Blood soaked hands reach out from nowhere
Long long gory fingers
crawling,creeping, probing.
A Stifled scream,a half held breath,
the music is in the air!
That sardonic laugh,
echoing,reverbrating
They are after me.
They have teamed up with my shadow
But,Hey!Hey!
I'm a hollow man
You won't find what you seek.
I'm void, I'm free
I've deceived you with my smile
You thought you know me
But no,I'm a stranger
I've killed myself.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
The silver spoon
This happened to 2 of my friends while onsite.
The names have been changed for purely security reasons!!!
Venue: Pennymarkt,Hildesheim,Germany
Cast: Tuttu and Kuttu and a spoon.
One day Tuttu and Kuttu went for shopping, the normal stuff-groceries and stuff for the coming week.As usual after the shopping and billing, tuttu was packing the day's loot in her bag and kuttu was helping her with the same.It is then that the protagonist of our story, the 'silver' spoon, leaped out of tuttu's bag and safely secured it's place somewhere between the trash cans.
Action!
The hunt begins!!
Tuttu and Kuttu started the search for the spoon.My God!If the house owner finds out that a spoon is missing!!Tuttu needed no more encouragement than that.After frantically scanning the area, finally it was spotted.But there it lay under the trash cans, beyond either of their reach!
'Chechi, get it with that rod at the counter'Kuttu suggested.
Even before tuttu could take a look at 'the rod at the counter' ,kuttu had taken the 'Next customer please !'divider, a cuboidal object which could help in the situation,from the billing counter and started her excavations.
Distracted by all this the cashier stopped the billing and volunteered to help.Our friends tried explaining the situation. Not understanding a single word, the cashier queried amongst her customers for someone who knew English.
A gentleman in the queue shot his hand up.But unfortunately neither could he make out their tale of the missing spoon.But every one present were assured that these ladies had lost something precious.
The whole shop now joined in the hunt for the missing prize .
After a few minutes of hard work and a shower in dust, the cashier lady was able to move the trash cans and all the adjoining stuff.And still nothing precious came into view .
'The tissue paper'tuttu said..
What!!We had done all this for a tissue paper.
Tuttu read the expression on the onlooker's and most importantly on the cashier's face.
'Its under the tissue paper'Tuttu put in, before their expressions transformed into exasperation .
But on seeing the treasure under the tissue, I don't think their expressions would have changed much!!!
If only someone could understand English or atleast our friends knew the german word for spoon!!!
The names have been changed for purely security reasons!!!
Venue: Pennymarkt,Hildesheim,Germany
Cast: Tuttu and Kuttu and a spoon.
One day Tuttu and Kuttu went for shopping, the normal stuff-groceries and stuff for the coming week.As usual after the shopping and billing, tuttu was packing the day's loot in her bag and kuttu was helping her with the same.It is then that the protagonist of our story, the 'silver' spoon, leaped out of tuttu's bag and safely secured it's place somewhere between the trash cans.
Action!
The hunt begins!!
Tuttu and Kuttu started the search for the spoon.My God!If the house owner finds out that a spoon is missing!!Tuttu needed no more encouragement than that.After frantically scanning the area, finally it was spotted.But there it lay under the trash cans, beyond either of their reach!
'Chechi, get it with that rod at the counter'Kuttu suggested.
Even before tuttu could take a look at 'the rod at the counter' ,kuttu had taken the 'Next customer please !'divider, a cuboidal object which could help in the situation,from the billing counter and started her excavations.
Distracted by all this the cashier stopped the billing and volunteered to help.Our friends tried explaining the situation. Not understanding a single word, the cashier queried amongst her customers for someone who knew English.
A gentleman in the queue shot his hand up.But unfortunately neither could he make out their tale of the missing spoon.But every one present were assured that these ladies had lost something precious.
The whole shop now joined in the hunt for the missing prize .
After a few minutes of hard work and a shower in dust, the cashier lady was able to move the trash cans and all the adjoining stuff.And still nothing precious came into view .
'The tissue paper'tuttu said..
What!!We had done all this for a tissue paper.
