Isn't it weird how your mind, your heart and the world seem to play tricks with you sometimes.. You have routines. You have procedures. Then suddenly, something comes up that redirects the flow, breaks the mould. You wonder how it happened, but it just did. And then, as suddenly as it arrived, it's gone again. And you're back to embracing monotony.
November of 2010 has been an unusual month. Apart from the freak weather, on a more personal level. So many things have happened for the first time for me. Yes, I was excited, but afraid at the same time. I was flying far, and would be in an all new world. The customs, the procedures, no they didn't really bother me. It was the fear of return to the place I come from, and know, not too well, because the more I come to know, the lesser I wish I did. But it all happened smoothly. I went. I saw. I drove. I had a good break, but was exhausted at the same time. For me, coming from a land where Tatas and Marutis are 3 out of 4 cars, it was an out-of-the-world experience to see Protons and Nissans flooding view. Yes, I drove amazing cars back to back on amazing (and not so amazing) roads, but I was amongst people with great traffic sense and respect for the rules. Something I was not at all used to. Overall, a great experience, and one I will never forget.
This year was a turning point. Not just for me, for my friends as well. There were some won, some lost, and yet more acquired. A wise one once said, people come into your life either for a reason, a season or a lifetime. They will come, and they will go. Sometimes, it's too soon to even notice, but sometimes, they stay a little longer, and then disappear, *just like that*. Then again, some stay on, and whether you realise or not, they're there. And always have been. Then again, it's those you see with your eyes closed that get your attention more than those you see with your eyes open. Cos when they're open, you're just lost looking into the crowd.
It takes some getting used to. And when I think about it, I guess I can never get used to it. I can't. I can't let go of people who have meant something to me at any point in my life. They can't just leave. If there was an altercation, or a bitter experience of some sort, those are different. But those who just, you know, go away, without warning, without intimation, or even without a clue. You just have to deal with it. Cos that makes the most sense amongst all your other options, which, sometimes, change with time. It's never a happy moment. Yes, the memories remain, but then again, sometimes, that's not good enough. It never is.
And then you hope. Hope leads to belief. Belief leads to patience. And patience is a virtue. Of course, not everyone has it. Me included. But yet, I tend to hope more, believe slowly, and be even less patient, but that's something that can be developed. What, with all the experience..
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
And then again..
Hope is the dream of a soul awake. (French proverb)
If you've seen M. Night Shyamalan's movie The Village, you will know what the quote below means, cos it was the most apt example I could find for it. In my opinion, the movie was okay, average even; though a concept interesting enough to make it different. However, the one scene that made me sit up, well up - a thrilling expression of hope and belief, and the joy of both when reality takes their side - is when he comes, takes her hand and pulls off the escape.
Hope is faith holding out it's hand in the dark. (George Iles)
Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
(Vaclav Havel)
Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man.
(Friedrich Nietzsche)
So I think I'll keep on walking, hoping for the best, but at the same time, expecting the worst. That way, I believe I will always be prepared, more or less..
If you've seen M. Night Shyamalan's movie The Village, you will know what the quote below means, cos it was the most apt example I could find for it. In my opinion, the movie was okay, average even; though a concept interesting enough to make it different. However, the one scene that made me sit up, well up - a thrilling expression of hope and belief, and the joy of both when reality takes their side - is when he comes, takes her hand and pulls off the escape.
Hope is faith holding out it's hand in the dark. (George Iles)
Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
(Vaclav Havel)
Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man.
(Friedrich Nietzsche)
So I think I'll keep on walking, hoping for the best, but at the same time, expecting the worst. That way, I believe I will always be prepared, more or less..
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sunscreen
Here's one post I had to make. It made me think, realise and appreciate.. I hope it has the same effect on all those who give it a read...
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97... wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
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(Mary Schmich - Chicago Tribune. Later converted into a song called "Sunscreen" by Baz Luhrmann.)
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97... wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance. Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
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(Mary Schmich - Chicago Tribune. Later converted into a song called "Sunscreen" by Baz Luhrmann.)
Life's Playlist...
You know when a song defines you - that minute, that very moment - and you smile and say to yourself, "This is it.. This is that song!" When your life seems like a song, you can sing along. You can see things happen. If it's a good thing, it keeps you smiling.. If it's a bad thing, you know the lyrics, try and figure out if you want it to end like the song, or do something yourself..
But not all people have some songs that actually define them; who they are, at that point in their life..
What I do now, is I list the songs that I feel have made an impact on my mind, since I was a little child, to the current definition of now -
The Sound Of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel (KG)
Blue - Mom (I)
Country Roads - John Denver (II)
Child In Time - Deep Purple (II/III)
July Morning - Uriah Heep (II/III)
Stayin Alive - Bee Gees (III)
Give It Away - RHCP (III)
Let's Get Rocked - Def Leppard (III/IV)
Garden Of Eden - GNR (IV)
Keep The Faith - Bon Jovi (V)
The Cult Of Snap - SNAP (V/VI)
Livin On A Prayer - Bon Jovi (VI)
The Fly - U2 (VI/VII)
Sad But True - Metallica (VII)
Someday I'll Be Saturday Night - Bon Jovi (VII)
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me - U2 (VII/VIII)
Ride The Lightning - Metallica (VIII)
These Days - Bon Jovi (VIII/IX)
Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys (X)
You're Still The One - Shania Twain (XI)
From This Moment On - Shania Twain (XI/XII)
I'd Love You To Want Me - Lobo (XII)
Everyday - Bon Jovi (XII)
In The End - Linkin Park (XII/FY)
American Badass - Kid Rock (FY/SY)
Scorched Earth Erotica - Cradle Of Filth (SY)
St.Anger - Metallica (SY/TY)
Hammer Smashed Face - Cannibal Corpse (TY)
Vermilion II - Slipknot (TY-05)
An Enemy Led The Tempest - Cradle Of Filth (04-06)
Wonderwall - Oasis (06-07)
Yellow - Coldplay (07-08)
The Glass Prison - Dream Theater (08-09)
The Four Horsemen - Metallica (09)
Jigsaw Falling Into Place - Radiohead (09-10)
Speed Of Sound (May-Aug 10)
Hey Ya - Obadiah Parker (Sep 10)
Wicked Game - HIM (Oct 10-Nov 10)
and then began the trance.. (Dec 10)
But not all people have some songs that actually define them; who they are, at that point in their life..
What I do now, is I list the songs that I feel have made an impact on my mind, since I was a little child, to the current definition of now -
The Sound Of Silence - Simon & Garfunkel (KG)
Blue - Mom (I)
Country Roads - John Denver (II)
Child In Time - Deep Purple (II/III)
July Morning - Uriah Heep (II/III)
Stayin Alive - Bee Gees (III)
Give It Away - RHCP (III)
Let's Get Rocked - Def Leppard (III/IV)
Garden Of Eden - GNR (IV)
Keep The Faith - Bon Jovi (V)
The Cult Of Snap - SNAP (V/VI)
Livin On A Prayer - Bon Jovi (VI)
The Fly - U2 (VI/VII)
Sad But True - Metallica (VII)
Someday I'll Be Saturday Night - Bon Jovi (VII)
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me - U2 (VII/VIII)
Ride The Lightning - Metallica (VIII)
These Days - Bon Jovi (VIII/IX)
Larger Than Life - Backstreet Boys (X)
You're Still The One - Shania Twain (XI)
From This Moment On - Shania Twain (XI/XII)
I'd Love You To Want Me - Lobo (XII)
Everyday - Bon Jovi (XII)
In The End - Linkin Park (XII/FY)
American Badass - Kid Rock (FY/SY)
Scorched Earth Erotica - Cradle Of Filth (SY)
St.Anger - Metallica (SY/TY)
Hammer Smashed Face - Cannibal Corpse (TY)
Vermilion II - Slipknot (TY-05)
An Enemy Led The Tempest - Cradle Of Filth (04-06)
Wonderwall - Oasis (06-07)
Yellow - Coldplay (07-08)
The Glass Prison - Dream Theater (08-09)
The Four Horsemen - Metallica (09)
Jigsaw Falling Into Place - Radiohead (09-10)
Speed Of Sound (May-Aug 10)
Hey Ya - Obadiah Parker (Sep 10)
Wicked Game - HIM (Oct 10-Nov 10)
and then began the trance.. (Dec 10)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Wake up.
