How I Met Jagat

Destiny, Auto drivers and Sand. Yes, lots of sand :)

It just happened. Nothing planned. Nothing contrived. It's almost like the universe spun a certain way that day just to make things happen the way they did. And boy am I glad they did!

Chemistry Sale.
Pari is pulling off everything in S size off the shelves. Driving the salesgirls up the wall!
AWme calls. 'I'm booking tickets for Goks. You comin?'
Pari, just spotting the purple not-on-sale dress, 'Yeah Sure. Only one day of sick leave right?'

Sugama Travels.
Only 4 right-at-the-back seats available. Travel agent calls to ask if it's fine to give it to 3 city girls.
AWme: We'll bash him up, no worries, Uncle ji.
Me: Wow! we're really going?!

13th Jan, 2010, 9pm. Desperation.
AWme: What the fuck are you doing in a bus! Get an auto. I can't hold up this bus any longer.
Pari: It's not the busstops, it's the fucking traffic lights!!

13th Jan, 2010, 9.35pm. Lost Cause
Pari: I'm at the metro construction place.
AWme: We passed that ages ago.
Pari: Fuck it! I can see myself going to work tomorrow. It's never gonna happen.
Superman Auto Driver: Sugama Travels?
Pari (near tears): Yes.
Sharp turn. A blur of Travels signs. A nilsbidi.
Pari: 'The bus to Gokarna. Has it left?'
Counter Guy: 10-15 mins
Pari: It left 10-15 mins ago?
Counter Guy: No. It's getting here in 10-15 mins!
Ok he may not have included the exclamation, but I did!

13th Jan, 2010, 9.50pm. Excitement
I can't believe this is really happening.
ATM. Mallu Shop. Biscuits. Vaseline. Wait.

13th Jan, 2010, 10.34pm. Comfort
Munching Pakodas in the bus.
Last-ticket guy offers to share his blanket with AWme.
Tups needs to pee.
It's all good.

PUDU post 2oo!

It’s called ‘Peaceful Puducherry’ for a reason! There’s nothing more relaxing than a warm day on the beach, the waves playing with your toes and the breeze in your hair. The lack of junk jewelry vendors makes a refreshing surprise after exploring the more commercial beaches of Goa. I found the people much friendlier and the accommodation more economic.

The lesser known weekly train took us on an 8 hour journey from Yeshwantpur, Bangalore to Puducherry. A walk to through Auroville village gave us an insight to the range of accommodation available. Luckily we found a boathouse, which was, in fact, a shack build over a boat, with an attached bathroom. It made a truly amazing place to spend a weekend.

Food was our next Priority. From Breakfast in a four star hotel, to lunch in a Pizzaria! The choice was ours. Local food was available as well. Our meals included chicken fried in peanut paste, prepared by a French cook and spicy prawn curry served by a Chinese gentleman.

Though most of our time was split between the boathouse and the beach, we did get to explore some interesting stores in and around Auroville. Candles, hand woven hammocks and orange essence were among the many treasures in our shopping bags.

A day on Beach road involved lazing at ‘Le Café’, a quaint little place overlooking the rocky beach. Many people were surprised to find local tourists, however we seemed to have ‘Bangalore’ stamped to our foreheads. Everywhere went, people were eager to help and entertain us.

Our last day in Puducherry was spent dressing an Israeli lady in a sari. We shared stories about our different cultures. The journey back was by road. We travelled along with a volunteer from the Netherlands and an Afro-American gentleman who was carrying a heavy knapsack of books for his students in Korea.

The moment we hit home we realized that when people say ‘Pondi is Amazing’, they really mean that the time they spent there was amazing. The trip is truly enriching not only for the pleasant weather and the clean beaches but the food and the friends as well!

PUDU post!

I think the best way to describe the whole Pondi experience is the meals!
So here we go...
Meal 1

Breakfast at Surya Resort

Pineapple juice       x  3                       Beautifully presented and Yum!

Chicken Sandwich x  3                       No taste whatsoever!
Coke                    x   1                       For Sharu!
Plain Dosa            x   1                       For Me!     