Tuttu read the expression on the onlooker's and most importantly on the cashier's face.
'Its under the tissue paper'Tuttu put in, before their expressions transformed into exasperation .
But on seeing the treasure under the tissue, I don't think their expressions would have changed much!!!
If only someone could understand English or atleast our friends knew the german word for spoon!!!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Ode to a sweet friendship..
I chanced upon a friend's profile in Orkut.
No reason i would have checked her profile had she not given an update.
She is one of my closest friends,some one with whom i have had many a memorable moments back in college days ,and like many others ,she is also now miles apart from me. But, only in presence, not to my heart .
Hey friend,
Do you remember...
those sleepless nights on the hostel terrace where we have sat and chatted on exam eves!
those late night combined studies when we dozed off almost immidiately!
those college days we have together attended,howling and shouting and cheering"Tatta Tatta tatta tta...eyya hua .."
those hostel days we made memorable with our skits .
those tears I have showered on your shoulders!
those endless gossips we shared!
And the list could go on..
And how could i ever forget your thrissur accent!!!;-)
I hardly could catch a word the first time we spoke!!
Well!!Those silly flakes of memories rained over me.But look at where life has taken me!!It needed an orkut update for me to remember my friend!!Have i become so busy in life or am i deliberately putting myself away from these memories lest they should make me emotional?
(She was not my classmate, but a batchmate and hostel mate.
So no bunking classes together and copying assignments and tests.
This will probably end up as another blog, starring me and my partner in crime.God!That's a lot to tell..)
No reason i would have checked her profile had she not given an update.
She is one of my closest friends,some one with whom i have had many a memorable moments back in college days ,and like many others ,she is also now miles apart from me. But, only in presence, not to my heart .
Hey friend,
Do you remember...
those sleepless nights on the hostel terrace where we have sat and chatted on exam eves!
those late night combined studies when we dozed off almost immidiately!
those college days we have together attended,howling and shouting and cheering"Tatta Tatta tatta tta...eyya hua .."
those hostel days we made memorable with our skits .
those tears I have showered on your shoulders!
those endless gossips we shared!
And the list could go on..
And how could i ever forget your thrissur accent!!!;-)
I hardly could catch a word the first time we spoke!!
Well!!Those silly flakes of memories rained over me.But look at where life has taken me!!It needed an orkut update for me to remember my friend!!Have i become so busy in life or am i deliberately putting myself away from these memories lest they should make me emotional?
(She was not my classmate, but a batchmate and hostel mate.
So no bunking classes together and copying assignments and tests.
This will probably end up as another blog, starring me and my partner in crime.God!That's a lot to tell..)
Friday, July 18, 2008
An evening by your side...........
The blazing sun sank over a hazy horizon.It was a beautiful sunset.
They sat there enjoying the beauty of the moment,enjoying each other's presence.
She was happy,very happy.This was a dream come true.Destiny or fate or the God whom she called upon every day had bought him next to her today.
She dared not look at him.She was apprehensive of facing her only dream. She was apprehensive of looking at the face that she had seen only with her heart all these years.
Silence..that vast ocean that had engulfed their lives prevailed.
Silence could speak and they had always spoken in silence.
The same silence with which they had acknowledged their feelings,the same silence with which she went away from his life, the same silence with which he watched her leave,unable to hold her back.
She wanted to hold his hands,to lock her fingers in his.But she dared not.What if that offended him?What if he got up and left?
He took her hands in his.Her heart skipped a beat.She looked into his eyes.She saw her face in them.
"Why did you leave me?"His eyes seemed to ask.
Her eyes ,so beautiful, so pretty.They still had that spark.They could still captivate him.If only time would freeze!He wished.
But even now, he knew , he couldn't hold her back.
"A moment in time is all between you and me
A moment in time I will not let go"
He told in silence.
She got up to leave, praying he would call her back.
She walked away without looking back at him even once.Tears rolled down her cheeks.Why aren't the stars still not shining upon her.
He looked at the empty seat beside him,at the void in his life.He knew he couldn't survive it again..
"Ria,please don't leave me again".The silence broke.
