It may so happen that on a given day, with two different sets of close friends (like college-office, office friends-proj mates, etc) with the conditions that these two sets of friends don't know each other,
one may be happy... other may be sad
one may be joyful... other may be sorrowful
one may be proposing... other may be getting rejected
one may be winning... other may be losing
one may be coming... other may be departing
one may be getting engaged... other may be getting divorced
one may be getting married... other's spouse may be dead
one may be having a baby... other may be dying
one may be partying... other may be in a depression
one may be celebrating wedding aniversary... other may be performing death cermony
what would you do..? laugh or cry ? (naguvudo aluvudo ?)
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Me first
15 days in Bangalore and i'm already hyper. Hyper because of traffic. Just cant understand why the people of Bangalore have become so restless and apathetic, especially regarding traffic. This is nothing new, it was the same a year back too.
Consider this. A long wait for the signal to turn green. As soon as it becomes yellow, somewhere in the back a guy honks. As if the way is all clear for him. He knows he cant go ! Then I really wonder what pleasure he gets by doing so and disturbing poor chaps like us who will be in the bus after a tired day, sleeping. Not only him for that instance, even our bus driver also follow the suit. Why cant these guys have a little patience ! And the way they drive..ooph..Not even a dog can find a place between two vehicles.
And two wheelers, like me get sandwitched between these vehicles sometimes. We dont honk, as we know nobody's going to listen to us. But ya, we keep our patience, and do sneak haphazardly. Things wont change.
And when I am in the bus, I curse the ricks and cars. When I happen to be in a rick, I curse the busses and cars. When I happen to be in a car, I curse the busses, ricks, two wheelers, bullock carts. And when I am on my own bike, I curse all. (and there will be one person on road for sure who will curse me). Guess this cursing cycle continues...
And everyone wants to be the first to get rid of the traffic. Isn't it..?
Consider this. A long wait for the signal to turn green. As soon as it becomes yellow, somewhere in the back a guy honks. As if the way is all clear for him. He knows he cant go ! Then I really wonder what pleasure he gets by doing so and disturbing poor chaps like us who will be in the bus after a tired day, sleeping. Not only him for that instance, even our bus driver also follow the suit. Why cant these guys have a little patience ! And the way they drive..ooph..Not even a dog can find a place between two vehicles.
And two wheelers, like me get sandwitched between these vehicles sometimes. We dont honk, as we know nobody's going to listen to us. But ya, we keep our patience, and do sneak haphazardly. Things wont change.
And when I am in the bus, I curse the ricks and cars. When I happen to be in a rick, I curse the busses and cars. When I happen to be in a car, I curse the busses, ricks, two wheelers, bullock carts. And when I am on my own bike, I curse all. (and there will be one person on road for sure who will curse me). Guess this cursing cycle continues...
And everyone wants to be the first to get rid of the traffic. Isn't it..?
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