Another day in paradise..

2008-05-07T16:45:00.000-07:00

Short-story :Second Love

Sheila's husband had not been talking to her properly.This time, the fight had lasted longer and this saddened her.And then her thoughts drifted towards Sujay.

He would never take her to expensive resturants or to the movies.He never gave her expensive gifts.It was still the age of innocence. The days of first love.That was way back in 1997 when they were still in school. They would walk for long miles just talking. Sometimes in the rain.Sometimes buy kulfi or mavinkai or jola on the way.They had thought that it would last forever...

Sheila then heard her husband's vehicle sound.She could identify it even from a distance.

"Came early from work today...
Look,I am sorry. I never thought about how you felt.Now,lets forget all about it. Get ready, lets go to a movie and eat out tonight"

She quickly hugged him, her face brightening.
Sujay was once again pushed back into the "Forgotten" area of her memory.

2008-05-04T07:18:00.000-07:00

Predictions

Now wait, let me read your Jataka properly.Sun and mercury are the 1st house and that's a good sign, moon in the 3rd house-its enemy house, guru and Shani in the same house,with Shani in retrograde.

Hmmm.

Sun influences your success in life, Moon is responsible for family and marriage
and guru influences job prospects and spirituality.

If you put in efforts and work determinedly, you will get a good job and achieve achieve what you want. You will get married between the ages of25-29. Your wife will come from a place north of where you are. You will have 1-2 kids. Sometimes you will get headache,backache and some health problems but don't worry.If you face any major hurdles in life, just come here. I will do some shanti and help you overcome them.

That would be Rs 100. Thank you.

One last thing. In case things happen very differently from the way I've told you, the birth time you have given me is inaccurate and I am not responsible. A few minutes apart and the jataka can be entirely different.

2008-02-10T07:09:00.000-08:00

Bangalore times..

She wanted to spend this sunday just like she used to back home in Bangalore. She got up early, applied castor oil to her hair, took bath using a bucket and mug instead of the usual shower.She dried her hair standing in the sun instead of using the hair dryer. She prepared idli vade for breakfast to break from the routine cereal breakfast.She did not want the dallas news today. She read the epaper version of Deccan Herald sipping her tea. She even went to the temple in a salwar kameez and sang some bhajans.There was one other thing she used to do every sunday- She used to take her parents out to Megh Darshini for dinner...

"Hello Appa, How are you? what are you doing now?"

2007-12-26T16:47:00.000-08:00

The Shift...

In those days, I used to travel a lot between Hyderabad and Bangalore.Initially by train and then mostly by buses. The train from Hyderabad leaves at 7:00 in the evening. I would keep looking out of the window until it became dark,read a book until I felt hungry,eat and then read again until I felt sleepy. After a good night's sleep, I would get up to a beautilful morning and keep looking out of the window until I reached Bangalore by about 7:00.
I so loved those train journeys. And I loved the lower berth seats in the passage with its big windows. That is, until that night- the night when I woke up in the middle of the night feeling a hand placed on my bottom. I got up, looked around to see all darkness around and every one in the adjacent compartment sleeping. My scream must not have been loud enough.I was then awake for a long time till finally sleep took over me. The same thing happened yet again. The same person had come back and tried to place his hand on me again. I could not sleep thereafter. That's when I decided never to take passage seats again. Or to switch to the buses.

2007-12-11T10:25:00.000-08:00

The Obstacle

Shrunk with age, the old lady had to perch on her toes to reach the window at the consulate office. Having stood in the line for hours together left her little strength to even stand.
The Officer at the visa consulate asked "how old are you?"
The old lady spoke in Tamil and pointed to a cardboard on which some information was written.
'76' he read from there and asked her confirmation. The woman nodded in affirmative.
"What is the purpose of your visit?"
'Visit son' he read from the paper.
I gathered from the conversation that they woman had 2 sons, one in the US and the other in Australia.
"what is the guarantee that you will come back?"
Again,the woman pointed to the cardboard and nodded her head.
'Own a house in Coimbatore' read the cardboard.
"But this does not guarantee anything, you have no one there.There are all chances you would want to stay with your son in the US" said the officer.
The woman just nodded and pointed to the cardboard.
"I am sorry, I cannot give you the visa Madam" said the officer.
The woman still nodding pointed to the cardboard..

2007-08-30T17:17:00.000-07:00

First Salary..

'You have to offer the entire first salary to the tirupathi venkateshwara temple' his mother told him.

