Monday, August 18, 2008

The Hyderabadi Connection...

Long time since I wrote...Maybe its Hyderabad which inspires me to write...or maybe its the situation I get myself into when I am stationed here...So here I am...in Hyderabad...and its the last night...well I wasnt in a mood to write...but then I dont have anything else to do...So what did I do all these days? I traveled a lot in the past two weeks...Why? The answer...A last minute decision...I almost had made my mind to drop a year and try my luck at some better University in the US which also considers me for some scholarship, but when I started putting things down logically, with figures coming out, I saw it was quite impractical. As confused as I always am, took the ICAS (read International Centre for Applied Sciences) brochure into my hands, went through it, started searching for the email which invited me for admission...and shit...the last date they gave to me was 25th of August, but something told me I could still make, so tried calling them...you know what the toll free numbers which those Manipal people provide you with...they really suck...you just cannot connect, so asked a friend at Manipal to gather some information about the closing dates and procedures...and 11th August it was...so me checked the calendar...3 days in hand...started searching for the routes...Not many options I had...but whatever it was...the worst part was...I had to start on the same day...had to get the draft ready...fuckers they take the full 1st year fee at one go and I guarantee its more than any other engineering college in India...a whopping 300 thousand...add another 100 thousand for the hostel...fools like me pay that amount for a good for nothing college at a good for nothing place...There was almost no time left for reservations...and the route plan...I first needed to board a train to Vishakhapatnam...and another to Bangalore with a two hours difference...then had to kind of spend the day at Bangalore and then move forward to Manipal taking a Bus. My train was at 2300 hours, called the railway enquiry at 2200 hours, the system said that the train was 40 minutes behind the schedule, later I wasnt able to connect to the enquiry as the phone lines and my internet connection were murdered by the heavy rain. I had asked a friend of mine to drop me to the station, I was at the station on time...then I discovered that the train was like 2 hours late...fuck I said...I was going to miss my connecting train, atcha by the way I just had bought a general ticket for this train and was hoping the TTE's co operation, and the connecting train I was put on the wait list...12th on it...as an Indian I am always hopeful, so decided waiting for the train, time was moving like a snail...it was 0100 hours, but the train was nowhere near my town, waited till 0130 and then decided to cancel my connecting ticket, so called up DIDI...asked her to log on to the internet reservation website and cancel the ticket...I was on the phone while She was canceling, at the end...we couldnt cancel it, we came to know that the website was only active till 2300 hours, another disappointment, I didnt bother, but I felt something peculiar with DIDI's voice, asked Her about it and She said that She was quite sick, so sick that She had skipped office, which She rarely does...this statement made my condition even worse, DIDI is unwell...shit...after the call, I was like sitting at the station thinking what to do and then...suddenly...the train arrived...I rushed to the TTE thinking I still had chances, asked him for a reservation in any of the compartments...and the motherfucker denied bluntly, I kept my requests on...there were 3-4 dozen of people who were doing the same, at last, I offered him a thousand bucks bribe to just give me reservation in the Sleeper compartment, you know I was impatient, everything was going the wrong way...and the big news...DIDI was sick...now how could I bear it all at once...and then his denial, shit...checked the General compartment, you know what...people were hanging out of it, couldnt step in...so changed my direction to Home, it was almost 0300 when I reached back, planned another way, needed to take the train for Bhubaneswar at 0600 and then another to Chennai at 2245 hours, tried sleeping, but couldnt, my joints were aching like hell...and then the tension...DIDI's condition, now what to do...the thought of DIDI was making me more gloomy...fought all those feelings and boarded the train to Bhubaneswar, it took some 5 hours to reach Bhubaneswar...Went to an uncle's place, rested for while...yes m not kidding I slept for some hours, but all those thoughts of DIDI being sick just haunted me when I was in senses, had booked the Chennai tickets when I was in the train, Jasjar really helps in such situations; from Bhubaneswar, called up DIDI, came to know Her state had worsened, I almost forgot that I was going to this college, I dont know how but my mind said that I was headed Hyderabad to DIDI, coming out of the virtual world, reached the station on time, the train was lagging....30minutes, it were real 30 minutes, not the railways 30 minutes...so I was in the train by 2320, almost made my mind to head to Hyderabad from Chennai, called up Mummy, she said, it would just take 2 days, then I can go, probably she didnt understand how I was feeling, called up DIDI again, She didnt lift the phone...which indicated that She might have slept...after that I caught some sleep, not long...just for 2 hours, it was dreamless , and then I just woke up, tried sleeping back but couldnt, the temperature inside the compartment was a bit low...a bit uncomfortable even with the blankets, so moved out of it, opened the doors and was just gazing outside, there came some stations, I stepped in