks to him i retreived my home number from a message sent earlier. Now I can use the phone booths and inform home of the calamity that has struck. I spot 2 red PCO phones. But the trouble is they need to be fed 1 Rupee coins to work. I am shocked, in the age of web 2.0, the International airport has no means of communication other than a coin fed public phone? I mean, come on, who the hell carries 1 Rupee coins anymore? Anyways I try my luck with the Café for coins and thankfully they had a few. A very few mind you because their prices are all multiples of five. Armed with 5 coins, I make my way to the phone and make the call home. I have to rush through the details of my forced change in travel plans because the machine's gobbling a coin every 10 seconds. Well, atleast I am a bit relieved after the call. I settle into a chair and survey my surroundings. My home for the next 13 hours. I can't believe I am waiting 13 hours for a flight that lasts 40 minutes. I silently laugh at the irony of it.
So here I am, trapped in a glass enclosure with Arabs, Americans and I don’t know who else. No food, no entertainment, no escape. I am feeling a bit like Tom Hanks, but no Catherine Zeta Jones around though.
I am not the only one that’s being tortured by an undeniably ill functioning Bangalore city. I speak for all in my shoes. This city has gone to the dogs. What was the need to move the airport so far away from the city? Why do rains always leave the city in havoc? Why aren’t auto rickshaws being regulated by the transport department?
Due to unforeseen circumstances, I am forced to cancel my confirmed ticket on Brindavan express. So what do I do? Pick an alternative. It’s Thursday afternoon. And it’s the 14th of August. No hopes of a bus or train ticket falling into my lap, so I choose the expensive way out. A flight ticket to Chennai. Expensive, but worth it. All I need to do now is get myself to the airport. Easy. That’s what I think, but that’s when it starts to pour cats and dogs. No, actually it’s pouring elephants and hyenas.
The cab that was due to pick me up at 8.00 pm is far behind schedule. So I take matters into my own hands (or legs to be more appropriate) and brave the rains. It’s taken me a trek of 2.6 kms in a torrent to realize that I’ve made a mistake. This is Bangalore. Rickshaws don’t do your bidding, they do YOU.
Finally by 8.50 pm. I’ve managed to coax a cab to take me to the airport. By now the city is chaotic. The unforgiving rain (thank you god), and the unyielding gutters have decided to sink the city. I am soaked, I stink, and I am just an hour and half away from the flight that will deliver me from this trench.
The cab guy assures me that I will make it. Energized by his enthusiatic mumble, I give in. I stop glancing at my watch, I literally give up praying. I am convinced I will make it. I get there 2 minutes too late. Thanks to a suddenly duty conscious police department that decides to stall my cab for a routine check that costs me 10 minutes. And the drug buster at the check-in entrance who's whacky intrument insists i am carrying coke. After letting him go through all the contents in my bag, he let's me go. I rush to the check-in counter only to be told the flight is already set for take off, so no chance of me getting on. They are courteous enough to offer me a seat in the next flight. I succumb.
Now remember, this is Devanahalli, a place that’s 2 hours away (in decent traffic conditions) from where I stay. I’ve missed my 10.25 pm flight by 2 minutes and the next flight is at 9.50 am. I decide to go home. But wait. I am told I can’t leave the airport unless I fly out (what kind of a rule is that?). I spend the next 13 hours in the airport trying my best not to doze off. The only help I have is coffee. Courtesy Café Coffee Day. Oh! I almost forgot. The rain has laid my cell phone to rest. It got drenched and conked by the time I got into the cab, so by now I have absolutely no means of communication to the outside world. Like everyone else Iam completely dependent on my cell phone. I don't write down numbers anywhere. I don't even have my house number memorised. So what do i do? I manage to find an old gentleman, kind enough to let me insert my sim in his instrument for a few minutes. Thanks to him i retreived my home number from a message sent earlier. Now I can use the phone booths and inform home of the calamity that has struck. I spot 2 red PCO phones. But the trouble is they need to be fed 1 Rupee coins to work. I am shocked, in the age of web 2.0, the International airport has no means of communication other than a coin fed public phone? I mean, come on, who the hell carries 1 Rupee coins anymore? Anyways I try my luck with the Café for coins and thankfully they had a few. A very few mind you because their prices are all multiples of five. Armed with 5 coins, I make my way to the phone and make the call home. I have to rush through the details of my forced change in travel plans because the machine's gobbling a coin every 10 seconds. Well, atleast I am a bit relieved after the call. I settle into a chair and survey my surroundings. My home for the next 13 hours. I can't believe I am waiting 13 hours for a flight that lasts 40 minutes. I silently laugh at the irony of it.
So here I am, trapped in a glass enclosure with Arabs, Americans and I don’t know who else. No food, no entertainment, no escape. I am feeling a bit like Tom Hanks, but no Catherine Zeta Jones around though.
