I am currently blogging here - Umbra by Kishore Murthy

"To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation "

Ah! Such depth and sight... ' Life of Pi  ' is a beautifully written book..

as I sat editing some pics.. uncle hurriedly comes down from the terrace and grumbles very quickly.. he seemed excited.. but not in the good way.. once he repeated it again.. I realized it was a crow in distress.. he said it was hanging by its wing that seemed to be stuck on a thread from a kite that went down.. I ditched my work.. ran upstairs.. and saw a crow dangling from a thread by the tip of its left wing.. the thread spread from a coconut tree to the terrace compound of my neighbor opposite my house..

I could not see anyone.. and the caw caw caw of the other crows seemed deafening.. I ran down and was about to enter the neighbors place and ask permission to get to their terrace.. and what do u know!!!!! the good neighbor heard the caw's and was on the terrace and he cut the thread and released the crow..

the delight, the flight of happy freedom .. all of them disappeared in seconds.. and it was silence..

I head back home.. well!! caw

ps: uncle feeds the crows every day on the terrace.. usually at least twice.. he even feeds some stray cats that hit the terrace looking about and cajoling him into feeding them.. a softie he is :P

the weather was pleasant but not for driving my bike to work.. it was 1930 hrs.. well! I wanted to be back home anyway and decided not stay back at the hostel.. and so I took an auto just as it seemed it would pour.. the streets were a little empty.. very breezy the bangalore winds struck my spectacled face with many leaves and sandy dust.. it felt good..

hmm.. steaming hot corn on a cart.. hmm.. should I stop to grab one and munch like a small monkey and head to work with a grin ;p .. maybe I should grab a chaat or one of the charcoal roasted corn coated in spicy masala.. well! today was not one of those days since I was in a hurry..

lazy as I am, I left home a tad late.. I need to take over my shift at 2000 hrs.. well! my relief on duty never lands on time.. so.. whatever.. excuses.. excuses..

I strike up a chat with the auto driver.. bubbly fellow.. just needed someone to tickle him in kannada.. and he took off into a streaming flight full of thoughts, ideas and talk.. from politics, to traffic, the weather, IT.. he knew it it all.. I listened fueling his enthu as I laid back on the seat and rested.. a tape played in the background, old kannada songs and had me humming as I listened to the vivid banter of this youthful chap..

he talked about how kormanagala was before the forum happened and how bangalore was before the fly overs and one ways happened and cussed the govt for their lack of work on the roads and increasing congestion..

I was in a hurry.. and the traffic seemed to thin.. I pondered to myself thanking my stars.. and as though my mind was read, the auto chap goes on about the same.. " neevu thumba lucky saar.. evathu traffic kammi idhe " and contemplates the likely reasons for this good fortune.. and I pray.. oh! god.. let not speaking about it jinx the smooth ride..

it goes on.. as I slip into my contemplative world, simultaneously engaging my mind to the loquacious driver and bite a glimpse of his world.. and looking outside at the so many others driving by in their worlds.. fascinated..

I keep trying to remind myself that I am in a hurry... and before I knew it I was dreaming again, as I listened to the driver, the music.. each layering on top of the other.. he pauses I add in a word, a sentence and he takes off from there.. of his work, his life as a auto driver and family.. as I drift again in amazement..

well! I remember that I was heading out to work and was not on a trip.. hmm.. maybe I was on a trip..a trip to work.. hahaha.. heh! why am I laughing ?P

the trip ended abruptly as almost a km away from work, a traffic jam.. the first in the entire ride.. surprisingly we had touched only two red signals in the entire journey.. and now.. the event tried to balance itself..

as the driver now irritated cribs on the traffic and while doing so turned around, and spotted a friend in another vehicle on the road.. so he said hi.. and suddenly wham!!!

he was not looking ahead.. so when the maruti van in front came to a sudden halt.. we rammed it.. the only luck.. is that our speed was almost negligible.. yet .. an altercation ensues and I sit and watch.. as slowly the heat subsides and we continue on a few more meters.. still stuck in the traffic jam.

well! I had to get to work.. so I pay him.. as he goes.. come on sir.. sit for another five min I will drop you.. smiles exchange and I part after paying him the fare.. a tip and some good words.. and walk the distance to the hostel to change and cross the still jam-packed road to the other side and get to the hospital campus.. it was around 2030 hrs..

ps: do ignore the tense errors..am too lazy to edit and while u are at it, u can also ignore the grammatical blunders :P

Its been a great few days and I.. I.. I..  I am feeling quite happy :P

ugliness is a beauty that disgusts...

I just finished watching KAAL.. and I have three words to describe it -
crappy, stupid, nonsense..

ice.. like crystal.. birthed by the fluid.. frozen
hot.. like lava.. birthed by the earth.. molten
steam.. like cloud.. birthed by interaction.. vapor

I feel like ice hot steam :P