No. No. I want not. I don't need people telling me that I have to do something, when they are well aware that it would only lead to more complications. Reckless abandon notwithstanding, here I are.
Why is the system more important than the purpose?
Why is the destination more important than the journey?
Why can't those who teach, learn themselves?
Why must we endure from others what they wouldn't want from us?
Why is belief solely dependent on the senses?
Nightmares are the reason we wake up screaming..
Dreams are the reason we wake up every morning.
Why is the system more important than the purpose?
Why is the destination more important than the journey?
Why can't those who teach, learn themselves?
Why must we endure from others what they wouldn't want from us?
Why is belief solely dependent on the senses?
Nightmares are the reason we wake up screaming..
Dreams are the reason we wake up every morning.
More
God made all things, they say..
Well-crafted in his own way..
But there's always scope for improvement,
by far..
God made the skyline..
Nissan, the GT-R!
Well-crafted in his own way..
But there's always scope for improvement,
by far..
God made the skyline..
Nissan, the GT-R!
And by the prayer..
He was killed. The world didn't accept Him. Amongst others who proclaim themselves greater; and to some others, maybe truly are. But futile not is He.
Like the prayer goes, He died, and was buried. But He will rise again. Greater than ever. His glory will set free this forsaken world. When the world itself seems like it will collapse within the rot it has generated over recent times. A savior shall come. Once again.
It is known, GM have retained rights for all versions of the HUMMER brand.
Like the prayer goes, He died, and was buried. But He will rise again. Greater than ever. His glory will set free this forsaken world. When the world itself seems like it will collapse within the rot it has generated over recent times. A savior shall come. Once again.
It is known, GM have retained rights for all versions of the HUMMER brand.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Make. Believe..
You make me laugh..
You make me cry..
You make me smile
and wonder why..
I'm happy to see you,
yet sad to know,
just minutes from now
you'll have to go..
And when you leave
I shall be sad..
Then thoughts of again
shall make me glad..
Yet, how long, I ask,
must this I endure?
And my mind fills with thoughts
and then images are conjured..
Questions will always
just keep coming by..
I wonder how in this ocean,
can life seem so dry..
What we see as an ocean
is merely a lake.
For in the eyes of the maker
it's just one more take..
More people will enter,
and yet more will leave..
But this is no audition. This is life
and it is what you believe..
P.S. Thank you Sony, for the great title.
You make me cry..
You make me smile
and wonder why..
I'm happy to see you,
yet sad to know,
just minutes from now
you'll have to go..
And when you leave
I shall be sad..
Then thoughts of again
shall make me glad..
Yet, how long, I ask,
must this I endure?
And my mind fills with thoughts
and then images are conjured..
Questions will always
just keep coming by..
I wonder how in this ocean,
can life seem so dry..
What we see as an ocean
is merely a lake.
For in the eyes of the maker
it's just one more take..
More people will enter,
and yet more will leave..
But this is no audition. This is life
and it is what you believe..
P.S. Thank you Sony, for the great title.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Lessons
It happens at times. You walk as you have for many years. You see the same things everyday. You wish they were different. They change with you. Over the years. Like the kid seeing the caterpillars everyday, and then a little older seeing butterflies.
Sometimes you wish you had stayed in touch. To watch the caterpillar grow, then get caught up in itself. Then break free. Sometimes, you wonder how and why you didn't bother to step closer, and just stay there. Things change rapidly at times, while at times the transition is unbearable. But the better is always out there, and that makes the bad seem good. Which is what this is all about. Making the best of what we have, in this moment, and we find what grieves us, or then again, realise if it was just a notification, telling us that something great has just happened, or is going to happen. We all realise it at some point, it's just that some do it a tad too late. What is important is that we realise what that is, and what we are supposed to be aware of as we grow, transitioning from little worms that we all are, then going into the cocoon, and finally breaking free.
Like I said before, we learn something everyday. We just need to realise what that lesson is. Then again, some days, we learn a lot in one go, and try to hold onto as much as humanly possible. Each lesson learned is important. Everytime I think about something that bothered me ages ago, my thoughts aren't the same, and neither my reactions. I'm happy to pick and choose lessons, apart from also realising there are things I've learned that I should've learned a long time ago, but then again, better late than never.
Today, I made a new friend. An old friend I should've had a long time ago.
Sometimes you wish you had stayed in touch. To watch the caterpillar grow, then get caught up in itself. Then break free. Sometimes, you wonder how and why you didn't bother to step closer, and just stay there. Things change rapidly at times, while at times the transition is unbearable. But the better is always out there, and that makes the bad seem good. Which is what this is all about. Making the best of what we have, in this moment, and we find what grieves us, or then again, realise if it was just a notification, telling us that something great has just happened, or is going to happen. We all realise it at some point, it's just that some do it a tad too late. What is important is that we realise what that is, and what we are supposed to be aware of as we grow, transitioning from little worms that we all are, then going into the cocoon, and finally breaking free.
Like I said before, we learn something everyday. We just need to realise what that lesson is. Then again, some days, we learn a lot in one go, and try to hold onto as much as humanly possible. Each lesson learned is important. Everytime I think about something that bothered me ages ago, my thoughts aren't the same, and neither my reactions. I'm happy to pick and choose lessons, apart from also realising there are things I've learned that I should've learned a long time ago, but then again, better late than never.
Today, I made a new friend. An old friend I should've had a long time ago.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
And I pray... again..
Our Hummer
who art in GM
Hallowed be thy name
thy terrain come
thy will be done
on road as it is in GM
Give us this day
our daily torque
and forgive us our wheelspins
as we forgive those drift against us
and lead us not into sand bogging
but deliver us from powerloss
Amen.
who art in GM
Hallowed be thy name
thy terrain come
thy will be done
on road as it is in GM
Give us this day
our daily torque
and forgive us our wheelspins
as we forgive those drift against us
and lead us not into sand bogging
but deliver us from powerloss
Amen.
And I pray...
I believe in God,
the Hummer almighty,
creator of power and torque.
I believe in the H1 Alpha,
his only son by far..
He was conceived by the power of AM General
and born of General Motors.
He suffered under unclean petrol,
was discontinued, dead, but not forgotten.
He descended into the records.
On the third day, he rose again,
he ascended into GM and
is seated at the right hand of a V8
He will come again
to judge the petrolheads and the diesel buffs.
I believe in diesel,
the 6.6 TDi V8,
the 300 brake horse power,
the 71kgm of torque,
the 37" tires,
and life everlasting..
Amen.
the Hummer almighty,
creator of power and torque.
I believe in the H1 Alpha,
his only son by far..
He was conceived by the power of AM General
and born of General Motors.
He suffered under unclean petrol,
was discontinued, dead, but not forgotten.
He descended into the records.
On the third day, he rose again,
he ascended into GM and
is seated at the right hand of a V8
He will come again
to judge the petrolheads and the diesel buffs.
I believe in diesel,
the 6.6 TDi V8,
the 300 brake horse power,
the 71kgm of torque,
the 37" tires,
and life everlasting..
Amen.
Climbing Clouds
Who are you? I reach out. Her silhouette against the bright, near full moon is all I can see.. Long hair, flowing gown and eerie look apart, I try hard to catch a glimpse of her face.