I am not the only one that’s being tortured by an undeniably ill functioning Bangalore city. I speak for all in my shoes. This city has gone to the dogs. What was the need to move the airport so far away from the city? Why do rains always leave the city in havoc? Why aren’t auto rickshaws being regulated by the transport department?
Monday, March 10, 2008
The Ever Growing Post Of My Favorite & Spontaneous Quotes III
Hello folks...here's the third installment of the My Favorite & Spontaneous Quotes. Hope you like it. Cheers.
“A troubled mind has more reasons to think than a gleeful one.” – Bubbasamuel
“Africa was what we inherited from God, America is what we did to it.” – Bubbasamuel
“Remember, the lips that are kissing your ass are hiding teeth behind them.” – Bubbasamuel
“If you thought trying to remember someone was a toughie, give forgetting a shot.” – Bubbasamuel
“If I could, I’d be the first person to put a boot up my own ass. I am so dumb, so juvenile to have pushed away the only person who loved me. And for what? For being sane.” - Bubbasamuel
“Unlike salamanders we can’t grow back what we lose, we just learn to live without it that’s all.” – Bubbasamuel
"Sometimes a crisis situation makes your mind feel like the grey fuzzy no reception display on television." – Bubbasamuel
"You want to put an end to terrorism? Start by shooting down the bastards who burn up buses and break shop windows at the drop of a hat." – Bubbasamuel
“Most of us go on with our dull lives because we're too brave to give up, too chicken to commit suicide and too broke to hire a hit man to do the job for us.” – Bubbasamuel
“Tear my heart out, slow roast me over a fire, pull off my eyebrows strand by strand, push pins though my fingernails….do anything to me, anything but a monday.” - Bubbasamuel
“A troubled mind has more reasons to think than a gleeful one.” – Bubbasamuel
“Africa was what we inherited from God, America is what we did to it.” – Bubbasamuel
“Remember, the lips that are kissing your ass are hiding teeth behind them.” – Bubbasamuel
“If you thought trying to remember someone was a toughie, give forgetting a shot.” – Bubbasamuel
“If I could, I’d be the first person to put a boot up my own ass. I am so dumb, so juvenile to have pushed away the only person who loved me. And for what? For being sane.” - Bubbasamuel
“Unlike salamanders we can’t grow back what we lose, we just learn to live without it that’s all.” – Bubbasamuel
"Sometimes a crisis situation makes your mind feel like the grey fuzzy no reception display on television." – Bubbasamuel
"You want to put an end to terrorism? Start by shooting down the bastards who burn up buses and break shop windows at the drop of a hat." – Bubbasamuel
“Most of us go on with our dull lives because we're too brave to give up, too chicken to commit suicide and too broke to hire a hit man to do the job for us.” – Bubbasamuel
“Tear my heart out, slow roast me over a fire, pull off my eyebrows strand by strand, push pins though my fingernails….do anything to me, anything but a monday.” - Bubbasamuel
Monday, January 28, 2008
The Ever Growing Post Of My Favorite & Spontaneous Quotes II
Hello... I am Back. And as promised, the post of favourite and spontaneous quotes is growing. Here is the second part. Hope you all like it.
“Happiness is like cotton candy, you always think you’ve a lot of it but it’s gone even before you’ve properly tasted it.” – Bubbasamuel
“People have completely eliminated the heart from the equation of love, now they just love with their minds.” – Bubbasamuel
“According to the old testament, the married man shall live by the rule - YES DEAR, NO DEAR, and according to the new testament, he shall live by the rule - YES DEAR, ABSOLUTELY DEAR.” – Bubbasamuel
“Common sense is for people who lack imagination.” – Bubbasamuel
“Knowing is nothing, showing is everything.” – Bubbasamuel
“Let’s talk about something nice, she said, and I asked, like what? Mint chocolates and pink ponies? Peppermint breath and brownies? Cotton candy and fruit slush? Popsicles and jelly mush?” – Bubbasamuel
“Don’t you love me anymore? Don’t I look beautiful to you anymore? Will you like me just as much if I become fat after marriage? The human mind is so fickle, it needs constant reassurance.” – Bubbasamuel
“If you can’t beat em, buy em out.” – Bubbasamuel
“Madness knows no manners.” – Bubbasamuel
“Every human wishes life was a big circle, childhood to teenage to manhood to old age to childhood again, but unfortunately it’s a straight line with a very definite start and an uncertain end.” - Bubbasamuel
“Happiness is like cotton candy, you always think you’ve a lot of it but it’s gone even before you’ve properly tasted it.” – Bubbasamuel
“People have completely eliminated the heart from the equation of love, now they just love with their minds.” – Bubbasamuel
“According to the old testament, the married man shall live by the rule - YES DEAR, NO DEAR, and according to the new testament, he shall live by the rule - YES DEAR, ABSOLUTELY DEAR.” – Bubbasamuel
