Bangalore to Chennai

I guess I had the longest break ever in my blog (ennamo 25 varushama blog ezhuthara maari scene podaraanaynu paakareengala??? Kandukaatheenga ;)) 2 many things happening that really placed me out of fun for a while… now I realized Im missing my favrte hobby and got back wth an intrstng (to me) travelogue ;)

Its diwali season and the office was a complete bliss on last Thursday as the next 5 days are holidays ..i was totally held up wth my prjct and haven’t really had time to dream my holiday plans….however, I was desperate for a good break to keep me alive…. I meant to leave on Thursday after noon in a luxury coach but I have cancelled the tickets as I cant take off from work and so i booked the late nite ticket in a ‘dabba’ local bus (I kno I have to blame myself…it happens, freeya udungo) I managed to reach home (in blore) 3 hours prior to departure….shave and bath done…packed up slowly and left home (at last)…

My room mate and me anticipating an auto to majestic (the bus terminus in bangalore) and ther u go we got one straight away that too late nite that too he agreed to go with the 1.5 charge of the meter rate… we thought we are lucky and got in…1.5 kms before the bus station I have seen the worst traffic havoc in Bangalore…the scene was like the whole city was affected by a serious epidemic and ppl are moving out of the city in search of a better place to live….i felt the scene like those come is ‘Dawn of the Dead’ movie wer those ppl walk as a group in the road without caring anything in the world … though ther are cars and buses running arnd…

We have booked the special bus and some how managed to reach the area for special buses, there we saw a girl (don ask me how good looking was she…. Naa athu maari payyan kedayathu!!!) standing and talking over the phone and she was conversing in English and trying to get her frnd to the special bus area and her frnd is totally confused and cant able to guess wer the place is…. This girl started to scream in tamil “ayoooo naa enna pannuvayn ithu enna edamnu kooda therlayaeeeeeee” means “I am helpless, I cant recognize wer the hell I am”…(kashtam vantha thaan thaai mozhi thanaaala varuthu)..later we are totally stuck wth our search for our particular bus and cant find any sign of it….ther was a conductor (note : he had a cup of coffee in his hand) ther understood our meticulous situation and offered a free information “bus trapped in traffic for 2 hours…” in kannada…. I can understand we are in deep S**T… I nagged my frnd (he can speak half baked kannada very well) to enquire how sooner we expect the bus …. He asked the question without taking his eye out of coffee…. Apparently the conductor gave a long kannada anser which I cannot interpret… but this amazing frnd of mine, with out even listng to anser, askd the conductor “where can I get the coffee” ….freaking hell !!! do u realize the situation and the pain …u ***************** he zipped his mouth ther after and me, half dead with hunger…. One of our other house mate joined us soon and we got a bread pack for dinner (I have to call it so :( )


We finally got the bus after an outrageous agonial 2 hours gap …. I was so happy to find a place to sit atlast….we throwed the bag on the top and banged the seats… way tooooo small seats for a big giant like me and a medium one like my mate….(ada kaduvulayyyyy some body kill meeeee) 1.5 hour later the bus started moving In a good speed after all those inch by inch movements in the traffic…. I slowly noticed the crowd…there was a just-married-couple with ther family sitting on the other side…the girl was a big mouth and din stop complaining abt one or the other all the time during the travel…(naduvula English vera…adangokka makka…) behind me was a set of IT paruppus(like us) discussing about object oriented programming (officela ithellam discuss panatheengada….evalachum kedacha coffee corner poi kadala poda vendiyathu….middle of the nightla 2 maniku odara dabba busla intha naathariku OOPS rumba theva thaan…kanna katuthuda saami) 2 row infront of us wer a jus-married-couple started quaking and kept quaking all nite (antha ammani konjam over scene thaan… thaangala!!!) a upper-middle aged man got in and started screaming at the non availability of the luggage space for his ithu pona, naathampudicha bag…. (intha ujala thalayanunga tholla thaanga mudilada saaami)

