Me, My T100, and the Road to Gokarna!!

“Are you traveling alone?”

“Yes!”

“Again?”

“Ya!”

That was it; my mother seemed to be totally uninterested in having any more sane conversation with me.

I have been trying to find out the reason why she abhors my habit of traveling alone.

A QUICK RECAP OF MY PREVIOUS EXPEDITIONS AND THE REASON BEHIND MY MOTHER’S INTOLERANCE TOWARDS THEM (THE EXPEDITIONS):

I understand that while visiting Shimla, my car was about to crash in the valley in the midnight.

The Gangtok thug took all I had and left me with a few pennies in my pocket (mom had to call for immediate help from one of her relatives who lives in Sikkim). 

The worst of all were the Goa drug peddlers who got hold of me and were about to get me held when my mom called me up (they disguised themselves as hippies selling some ethnic masterpieces, and I was walking towards them while the police were running towards them).

My mom’s phone call was always there with me, everywhere!

She was there reciting her mantras on phone while I was trying to take a reverse u turn on the wet hills of Shimla. I got so scared in that dark night amidst the rain and the forest, that I called my mother to seek her blessings so that I can escape the calamities I bought upon myself (I never knew that I will be reminded of that dreaded night throughout my life).

Of! Course she was the one who arranged money in the distant state of Sikkim, and saved me coincidentally, by calling before I arrived the drug shop.

Oh, I missed one big detail about all these experiences.

I WAS ALONE in the entire journey, every time, everywhere.

And I am about to begin one more, but this time a little more safer, and a bit more rigged up with gadgets and phones.

PRESENT DAYS

Okay, so mom is not receiving my calls, and not responding to my messages too.

But, this is my long planned and awaited trip to Gokarna, Mahabaleshwar. I can’t miss or even re plan it this time. I have visited most of the beaches around Pune and in Goa. The Gokarna beach is special. It is in the shape of OM. I would love to spend sometime there. The temple on the beach is a home of Lord Shiva. It is going to be a pleasure drive from Pune to Gokarna. Hope, my avenger keeps up to its reputation. Never before have I covered six hundred kilometers on a bike.

The best, I am once again alone on this voyage.

Bags packed!

Recheck: medicines, money, ATM cards, clothes, books, route details, GPS, chargers, camera, mobile phone, tool box, petrol backup, and my T100.

Road to Gokarna: The Journey Begins

6:30 AM

Starting the journey early morning (6:30 AM by my watch)! My T100 all charged up and ready to take up notes and post my activities while I am on move. Hope, mom follows my posts regularly. Planning to reach Gokarna by 8 pm tonight!  FB status updated, and a sorry mail dropped to mom. 

& the journey begins.

8:30 AM - Status Update:

I think I have covered around 80 kilometers which is not good, considering that I have to cover around 520 kilometers more in less than twelve hours. I will have to fasten up.

I so want to listen to AC/DC: It’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll.

Time is running out. Need to rush. Anyways, will have to fight the scorching heat! There is no escape.

It’s nine; I should be hitting the road now. But, I want to relax a bit more. The serenity and simplicity of this place is so soothing. I can hear the traffic but the sound is not polluting. Everything is just so calm in its own way. No one rushing to get to a place, no fights, no need to get ahead! Everything is so pure here on the highway.

Time to leave my first halt!

Thanks for providing me the most needed rest. Hope to come back soon.

9:15 AM: My journey continues.

12:30 PM - Status Update:

And as I lie under the huge magical creation of God, every cell of my body feels so blessed! No AC, no comfort, but it still feels better. The dark shade engulfs my spirit and makes me feel alive and close to myself, my inner self. I want to scream and call nature to come and enjoy this feast with me. The two chapattis and boiled pulses, the best meal ever in so many years! I could give everything, any day for the happiness and the bliss that I am in right now! Hope, it stays; and I know hope is a good thing (quoted from Shawshank Redemption).

2:00 pm: About time!

Tasty food and a little nap under the coolest of the shades can transform you into a highly energetic human being; try out someday, you won’t repent. I bet!

My journey starts after a cup of tea. Meet you in sometime.