There was a time this was so easy. Firstly, it wasn't night, there was no moon wreaking havoc with my powers of identification and certainly no silhouette to deal with. It had happened before. But now, from all the faces I've seen, and people I've longed for, there is this one silhouetted figure against the moon. On my darkest night, this scenario has been my only source of light. Even as she turns, her face I see not, though the glint in her eyes says all I need to hear. I know not her voice. I see not her face. It haunts me, again. I long. I crave. I imagine, but I fear as I do. That which I desire the most I will seek out, and may or may not end up disappointed. But disappointment is the least of my worries now.
I know not patience as a close friend. Only in times of comfort do we toast. Yet in jest we try, have our own little test. I lose, badly, every time. I laugh, every time. Because then, every second longer I dare, and am capable of holding on, I pride myself knowing that I did. I can. I just don't want to. And when I realise that. It pains me. Why? Why must I wait again? The answer is in my head, my mind is okay. My brain is okay. Yet this screech from within, as my heart claws up the nerve to my brain, etching marks, like nails on a blackboard, I can't help but hear, divert thoughts, and cringe with the pain I hear and the sound I feel..
"Walk", I say. And then I look around. The cloud has disappeared. I get up, and walk. Look ahead, with my eyes, and not my mind. It's easier that way, even if it's only for a few seconds, and then I'm walking in my clouds again. Lost as ever.
There was a time this was so easy. Firstly, it wasn't night, there was no moon wreaking havoc with my powers of identification and certainly no silhouette to deal with. It had happened before. But now, from all the faces I've seen, and people I've longed for, there is this one silhouetted figure against the moon. On my darkest night, this scenario has been my only source of light. Even as she turns, her face I see not, though the glint in her eyes says all I need to hear. I know not her voice. I see not her face. It haunts me, again. I long. I crave. I imagine, but I fear as I do. That which I desire the most I will seek out, and may or may not end up disappointed. But disappointment is the least of my worries now.
I know not patience as a close friend. Only in times of comfort do we toast. Yet in jest we try, have our own little test. I lose, badly, every time. I laugh, every time. Because then, every second longer I dare, and am capable of holding on, I pride myself knowing that I did. I can. I just don't want to. And when I realise that. It pains me. Why? Why must I wait again? The answer is in my head, my mind is okay. My brain is okay. Yet this screech from within, as my heart claws up the nerve to my brain, etching marks, like nails on a blackboard, I can't help but hear, divert thoughts, and cringe with the pain I hear and the sound I feel..
"Walk", I say. And then I look around. The cloud has disappeared. I get up, and walk. Look ahead, with my eyes, and not my mind. It's easier that way, even if it's only for a few seconds, and then I'm walking in my clouds again. Lost as ever.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Under the bridge.
Some bridges are built over vast waterbodies and take several years and efforts. But then again, there are some bridges that are built on dry land; and one day, water just begins to flow from underneath.
Someone once said, "Build bridges, not walls.." It's the way to go. Connect. Explore. Share.
Someone once said, "Build bridges, not walls.." It's the way to go. Connect. Explore. Share.
The Sound Of Hope
Again. This wooden shed. On the edge of the cliff. Relentlessly bashed by the waves, over, over and over again. Yet, so strong, it holds it's ground, or whatever it is it's standing on. The wood looks weak, and worn, maybe that's cos it is. But yet, not a single wave manages to knock it off, or better yet, break it apart entirely, soaking all that is contained within with it's intense torrent. Yet, with every single wave, a slight spray, nay, a drop manages to cling on to the wood. And then, seeping through, it manages to pass it's wooden wall, finding it's way through, and then dripping onto the parchness that remains confined in this shed. Eagerly absorbing every nearly satisfying drop, from every other wave that manages to knock on the walls hard enough.
Drop by drop, no, there's no bucket here, and even if there was, there's not just one place the drops fall from. It's dark. Too dark to see...anything. Where the drop will fall next is impossible to tell. At times, vague spots of daylight manage to filter through, but the waves block it out almost immediately.
Parched, shriveling and yearning for a drop more, this shed stays strong. Not displaying the occupant it holds so silently within. With no knowledge of how to speak, the urge to scream is unfathomable, yet, remains supressed for want of a vent. Somehow, somewhere, someone will hear this faint wisp of pure, unadulterated desperation for belonging. Maybe just outside. Maybe just feel the water. Get struck once by a wave so strong. Feel the intensity of what it has to offer. Not fall off the cliff and struggle to swim. Not drown. Not anything. Just one wave. Strong enough to knock over the shed. Shatter the wood. Set the bereaved occupant free. Just one wave. One wave. One.
Drop by drop, no, there's no bucket here, and even if there was, there's not just one place the drops fall from. It's dark. Too dark to see...anything. Where the drop will fall next is impossible to tell. At times, vague spots of daylight manage to filter through, but the waves block it out almost immediately.
Parched, shriveling and yearning for a drop more, this shed stays strong. Not displaying the occupant it holds so silently within. With no knowledge of how to speak, the urge to scream is unfathomable, yet, remains supressed for want of a vent. Somehow, somewhere, someone will hear this faint wisp of pure, unadulterated desperation for belonging. Maybe just outside. Maybe just feel the water. Get struck once by a wave so strong. Feel the intensity of what it has to offer. Not fall off the cliff and struggle to swim. Not drown. Not anything. Just one wave. Strong enough to knock over the shed. Shatter the wood. Set the bereaved occupant free. Just one wave. One wave. One.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Why..
For all the times we feel that we are lonely.
We walk on and always seem to look back.
But just because we do,
don't mean we ain't on the right track..
It's okay to doubt. It's okay to cry.
We're only human, so don't ask why..
Bad things happen,
when you most needed to try.
But you keep going,
cos it's the only way you'll fly..
The world out there is crazy
or maybe it's just me...
Trying to keep up with the frenzy,
I can't let things just be..
There's so much more to life
I believe, I know, I see..
And what I also know
is that it's all up to me..
We walk on and always seem to look back.
But just because we do,
don't mean we ain't on the right track..
It's okay to doubt. It's okay to cry.
We're only human, so don't ask why..
Bad things happen,
when you most needed to try.
But you keep going,
cos it's the only way you'll fly..
The world out there is crazy
or maybe it's just me...
Trying to keep up with the frenzy,
I can't let things just be..
There's so much more to life
I believe, I know, I see..
And what I also know
is that it's all up to me..
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Love - with no strings attached.
That, is the tagline for the movie Kites - a movie so amazing, so well-made, so ahead of it's time by Indian standards - it drew gruesome reviews from a bunch of journalists who only know left and right, black and white. Geez, I surprised myself there, I only thought of my created cube back then. But this, the color spectrum, there are 42.9 billion ways to see things - and that's not a random number mind you.. It's 2 raised to the power 32.
Enough of that. What I saw in the movie, what I realised. No interrupting songs, no unnecessary ancillary footage, just the point. One key point that went through my head during the shadow puppet scene, was that languages are such a barrier. There are infinite ways of expressing yourself - actions, music, nature, or just plain facial expressions. Life does not need to be defined within a set of boundaries, it's only when you truly break free that you live. More so about love. If you see love within a pre-defined notion - you'll never know what it truly is. There's billions of other ways to see things, and I'm glad I have chosen to do so.
Kudos to the Roshans. I appreciate all the efforts they have made in creating a masterpiece of Indian cinema. Too bad, the masses won't appreciate it, but then again, even art isn't. Show an average movie goer a Porsche 911 Turbo, and he'll say, "What, just two seats?" Where will my father-in-law and his grandfather sit?". Yes. Porsche didn't think of that either. And they never will. Because they don't have to.
Completely off-topic again. But hey, a work of art, will always have it's share of appreciators. There is art in everything, you just need to capture it the right way.
