ரொம்ப நாளா நம்ம முன்னாள் குடியரசு தலைவர் அப்துல் கலாம் போல hairstyle பண்ணனும்னு நினைச்சு வளர்க்க ஆரம்பிச்ச, அது காளை சிம்பு போல சிலுப்பிக்கிட்டு இருந்துச்சு. பாக்கிறவங்க எல்லாம் நான் எதோ சாமியாரா போக போற மாதிரி கேக்க ஆரம்பிச்சிடாங்க. So , இந்த வினையே வேண்டாம்னு , திருப்பதி போய் மொட்டை போட்டுவோம்னு இரண்டு வாரம் முன்னாடி நானும் என் roommate கிளம்பினோம்.
பெங்களுருலிருந்து திருப்திக்கு APSRTC மூலமாக டிக்கெட் புக் பண்ணி கிளம்பினோம். மொத்தம் 45 seat ஆனா 43 பேரு தான் வந்திருந்தாங்க. இந்த 43 பேருல ரெண்டு பேர் மட்டும் என் கவனத்தை இழுத்தாங்க. ஒருத்தர் A young father of 1 year old child. Other one, a young lady.
First the Father, a young guy, just now married and got a child came to tirupathi for some reason along with his wife and two friends and his machinan (bro-in-law). First time got to see a Father who cares his child a lot. Not even a single moment he left his child alone. Except during the feeding periods. Rest all two days, he was carrying him on his back like a Kangaroo. I was totally surprised to see that. I had seen many impatient fathers who just throw their child to wife as if its her duty to take care of him/her.
While travelling from Thirupathi to Tirumala on the link journey , the child started crying on top of his voice. Not even the mother can do soemthing as she also clueless what was wrong. The Father then took him and went on a small walk within the bus. The child stopped crying once he was carried . And after that the whole journey, the father was walking on the bus with him.
I always adore such a lovable fathers and felt how proud his child can be :)
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, September 7, 2007
Break @ Mysore
Last weekend went to Mysore to meet my friend Arun. He was barging me every weekend to come to mysore.. Eventhough I was not in a mood to go, due to his continous efforts :) I started on the later half of saturday.
It was't much difficult to catch a Mysore bus from KGBS as services are categorised very well. These buggers drive a A/C Airavath bus to Mysore (3 hrs journey) at a cost of Rs.180. Quite surprising but we had a heavy rush to it. I found a govt company's understanding of customer surprising. Either ways, I'm not so wealthy or generous to shell out 200 bucks for 3 hr journey, so took Rajahamsa for Rs.120 ( except A/C & Water bottle everything was pretty much okay)
The bus stopped near a place called Madur. This place was very famous for its Vada (Madur Vada). I use to have 2 vadas for Rs.5, four years back during my Project Work @ Tumkur. Now the rates are changed to one vada for Rs.5 . But not bad the taste remains the same. Bought a few vadas for my friend too (Tamilar panpadu, should not go empty handed)
Reached Mysore at 6pm. And went to his home straight. The next day planned to go Chamundi hills early morning so that we can have a nice sun rise experience at Hill. But as usual we lazy buggers got up at 8am. Rushed by taking bath and went straight up the hill in 30 mins by his bike.
Mannn! riding a bike on those roads was really good. Unlike other hills, Chamudi has a relatively (or no) hair pin bends making you very comfortable for travel. Moreover the roads are wide enough for two bus to travel at a time in opposite direction.
Went first to the temple and found to be very crowded. Cursed our luck took a spl darshan ticket for Rs.20 each and wet inside the temple. The architecture of temple was excellent. I concentrated much on Devi outside rather than one inside the temple ;)
Then came down and went to Infosys campus where my friend works... Neat & Nice campus. To be honest I haven't seen any campus of that much huge area in the recent past. Right from Football court to Cricket practise net to Salon shop to Departmental store everything was built up inside and they are very well maintained too. But for a strength of 12K people that campus seems to be tooo big. Anyways looking at the growth of Infy over the past 2 years, they justify the need & neccesity to have such campus.
Then after Lunch at campus ( Pathetic Chicken Biriyani :( ), we came back to room as there was no other place to roam around or not interested to being a dry area on sunday afternoon ( Should ask NRM to stop those bloody shows in their multiplex on sunday afternoon)
Evening we went to Palace. It was another awesome place with full of lights on them. Palace was really glittering making the whole surrounding a paradise. Alas it lasted only for 1 hours as the palace was closed at 8pm. Came back to room and slept early as I've planned to catch the bus next day morning.