4:15 PM - Status Update:

This should be my second last halt. According to the map, I have covered around 400 kilometers. Still some 150 kilometers to go! With the setting sun, two things will be evident; one, the drop in temperature (that will be a great relief), and the second, an increase in heavy motor vehicles on the highway. According to my plans, my next stop should be Yellapur. The cup of tea I am having right now should fill me with enough energy to execute my plans. 

Enjoying the journey so far! Neither bored, nor exhausted! And people say, you need to have a companion to make the journey exciting! The journey itself is the companion, who needs more!

4:45 PM: Time to hit the highway! Meet you in sometime.

6:30 PM - Status Update:

A little reroute to have some good snacks at Mumtaz hotel that bestows one of the finest restaurants in Yellapur. I needed this. 

Off with my shoes and socks, and resting in an ac area of the restaurant, waiting for some coffee and snacks. Don’t intend to stuff myself, though I wish to, because I still have some 100 kilometers to cover. Just need to get the energy back. Hope to reach my destination by 9 pm.

7:00 PM: Done with my snacks break. Off to the concluding part of the most happening journey. See you at Gokarna now!

9:45 PM - Status Update:

10:45 PM

Dear T100,

That’s it for the day!

Your presence in my life and this journey is inevitable. I was able to keep my mother and friends informed about my locations and how my journey was facing. Just got a call from mom, and she didn’t seem to be that pissed off as she was before. All cause of you! 

Long way to go friend!

Will login back tomorrow and update the moments as they come to me.

That Beautiful Night...

I remember that beautiful night, filled with twinkle and lights!

It was cause of the sparkle that you had in your eyes.

The night had nothing much to remember and take pride!

 The trees swayed, and the morning birds still sang to make the night alive,

All there to make you smile.

And the night, it thought that all were there to celebrate its delight!

The night that had nothing much to remember and take pride.

Not A Poem IndeeD!

& the only moment when I miss you is the one when I try to regain that stupid skipped breath, 

Else you are always there...making me feel alive...

& if that's still not good enough, my heart seems to realize, 

u know that stupid heart shaped heart,

the one you fell for,

that ijiot (intelligent idiot) wishes for your smile,

& I,

I start falling again,

Last was for you,

Now for myself,

You are so there,

All here, all embedded!!

I AM HAPPY WHEN I FIGHT A WAR EVERYDAY!

I continued walking along the unknown path.

When I was a kid, I was told that I should always be safe, and should consider all possibilities before choosing a path.

I had dodged all those advices to take this path that could lead me to miseries (That pessimistic mind we have!), or give me some charming surprises.

I am pretty sure that if the people from my past, the ones who had the rights to take decision on my behalf, come to know about this, they will try to call me back and guide me towards their trusted paths and destinations; the ones that they had already discovered, tried, and tested.

So, here I am, still walking tall! 

And, there they are too, still trying to call me all along. 

I give them a deaf ear sometimes, and then there are those times when I try to make them understand my rational. Does it change anything? No, not on their end! They still believe the story they told me to be true. I sometimes slow down; you know, the times when you want them to cheer you up! But, I have my own faiths, the ones that I developed myself, the ones that never had their intellect in them; the faiths that keep me running, running towards that flag of my dreams, that beautiful place of my peace, and those moments of my victory!

I crossed them all to realize my meaning of my life, not their meanings of my life!

I broke their trust to gather trust in my soul, my being, and my world; the world that I create, not the one inherited from them.

I turn deaf to their voices, I go blind to their gestures, and when they touch, although I feel it deeply nourishing, I generally get numb!

They want me to be safe, secure, healthy, and alive, with no risk in my life!

It’s hard to explain that the war that I fight every day, makes me happy, renews my life, and makes me feel alive!

The war against ignorance makes me feel alive!

.....called LOVE!

“What if this night never ended?”

“It would be dark and someday we will exhaust all the available power supplies.”

“What if there is no supply as such?”

“It would be dark forever; I might sleep forever!”

“What if you slept forever?”

“I will dream about you forever!”

Rotten!

                                                                   
 Don’t laugh at me,

Don’t curse me either,

Don’t you blame me for the calamities!

Don’t fight me,

Don’t disrupt me,

Don’t you ask me for a drop of the peace I have been searching for!

