Straight Angle™: Ruminating.....
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
In yesterday's morning mayhem, I forgot to make some posts, that I had thought over while in the bus...we have this room in our house here in Hyderabad, where it directly overlooks the railway station....though the whistling trains can be so irritating at 5' on sunday mornings, to have the rhythm of train is like having a nice little luluby...I like it...apart from that, there is a Gulmohar tree just at the back, with all red flowers...it is virtually without any leaves now and the entire tree is red...it is an awesome sight to watch early in the morning, when the yellow sun washes it..the divine brush giving it a peculiar collage...ohhh...it's a great sight...and to have it with the passing train at the background...simply superb...I had taken some 8-9 snaps of it in different angles and settings...but I couldn't load the photos here...I need to bring the camera and the installation CD for that...I had to ask Yashasvi or Chalapathy to load them for me into some photo sharing site...I will post them then..
The bus journeys to the office is quite an experience in itself...I get ample time to just drool over many things...I think Humans are just a reduced version of bovines....(4-2=2 legs, 2-2=0 horns, 1-1=0 tail..etc..etc)..Men get immense pleasure in ruminating the past...to excogitate it...mull over it again and again...thinking of immense possibilities of an event that had already happened....dream over the probabilities of past events drawing a decision tree in air....I am no exception...whenever I hear a song that is a tad older, I think oldiees are great numbers...the new ones pale in comparison...Why is that, men always think past is pleasant and the present terrible??...When someone asks me now about my school days, I often get really nostalgic and narrate amazing stories...but then back when I was in school, it was a hell to be in...tests, homeworks, assignments.....college was no exception...even PG was no exception..now, when I am out of college and into work, I think college days were the best days...but then, I really didnt like doing assignments and confirming to the requirements of the college...It is no joke, when people say "Ikkaraikku akkarai pacchai"....would only serve our purpose to understand that..
With Arun coming along to stay with me in Hyderabad, I think I am sort of getting into my engineering college days...he was one of the 5 in the gang and was really missing that gang...ofcourse the entire bunch is in Bangalore now...only me and Arun were in different places..Now we both are here, and we are planning to go to Devarajan's marriage on 29th...would have to work out the plan for it...would have to see if returning back from Trichy after marriage feasible...the mukurtham is a late one...at 9:30- 11:00, it is well past the cut-off time, I need to start from Trichy to catch the Hyd train at 4:30 at Chennai...would have to really squeeze time..but if I do go there, I would get a chance to meet up with the gang...it had been long since I met them...
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