Enough of that. What I saw in the movie, what I realised. No interrupting songs, no unnecessary ancillary footage, just the point. One key point that went through my head during the shadow puppet scene, was that languages are such a barrier. There are infinite ways of expressing yourself - actions, music, nature, or just plain facial expressions. Life does not need to be defined within a set of boundaries, it's only when you truly break free that you live. More so about love. If you see love within a pre-defined notion - you'll never know what it truly is. There's billions of other ways to see things, and I'm glad I have chosen to do so.
Kudos to the Roshans. I appreciate all the efforts they have made in creating a masterpiece of Indian cinema. Too bad, the masses won't appreciate it, but then again, even art isn't. Show an average movie goer a Porsche 911 Turbo, and he'll say, "What, just two seats?" Where will my father-in-law and his grandfather sit?". Yes. Porsche didn't think of that either. And they never will. Because they don't have to.
Completely off-topic again. But hey, a work of art, will always have it's share of appreciators. There is art in everything, you just need to capture it the right way.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Moonrays.
As I woke up in the morning,
and opened my eyes
to the new day dawning..
I failed to realise
what for me the day was preparing..
Sun rays hit my blinding eyes..
Pure as ever, never in disguise..
Off to work, the last day of the week..
Happy I am for the cars I drive,
and the people to whom I speak.
The day would be long, that I knew..
Little did I know, the evening in store,
is only enjoyed by a few..
For that night, I met someone new..
Her smile was sweet and and her eyes were true..
I knew nothing of it,
and laughed along the way..
But my smiles and laughter,
had a lot more to say..
The eve went well and dinner was great..
What I missed was the smiling face of fate.
Late at night, my phone made a familiar sound,
but what I read, made me almost dance around..
I mention not that single line..
that in four little words would define..
the change of a lifetime, so awaited..
I closed my eyes, with a breath so bated.
Sunday, so aptly named, came along..
To a new friend's home, for lunch we would throng..
The people I met, made my day..
So many new faces, I knew were going to stay..
Off in the rain, amidst laughs and tears,
new friends were made, and conquered were fears..
Driving from one end of town to the other we were..
But twas so much fun, as I shifted up a gear..
The evening progressed ever so pleasantly..
From hard rock to soundtracks, ever so lively..
I'd forgotten not those four little words..
I wished to make them so much more revered..
Confused I was, in these matters, an illiterate soul..
Working up courage, I decided to roll..
ATM vestibule talk apart,
I let go of my mind,
and thought with my heart..
Out on the balcony, wet from the rain..
The pressure of the moment driving me insane..
I looked up at the sky, and saw the moon.
Hidden behind the clouds, bright,
like a midnight afternoon..
From behind those, came rays so bright..
Twas so beautiful, everything felt right..
Moonrays, I'd never seen them before..
I guess they only make their presence felt,
when you know there's only good times galore..
A cure they were, the moonrays played their part..
A fitting cure, healing my bleeding heart.
Which for years on end, dripped away...
A dam I felt would burst some day..
I never imagined how soon twould come my way..
About damn time, is all I had to say..
There I was, in this moment so true,
I knew it then, it had to be you..
and opened my eyes
to the new day dawning..
I failed to realise
what for me the day was preparing..
Sun rays hit my blinding eyes..
Pure as ever, never in disguise..
Off to work, the last day of the week..
Happy I am for the cars I drive,
and the people to whom I speak.
The day would be long, that I knew..
Little did I know, the evening in store,
is only enjoyed by a few..
For that night, I met someone new..
Her smile was sweet and and her eyes were true..
I knew nothing of it,
and laughed along the way..
But my smiles and laughter,
had a lot more to say..
The eve went well and dinner was great..
What I missed was the smiling face of fate.
Late at night, my phone made a familiar sound,
but what I read, made me almost dance around..
I mention not that single line..
that in four little words would define..
the change of a lifetime, so awaited..
I closed my eyes, with a breath so bated.
Sunday, so aptly named, came along..
To a new friend's home, for lunch we would throng..
The people I met, made my day..
So many new faces, I knew were going to stay..
Off in the rain, amidst laughs and tears,
new friends were made, and conquered were fears..
Driving from one end of town to the other we were..
But twas so much fun, as I shifted up a gear..
The evening progressed ever so pleasantly..
From hard rock to soundtracks, ever so lively..
I'd forgotten not those four little words..
I wished to make them so much more revered..
Confused I was, in these matters, an illiterate soul..
Working up courage, I decided to roll..
ATM vestibule talk apart,
I let go of my mind,
and thought with my heart..
Out on the balcony, wet from the rain..
The pressure of the moment driving me insane..
I looked up at the sky, and saw the moon.
Hidden behind the clouds, bright,
like a midnight afternoon..
From behind those, came rays so bright..
Twas so beautiful, everything felt right..
Moonrays, I'd never seen them before..
I guess they only make their presence felt,
when you know there's only good times galore..
A cure they were, the moonrays played their part..
A fitting cure, healing my bleeding heart.
Which for years on end, dripped away...
A dam I felt would burst some day..
I never imagined how soon twould come my way..
About damn time, is all I had to say..
There I was, in this moment so true,
I knew it then, it had to be you..
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Days go by.
Some days,
the world seems to be so busy..
time goes by so quickly,
and the day seems so easy.
Some days,
the world seems damned of all glory..
time drags so so slowly,
and the day keeps you so lonely.
Why must this be..
If it is true that the world is as we see it,
why must it change before our very eyes?
Is there anything we can hold true?
Or is it all just a bunch of comforting lies?
Some days,
the trees stand still,
and time seems to follow suit..
No breeze blows by, not one shake..
How I wish I could not be awake.
the world seems to be so busy..
time goes by so quickly,
and the day seems so easy.
Some days,
the world seems damned of all glory..
time drags so so slowly,
and the day keeps you so lonely.
Why must this be..
If it is true that the world is as we see it,
why must it change before our very eyes?
Is there anything we can hold true?
Or is it all just a bunch of comforting lies?
Some days,
the trees stand still,
and time seems to follow suit..
No breeze blows by, not one shake..
How I wish I could not be awake.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sense in simplicity.
Inspiration hits when you least expect it. More so, realisation. The littlest of events can trigger tremendous understanding of the deepest ideas.
So many options throng the world today. Life can be as complex, or as simple, as one chooses. Take for example the driver interface in the Audi A6 or BMW 5 series. The MultiMedia Interface (MMI) in the Audi, and the iDrive system in the BMW are a complex setup of full-functional touch activated interface. Every little function is controlled by a touch on the screen, or a turn of the knob. Volvo, on the other hand, offers a simple menu, with quite a few buttons. When the novelty of the touch screen wears off, and you're through navigating the endless menus and options for something as little as home lights, you'll end up wishing there was just one button that actually did all of that, which is what is offered at Volvo. Sense in simplicity.
My point is, why complicate life when we can make it simple. Why beat around the bush when talking to people or making conversation. I just got off the phone with someone I've barely known, but that one person has spoken and made the most sense to me in the few hours we've met and talked, than most people I've known for years.
Why do some people ponder so much during a regular casual conversation? Is it that they expect it to be complex, is that what is always expected? Why can't it just be a simple sentence followed by that glorious punctuation mark called the full stop? If someone's asked, "How do you like the cake?", the response can vary from, "Mmmm.." to "It's so good. I love the creamy, chocolate layer. It reminds me of when my...blah....". And when someone does say something like, "It's good." It is taken to be something completely different.
What I also realised after my little conversation, is that some people just don't accept the simple statement you make for what it actually is. Just a theory, but, do they actually look for complexities, sarcasm, pretence, what? And then, they miss the point entirely, let alone not listening to what is being said. Why make it complicated for everyone? Why can't things be just what they are? Why, in some situations, make things much more difficult than they already are?