I feel lost sometimes,

Those are the times when I bury myself,

Bury myself under the heap loneliness and scars,

Thinking, did I lose the peace that I first stood up for!

And there you come once again,

Scream, shout, and laugh again,

Ask me the same questions,

And leave me numb, dumb, and rotten!!

I just feel rotten!!!

THE COLORS

I tried to find the faces there,

Faces hiding behind the holy colors,

Were they gray, were they white,

Or, were they as they say, “The darkness glorified”?

I was beating inside,

Trying to link those crisscross lines,

The boundaries ahead and the ones below,

All colored throughout, thoroughly, in a different human flow.

Why don’t they make sense to me?

As, so easily, they make sense to many!

Why don’t they speak to me, group me, or alienate me?

Why don’t they come up as they come for all; love me, hug me, or hit me till I fall!

Why am I so confused?

Till all of them squall:

  “Why do you want us to get colored in that human doubt?

   Why do you want us to flow segregated of all?

    Look at us, we make sense together,

    Together we rise, and together we fall!”

Yes, TOGETHER THEY RISE, AND TOGETHER THEY FALL!

How I Wonder....

A blank canvas and a few pen strokes,

Some little curves,

And some free flows,

A few shades of grey,

And some dots to emote,

If this is how I create,
 I wonder, how you do so....

RANDOMNESS with MR. DEEDS

I have started jotting down my feelings to stay in touch with them always! 

One other attempt to grow better!

WITH 

 

Watching Mr. Deeds. One movie out of the many that makes me wish, if only I were in the protagonist's shoes. And what more should I wish for if the chief protagonist is one of my favorites Adam Sandler.

Forwarded to the scene where manager of Mr Deeds uncle's company comes to visit him. 

He is being told about how his billionaire uncle (unknown to Deeds left a mighty fortune for him). Whatever I write from here on is what feelings are surpassing my mind while I watch this beautiful movie.

P.S. (pre-script): This can't be a movie review, I think! So don't come sabotaging me about something that I wrote, which according to you is not correct!

It is just a visit made to my RANDOM thoughts!

1.   Why can't I fake sick in my regular job, and be taken as casually as Murph here. Arghhhh!! I so envy this pizza delivery guy here. He looks so joyous and satisfied just cause he has nice people around him. I am not against my life in any sense. I intend to make it better. All who are around me are beautiful and lovely. No doubt about that! *END*

2.    Want to learn and use the word "Touché". It  means acknowledging someone else's point that was made at your own expense. Nice little expression!
"Touché everyone!"

Ha ha ha! Wasn't that a nice one!

3.    I am so thinking of having a thought board for myself in my house. Deeds greeting card's board made me realize this. And yes, I would love to write a few getting cards myself. This online thing has crashed and cursed the card business somewhere. But still, emotions in words can't be ignored. Let it be nineteenth century or twenty first!

4.    "To my sweetheart, I love you completely with all my soul, without you I am nothing, a butter less role."
Wasn't that wonderful!
How can someone laugh at that?
Anyways, if this was in real and not in reel, and if I were the editor of hallmark cards, Deeds would have broken all existing records with this card. No other Valentine's day message for the next ten years!

Note: I can't keep on penning whatever I feel. So, I will wait for something that makes me subtle and stable!

5.    Want to say this to someone sometime: " Handshakes are for strangers, we hug around here buddy!" And make someone feel special. :D

6.   Deeds reading his card and people screaming his name. Come on, I want that role!! That's me altogether. :D

7.    "I promise to love you for 50 years more, even when your bosoms sag down to the floor!" Applauds everywhere for a happy man! Happiness is contemporary! Why I say that; cause it changes from time now to time then. What makes me happy is Deeds, not because the character was enacted by Adam, but cause the character is happy! The character has SPACE of his own, RECOGNITION of his own, and WEALTH of his own!

8.    How is being rich going to hamper your daily deals? If you love something, no money is big enough! (Deeds delivering pizzas after inheriting millions of dollars.)

9.     Go with what everyone wishes! Accept them as they are! This will help them to accept you as you are. Finally, you are the one who ends up making your life simple and lovable.

10.   How will it feel if an entire town comes to bid you farewell??? Rich and happy!!! Let me quote a line from the Deeds farewell card: "While I am gone, I know, I will miss you all a lot!"