I was too tired after a very long day…we soon dozed away inspite of all those tortures around…It wasn’t easy tho…ther was an accident in the highway whch stopped the bus for an hour…I got up like 7 in the morning, found the bus stopped for a break….to my dismay the bus jus traveled 150 kms for all 5 hours…. (busaa otitu vanthaangala ila thallitu vanthaangala..enna koduma ithu saravana!!!) I have no choice ….i cant sleep ther after…ridiculous 3 hours after that….i was counting every minute, every km god get me home soon….finally we managed to reach home after 2 hours wait and 10 hours travel (shud b 6 hours)….home sweet home…. Ate like a pig and crashed the bed… good long week end :)

Route No. 11 (A Short story)

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On celeberating my 50th post :) I cannot think of any other way of projecting my short story in a common area and guys u gotto bear this ;) This story is purely fictional and it DOES NOT replicate any one living or dead. If you think the "I" in this story is me, "Please grow up :) "

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Monday Morning 7.00 AM,

Getting up early is always a pain. I know this, still I don’t want to miss this warm experience (???) every day for this silly sleeping reason. First day of the week, I always love my formal wear. Allen solly blue full sleeve shirt fits my physique very aptly with those catchy black trousers. I nearly finished polishing my black leather shoe. All done and there I go on the streets for a pleasant morning walk to the shuttle stop.

7:15 AM,

I am waiting straight opposite to the Ragi Gudda Arch for my shuttle. I keep watching the other colleagues getting accumulated. Bingo there she is, an angel coming over with light green salwar. She looks confused as she can’t spot her usual cab mate in this place, probably the other girl is off today. Her hair is a good example for perfect black waterfalls, so uniform and one cannot take the eyes off her. She has fair complexion and always looks lavishing under this morning sun shine.

7.23 AM,

The bus arrived finally and I was anticipating yet another (not often though) good seat that gives a good vision of her. Bingo!!! Cant be more lucky today is one of the rare one-in-million days. Yeah I am seated next to her in a 3 seater, very luckily there is no third (aka “kabaab mein haddi”) person this time. I was in window (I always love a window seat) and I pretend like sleeping by tilting my head over the window pane facing her straight away.

7.28 AM,

The wheels started rolling after a short pause. There was a sudden break with in 2 seconds the bus left, it was a cow (should I call it a stupid) trying to cross the road with out caring anything in the world. She was shocked and closed her eyes tightly (like a cat, she thinks the world is dark if she close her eyes…. Many girls think this eh…) though I don’t want this to happen, I admired her scared up expression.

7.45 AM,

She got a call on her Sony Ericsson (why many girls going for sony mobiles, whatz wrong with nokia???) I was trying to be cheeky and curious to find the name flashing, but she was quick enough to pick the phone (she dint kno I am cheeky and watching her for long ) She uttered few hindi lines with ridiculous urudu accent, I always doubt she should be a muslim (Inshallah, she shudnt be married…. For Christ sake I don’t want to suicideJ ) I guess she was talking to her dad planning her family outing the week end. (I know its evil to over hear but CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT )

7.55 AM,

She started to doze away. She always do this, I hate sleeping in the bus specially in the morning. I guess she never sleeps on time at nights. But I can let her go as I will be more convenient to admire her beauty. She looks more beautiful when she closes her eyes (Is that really true or is that only an illusion) that morning was horrible for me too. I was back from my home town 1 hour back and even am too tired.

8.10 AM,

I felt too embarrassed when she was awake ( and found me looking at her ) when the bus ran over a massive hump on the road (bloody driver… always rash!!!) I pretended like I was staring at something behind her head. She didn’t bothered any way and got back to sleep. I thought I should not look at her for the rest of the journey and even I closed my eyes. To my dismay, I slept :(

8.25 AM,

She slowly touched my hands and I was surprised by this and I should say the best 2 seconds I ever had in my life. Later I saw her eyes and so did she. I told her “Hi, I am ( my name ).. May I know your name please” she gave a commanding smile as if she knows this long back. The she opened her cute lips and said “Hi, I am ----------------“ Kreeeeaaaaaakkkkkkkk… what the ****? Another big hump and this time even I was awake with a sense of shock. So did she, ahhhh it was dream straight away in the morning, somebody kill me.