Tomorrow would be the day of the first salary of the first job. He had been waiting for this.The first time he would have money in his hands which he could spend in any way he wanted. He was never given any pocket money in school or college days, not that he complained anyway. For, he would spend most of his free time in the lab or library.

He had carefully planned what he would do- not buy sarees or gold bangles for his mother, like people usually do, but a washing machine and a vaccum cleaner , so that the daily chores would not leave her tired by the end of the day. And a nice pair of shoes for his father. The ones he was using now were not comfortable. Besides they were nearly a year old.And of course, two new shirts.

He would not listen to his mother. What was the point in offering his salary to the God who was already the world's richest? And were'nt parents considered to be the first gods?

2007-08-27T10:48:00.000-07:00

Avva..

..is used to address our maternal grandma as .Even in her early 70s,she was unbelievably
strong-willed and young at heart.Any new advertisement she would spot on TV for a
new soap,she would want to try it immediately . Though there were small shops nearby, she would want to go the big shops in the shopping area of malleshwaram about 3 kms away from our house.Both of us, she about 72, and I about 12 would walk all the way there holding hands. After buying the soap, she would get me 'yummies' and 'kulfi' .

I cant remember the number of times I have gone on such shopping trips with her. For all I know, she could have been the first customer for some of the products.

I particularly remember the later years when she would tug at my hand little harder. On the way back, she would say that she is too tired to walk back and would want to sit on the footpath. I would goad her to walk on, saying that people would laugh at us if we sit on the footpath.
I guess I was too young to realise that my grandma was growing old.

How I wish I could go back in time, to make her feel comfortable, and to provide her with all the luxuries possible. I miss those little shopping trips. And I miss her..

2007-08-25T08:53:00.000-07:00

Some of my pencil sketches..

some old, some older and some really really old...

2007-08-23T13:57:00.000-07:00

Office Story

First the mundane stuff:There is this place where I work part-time. It is a services oriented company . Currently we are four of us working. We girls mostly take care of the 'office' work while my only male colleague Hari, being the senior, has more responsibilities including co-ordinating with all of us and our other branches. Seems like a female-dominated place don't it? Except that it is not.

To say that Hari is not the best co-worker I could've got is a terrible understatement. He browses through obscenities while in office, flirts with people over phone, hits on the customers who come to office (he would try to call me by pulling my shoulder during my initial days but I showed him his place.)Even if all these are ignored, since they do not affect me personally, there is more to him.Being a senior to us, he tries to assign most of his work to us.I remember my initial days when he used to be out everyday for couple of hours during office hours. I was shouted at for politely asking if I should put extra hours during the the time he was not-for apparently 'questioning his commitment to work'. I had promptly burst into tears.

No girl lasts for more than 2 months in our office. And I think surviving for even 2 months is an achievement in itself. For one thing the work we do kind of takes time to learn. But the primary reason is Hari.There can be two different cases: If according to him , the girl is not good looking,even if she misses crossing a t or dotting an i, the comments are" you are miserable and you make me feel miserable'. In case she is good-looking,for the smallest of works done, he congratulates the girl by shaking hands,patting on back etc..There are even some compliments like 'Your hair smells so good' or 'you are smelling fresh today ' thrown in in-between.

Either way the girl quits and the owner of the business who hardly comes to the office, has no clue why.

I have been working there for about a year now...He doesn't mess with me for various reasons and I haven't quit for various reasons.But then, I haven't learnt some important things from this place. Now, not only from him, but I don't tolerate nonsense from anyone. I don't keep quiet if I see anything unfair.All those people-men or women who silently accept unjust treatment in office-the more you stomach such things, the more the world will try to trample you. Speak out, and stand up for yourself and the world will bend for you.

2007-05-18T08:51:00.000-07:00

Eyes closed...

Eyes closed, the infant clings
suckling milk from the mother,
With tender caress, sweet lullaby she sings
and the baby percieves a womb another

Eyes closed,the lovers embrace
tasting love as they kiss,
held in a mesmeric trance-
and enraptured onto an eden of bliss

Eyes closed, the man in tears
kneeling before God, says a silent prayer,
finds strength forgetting his fears
and feels sheltered under His care

I close my eyes,I think of you
the joy that I felt when with you,
the excitement felt as a bride so new,
its all coming back to me now..

Eyes closed, never to open again
joining you in an everlasting union
a week since you are gone-
But even death cannot do us apart..