We were  very sweaty, sandy and hungry after fruitless search for a place to stay.
Music: Beautiful Day - U2
                                   'The heart is a bloom,
                                   Shoots up through the sandy ground.
                                   There's no room,
                                   No space to rent in this town.
                                   You're out of luck,
                                   And the reason that you had to care.
                             
                                   It's a beautiful day
                                   The sky falls, and you feel like,
                                   It's a beautiful day.
                                   Don't let it get away
                           
                                  You're on the road,
                                   But you've got no destination
                                  You're in the mud,
                                  In the maze of her imagination
                                  You love this town,
                                  Even if that doesn't ring true
                                  You've been all over, 
                                  and it's been all over you

                                 It was a beautiful day
                                 Don't let it get away,
                                 Beautiful day
                          
                               What you don't have,
                               you don't need it now,
                               What you don't know,
                               you can feel it somehow,
                               It was a beautiful day...


Meal 2

Georgios :)

We overpaid an auto to take us to this quaint little Italian place, which happened to be walking distance from our beautiful boathouse - yes! we did find an amazing place to stay!

'Pizza's all we got', said thr Malasian woman not bothering to shift from her reclining position.

A girl, - she couldn't have been more than 19 - who took our order, seemed rather disappointed to admit her name was Kamini and not something more exotic. I'll give her credit for being able to pronounce the items on the menu.

'We'll have no 14 and 8 with lime soda please' grin!

'The soda just came in, so let's see how long it takes to get cold' chuckle!

Ultimately a good slice o' chocolate mousse and hot chai topped off the amazin' pizzas. smiles!

We sat there for what felt like hours, reading the newspaper and playing soft music.

'Tranquil' is the right word to describe this place.

http://www.kiltshop.com/History.htm


yeah I can hyperlink! I just dont wanna!!
I can costume party the whole world from my closet!!
I can write a song without a tune
I can identify the songs in the background of all these silly soaps
why should this sound like smt on facebook?

I can visit bohemian's blog without reading his creed
I can comment on the uncommented
I can create graffitti msgs on sauce filled plates
I can..I must publish this post!!
Despite:
(shar refuses to remain anonymous despite blacked out bits of fascinating convo)

Parnika: ur back and still no blogpost!!

hmmmph!!!!

Sharanya: lol

haven't even started

babysitting is happening

Parnika: thu-ing on u!!

doubt-do scottish ppl wear french type hats

Sharanya: lol..

Parnika: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Bagpipe_performer.jpg

this type

i've assigned costume designing to meself

Sharanya: to answer your question..they wear beret like hats

like the indian army

pushed down on one side and typically flat

Parnika: cos ppl seem to think checking things are the only unique piece o clothing in scotland

Sharanya: hehhe

Parnika: how do i make them?

plaid is not = scot!!!

Sharanya: say it real loud

that works sometimes

Parnika: aha..tomo watch me scream in class

louder than the trouborns born there!!

http://farm1.static.flickr.com/214/465896510_e6fcd9afbc.jpg?v=0

this is nice and easy

Sharanya: lol

Parnika: he he...im driving myself mad :)

Sharanya: yayee!

Parnika: ooooooooo

http://www.celebrationspartyshop.co.uk/images/WebBits/kilthire.jpg

im turned on by just the aaa!

head!! gimme a head!!!

http://www.kiltshop.com/Attire/breacan.jpg

and then that disappoints

maybe i'll hyperlink this convo to my blog

:)

The Warmth of a Cold Place

You feel it in your socked toes
On wet dolphin tiles.
You feel it in the kilted blankets
On creaky wooden beds.
You feel it in the waiters smile
On the breakfast platter.
You feel it in the blue raincoats
On the trudge uphill.
You feel it in the thick fog
On the angel epitaph.
You feel it in the faraway laughter
On a starlit night.

You feel the warmth of a cold place
In your tiniest bones,
In your strongest muscles,
And on every inch
Of your goosebumped skin.

