God been a long long while ...
I am back from Ahmedabad. You talk to any Gujarati about Ahmedabad and u while definetly get a warm response. No Gujarati (alive or dead) would curse Ahmedabad/Amdavad (from now on Ahd) for anything.It is the sentimental capital of Gujarat. Anyways there are ways to see it, it bustling city for sure. C.G. Road and Sarkhej Gandhinagar are places to be to freak out. U get Goal gappa at any place u can turn your head.
I couldnt go around much but went to Swaninarayan Temple.The drive from Sabarmati, where I was lodged to Gandhinagar was awesome.It was truply great coz Gandhinagar has tree lined roads ... atleast the ones on the highway and it was refreshing.
The weather in Ahd was perfect. It got cold as we were about to head back to Surat. It was fun though. I did make it a point to go to Sabarmati' Gandhi Ashram and took some snaps. I was late in the evening who they arent so great.But it felt good there.I patted my back to be there.Its ironic may be a tribute that at the end of the road where the Ashram is located there is this big cirle which boasts of Netaji statue. I think both great men would see it as honor to be side by side. They had ideological differences but respected each other imensely. It shookh me every time I passed through that road but I think it was beffitng for both.
A few hours back ...
I pull out a mobile from my pocket ... select "contacts" and start saying why wait for the right gir when the worng ones are so sexy" and get Sudeep''s number .. I dial the "code" (Number witheld for unsecure reasons) and here a song from Jab we met. The enrgetic voice seem content after taking SNAP test. I too had done they same, he sounded energetic and a sense of relief.Itsn't that he had given SNAP and I had called him,it was his birthday and it was SNAP as well. I hope he has a happy memory of this day and perhaps he will remember this day (of this year) for some odd achievement.
So Sirjee u may be readin this on Google reader, wish u a happy birthday again party shayad result ke baad ... :)
I am a legend.
Saw the movie if u have not seen it, then add Cast Away to Resident evil and u will get I am a legend, starring Wills Smith. I am not into fiction movies, palle hi nahi padhti yaar. So didnt think it was paisa vasool, by the way I am still contemplating whether to pay for the ticket ... Plus there is too much reliability on graphics, I am an old school guy prefer to see mysteries comdies and off course action stuff.
Eggs rule the roost.
There is this Laari (lorry/local eatery/Junk food joint) at Rustumpura ... near Chowk downtown Surat ... suratis dont bite me ...
Me and my friend drove off the that Ganesh L, world famous in Surat for eggs. He prepares them in more ways then u cn imagine. After having Keemo and Tameta fry (srambeled egg and tomato curry) me and my friend thanked each other for coming along and a Thumbs bottle ended the self paid treat.
We went back to join our friends who were still there at this Revolving restraunt munching on roasted chicken. The drive back home was quick.Its getting colder by the day but its just right to roam around and have some Ponk (jowar preparation) Corn, nimbu soda, eggs in any form or prepartion and if there is a chicken roasted then nothing like it.
Its one and one post that I wanted to do is done.
Music: Tere hontho ko salaam .... jinko choo jaane ko taarse se kai sagar kai jaam .... (A ghazal by Amit Khosla)
Showing posts with label Surat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Surat. Show all posts
17.12.07
6.2.07
About: Wonder kid.
I like to get up early but not on Mondays. I think the saddest week of the night is one on Sunday. Anyways the whole issue is there are a very few people willing to get through the grind first thing on the first day week. Especially if one had a long journey from home back to home. Dont be confused it is something other than from traversing from one room to another, I am talking cities here ... anways ...
The journey was tiring but then it is about how the world is small and things happen in weird ways.
One in billion.
