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Monday, October 24, 2005

Low mans lyric?

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

1600 Kilometers ...

Capitalizing on the dussera holiday, JS and other folks from office decided to hit goa. And When it's Goa , I'm the default host .. so i was in . We decided to drive the 800 odd kilometers from hyderabad. (Quite an adventurous thing to do) in the wee hours of the 12th morning we were off in an Indica . the drive was smooth leaving aside some bad stretches of road . Goa was fun as usual.. Sun Sand sea and booze ( well i missed the other S this time ;) ) .. Steaks and beer and feaking out with breezers ,Watching dolphins in the baga sea ... Before we knew it was time to go .

We set out at day break on Sunday morning. Cruising comfortably .. JS decided to take another route this time .. Somehow it felt a little longer to me . It was dark 8ish when we were deep into Karnataka . A highway bridge was out .. We were stuck in he middle of nowhere !! Tired a little high on the port wine bottle I was sipping throughout the journey .. WE inquired with the locals and traced another route .. This one was like one of NASA's mars rover test sites .. but we drove through it .. Finally reached a highway .. the most fucked up thing about Indian highways is that on a smooth stretch of a couple miles there will be a sudden death trench waiting for you .. no signals no reflecting tape .. nothing. We hit such a bump when we were about 190 KMs from Hyderabad. BOOM .. the car spun out of control .. When we were back to our senses , there was a long stretch of engine oil on the road .. and a shattered gearbox in our car . . We were stuck in the middle of nowhere!! and to make matters worse a couple of drunk bikers were hovering around . I got out of the car and just gave them a stare .. Mentally preparing myself . Wouldn't be a tough job to whack a couple of drunk freaks. At that moment i felt the need of people like manoj (the khnadola goon) and alex Had Alex been there !! ha! He'd define "beat the shit outta someone". The guys finally sensed trouble waiting on the other end and disappeared into the darkness ..

We scrambled all our luggage and waited for "any" mode of transport. Finally a AP transport bus arrived .. drunk people everywhere !! people on the bus floor !! .. made it to hyderabad somehow .. grabbed a rickshaw to banjara hills and crashed .. when I woke up it was morning .. each muscle in my body was aching .. So here i am .. on the road again . Here I am up on the stage .. Here I am playing star again .. and here i go .. Turn the Page ..