I don wanna be this disappointing writer.
But am not able to complete this travelogue…
Am sure I tried my best,..
The memories are still alive..but not able to write..
I dunno why tis is happening…
May be time,may be certain other thoughts overwhelming me…
May be my fears….i dunno…
Not able to figure out waat this block is all about…
Am closing the memories of one of the best trips I made in life..
Let it be inside this suitcase of my fears ,my memories,my insecurities,
My adventures, my small sorrows,my thoughts….
Friday, March 13, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
“Palette of dreams”
“To feel the rain against their faces…
To raise against the winds….
To scream against the roar…
To breathe the unknown…..
To live the dream……………”
It was yet another weekend for four software engineers in recession times ..with less work and more dreams.They decide to travel whatever be the cost….no solid plans,no resources ,no travel routes …with jus the strength and grit that only wild dreams can give..they decide to ride on aimless.
Dreamers – the characters in this travel drama
Dreamer 1 #
Current Assets – a Royal Enfield Bullet
a Rayban glass
an SLR camera
and a long list of bulleted dreams… ;)…
Tagline – Happy and High !!!!!!!!
He claims he has his moments but never witnessed one of those except when he says he is playing a mind game and accepts one of those sprees of silence.
Dreamer 2 #
Current Assets – A zero balance bank account
A Gal fren in some South Indian town
Cigars that burn out by EOD(end of the day)
Tagline – when am boozed am the philosopher in the town
Goes violent when reminded of what he did when boozed.Has hunger pangs when he knows food is nowhere available in 70km radius and thrives on highly polished bullshit and an expert in matters of the heart ;).
Dreamer 3 #
Current assets – An extremely puffy and big posterior cushion ;)
God given level of sensibility often mistaken as sense of humour or senselessness by lesser mortals
extraordinary cooking skills
Tagline – Bullshit to the extent that even u urself start realizing that u r bullshitting.
She does crazy stuff and is armed with stunning level of curiosity.Beware !!!!!...if u giv her the space(even if u dont) she might even end up asking why ur grandpa ended up with ur granma
Dreamer 4 #
Current Assets – 100 pounds of weight
Self assumed intellectualism and intelligence
Lessons from an old break up ;)
Tagline – unfortunately or fortunately I don care(tis is a lie ;))
to be frank …yet another normal gal who goes gaga over Hrithik Roshan’s new style but prefers to replace him with Marquez and Salvador Dali to radiate higher intelligence…;)
Tireless Companions—the mighty chariots
Royal Enfield Bullet –
I dunno the organic details of this bike because being a typical gal I never enquired bout the cc,mileage or anything…I was never bothered.This bullet is dream come true for dreamer #1 and an extremely sexy (;)) piece of mechanical architecture and it cruised along tirelessly on sloppy roads.A bike that allowed us to stretch our hands and feel the joy of zero gravity.Hail the manly machine….
Hero Honda Splendor -
Even here ,I am too deficient about the details of the bike but even the bike has reached a stage where its details doesn matter due to overriding.With the mighty Enfield around this bike played the extremely commited role of a co-star in those tear –jerker bollywood spins never trying to steal the show.But with the experience of an old player on roads this mighty Samaritan flew on…
Well these are the players in this drama.More details to come soon….:)
*Confessions of the author
i planned to write a travellogue and wrap up all the details in one post.
But in an overture and also cos of inexperience i hav jus started the drama.
hopin to improve in coming posts.Sorry for indulgin in too much.Well am jus a novice ...!!!!
To raise against the winds….
To scream against the roar…
To breathe the unknown…..
To live the dream……………”
It was yet another weekend for four software engineers in recession times ..with less work and more dreams.They decide to travel whatever be the cost….no solid plans,no resources ,no travel routes …with jus the strength and grit that only wild dreams can give..they decide to ride on aimless.
Dreamers – the characters in this travel drama
Dreamer 1 #
Current Assets – a Royal Enfield Bullet
a Rayban glass
an SLR camera
and a long list of bulleted dreams… ;)…
Tagline – Happy and High !!!!!!!!
He claims he has his moments but never witnessed one of those except when he says he is playing a mind game and accepts one of those sprees of silence.
Dreamer 2 #
Current Assets – A zero balance bank account
A Gal fren in some South Indian town
Cigars that burn out by EOD(end of the day)
Tagline – when am boozed am the philosopher in the town
Goes violent when reminded of what he did when boozed.Has hunger pangs when he knows food is nowhere available in 70km radius and thrives on highly polished bullshit and an expert in matters of the heart ;).
Dreamer 3 #
Current assets – An extremely puffy and big posterior cushion ;)
God given level of sensibility often mistaken as sense of humour or senselessness by lesser mortals
extraordinary cooking skills
Tagline – Bullshit to the extent that even u urself start realizing that u r bullshitting.
