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March 31, 2011

Yaaraan da tashan – part 1

Filed under: Have a nice Day,insights — coolantz @ 9:48 am
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So, it was a fine day that I had decided to fly back to Delhi to get on with the road trip. X and T’s tickets had been confirmed for the coming weekend, so all that was left unto me was to land back, climb on my car and drive back. So lame, right ?

Hyderabad, 22’nd March

I had a pleasant day, full of surprises on the day I was going to fly out. I got a (rather unexpected) ride to work on “Blink”. Blink’s another car (friend’s), which is real pretty and it’s of the most awesome shade of blue you could ever lay eyes on. I told my friend about my grand road trip plans, and how it all transpired. The thing about Blink is that when you are in it, you never find any traffic. At least it’s been the case with me so far. So, no traffic, I quickly reached work. Friend wished me luck and continued.

So I was thinking, today seems lucky! And it was still far from over. In fact, it was only beginning. Half an hour into work and me and my distracted state, I get a call from an unknown number. Now these day time calls from random numbers give me the jitters because I was spammed like hell, back in Delhi. So much So that I was forced to turn of my SMS tone. (Friends hated me for that). I used to get like 50 smss a day. “Was this another beginning of a similar spiral?” I thought to myself.

Anyways, I answered and had to strain to hear a heavy accented voice on the other side. The caller informed me that my has been pre-poned by a good 2 hours (do you believe that?). This situation might have been a dampener for people who had a “touch and go” schedule. Not me though. I was elated. I called home and told them I’d be joining for dinner.

There were no snags/delays, and I had the most comfortable flight back home (otherwise, I hate flying). I made a check list of things I had to do, in a day so that I could start on the drive back.

My Check List

  • Get NOC from RTO which allows me to drive my car into any other state.
  • See if my car was in good condition and it sounded right.
  • Buy a pair of spectacles, and shades from my regular optician back in Delhi.
  • Meet up people from Nagarro, possibly have lunch with them.
  • Meet up some friends from ARSD.
  • Meet up with friends I used to hang out with when I was in Delhi
  • Meet up with some friend who I was not so much in touch with, when I was in Delhi. People from SMIT
  • Have at least a good dinner with my folks.
  • Pack up my swimming gear and bring it back. I so need it in Malaysian Township.

That was a small list of things I aspired to do in Delhi, in exactly one day.  Holy Cow! If today has been lucky, I would want the luck to continue shining on me for the following day, if I were to complete half of these things I’ve mentioned here.

So I reached home in decent time, had home cooked food after ages, spoke to mom, dad and sis after ages. Pretty soon, I felt sleepy, and dozed off to a nice peaceful sleep. I needed that to replenish myself for what seemed like a mammoth day!

March 30, 2011

Delhi To Hyderabad. On road !! Why would you do it?

Filed under: Have a nice Day,humor,insights,Starting out — coolantz @ 6:56 am
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So, almost everyone I talk to about my road trip plans has a similar line of responding . It starts with an exclamatory wow! and settles into more introspective “What?, Why?, and How?” . Also, there are people who go like “Hey … you’ll break your car/back/face“. One of the very interesting questions I got asked was “What will you do about the heat?“. A very interesting remark that’s gotten stuck in “That must have been the biggest risk you’ve ever taken in life“. Of course people tell you things. When they care.

My reasons for deciding to do it.

Any ways, it is certainly not a trip people take on an extended weekend. The distance is pretty steep, and I have no idea of the state of roads as of now. One thing I do know is I haven’t been doing any sort of major travelling since the past two years. I do feel the time to take a break and go for a hike. I believe this is a right time as I do not have that much on my plate. Touch the wood 🙂

My car has not had many chances to be taken on a longish ride so far. All it has done is “stop … go”, while I’ve travelled during the day time (to work, mostly). It’s just so crowded here in Delhi. On some occasional nights, when we got to go out to some party, or something, it did get a chance to flex it’s muscles, and purr along happily. Overall, it has been a rather staid life for her. Took me to office, at times, my sister to work, and then back to home. For this very reason, I am kind of detached to my car. I do rave about cleo from time to time, because I have history with it. Hope the feelings develop for Dhanno after this ride. Hope Dhanno enjoys this dash! (Dhanno is the name of my car)

Friends agreed to accompany. Now I would have never even dreamt of doing this alone. More than being scared of the daunting distance, I think I’ll simply get bored to death. Who in their right minds would do such a distance alone? Either they’d be really passionate about their rides, or must have some justifiable reason to do so. As of now, I cannot possibly conjure up a reason to do this alone. But when Mr. X and Mr. T decided to tag along, this was also checked off. (Mr. X has in fact done distances up to tune of insanity, but I suspect he likes driving in general) .

