I haven't blogged in a long while now, which goes to prove a lot of interesting and co-incidentally(don't try getting me out of that illusion, thanks) unflattering facts:
1. I can't come up with anything else other than those over-abused, done to death "The funny things that happen to me when I'm in Japan" stuff.
2. I had thought that the folks out there will miss my rip-roaringly hilarious brand of writing and send me hate mails for not posting anything in a while. That didn't quite happen. They're even refusing to attribute the sensex crash and the soaring inflation with me not blogging. The ignorant numb-skulls, all of 'em.
OK. Here starts the part from where, after each line of reading, you will want to wring my neck in the L-to-R, R-to-L, L-to-R,.. fashion till you are sure that the neural network that makes my hands, and specifically the fingers I type with, subservient to my brain, is effectively severed.
I'll start with the glorious highlights of my flamboyant trips during the last year.
1. Nagarhole(pronounced Naa-gur-ho-lay): This was one of those trips to get out of the long-time-since-we've-been-anywhere semi guilty mood. Was a good trip actually. A great trip in fact. Eight of us, nice cottages in a jungle resort for overnight stay, 5 boozers, 3 to watch the fun, a game of Dumb Cs followed by a round of cards -- a very handsome setting for some good overnight fun.
A couple of daring nocturnal knights among us 8 - me not being one of them - even ventured out of the resort gate out on the road for a late night fag. A couple of flashing bright eyes in the dark is all it took for them to return back to the cottage almost wet in the wrong places.
Early next morning, we woke up for THE attraction of the day - the jungle safari. The safari turned out to be pretty adventurous, none for the right reasons though. The adventure consisted of pushing the darned vehicle out of the slime which it kept on getting stuck into.
Regarding the wildlife part -- the lesser said the better. The only awe inspiring wildlife we chanced to see was the deers- abundant, in their thousands. The creatures were everywhere, so much so that after a while it was like "Ah, them again", and I suspect the feeling was mutual. Regarding the other animals i.e. the elephants, tigers et al, well, we just deduced that they were there somewhere based on circumstantial evidence - you wont wanna know what it was, trust me!
2. Manipal: This was just a stop-go trip on our way back while shifting stuff from my house in Hebri to Bangalore. We just had enough time for an hour's stop. It was dinner time and the pit stop choice was an easy one-- Dollops! Once inside, it was pure nostalgia. The place hasn't changed one bit. The food is still the same great. They still have Jimi Hendrix on the wall out there. Its bliss. Ah, the good ol' days!
Thats about the trips.
In other news, Kimi deservedly won the World Championship which was great in more ways than one. For starters, the grand sissy of F1 i.e. Fernando Alonso's over bloated ego was finally punctured and how!
Secondly, it was justice for Ferrari after what McLaren did. It was a lesson learnt for McLaren that one should be better prepared and shouldn't go around photocopying somebody else's stuff as the D-day approaches. Wait. Deja vu! Thats what we did all the 4 years of our Engineering and boy, did that photocopy shop guy make a fortune off us during our sem exams!
Thats for now folks. Will keep posting more often from now. Promise!
p.s. Just one last Japanese incident. For the general information of mankind, my way back to India is Sapporo-Tokyo-Bangkok-Bangalore.
This happened on my flight from Sapporo to Tokyo.
Incidentally, the weather in Tokyo was bad and I mean really bad. It was snowing. There were strong winds blowing all over the place. All in all, a setting for a textbook 'bad weather landing'. As i counted, it was the 36th time I was flying. C'mon, I've done this 35 times before.
The pilots, with all their experience, must've been through worse situations before. This weather must be like a piece of cake for them. I'm 27 and I cant be scared! I was just beginning to feel composed and relaxed. Thats exactly when the plane suddenly just dropped altitude. I'll tell you what happens then. Your bum is still in mid air but the seat has already gone down because of the sudden descent. At that precise space-between-bum-n-seat moment, a kid shrieked its lungs out.