One thing is for sure, millions dont count anymore here. I was travelling back from Mumbai to surat on "Flying Queen". My parents were sitting bang in front of a sitting compartment, a little 6 year old kid came to my father (I was a few rows back) my father just causal asked if he could recite some poem, a prompt reply came "Nah! I play the tabla" great my father said and just asked him to play something on the small foldable table, he then passed his briefcase and asked to play "Ek taal" he played it he asked to play a few things he did it with Panache of a pro. My mother enjoyed every bit. After half an hour or so he came back and gave him his "Visitng Card" which read his name and proclaimed him to be a limca book of records holder for being the youngest tabla player. The little kid was with his mother and granfather and was returning on his way back to Amritsar with a brief halt at Surat.
My father got in touch with his grandfather and he proudly showed us a small signature note book with words inscribed by the master Zakhir Hussain. Man at that time the littl kid was all over and runing around like a little kid. A program was organised last evening and lets just say he played like a total pro with no inhibition what so ever.
Meabwhile Surat is being blessed by some great foggy mornings and it is awesome. I will post some snaps of the little kid and some snaps which I took in the morning the next time.
The journey was tiring but then it is about how the world is small and things happen in weird ways.
One in billion.
One thing is for sure, millions dont count anymore here. I was travelling back from Mumbai to surat on "Flying Queen". My parents were sitting bang in front of a sitting compartment, a little 6 year old kid came to my father (I was a few rows back) my father just causal asked if he could recite some poem, a prompt reply came "Nah! I play the tabla" great my father said and just asked him to play something on the small foldable table, he then passed his briefcase and asked to play "Ek taal" he played it he asked to play a few things he did it with Panache of a pro. My mother enjoyed every bit. After half an hour or so he came back and gave him his "Visitng Card" which read his name and proclaimed him to be a limca book of records holder for being the youngest tabla player. The little kid was with his mother and granfather and was returning on his way back to Amritsar with a brief halt at Surat.
My father got in touch with his grandfather and he proudly showed us a small signature note book with words inscribed by the master Zakhir Hussain. Man at that time the littl kid was all over and runing around like a little kid. A program was organised last evening and lets just say he played like a total pro with no inhibition what so ever.
Meabwhile Surat is being blessed by some great foggy mornings and it is awesome. I will post some snaps of the little kid and some snaps which I took in the morning the next time.
7.12.06
Blog: A fresh guard.
A lot has happened since I blogged last. God forbids but it seems like it has been forever since I last blogged. Aussies have got into winning ways. India seems to adapt well to the fact that they are poor travelers especially if it means going to face quality hostile bowling. Could anyone believe that Sachin Tendulkar would ever struggle for runs. But life is little more than a struggle be it a Warren Buffet goofing up some where or Amitabh Bachchan struggling for a hit in late nineties. They say nobody dies a virgin; life screws everyone. If u can't bear it then enjoy it. There are various version depending upon your geographic locality but crux is independent of latitudes and longitudes. It has about courage nothing else. the courage not to face the realm of beyond there horizon of thoughts but courage of control of oneself. He who mastered himself serves one and all.
I have seen, heard, known and gone through this many a times. The sun rises after the hour which is the darkest and perhaps the coldest. The last fortnight saw Indian Courts passing on judgment on three cases. The cases included Shibhu Soren, Navjot Singh Sidhu, Sanjay Dutt. Shibhu Soren is an activist, his activities are based on other side of law. He has been doing lot of looting and tings worst then that he also manged to get "elected" and also gained a Cabinet berth, beat that. Aristotle had said "the petty thievies are hanged the great once are elected for a public office." The institution of democracy is by the people of the people and for the people. I guess it is a journey not a destination. They say their is devil in the detail so lets not get there.
I was struggling to update a blog even though there was a lot to blog about. There was Ganguly was exclaimed a War hero for a 83 mean while Pathan just posted a 115*, Ganguly was out without scoring but hedge funds are claiming him to be in form meanwhile Greg Chappel are best friends. There is cricket and there are men who will talk it. The other day there was a discussion while going to car, someone exclaimed that if Ganguly goes consistent for six months he will be back as captain. I cited a little flaw, I said if he remains consistent, I was not writing off, I will be the last person who will write people off, Ganguly has been a very good One Day player, a brilliant finisher, his century assure India of a victory. He struggles in Tests coz he is not good enough to undergo a test of five day, where you may have to field for the first two days and then bet against your life and bat for three days or vice versa.
