There's Something About the Nawabs Place!

No trip to Hyderabad can be uneventful. This is a fact and everytime I have visited the place something unexpected has happened. If it was the bus during the last visit, there were a whole lot of happenings this time around.
On the Holi weekend, a couple of us planned a visit to the city of Nawabs to celebrate with the whole gang out thr. Left office early on Friday and surprisingly the auto we took reached the bus-stand well ahead of time. After we got down from the auto, the fun began. As we reached the bus, I suddenly realized that I had left my travel bag in the auto! The worst part was that apart from the usual stuff that ravel bags are supposed to carry, it had my digicam and cellphone as well. A frantic attempt to look for the auto was futile. We tried to lodge a complaint at the nearest Police Station but it was of no use. Apparently the place where we lost my stuff was not under their jurisdiction and we were directed to another Police Station (and one thought these things happened only in the movies!). We obviously couldn’t get there as we had a bus to catch.
Got on the bus and had an uneventful journey from Blr to Hyd. Reached on time and then we decided to go for breakfast. As we stepped on the road, we witnessed an accident (my first live one!). A bike hitting a car that was making a turn coming out of a petrol pump. And then my friend remarked that the driver of the bike (who was somewhat injured) had traveled with us on the same bus from Bangalore! Coincidence?
Well I did my shopping for clothes in the afternoon. Had a gr8 lunch and met up with friends.
Next day Holi was a short affair. Played for just about 30 mins but the colors were terrific. Couldn’t get them off for 2 days :-) .
Of course, whatever happens is due to a reason. We just need to think beyond and realize that. Isn’t this what makes the small moments of life worthwhile. I lost some prized possessions but the amazing experience during the entire trip more than made up for that I guess.

Happenings...

Things are happening too fast. People around me are going through major life changing events...some changing jobs, some getting married, some setting up their own business! These are for the good.

On the flip side, I also find people around me, those who I love, both family and friends, going thru some difficult times...Saturn shows up in the skies for a rare celestial event and I'm told that it's gonna hv a good effect on my sun-sign. If it's good, then why is everything not okay. Aren't the people around me also part of my life and hence logically the good that happens to me shud rub off right? Well, I guess that's why life is called a journey. It isn't a script to be followed.

Rocky Balboa: A Review

Rocky Balboa: The name inspires courage, determination and sheer will power. If reel life ever came face to face with real life, this would be a name to reckon with. Most people grew up with the legend of Rocky since 1977 when the first edition was released. So popular was the character that they had to make sequels after sequels after sequels.
Rocky Balboa is the sixth one in the series and probably the final one! The movie made with a budget of $24 Mn opened in theatres with great reviews. The story is based in a time when Rocky in his late 50’s has retired finally and is running a restaurant in Philadelphia. Things get interesting when a computer simulation fight between the reigning World Heavyweight Champion Mason Dixon & Rocky Balboa predicts that Rocky would win knock out. This leads to an interesting series of events wherein an exhibition fight between the two is organized and no points for guessing, Rocky is on top again.
The movie is no different from the other parts. Of course the re-introduction of Spider (Rocky’s first opponent in the first movie) and Little Marie (also from Rocky-I) brings in nostalgia. Powerful lines such as “It doesn’t matter how many punches you take. What matters is how hard you can take them and yet be back to take some more!” & “It Ain’t Over Till It’s Over” would definitely have a lasting impression on the mind. Typical Rocky philosophy but true to the core.
What I felt though was that the movie was a bit too fast paced and too much was shown in too short a time.

Nevertheless, Rocky still rules and Rocks the World of Boxing, be it Virtual or Real!

Who knows, there might still be another sequel to this…coz Rocky is known to bounce back and in his own words, “It Ain’t Over Till It’s Over!” :-)

List of Things to Do Before I Die...

