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hi those who met and  motivated and then i went quiet..

i have not been blogging much due to various reasons…

when did i pick up to write again i chose my blogger id…

hence my ramblings would be there now… it already has some of my earlier blogs on this great world as well as.

thanks and bestwishes

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Swami Sharanam

a year has raced by so quickly. It seems only just a while ago that I went to Sabrimala.

I set off tomorrow from bangalore for the ‘Divya Darshanam’.

Swamiye Sharanam

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Bangalore musings

my friends…

Life has been hectic for a while ever since I moved to bangalore in Sept last year. At home and work it has been fun-tastic, each day brining in something new as I guess would be when “change” visits you. If at all it has taken a toll- it has been on my ramblings which used to be seen on this space. I have resigned to just posting what would be better of the forwards that I keep getting…but then nothing original about it.

Time has been running from me…the new job also brought in some interesting experience that comes with new product launches leading to some more grey hairs and some less hair also! The family always keeps me enthused at the end of a long day especially my son who turned some days back.

Life in Bangalore is a mad scramble for many from one traffic jam to another( thats all what they talk about)…even tho the bikers are notorious in overtaking from left, i still find the junta much more patient than say - a Delhi crowd which incessently tries to be the winner of Grand Prix all the time. I guess with Delhi registration on my car- some of the bangaloreans curse in their mind (saala Delhi vaala types) although I am not a bad driver and some of them avoid taking a challenge with me. Its either the respect or the dis-respect!

I am surprised at the mixed land use in Bangalore where legally offices and residences run side by side in colonies with all approvals. Delhi realised the inherent danger of this sometime back and prohibits commercialisation in residential areas. Here, its all pretty much legal.. so the city will only get worse. Even now one shudders to venture to distance beyond 3-4 kms from home.

Some how we seem to be endlessly occupied for the last few months on how far the new airport is. Surely there is much more to life than air-travel.

At the end of the day, its the cool air which makes life in this city priceless! It pumps that much more oxygen into the blood to make you feel good!

 

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Old or Young( Laugh)

A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud
rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says,




‘OK old fart, time for you to retire.’

The old rooster replies, ‘Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. Look what it has done to me. Can’t you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?’

The young rooster says, ‘Beat it: You are washed up and I am taking over.’

 
The old rooster says, ‘I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop.’
 
The young rooster laughs. ‘You know you don’t stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair, I will give you a head start.’



The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap.



He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by.

The Old Rooster is squawking and running as hard as he can. The Farmer grabs his shotgun and - BOOM -

He blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says,
‘Dammit……

third gay rooster I bought this month.’

 

Moral of this story? …



Don’t mess with the OLD FARTS -

age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery

always overcome youth and arrogance!

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Lead India..blah blah


Lead India campaign was a very high decibel exercise ostensibly to give to us a person who had the vision to take us and hence India forward. And after the many rounds of determining the best of the lot, Mr.Mishra emerged as the rightful winner. Ever since he has been voicing his views on issues that matters to public.


Offlate one notices the politician in him emerging strongly.Nothing wrong with it. After all in India,to emerge as a real leader one will need to enter the political arena.( has he realised this?).


Leaders should be a change driver. After all what India needs is a person who will lead us forward and not backward. However here we see Mr.Mishra as a campaigner against change. I write this with reference to his views on the Bangalore airport taking off & recent views expressed in TOI-Bangalore on 15th. Is it an issue of utmost significance to the average Indian that you sarcastically write about the efforts of the Karnataka Government. Shouldnt you be taking the people together in accepting the change rather than whipping up emotional sentiments aimed at maintaining a status-quo.


India needs more infrastructural investments and already this fiasco is sending the wrong signals abroad and if the much glorified “leader” of India will also succumb to irrational thinking, then I am afraid there is no difference between the political establishment that we have today as well as the apolitical initiative like Lead India.


Dont be afraid Mr.Mishra. Take us forward, Not Backward!

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Priceless ( Laugh)

PRICELESS WORDS

A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover.
He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees
is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table.
He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and
pressed. He looks around the room and sees that
it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table.

“Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping.
Love You!”

Totally shocked with the note , he goes to the kitchen and
sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper.
His son is also at the table, eating. He asks, “Son, what happened last night?”
His son says, “Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious.
Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye
when you stumbled into the door”.
Confused, the man asks,
“So, why is everything in order and so clean, and
breakfast is on the table waiting for me?
I should expect a big quarrel with her!”
His son replies, “Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom,
and when she tried to take your clothes n shoes off,
you said,

“LADY PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I’M MARRIED!”

Moral
Self-induced hangover - $ 400.00
Broken crockery - $ 800.00
Breakfast - $ 10.00
Saying the Right Thing While Drunk ' “PRICELESS
 


There are truly some things that both money and Mastercard  can’t buy

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Why Men Are Never Depressed…

WHY MEN ARE NEVER DEPRESSED:


Men Are Just Happier People– What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too sicky. You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them. New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. !

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks.. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.

Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck.

You can play with toys all your life. One wallet and one pair of shoes — one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can “do” your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.