Somehow got the bus for Bangalore. Being Monday morning , people where racig to their office. Surprisingly my company gave a off for Janmashtami :)
It was't much difficult to catch a Mysore bus from KGBS as services are categorised very well. These buggers drive a A/C Airavath bus to Mysore (3 hrs journey) at a cost of Rs.180. Quite surprising but we had a heavy rush to it. I found a govt company's understanding of customer surprising. Either ways, I'm not so wealthy or generous to shell out 200 bucks for 3 hr journey, so took Rajahamsa for Rs.120 ( except A/C & Water bottle everything was pretty much okay)
The bus stopped near a place called Madur. This place was very famous for its Vada (Madur Vada). I use to have 2 vadas for Rs.5, four years back during my Project Work @ Tumkur. Now the rates are changed to one vada for Rs.5 . But not bad the taste remains the same. Bought a few vadas for my friend too (Tamilar panpadu, should not go empty handed)
Reached Mysore at 6pm. And went to his home straight. The next day planned to go Chamundi hills early morning so that we can have a nice sun rise experience at Hill. But as usual we lazy buggers got up at 8am. Rushed by taking bath and went straight up the hill in 30 mins by his bike.
Mannn! riding a bike on those roads was really good. Unlike other hills, Chamudi has a relatively (or no) hair pin bends making you very comfortable for travel. Moreover the roads are wide enough for two bus to travel at a time in opposite direction.
Went first to the temple and found to be very crowded. Cursed our luck took a spl darshan ticket for Rs.20 each and wet inside the temple. The architecture of temple was excellent. I concentrated much on Devi outside rather than one inside the temple ;)
Then came down and went to Infosys campus where my friend works... Neat & Nice campus. To be honest I haven't seen any campus of that much huge area in the recent past. Right from Football court to Cricket practise net to Salon shop to Departmental store everything was built up inside and they are very well maintained too. But for a strength of 12K people that campus seems to be tooo big. Anyways looking at the growth of Infy over the past 2 years, they justify the need & neccesity to have such campus.
Then after Lunch at campus ( Pathetic Chicken Biriyani :( ), we came back to room as there was no other place to roam around or not interested to being a dry area on sunday afternoon ( Should ask NRM to stop those bloody shows in their multiplex on sunday afternoon)
Evening we went to Palace. It was another awesome place with full of lights on them. Palace was really glittering making the whole surrounding a paradise. Alas it lasted only for 1 hours as the palace was closed at 8pm. Came back to room and slept early as I've planned to catch the bus next day morning.
Somehow got the bus for Bangalore. Being Monday morning , people where racig to their office. Surprisingly my company gave a off for Janmashtami :)
Monday, July 9, 2007
Rickshaw - mama
Have you ever travelled in a rickshaw? Those who were born after 1989, this would be a weird word. Almost this rickshaw has become extinct in today's world.
This post is about a small time travel from my school to house when I was studying 7 std. It was a sunday evening, I was returning from my Scouts Camp. My mom asked me to hire a rickshaw and come home on my own. That was my first trip travelling alone. I was bit nervous. I haven't travelled alone anywhere, not even to the neighbourhood shops or houses. I use to play inside our house compound. My mom always asked me to go out & play, but I was afraid.
Everyone left from the school, either with their parents or friends. Unfortunately, I don't have any friends, who passes by my home or near to the area. It was 6:30pm in the evening and I still remember the yellow coloured rickshaw standing outside my school. The rickshaw man was heavily built, with big moustache and a scar near his neck. Being a small, city based boy, like everyone, I was also obssesed by the filmy villans which portraited him very well.
For a moment, I stood outside and school gate and asked my school gaurd to help me out in finding a rickshaw for me. The old man was very kind, he came with me to the rickshawman and asked him whether he can take me to my home which is some 3 km from my school. The rickshaw man accepted and asked for Rs.12 . I opened my bag to check whether I had that much money. I took three Rs 100, five Rs. 50, two Rs.10 and one Rs.5 note. The rickshawman giggled saying, you are rich boy and laughed. Again my inner villanic feeling started daunting me. I felt, this guy is going to steal my money on the way. I said, I don't want rickshaw and I'll go on my own. The gaurd insisted that I won't get anyother rickshaw and I have to walk till my house as it is a sunday evening.
This is even worse. I boarded the rickshaw. The rickshaw man got the address from me and asked me what standard I was studying, what is my name etc.etc. I was not comfortable. I answered everything in one word and kept quiet. In the middle, he turned in another way than the straight route. I was puzzled why he is going in the wrong route. I asked him. He said, this is short cut and we will reach soon. I was again afraid and demanded him to go in the straight route. Becuase I know this short cut would be a abandoned route where you will not be heard by anyone, even in case of any emergency.