The night sky sparkled with a million stars...
They sat there enjoying the beauty of the moment,enjoying each other's presence.
She was happy,very happy.This was a dream come true.Destiny or fate or the God whom she called upon every day had bought him next to her today.
She dared not look at him.She was apprehensive of facing her only dream. She was apprehensive of looking at the face that she had seen only with her heart all these years.
Silence..that vast ocean that had engulfed their lives prevailed.
Silence could speak and they had always spoken in silence.
The same silence with which they had acknowledged their feelings,the same silence with which she went away from his life, the same silence with which he watched her leave,unable to hold her back.
She wanted to hold his hands,to lock her fingers in his.But she dared not.What if that offended him?What if he got up and left?
He took her hands in his.Her heart skipped a beat.She looked into his eyes.She saw her face in them.
"Why did you leave me?"His eyes seemed to ask.
Her eyes ,so beautiful, so pretty.They still had that spark.They could still captivate him.If only time would freeze!He wished.
But even now, he knew , he couldn't hold her back.
"A moment in time is all between you and me
A moment in time I will not let go"
He told in silence.
She got up to leave, praying he would call her back.
She walked away without looking back at him even once.Tears rolled down her cheeks.Why aren't the stars still not shining upon her.
He looked at the empty seat beside him,at the void in his life.He knew he couldn't survive it again..
"Ria,please don't leave me again".The silence broke.
The night sky sparkled with a million stars...
Auto Madame????
I have never had an ill feeling towards auto drivers until I reached Bangalore.
My mind had always picturised them as the sweet person who took me to school and that of Sudhi(Played by mohanLal) in the malayalam flick'Aye auto'.
The whole idea has been distorted by the auto walas in Bangalore.
They are nothing but day light looters.
I agree there are many civilised,well mannered ones also here. But definitely none of the auto walas in front of Forum(either side)fall in this category.
There are ruffian and villain auto drivers in Kerala too, but definitely its worse here.
It's only here in Bangalore that they charge you more than double and triple the fare even at normal hours.
Once i couldn't help but laugh when an auto charged 100Rs where it would cost me the minimum just because that is the standard.
The same destination by the same route the same day has once costed me double the amount.
Once they realise you are not familiar with the route they take you on loooooong rides.
And when you try to argue with them,a sudden amnesia comes over them and they forget even the bits and pieces of hindi or english they Knew!!!
The most difficult part is sometimes getting an auto. We always have trouble getting one for our friend. We tell the auto drivers Koramangala 1st Block and they drive away faster than they came.
Don't fall for the politeness and gentleness with which they offer their service when you come out of Forum!!!
"Auto madame??".
Your wish is my command.I will take you wherever you want to go or so they sound.Just tell your destination and they turn their faces away and then they agree to do a meherbaani by taking you to where ever you want to go at double the price.
I live nearby,just walkable distance from office.:-) so when ever I hear that question "Auto madame??" I either say a sharp No!!Or completely ignore them.Oh!I feel the contentment of having won a battle
.
Once when we hired an auto and asked the driver to take us somewhere he didn't agree. He demanded extra and then half of that and then an extra on that!!After bargaining and arguing we asked him where exactly was he willing to take us on the normal fare. a little here and a little there and he finally told us he would drop us at some place.'Oh! That's great!'said my brother. 'Please go and come back yourself' ;-).And we went on our way.
Then there are an entirely different lot.They are harmless and not looters.Its the 'aap jaise logon ko chodne ke liye hi hum subah-subah ghar se nikalte hai' type. Their only problem is that they will entertain you throughout the trip with their questions and answers and comments and opinions and suggetsions.
"Madame aap shivraathri nahi manati???"
"Kyu??"
"madame aap musalmaan ho??"
"Madame tho aap burkha kyu nahi pehanti???"
My only saviour in such moments is my mobile...
My mind had always picturised them as the sweet person who took me to school and that of Sudhi(Played by mohanLal) in the malayalam flick'Aye auto'.
The whole idea has been distorted by the auto walas in Bangalore.
They are nothing but day light looters.