Life is just meant to be lived. As are dreams. If you see your life in your dreams, how hard can it be to go ahead and live your dreams?
Uncomplicate. Live. Simple, and effective.
So many options throng the world today. Life can be as complex, or as simple, as one chooses. Take for example the driver interface in the Audi A6 or BMW 5 series. The MultiMedia Interface (MMI) in the Audi, and the iDrive system in the BMW are a complex setup of full-functional touch activated interface. Every little function is controlled by a touch on the screen, or a turn of the knob. Volvo, on the other hand, offers a simple menu, with quite a few buttons. When the novelty of the touch screen wears off, and you're through navigating the endless menus and options for something as little as home lights, you'll end up wishing there was just one button that actually did all of that, which is what is offered at Volvo. Sense in simplicity.
My point is, why complicate life when we can make it simple. Why beat around the bush when talking to people or making conversation. I just got off the phone with someone I've barely known, but that one person has spoken and made the most sense to me in the few hours we've met and talked, than most people I've known for years.
Why do some people ponder so much during a regular casual conversation? Is it that they expect it to be complex, is that what is always expected? Why can't it just be a simple sentence followed by that glorious punctuation mark called the full stop? If someone's asked, "How do you like the cake?", the response can vary from, "Mmmm.." to "It's so good. I love the creamy, chocolate layer. It reminds me of when my...blah....". And when someone does say something like, "It's good." It is taken to be something completely different.
What I also realised after my little conversation, is that some people just don't accept the simple statement you make for what it actually is. Just a theory, but, do they actually look for complexities, sarcasm, pretence, what? And then, they miss the point entirely, let alone not listening to what is being said. Why make it complicated for everyone? Why can't things be just what they are? Why, in some situations, make things much more difficult than they already are?
Life is just meant to be lived. As are dreams. If you see your life in your dreams, how hard can it be to go ahead and live your dreams?
Uncomplicate. Live. Simple, and effective.
Run
Why do we walk when we can run?
Why run, when walking makes sense..
Thoughts and ideas flow through my mind..
Deepest wishes so far declined..
Alas, no words my voice can muster..
How I wish I'd run here faster..
From then, until now
I laid in wait..
Cursing the Gods,
unwilling to accept my fate..
I waited for these feelings so true..
I never felt so lonely
until the time I met you..
Paths
It started out with one road. Step by step. Just one long, lonely road. Lonely, not because of the company I had, but because there was no other road beside it.
I walked and walked. Years went by. Till I finally came to a fork. Ways parted, and now I felt lonely. Because I had no company from those whom I had known all this while, but a few, who walked on the same road behind me, and those who walked with me, on different roads. No one knew who would end up where. Well, some did, and some didn't.
On and on the roads seemed to go. It's a never ending path, this path I've chosen. It gets wider, deeper and darker, and then it finally branches out, but everyone's still in the same corn field.
Some go in circles, for so many roads lead around and around. Bushes all over the place. Some jump to look ahead, while some jump to look around. Few look back. And while going round and round, some see the light, some see another path. Some, nothing, but they've got so used to walking in circles, it leaves little choice.
Zoom out and the big picture seems drawn. It spawns thoughts that otherwise would not have been realised. It beckons us to see, give, surrender entirely to a possibility we'd never considered before. We see things, and then we start to believe in them. Till one day, our beliefs take a turn and transform into reality. The power of imagination. And that of love, and of hope, shall see us through. There is a world out there not as it exists, but as it is created. It would not be the way it is, had everyone, just 1 second ago, stopped and spared a thought for the action they were about to perform. Good, bad, ugly or sad. Heaven and hell are all on Earth. I was so told. I believe. I believe because of the source. Sometimes, you have no choice but to believe, because some make it so evident, you can help but. Sometimes, it seems difficult no end, yet sometimes, it seems so easy. What we make is our decision, what we create is our world.
I don't say I've seen the light. But I believe I have found some light. Should others choose to see it, I am sure, it would lead to a better time. There is much to learn from everyday, whether we choose to be reminiscent is again our choice, and ours alone. Make no mistake, I dwell not on the past, but choose to learn, review and make right.
We choose our paths once, and stay on our line. We can choose to jump across, but what we have walked, remains our trodden path. That will never change. I know I will not end up going around in circles. Because I will walk my path. I will jump across whenever and wherever required. I will adapt my steps to suit the terrain. But, like time, there is only one way. Forward. Every second spent, if accounted for, make you aware of so much. There is no wasted second, if you realise it was one wasted; and never let it pass the same way again. Some lessons take years to learn. Even longer to adapt and follow. But, some take mere seconds, or sometimes, just one.
There are faces that you encounter, some you don't, but still see in your mind's eye. And then, one day, they enter your reality. And life is good. Walk the paths. Walk around in circles. Learn. Till you face your reality. And then embrace it. What you are now, is not what you will be, or maybe not. The choice is yours. Life gives us choices, but not reasons. The latter is up to us to find out. We can choose to do so, or not.
All I know is, I choose to believe. People say I think too much. But, in fact, I hope more so. For when I am at the point of casting aside belief, hope grants an extension. And my mind's eye has a new face. For once, it was reality that took a hold of my imagination. And I am happy to say that I am truly happy. Life always strikes a balance. For without the bad, you would not tell the good apart. As long you have your good and bad, life will never come crashing down.
For those who think of the picture as a random image which means nothing, know this. My thoughts expressed here were based entirely on it. An expression need not be "art" to the eyes of everyone.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
1
1 more push. Out I come.
In just 1 second, she's my Mum.
Amidst the cries, I open my eyes.
1 first glance towards the blue skies.
1 year later, 1 birthday cake.
1 more occassion in which I partake.
1 year slowly, but surely, goes by.
1 more reason for me not to cry.
Out in the open, little girls and boys.
Some running helter-skelter, while some play with toys.
In that 1 moment, 1 new friend.
1 more proof, the world has no end.
We grow up together, 1 group of us all.
We chase 1 another, we rise and we fall.
1 year, it's time to move.
Cos Dad has a point he just has to prove.
Now amidst new surroundings, new people and places.
With no strength to take in all the new faces.
I settle down, and make friends with 1 dog.
From all the animals around me, even a cat and a frog..
My days go by 1 at a time.
Soon it's the day for that 1 bell to chime.
1 moment of truth, I seemed like such a pest.
Till Father said, "Congratulations, you've passed the test.
Welcome to your new school, you'll have fun here."
I smiled contently, as Mum wiped a tear.
1 by 1 the years went by.
10 years later it was goodbye.
I made friends - not 1, not 2..
I'm very pleased to say, quite a few.
Which stream would I pick, the 1 that would define.
A fitting future to this life of mine.
1 mistake was all it took.
Not a king, nor bishop, I stood the rook.
1 piece makes all the difference, makes the count.
More odds and mountains, I felt I would not surmount.
Yet here I am years down the line.
People ask me how I'm doin, I smile and say "Fine.."
Cos the path I walk, may not be the 1 I chose.
I'm sure not every flower out there would like to be a rose.
Cos that's what makes this life what it's worth.
The colors we have on our beautiful planet Earth.
1 color can never define life.
1 moment can never count as strife.
They'll be many more, good and bad, they say.
I nod, sometimes agree, but go my own way.
And now I see the things I've learned.
Are way more important than the money I've earned.
1 small lesson you learn everyday.
Makes you realise your reason to stay.
1 drop of rain, when you feel it first.
Is sometimes enough to quench your lifelong thirst.
1 soft word from 1 near and dear.
Can wipe away a lifetime of fear.
What seems impossible, a threatening constant.
Is blown to bits in 1 very instant.
1 person you never even knew was there.
Suddenly becomes a reason to wake up and makes you aware
the world is just 1 place we all have to share.
I remember this in times of good and despair.
