Got something, for the New Year

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cycling track Finally, I got it. After months of planning and postponing, I got myself a bicycle. OK. Now stop sneering please. I know you must have heard this plan of mine last year. But, it’s finally official. I am a proud owner of a two-wheeler, which doesn’t run on petrol.

And that was my first ride. The Bangalore roads are so bumpy, that I realized that it needs a seat cushion urgently. Or may be I should wait for a few more days, and see if I get adjusted to it. I haven’t been on a bicycle in the last 12 years. It’s quite surprising that I still remember how to ride one. The first few minutes were very awkward, but then I got used to it.

As for accessories, I just got one unusual one, an Odometer. 😀

I guess, that would help me motivate everyday, to keep counting the distance and speed.

I wanted to buy a bicycle, the cheapest one, without all the hifi stuff. But when I walked into the showroom, I kept thinking. And I couldn’t control my urge of upgrading to a better one. My brother-in-law, who accompanied me, didn’t do anything except laughing. He tried to help, but failed at stopping me from spending away all the cash for that extra odometer.

with cycleI ended up spending almost double of what I was prepared for. Only time will tell if it was worth.

The current reading on the odometer shows 15 Kilometers, that’s for 2 days. My first experience on riding a bicycle on Bangalore roads was not pretty nice. Bumpy roads, pot holes and other crazy drivers are not at all friendly to people on bicycles, but for now, I am determined to ride on.

“Happy Cycling.” The bicycle shop guy greeted me when I got onto it. It was a feeling which was a little weird but nice. They don’t say the same thing when you buy a car or a motor bike. I hope there’s some good reason for that.

The Christmas Invite and the Plum Cake

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Well, my wife didn’t buy me a Lamborghini, yet, I am writing just one more post.

We were just siting and watching some boring TV program, and could here a distant noise. After a few minutes, we could tell that there were some children singing songs, beating the drums, and knocking on all doors. They are very loud, louder than we were used to, but we wondered what the children were up to. After some time, there was silence. We heard the footsteps, the hustle-bustle and the murmurs. We know they were coming towards our door. It obviously was something nice, we hoped.

The bell rang, and my wife opened the door. And that was the view. They started singing, beating the drums again, and shouting.

The little Santa offered a bag of gifts, and we took 3 chocolates. And then they invited us for the Christmas celebrations which would happen the next day. Here are some photos from the event.

It was red all around. Kids and their parents, all in red. And there were 2 Santa Claus(s). There was some dancing, singing and some more.



We got plum cakes as well, which the wife was craving for so many days now. And she was really excited when the kids invited us to the party. She was, actually, in her mind, hoping that they will distribute Plum Cakes after the party. She just randomly makes a wish, and wishes for the wish to be fulfilled that very moment, just like magic. If she doesn’t get what she wants at that moment, she doesn’t want it again the next moment. I really can’t express how it works for her, but she is like a wishing(not washing) machine. And most of the wishes don’t come out from her mouth. I am supposed to read her mind. The only thing I could try is keep playing the guessing game. Believe me, it’s not as easy as a multiple choice question with 4 options. It might well be a question, which has either no options, or has millions of them.

But now, since she got her plum cake, I can take some rest, and breath normally, until she wakes up in the morning.

The holidays are here

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2014 is coming to an end in a few days. And celebrations have already started all over. Everyone is gearing up for the holidays, packing their bags, and are all eager to vanish away from the busy life.

Here I am, still “Wasting Life!!!”.

This is probably going to be my last post of 2014 unless my wife gifts me a Lamborghini on the New Year. 😀

Wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

My Blog Map

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I have been blogging for a few years now. Close to about 6 years. And I have blogged from a lot of places. My map shows that I have mostly blogged in India. Well, there’s one post from Bhutan. And the western India still doesn’t have one of my posts yet.

I have been blogging for a few years now. Close to about 6 years. And I have blogged from a lot of places. My map shows that I have mostly blogged in India. Well, there’s one post from Bhutan. And the western India still doesn’t have one of my posts yet.
My blogging frequency has decreased drastically. I do not specifically know the reason for that. May be because I am married now. Hahaha…Writing short posts on my phone does help. A quick note with an image from your gallery is all you need to create a post in minutes. The formatting is not perfect, but then, I can fix it when I am back to my computer.The good thing about mobile blogging is that I don’t have to get to my computer always. And I can write a post in pieces. That really helps sometimes, when ideas are not freely flowing in, and you are easily disturbed.

You can work on it from anywhere, from your toilet to your boring office meetings. I don’t do either of them though.