2007-03-22T13:26:00.000-07:00

Gender Issues

Disappointment was written all over her face. "I have lost all interest in travelling now " Susheela, the next-door neighbour declared to my mother.

Just months earlier, she had excitedly announced that her daughter was pregnant and that she
would be traveling to US to look after her daughter in the advanced pregnancy and post-delivery stages. This would be her first grandchild and her first trip abroad and she was due to travel in a few days. I thought, can there be anything more exciting than this?

My mother was worried and asked her "Is everything alright? how is your daughter and the baby doing?"

She replied "They both are fine, but the ultrasound scan results show that it is going to be a girl. I do not want a girl baby, I want a boy"

Her attitude baffled me and made me feel sore. She made it seem like girls were unwelcome/unwanted and inferior in some strange way and I promptly felt bad for the unborn for getting such a grandmom.

The sad part here is that she is not a one-off case. This attitude is seen not just with 'unpad'
villagers but even in educated families in urban areas.

In most cases, the biggest challenge for women to be considered equal to men, is not from the outside world, but from within their own homes. And the biggest hurdle for women in achieving equality is, ironically women themselves.

2007-03-08T05:18:00.000-08:00

How to stay on top of the yahoo search

From being appetizing to becoming sleazy and disgusting, Britney has always been ruling the media.Though its been ages since she has delivered any hits(if you ask me, even the hits did not become 'hits' because the songs were exceptionally good), she has managed to stay on top of the search 5 times in the past 6 years

Heres how :

-provocative songs and dressing (lack of)
-public liplock with Madonna
-a marriage lasting 55 hours
-subsequent marriage to a back-up dancer
-2 pregnancies in a row
-nearly dropping her baby on the pavement, and driving with the baby in lap
-hard-partying
-Drugs
-Appearing in public underdressed (not 'under' dressed rathar)
-shaving her head

Just When I thought she had exhausted all possible atrocious ways to create news, now comes the suicide attempt and anti-christ claims. I don't dare guess what she can can come up with next.

Fame, I think, is the most powerful and dangerous intoxication.It drives you to a state where you even infamy is alluring. And you lose all control over yourself..

2007-01-21T17:17:00.000-08:00

A tale of two thieves

This happend in kRpura, about 15 years ago. Before the advent of software and tech parks in that area, KRpura, was considered to be way out of Bangalore and the population was sparse. Two of my uncles, kittu(short for krishna) mama and jayyu(short for jayaram) mama stayed there, one about a mile away from the other.

My maternal grandma stayed with us, and every month, she would religiously pay a visit to each of her sons house.It was one hot summer afternoon and my gradma, aged about 71 then, set out from jayyu mama's house to kittu mama's house by walk, accompanied by my cousin, about 12 years of age. Mid way between the two houses,a dark burly man of about 45 stopped my gradma He seemed to have come running for he was panting and he looked tensed.

He said "amma, amma,I've got something important to tell you.please ask the kid to stay here and come with me"

Despite protests from my cousin, she left him there and after they walked a couple of blocks,he said "maa, your son is in danger"

My granny, panicked and proferred "Is it Jayaram, what happend to him? Is he alright?"

"yes, yes, it is Jayaram.. he is alright, but he is in need of money right now, else the police may take him away"

"oh my God!! Take me to him, lets go"

I would rathar call her innocent than gullible.. blinded as she was, by her love for her son.

"No maa, its too far, and you wont be able to walk that far in this hot sun..besides, he needs money right away, otherwise he may be in deep trouble. Can you please remove all your jewelry and give it to me? I'll pass it on it him that should solve all the problems"

My granny readily removed her gold chain and her finger-ring and gave it to him. When she started removing her earrings, he stopped her saying that he could adjust with what she had given. Removing of earrings takes time and he did not want to take any chances.

It wasnt until later that we all realised what had happend and we promptly gave a police complaint.

A few months later, the thief was nabbed. Apparently, he had about 10 similar cases to his credit. But the story did not end here. We supposedly had to take the case through court and we engaged services of a small-time lawyer for a few thousand rupees.

My granny had to appear in court a minimum of 10 times. Sometimes, the lawyer would be absent, sometimes the theif and sometimes the sessions would just run out of time.I remember escorting my granny to the court about 4-5 times.We would travel by bus in the sun, and the court atmosphere-the lawyers, robbers, police etc was most harrowing.Even at that age, it made me realise how inefficient our judicial system was, considering the number of times my granny, aged as she was, had to be subjected to this torture, hoping that the case will be solved and that she would get her jewelry back.

