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alone in san diego

Beauty is around. Fall has colored the landscape with fallen leaves and cones. Beatiful orange and all shades of dry green the sun comes early and goes back just after noon. Walking past woods I realize that it is not easy without you. Nature in full glory simply flows past you. I long and I long for moments that despite the pollution and shame can be spent just with you. Am I alone in san diego? waiting for the ordeal to end. Or I have chosen to be sad and give happiness a break.

lunch in san diego

Sitting pretty in an office 8*8*7 in a corner over a small make shift table with reheated food cooked yesterday, thick dal and dry rice and a banana, only walls to face and tubelight so bright I munch morsel by morsel wondering how will it be if it was to be for lifetime is this living , surviving or punishment? and thanking god for giving me family for them I look forward to, having lunch and being merry.

Munnar 1st to 5th Aug 2005

Day -1 Saturday 30th of July 2005 Air India flight slipped on the runway. We were in continuous touch with our parents in kalyan. The more we talked the more skeptical we grew about our visit to our parents place for the week. This would be the second reschedule we would be doing as the Air deccan flight to Mumbai got delayed. Finally we cancelled our plans based on recommendations from family. I had already cancelled my vacation once and did not want to do that again. Also I was not sure about what should be done with a week at hand. There were wondering thoughts to do Delhi-Madhura-Agra and Jhansi or Jhansi-Gwalior-Allahabad-Varanasi or khajuraho or kanyakumari. Day 0 Sunday 31st of July 2005 The confusion is carried forward to this day too. The eyes keep looking at watch as I am thinking hard for probable destination. Finally at 1:30 I decide to try kanyakumari or Swarna jyanti express. My turn at reservation counter came just before the counter was about to be closed. Kanyakumari w

Independence day 2005 - river rafting sita nadi - mist of jog falls - shimoga

Day 1 Saturday 13th of August 2005 We waited until after noon contemplating to go for sita devi or pondicherry. After having lunch at “dal roti” we decided to view “Mangal Pandey” at Innovative Mutiplex. And the evening was spent having dinner at Nagarjuna. Meanwhile we got a call from Bhaskar saying his cousin reached in evening from Mumbai and they would go ahead and do the booking. We played along and said yes sportingly. Pondicherry was to wait for some more time in future. Day 2 Sunday 14th of August 2005 Early Morning: I got up at 3:45 AM in morning and wondering how would I manage the dogs of JP Nagar when they give me early morning scare. As time flew, I got my focus shifted from dogs to loo to day ahead. Carrying the load to yesterday’s digested food byproduct I started the Passion and picked up Harshad enroute to Bhaskar’s residence which is in Mathikere. Off we went at about 5:30 AM with tankfull of diesel and Tata Indigo on NH4 until Tumkur where we switched over to

Make money --is that the aim?

How to reach and accomplish the goal of making good money? You become a actor. You become a writer. You become a business man. You become a sports person. You start relishing your current job. You become what you are not. So you see the general process is to alienate yourself from your real self and indulge and pursue something which would help you accomplish your goal. In brief, drifting away from origins, running away from self, escaping from reality, afraid of facing your true self. How will I know what I am for?

criminal thrill

The exhiliration evolved through brain and expressed by senses on knowing the slim distance by which one gets away from within the grasp of law, authority, police creates a mentality of a potential non-abider of law. The feets want to jump and pop up and down like spring , the lips into an intermittent battery of laughs ala machine gun tat-a-tat and hands wants to sway and take the body with them and rotate them in celebration of glory that only a marginal fate on your side whisked you away. [ The expression is based on the scooter ride that the author was having after 10th standard from habsiguda to mettuguda and was frantically whistled by traffic cop after he had crossed the Tarnaka cross roads and he sped away without getting caught.]

Dreams -- indian management triumph

The prestigious institues start a special project to create entrepreneurs who will go back to their respective district and initiate a decentralized framework of industry wherein participation occurs from each and everyone and especially the youth of rural india. They can distribute their energy so that each district takes into account the local expertise and at the same time builds a unique industry distinct in their profile from rest of districts. Then trade can grow between districts and infrastructure hurdles can be rectified giving a mutual benefits to all participants of business. Resources should be produced in a efficient and quality conscious way so that the indian attitude shifts from cost to quality. Then the movement of trade can shift to foreign shores and similar model can be duplicated to realise the indian dream wherein wealth is created locally and distributed globally. The central idea is to produce resources of consumtion in excess so that humans dont fight over