My phone has so many forgotten pictures. Whenever I start browsing the pictures on my phone, I often find a nice picture which captures my attention for a long long time. It brings back memories.

Its a similar feeling when I am randomly browsing my old posts.

Pictures are worth a thousand words?
Memories are even more precious.

Being Married: The first anniversary

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It’s been only a year that I am married. Today is our first marriage anniversary. And I wished my wife with this.

Happy Anniversary..

365 days, and it doesn’t yet feel like a year. Time really flew. And the next 60 years would fly away just as fast .
No jokes today here, but I am not sure why was I laughing so much in your cover photograph. I guess, I knew that day, these smiles would be more pronounced for the days and years to come. I wish to smile and laugh all day long till my cheeks hurt, with you. So, let’s start a next year with all smiles and joy. Again, A very Happy Anniversary to you.
 And this:
Happy Anniversary

Being Married

Surprisingly, she laughed out loud, and really hard, and for a long time. Frankly, I thought I just ruined our anniversary with that image. But I guess, the message accompanying that saved me.
 
The outcome? Well, no one did the cooking. We didn’t starve though. We ate loads of stuff, some readymade, and some ordered from outside. We had decided that we would cook all our meals, but, that plan didn’t work out somehow.
 
And since it was “International Men’s Day“, she didn’t let me cook either. I am not complaining. It was a day when we just sat together, talked, watched TV, attended phone calls and gathering blessings and wishes. Just a simple day, without any worries. Now that she has gone to bed, I can find some time to write about today and the year that has gone by.
 
Happy Anniversary!!! This is just one year of togetherness. Thanks for everything, and I am sure you would want to thank me a lot more.
 
Note to others: She has already thanked me verbally for being a pretty good husband. 

The rainy days

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Its been raining a lot for the last few days. And I just had a long long weekend; Diwali holidays, a five day extended weekend. Today morning, its still raining. And I am on my way to the office on a bus. As usual, everyone’s now back to work. And the rains have made the traffic situation worse. Moving at a snails pace. Fortunately, I managed to get hold of a seat. It will probably take close to 1.5 hours today. The ride is very bumpy, although my phones spellcheck compensates for that.

Its been a very long time here, for various reasons outside my control. If the rains don’t stop by evening, I might as well come back again then.

Bus rides are comfortable, although I have a few arguments against them. My new office is farther from the old one, and its in the heart of the city. The only viable road to the new office is heavily crowded during office hours. And I thought riding a bike to and fro would be very painful. It’s been about a week bow that I have been travelling by bus. Although it has been quite comfortable, I end up spending more than 2 hours of my day in travelling.

So I have been able to get back here after such a long time. Last week I was trying to read some articles on my phone to use up the idle time on the bus. But it didn’t work out. The roads were bumpy, and I had to concentrate very hard to avoid the distractions. Writing, in such a scenario seems a little better since you don’t have to focus for long stretches. Think a bit, write a bit.  Wait… Thinking….

Looks like its raining inside the bus as well. The roofs are leaking a bit. I have changed two places inside the bus, but looks like its leaking from everywhere. The roads are flooded. It is advisable to take the bus instead of your bikes in such weather, if you are in Bangalore. Its better to be inside a leaking bus instead of being in the splashes of the vehicles on the roads, especially, when you are going to the office and you are not carrying a spare set of clothes.

I am just 15 mins away from my office now. Have to get prepared for de-boarding. Its going to take a bit of effort.

Pran Kumar – The Cartoonist

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Chacha Chaudhary: Middle class Indian, frail but an extremely intelligent old man.
500 published editions, and 5 crore copies sold till date.

Raman: With 100 editions, Raman managed to win the hearts of several comic book lovers across the subcontinent.
Copies sold till date: 60 lakh

Billoo: The Indian Archie, likeable by girls but not so ‘Casanova Friendly’, who is a great fan of cricket.
No one has ever seen his eyes due to the hair cover.
200 editions of Billoo.
Copies sold till date: 2 Crore

Pinky: She is just a five-year old girl, who means no harm but ends up creating a mess. She is the Desi version of Denice the Menace.
Copies sold till date: 2 Crore

Shrimatiji: The series depicts the day-to-day life of Shiela and her husband Kishore. Despite the difficulties in coping with the spiralling prices, the couple goes on cracking jokes on each other and enjoying the life as it comes. Since its creation in 1968, the book has 60 editions.
Copies sold till date: 60 lakh

Channi Chachi: The meddlesome fat woman, who lives next door, Channi Chachi was another one of Pran’s creation that received acclaim. 50 editions.
Copies sold till date: 50 lakh

Pran Kumar is no more. The celebrated, iconic cartoonist, who was the creator of so many legendary creators has left a void. I dont know if kids are still crazy about comics, but I was a die-hard fan of Chacha Chaudhary.