One fine day,all the right things happend at the right time and the case was over! we were okayedthe jewelry we were entitled for. Oh! what a relief it was..

When we went to the police station to collect our jewelry back, there was another surprise waiting for us. The police told us that the thief had sold some of the jewelry and used it up and hence complete recovery was not possible.The loot was being melted and only bout 60% of the stolen jewelry returned. Added to this, the gold that was given was not genuine gold.

The thief stealing was one thing, but the police resorting to such antics was unimaginable.There were even talks that there was a police-theif nexus and that they both share the booty.

Anyways, end of it all, we were just happy it was all over.

2007-01-04T18:52:00.000-08:00

The Scarlet Woman

Cold night, lonely street..
Light stroking me from a far-away lamp
Flashy red dress, rouge and lipstick
I wait there, ready to play the role of a vamp

Hateful looks from passers-by,
Dirty words hurling past..
Fear of the police frisking me away
I hope that a customer soon comes my way

Neither do I steal nor do I kill
All I do is a job for a living
My child's ill, havta pay the bill
Twenty an hour, I'll do the thing

outcast I may be by the society
but my need, dont they have?
I care not, I do my duty
I am but a rose on the grave

2007-01-04T18:47:00.000-08:00

The Supermodel..

Angelic face,golden skin
so much money, she could bathe in wine
A celeb,all of nineteen
Do I sense myself turning green?

Food she eats would starve a fly
those tiny clothes, even the camera shuts its eye
the third christmas away from home
Nay, not my idea of a success song!

Star of the show, she walked away with the crown
Of what use is it, with no-one to call as your own
To the world, she may be Ms.Popular
But,in the walk of life isnt she but a loser ?

2006-11-20T17:25:00.000-08:00

The Secret for happiness..

I was totally engrossed in a book when this man entered the train and sat opposite to me. Within minutes, I could sense a steady gaze on me and it made me feel uncomfortable. When I saw him, I was taken aback. Not just because he was blind. It was the expression on his face. I had thought that its the eyes which makes one expressive. And here he sat, with his headphones on-his smile had such a child-like innocence and his face seemed to effuse bliss. He could teach our models and actresses that plastic surgeries and dental fixes does not make a 'million-dollor-smile'. I was totally hypnotised and it was my turn to stare at him till my stop came. How I wish I knew what he was listening to..

2006-09-29T09:53:00.000-07:00

The first signs of liberalization..

At the time when most of the countries worldwide have legalized gay and lesbian rights, in India, section 377 of the IPC defines homosexuality as a crime punishable under law which could mean imprisonment for a term upto 10 years.The homosexuals are not granted even fundamental rights like marrying and living with the person they love, adoption of children, inheritance in case of death of the partner and working in an unbiased workplace.If nature has created them thus, what is the fault of theirs that they are ostracised and hounded by the law?They are just as "normal" as us-just that because of their sexual orientation they are attracted to people of the same gender.
The NAZ Foundation, an NGO which helps aids-affected people, had challenged the SC on the validity of the law.And days after some eminent persons including author Vikram Seth, filmmaker Shyam Benegal and writer Arundhati Roy wrote an open letter asking the government to strike down the IPC Section 377, the government is finally shedding its homophobia.The ministry of health and family welfare is reportedly working with the home ministry to repeal Section 377. This can be seen as the fist step towards securing equal rights for securing equal rightsto sexual minorities like homosexuals, bisexuals and trans-gender individuals.Now, nearly 5 million people in india can dare to dream for an identity.

2006-09-11T13:22:00.000-07:00

It is only when u can see the horizon in all directions that you'llbe able to realise how vast the sky really is. And be able to watch the sun rise and set. Back in bangalore this was next to impossible. But in this new place that I have shifted to(yup thats the excuse for the hiatus in blogging), I can :-D. I just watched the sunrise today -the red ball looking deceptively icy-cool against the rosy sky. What made it better was that I watched it from a train. Believe me, this is the best way to start the day.

2006-07-03T04:05:00.000-07:00

Chance Encounter..

I had the plan laid out for saturday.Perfect plan for a weekend- a bit of relaxation and bit of activities..

8:00 ->get up .
10:00->brkfast
11:00-> hav a loong bath..
1:00->lunch
3:00->go shopping with mom
5:00->visit friend
7:00->go for a party.