Apprehensions aside, my relocation has presented me with a very interesting opportunity to do this. I’d never go to visit someone for that big a distance (on road, that is). Now I do not think I would ever step into some of the states I’ll get a chance to go into. I do not have reasons, do I? So getting to see interiors of Uttar Pradesh,  Rajasthan,  Madhya Pradesh, Maharashtra, Andhra Pradesh was a turn on. I’m so short on travelling experience it’s not even funny. Even girls laugh at me at times.

All of the points, might seem pretty irrelevant and tiny if considered separately, but together give me a formidable reason (least for me) to drive Dhanno from New Delhi to Hyderabad.

The story shall continue. Stay tuned….

March 20, 2011

Isn’t it ironic. Don’t you think?

Filed under: Have a nice Day,insights,moody blues,philosophy,rants — coolantz @ 8:16 pm
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I’m running through a set of emotions that seem contradictory. Yet, I can safely assert that I feel each one of them. Here, in hyderabad (or should we say Malaysian Township), holi had come a day earlier. I had a good time, and went out for a bit.

Now, its late evening, and as I was about to eat, I saw a friend’s (Yes, we had built a badminton court with bare hands) recently put up photos on face book. It was electrifying to see, because he’s my next to next door neighbour, so the faces on those pictures were familiar, H block DLF City, really upped the tempo this time, there was a Dhol walla, and lot’s of people I do not know as well. The feeling also left me feeling hollow, as I’ve played Holi with those people, for as many years as my memories take me to.

Amongst the other photos was also one, which somewhat stood out as far as I am concerned. He had clicked a photo inside my home. My dad was in the frame, though I wonder where mom was? I swear, the hair on the arms stood up. Goosebumps 🙂 . Later that photo made me cringe :(. I miss H block. I miss parents, I miss home, I miss relatives, I miss friends.

Holi is a real pleasure, when it’s celebrated with family and friends. To all my friends (at home or away, A very happy holi to you).

And the real kicker is, when I was with them/at home, I took it all for granted. Now that I can’t have them, I appreciate their value.

Miss you seriously.

 

March 19, 2011

A Grand plan.

Filed under: Have a nice Day,humor,insights,momentary lapse of reason — coolantz @ 5:53 am
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I’m super excited. That’s probably an understatement to describe how I’m feeling.

It all started with a very vague idea. Back when I was in Delhi and planning to relocate to Hyderabad, a rather adventure freak of a person (referred to from now as Mr. X) suggested “Dude, let me drive your car over till Hyderabad, I’d love it”. I was at that point concerned with loads of other things, so I said “Yea sure”. I guess the inception of this particular idea happened at that very moment.

<Snip to present>

So I’ve been in Hyderabad for almost a month now, and continue to travel around like a tourist (although, I know my way around to a certain extent), and have no vehicle here on me.I like the roads here, nice slopes and great curves (pun to be excused). Traffic at times seems a little daunting (read : office rushes). I’ve seen worse though. Hey I’m from Gurgaon, what do you expect ?

<Snip to past>

There was this other person back in Delhi, (referred to from now on as Mr. T).

X, T and me knew each other from work. We all joined (my earlier company) at the same time, right at the beginning of 2009. Different backgrounds, but strung together by fate. X and I became friends instantly, we would often hang out after work. T had joined right from college, and he seemed smart (and charming). In fact, I did not get a chance to properly interact with T till early 2010. X had left by then, trying out hands at what he loved the most, “designing, conceptualizing, and trying”.  So I knew T, and I knew X, but T and X were unaware of each other’s existence.