You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes!

No wonder men are happier.

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It happens in Indian Movies(laugh)

It can happen only in Indian Movies!!!

Baghban: Amitabh Bachchan and Hema Malini are separated right after Holi remember Amitabh singing Holi khele Raghubeera?). They are said to be separated for six months, ie from March to September. Within that six-month period, they celebrate Valentine’s Day, which falls on February 14, and karva chauth, which is usually observed in October. There is no way these two occasions could come between March and September!

Lagaan: Lagaan was shot in the late 19th century. At the time, an over in cricket used to consist of 8 balls. But in this movie, an over has 6 balls. Maybe modern cricket learnt from the movie.

Amar Akbar Anthony: Three men donate blood at the same time to the same person.

Awwal Number: Dev Anand is an omnipotent genius — former cricketer, captain, army chief, commissioner, you name it. And Aamir Khan carries a huge transistor in his pocket while batting!

Khalnayak: The police tracks the villain from an MS Word Document screen! Something that office team will be interested in)

Pyar To Hona Hi Tha: Kajol gets off the train to use the public toilet at the railway station and the train chugs off without her. Poor girl,little did she know that every train compartment has four toilets inside.

Khiladiyon Ka Khiladi: Akshay Kumar boards a Jet Airways flight to America. Well, well, some promotion for our Indian Jet Airways. Since when did they start flying international?

Raja Hindustani: Navneet Nishan has short hair before marriage. After tying the knot, she acquires waist-length hair overnight. What a hair-raising experience!

Raja: Dilip Tahil empties a can of petrol over Madhuri Dixit. Minutes later, Sanjay Kapoor takes the same can and pours it over Dilip Tahil. That’s what I call an autofill!

Guddu: Manisha Koirala and Shah Rukh Khan are seen hanging on a parachute during a song. But when the song ends, they land on a glider. What a switch above sea level!

Tere Mere Sapne: Priya Gill is doing her BA. But at the bus stop, she is carrying an electrical technology thesis by B L Theraja. What an electrifying interest!

Ajnabi: In “Ajnabi”…..Bobby Deol typed the password “everything is planned”…which was shown as a sentence in password field. Rather than shown as encrypted…..that was too much.

Bunty aur Bubbly: In “Bunty aur Bubbly”…..when Rani  Mukherjee was first time introduced in the movie….it was shown that she is aspiring to be an actress….so she had too many idols…and there was pictures of many beautiful ladies(of Bollywod and Hollywood) attached in her room wall. Among those pictures there was also a picture of Aishwariya Rai (sorry Bachhan)….if Aishawariya is shown as a movie star… (Because Rani says that she wants rule like Aishwariya (I dont know what does it mean???))……then how can she get a role of a bar dancer (kajrare…) in that same movie???? Mind blowing Shaad Ali….
 

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Malayalee Blood..rocks

An Arab was admitted in the Lilavati Hospital at Mumbai for a heart transplant, but prior to the surgery the doctors needed to store his blood in case the need arises. As the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn ‘ t be found locally. So the call went out to a number of countries.


Finally a malayalee in Kerala (Mr Dinesh) was located who had a similar type of blood. The malayalee willingly donated his blood for the Arab. After the surgery, the Arab sent the malayalee as appreciation for giving his blood, a new Toyota Landcruiser, diamonds, lapiz lazuri jewelery, and a million US dollars.


Once again the Arab had to go through a corrective surgery. His doctor telephoned Mr Dinesh who was more than happy to donate his blood again. After the second surgery, the Arab sent the malayalee a thank you card and a jar of Almond halwa sweets.


The malayalee was shocked to see that the Arab this time did not reciprocate the malayalee ‘ s kind gesture as he had anticipated. He phoned the Arab and asked him that this time also “I thought that you would give me Toyota Landcruiser, Diamonds and Jewelery… .. But you gave only a thank you card and a jar of Almond sweets “.
 
 
 On this the Arab replied ..
 
 
” Nee Po Mone .Dinesha”*… now I have malayalee blood running thru my veins!”

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* Nee Po Mone Dinesha*… A famous catchline used by Mohanlal loosely translated means…You get lost or f#@$ off …Dinesha is a generic name addressing the person with whom the dialogue is taking place..

 

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Ayyappa Darshanam-Divya Darshanam

Ayyappa Darshanam-Divya Darshanam ( Dec 15th-Dec 16th,2007)

 

My 6th tryst with Sabarimala has been a memorable one.

 

The Journey

 

Reached Alwaye early morning (15th) at 600 or so then went home. Kettunira and then started off at 10.15AM. Had been reading about the unprecedented rush this year especially from Dec 1st. Hence was mentally prepared for a tough ordeal. People had been waiting for 12-16 hours in que just to climb the 18-steps and then there was the controversy over the “Aravana” payasam which was on shortage & people waiting for that in que for 6 hrs. Anyways the power & pull of Ayyappa overcomes all as they say.This time my elder brother was also there, he climbing the hills after almost 20-22 years or so.We went in the trusted neighbourhood Amby which has been part of most social functions during the last 10 years or so. Since we have been visiting the other temples which come on the way on a regular basis whenever we are in Kerala, we decided to head straight to Erumeli(around 50km off Pampa). Reached there and the place was brimming with Ayyappas doing the peta thullal(mostly tamil/andhra devotees). Prayed at the temple there and had lunch at a nearby hotel. Now food is typically ” season food” as they call it which means kanji-payar is the most popular,but settled for “nadan” “oonu” with pacha-ari as people like me find it more digestible. Keeping in mind the climb ahead, we kept the food to minimal.

