Friday, March 16, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
after a very very long time, i happend to talk to pitts, vani n madhu ...not to forget renewed ties with roy chettan and sanju unc and sudheer garu..
so no prizes for guessing the topic of this post....
thinking of kol, the first things that rush into my mind are the heat, the white dazzling sun , the torrential rains and hailstorms...in that order...
then i think about tat hotel(cant remembr the name or the place), bl 224 and fool's garden... the mausi's shop at koronomoyee market, egg chowmien and slice (ah !), the rum flavoured ice cream....the idli delivery guy and his kids, the bl 224 unc and family....park street, esplanade, mango lassi, countless movies and egg rolls....the metro..and its lambe haath when it finally caught up with us at dum dum !!! the share autos, the wooden buses , the antique trams , boat rides in ganges, the many visits to serene countrysides outside kol and trips to orissa, sikkim, jharkhand....
of course, its in kol, that blu n me realised the importance of having breakfast in life and its effects on decision making skills , sadly the hard way....
wen durga puja was over and rabi kishore left kol, the hustle and bustle of phool bagan(also known as fools garden due to our weird translation) came into our lives...the centrestage was definitely held firmly by poornima di, who used to make sure that we got used to her way of doing things...esp cooking food,....sparking duels in culinary skills with OD....and yes, she brought a radical shift in OD's *sense of dressing* too ...the shrimps she used to get from chingri ghata...hmm.aaha..
occasionally ashok debnath and characters like kingshuk bhattacharya hogged the lime light along with kalu-da ,balu-da n lambu-da..
the next-door neighbour - "bomb shell" mun mun and her hippopotamus dad..tats attributed to his liking for (splashing) water...
many visits to 'grain of salt , 'some place else' , 'malgudi days', college street, oxford, bd100, swabhumi,sanju unc's place, guitar classes...oh i think i ll never forget santa and defnitely not sushmita rani pal(im sure cp would share the same feelings abt sush )......
strangely, i had to put in some effort to recall names of many places and people...strange because i m not sure if i should be happy or sad about it
so no prizes for guessing the topic of this post....
thinking of kol, the first things that rush into my mind are the heat, the white dazzling sun , the torrential rains and hailstorms...in that order...
then i think about tat hotel(cant remembr the name or the place), bl 224 and fool's garden... the mausi's shop at koronomoyee market, egg chowmien and slice (ah !), the rum flavoured ice cream....the idli delivery guy and his kids, the bl 224 unc and family....park street, esplanade, mango lassi, countless movies and egg rolls....the metro..and its lambe haath when it finally caught up with us at dum dum !!! the share autos, the wooden buses , the antique trams , boat rides in ganges, the many visits to serene countrysides outside kol and trips to orissa, sikkim, jharkhand....
of course, its in kol, that blu n me realised the importance of having breakfast in life and its effects on decision making skills , sadly the hard way....
wen durga puja was over and rabi kishore left kol, the hustle and bustle of phool bagan(also known as fools garden due to our weird translation) came into our lives...the centrestage was definitely held firmly by poornima di, who used to make sure that we got used to her way of doing things...esp cooking food,....sparking duels in culinary skills with OD....and yes, she brought a radical shift in OD's *sense of dressing* too ...the shrimps she used to get from chingri ghata...hmm.aaha..
occasionally ashok debnath and characters like kingshuk bhattacharya hogged the lime light along with kalu-da ,balu-da n lambu-da..
the next-door neighbour - "bomb shell" mun mun and her hippopotamus dad..tats attributed to his liking for (splashing) water...
many visits to 'grain of salt , 'some place else' , 'malgudi days', college street, oxford, bd100, swabhumi,sanju unc's place, guitar classes...oh i think i ll never forget santa and defnitely not sushmita rani pal(im sure cp would share the same feelings abt sush )......
strangely, i had to put in some effort to recall names of many places and people...strange because i m not sure if i should be happy or sad about it
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
new year is a time when a lot of people introspect...so did i
and heres a few memorable moments from the year that sped by...
2006 new year celebrations in painavu, the trekk and the camp fire in the middle of a jungle.... jumping out of a plane from 13,500 feet and falling through the clouds....
trip to Mexico ....