I agree there are many civilised,well mannered ones also here. But definitely none of the auto walas in front of Forum(either side)fall in this category.
There are ruffian and villain auto drivers in Kerala too, but definitely its worse here.
It's only here in Bangalore that they charge you more than double and triple the fare even at normal hours.
Once i couldn't help but laugh when an auto charged 100Rs where it would cost me the minimum just because that is the standard.
The same destination by the same route the same day has once costed me double the amount.
Once they realise you are not familiar with the route they take you on loooooong rides.
And when you try to argue with them,a sudden amnesia comes over them and they forget even the bits and pieces of hindi or english they Knew!!!
The most difficult part is sometimes getting an auto. We always have trouble getting one for our friend. We tell the auto drivers Koramangala 1st Block and they drive away faster than they came.
Don't fall for the politeness and gentleness with which they offer their service when you come out of Forum!!!
"Auto madame??".
Your wish is my command.I will take you wherever you want to go or so they sound.Just tell your destination and they turn their faces away and then they agree to do a meherbaani by taking you to where ever you want to go at double the price.
I live nearby,just walkable distance from office.:-) so when ever I hear that question "Auto madame??" I either say a sharp No!!Or completely ignore them.Oh!I feel the contentment of having won a battle
.
Once when we hired an auto and asked the driver to take us somewhere he didn't agree. He demanded extra and then half of that and then an extra on that!!After bargaining and arguing we asked him where exactly was he willing to take us on the normal fare. a little here and a little there and he finally told us he would drop us at some place.'Oh! That's great!'said my brother. 'Please go and come back yourself' ;-).And we went on our way.
Then there are an entirely different lot.They are harmless and not looters.Its the 'aap jaise logon ko chodne ke liye hi hum subah-subah ghar se nikalte hai' type. Their only problem is that they will entertain you throughout the trip with their questions and answers and comments and opinions and suggetsions.
"Madame aap shivraathri nahi manati???"
"Kyu??"
"madame aap musalmaan ho??"
"Madame tho aap burkha kyu nahi pehanti???"
My only saviour in such moments is my mobile...
A short flash back
It's 2 years since i am in Bangalore.
But i still feel like my first day here
This city is still a stranger to me and im still trying desperately to find my niche here.
Nothing has changed in the last 2 years.
I still know only Koramangala area and ofcourse Brigade and MG road.
I still havent learnt kannada. The only line i know even now is'Kannada Gothilla'
I have grown from a fresher to a senior software engineer(Well, there is another 2 months to go!!!) and I still haven't learnt c++(I hope my manager does not see this!!!;-))
I have put on 10Kgs.Still I fit into some of the old clothes(Thanks to my tailor who altered every stitch ;-))
I still watch movies at the minimum rate of one per week.
I like ranbir kapoor.Still Shahrukh rules my heart and i still watch DDLJ on a regular basis.
I still cry whenever i leave home after a weekend.
And I am still as confused and insane as ever.
Well,no complaints!!!Changes always make me nervous..
But i still feel like my first day here
This city is still a stranger to me and im still trying desperately to find my niche here.
Nothing has changed in the last 2 years.
I still know only Koramangala area and ofcourse Brigade and MG road.
I still havent learnt kannada. The only line i know even now is'Kannada Gothilla'
I have grown from a fresher to a senior software engineer(Well, there is another 2 months to go!!!) and I still haven't learnt c++(I hope my manager does not see this!!!;-))
I have put on 10Kgs.Still I fit into some of the old clothes(Thanks to my tailor who altered every stitch ;-))
I still watch movies at the minimum rate of one per week.
I like ranbir kapoor.Still Shahrukh rules my heart and i still watch DDLJ on a regular basis.
I still cry whenever i leave home after a weekend.
And I am still as confused and insane as ever.
Well,no complaints!!!Changes always make me nervous..
Thursday, July 17, 2008
BALCONY HOUSEFULL!!!
Last week while I was in calicut,I went for a movie.
