Drive My CAR

I understand its been a while for me on the blog


And now I am almost off the reading list of lot of people. So here I am to start again, and what better way to start than some self depreciatory humor.

I know I know its and old trick to get some cheap traffic on the blog. But I can live with it.

One extremely inconsequential fact about me : I do not know how to drive

Drive my Car
 
 
I mean I don’t know how to snow board, deep sea diving, reiki, surfing, sky diving and whatnot but we`ll stay with driving part.


So I do not know how to drive, I mean what’s so demeaning in it. Rather you get picked up and you get dropped down, what else you want in life.

But after doing extreme brainstorming and weathering the societal jibes I have realized why you must learn how to drive:

• Your roommate has a jazzy car, but u can’t drive .Damn!!!

• Long drive? what’s that

• Your GF always has to go 1 hr early than the scheduled time, Coz she is the 1 who is dropping you off home rather than other way round.

• You can’t read the car magazine in front of friends

• You can’t visit the auto show coz no body will believe that you were looking at the cars and not the models.

• Drive-in takeaway`s have no meaning in your life.

• Come to think of it Drive-in theaters also have no meaning for you

• You can’t go to big bazaar and shop as if you are shopping for the whole colony

• Rain Rain go away, come again another day. Little johny aint know how to drive

• And even my MOM has learnt it.

DAMN and More DAMN

Blogging breaks and its fallouts

Long long time ago, and a still remember I used to blog every day.

Yesterday commuting back to home on a god forsaken bus on a god forsaken road I had a realization. Have you ever thought why in the 80`s movies the writers used to go to the hill stations to write, why they would rent a hut on the beach and write.

History is witness to the fact that no literary masterpiece has ever been written hearing the glaring horns of the heavy traffic. I don’t think Milton would have been able to write paradise lost being stuck in traffic in Mumbai rains.

The more you go away from regular flow of creative juices the more they became difficult to come by. It’s been difficult month. Enough things to keep me busy, enough things to ponder and no time to write.

So these days I have been just tweeting. Morning-evening and couple of times in the day. I used to be the types who thought micro blogging is a short term joke and will fade away soon but now after using it for a while I think twitter is equally potent as the blogger. At the end of the day it’s more about the information and opinion.

So pls follow me at Twitter till I dig deep and find more interesting post ideas. Amen.

Heightened Insensitivity

I m rather un-compassionate kinds, I am one of those who might not be the first one to help in case of accident. May be its lack of sensitivity or the grossness of splurged blood, so my point here is that I am neither expert nor even the right person to comment on it.

As a normal workday I was in an auto , stuck in traffic , following traffic lights/policemen etc. Saw the Morgue Van ahead of me. Trying to take left. And there were numerous cars pushing n blaring so as to go first. I wonder at the irony.

I mean however bad my Monday mornings are I wouldn’t like to make it better by stealing a second from a morgue van. 

May "HE" rest in peace.

Guess whose back. Big Daddy

So is it`s a comeback season. Wolverine was here for his origin, so was terminator.for salvation And back were Mammoth and weasel from Ice age for the mammoth ka mammoth baby . So came back the Optimus Prime and Megatron in company of Megan fox (with bigger assets than last time) to unleash the weapons of mass destruction.

But this is not what I was waiting for.

I was waiting for the most Bitched about athlete of all times. Aka Lance of Armstrong fame. I tuned on to unearthly hours, followed him on blogs and pounced onto his tweets. But Alberto Cantador broke what could have been Lance`s greatest race of all times. May be all comebacks are not fairytale.

May be getting 3^rd is still podium for some people and embarrassing for Armstrong. A lot has been said in the press about un-teamly attitude of Cantador linkwhich actually deprived me of visual delight which I felt when Federer won this year`s Wimbledon.

But this post is neither for Lance. Though hes my fav athlete. Its for the Big Daddy of them all.

The ultra rich and uber cool. Schumi. How have ya been

Age of Superheroes

Re-watching season 1 of heroes last night I felt awed and inspired. Its credible that I dint feel anything the first time but I guess that’s the reason why the term rerun was invented. Moving on…so lets say you are standing in the middle of Mumbai roads with heavy downpour and a SPIDER bites you.

(And you go home and take a bath in Dettol water. Would you still become spider-man?? Also why not spider women I mean is spider a gender bias species? Are US researchers listening!!!)

Well since we are just dreaming lets keep the personal hygiene issues out of the way. Practical questions like if batman wishes to poop where does he park his batwings will not be entertained here.

So question is if you are given a choice to pick the Super Heroes/Powers which all you will pick. Dont ask questions like darned MBA`s saying it depends who is giving the choice or depends on how is the choice packaged ...say like Pranab Mukherjee presenting 1984 budget in 2009 which is now a legend in bad packaging industry.

Though at times I believe that I am a mutant with a short term memory loss and my powers inactivated by an evil magician and my life attached to a talking parrot caged in the caves of Canary Island.(why Canary Island?..its tax free dude .u can keep ur loot safe there).

Shall I become Super-man? And start an air shuttle service between Krypton and Earth

Or Peter parker with low self esteem and gorgeous girlfriend

Or Batman coz Bat-mobile is so cool and bat wings are useless

Daredevil. May be less read low box office earnings but still a Hero in Cat-women`s eye

Or Hellboy ..naahh too ugly

I should rather be Mandrake with invisible cloak

Or may be Incredible Hulk. He’s green. Eco friendly with euro IV emission norms compatible.

Or maybe just Chacha Chaudhary with Sabu parked in the porch.

There is less fun in saving the universe against being the manager and let somebody else do the cleanup for you.His brain works faster than the computer you see.