I wish not to lose anyone, not even 1.
Cos everyone's there for a reason - to learn, or maybe just for fun!
I used to believe there's no fate but what we make.
We make our fate, it's something we cannot break.
1 year ago, had someone told me I'd drive a V8,
I'd laugh and cry together, considering my state.
But now I know life can take a turn.
It may not be marked, like a detour, I'd learn.
Cos when the road ends, and the end seems near.
I learned it's not that hard, just shift down 1 gear.
There's every reason to be happy with what life throws your way.
It's our choice to adapt, or stare at it in dismay.
1 more thought can trigger a chain of events.
1 action done right can draw so many compliments.
1 more fight is all that you should see.
1 more punch when it matters spells victory.
It may seem the odds are stacked against you.
But amidst all those, is that 1 light so true.
No darkness can hold back what to you is dear.
Like the mirrors say, objects may be closer than they appear.
When what you need most, seems to be far too distant.
Fret not, with true power, you're there in 1 instant.
But finally, I realise I should be through.
I started off explaining the moments the way I saw them as I grew.
However, only 1 reason pushed me to write up this post.
1 person I barely know, is now 1 I treasure the most.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Un-phonetic English
That's just it.. English is not a phonetic language. That's what wrong with it.. I wish I could be a purist and learn the pronunciation symbols from the dictionary. I always say I'll do it, maybe I should just go ahead.
Ah the beauty of phonetics...
Volkswagen - फोक्सवागन
Mercedes - मर्सेदीस
Porsche - पोर्शे
Renault - रेनो
Chevrolet - शेवरोले
Ferrari - फर्रारी
Audi - आऊदी
Lamborghini - Lamb-urr-gee-nee... :P Very difficult to make the Hindi word. Tried and failed miserably.
Note to self - Study the symbols.
Ah the beauty of phonetics...
Volkswagen - फोक्सवागन
Mercedes - मर्सेदीस
Porsche - पोर्शे
Renault - रेनो
Chevrolet - शेवरोले
Ferrari - फर्रारी
Audi - आऊदी
Lamborghini - Lamb-urr-gee-nee... :P Very difficult to make the Hindi word. Tried and failed miserably.
Note to self - Study the symbols.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Change to green.
Gone are the days of surfing Formula 1 sites, and taking in the latest developments, forming dream teams, hoping for the entry of other manufacturers (specifically Porsche) and getting excited at the idea of new drivers joining the ranks. Hell, even watching the races on TV is not something I give priority to anymore. The 2010 Spanish GP was the only race I missed since the 2001 San Marino GP. I'm surprised at myself for not realising this sooner. But then, F1 was so goddamn interesting back then. The highlight was 2004, the streak of red across the racing seasons for the past 5 years. And then it collapsed. Full credit to Alonso, behind that cranky, cribby exterior, he's probably the only guy to take the fight to Schumi and hold back the multiple time F1 world champion, apart from being probably the only driver on the grid who grabs any car by the scruff of the neck and drags it 10 places ahead of his teammate (ala Renault 08 and 09). Right, I got carried away.
My point is, I've had enough of seeing fast cars and cutting-edge technology going around a closed circuit. I've also had enough of scouring he internet for more information of the said technologies, not just for the track, but for the road; though that hasn't past me by yet. I now am more keen on delving deep into technologies that can be used in automobiles - that actually make a difference in the real world. And I find myself fascinated even more than I imagined. Technologies like FIAT's MultiAir, VW's TSI and BMW adoption of twin-scroll turbos - single words I'm familiar with, but when put together, get my eyes and ears to open wide.
A group of German and Swiss scientists once stated that there isn't any such phenomenon as global warming - well, the globe is getting warmer without a doubt, but the term is quite misleading from the factors that have been put behind it. They say, and I strongly believe as well, that any source of heat and light will burn brightest and be at it's hottest, before actually dying. The sun, with it's multi-billion year lifespan too, is approaching it's end. True, it will be at least a few million years before it turns into a white dwarf, but the dying process has begun, and it is expected to only get hotter still. And no, choosing a Prius over a Range Rover won't help in any way, it will only make things worse, for you I mean - for having chosen a plastic battery car with two balloons up front, over a rigid home on wheels with it's own multi-camera security system.
Anyway, now I want to push for, create and spread the awareness of simple alternative fuels to anyone who is prepared to listen. It kills me inside to think that Europe's on E85 and we're happily accepting E10, NOW. Ethanol-blended petrol and biodiesel are fossil-fuel savers, while hydrogen fuel cells are only expensive now, because of unthinkably low volumes. Once economies-of-scale kick in, the ball will really start rolling. So all I'm saying is manufacturers need to step-up and kick the ball. There are so many possibilities in just combining simple existing technologies into one complex technology that works just as well, if not better, while at the same time reducing consumption, emissions and operating costs, and delivering a much better power output, and greater levels of refinement. Simple example - Mercedes-Benz. Their current Indian model range features the S350 CDI and the E250 CDI. The S features the 3.0L V6 CRDi diesel making 210bhp and 490Nm (detuned from the global standard of 228bhp/540Nm - which the E350 CDI in India has, surprisingly.) The E250 CDI is equipped with the BiTurbo 2.2L Inline 4, which though a tad too rough, makes 201bhp and 500Nm - more than the 3.0L. My point is this - if we replace massive 4.0L V8 petrols and 3.0L V6 diesels with a Twin-Turbo V4, or Inline 4 for that matter, it works out just fine. You want smoothness - adopt a few more cylinders. No capacity is too less - remember Ferrari's 2.9L V8 in the F40?? Was a hit, right? Audi, as always, has taken the initiative of replacing their big, trademark 4.2 V8 FSi motor with a new 3.0L V6 TFSI motor - that is available in two tunes - 270bhp (replacing the old 3.0 TFSI) and 333bhp - to replace the 345bhp 4.2L V8. Forward? I think so.
The Germans, however, are definitely leading the way for forced induction now, but I don't expect them to downsize their engines too much. Yes, 4.2L to 3.0L (Audi) or 5.0L/4.8L to 4.4L (BMW) is as much I will expect for now. The new M5 won't be a looker, but it will be a performer. However, I expect the Koreans or the Japanese to adopt that magical 1.2L 4-inline 4-turbo layout that redefines specific output. I have in my head an engine design, that isn't adopted as yet, but it is possible that some Jap or German has already thought up. Implementation - that's what I'm waiting for. A concept is only as good.
With a majority of delusional freak shows occupying our roads, I must agree with Volvo, and the Germans' views - let the car do the driving, unless you really like driving. That's why there's the "M" button, right Sir Jeremy?
My point is, I've had enough of seeing fast cars and cutting-edge technology going around a closed circuit. I've also had enough of scouring he internet for more information of the said technologies, not just for the track, but for the road; though that hasn't past me by yet. I now am more keen on delving deep into technologies that can be used in automobiles - that actually make a difference in the real world. And I find myself fascinated even more than I imagined. Technologies like FIAT's MultiAir, VW's TSI and BMW adoption of twin-scroll turbos - single words I'm familiar with, but when put together, get my eyes and ears to open wide.
A group of German and Swiss scientists once stated that there isn't any such phenomenon as global warming - well, the globe is getting warmer without a doubt, but the term is quite misleading from the factors that have been put behind it. They say, and I strongly believe as well, that any source of heat and light will burn brightest and be at it's hottest, before actually dying. The sun, with it's multi-billion year lifespan too, is approaching it's end. True, it will be at least a few million years before it turns into a white dwarf, but the dying process has begun, and it is expected to only get hotter still. And no, choosing a Prius over a Range Rover won't help in any way, it will only make things worse, for you I mean - for having chosen a plastic battery car with two balloons up front, over a rigid home on wheels with it's own multi-camera security system.