Bye Bye Bangalore

"I'm out of town..at a friends place"
"At su's place"
"I'm in Kerela!"
For a sec..ok a day... i thought i couldn't write this post without the right pictures
I still cant write it without the pics but while i wait for the bum..

so while waiting for my opponent on the dot game..i seem to be doing a lot of waiting lately
Kerela
hmm..so fun and frolic
i miss it oh wait
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So I'm back trying hard
The girl who woke up at 6am with jewelery on strikes a chord. Maybe hindi serials are based on reality.
And today as Vaik was playing with my teddy bears (Yes, a 20 yr old who spent quality time dressing stuffed animals) reminded me of the wind up toys at his aunts place
and that particularly pink doll whose butt matched Smita's (my fat ass boss) lol!
Then the snickers..I went out in the rain to get them..crackle..big bar..tempting..
I refuse to put up this post!!!
'crazy'..played this at the beach..then 'through glass' for syndrome..then 'creep' for loner..then 'secret garden'..which would have been effective if 'darling' hadn't been 'there'..
Its also an internship song..crazy..'she reallly did drive me crazy..I'm losing my mind..girl cos I'm going craaaaaaaazy!' I sang it with a brush in my hand bathroom style..lol
mangalore? why not? one vacation not enough? crazy!
I love his grin..helmet hatao..teeth..grin back
Vaik Bike..Vek Bake..lol..chick bake..'don't say I never got u anything'..reminds me of one tree hill..all erased now..sigh..
wait for next song
ew! stop! join cranberries community..if everybody else is doing it why cant I?
fingers ache
ice
'every street'
smt i dont know
I used to know every street here
but now home feels alone
this is what i thought when i was there too
He must know every street here
I started to recognize a few slowly
There was one that used ladies to advertise everything from lottery tickets to plastic pipes!!
Nice mallu ladies in sarees and oiled hair
Bannana chips, Tapioca chips, coconut in everything and fish
Aarushi Talwar..god..I can repeat those headlines by heart now!
another kerala song..lemon tree!
Rainy monday afternoon it was...nothing ever happens
blue blue sky..
its cloudy
the monsoons are here
another deadend
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so i finally learnt how to hyperlink
here's smt
here's smt else
That mermaid looks unreal until u see it here! admit it!
Big time de ja vu!
I have 4043 songs in my media library..isn't that awesome?
ok this isn't at all about Kerela now lets divert
vaik has a great collection too!
I want his Oasis folder
so there are no new pictures out there
and vinay is still online?
ugh!
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Finally Finally Finally!!!
Here I am!!
really this time!
poem i wrote at the beach while trying to remember the lines of chasing cars:

" When all that keeps you from sinking is the sea
You think of me
When all that keeps you from thinking is the sea
You sink in me "

Akshay syndrome little bit
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wierd dreams:
1. on the bus back to bangalore: I'm in an auto with Akshay. I'm really sleepy. He gets off. I'm alone. The auto driver is taking me somewhere..i donno where..I freak! I'm too sleepy to argue with him..but I'm scared...
2. Mom is getting married..at least tiny wedding cards are being handed out
3. Someone is moving into Angie's place. Loius and Ambe are playing while I talk to the new owners. very sweet guy. We go upstairs (stairs are plastic and I find hangers with tiny baby clothes) The top floor is a dream closet..It has everything a girl would ever want..dresses beautiful dresses..so many..same colour...same pattern..."my wife is a ballet instructor" he says..it all makes sense..huge rooms ceiling to floor hangers with dresses..orange..purple velvet..white..in diff sizes..then i meet the son..fat round little guy...then the mom..dont expect an Indian somehow..very hospitable..did this house always have so much storage space? I wake up shortly..Angie has msged.."Can you make it on monday" "sure"
4. I'm telling someone about dream 3...akshay is at home with the whole cast of friends..we're all sleeping on one bed..he's restless..paces..lies down..becomes Joey Tribiani!...