11.   If you are happy and funny, you can make everyone around you smile and laugh! Inspired from Deeds Trip from Mandrakes fall to New York!
Nicest!

12.   Babe is a historic representation of the girl who has got the ability to let most of the stupid guys bend down to her charm.  And the story of hers where she blows her entire salary on shoes is....Yuck* 300000... still not enough..... Although I behold curly hair too, I have not messed my life for someone like her. I have experiences of other kinds of messy girls!

13.   Deeds comes to know that he owns a football team and he says, "It sucks!" I don't reverberate here Deeds. I would love to own a team.

14.   We don't need to be servant, we should be friends! Don't hit the chord there. I live in a country where people live to get considered as a servant.

15.   You don't need to be labeled by where you belong! You are, what you are! No cloth can decide your life! (Deeds enters a big business meeting in his super casual attire.)

16.    When you do right, you do right! Let all of then go!

17.    Enjoy and celebrate those small moments like an ECHO!!!!

18.   Abba, the band! Loll! I was in love with this band a few years ago. Would love to relive my passion and love for music.

19.   Would love to use 'wicked' as an adverb to describe every 'wicked' adjective around.

20.   You ought to save yourself from the people who mock you! Diaper therapy! You need to be stable. But how long, Deeds is great while he beats them to ashes. (The restaurant scene where a few top notch socials make fun of Deeds.)

21.    I love the attention that Deeds got! Funeral scene... :o....:D.....

22.   Oh my god... The best scene. (Editing this after some 24 hours, do don't remember which got me to react like that. :D.)

23.   Thanks Dr Pepper to be around.

24.   You can be something someday if you really want to! Thanks Mr Deeds.

25.   Discontinued here on! You need to be alone to do all such crazy stuff! 

If you read this, thanks for staying till the end. Loll!!!

CHENNAI EXPRESS: MY JOURNEY

PS (PRE-SCRIPT): This isn't a movie review!


Started at 930 for 1030 show!

The multiplex is just a fifteen minutes drive from my home. Imagine the excitement. 

And why not? 

Will be experiencing the real SRK after a period. Ra.One and JTHJ stole him from his real fans.

There are two types of romance:
1. The old book style
2. The SRK style.

Ages since I experienced the second.

Enough of all the sci-fi and the dramas. We want (at least I want) the old SRK back with his smart sense of humor and cupid love!

Not much of a Deepika fan!

Rohit Shetty is one hell of an entertainer (minus Bol Bachchan). I am sure the combo can't disappoint the viewers. Talking more about Shetty; let's not measure his sanity, let's count his hits. That's what really counts, correct? How many times can you watch Singham, and how many times Paan Singh Tomar? Do I answer the question? Want to clear that I had no intention to insult the wonderful movie (PST). It was just a comparison between commercial and parallel worlds of cinema.

45 minutes away from boarding the Chennai Express! A big crowd awaits even though, it is the second last show of the day. 10:30pm is not that young time of the night, and then when you are aware that you might be leaving the theater somewhere around 1 in the midnight.

And the countdown begins: ....

Nope! As usual E square had kept some cards close to it's chest! Suddenly they have changed the start time from 10:30 pm to 10:45 pm. 

Someone please screw them.

Not now! Not Now! After a month or so. :) 

Chennai Express has lot to do and more than a lot to break at the Box Office. Every single theater counts; forget the theater, every single ticket counts!

And more than anything, Every Single Fan Counts!!

Can see people from the last show leaving. A few escaped from the front door. Nice, happy faces! 

Think, SRK has made up to all of them after the disappointment each of us faced cause of JTHJ.

Three minutes to go!

People are ecstatic! Hope the energy and the sacrifice (our sleep after the full day job) pays.

Missed writing while Chennai Express played.


So, here are my honest feelings:


1. SRK is still the heartthrob. The wild uproar of the crowd was enough to prove this. There were even some whistle fights, which happened whenever some punches hit the movie screen.

2. Rohit Shetty is a big fan of SRK himself, and Chennai Express is a homage to the idol of Bollywood Romance.

3. Deepika cannot be ignored. She matches pace of the iconic star.

4. You tend to forget most, but do take away a few back with you. What more can you expect from a complete commercial flick?