and out, then came this one, it seemed quite big...didnt bother to read the name, just had one thing in mind...you all know...so just couldnt think anything else, moved some compartments forward and bought a cup of coffee, asked a TTE who also was buying a cup, when was the train going to leave, he said something in some language, I said sorry...he then said "The train is moving man!", I started running back to my compartment with the train speeding, threw the cup and jumped to the handles of the train...and to my surprise someone had locked the doors, I said...shit...I am going to die now, wont be able to see DIDI...started hitting the heavy doors, but of no use, all this time I was looking sideways, some people on the platform made some indications which I didnt quite understand, after a few seconds, when I looked towards the door, I realized that they were never locked, they were just shut, it was perhaps the weight which made me feel that they were locked, oh, I got in, saved my life. After getting in, I got back to the thoughts and started gazing outside...I think it was 0500, when I went back and slept...the whole day passed quite fast, I dont know how. Reached Chennai at 1730, and my train to Mangalore was at 2015, so had quite some time, had called DIDI, Her conditions didnt improve, She had visited the hospital, throat infection...some anti biotic prescribed, though I didnt feel relieved, I was hoping that She will get back to normal. Called up some friends at Chennai, but we werent able to meet due to the time constraint. I went to Spencer Plaza; it was probably the only place I knew there. While going to the SP, though it wasnt at much distance, I for the first time felt how small Hyderabad was, SP...I tell you it is so confusing, with its size and so so so many stalls, I just cannot locate anything there, bought a few things for DIDI as Raksha Bandhan day, the most special day in the year for me was just a few days ahead, well, I actually dont need reasons to shop for DIDI. Got back to the station, bought some burgers, got into the train...called DIDI, She didnt lift, so called Badi Mummy, she said, the medicines did not work...I was really blank then, restless it made me, I just wanted to be with DIDI at any cost...the following night...obviously...sleepless...not even a single minute of sleep...it again crept. Reached Mangalore the following day at 1130, now Manipal is some 65kms, but the condition of the roads made it a two hours journey, it was raining heavily, when I inquired I came to know that there was this Bus strike, and I just could not move to Manipal before evening, but wasting of that huge chunk of time was something I couldnt afford, even though I had very limited funds, I decided to take a taxi, I had to finish things fast and get to DIDI, She needed support, well called Her, and the reply was a bit positive, some indications of improvement, at least I could breathe now. So I started for Manipal, with heavy rains. Then suddenly the car got its wiper broken mid way...problems after problems...windshield was almost opaque, side windows were the only possible options to look at the road, we were moving very slow, btw the whole route from Mangalore to Manipal is a nature lovers paradise...not my type though. Okay, at last I made it to Manipal by 1500, I was in one piece. First thing I did...book tickets for the first Bus to Bangalore as there was no direct transport to Hyderabad. I really didnt bother if the admissions required one more day, I just couldnt stay, DIDI is more important. But fortunately, my increased speed made it possible on that very day, though some Hostel procedures couldnt get completed. Well let me tell you how the college is...crowd...the best I ever saw...I mean the people were just awesome...in all aspects...campus was good enough...the Hostel which I am going to stay in...I wasnt able to see, time didnt permit, though people said, it would be Asia's highest hostel when completed (some parts were under construction), but a disappointment...no LAN...just the wifi...which really sucks, though you get unmatched connectivity throughout the town, its way too slow. I found that there was a Subway outlet at the food court...to my relief; at least we get green stuff in the 'rain forest'. So boarded the Bus later, called Badi Mummy, asked her about DIDI's condition...she said that DIDI had improved quite a lot, and then she quoted something at the end...one of DIDI's friend was now at DIDI's place to look after Her, it should have made me feel good, but I didnt, I smelt something wrong. Okay, whatever...I caught sleep, then got up mid way...and didnt sleep the rest of the way, there was this new uncomfortable feeling inside me now which was quite similar to the old insecure feeling. Reached Bangalore early in the morning, thinking no one would be awake, didnt call anyone, went to the Railway Station where they have Internet Booths which open early, checked for the trains, all were scheduled for the night, then checked the buses...all at night...finally booked a ticket for a late night train so that I dont reach Hyderabad too early, then called up a friend, who picked me up, went to his place, just didnt do anything...didnt even eat...didnt feel like...called up DIDI, She was quite well now...reminded her that I was reaching the next day, and then I was questioned about the place where I was going to stay, I just got blank, I said...You say...DIDI said her friend had come so a no entry for me...I just couldnt say anything because I just couldnt think...She disconnected, I took some time to realize what situation was it like...And I dont think anyone in this world can even approximate how I felt at that very moment, Blood Pressure really went down, I was feeling as if I will