The whole point about Ganguly record can be pitted against Dravid both started international cricket on the same date. Dravid is perhaps as fit as anyone in the Indian team. His test record is know out of a large shadow called Tendulkar. I think this is turning out to be a cricket post again, more on Tendulkar later.
SNAP shot.
SNAP stands for Symbiosis Nation APtitude Test. This time my center is Surat this time, I have screwed up a little with the form so lets see. A few things needs to be brushed and some need things need to be dug up again, washed, cleaned and relinquished. The thoughts of CAT bitter or sweet can no longer be counted as an achievement of disaster of life, there is more in life. Anyways SNAP is tougher than CAT in the sense it has more questions and weird marking schemes. There is GK in that my natural forte. Then in SNAP there is more emphasis on logic and reasoning and things like those. Let see I would have said once but need to grind myself into it. Harder, further stronger.
Surat on a Sunday.
The city city of Surat is in bang in the middle of two big business centers Ahemdabad to the North and Mumbai to the South. Surat to is a big business center in itself. It is the Diamond Polishing center of not only India but perhaps of the world too. The Varachha Road is big and traffic logged. It is a big on Textile too, predominantly sarees. The people are friendly and will to welcome one and all. I dont think you will out of place in this city, at least I have not for past two and half years or so.
Sunday in Surat is all about taking the vehicle you own, and get to Dumas Beach, where there is nothing, I think a theme part will do great here lets see. The whole city is on bike and cars and if you are just two on a two vehicle u are likely to be hauled up by the Traffic Havaldar. Big Bazaar just opened a few days back. If u go there on Sundays you will feel like a Kumbh Mela but seeing the volume of the people there, it is not a mistake. That whole road is now a Retail road with three multiplexes, a Garden, Premier shops and some more Malls under construction. This road I am talking about is "Gaurav Paath". It is an 8 lane road and which stretches for nearly 6 to 8 kms a drive there is absolute pleasure provide it is not a Sunday.
I got some books for myself, Angels and Demons,. I have read it but only on a soft copy, Then a book by Naom Chomsky. Madhushalla is what Mom bought it is an absolute delight. It is a must read for everyone. I wonder if Abhishekh Bachchan has read what his Grand father wrote? I think he may have. :)
I have seen, heard, known and gone through this many a times. The sun rises after the hour which is the darkest and perhaps the coldest. The last fortnight saw Indian Courts passing on judgment on three cases. The cases included Shibhu Soren, Navjot Singh Sidhu, Sanjay Dutt. Shibhu Soren is an activist, his activities are based on other side of law. He has been doing lot of looting and tings worst then that he also manged to get "elected" and also gained a Cabinet berth, beat that. Aristotle had said "the petty thievies are hanged the great once are elected for a public office." The institution of democracy is by the people of the people and for the people. I guess it is a journey not a destination. They say their is devil in the detail so lets not get there.
I was struggling to update a blog even though there was a lot to blog about. There was Ganguly was exclaimed a War hero for a 83 mean while Pathan just posted a 115*, Ganguly was out without scoring but hedge funds are claiming him to be in form meanwhile Greg Chappel are best friends. There is cricket and there are men who will talk it. The other day there was a discussion while going to car, someone exclaimed that if Ganguly goes consistent for six months he will be back as captain. I cited a little flaw, I said if he remains consistent, I was not writing off, I will be the last person who will write people off, Ganguly has been a very good One Day player, a brilliant finisher, his century assure India of a victory. He struggles in Tests coz he is not good enough to undergo a test of five day, where you may have to field for the first two days and then bet against your life and bat for three days or vice versa.
The whole point about Ganguly record can be pitted against Dravid both started international cricket on the same date. Dravid is perhaps as fit as anyone in the Indian team. His test record is know out of a large shadow called Tendulkar. I think this is turning out to be a cricket post again, more on Tendulkar later.