So, as destiny had the grand plan, T and I got a chance to work in the same Project, from early on in 2010. He had been with the project ever since, and I was taken in as a mid way replacement for a resource who had decided to quit. T and me were naturally drawn to each other, as we had a few common interests. We loved eating, and had this zeal for technology. We also loved our music, but somehow the tastes in that context were mutually exclusive. Come to think of it, we also had a generation gap ;). Any how, we worked on this staggering project, with a client who was pretty demanding. Net result : we had to up our game, and work as a team. The project was fun, and we had our shares of highs and lows. As a result, I got to know T better. He’s a bright chap, who’s also a good-hearted person. At the time I left the company T and I had an awkward moment. We never said our goodbyes.

Towards the end of this particular project (I think, at the beginning of last quarter of 2010), X decided that he’d had enough of independent working, and once you get used to a steady income every month, the period of draughts seem worse as compared to withdrawal symptoms of cocaine addiction. He came back to the organisation he had left, albeit in a different role. He called up, and we met immediately. X and T got to meet each other and realise how different they are. There was a mutual feeling of “detest” (yeah that’s a very apt word). Circumstances ensued to tolerate each other a little more, and they did give each other a fair chance. Consequently, they got friends with each other.

<Snip to present>

So, I called T one fine day, and started to whine to him about missing my mobility, i.e my car back in Delhi. He understood my predicament, and said he’d be keen to drive my car on this road trip. He was a little apprehensive though. X was always interested. He’s done a few in the past, but this one would be his biggest one yet.

It’s going to be X, T, C on a road trip. A rather grand road trip, from Delhi to Hyderabad.

February 10, 2011

Memory gets made :)

Filed under: Have a nice Day,insights — coolantz @ 10:43 pm

Very recently, I went to attend a friend’s wedding celebrations. It was really very nice, and I had a great time. Met up with old friends. Saw some of them (even the person who’s do it was), after ages. Another reason why the events were such a success, because they had been immaculately planned for, and when you pay that kind of detail to any thing/activity, you’re bound to rock.

Well among the fun and the laughter there were stellar dance performances by the friends and family.

The bride looked as stunning as one can be. She had put in a lot of effort too for her dance solo. It must have come to her as a bit of disappointment, that the sound system “karma” decided to play with her plans. It croaked, and it was enough to throw a nut in the fine running engine, that her dance otherwise seemed to be. It was a heart wrenching moment for us in the crowd. Her performance, from the bit I did manage to see was like “poetry in motion”.

Well, the technical hurdle was soon overcome, and I’m sure there might have been some butterflies in tummy when she was lauded to do it again. Before long, the brave spirited girl was back up on the stage, and she did manage to deliver exactly as it had been planned and rehearsed. It was her day, of course! She did rock.

So any ways, now I’m sure the memories of this incident must have etched something somewhere, for everyone who had witnessed it. Now that I think of it, I feel it made the day all the more special, and I guess this friend of mine would have a funny tale to tell her future grandchildren 🙂

 

It’s amazing how something, that for a confining moment might seem to be the last thing you’d want to happen, but it does anyway.

What’s even more remarkable here, that in thoughts of that moment, where so much emotion had been involved, so much feeling (detest/fear) goes through that it does become “your moment” later on whenever your thoughts drift to it.

January 1, 2011

Man Proposes …..

Sometimes, it seems that the ones who coined clichés must have had the foresight of a fiendishly clever being, yet in possession of angel like wisdom.

Often at the moment such pearls strike you in a way, that might leave you with a taste bittersweet,  and you wonder if it’s your conscience projected across time. Tonight, as I think about the year that has whizzed past me, I wonder as to what I am ? (Yea … I do hear the sound it makes akin to a rushing deadline)

I’m shrouded by so many questions, and uncertainties, yet I feel that I know myself better. It was just the same, the last year, and the year before that. Looking back, it never ceases to amaze me and somehow, every year out trumps the year before that.

We all make plans for our lives.

What do you decide ? and how it’ll happen? hah. All you can do is show intent. The outcome of anything you try to do depends on such a huge number of factors, that if I try to include everything in an equation and try to understand its probability of happening, I’m sure the thing blows out of the confines of mathematics, and pretty well enters the realm of some magic type subject.

I suppose you must have, at some point claimed … “Eureka. This his what I plan”, and “such and such are those steps which I must take to attain  that goal“.