That moment, ladies and gentlemen I tell you now, was one of the scariest moments of my life!
1. I can't come up with anything else other than those over-abused, done to death "The funny things that happen to me when I'm in Japan" stuff.
2. I had thought that the folks out there will miss my rip-roaringly hilarious brand of writing and send me hate mails for not posting anything in a while. That didn't quite happen. They're even refusing to attribute the sensex crash and the soaring inflation with me not blogging. The ignorant numb-skulls, all of 'em.
OK. Here starts the part from where, after each line of reading, you will want to wring my neck in the L-to-R, R-to-L, L-to-R,.. fashion till you are sure that the neural network that makes my hands, and specifically the fingers I type with, subservient to my brain, is effectively severed.
I'll start with the glorious highlights of my flamboyant trips during the last year.
1. Nagarhole(pronounced Naa-gur-ho-lay): This was one of those trips to get out of the long-time-since-we've-been-anywhere semi guilty mood. Was a good trip actually. A great trip in fact. Eight of us, nice cottages in a jungle resort for overnight stay, 5 boozers, 3 to watch the fun, a game of Dumb Cs followed by a round of cards -- a very handsome setting for some good overnight fun.
A couple of daring nocturnal knights among us 8 - me not being one of them - even ventured out of the resort gate out on the road for a late night fag. A couple of flashing bright eyes in the dark is all it took for them to return back to the cottage almost wet in the wrong places.
Early next morning, we woke up for THE attraction of the day - the jungle safari. The safari turned out to be pretty adventurous, none for the right reasons though. The adventure consisted of pushing the darned vehicle out of the slime which it kept on getting stuck into.
Regarding the wildlife part -- the lesser said the better. The only awe inspiring wildlife we chanced to see was the deers- abundant, in their thousands. The creatures were everywhere, so much so that after a while it was like "Ah, them again", and I suspect the feeling was mutual. Regarding the other animals i.e. the elephants, tigers et al, well, we just deduced that they were there somewhere based on circumstantial evidence - you wont wanna know what it was, trust me!
2. Manipal: This was just a stop-go trip on our way back while shifting stuff from my house in Hebri to Bangalore. We just had enough time for an hour's stop. It was dinner time and the pit stop choice was an easy one-- Dollops! Once inside, it was pure nostalgia. The place hasn't changed one bit. The food is still the same great. They still have Jimi Hendrix on the wall out there. Its bliss. Ah, the good ol' days!
Thats about the trips.
In other news, Kimi deservedly won the World Championship which was great in more ways than one. For starters, the grand sissy of F1 i.e. Fernando Alonso's over bloated ego was finally punctured and how!
Secondly, it was justice for Ferrari after what McLaren did. It was a lesson learnt for McLaren that one should be better prepared and shouldn't go around photocopying somebody else's stuff as the D-day approaches. Wait. Deja vu! Thats what we did all the 4 years of our Engineering and boy, did that photocopy shop guy make a fortune off us during our sem exams!
Thats for now folks. Will keep posting more often from now. Promise!
p.s. Just one last Japanese incident. For the general information of mankind, my way back to India is Sapporo-Tokyo-Bangkok-Bangalore.
This happened on my flight from Sapporo to Tokyo.
Incidentally, the weather in Tokyo was bad and I mean really bad. It was snowing. There were strong winds blowing all over the place. All in all, a setting for a textbook 'bad weather landing'. As i counted, it was the 36th time I was flying. C'mon, I've done this 35 times before.
The pilots, with all their experience, must've been through worse situations before. This weather must be like a piece of cake for them. I'm 27 and I cant be scared! I was just beginning to feel composed and relaxed. Thats exactly when the plane suddenly just dropped altitude. I'll tell you what happens then. Your bum is still in mid air but the seat has already gone down because of the sudden descent. At that precise space-between-bum-n-seat moment, a kid shrieked its lungs out.
That moment, ladies and gentlemen I tell you now, was one of the scariest moments of my life!
