Going west!!!

This was first written when Kedar was packing-up to leave for Uncle Sam's land (its been a lil worked upon since then). I've been through this feeling many a times. Lots of my closer friends have left the country (while some have left me), I am happy DG is soon coming back and kedar is already back for a break, after a year.

Good Bye… No Why?

Fly away, O Mighty ol’ west-wind,

Fly away, for today you must,

We swayed together in these fields,

The fields you will sweep, on your way, to dust.

I hear you ticking, O time you leveler,

I hear you don’t have much of a choice,

We’d slain away about a million of seconds,

That ticked away during our suburban-drives.

Every minute, every hour, I know you’ve got the power,

But back then we were kings, and you: just a device.

So winds and storm,

And time and tide,

How can you take away something that’s deep inside?

Those memories of moments, those bruises of life.

Can you take away those days of thunder?

Those nights of frenzy,

Those games, those blunders.

Talks of life, walks of strife, sizzlers and knife, how many can you wipe.

Malls and movies, some money, a call for cheers

Comforts and victories, decisions and fears.

I can’t believe, you’re leaving pal,

But your bag hangs on your shoulder,

Take care; I’ve heard out there it’s cold.

Should I say Good bye now? No wait I need to wonder.

LOST

This is a part of whats been happening for some time now..... since the "END OF THE BEGINING".....just expressive of the way i've been feeling in the world, the Corporate World as they call it. The rest is for you to infer.

LOST

Does it feel great to be on the highway?
That wind in your hair, and passion to be right there,
Does it strike how far you reached, how many you left behind on the way?

Hi-tech, all geared up; ready to go.
Push the limits to what they could’ve never thought before.

Does the thrill drive you crazy?
Make you feel the center of galaxy,
Are you still awestruck by beauty, humbled by simplicity?

You’re sharper than before, nothings as potent to block the way.
Walk-on you’ve to conquer everyday.

Does it really need to be so damned?
So twisted and turned and lowered and churned,
They said, Faster, Higher, Stronger, you rammed.
You pushed the hardest now you hardly can stand,

Do they mean what they say?
Did you ask a “BY THE WAY”?
Did they say what they meant?
Or were those words from somebody lent?
Didn’t they teach you to go everywhere and knock-out and swear?
Didn’t they tell you of GOD and his Angels, and of DEVILS you need to beware?

I am lost, but to follow you, is the last thing I could dare,
I don’t remember, came I from where,
I don’t remember what I sought, no reason no prayer.
You have a plan, a road and a van, take care
Just watch out for that sign I saw back there,
I don’t know what it meant, four letters and a glare
I heard a man shouting, and I heard his bell,
In a mystic voice he said, “Bon Voyage on your way to HELL”.

PRINTING THE UNREADABLE

Its been really long this time that something came up here, simply because no one bothered to write or read something here. Seems like all of us are too busy to come back to this place which kept us occupied all thru the days when there was nthng to do. All those days the thoughts kept pouring, in fact overflowing sometimes.

I was just going thru my own blog after like a month or so and I was surprised what we used to think just some months ago. It seems like I am talking to myself as I was some time back. And believe me it’s a really intriguing experience to see someone so similar.

A lot has changed in the past months. Junaid starting his job, me shuttling here and there as a part of my job, Sunny bought a pulsar 200 and Rohan moving to kandivli.

And as a part of this change here I am sitting in my hotel room in Trivandrum looking for ways to kill time after a busy day at work. Although I am dead tired I cant sleep so early, its just 10 pm and I am Deepak..not good for my image to sleep so early…

So as destiny, hard work or luck whatever u mite consider has brought me to Trivandrum working at a printing press, I am hoping with crossed fingers that this thing goes well. I hope this wud be a good learning experience, academically I know it will be and it is. But what I am enjoying is all the different places I get to go to. All the different people I get to meet. Be it the client who is not expected to be good at all, surprisingly here the client is good( so far so good) or the locals of this place. People understand hindi but can rarely speak it, English saves the day most of the times, seems like u r not in ur own country, but then I look around and I see all the old vintage KSRTC buses and ‘small’ cars, brings me back to reality…..

Since this is kerala, all I have seen here is coconut trees, bananas to eat, and men wearing lungis. It’s a part of the uniform at some places, I mean it. Peoples knowledge here about different cuisines is so limited that Chinese means noodles, north Indian food means anything made out of paneer and anything else I haven’t dared to try yet. Roti here is a very decent substitute for rubber and I am starving to have a soft roti here. I have been on rice for the past whole week.

This weekend we had the opportunity to take a half day on Sunday, yes ppl, half day on a Sunday is luxury here. So we asked the local people working at the press to guide us as to how shud we spend the day. And of crse the answer was go to a near by beach. I have heard that Kovallam( pronounced Kovaddam) is a beautiful beach and so I was keen to go there. But I was told that there is some rally going on at that place and wudnt be a good idea to go there coz of the traffic. So we went to a far away beach named varkala to see the nayked ladies( no spelling mistakes, that’s how they describe this beach, just try to get the pronunciations rite) and the rest of the graphic details I cant share here due to the lack of appropriate gadgets to capture the moments of bliss……..

So far this is the story from Trivandrum…..will keep posting as and when I have some time and access to the net…till then…idli dosa rice coconut banana Malayalam newspaper….thats what life is