Now if you zoom back up from the picture and re-consider what you consider as defining moments. How many, are results of your neat and well thought plan, followed by action sequences.

I’m not saying that life is totally random and out of control happenings. But it certainly is something that happens while we’re busy making plans.

Sure, same as always, this year I have:

  • Met incredible people
  • Worked on incredible projects.
  • Realized something I am, and something I can never be.
  • Have exclaimed “Well, now I’ve seen everything!

Yet, when I try to see the larger picture, to say if things have gone according to the plan, this revelation dawns:

Man Proposes and God Disposes is incomplete. It is more like Man Proposes, God analyzes, raises one eyebrow, (do you smell, what the God is cooking) makes some random sequence and hands it off to you! You oblige with gratitude.

Really, if I were to look back, and see if things have gone according to plan, I can only wonder “How the hell did I manage to get here”.

It is surprisingly good. Like a breath of fresh air. I claim to have grown :). There are things I can do, and there are things I can’t.  All I can say is … Do make plans. Show Intent ! (It makes you animate), but also accept that it might not turn out exactly as you dream of it.

Wacky happenings (some to tune, some out of it) is what is called Life.

July 29, 2010

Bye bye baby …. you go fly.

Filed under: Have a nice Day,insights — coolantz @ 10:05 am

He was a chubby kid, free of worries, and existed in a different world, than the one as we know it. His parents were ever so protective, and for them, he would always be their baby.

They gave him gifts and called him names. Played with him and worried sick when he didn’t feel well. Life for them meant only one thing …. “he should be happy”. He was their only child.

But in the emphatic expression of their love, did they cross the personal boundary? The gap that should have been, as a breathing space, was expunged on the name of closeness and love. The free will was quashed, as they knew what’s right and what’s wrong.

They were only showering on him, their love and affection, but in the bigger picture they seemed a little pushy. Although they did not realize but slowly, they had led him to a feeling of repulsion from their talks, knowledge and ideas. Always meddling.

He had to fly. It’s the nature’s way. He might crash down, or scale the dizzy heights, but he’ll not sleep in peace, till he gives it a try.

Do not know, what it will be, but it’s got to be sans his parents’ expertise.

The birds let their younger ones leave their nest after some time, and the animals also let them kids have a free run, and leave it all to “natural selection” when it comes to grown up offspring. Humans (at least some of them) have a tendency to go against this scheme of natural things.

Think about it. What’s being put to risk here ?

  • For the individual, it’s the freedom of choice. From nature, let’s project this scenario to politics. Does being in China sound like fun ? With information being restricted. I suppose Chinese government believes they know what’s in the best interest of their people.
  • For the parents, it’s the fear of failure. They act in the most appropriate way, as far as their love for young ones is concerned. They act like natural leaders. Except the fact that in nature, leadership needs to be constantly contended and re-established. But to the free thinking, they would come across as oppressors.

I suppose, as parents people should acknowledge and respect the children’s thinking abilities, and understand that as a true expression of love, they should back them and offer base for them, if ever they were to fail.

With responsibility, a certain value (called respect) would settle in due time.

June 2, 2010

Goodness. Still not a lost cause.

Filed under: insights,philosophy — coolantz @ 9:05 am

I admit. I’m a little cynical.

Then there are these defining moments in life, when I see goodness around me. In humanity. It gives me a reason to look forward to the next day with hope and expectations.

My current workplace team.

I was  a firm believer, that people work because they needed money, and no one really worked because they liked it. Heck I even convinced my self that my reason to work is just the same. But there is another cause that keeps me going. I do like what I do. Anyways, had never come across someone who shared these sentiments with me.

Now especially when you’re assigning work off to someone. I’ve never seen people take things with a smile and face gleaming with excitement. Until I came across the current lot of people I work with.

They are young, talented, and focused … and good.

Why the ‘extra’ good there?

Here’s why. They care about each other, and me. I mean, when any one gets major types jammed up in a problem, or generally sort of there. As in “All for one, one for All”. A few are very responsible as well. Over all, a real pleasure to work with.

They all listen to each others problems,  and work like a really well oiled machine. They affected a change in my own, hardened by the time attitude.

The Petrol Pump Attendant.