"on the fly" drive to Vegas....
staying in a houseboat .....
xmas in Los Angeles ....
tempe new years eve block party
i could think of a few more...however the most beautiful of them all, still seems to be the time i spent in pondy !
just finished watching "papillon"....i guess , in a way, it helped me with the long due introspection..... in putting a few things in the right perspective...and in questioning myself about my priorities(sad, guess i never got it right!)....
i have half a mind to jot down "Top 10 shocking moments of 2006"(title courtesy: VH1).....but then, i resist the temptation...
whoever had the patience to read through these ramblings, wishing you a great time ahead...
As Dega says : My thoughts are with you !
and heres a few memorable moments from the year that sped by...
2006 new year celebrations in painavu, the trekk and the camp fire in the middle of a jungle.... jumping out of a plane from 13,500 feet and falling through the clouds....
trip to Mexico ....
"on the fly" drive to Vegas....
staying in a houseboat .....
xmas in Los Angeles ....
tempe new years eve block party
i could think of a few more...however the most beautiful of them all, still seems to be the time i spent in pondy !
just finished watching "papillon"....i guess , in a way, it helped me with the long due introspection..... in putting a few things in the right perspective...and in questioning myself about my priorities(sad, guess i never got it right!)....
i have half a mind to jot down "Top 10 shocking moments of 2006"(title courtesy: VH1).....but then, i resist the temptation...
whoever had the patience to read through these ramblings, wishing you a great time ahead...
As Dega says : My thoughts are with you !
Sunday, November 26, 2006
pyaar ke side effects
sandy wore a perplexed look..and he was actually blinking...Jose, kb n me were
summoned to the hall...the centre of attraction was Jack....he was reading a book..well a novel...now whats the big deal about it....
having been jack's roomie for quite somtime, sandy could vouch that jack has never even looked at a magazine with interest, forget reading a novel....as for me i suspect if he has even touched textbooks....well, things were not gonna be the same again...somtime later in the day, jack looked at a bottle of whiskey , shook his head and said "holy water"...i ws not sure if he meant "holy grail"...and after finishing off "da vinci code", he took up "god father", i guess he has been bitten by the book bug(or worm)...well, now we've all got used to this change..and its good to see him read novels, though somtimes he refers to mario puzo's magnus opus as "grand father" :D
sandy wore a perplexed look..and he was actually blinking...Jose, kb n me were
summoned to the hall...the centre of attraction was Jack....he was reading a book..well a novel...now whats the big deal about it....
having been jack's roomie for quite somtime, sandy could vouch that jack has never even looked at a magazine with interest, forget reading a novel....as for me i suspect if he has even touched textbooks....well, things were not gonna be the same again...somtime later in the day, jack looked at a bottle of whiskey , shook his head and said "holy water"...i ws not sure if he meant "holy grail"...and after finishing off "da vinci code", he took up "god father", i guess he has been bitten by the book bug(or worm)...well, now we've all got used to this change..and its good to see him read novels, though somtimes he refers to mario puzo's magnus opus as "grand father" :D
Friday, November 10, 2006
Theres nothing more than driving which makes me feel happy these days....
...and driving early morning along an arid desert with the sun slowly rising over the formidable mountain range in the horizon...nothing beats it....
the mountains always loomed large in the horizon
and after the desert came som greenery..but not the ones we were used to...
The long road to mexio....
then we crossed the border into the town of sonoyta (pronounced sonoya)..
and again the now-familiar scenes came back...desert country...
and finally we hit rocky point, after squirming through some chaotic traffic, which gave us a feeling of 'apnapan', a feeling of being somwhere in india, that feeling getting stronger with the signboards showing 'Km' and 'Km/hr'...people park wherever they feel like...kids make a living out of begging and doing jobs like washing cars...things u dont get to see on the other side of the border...
Rocky point is a beach in the quaint little harbor town of puerto penasco (puerto means port in spanish) in the pacific ocean....
The sight of a bright blue ocean sandwiched between bright blue sky and an almost silvery desert was truly amazing....
After checking into a hotel, true to our mallu genes,we decided to treat ourselves with some sea food and found a place to eat which was literally over the ocean...a restaurant on stilts...
