Everyone has a taxi horror story to share, a tale that may involve scamming, intimidation, drunken driving, faulty shock absorbers, unending traffic jams, malfunctioning meters -- or simply hedious body odor. Mine... is a little hatke!
Oppressive evening heat and humidity is melting my face and I'm choking on the settling dust. All I want to do is get home and the long ride ahead is already such a put off... But as they say... Picture abhi baki hai mere dost...
A tired frown on my face, waiting for more than 30 mins ... and out of the blue another cab comes into sight. “Sion?” I ask. Shaking a NO, the driver zooms ahead, disappointing me for the umpteenth time. This brings to light the fact that the law states that If you ask a cab driver to take you to some place, he cannot refuse. He has to take you, if he doesn’t, One can approach the nearest traffic cop and report the cab driver. But do we exercise it? YES We did... and guess what happened?
After a similar hardly working day... Kabs and me took a cab from work and started our zig zaggy jerky ride home... Suddenly, the cabbie realises that his cab's gas is about to pass out! Forget the cab... we were about to pass out with the thought of finding another cab... now being supposedly an even shorter distance than it was; before we started... Well to top it off the pained look on the cabbie's face prompted us to get off before he passed out.
So Kabs and me tried for about 15 mins to hail a cab when suddenly we see this "Knight in shining armour" (pun intended due to the whiteness of his shirt) stops a cab right in the middle of the road. He asks us to get in... We stare at him and then at the cabbie who is staring back at us... daring us to get in and get thrown out! In the middle of this eye balled tennis match; the Night and our Knight prompts us to get in... We hardly get a greatful "Thank You" out of our mouths that the cabbie rushes out as if its been set free off a spring...
What happens next? Well... We do get thrown out of the cab... in the middle of no where... just to start our hide and seek with the taxi all over again.
Layoffs across the world means fewer people are taking cabs in Mumbai City. Which means less money for taxi drivers. For no discernable reason, the cabs still did not want to stop for me whenever I flagged them. This has led me to become superstious and the need to drag my friend; Jit everyday to hail a cab since he has proved time and again that his charm works wonders with the cabbies... and they stop everytime they see him...
I've lost count of the number of cabs that are metered up with "For Hire" shouting out of their rolling lungs indicating they were free, but just zoom past as if their houses are on fire.
Feels like all the cabbies have conspired against me by always refusing short-distance rides. This will make me healthier by forcing me to walk for about 10 kms everyday.
Guys... Listen In... Do not believe whoever told you SION is a short distance destination!! Just tell them to Go get me a Ride!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
A Moment Forever
This song has been playing in my mind these days... each word ... an unwritten autobiography... heard uncounted times just as thoughts wander around... and unspoken words... spill their beans.... a moment spinned into a lifetime of memories... What was dreamt and what is true...
Desire, love, loss and mortality,
Solitude of life,
A sense of isolation,
A strong sense of passing time.
A short life to stay,
Frightening in a way.
So close yet so far,
A part of me connected to you,
A moment shared to last till the end...
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
How happy is the blameless Vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot,
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d”
Ever wish you could just forget the last person who broke your heart? When I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" I can’t deny that my head hurt too bad, for I kept thinking, this is what soul mates are all about. If there’s anything such as soul mates. And this is what I always hoped for, starting each day like there was no yesterday, to be born again each single day. I tried to forget a lot, and maybe thats the problem, while I tried to forget and detach... everybody else seemed to remember and connect.
I think the reason why most of us are unable to forget some precious things in life is because whatever we do we do according to a plan, we do because we have the nerve and the heart ... after throughly thinking, we prepare to it even the things we say, we take our time thinking or we simply memorize. Thats why we expect others to be DEAD serious about everything, and its also because we are...
"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" represents a failure of nerve. As we live life and move around doing things in bits and pieces, we learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to let us down probably will. You'll have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. You'll cry because time is passing too fast and you'll eventually lose someone close to you. So take many pictures, laugh too much and love like you've never been hurt because every minute you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back...
If you've ever had a dream in which you're painfully aware of having lost something, or someone,-- a dream in which an absence is a presence, a vaccum filled with that untouchable space around you -- you'll understand "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". You may also find it devastating. Jim Carrey plays Joel, a man who arranges to have every memory of his ex-girlfriend, Clementine (Kate Winslet), erased from his brain, only to realize that those memories may be more dear to him than the failed union itself: because they're all he's got left.
When Joel decides that the memories of his relationship with Clementine are worth keeping, the two of them embark on a game of hide-and-seek through his subconscious— “I’m just a fucked-up girl looking for her own peace of mind” Clementine tells Joel, and this is so true for me as well. But, peace-of-mind is something neither love nor medicine can promise—at least not without serious side effects.
It traces memories of starting from the most painful of the breakup and working forward to the sweetest ones. It is a realisation that in allowing memories to disappear, its all about erasing onself.
The world forgetting, by the world forgot,
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d”
Ever wish you could just forget the last person who broke your heart? When I watched "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" I can’t deny that my head hurt too bad, for I kept thinking, this is what soul mates are all about. If there’s anything such as soul mates. And this is what I always hoped for, starting each day like there was no yesterday, to be born again each single day. I tried to forget a lot, and maybe thats the problem, while I tried to forget and detach... everybody else seemed to remember and connect.
