Escape, to paradise…

The village calls, and there’s just one thing to do... Vrooooom!


Taking that bend at 60 kph
I see the picture my mind has etched

The sea a wide splendour of crashing foam
And the wind in my ear telling me I’m home

The Real Big Daddy…

The Big Daddy from upstairs is heading downstairs, to mingle with us people. And are we fortunate, or are we FORTUNATE!

My bond with Bappa goes way back, to the time when I was a schooler who was often told that the trunked one was the supreme dude. And one day he proved it alrite!

That day my friend had a huge stomach ache. “Yaar majha pot khup dukhtai.” On hearing him complain I decided it was time Bappa intervened. So touching my Ganapati locket ever so solemnly, I said, “Bappa, majhya mitracha pot dukhtai, tyala bara kara, please.” And then I touched the brother’s tummy. And lo behold, the ache was a goner. From that day onwards my faith in the lord was set in concrete, unshakeable.

That was then. Have been through a lot since, he’s put me through a lot, but the God Lord has always been around, ready to pull me through, if need be.

I thank him.

Ganapati Bappa Moreya!!!

Reminiscing...


One of my friends sent me this sms, a few days back...


Waqt ke panne palat kar
Phir woh haseen lamhe jeene ko dil chahta hai

Kabhi muskuraya karte the sab yaar milkar
Unhe saath dekhne ko aaj phir dil chahta hai...


Man, this so reminds me of the good ole Engineering days, days when we used to head out for treks, just like that. Screw lectures, notes copy kar lenge, or exam mein paper ;)

And now, sala after months of setting, plans fall apart like a pack of cards :(

Indecision…

Get up stand up
Stand up like a man

Get up stand up
Don’t give up the fight

But what when the fight’s within… What then?