faint anytime. What to do now? Whom to share my feelings with...How can I say these thing to anyone...things which I couldnt say to anyone...I share it with DIDI, She is just everything to me...and when its about her whom to go to, I just couldnt hold it, so called Her again, I asked her please, is it so impossible for me to stay with You, She said you just cannot and said that She was going to the hospital so She couldnt talk now, disconnected again. The feelings I just wasnt able to hold, so I called Badi Mummy, and told her about it(I knew that Badi Mummy knew all these though she acted as if she didnt), you see it was not just Her friend coming to Her place, the thing was, She didnt want me to stay with Her, I know there are reasons, because no one in the world will ask an 8 years younger brother who traveled thousands of miles just for her sake to stay at a hotel just because a friend moved some blocks to look after. Reasons there are many, the lull which I described in the last post, She dosent like anything I do, She thinks I am a bit too Sentimental, Our interests dont meet, tot...my presence and personality is disliked...its unbearable for Her. But whatever, She is not checking me out, She is DIDI, my God, so even if all these problems exist, She should help me improve, but She never does, maybe She has stopped. Anyways, it hurts me more and more, more than anything else in the world...one more thing, She thinks I am a Psycho, because I am so extreme in loving Her, so I also scare Her. Once I felt like just dropping everything, why was I doing all these, I mean going to Hyderabad and stuff, but then the love for DIDI just shadows all other feelings. Sometimes you know, I presume things to be normal but they never are. Finally I came down to Hyderabad, had some works to finish, did all those, DIDI had called me in the evening, so checked into a Guest House near Her place, I was very tight on finances, I just couldnt afford the Guest House, still I had to. Went to see DIDI, I really felt sorry after seeing her, She was in real bad shape, I mean even after improving so much, you just by a glance could have seen how unwell She was, I forgot all my problems, You know when DIDI is around I just forget everything. And DIDI is a real diplomat, She acts as if nothing has happened although She knows how I might be feeling, actually She doesnt care. I didnt stay there for long as I knew She needed rest. I came back to my room and just started crying...it went for long and I dont know when did I sleep. DIDI said that She would meet me after a days gap on 15th, so the next day was very eventless, was in my room for almost the whole day, went out at the night to eat as I planned a fast the next day and the one following it, DIDI was going for a trip on 16th, so She wanted me to get the Rakhi tied on 15th itself. She knows how important Raksha Bandhan is to me; still She plans a trip on the same day...after the sickness. Whatever...15th was one of the most wonderful days, DIDI called me in the morning itself, then asked me to break the fast as She doesnt like it, I felt bad, but still, it were DIDI's words so I had to comply. We spent a very good time together, at the end of the day, I asked DIDI if She was leaving the next day, why not get the Rakhi tied the next day...early in the morning...She just rejected, I didnt quite understand what the problem was, I would have felt a bit better, but well who cares, Everyone wants to hurt me more and more, DIDI just rejects all my appeals. After leaving I texted Her to leave the keys with the guard so that I can be at home (Her friend had left a long back), She didnt reply. I called Her a couple of times on 16th, but She didnt pick up, so I texted that we should at least talk on Rakha Bandhan Day, then called and She lifted, asked her about the Health and then about the keys, She was quite well and said that She had forgot to leave the keys...well...I knew it. She had promised that She would call me on Sunday after returning, so my fast was on...I didnt even drink water, I planned it for 16th but then I thought if DIDI was coming on 17th, why not break it in her presence, I also texted her asking if I could stay with Her on Sunday and Monday...Tuesday was my train so...well...She didnt reply again, I didnt even tell Her about the fast, as She dislikes it. But then when I didnt receive any calls from Her till 8 in the eve, I gave Her a call, Her phone was off, tried many times, it was off, so I called the landline, DIDI picked up...She said that it was not possible for Her to meet me that eve, so why not meet on Monday eve, She didnt even bring my stay to the topic, so I brought it, I asked can I come down, the answer as always was negative...I even said, that You leave according to the plans I will take the keys and will just stay, She said no it was not possible and that I come on Monday, I said it wont make any difference, I will have to pay my hotel bill, She said She will pay for that extra day...now I was numb, after just shown so much disgrace, how can you say anything. I even told her about the fast, I had to, She said I hate stuff like that but you still do it, break it now, so did the same. I came this morning, She promised that She will return early from office but She didnt. That was all of it. I am leaving tomorrow. Perhaps I would never make a good brother, such that even DIDI has some love for me. But I will keep trying. Wrote all these here just because I cannot say it to anyone. There is no other reason (DIDI, If You read, its the only reason, and yes You have all the rights to think I am a Psycho, but I will always deny it). And I am sorry if I, at some point of time, made you feel that I have evolved.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