My brother had been using my scooty all week. So at 2 :30 I went to inspect it to check if there was enough fuel to last me through the day. And guess what!!My scooty had a flat tyre :-(. Before I could vent my ire on my brother, better sense prevailed and I realised that I could not disturb him since he was preparing for exams. So, all I could do was thank him for puncturing the scooty tyre and giving me an opportunity to push the scooty to the nearest mechanic shop.While i was getting the tube changed, I saw a crowd gather near a playgound opposite to the shop -public,press et al. I could not belive it! Standing in front of me was the hugely respected and equally feared Justice Venkatachala doing a routine inspection in the grounds. And wot made the encounter more memorable is tht it was on the last day of is tenure as the Lokayukta chief..What timing!

2006-06-06T03:43:00.000-07:00

guess wot..Tdy my mom had packed roti ,dal n rice for dad's brkfast n lunch. respectively (she got up early for this despite sleeping late last nite). .and dad apparently lost the lunch box as soon as he went to office..I wish dad all the best to face the song from mom in the evening;-)

2006-06-05T04:28:00.000-07:00

It rained in my area that day..like any other day in this season..
I rushed out for a walk in the rain..like any other day in this season..
Just after few serene moments under the sky, i saw a huugge lightening,followed by a defeaning thunder.I presume bomb blasts would sound this scary. I immdiately ran into my house.Only then i realised that the fear of thunder and lightening were not just created for heronies to realise how much the hero loves her. Man! it scared me also.After an hour or so I saw 2 fire engines in my road.I later learnt that the deadly lightening had struck 2 cocunut trees in my backsteet, killing one, causing serious injury to the other. And i thought playing in the rain was harmless fun. I hear that lightenings have a predilection towards coconut trees.Hope my height ( rathar the lack of it) comes to my resuce when I go out to play in the rain next time.

2006-05-25T03:37:00.000-07:00

Save our Bangalore.

So much has been said about this that it has started sounding trite..But who can challenge the fact that hardly anything has been done toprevent the venomous effects of the "development" of the city? Far from being checked, the problem has only aggravated.The green city has now become grey city thanks to choppingdown of trees ,exponential increase in traffic and the vanishing lakes.
Bangalore once boasted a water body population of over 400 lakes whichwas the primary, perhaps the only source of drinking water for thecity habitants. It has now dwindled to just 64. And the ones thatremain are being encroached upon with experts commenting that they tooshall vanish from the map of the city.
No wonder when it rains, the drains overflow and the water has nowhereto go except to the city dwellings in the low-lying areas. The city'sbiggest attractions are proving to be its worst undoing.
Dont be surprised if you find that your house happens to be constructed on a lake bed!chk this out!
1)Vidyaranyapura lake is now converted to vidyaranyapura/jalahalli east
2)Gokula tank is now converted to Mathikere
3)geddalahalli lake is now RMV 2nd Stage,1st block
4)Nagasheetihalli lake is now RMV 2nd Stage
5)Tumkur lake is now Mysore Lamps
6)Ramshetty Palya Kere is now MilkColony (Playgounds)
7)Oddarapalya Lake is now Rajajinagar(Industrial Area)
8)Ketamaranahalli Lake is now Rajajinagare(Mahalakshmipuram)
9)Kurubarahalli is now Basaweshwaranagar(Chord road)
10)Agsana Lake is now Gayathri Devi park.
11)Jakkarayana kere is now krishna flour mills
12)Dharmambudhi Lake is now Kempe Gowda Bus Terminal
13)Vijaynagar chord rd lake is now Vijaynagar
14)Marenhalli lake is now Marenhalli.
15)Sampangi Lake is now Kanteerava Stadium.
16)kalasipalya lake is now kalasipalya
17)Siddapura lake is now Siddapura/jayanagar 1st block
18)Tyagarajanagar lake is now Tyagarajanagar
19)Kadirenhallii Lake is now Banashankari 2nd stage
20)Sarakki Agrahara kere is now JP nagare 4th Phase
21)Koramangala Lake is now National Diary Research Institute
22)Chinnigara Lake is now Ejipura
23)Domlu Lake is now Domlur 2nd stage
24)Kodlihalli lake is now new Tippasandra/Govt buildings
25)Banaswadi Lake is now Subbayapalya extension
26)Shule Tank is now Asholnagar,Football Stadium.
27)Hennur Lake is now Nagavara(HBR Layout)

Fellow bangaloreans, please dont let this trend continue..Save our bangalore..