Picked up this tag here...The ones marked with an X have already been achieved :D

(X) Live far away from home …Bangalore is far…okay!!!
( ) Learn Salsa
( ) Go to South America
(X) Read avidly
(X) Climb a mountain
( ) Go to the top of Eiffel Tower
( ) Visit Amstredam
( ) Stand on the edge of the roof of a skyscraper
( ) Hug a stranger
(X) Bake a pizza
( ) Own your own restaurant
(X) Watch the sun set and rise
( ) Go scuba diving
(X) Ride a roller coaster
( ) Become a parent
(X) Fall in love
( ) Go to the theatre
(X) Lie down on the grass and do or feel nothing
(X) Go to a small quaint town/village to get away from the city
(X) Go to a concert
( ) Have a food fight…and will never have. Shudn’t waste food!
( ) Go on a hot air balloon
(X) Maintain a hobby …Does watching movies count?
( ) Spend christmas in New York
(X) Sleep under the stars…did this when in college. Slept on the water tank 4 floors above the ground! Scares me now when I think of it.
(X) Dance in the rain …Is a lot of fun!
( ) Go sky-diving
( ) Visit the pyramids
(X) Learn a foreign language …My definition of foreign language is anything other than my mother tongue
( ) Ask someone you just met for a date
(X) Get tipsy with good company …and the company was gr8…love u all…u know what I’m referring to ;-)
( ) Have your heart broken
( ) Eat sushi …This is off my list!
( ) Volunteer somewhere
(X) Quit a job
(X) Surprise someone
( ) Stay in New Zealand…ummm probably will make it Switzerland :-)
(X) Go to and make a friend someplace you don't know anyone
( ) Run a marathon
( ) Go Rafting
( ) Drive a Ferrari
( ) Own a villa

Will add on to the list as I remember.

You have been tagged...feel free to add to the list

Miles to Go Before I Sleep...

Was searching for this poem today after reading another of the poet's famous poem at a fellow bloggers page.

The last stanza gives me goosebumps even to this day!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near,
Between the woods and frozen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-- Robert Frost

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Was just browsing through random blogs and came across this tag here.


I am thinking...that I should post more often.

I said...what’s on my mind and that which concurs with the heart.

I want...a peaceful life.

I wish...people would stop being so manipulative

I miss...home and food cooked by mom.

I hear...selectively but ‘listen’ to soft instrumentals.

I wonder...what life after death is like.

I regret...nothing. Every decision I take, whether right or wrong, is my decision.

I am...unique.

I dance...badly.

I sing...when I feel like or when I am happy.

I cry...when I get emotional, whether in real life or when watching movies.

I am not...a hypocrite.

I write...when I feel like.

I confuse...others just for fun.

I need...company. Being alone sucks big time! Hence the pretty close friends list.

I should...slim down ;-)

I finish...what I start.

This was fun. Wanna try this? Just pick up the tag if you like it.

Those Were The Days...

Received this mail today from a Friend...Probably a forward...but really took me back to those days...

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Those were the days....

When gulli-danda and kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket...

When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhoopan-chheoopai and pitthoo garam anytime...

When we desperately waited for 'yeh jo hai jindagi'

When Chitrahaar, Vikram-Baitaal, Dada Daadi ki kahaniyaan were so fulfilling...

When there was just one TV in every five houses and

When Bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if Papas will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle...

When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'yeh jo hai jindagi' day...

When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them

When Maths teachers were not worried of our Mummys and Papas while slapping/beating us...

When we were exchanging comics and stamps and chacha-chaudari, billu and pinki were our heroes...

When we were in nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechis...

When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajni' inspired us...

When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees...

When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work...

When 'Chelpark' and 'Natraaj' were encouraged against 'Reynolds and family'...

When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis'...

When there were no phones to tell friends that we will be at their homes at six in the evening...

When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored

On a serious note I would like to summarise with...


When we were using our hearts more than our brains, even for scientifically brainy activities like 'thinking' and 'deciding'...

When we were crying and laughing more often, more openly and more sincerily...

When we were enjoying our present more than worrying about our future...

When being emotional was not synonymous to being weak

When sharing worries and happiness didn’t mean getting vulnerable to the listener...


When blacks and whites were the favourite colors instead of grey...

When journeys also were important and not just the destinations...

When life was a passenger's sleeper giving enough time and opportunity to enjoy the sceneries from its open and transparent glass windows instead of some superfast's second A/C with its curtained, closed and dark windows...

I really miss those .. do u?