“Common sense is for people who lack imagination.” – Bubbasamuel
“Knowing is nothing, showing is everything.” – Bubbasamuel
“Let’s talk about something nice, she said, and I asked, like what? Mint chocolates and pink ponies? Peppermint breath and brownies? Cotton candy and fruit slush? Popsicles and jelly mush?” – Bubbasamuel
“Don’t you love me anymore? Don’t I look beautiful to you anymore? Will you like me just as much if I become fat after marriage? The human mind is so fickle, it needs constant reassurance.” – Bubbasamuel
“If you can’t beat em, buy em out.” – Bubbasamuel
“Madness knows no manners.” – Bubbasamuel
“Every human wishes life was a big circle, childhood to teenage to manhood to old age to childhood again, but unfortunately it’s a straight line with a very definite start and an uncertain end.” - Bubbasamuel
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
The Ever Growing Post Of My Favorite & Spontaneous Quotes
Hi all...been a damn long time since I posted anything. Been too busy and too uninspired. Actually I am still uninspired but then I thought I have to post something to get the habit started again. So here it is...a post that's going to keep growing...a post of my favorite quotes (obviously mine) and one or two quotes from friends that i simply loved. If you find them interesting, I'd be glad and would even urge you to use them as you please....provided you quote me..i.e., add my name at the end of the quote. And if you find them tasteless and utterly disgusting, you are free to lock me up in a dark secluded dungeon and throw away the keys.
P.S. I must add that these quotes are the spontaneous results from conversations with friends. They may not be appropriate for the moment. But who knows, you might find them appropriate in times to come. Also, you are free to post me quotes of your own with your names, if i find them amusing, i'll add them to this list. Cheers :)
“I struggled all the way to the top using up every ounce of my strength, only to discover I had climbed a shit mound!” - Bubbasamuel
“There is no such thing as defense. There is only counter offense.” - Bubbasamuel
“We all suffer from a painful incurable disease...it's called 'memory'.” - Bubbasamuel"
There's no better reason to be miserable than the reason of love" - Bubbasamuel
"If you say 'shit happens' I am just gonna have to say 'guess you're not toilet trained huh' :)" - Bubbasamuel
"Sing your heart out Lassy...sing to the dark clouds...maybe they will cheer up and let the sun peek through" - Bubbasamuel
"I am bubba san because I differ, if I joined the crowd I'll just be sans bubba" - Bubbasamuel
"If you cant do it with a 'click', it must be one of those things they call impossible to do" - Bubbasamuel
"A single word, typed free of errors and timed right is worth a million emoticons anyday" - Bubbasamuel
"You spend half of your life waiting to feel bored and then the later half waiting to feel busy" - Felicia
“If anyone asks me what I do, I’d say - I police ads for crimes committed by misplaced letters and mis-spelt words, I enforce the law of grammar and see that writers adhere to it, I am a Creative Supervisor” - Bubbasamuel
"There is always a way out for the quick witted" - Bubbasamuel
"Dead men don't count" - Bubbasamuel
P.S. I must add that these quotes are the spontaneous results from conversations with friends. They may not be appropriate for the moment. But who knows, you might find them appropriate in times to come. Also, you are free to post me quotes of your own with your names, if i find them amusing, i'll add them to this list. Cheers :)
“I struggled all the way to the top using up every ounce of my strength, only to discover I had climbed a shit mound!” - Bubbasamuel
“There is no such thing as defense. There is only counter offense.” - Bubbasamuel
“We all suffer from a painful incurable disease...it's called 'memory'.” - Bubbasamuel"
There's no better reason to be miserable than the reason of love" - Bubbasamuel
"If you say 'shit happens' I am just gonna have to say 'guess you're not toilet trained huh' :)" - Bubbasamuel
"Sing your heart out Lassy...sing to the dark clouds...maybe they will cheer up and let the sun peek through" - Bubbasamuel
"I am bubba san because I differ, if I joined the crowd I'll just be sans bubba" - Bubbasamuel
"If you cant do it with a 'click', it must be one of those things they call impossible to do" - Bubbasamuel
"A single word, typed free of errors and timed right is worth a million emoticons anyday" - Bubbasamuel
"You spend half of your life waiting to feel bored and then the later half waiting to feel busy" - Felicia
“If anyone asks me what I do, I’d say - I police ads for crimes committed by misplaced letters and mis-spelt words, I enforce the law of grammar and see that writers adhere to it, I am a Creative Supervisor” - Bubbasamuel
"There is always a way out for the quick witted" - Bubbasamuel
"Dead men don't count" - Bubbasamuel
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