2006-03-31T02:34:00.000-08:00

Magical Moonlight..

I thought I must share this with u all..

2006-03-27T02:54:00.000-08:00

what is the first thing that comes to your mind when you think of the Bangalore traffic policemen-inefficient?corrupt?villainous??

If Bangalore is famous for its IT industry, it is just as (in)famous for its traffic woes. Clearly, this city hadnt anticipated this rapid growth in development and the exponential increase in traffic that inevitably had to follow.We spend so much time in the jams that we can develop new hobbies everday. Getting stuck in a traffic jam for 15 minutes is enough to spoil our mood for the entire day.But has anyone of us stopped to think about the plight of the traffic policemen who have the unenviable job of having to regulate the traffic in the city-come rain or shine? Not to mention the noxious fumes that they have to inhale day in and dayout to earn their bread .

What actually prompted me to write this piece is the twin incidents of knocking down of traffic policemen fatally in 2 seperate accidents last week. People may just dismiss these incidents attributing it to the greed of the policemen in making a few extra bucks. But we have to agree on this-the traffic policemen are grossly underpaid for all the distress that they have to undergo as part of their job.Besides, before we jump all over them accusing them to be corrupt, isnt it true that if we dont break traffic rules and if all our documents are in place there is no scope for them to ask for bribe to just let us get away? So isnt this case a classic example of the pot calling the kettle black? ?

2006-03-22T01:59:00.000-08:00

some info about me->>

-i hate inactivity..esp hate to stay indoors wen its a beautiful day outside..

-i hate waiting..hate to be kept waiting and i hate to keep people waiting..

-jus luuvve talkin to old women..(older the better)..they remind me of my grandma.

-unlike other people, i dont wish to lead a peaceful life..naah..sounds so borring..

- i am damn scared of cockroaches..even if i happen see a cockroach in my dreams , i get up screaming.

- i am highly absent-minded..

-i can talk ur ear off but i am an awful listener

-i become fully quiet when i am angry

-i think the best means of traveling is the train:-D

-hate phoney people..

2006-03-02T02:47:00.000-08:00

Yippeee..My first wisdom tooth has jus started showing up..Finally!!!

2006-03-01T01:18:00.000-08:00

One of the things that my brother finds strange in me( yup there are lots n lots of things but he just cant take this one) is that i look at and observe girls..like guys do..(okay! may not be in excaatly the saame way-nevertheless..) Why shundnt I?
I find this to be more of a pleasurable activity than looking at guys. .Now.. People dont get ideas and guys, dont get offended:-p. Just that there is much more to notice about girls -attire, hairstyle etc etc..Besides, there is no better way to know whats in and whats not. I look at a girl and some background process start running in my mind 'hey that top is pretty.I wonder where she bought it from..or 'my gawd! how can she manage to walk on those stilettoes?!!'
All said and done, i must confess that i am an antithesis to the chic girls of today. .I am rathar unsophisticated and disheveled in appearance. Euphimistically termed- a simple and natural beauty;-)

2006-02-17T03:20:00.000-08:00

Nefarious or Opportunistic??

Here is a list of the companies that Oracle has acquired over the past 13 months:

PeopleSoft -January 2005
Oblix-March 2005
Retek-April 2005
TripleHop-June 2005
TimesTen-June 2005
ProfitLogic-July 2005
Context Media-July 2005
i-flex -August 2005
G-Log-September 2005
Innobase-October 2005
Thor Technologies-November 2005
OctetString-November 2005
TempoSoft-December 2005
360Commerce-January 2006
Siebel-January 2006
Sleepycat-February 2006
HotSip-February 2006

2006-01-30T05:22:00.000-08:00

I was walking on a busy street of malleshwaram with my dad yesterday when this happend.It was one of our routine trips we make to buy vegetables.To avoid the hustling and bustling crowd, I just moved behind a wide tree when I caught sight of a guy who was walkin towards me in full speed. His right hand was stretched out and he had the expression of one who has finally found what he had been looking for from a long time. As soon as he approached me his enthusiasm died downand he apologised for mistaking me to be somebody else.Okay! I agree that this is not an uncommon occurance. But what strikes me here is that it is not the first time that this is happening to me.It has happend more times than I can count on my fingers.Is it by mere chance?Or is it something about my face?? Is it true that there are seven look-alikes for everyone in this world?

2006-01-29T23:32:00.000-08:00

The wait is finally over:-D...Here i am...