SNAP shot.
SNAP stands for Symbiosis Nation APtitude Test. This time my center is Surat this time, I have screwed up a little with the form so lets see. A few things needs to be brushed and some need things need to be dug up again, washed, cleaned and relinquished. The thoughts of CAT bitter or sweet can no longer be counted as an achievement of disaster of life, there is more in life. Anyways SNAP is tougher than CAT in the sense it has more questions and weird marking schemes. There is GK in that my natural forte. Then in SNAP there is more emphasis on logic and reasoning and things like those. Let see I would have said once but need to grind myself into it. Harder, further stronger.
Surat on a Sunday.
The city city of Surat is in bang in the middle of two big business centers Ahemdabad to the North and Mumbai to the South. Surat to is a big business center in itself. It is the Diamond Polishing center of not only India but perhaps of the world too. The Varachha Road is big and traffic logged. It is a big on Textile too, predominantly sarees. The people are friendly and will to welcome one and all. I dont think you will out of place in this city, at least I have not for past two and half years or so.
Sunday in Surat is all about taking the vehicle you own, and get to Dumas Beach, where there is nothing, I think a theme part will do great here lets see. The whole city is on bike and cars and if you are just two on a two vehicle u are likely to be hauled up by the Traffic Havaldar. Big Bazaar just opened a few days back. If u go there on Sundays you will feel like a Kumbh Mela but seeing the volume of the people there, it is not a mistake. That whole road is now a Retail road with three multiplexes, a Garden, Premier shops and some more Malls under construction. This road I am talking about is "Gaurav Paath". It is an 8 lane road and which stretches for nearly 6 to 8 kms a drive there is absolute pleasure provide it is not a Sunday.
I got some books for myself, Angels and Demons,. I have read it but only on a soft copy, Then a book by Naom Chomsky. Madhushalla is what Mom bought it is an absolute delight. It is a must read for everyone. I wonder if Abhishekh Bachchan has read what his Grand father wrote? I think he may have. :)
Sitaron ke aage jhaan aur bhi hain;
Abhi ishq ke imtehaan aur bhi hain.
I think it sums it up why I haven't been able to blog.
Abhi ishq ke imtehaan aur bhi hain.
There are worlds beyond the faintest seen stars;
Love is yet to be completely tested.
Love is yet to be completely tested.
I think it sums it up why I haven't been able to blog.
7.9.06
Blog: From Blog Day to Today.
Time and flies.
Time flies so do flies. I am not trying to say flies are time. The point is time and flies both are irritating when they don't fly and make you look stupid and guilty and makes you wonder would the time fly if you were to read anything else on cyberspace.
The "result" of an event where there are lots of choices is the matter of choices and everyone has to live by his/her mistakes. I for example am often guilty of solving the right problems and then marking the answers wrong. Thats what I did one Novemeber morning in a classroom full of MBA aspirants. Anyways it has been all over and it had been one of my most enthralling, exuburent and self-satisfying days. The rest they may say is history. I dare not say so.
There is lot to blog about including a pending blog on Surat's floods. I think there is not aiota of what happenend as the streets as glistening and shinning clean although the traffic remains as chaotic as ever. The negative vibes which one got as soon as one entered the city from Varrachha Road are no where to be felt. The readers (especially the ladies) may not know the real significance of Varraccha Road. It is a road worth of all most 5 Billion Dollars. It is the diamond polishing and cutting center of the world. It is highly likely that every 4 out of 5 diamonds that one sees anywhere in the world might have made it's journey from a stone to a jewel, may have seen the face of Varrachha Road. It is all about a main road and hundreds of by lanes where thousands of hands work millions of hours to produce Billions.
I think I should take a little bit of pride in being an eyewitness to this. It is amazing.
Teachers Day/ Mother's Day.
