Tuesday, February 28, 2006

An Ode to the 350

After coming to hyderabad, one thing that I miss soooo much is the roads. Driven around so much in chandi that hyderabad, inspite of its recent road improvements seems like a joke. There aint no roads here, or for that matter in bangalore.

Chandigarh's the Bomb, eh?

And here's a beautiful peom from Autocar

The God of Speed

When I was nineteen years old,
typically rash stupid and bold,
I went through a phase called the double ‘A’
My automotive adolescence so as to say.

As a compromise between power and money,
I was given the Rajdoot Yamaha three-fifty
Yes, the one with the miserable fuel economy.

Though the four figure petrol bills,
gave my father nasty chills,
the machine gave his son amazing thrills.

The bike was built for mad, suicidal speed,
and that was my strongest need.

Under me my Rajdoot Yamaha,
the road was my virtual Suzuka.

You feel an incomparable high,
when on the road in harmony you fly.
The bike’s an extension of your body, you two are one

You think about changing a gear and it’s done.
Roaring into a corner you come,
the wind in your ear a loud hum.

Physics says you have to fall,
and gravity does try,
but you make poor old Newton sigh,
he rolls over and over in his grave,
wondering why,
according to his laws you don’t behave.

Your confidence soars,
Louder the bike roars.
The throttle is like a baton in your hand,
the pistons and the crank the best orchestra in land
and it’s Wagner’s opera to your mind ,
the scream of the engine near the red line

The adrenalin in your blood makes it boil,
but….on the next corner there’s spilt diesel oil….

Then comes the fall,
with a shower of sparks, bike ,you and all.

You hit the tar at a hundred and one
dragged along with the bike, remember you two are one,
but now it isn’t so much fun .

You have burns due to friction,
and pain has reached a new dimension.
You are laid up in bed for quite a while,
and now it’s old Newton’s turn to smile.

Monday, February 27, 2006

Another Sunday, Another Bunch of Movies

Well it’s a second weekend in a row I have spent working; and watching not one but two movies. It’s a habit I caught in Chandigarh, and recently too, of watching no less then two movies in a go. It’s becoming a fetish and every time I walk out of a theatre after the first screening, I get this feeling of incompletion.

Last weekend I saw Rang De Basanti and Chronicles Of Narnia.

And yesterday it happened again. I watched “Memoirs of a Geisha”, another adapted screenplay where they ended up adapting it a little too much. But for a movie I enjoyed it thoroughly, and highly recommend it as a watch. But as I walked out (and this being a good watch), I got the same feeling again.

And then… yup you guessed it right, another movie, and guess what I ended up watching. Some weird movie called “Firewall”, with our very own Harrison Ford, doing a classic family in trouble and saves them from the bad guys, except that it really sucked.

What about the people who religiously follow my blog (I am kidding about this one), any strange fetishes?

Friday, February 24, 2006

She Likes Me For me

Read the lines below, and make sure you leave comment:

She don't care about my car
She don't care about my money
And that's real good 'cause I don't got alot to spend
But if I did it wouldn't mean nothin'

She likes me for me
Not because I look like Tyson Beckford
With the charm of Robert Redford oozing out my ears
But what she sees
Are my faults and indecisions
My insecure conditions
And the tears upon the pillow that I shed

She don't care about my big screen
Or my collection of DVD's
Things like that just never mattered much to her
Plus she don't watch to much t.v.

And she don't care that I can fly her
To places she ain't never been
But if she really wants to go
I think deep down she knows that
All she has to say is when

She likes me for me
Not because I hang with Leonardo
Or that guy who played in "Fargo"
I think his name is Steve
She's the one for me
And I just can't live without her
My arms belong around her
And I'm so glad I found her once again
And I'm so glad I found her once again
Yeah, I'm so glad I found her once again

Gazing at the ceiling
As we entertain our feelings in the dark
The things that we're afraid of are gonna show us
What we're made of in the end

She likes me for me
Not because I sing like Pavarotti
Or because she thinks I'm such a hottie
I like her for her
Not because she's phat like Cindy Crawford
She has got so much to offer
Why does she waste all her time with me ?
There must be something there that I don't see
I don't see

She likes me for me
Not because I'm tough like Dirty Harry
Make her laugh just like Jim Carrey
Unlike the Cable Guy
But what she sees
Is that I can't live without her
My arms belong around her
And I'm so glad I found her once again
Found her once again
Once again
Yeah, I'm so glad I found her once again

Monday, February 20, 2006

Vinay Singh And The Golden Gate Bridge

The MAN is in California. Here's a few pics from SJ And SF.

Golden Gate

The young man and the sea

SJSU Library

College Of Engg.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

60 Days 60 Nights

Today marks the completion of 60 days of my hiatus from home. Hyderabad…Hmmm…honestly…It’s not what I thought it would be.

It really is a hot dusty city with a mix of Hindu Muslim population.

Major grumbles:

  • Random locations. (Place A has a single Mini Mall, and place B has a Mini Mall. Great right. Except that there’s like a ton of kilometers between them and Narrow slow moving road between them.)
  • Lack of Things to do. It’s not really a tourist city, nor does it have it share of happening places. Barista and CCD are not exactly JOINTS.
  • The Food Sucks and not to mention “Service” is unheard of here, whether its Pizza hut or Noodle Bar or any good chain.
  • Biryaani in not what I thought it would be. I Mean people who have had good Punjabi Food would not be impressed, No great shakes I swear.
  • People are conservative; Chandigarh is by far “chic”.

  • It’s a village of a city, with markets lined across roads which crisscross the city.

  • I am in Jubilee Hills, the most “posh” area in Hyderabad and possibly all of AP. It doesn’t impress me much.

  • My Office is in the middle of a Residential area and does not have anything in the vicinity(cafĂ©, market, Phone booths). It also lacks a Canteen! So life is, well not so great in that sense.

But even then, I think it’s a great experience. Can’t wait for it to get better though.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

I believe I can Fly

This was clicked by Nav in his "vedah". Gawd I miss those crazy times. Thanks Nav. Go visit his gallery at maverick-xj.deviantart.com