I got back late the other night, and had my head in a dizzy, so I decided to take cleo out for a spin. That made it feel breezy and cleared up my head. But towards the end of the ride, I realized I was going to be out of fuel,  and out of money. When I reached the ATM, I realized my locking mechanism had been thrown out. was jammed in a way, that I was not able to lock it. It was a very easy theft target.

Anyways, I decided to leave it like that, and go to the ATM.

Then I walked up to a Petrol pump attendant, and explained to him my problem.

First of all, this was like quite late in the night, it was a rather warm night, so the goodness due to good weather can easily be ruled out her.

But the attendant asked me, if he could try to fix it. I was like sure… go ahead.

So, he got some lubricant, and a screw driver, and he did some tweaking. Then when I re tried my keys, they were so nice and smooth.

Now none of this was expected of him. He did not expect any reward for it (or may be, he did), but he never said it out like …. “I’ll do this for so much of money”. I have seen people who do that. He smiled and I pushed off. But I wanted him to be rewarded. I went to a nearby shop, bought a chocolate, and got some change in money, and I went back to the same petrol pump, and scouted for the attendant. Sure enough, I found him. He was actively filling the petrol pump’s reservoir from those huge tankers that land in.

When he saw me, I did not have to call out for him. He came running, and asked me if my lock has any problems.

“None … whatsoever”. I replied. Told him, that he’s really done a good job, keep that up. Gave him a chocolate, and some candy money.  He politely refused, but I insisted, and he finally accepted.

Such people should go places! I root for them.

April 29, 2010

Take that …. Suckers!

Filed under: humor,insights — coolantz @ 2:22 pm

It was an unusually cloudy (or shall I say hazy, and a concoction of smog, dust and organic debris) day.

The temperature had been much lower, because of the overnight drizzle.

I decided I’ll ride my favorite thing to work…  cleo. Was I apt or what? It was smooth.

For those, who know what I deal with while I drive to office should picture that. Today it was worse. Power had been cut, and with the absence of traffic lights, the Indian drivers had taken upon themselves, the extra responsibility of managing how to drive where to go, and when to go (haha …, chuckle, ROFL even).

Needless to say, IFFCO chowk was in a rut. Nothing was moving to, or fro. I could see multiple deadlocks hampering the streamy flow, the traffic ought to be. I saw this girl, sitting in the rear seat of a car. She was motionless, and just staring out of her car’s, rolled up window. There was nothing she could do. She just looked. I doubt if she was observing anything.

“What a day, I had decided to take cleo out”. I smirked a little.

So I have done dirt biking, in the past, and it absolutely thrills me every single time I try it. This time around, I had a new tyre to go, and yeah, I wasn’t sweating in the heat, So I went off-road, into this area, where construction was happening. The track was very uneven. There was a point where I had to really rev up the engine to go over the incline. I tried, the first time the engine stalled and died on me. So I backed up, revved some more, and re tried the incline. I was a little in the air, and well past the mound. wooooohoooo.

So I circumvented the chaos at IFFCO chowk, and had loads of fun doing it. Total time in there = 2 mins.

Heh.

Similarly, I found openings in all the hot spots up till my office. I mean, seriously … traffic jams do not affect bikes. I have personally experienced that so many times, it almost gives me immense confidence while I’m meeting a deadline on a bike. Car is a un-deterministic affair. Really

I hope I get more good weather days to take cleo out for spins.

April 6, 2010

Another phenomenon or Murphy’s Law?

Filed under: humor,insights — coolantz @ 12:39 pm
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This is kind of bizarre, for I haven’t seem it documented anywhere, but it happens ever so regularly, that I thought, maybe others experience it too.

I’ll call it “the word of the week”. 🙂

Let me explain : Do you ever come across a fancy(or not so fancy, even) word, every now and then, whose meaning (in fact existence), or the lack of it made no difference to you. Simply put, it had been out of bounds of your vocabulary, and life had trotted fine till now.

But now that your vocabulary has tasted blood, the usage of that particular word creeps up, with a consistent regularity, until you open up the dictionary/google, and nail the blighter.

So, how can one explain this ? Your Life’s been fine, so smooth, till you chance to hit it. And then it hits you again, and again, and again.

Do you come across words of weeks too?

confusion

Mona Lisa

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