8.26 AM,

I cant think any more, I got the courage all on a sudden and told her “The route has bloody lots of humps and the driver is way too rash isn’t it?” as if I am the only one who is extremely affected by this. She nodded her head slowly with a worried look on her face “Yeah”, that’s it not a word more. She was quite and I guessed that 1000 things should be running on her mind. I don’t want to bug her but very apparently I cant sleep any more with 1000 other things running on my mind too.


8.45 AM
We are just 5 minutes away from the office. There was a sense of urge that nagged me to ask her out for her name, the other one inside me said “no way”. How ever, I liked to stay away from her and keep admiring her physical outlook all the time for every possible morning i could travel in the Route no. 11. “A Thing of Beauty is always joy for ever” and you wont enjoy the beauty if you are with it all the time. So I decided to zip up my mouth. I am supposed to get down the campus before her’s and there it is. I said in the most polite way I can ever talk “Excuse me !!!” She opened her eyes (very clear that she was just closing her eyes and haven’t slept) her hairs all scrambled due to early sleep and her eyes looked tight and tired. “Am sorry “ she was sweet when she said that and given enough way for me to go on. “That’s alright…..Thanks” god cant this bus go around for the whole day ???? I don’t wanna go. My phone ringed parallely, “ Hey man, where are you? Don’t you know there is an important team meeting in 10 mins ? quick yaar” Oh yes baba, am outside the office…

திடீர் கவிதை !!!

This is a tamizh poem from my frnd.... he sed these lines "on the fly".... i really liked this coz coz coz ........first chk out the lines ;)

Office Manners(In IT Companies):

Figure வந்தா பாத்துட்டு போ...
மத்த Colleague வந்தா பாக்காம போ...
Team Lead வந்தா மொறச்சிட்டு போ...
Manager வந்தா மதிக்காம போ...
ஏ டன்டனக்கா ஏ டனக்குனக்கா !!!! (this line is adaption from TR)

this chap hardly speaks a good tamizh and these lines all on a sudden made me LMAO .....

…Nothing bothers like a serious trauma…

I think ive been goin thro the worst time I ever lived in Bangalore… I was having good fun wth my long weekend but all that set to a jeopardy coz of a long and flippin internal body heat that kept me off from routine for 3 days consecutively…. U never kno the real pain unless u exprnce it yrself… I don wanna go in to this as this again triggers the pain in myself… L I have taken a day off to have enough rest as the chair in my office gives me a scare like I will get more problems…. But this goddamn project and deadline really needs to me to b in that day and I found my lead wasn’t happy wen I told him I cant cme to the office that day…but I have no choice I cant work at all (first time I wanted to b at my work and I cannot…so ironic!!!) I ve decided myself that I have to go to work by any means the next day…. But this killer pain still playing foot ball on my stomach for the whole night ….

No proper sleep and straight away went to my work early in the morning…. I had stuffs to do (as anticipated) ….. the early mrng scene I watched was a real night mare for me and I am still in shock….guess what??? Ive seen a dead body in front of my office….uhhhhhhhhh…. oh my ****** this cant b happening… folks arnd ther sed he was hit by a mini bus half an hour ago and this chap was dead on the spot…. The dead man looks like a cab driver and hit wen he was trying to cross the road outside our office…. Such an outrageous death I shud say….


Parallely i saw another accident (no loss of life tho) in the other side of the office.... a tata indica cab was hit by a truck and this totally jammed the whole traffic flow (though it is slow alrdy)...too pathetic to see even well exprnced drivers acting extremely careless...


I guess ppl can understand my state of mind now… I am now really sick and anticipating to go home at an earliest… but all I learnt was tragedic news that we hear normally are much more than serious than it really sounds…. This u can understand only if u feel it yrself… safety is the need of the hour to survive in this killer world …jus a slip in the road will take all yr dreams and desire to accomplish things away from u before u realize it did… however, jus our precautions wont help us… if the big road like that had a frequent speed breakers, the impact wudve been minimal or nothing…. I cant see how these IT companies along the road never thought about all these….waz the point being a leading software industry wth out humanity and common sense… people in this part of the world don’t really realize the value of life(me too in this list… but I atleast realize now)…