5. Last fifteen minutes of second half seem to be a little too lengthy, but then you can ignore fifteen out of a 150 minutes long movie.


Hilarious of all : Watch out for these:


1. The train scene: "ab mujhe bahut gussa dila di" (you have made me extremely angry now).

2. When SRK gets drunk and insults everyone, starting with Deepika.

3. Encounter with the Srilankan smugglers & The Life Pie dialog.

4. The fight and patch up between SRK and Deepika after they run away from Deepika's father's village.

5. "Don't underestimate the power of a halwawaala."

6. SRK and Deepika bed scene (nothing A about it). One of the funniest moments of the movie.

7. All the scenes featuring a mixed-matched "antakchari" between SRK and Deepika.

 
I know, though it is an SRK movie, I haven't listed any of his romantic scenes (and yes, I started with expecting an SRK romance comeback).

But, that's the magic of Chennai Express. It showcases SRK's funny bone more than his romance.

And, SRK, like the old days, excels as a charmer!

(To everyone who has asked SRK to do something different, isn't this different? BTW, I heard a few more comments in which people has asked SRK to start taking risks as he used to do before! I seriously feel that they are the ones who had asked him before to stop doing the same thing again and again. Look, no one cares for what they think, but at least have some spine when you speak. Don't get muddled up, just to prove your points.)


Watch Chennai Express to forget the world for a bit, at the least.

Watch it to experience star power of one of the biggest superstars of this century.

R & F : Back After a Decade

Rasputin: He again called us; once again to share his pains, sorrows, and incompetency!

Fakir: Come on! Aren’t we here for that?

Rasputin: I am not! You might be! He kicked us out of his life.

Fakir: Did he?

Rasputin: Why are you asking me? You too were thrown away.

Fakir: I was always there with him, a little calm this time as I found that he is taking right decisions.

Rasputin: What right decisions? He was sacrificing everything he wanted to have.

Fakir: No! He was doing the correct thing!

Rasputin: Okay! Is it? Then why is he back? You will have to agree with me. He wanted none of these. He wanted what we know he still wants, but can we steer him anymore?

Fakir: I know he wants something else from life, and he will be there once he is done with what he is doing now.

Rasputin: This is not going to end, Fakir!

Fakir: You are again taking the wrong loop. I never said that he should end any of the things that are making his physical life easier. He has to put a full stop to the ones that are making him reluctant to approach his destiny.  

Rasputin: I agree, but how? Can he even think about it when he has no thoughts left?

Fakir: His thoughts are always alive! Let him crave for them to become visible. He loves analogy, compares, and contrasts; let him understand how a desert feels about flood! Let him rise, let him rise again!

Rasputin: I hope!

I AM STILL HERE.....PART 1

You were there I suppose looking out for me,

Brilliant eyed, constant mind,

Every sense possessed by thee…

You preyed on me,

It was your domain.

But I opine not the same,

I still have things to fight for,

A freedom, soul, survival, and dreams to crave….

I still have things to live for,

       I still have my dreams to crave….

   
       I still have my dreams to crave….

Loser....

Loser as I were, loser as I would have ever been,

Loser I am still and loser how I make you all feel,

Loser whom you find, loser whom you strive to get hold of,

Loser as I always will be, loser without you always!

Colors that make no color to me,

Sounds that no longer make any sound,

The shades that is hotter than sun,

The clouds that have stopped raining,

The air that flows without any trace of life,

All cause of life that goes lifeless without you,

Loser as I always will be, loser without you always!

I heard the story of a king and his queen,

The king who never lost his love,

All the vows he made to the queen,

All the deeds he did for her,

Everywhere he tried to find her after her death,

Every time he cried to find her in space,

All the time he screamed now and again:

“Loser as I always will be, loser without you always!”

(ps: inspiration --> "Challa" from "Jab Tak Hai Jaan")

I will be there....I still think...

It never wandered around,

I never thought a lot about,

It went and passed by,

U were there and are always,

“I will be there at that moment always,

I still think about that always…..”

You keeping up with all life wanted,

You there to stay for what I admired,

You always standing tall for what “WE” desired,

You there to hold me strong,

“I will be there at that moment always,

I still think about that always…..”