She does crazy stuff and is armed with stunning level of curiosity.Beware !!!!!...if u giv her the space(even if u dont) she might even end up asking why ur grandpa ended up with ur granma
Dreamer 4 #
Current Assets – 100 pounds of weight
Self assumed intellectualism and intelligence
Lessons from an old break up ;)
Tagline – unfortunately or fortunately I don care(tis is a lie ;))
to be frank …yet another normal gal who goes gaga over Hrithik Roshan’s new style but prefers to replace him with Marquez and Salvador Dali to radiate higher intelligence…;)
Tireless Companions—the mighty chariots
Royal Enfield Bullet –
I dunno the organic details of this bike because being a typical gal I never enquired bout the cc,mileage or anything…I was never bothered.This bullet is dream come true for dreamer #1 and an extremely sexy (;)) piece of mechanical architecture and it cruised along tirelessly on sloppy roads.A bike that allowed us to stretch our hands and feel the joy of zero gravity.Hail the manly machine….
Hero Honda Splendor -
Even here ,I am too deficient about the details of the bike but even the bike has reached a stage where its details doesn matter due to overriding.With the mighty Enfield around this bike played the extremely commited role of a co-star in those tear –jerker bollywood spins never trying to steal the show.But with the experience of an old player on roads this mighty Samaritan flew on…
Well these are the players in this drama.More details to come soon….:)
*Confessions of the author
i planned to write a travellogue and wrap up all the details in one post.
But in an overture and also cos of inexperience i hav jus started the drama.
hopin to improve in coming posts.Sorry for indulgin in too much.Well am jus a novice ...!!!!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
the sprinkle that i call the dream...
the 1 yr break is broken...
am back...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"rubbing my eyes...i walk into my balcony..
a few of them still remain..
the dew drops...
clinging on to the glass pane
i finger out my name on it
n i watch it dripping down...
the name getting erased..
the name disappearing in the watery labyrinth..
the prints merging in...
n i watch it...
with my poignant eyes..."
am back...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"rubbing my eyes...i walk into my balcony..
a few of them still remain..
the dew drops...
clinging on to the glass pane
i finger out my name on it
n i watch it dripping down...
the name getting erased..
the name disappearing in the watery labyrinth..
the prints merging in...
n i watch it...
with my poignant eyes..."
Saturday, March 1, 2008
hey dear one....my blog!!!!!!!!!!!!
hey blog...
u have been of great help when i was too low in ma life..
u wer one sincere companion who stayed along durin tat trough..
n am sure u wud stay along in my ride...
now when am on top of the world n am feelin so
happy for myself....i know u too are rejoicin wimme...
but fren....
this hour i say adieu....not permanently...
am goin on a voyage...a journey to live ma dreams...
its jus for one year...
i stay apart from you ma fren...
if i succeed in ma voyage i ll be back to u
with hundreds of reasons for me n u to be happy...
n at the start of this journey i believe success is sure..
i rejoice there was a past
but i leave it behind for there has to be a better future jus for me...
i long for you ma life...
so it is a break for one year dear blog...
i willl return as a more powerful n vigorous blogger pal.....
goodbye...n remember its bye for the better..........
see ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
divya.ramesh
u have been of great help when i was too low in ma life..
u wer one sincere companion who stayed along durin tat trough..
n am sure u wud stay along in my ride...
now when am on top of the world n am feelin so
happy for myself....i know u too are rejoicin wimme...
but fren....
this hour i say adieu....not permanently...
am goin on a voyage...a journey to live ma dreams...
its jus for one year...
i stay apart from you ma fren...
if i succeed in ma voyage i ll be back to u
with hundreds of reasons for me n u to be happy...
n at the start of this journey i believe success is sure..
i rejoice there was a past
but i leave it behind for there has to be a better future jus for me...
i long for you ma life...
so it is a break for one year dear blog...
i willl return as a more powerful n vigorous blogger pal.....
goodbye...n remember its bye for the better..........
see ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
divya.ramesh
Friday, February 8, 2008
At The Brink...................
i hate shadows...
especially those that follow me through...
i remember the times when i loved all the butterflies tat
tasted the colours of me.....
i long tat they come back...
but like a strong rain they created all the deluge...
and never came back..
they remain as dark clouds in the sky...
and never pour down...
i stare into them.....
for when wil they come back into this
dry alley that i call life....
i wonder........................
especially those that follow me through...
i remember the times when i loved all the butterflies tat
tasted the colours of me.....
i long tat they come back...
but like a strong rain they created all the deluge...
and never came back..
they remain as dark clouds in the sky...
and never pour down...
i stare into them.....
for when wil they come back into this
dry alley that i call life....
i wonder........................
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
lately revolutionary...
i hv alwys thot am typical...
i am kinda passion driven...
i loved everythin tat i read...
i tried livin wat i read...
there ws sartre whom i liked ...
n i dunno ryt now am findin it all wrong
my perceptions wer really wrong...
it aint the same
i am kinda passion driven...
i loved everythin tat i read...
i tried livin wat i read...
there ws sartre whom i liked ...
n i dunno ryt now am findin it all wrong
my perceptions wer really wrong...
it aint the same
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