For DIDI....

I thought for a long time but I wasnt able to decide a string to start with. DIDI, I just want you to know that I love you the most and no matter how things are or turn out to be, You will always be adored by me the most. These two years, what to say...well, I believe were the most special years of my life...and the one who made it so special is You. I still remember the very first time you came to meet me here, it was the 10th of June 2006 if I am not wrong. I had many things in mind which I wanted to do, but sometimes, things dont turn out your way. You do things thinking that they will do good, but sometimes, its those actions which destroy everything. Be it my wannabe character or be it the different set of priorities, all added up to erode my image more and more. I just wanted to cultivate an understanding, that was my first and only priority and I thought two years were enough. But when the period came to an end, I found nothing to be on the right track. It was even worse. Sometimes, it just takes some days for a bond to build up. But when you keep trying and still fail, you must understand that things are going the wrong way, my mistake, I realised it lately. I only had one thing in mind for the last few days, I desperately wanted things to be right, I wanted to bridge those gaps. I was a stubborn. That was the reason of my elongated stay. But again I was wrong, the elongation of stay made it even more complicated. I tried all the things I could to bring a little happiness to You, but I failed again. I still dont understand why the environment turns lull when we are together. A tension persists everywhere, maybe I will understand it one day. I always thought that I was selfless, perhaps I was not, I had an expectation...I always wanted to change the way things are and I still believe they should be changed. Doing things with an expectation, that is what one shouldnt. I always wanted to see You scolding me, I always wanted You to care, I always wanted You to spend more and more time, I always wanted You to share those small happy moments, I always wanted to get free with you so that I can just speak anything. But well even you know how it is like, I cannot say, DIDI I need You to comfort me, I need to sit next to You for sometime, DIDI, please give me a hug. This is perhaps the reason why I write things to you instead of talking. I dont want anyone to be with me, I want no ones support, but without You I just cannot do anything. I am still, I know You could feel it, down, I desperately want your shoulder to cry. But again I know I need to compose it. Leaving Hyderabad in this situation was the last thing I could think of. I know things might seem to be right after I leave(I mean our relationship) but then you never know, because after this day, even if we meet or talk, it wont be for a long time, so even if things are not right, we can potray it to be. As you said that day, We will be in our own ways which probably will never meet, no one will care. So it will be like..hey how r things? fine...n stuff...it wont be anything more than that...but I will always want it to be more than that. This would only have been possible during my stay, after it, you wont even think about it..as I said...the lack of bond. Today I woke up at 7, I just kept staring at the sky, tried to recollect all those moments which made me happy with my two days hungry stomach. Everything just popped in, the day we went for a drive near necklace road, then didnt get tickets for corporate, the other day, I came home when you used to stay at Karkhana, the first day...we went to Barista. Lovely were those days. And I just cannot put everything here, I dont have that ability to translate things, because these feelings I just cannot explain.

DIDI, Thank you for everything. I am extremely sorry for my mistakes and for the elongation of my stay. I again want to say that I still and will love You the most. I am still desperate to stay for some more days, I really dont want to go, but I know you wont like it.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

The Trust Vote.

The Grand Final

Date : 22 July 2008

Venue : The Parliament of India


The Trust Vote..Its basically a process which enables the representatives of different areas of the country to cast their votes and choose a leader..thats the basic outline..just basic..its much more complex than that.