The rickshaw man turned back and said, this my rickshaw and I'll decide which way I should go. If you are not willing, you can get down immediately. I don't have choice , becuase finding another rickshaw is difficult. I agreed and after 10 minutes, he stopped near a house and said, "wait here for sometime, I'll be back". I got backed up with all my fear. I nodded my head. After he his head disappeared in the building, I jumped off the rickshaw and ran. I know I'm somewhere near my house, but not sure, where I'm and in which direction I'm heading to. I was running for about 10 mins on the road. Very few people where there on the roads ( Again I cursed the SUNDAY).
After a moment, I saw my uncle walking on the roads. I went near him. He was surprised and took me to my home. I told everything to my mom and she started laughing at me. I was getting angry on her. Later she gave me a good coffee and I came outside the balcony to have it. To my shock, I saw the rickshaw man standing outside some two house from my gate and looking here and there. I ran back to my mom and told her, " see that guy has come here itself, he is going to kidnap me". And I started crying. She came outside and went to that rickshaw man. He handed over something to her and he left.
Mom came back to me and asked where is my bag? I just then remembered, I left my bag in the rickshaw itself. My mom gave the bag to me and said," the rickshawala gave this bag to you. He was supposedly, going to his house to say his children, he will be late for the day, by then you have jumped out and came home."
I felt very embracing. I wanted to say sorry to the rickshawman for thinking wrongly aboiut him, but he wasn't there. I haven't seen him after that even near his house. I'm still searching for him, hope to find soon.
This post is about a small time travel from my school to house when I was studying 7 std. It was a sunday evening, I was returning from my Scouts Camp. My mom asked me to hire a rickshaw and come home on my own. That was my first trip travelling alone. I was bit nervous. I haven't travelled alone anywhere, not even to the neighbourhood shops or houses. I use to play inside our house compound. My mom always asked me to go out & play, but I was afraid.
Everyone left from the school, either with their parents or friends. Unfortunately, I don't have any friends, who passes by my home or near to the area. It was 6:30pm in the evening and I still remember the yellow coloured rickshaw standing outside my school. The rickshaw man was heavily built, with big moustache and a scar near his neck. Being a small, city based boy, like everyone, I was also obssesed by the filmy villans which portraited him very well.
For a moment, I stood outside and school gate and asked my school gaurd to help me out in finding a rickshaw for me. The old man was very kind, he came with me to the rickshawman and asked him whether he can take me to my home which is some 3 km from my school. The rickshaw man accepted and asked for Rs.12 . I opened my bag to check whether I had that much money. I took three Rs 100, five Rs. 50, two Rs.10 and one Rs.5 note. The rickshawman giggled saying, you are rich boy and laughed. Again my inner villanic feeling started daunting me. I felt, this guy is going to steal my money on the way. I said, I don't want rickshaw and I'll go on my own. The gaurd insisted that I won't get anyother rickshaw and I have to walk till my house as it is a sunday evening.
This is even worse. I boarded the rickshaw. The rickshaw man got the address from me and asked me what standard I was studying, what is my name etc.etc. I was not comfortable. I answered everything in one word and kept quiet. In the middle, he turned in another way than the straight route. I was puzzled why he is going in the wrong route. I asked him. He said, this is short cut and we will reach soon. I was again afraid and demanded him to go in the straight route. Becuase I know this short cut would be a abandoned route where you will not be heard by anyone, even in case of any emergency.
The rickshaw man turned back and said, this my rickshaw and I'll decide which way I should go. If you are not willing, you can get down immediately. I don't have choice , becuase finding another rickshaw is difficult. I agreed and after 10 minutes, he stopped near a house and said, "wait here for sometime, I'll be back". I got backed up with all my fear. I nodded my head. After he his head disappeared in the building, I jumped off the rickshaw and ran. I know I'm somewhere near my house, but not sure, where I'm and in which direction I'm heading to. I was running for about 10 mins on the road. Very few people where there on the roads ( Again I cursed the SUNDAY).
After a moment, I saw my uncle walking on the roads. I went near him. He was surprised and took me to my home. I told everything to my mom and she started laughing at me. I was getting angry on her. Later she gave me a good coffee and I came outside the balcony to have it. To my shock, I saw the rickshaw man standing outside some two house from my gate and looking here and there. I ran back to my mom and told her, " see that guy has come here itself, he is going to kidnap me". And I started crying. She came outside and went to that rickshaw man. He handed over something to her and he left.
Mom came back to me and asked where is my bag? I just then remembered, I left my bag in the rickshaw itself. My mom gave the bag to me and said," the rickshawala gave this bag to you. He was supposedly, going to his house to say his children, he will be late for the day, by then you have jumped out and came home."
I felt very embracing. I wanted to say sorry to the rickshawman for thinking wrongly aboiut him, but he wasn't there. I haven't seen him after that even near his house. I'm still searching for him, hope to find soon.
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