 

The Climb

 

Then left off to Pampa. Reached there around.3.30 or so. HAd a coffee to charge the body up. Upto two days back there was a crisis at Pampa also with water almost dried up. Fortunately for us water had been released from the dam & we managed to have the dips there. What was noticable was that the typical round stones one finds in Pampa was missing as this years rains had been so much that it had washed it off and only sand was there in the water bed.After that we were off with “Swamiye- Ayyappo” visiting the Pampa Ganapathy temple and breaking the coconut as is customary. We started climbing at 400PM. Initial climb was smooth, for those of us who are familiar then the climb gets rather steep and is known to take ones breath away. Climb was slow and steady with me and bro into rhythmic sharan vili.Somewhere on the way my mind wavered and I started thinking that just the last steep climb and then we will start descending into the valley. Thats when it sort of hit me. A combination of gastric emission inside(popularly called “gas” by mallus) and it was probably the chena in the kalan which we had for lunch. I am at times allergic to chena.I stopped for a while , took a pause and resumed climbing. Bro was ok in the climb. After a few stops…I found myself short of breath, almost a feeling of helplessness & I felt I couldnt climb more. Took a break again, sat on the chair at the tea stall on the way…thinking about it….had a lemon soda..which sort of refreshed me..and then putting my mind back to Ayyappa I started again…slowly steadily…got thru the toughest part and reached sharmkutti-aal. The climb was over…again I was brought down to earth just when I was thinking that I had done it…The place is a great leveller…

 

Darshanam, Divya Darshanam

 

From Sharamkutthi, there was a controlled que..but luckily we reached the sannidanam by 5.45PM. Spending just .30 hour was a miracle in itself…then finally had darshanam at around 6.45 or so because we choose the line which is the closest to the sannidanam and hence after some spirited jostling with macho-andhra &tamil ayyappas…finally had the moment for which so many lakhs take the penance..the ayyappa darshanam..there he was smiling at you…caught it even if it was for a few seconds, but etched in memory for a lifetime.

 

At Sannidhanam

 

We had no accomodation there,and was resigned to spend it on a paya(mat) during the night..still we went to the accomodation centre and voila housefull board was there. Just as we were contemplating what next..a voice asked..”saarey room veno”…he was apparently from the accomodation office and said that a “cottage” on hilltop was available. Cottage is not like a cottage, its just a two room setup with no facilities, after all one is a swamy. we took it since it was a godsend.

 

we unbundled the kettunira and  broke the coconuts with a stone and poured it into vessel for doing abhishekam and then assorted various items to be offered to the different dieties.

 

went back to sannidanam, again we were lucky to have our second darshanam ,arranged for abhishekam & prayed at mallipapurathamma & other deities and finally just casually went to the prasadam centre, to our surprise the “Aravana” counter was not having a huge que,So we got Aravana prasadam also! at times in life when you expect little,,,you get a lot…so it was like that for us too..

 

By that time, the bones in the legs was cracking up,used to comforts of city life…it was taking a toll..with great difficulty went back to the room (having “dosha” enroute)…finally settled for a nap at around 12.30. woke up at 3.30 , went to sannidanam again and had the abhishekam done and collected the vessel. By 6.00 or so we were free, having had a amazingly fast darshanam, little time in queues, neyyabhishekam also done. Looked around at the shops & then started the descent back, breaking the coconut again.with a silent prayer of thanks…and a hope that will be able to come again…

 

Descent back…

 

Descent thru the old route was tough for my bro especially as we were applying brakes with our legs and knees were feeling the heat…finally we reached pampa at 8.30 & left off for home, a safe journey back…and to the delight and relief of all loved ones, reached home at  noon…and then the final coconut breaking and removal of mala…

 

Musings

 

FOr people like us who are used to comforts in life, its a tough one no doubt…to take the vrutham, do the climb, and the large number of pilgrims make the place not very clean…to ignore that…while climbing down…one sees the filth around…one walks on it….So what…Swamiye Sharanm Ayyappa…I will do it again and again…as long as I can..the effort will be there…people crib about facilities…about food…about cleanlines…common..one is supposed to be a sadhu when one goes there…one is above it isnt it…lakhs of pilgrims one a day cant be managed….its the people like us who can do better…the awareness is for the pilgrim to treat the place better…not the authorities

 

The climb to sannidhanam epitomises life and lifes chapters..for some its easy..for some its tough…for some like me who found it easy previously…finds it tough now…nothing is for granted in life…we put the effort and things will fall in line…isnt it..with a little bit of luck that is…

 

Swami Sharanam

 

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