In India, there is this unsaid rule that the day you step into the political space, you have to leave all your moral values behind. As the snakes shed their skin, you need to shed your human soul. Eligibility Criteria..one needs to be a scoundrel.

So what kind of people do we see in the parliament?

I would say, there are broadly two kinds, one who are extremely rich and want to project themselves as the real leaders of the country..motive - changing the policy such that it favours their interests. The ones who belong to the other kind are the ones who have really seen what hard times are like..their motive is to reach the heights their counterparts are at.

What it results in?

Result - well..Amendments to the constitution which are not in national interest, Exploitation of national resources and power spree.

A bit off topic. Fine lets get back.


The Special session flagged off with.............allegations..allegations and more allegations..some members even brought big bags full of currency bills..they charged Mr.Amar Singh and the UPA of bribing them to cast vote in their favour. Again so illogical..Can the bills be traced that they came from this particular source??No..So what was the need of just trying to disrupt the process..if there was some strong evidence..they could directly have gone to the CBI or presented it then and there. This was followed by two adjournments resulting in a further delay. Whatever happened just contributed more and more to create a disbelief among people on Democracy. Everyone just had one problem..no one could see the other party in power..no one even wanted to see things in a larger perspective. Mr.Lalu jokingly said that everyone wanted to be the Prime Minister..Mr.Advani, Mayawati..even him but he was in no hurry! But Mayawati's statement was the best indeed, she said that the whole thing was a conspiracy against her and that the UPA and the NDA played it together to prevent the daughter of a 'Dalit' of becoming the Prime Minister. This is another trait found in Indian politicians, I dont know how they twist certain issues, but they can connect any damn thing in the world with wahtever they want, be assured..they atleast have certain talents. Everyone was speaking rubbish. And the Left..they joined hands with NDA hoping that they will form the government. What big misers they are. Are these people here to direct India to a better future..the events which took place on Tuesday dont indicate so. But finally it was the UPA which showed others what it was made from. Whatever it may be, be it bribing or a nexus or whatever, it proved that it was better from the lot. Mr. Manmohan Singh who was once called a 'Nikamma' and 'Weak' Prime Minister proved that he was not so 'weak' and in his statement he said that Mr. Advani at least 5 times tried to get the goverment down, he added that he didnt expect Mr.Advani to change his thinking at his 'ripe old age' but for his and India's sake Mr. Singh urged him to at least get his astrologers changed so that they get more accurate predictions. Now talking about the Deal Maker who was crowned the King maker after the victory, he said that it was the happiest day in his political career because both the 'Lals'(Advani and CPM) were 'destroyed'.
Can you see how powerful the USA are, they can shatter an economy without doing anything.
At the end of the day we have new promises coming from the PM and the FM that we are going to see better reforms. Yes we know what they mean.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

The First Post

Amar Singh is the name you will all hear if you accidentally switch to a news channel. And why shouldn't you? He is the man of the moment, he can single-handedly save the government from a fall in the largest democracy of the world. Now how can one call this a stable economy?
First..the government which was formed was a so called coalition between a dozen of useless political parties. How illogical can it be? What is a coalition? No two parties in UPA have the same list of priorities. It was a real hybrid, what should we call it, okay let me see..well how about a Socialistically and Secularly Capitalistic Communist government. WOW. After some four years of being a part of the ruling side, the communist part of the coalition suddenly realises that uniting into the UPA was one of their gravest mistakes and without taking anymore time they withdraw their support at a point of time when inflation and terrorism countrywide are at their highest thus making sure that the government falls and another alliance which our so called communists hated, have a very good chance of coming into power. Now..Mayday..mayday..the driving political party of the UPA sends an SOS to a party which it hated even more than the alliance in the opposition. Here comes the name of Amar Singh ji. No he is no minister, he is just nobody, what he is for namesake, he is the General Secretary of a party which lost its ruling power to a lady who is the face of Dalits and rides BMWs (a one man...sorry woman army again). So where does he get so much power from? Okay, well he gets a lot of media attention being a friend of a bankrupt movie star. Then he has a friend who is one of those filthy riches, the interest of whom Mr. Deal maker wants the government to look after. But..Hello..we still didnt get the answer..Where does he get all the power from? Its a mystery for me too. Can anyone tell me where is India heading? I mean this drift was solely based on a deal which has its pros and cons. I still dont understand what is so bad about it, why are we scared that the USA can exploit us. On one hand we say that we are this thousands of years old civilisation, we have our heritage, we have 'that' decision making ability, we although just 60 years old are matured enough to understand all the issues and then we are scared of getting exploited by a country which has less than 1/5th of our population. Isnt it a bit too messy. And when saving the government is not the issue, then the issues are even more amusing. The UPA..well it didnt get time from the 'Save the Government ' issue so it was not into many amusing things but it still by the proficiency of its Finance Minister, managed to loot the people in the name of tax and then make them bankrupt by getting the price of just every single thing inflated to an extent where even the people of Monaco will have to think twice. Then we make a defence budget of thousands of billions of dollars, more than one fourth the population of our country is below poverty line, they are unable to even eat two times a day. The previous coalition was even better, they passed their whole term just boosting the Hindu-Muslim drift. I am a Hindu by birth but I strongly oppose the demolition of Babri Masjid. Bloody they call themselves socialists. Our country is a secular one, then why the hell did that thing happen. There is no such strong evidence which testifies the existence of the Ram Temple or Ayodhya, but whatever it may be, even if the temple existed and the Muslims demolished and built a masjid, it was their will, it was in their interest, there was no such body called India at that point of time. That particular area was under Muslim rule so they just did what they wanted to because it was a Muslim state then. But India, its not a Hindu Nation, we are secular, how can one even think of blunders like this. And NDA say they did a lot.