My imagination I tell u! never mind..I need a boyfriend..Life is too lazy right now..next..Kerela is forever..
complete!
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...and I'm still writing
I forgot jeantoe..knuckle crunch..chicken coconut curry, the miranda I never managed to drink, the not-so-veg-chopsuey! the shauremas...or whatever those mayo dripping delicacies were called...the spicy prawn..the hairclip i could have bought here but insisted on buying from the ever-so-crowded store with Muktha and J-oops-i-forgot-her-name! :P The amt of stuff in that inch of a shop is equal to at least half a floor at forum! forever in you..forever in me..i'll remember darling...
There's more..for now...
Did I mention the girl with bright blue, worn-to-bed-jewelery had her fly open?
Complete!
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It's been a week and I'm still writing
~The floater that almost floated away
~Tag on the beach
~Tamasha-undone!
~silent biker
~ 9 hairpin curves
~Wayanad=Vynaid?
~Kannada-> Hindi-> English
~Snakes and ladders
~Gooey growing balls
~Lungis
~Shoe sizes
~I climbed in my Rocksters (should not be mistaken for rock-climbing footwear)
~these bullets look like waves :)

+ ok bye-it's like she needs to warn you everytime she hangs up. She's telling you 'I'm about to hang up all of a sudden. Brace yourself!' Shall I? I shan't!
+ Flying cockroaches
+ Cumblibuchis framed
+ I need to climb
+ Stop and Stare
+ I write neatly with a pencil (Notepaded)
+ Copyright on a name like Aashish...Sheesh!
complete!
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Ok I promise this is the very last time I add to this post (She lies! she lies!-grin-copyright shar)

The rains played 'Is your watch really rainproof?' with us...
'Aaaa' down the bends with the motor off..saving expensive fuel he says
Nature's washing machine...rinse, spin, dry...
He taught me the names of places
I mispronounced..
I guess its ok to write like this..I am the muddled mind after all...for a more chronological account of the above...click here..
my job is done...
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ok so inevitably there's more...
~This is surprising but every shop there...even the kutti ones on the border have 'Photostat' written on them instead of 'Xerox' which is actually a make of a photocopying machine...I was impressed!
~the only baby on the face of the earth I will ever hate
~the silence
~harry potter
~pinkness..the lady i said 2 words to 'thank you' and 'bus'..ok thats 3..the last one in hindi..dont think she got it..we look like 'good' girls apparently..grins...slap!
~the no of kicks still pending
~passed over pinches
~the deers i missed
~the Fabindia outfit that i looked good in but no one took pics...where are cameras when u need them!!
~wrapped up in Ajmals t-shirt...first the clicker then me..
~baths-yellow shower, towels, who's first?
~bracelet of shells
~I took Trish, Joyce and Zo with me..it feels like a part of them was with me
~Maya let the cat outta the bag..actually it makes me feel safer that he knows..guilt reduced kinda...
~Mom calls..I miss her..no..just guilt..she ran away to Kerela too..on someone else's honeymoon..sigh..and we went to meet Vaiks girl supposedly..evens it out?
~swearing at Viv in public..
~not embarrassed by...
~Skirts or Sarees?
~Subtle reminders of Nathan
~Nov rain vid doesn't play
~Cranberries
~'Have u taken a bus in Kerela?'
~ think time
~Jaggu-the only Pomeranian in the world I can possibly like
~Hutch dog? I still think that was a pug
~we went to the place where there was no where else to go
~Jiptha! that was her name
~the strong smell of coconut oil everywhere
~red water
~He loves my smile
~I love his grin
~I stayed an extra day for the grin!
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I'm come to terms with the fact that this post will never say what I want it to..
"Wild streak!"
"How's that working for you?"
"Today is fun (ref to drunk conference call that lasted an hr) ..There's still some guilt attatched to kerela tho..su told her mom we're going with shar and gang i should have done the same..never mind..too late now.."
"Well as long as you had fun."
"I did! I did! Aw it was gorgeous..I started to blog about it but never got to the bottom of that post (Ahem ahem)...there's so much that can't be said in words.."
"Sometimes the words are there, just not to be expressed to others."-this guy gets me!
"Hmm..maybe..the other night before i fell asleep i had those words in my head.. in complete witty sentences too! But then they disappeared.."
"Lol..You know what they say. If you don't remember it, it wasn't important enough."
"No! This was like its imp but its for u and no one else ..So dont remember it long enough to put it up where everyone can see.."
So there! It's not that I refuse to share a full fledged account of every memorable second! its just that I prefer to keep snapshots in my head...so get whatever u can outta this post (if you've managed to read the whole thing that is) and leave the rest to your imagination and my excellent memory...
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