I had been looking forward to watching it ever since i got a fwd mail about it. It is a malayalam movie about a group of young software engineers.Perhaps atleast the story of reel life software engineers wouldn't be as pathetic as real life!!!It was a total surprise to me that the movie had been released in theaters by the time i had come home(Unfortunately i didnt know it had released only a day before;-( . Unfortunate because getting tickts wouldn't be that easy)
I reached the theatre just half an hour befor the show.My sister's doubts of getting the tickets echoed in my ears as i stepped inside.
But wait!There was hardly anybody there. No big queue and crowd as I anticipated.
Now I am surely going to get the tickets.I was happy ;-).Only then did my eyes fell on the board kept at the counter.And those 2 words loomed in front of my eyes. BALCONY HOUSEFUL.
Sigh! I will have to wait till it comes in PVR.With a broken heart, I decided to return home.The 30Rs ticket seats were not a comfortable option for 2 girls.
That's when i heard that..
'Balcony , Balcony...'
A black ticketeer! Oh My God!!A criminal!What should I do?Run away from there?Pretend not to have seen taht guy??Or is it okay if i bought the tickets in black just this one time?But what if i am caught by police?Will I be jailed?And the humiliation that would follow??
I was scared.But the temptation to watch the movie was overwhelming.
He charged double the ticket fare.But,it would still work out cheaper for me compared to the rates at PVR.
I bought the tickets quickly.Took a slip from him and handed him the cash,without even checking the slip. The deal was over.I just wanted it to end soon.
I pocketed the slip, looked around making sure that no one had seen me.
It's only then i took a peak at the slip.And Lo! i had been fooled. That jerk had given me the reservation coupen for the next show.I had paid him double the money and been fooled.
More than the humiliation of being fooled, I was feeling bad about not being able to watch the movie.
I decded to try my luck at the counter . Initially the guy at the counter showed all his 'nakhraas'.
"Madame, its not possible..This is a coupen for the next show!!We dont have tickets"
and so and so and so..
But finally he agreed and i got the tickets..;-)
But wait!I thought the BALCONY was HOUSEFULL ;-)
Whatever! we watched the movie...
I had been looking forward to watching it ever since i got a fwd mail about it. It is a malayalam movie about a group of young software engineers.Perhaps atleast the story of reel life software engineers wouldn't be as pathetic as real life!!!It was a total surprise to me that the movie had been released in theaters by the time i had come home(Unfortunately i didnt know it had released only a day before;-( . Unfortunate because getting tickts wouldn't be that easy)
I reached the theatre just half an hour befor the show.My sister's doubts of getting the tickets echoed in my ears as i stepped inside.
But wait!There was hardly anybody there. No big queue and crowd as I anticipated.
Now I am surely going to get the tickets.I was happy ;-).Only then did my eyes fell on the board kept at the counter.And those 2 words loomed in front of my eyes. BALCONY HOUSEFUL.
Sigh! I will have to wait till it comes in PVR.With a broken heart, I decided to return home.The 30Rs ticket seats were not a comfortable option for 2 girls.
That's when i heard that..
'Balcony , Balcony...'
A black ticketeer! Oh My God!!A criminal!What should I do?Run away from there?Pretend not to have seen taht guy??Or is it okay if i bought the tickets in black just this one time?But what if i am caught by police?Will I be jailed?And the humiliation that would follow??
I was scared.But the temptation to watch the movie was overwhelming.
He charged double the ticket fare.But,it would still work out cheaper for me compared to the rates at PVR.
I bought the tickets quickly.Took a slip from him and handed him the cash,without even checking the slip. The deal was over.I just wanted it to end soon.
I pocketed the slip, looked around making sure that no one had seen me.
It's only then i took a peak at the slip.And Lo! i had been fooled. That jerk had given me the reservation coupen for the next show.I had paid him double the money and been fooled.
More than the humiliation of being fooled, I was feeling bad about not being able to watch the movie.
I decded to try my luck at the counter . Initially the guy at the counter showed all his 'nakhraas'.
"Madame, its not possible..This is a coupen for the next show!!We dont have tickets"
and so and so and so..
But finally he agreed and i got the tickets..;-)
But wait!I thought the BALCONY was HOUSEFULL ;-)
Whatever! we watched the movie...
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