The Constitution of India is an ancient one. People who drafted it had no experience to run a country and the country happens to be India which is one of the largest in areas and has the 2nd largest population. No other country can even match the problems which India faces, here everything is complex. People are not open so we cant even think of expanding. And keeping England in mind and framing a Constitution was just humbug. They are tiny, and then they are much evolved. We are ancient, using a "cool" lingo dosent evolve you.

We bloody people are like such fools, Cant we see whats happening. No, we are busy trying to get into IIT then do an MBA from London School of Economics, get a fat amount and then hey we are rich and happy. And even if we get involved in certain issues, they are the likes of Arushi Murder case. I still dont understand, who was she? Why the hell is the nation following the whole case so closely, facebook groups came up..so did orkut communities, hello..she was one little girl, thats it, its probably due to the media hype, they dont concentrate on issues which they really should. Do you know more than twenty five thousand people die every single year only in India cleaning our dirty pipelines, but did the news channels ever broadcast a single show on it. There is no masala. Its just plain truth that thousands of people die cleaning our toilets and we dont care, whom do we care then..Arushi, who was just no one to us. So who is going to look into all these issues then. The poor ones, most of them dont even know what a government is all about, it is just some glasses of cheap liquor on the 'something called Election day'. We at least, the educated ones should come up, take part in the national politics, think about reforms, make the national interest our interest, writing such blog posts or criticising the government wont do any good. At least fight for your rights, even our ancient constitution gives us the right against exploitation. Think of this now, when you are paid, the first thing you do is pay your tax, fine, the government took its part from your money. Then you go to a shop, you buy a commodity, you pay the tax again. What the hell is it? They already took a part of your earning, then why the hell are they taking it again. And well the commodity, when it comes from the manufacturer to the distributor, the government collects tax, then it comes to the whole seller, tax is collected again, then the shop keeper, again, and then finally us. So what happens is, the government almost collects an amount which is almost equal to the price we pay. And what does it do with that money. Well anyone in India can answer that, I dont have to utter a single word. So arent we getting exploited?

The Name.

Bridge over troubled water...what strikes your mind first? If you are into what I call good music, the answer is Simon and Garfunkel.

Naming a blog on a track that in no way has any relations to it..?? Well, it was this lazy weekend and I tell you it crawled in like a miserable cheetah. Me and a friend of mine were discussing some random issues. Then suddenly, I came up with the idea of setting up a pub..yes it was as idiotic as it can get. We checked out several biggies like Hard Rock Cafe and F Bar for a franchisee agreement. Then we joined ourselves in the 'Name It' quest. Bridge over troubled water was the first name we both thought of, and that was it. I mean what could prove to be a better name. Have a look at it again..Bridge over troubled water..meaningfully, its as precise as a tomahawk and aesthetically its brilliant.

So, when today I joined my counterparts in this new 'middle class' hype..blogging..I was simply clueless..what name? I dont know how thoughts flow, that very weekend came to my mind and I said why not..no one is going to read it any way.