The fifth day of September holds special importance in my life. It is teachers day and on this very fateful day my Mother celebrates her birthday day. After days of chaos and cleaning and whitewashing, I left office and reached the confines of home two hours later along with a small bouquest and cards for my mother. My tired parents expected me and were indeed happy for being at home. A late dinner followed by a snap ended the day.
The teachers Day is also special and remained so till the last one which I we celebrated in college. It use to fun. All of us somewhere have come against teachers which we felt amazing and some of those were emm not so amazing. There were some who commanded respect and others who came forward in camraderie. The days were so amazing and fun filled. The teacher idea remains as old as time. The role of the teacher is to diminish the feaar (mainly due to wrong notations) and induced interest by making things fun. The teachers have played such a big part in all our lives. May the heavens shower peace on them.
A lot of cricket controversies have taken place. I wish the weekend provides an opportunity to update along with two tags. I am looking forward to the "switch" to Blogger Beta. I hope thats is in place as soon as possible.
Time flies so do flies. I am not trying to say flies are time. The point is time and flies both are irritating when they don't fly and make you look stupid and guilty and makes you wonder would the time fly if you were to read anything else on cyberspace.
The "result" of an event where there are lots of choices is the matter of choices and everyone has to live by his/her mistakes. I for example am often guilty of solving the right problems and then marking the answers wrong. Thats what I did one Novemeber morning in a classroom full of MBA aspirants. Anyways it has been all over and it had been one of my most enthralling, exuburent and self-satisfying days. The rest they may say is history. I dare not say so.
There is lot to blog about including a pending blog on Surat's floods. I think there is not aiota of what happenend as the streets as glistening and shinning clean although the traffic remains as chaotic as ever. The negative vibes which one got as soon as one entered the city from Varrachha Road are no where to be felt. The readers (especially the ladies) may not know the real significance of Varraccha Road. It is a road worth of all most 5 Billion Dollars. It is the diamond polishing and cutting center of the world. It is highly likely that every 4 out of 5 diamonds that one sees anywhere in the world might have made it's journey from a stone to a jewel, may have seen the face of Varrachha Road. It is all about a main road and hundreds of by lanes where thousands of hands work millions of hours to produce Billions.
I think I should take a little bit of pride in being an eyewitness to this. It is amazing.
Teachers Day/ Mother's Day.
The fifth day of September holds special importance in my life. It is teachers day and on this very fateful day my Mother celebrates her birthday day. After days of chaos and cleaning and whitewashing, I left office and reached the confines of home two hours later along with a small bouquest and cards for my mother. My tired parents expected me and were indeed happy for being at home. A late dinner followed by a snap ended the day.
The teachers Day is also special and remained so till the last one which I we celebrated in college. It use to fun. All of us somewhere have come against teachers which we felt amazing and some of those were emm not so amazing. There were some who commanded respect and others who came forward in camraderie. The days were so amazing and fun filled. The teacher idea remains as old as time. The role of the teacher is to diminish the feaar (mainly due to wrong notations) and induced interest by making things fun. The teachers have played such a big part in all our lives. May the heavens shower peace on them.
A lot of cricket controversies have taken place. I wish the weekend provides an opportunity to update along with two tags. I am looking forward to the "switch" to Blogger Beta. I hope thats is in place as soon as possible.
8.8.06
About: Floods in Surat
A few months back.
Yesterday.I am away from the city of Surat while my folks are "safe" and sound in the surrounds of compounds of the colony of the company my father works for. The term safe means the situation is under control and there is no need to press the panic button but the water is gushing in and the worst is feared to come yet so situation may get to no ones surprise. The floods have definetly thrown the city of out of gear and there can't be much damage analysis untill the waters recede. the situations is worst because of water being dispersed from a dam called Ukai which is Tapi's upstream. The rains have eased considerably since last 12 hours.
I am sitting pretty at my office and there are no concern around what-so-ever. I will try and keep this posted. Please don't spread any panic buttons.
I am sitting pretty at my office and there are no concern around what-so-ever. I will try and keep this posted. Please don't spread any panic buttons.
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