The small things you did,

The small things that made me live,

The false lies you made me regret,

The love you made me forget,

The life you gave me saying that,

“I will be there at that moment always,

I still think about that always….”

The reasons you gave me,

One I am still looking for,

The hurts unbearable as they still are,

One you remind me as much as it can,

I will search all, till you are there to say

“I will be there at that moment always,

I still think about that always….”

(PS: Still listening to the SRK poem in JAB TAK HAI JAAN)

For YOU!!!

Spent, Felt, Cried, Loved, and Lost,

You are the one whom I feel and believe, of them ALL!

Died, Deprived, Craved, Begged, and Gained,

You are the one  who is priceless, of them ALL!

Killed, Cheated, Revolted, Lied, and Boasted,

You are the one who got the simplicity, of them ALL!

Drugged, Dosed, Conked, and Swooned.

You are the best sight, of them ALL!

Discovered, Possessed, Caught, and Captured,

You are the best I have, of them ALL!!

SINGER OF THE SCREW-YOU LAND

Once upon a time, in a distant SCREW-YOU LAND,

Lived a singer, with his SCREW-YOU BAND.

He danced and roamed from street to street,

Shouting aloud, and calling it a melodic treat.

Everyone in the land, and some on his own bandstand,

Were aware, that his music was laid and bland!

No ears did he give to the townsmen,

Neither did he react to what his mates had to say,

He continued singing his songs, to everyone, whatsoever it may!

And then came one day,

When the town heard the SCREWER of the SCREW- YOU LAND proclaim:

“You make one more song, darn you, the SCREW-SINGER,

  You lose your tongue, darn you, the SCREW-SINGER!”

The SCREW-LANDERS did sympathize,

But underneath, they had a reason to rejoice,

They were hopeful that now, the singer had no other choice!

Long takes to prosper, and longer turns to reign,

The SCREW-SINGER had one last song to make,

All heard as he sang along,

Without a fear to lose his songs:

“Oh, you SCREWER, of the SCREW-YOU LAND,

  Do chop off my tongue, if you feel my music is so screwed up bland.

  Do remind me what remains for me,

  I know nothing, but the songs I sing,

  The songs, which are my only abbey!

  Oh, you SCREWER, of the SCREW-YOU LAND,

  Can a man live after losing his gland?”

Everyone heard, and everyone saw,

How the SCREWER stuck to his law!

A slash of the sword, and blood everywhere,

The singer lost his soul in the petite affair!

No one screamed, and none did shed any tears,

As the SCREW-SINGER’s shrills fainted, without any sears.

Death ends as much as it revives,

Nothing more can now be heard on SCREW-LAND,

More than the SCREW-SINGER's advice!

As all the younkers rise, and sing along,

“Tell me oh SCREWER of the SCREW-YOU LAND,

 Can a man live after losing his gland?”

PS:  Never deprive someone of the right to feel the soul inside!

    

I AM YOU!!

I walked through the storms, holding you in my hand,

For the love, I have, the pains never count,

You are me, and I am you,

Between us, there is no adieu!

I still remember the day:

Mid of the way; they taunted,

The taunts screamed in your ears more than they could,

They forced, and you stopped, and made me stop too.

You asked me to be ripped off, which made me aghast

Why, I asked, 

The why, which you never replied to,

Is still there and haunts me, whenever I feel you.

Dark as I was, and darker as they showed,

Blinded the vision you had, I suppose,

You tried to hide, get away from me,

But there were no reasons that I could foresee!

I was destined to be with you,

If not you, no need of me,

I came from you, I merged in you, I lived in you, and wanted to die with you.

Though dark, as they found me to be,

I am you, and you are me!

The sounds, the shrieks, the pain, and the pleads,

You gave in to all,

Tried to escape from me! 

 I am dark, that is how I should be,

Dark as death and death resides in me,

Hence, I took your plea,

And deprived you of what you should be!

Till then, I was fluxed in you,

Now, you are the one, who looks up to me,

Still, will carry you in my arms,

As, I am you and you are me!

(Got a little inspired from "Bhala Bura" song from the movie "Aks"! But it turned out to be a lot different from what I expected! If you read it, try to emote. For instance: an evil laugh after the line "Tried to escape from me!", and then continue with an arrogant voice.)