Anyway, now I want to push for, create and spread the awareness of simple alternative fuels to anyone who is prepared to listen. It kills me inside to think that Europe's on E85 and we're happily accepting E10, NOW. Ethanol-blended petrol and biodiesel are fossil-fuel savers, while hydrogen fuel cells are only expensive now, because of unthinkably low volumes. Once economies-of-scale kick in, the ball will really start rolling. So all I'm saying is manufacturers need to step-up and kick the ball. There are so many possibilities in just combining simple existing technologies into one complex technology that works just as well, if not better, while at the same time reducing consumption, emissions and operating costs, and delivering a much better power output, and greater levels of refinement. Simple example - Mercedes-Benz. Their current Indian model range features the S350 CDI and the E250 CDI. The S features the 3.0L V6 CRDi diesel making 210bhp and 490Nm (detuned from the global standard of 228bhp/540Nm - which the E350 CDI in India has, surprisingly.) The E250 CDI is equipped with the BiTurbo 2.2L Inline 4, which though a tad too rough, makes 201bhp and 500Nm - more than the 3.0L. My point is this - if we replace massive 4.0L V8 petrols and 3.0L V6 diesels with a Twin-Turbo V4, or Inline 4 for that matter, it works out just fine. You want smoothness - adopt a few more cylinders. No capacity is too less - remember Ferrari's 2.9L V8 in the F40?? Was a hit, right? Audi, as always, has taken the initiative of replacing their big, trademark 4.2 V8 FSi motor with a new 3.0L V6 TFSI motor - that is available in two tunes - 270bhp (replacing the old 3.0 TFSI) and 333bhp - to replace the 345bhp 4.2L V8. Forward? I think so.
The Germans, however, are definitely leading the way for forced induction now, but I don't expect them to downsize their engines too much. Yes, 4.2L to 3.0L (Audi) or 5.0L/4.8L to 4.4L (BMW) is as much I will expect for now. The new M5 won't be a looker, but it will be a performer. However, I expect the Koreans or the Japanese to adopt that magical 1.2L 4-inline 4-turbo layout that redefines specific output. I have in my head an engine design, that isn't adopted as yet, but it is possible that some Jap or German has already thought up. Implementation - that's what I'm waiting for. A concept is only as good.
With a majority of delusional freak shows occupying our roads, I must agree with Volvo, and the Germans' views - let the car do the driving, unless you really like driving. That's why there's the "M" button, right Sir Jeremy?
Thursday, April 29, 2010
All Stepped Out
Dreams shattered...
Smoke's cleared...
Vision's blurred...
Path's disappeared...
No other way to go,
I keep walking forward..
Glance left, glance right,
I walk on alone, into the night.
I thought they shone for me, I said,
looking at the stars and their light..
Blinded by the darkness..
Even more by the light..
I can't see myself anymore,
Only hope I win this fight.
Smoke's cleared...
Vision's blurred...
Path's disappeared...
No other way to go,
I keep walking forward..
Glance left, glance right,
I walk on alone, into the night.
I thought they shone for me, I said,
looking at the stars and their light..
Blinded by the darkness..
Even more by the light..
I can't see myself anymore,
Only hope I win this fight.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Arz kiya hai..
Here's the work of a budding shayar who should've been nipped in the bud before he got this bad... :P
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Arz kiya hai..
Itni pyar thi mujhe gaadiyon se,
roz sapne mein aati thi ek Pagani Zonda..
Itni pyar thi mujhe gaadiyon se,
roz sapne mein aati thi ek Pagani Zonda..
Paise jhaad pe nahi ugta,
le liya maine ek chotisi Honda..
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Pyaar aur bewafai ki yaadein hum bhul paate nahi...
Pyaar aur bewafai ki yaadein hum bhul paate nahi...
Fevicol ka mazbut jod hai, tootega nahi...
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Kaash tum iss waqt the mere paas..
Kaash tum iss waqt the mere paas..
Sprite, bujhaye only pyaas, baaki all bakwaas..
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Sirf tumne life ko bana di wonderful...
Sirf tumne life ko bana di wonderful...
Amul doodh. Piyo glassful!
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Un dono ko saath dekhkar,
meri saari duniya ho gayi khatam...
Un dono ko saath dekhkar,
meri saari duniya ho gayi khatam...
Rock bottom! Rock bottom!!
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Is umar mein hume yaad aati hai school...
Is umar mein hume yaad aati hai school...
Navratna tel. Thanda. Thanda. Cool. Cool!
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Dosti mein tum jo kuch bhi karo,
sab chal jaayega..
Dosti mein tum jo kuch bhi karo,
sab chal jaayega..
Chahe order kuch bhi karo,
Paila kabab aayega!
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Is duniya mein,
life ban gayee hai ek game...
Is duniya mein,
life ban gayee hai ek game...
Shame, shame,
puppy shame...
WAH! WAH!! More on Facebook. :)
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Arz kiya hai..
Itni pyar thi mujhe gaadiyon se,
roz sapne mein aati thi ek Pagani Zonda..
Itni pyar thi mujhe gaadiyon se,
roz sapne mein aati thi ek Pagani Zonda..
Paise jhaad pe nahi ugta,
le liya maine ek chotisi Honda..
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Pyaar aur bewafai ki yaadein hum bhul paate nahi...
Pyaar aur bewafai ki yaadein hum bhul paate nahi...
Fevicol ka mazbut jod hai, tootega nahi...
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Kaash tum iss waqt the mere paas..
Kaash tum iss waqt the mere paas..
Sprite, bujhaye only pyaas, baaki all bakwaas..
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Sirf tumne life ko bana di wonderful...
Sirf tumne life ko bana di wonderful...
Amul doodh. Piyo glassful!
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Un dono ko saath dekhkar,
meri saari duniya ho gayi khatam...
Un dono ko saath dekhkar,
meri saari duniya ho gayi khatam...
Rock bottom! Rock bottom!!
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Is umar mein hume yaad aati hai school...
Is umar mein hume yaad aati hai school...
Navratna tel. Thanda. Thanda. Cool. Cool!
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Dosti mein tum jo kuch bhi karo,
sab chal jaayega..
Dosti mein tum jo kuch bhi karo,
sab chal jaayega..
Chahe order kuch bhi karo,
Paila kabab aayega!
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..
...
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Is duniya mein,
life ban gayee hai ek game...
Is duniya mein,
life ban gayee hai ek game...
Shame, shame,
puppy shame...
WAH! WAH!! More on Facebook. :)
Monday, April 19, 2010
Post #2
THE TIMES OF DREAMLAND
Fueling a green revolution
Pune, India
April 19th, 2010
With spiralling fuel prices, and inevitable exhaustion of natural gas, this was only waiting to happen. With the arrival of HUMMER in India, the company's corporate headquarters have implemented a massive cultivation drive just beyond the assembly facility in Chakan, on the outskirts of Pune.
The cultivation project, called "E100" by the company, aims to reduce dependence on fossil fuels altogether. The entire process has commenced on newly acquired agricultural land spread over 500 acres. The produce type is simple - sugarcane and jatropha - the key blends for petrol and diesel powered vehicles. The aim of this project is simply to produce as large reserves of ethanol and biodiesel as physically possible.
Bio-ethanol, or E85, currently supported by HUMMER's gasoline engines is basically a blend of 85% ethanol and 15% petrol. The aim is to develop a successful blend - successful in the sense that it can be used without any petrol blend in the very near future, eliminating the need for petrol all together. Emission control devices can more successfully deal with these blends rather than regular petroleum products. Similarly, with bio-diesel, or simply put, blended vegetable oil, a diesel engine can run to it's full performance level while adequately processing the changed fuel qualities.
The cost factor involved is startling, to say the least. The initial phase will seem heavy for the promoters, but as the volumes pick up, things will all just settle themselves out.