After the hefty lunch, fighting fatigue and sleep, we decided to get things into turbo mode and rented a jet ski for an hour....adventures included trying to "drift" a-la "tokyo drift"..and switching drivers mid-sea...
followed it up with som parasailing...
more excitement-the boat gave up on us mid-sea and had to wait for more than hour for another boat to pick us up, however this gave us an opportunity to see the sun go down...and quite a few dolphins swam by ...
tats jose enjoyin the solitude, a-la "Dil Chahta Hai"...
after a round of burritos, quesadillas and tortillas and some tequila, we slept off...
Nov 5, 06
"Breath taking view" of the ocean..from our hotel room...
soon after breakfast, we hit the road trying to find a place to do paragliding...
and that was the high point of our trip....the trainer showed off his skills with the glider and it was 20 minutes of pure thrill...
and for timepass we decided to lunch, and it turned out to be a long one...as they always do in the beaches, food was served after a good one hour...
and then we hired two All Terrain Vehicles(ATV) and drove around all around the desert and beaches, hills and through a crater...
by tosekhar
by tosekhar
cutting the stori short, we had a dip in the sea and headed back...
no surprises at the border, we were allowed get back into the US..they didnt even check our boot..we couldve easily smuggled in an illegal immigrant...comin to think of it, arizona state spends 10 million a year to check illegal immigration...
bankin on the pricey "full coverage" insurance,we bot for the weekend and of course prayers, jose decided to leave me alone to the task of driving and climbed into the backseat for a nap....
the rest of the trip was uneventful, except for the little goof-ups cos of my inexperienced driving...we were hom safe n sound..
considering the dacoity and carjacking, mexico is famous for,i guess every1 back hom was happy to see us alive and without much damage...
...and driving early morning along an arid desert with the sun slowly rising over the formidable mountain range in the horizon...nothing beats it....
the mountains always loomed large in the horizon
and after the desert came som greenery..but not the ones we were used to...
The long road to mexio....
then we crossed the border into the town of sonoyta (pronounced sonoya)..
and again the now-familiar scenes came back...desert country...
and finally we hit rocky point, after squirming through some chaotic traffic, which gave us a feeling of 'apnapan', a feeling of being somwhere in india, that feeling getting stronger with the signboards showing 'Km' and 'Km/hr'...people park wherever they feel like...kids make a living out of begging and doing jobs like washing cars...things u dont get to see on the other side of the border...
Rocky point is a beach in the quaint little harbor town of puerto penasco (puerto means port in spanish) in the pacific ocean....
The sight of a bright blue ocean sandwiched between bright blue sky and an almost silvery desert was truly amazing....
After checking into a hotel, true to our mallu genes,we decided to treat ourselves with some sea food and found a place to eat which was literally over the ocean...a restaurant on stilts...
After the hefty lunch, fighting fatigue and sleep, we decided to get things into turbo mode and rented a jet ski for an hour....adventures included trying to "drift" a-la "tokyo drift"..and switching drivers mid-sea...
followed it up with som parasailing...
more excitement-the boat gave up on us mid-sea and had to wait for more than hour for another boat to pick us up, however this gave us an opportunity to see the sun go down...and quite a few dolphins swam by ...
tats jose enjoyin the solitude, a-la "Dil Chahta Hai"...
after a round of burritos, quesadillas and tortillas and some tequila, we slept off...
Nov 5, 06
"Breath taking view" of the ocean..from our hotel room...
soon after breakfast, we hit the road trying to find a place to do paragliding...
and that was the high point of our trip....the trainer showed off his skills with the glider and it was 20 minutes of pure thrill...
and for timepass we decided to lunch, and it turned out to be a long one...as they always do in the beaches, food was served after a good one hour...
and then we hired two All Terrain Vehicles(ATV) and drove around all around the desert and beaches, hills and through a crater...
by tosekhar
by tosekhar
cutting the stori short, we had a dip in the sea and headed back...
no surprises at the border, we were allowed get back into the US..they didnt even check our boot..we couldve easily smuggled in an illegal immigrant...comin to think of it, arizona state spends 10 million a year to check illegal immigration...
bankin on the pricey "full coverage" insurance,we bot for the weekend and of course prayers, jose decided to leave me alone to the task of driving and climbed into the backseat for a nap....
the rest of the trip was uneventful, except for the little goof-ups cos of my inexperienced driving...we were hom safe n sound..
considering the dacoity and carjacking, mexico is famous for,i guess every1 back hom was happy to see us alive and without much damage...
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