Note: Images and snippets are taken fromThe Financial Express“, dated August 10, 2014.

Things I hate about gyming

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I can’t wake up now

– Waking up early each and every day, while the wife’s alarm clock still has an hour to ring.

– Putting on and off my shoes and socks. That’s like 10 precious minutes of my morning.

– Reaching the gym. Each second before I enter the door, I think of skipping it that day.

– Even after I reach the gym so early, there are already so many people lined up near the treadmills.

– Right after I enter the gym, all the pretty girls are about to finish their workout.

– There’s always a queue in front of the water cooler, especially when I am out of breath, and my throat has gone completely dry.

– I follow all the rules of the gym, while the more muscular guys do whatever they want.

– My determination for the day just drops off after the first 20 minutes of working out.

– When I am ready to leave, more pretty girls start pouring in through the doors.

– Just when my determination bounces back, my muscles give up.

Every day is a new day. I have been a bit irregular at the gym for the last few days. And I am planning to get back to my usual routine from tomorrow. That’s going to be hard though after so many days of abstinence. So, need to sleep early, and set the alarm back at 5:00 AM. Good night.

30,000 kms of riding. What next!!!

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Riding away
Its been close to 4 years that I got this machine. And 30k kilometres doesn’t sound that big. The longest distance that we covered in a day was about 370 kms in a day. And the other day, on my way back home. So, the longest trip was about 750 kms in 2 days, although we had a 3 day break in between. The plains, hills, the sun and the rains, made that ride, one to remember forever. I keep planning my next long trip all the time, but something or the other always comes up. Monsoon is here, and I really like riding in the rains. I have started liking the splashes of drain water from other vehicles somehow. I don’t actually love them, but I don’t care about them these days. Perhaps, they are a part of the package.
 
I am 31 and I am married. So are the friends. Everyone is busy. The bachelors of my batch have become extinct. Some of them still jump at the idea of going on a bike trip in the rainy seasons. But schedules keep clashing. And some of them have upgraded to 4 wheels. I still haven’t yet. And they grin at the idea of a bike trip. For one reason, they wouldn’t want to get wet or get sweat. The other understandable reason; they spent loads to be behind the wheel. Some of them wouldn’t even mind sleeping in the car. A ride on 4 wheels is also equally enjoyable, its just that I am still young for that kind of comfort. To remind once again, I am 31 now.
 
On my 31st birthday, I wanted to buy myself a bicycle. Well, go on, laugh away on me. But I was serious. And still pondering on the idea. The only thing I am worried about is the crazy drivers of the city roads. But other than that, I think I should just go and buy one right now. Why am I not doing it then? Frankly, I have my doubts. To remind you again, I am 31, but I still feel young like a 25. OK, that was really funny. Go on, have a LOL moment. But I have a few examples to refer to. There were at least 2 of my friends who had bought bicycles in their early twenties. They were serious for about a month, but they gave up soon enough. So I am not sure if I would be using that motor less vehicle for long. But, nevertheless, I think I will take the risk. A part of the package again?
 
And now that I have blogged about this, Google will show me ads about buying a new bicycle and also buyers for my old bike. Are there any bicycles with odometers? I would really want to know how many kilometers I do in the first month. A speedometer is an added bonus. A phone charger looks like an indispensable add-on. And the most important of all, a good and secured locking system. At some point of time in the near future, if I still find myself into this bicycling stuff, I might be interested in buying a Go Pro for my trips, and a few safety gears for those rough terrain tracks. Looks like I need to do some research on all this.

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Cant sleep. Lets write something.

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Tried reading a book.

Its almost midnight. Have a mild cold, can’t sleep because there’s no waking up early tomorrow. TGIF.
I hate it when I get cold. It doesn’t let me sleep easily. So, I am trying to induce sleep into me by writing something stupid. We all know we are very sleepy when we do some boring task. Like watching TV. I wonder how people get glued to their TV sets for prolonged number of hours. One example would be my wife.
I hate people when they don’t question, I blindly do or believe things as they are told. But I hate it more when someone asks me a stupid question. Well, not the kind of a stupid stupid question, but like one that the stupidest stupid in this whole universe would never ask.
I look at the person for a full half-minute, and ask myself, “Does he really have such a brain?”. And then smile. And then say, “Should I really answer that?”
That’s of course rude. But I really can’t help it however hard I try. I have tried many times, to stop me from staring, smiling and changing my answers. But its like a reflex action that my body has acquired forever now.

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