I think the reason why most of us are unable to forget some precious things in life is because whatever we do we do according to a plan, we do because we have the nerve and the heart ... after throughly thinking, we prepare to it even the things we say, we take our time thinking or we simply memorize. Thats why we expect others to be DEAD serious about everything, and its also because we are...
"Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" represents a failure of nerve. As we live life and move around doing things in bits and pieces, we learn that even the one person who wasn't supposed to let us down probably will. You'll have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. You'll cry because time is passing too fast and you'll eventually lose someone close to you. So take many pictures, laugh too much and love like you've never been hurt because every minute you spend angry or upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back...
If you've ever had a dream in which you're painfully aware of having lost something, or someone,-- a dream in which an absence is a presence, a vaccum filled with that untouchable space around you -- you'll understand "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". You may also find it devastating. Jim Carrey plays Joel, a man who arranges to have every memory of his ex-girlfriend, Clementine (Kate Winslet), erased from his brain, only to realize that those memories may be more dear to him than the failed union itself: because they're all he's got left.
When Joel decides that the memories of his relationship with Clementine are worth keeping, the two of them embark on a game of hide-and-seek through his subconscious— “I’m just a fucked-up girl looking for her own peace of mind” Clementine tells Joel, and this is so true for me as well. But, peace-of-mind is something neither love nor medicine can promise—at least not without serious side effects.
It traces memories of starting from the most painful of the breakup and working forward to the sweetest ones. It is a realisation that in allowing memories to disappear, its all about erasing onself.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Footprints in the Mind
After the insanity of this year, my mind has now quieted a little, and the dust has started to settle, and I can look out of my window to the world outside. I live a little, go out a little, call friends a little, send letters a little, watch movies a little. But I know that I shall always go back, because that is what my heart always tells me to do. Some things take center stage in my memory, some get relegated to the dusty cellars of heart and mind, some waver in the distance like a mirage, while some are entirely forgotten for some reason or other.
This way, time not so much tick-tocks with such numbing regularity, now fast and now slow, now with such intense force, as time, inevitably, moves on.
From time to time
A stranger appears,...
But it's not so much that person,
As it is our interpretation
Of what they can mean to our life.
That makes our throat dry,
Our speech hesitant,
But worst of all,
Makes us so very, very, vulnerable.
- Anonymous
Deeper and deeper shall I go, finding things good and bad, subtle and blatant, awful and profound. I grow more and more confused, yet more and more enlightened. In my mind, thoughts and ideas and memories fly, careening towards each other and ricocheting off, canceling each other out and multiplying. I dig my heels in, hold my hands out for a handhold, and find nothing and everything.
The footprints of my mind would be the very last imprint my thoughts carry, and these thoughts will nevermore see the light of day and shall be lost once more, sealed from the present, but never from my memories. Lost, but not lost -- simply rising to the surface once every hundred years or so, always alive, always aflame in sepia, the color of secrets and regret.
This way, time not so much tick-tocks with such numbing regularity, now fast and now slow, now with such intense force, as time, inevitably, moves on.
From time to time
A stranger appears,...
But it's not so much that person,
As it is our interpretation
Of what they can mean to our life.
That makes our throat dry,
Our speech hesitant,
But worst of all,
Makes us so very, very, vulnerable.
- Anonymous
Deeper and deeper shall I go, finding things good and bad, subtle and blatant, awful and profound. I grow more and more confused, yet more and more enlightened. In my mind, thoughts and ideas and memories fly, careening towards each other and ricocheting off, canceling each other out and multiplying. I dig my heels in, hold my hands out for a handhold, and find nothing and everything.
The footprints of my mind would be the very last imprint my thoughts carry, and these thoughts will nevermore see the light of day and shall be lost once more, sealed from the present, but never from my memories. Lost, but not lost -- simply rising to the surface once every hundred years or so, always alive, always aflame in sepia, the color of secrets and regret.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Dil Say! :)
Some snippets of Dil Say .... sends adrenaline rushing to the head!
Times of India: Vodafone launches 'Dil Say' service
Yug Marg: This Valentine says it with Vodafone ‘Dil Say’
Lok Yug: Vodafone launches ‘Dil Say’ portal
Pahli Khabar: Vodafone launches ‘Dil Say’ portal
Aaj Kaal: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say'
Bindu: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say'
Divya Bhaskar: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say' for subscribers
Times of India: Vodafone launches 'Dil Say' service
Yug Marg: This Valentine says it with Vodafone ‘Dil Say’
Lok Yug: Vodafone launches ‘Dil Say’ portal
Pahli Khabar: Vodafone launches ‘Dil Say’ portal
Aaj Kaal: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say'
Bindu: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say'
Divya Bhaskar: Vodafone launches love pack 'Dil Say' for subscribers
Sunday, February 01, 2009
The Changing Skies
I'm trying to figure out how to put into words what I experienced a few days back. I spent it with some long time best friends, who've kept intact my splintered spirit... and our drive to an unknown destination proved to be the most surreal. Heaven and earth collided and this feeling took over and held us captive... and made us one with nature...
We couldn’t tell where heaven started and earth began. i don’t know how we got so lucky, but it was truly amazing. The sky changed a million colours just in a matter of minutes... Just a few moments from the many we experienced and captured....
We couldn’t tell where heaven started and earth began. i don’t know how we got so lucky, but it was truly amazing. The sky changed a million colours just in a matter of minutes... Just a few moments from the many we experienced and captured....
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