You may ask how this makes sense. But then consider the carbon footprint. It is less than half, or probably more, of the carbon footprint of battery-powered cars. This may seem a small-scale project overall, but with all major automakers adopting these techniques globally, we aren't too far from a cleaner, and greener tomorrow.
Morning News
THE TIMES OF DREAMLAND
HUMMER barges into India
Mumbai, India
April 19th, 2010
Uber-SUV manufacturer HUMMER has made a foray into the Indian market with their lineup of ultra-large SUVs. The company spokesperson said at the company mega launch event here at the Bandra-Kurla Complex, that the entire portfolio, ranging from their tamed baby H3 model, to the wild, all-conquering H1 Alpha, have been offered.
After recent tensions over the sale of the brand, it's still unpublicised new owners will make sure that they never again have to deal with issues relating to efficiency, environmental impact and, most of all, brand security. They have cemented their words with the launch of new engines as well as major modifications to the existing lineup to ensure compatibility with the most stringent emission norms and NVH restrictions.
The H1 - the one that started it all, is back with a bang, intact with that powerhouse 6.6L V8 engine, now featuring common-rail direct injection and twin turbochargers - one turbo for each cylinder bank. The head of engineering said, "A sequential turbo setup was not required as the engine peaks at very low speeds, and turbo lag is not an issue." Not an issue is right, for the new engine makes 440bhp at just 3000rpm - a huge improvement from the earlier 300bhp. Torque is truly gargantuan, with 1032Nm available all the way from 1250rpm until 2500rpm. Of this, 40% is available from idle - which is still 412Nm! Power is transferred via a 6-speed manual transmission with their renowned range-selectable all-time four-wheel-drive with throttle-brake modulation, which is now even more effective. Also on offer is a newly-developed 8-speed CVT (Continuously Variable Transmission) Automatic option mated to the newly-introduced dual clutch system with automatically controlled torque distribution. The equipment list doesn't end there as this engine is also fitted as standard with a Diesel Particulate Filter and eight (8!) catalytic converters that make this engine Euro 5 compliant apart from making it near-zero emission.
Also on offer is a new tri-turbo V8 engined petrol option. This newly developed 5-litre V8 features direct injection, and three turbo chargers - one small turbo per bank for bottom and mid range boost, and one large turbo for higher engine speeds for top-end boost. All these put together mean a power output of 526bhp at 5000rpm and torque output of 710Nm from 2000rpm until 3800rpm. This engine is fully E85 capable and can run regular unleaded as well. Transmission options are the same as the diesel variant, and this is a good thing as the system remains relatively unstressed as the torque output of the petrol unit is a good 31% lower than the mad diesel motor. This engine too, is Euro 5 compliant with a truly unbelievable 198gm/km of CO2.
The H2 is launched in a new avatar. And for the very first time, comes with a diesel engine. This slightly tamed HUMMER now features a 4.0-litre V8 common-rail direct injection with a tri-turbo setup and hence delivers a shove like nothing else. (Apart from the H1 of course..) 280 huge horses come charging at 4000rpm, while 660Nm of turning force begins the tarmac shoveling process at 1800rpm, up until 2500rpm. This one too, is equipped with a DPF and 8 catalytic converters. Needless to say, it is Euro 5 compliant and an almost zero-emission vehicle.
The petrol variant borrows the V8 engine, but without the tri-turbo setup, instead opting for just the large unit. No disappointment as this version has an output of 476bhp at 5000rpm and makes 643Nm between 2700 and 3800rpm. Again, the 6-speed manual option and the 8-speed CVT Automatic with the smart all-wheel-drive system find their place here - on both, the petrol and diesel models. This is the H2 the world was waiting for.
The H3, the baby of the group, is now positioned as the green HUMMER that is part of the life of the active family, the ride of choice for every family member and the one whose keys are always snatched if ever found. And it truly is.. The new H3 is a hugely practical vehicle for every need imaginable. Yes, it still is much bigger than the largest of the large family SUVs out there, but it makes good use of it's size with some finer details that make it worth every penny, and at the same time, justify every mm of it's hugeness. Loaded with all the entertainment features, and three proper full size rows, this is one good bargain. Engine options feature an all new 2.8-litre turbocharged V6 petrol making 285bhp at 5200rpm and 385Nm of torque between 3000 and 4000rpm. There's also a very unique 2.9L tri-turbo common-rail direct injection diesel engine with 250bhp at 4000rpm and a more-than-ample 562Nm of torque from 1600-2800rpm. Transmission options include a 5-speed manual, or the 8-speed CVT Automatic. All variants feature the smart all-wheel-drive system.
So there you have it, the entire portfolio of the long-awaited HUMMER brand are now available in India through a 6 dealer network which is ever-increasing. Bookings have already commenced. The cars will come in as CKD kits and will be assembled at the HUMMER facility at Chakan, on the outskirts of Pune. This means that the pricing is very competitive, to say the least, as the competition offers all models which are CBU. The basic model of the H3, with manual transmission is available for Rs. 28.5 lakhs ex-showroom Pune, with the brand flagship, the H1 Alpha model available for Rs. 90 lakhs ex-showroom Pune.
HUMMER barges into India
Mumbai, India
April 19th, 2010
Uber-SUV manufacturer HUMMER has made a foray into the Indian market with their lineup of ultra-large SUVs. The company spokesperson said at the company mega launch event here at the Bandra-Kurla Complex, that the entire portfolio, ranging from their tamed baby H3 model, to the wild, all-conquering H1 Alpha, have been offered.
After recent tensions over the sale of the brand, it's still unpublicised new owners will make sure that they never again have to deal with issues relating to efficiency, environmental impact and, most of all, brand security. They have cemented their words with the launch of new engines as well as major modifications to the existing lineup to ensure compatibility with the most stringent emission norms and NVH restrictions.
The H1 - the one that started it all, is back with a bang, intact with that powerhouse 6.6L V8 engine, now featuring common-rail direct injection and twin turbochargers - one turbo for each cylinder bank. The head of engineering said, "A sequential turbo setup was not required as the engine peaks at very low speeds, and turbo lag is not an issue." Not an issue is right, for the new engine makes 440bhp at just 3000rpm - a huge improvement from the earlier 300bhp. Torque is truly gargantuan, with 1032Nm available all the way from 1250rpm until 2500rpm. Of this, 40% is available from idle - which is still 412Nm! Power is transferred via a 6-speed manual transmission with their renowned range-selectable all-time four-wheel-drive with throttle-brake modulation, which is now even more effective. Also on offer is a newly-developed 8-speed CVT (Continuously Variable Transmission) Automatic option mated to the newly-introduced dual clutch system with automatically controlled torque distribution. The equipment list doesn't end there as this engine is also fitted as standard with a Diesel Particulate Filter and eight (8!) catalytic converters that make this engine Euro 5 compliant apart from making it near-zero emission.
Also on offer is a new tri-turbo V8 engined petrol option. This newly developed 5-litre V8 features direct injection, and three turbo chargers - one small turbo per bank for bottom and mid range boost, and one large turbo for higher engine speeds for top-end boost. All these put together mean a power output of 526bhp at 5000rpm and torque output of 710Nm from 2000rpm until 3800rpm. This engine is fully E85 capable and can run regular unleaded as well. Transmission options are the same as the diesel variant, and this is a good thing as the system remains relatively unstressed as the torque output of the petrol unit is a good 31% lower than the mad diesel motor. This engine too, is Euro 5 compliant with a truly unbelievable 198gm/km of CO2.
The H2 is launched in a new avatar. And for the very first time, comes with a diesel engine. This slightly tamed HUMMER now features a 4.0-litre V8 common-rail direct injection with a tri-turbo setup and hence delivers a shove like nothing else. (Apart from the H1 of course..) 280 huge horses come charging at 4000rpm, while 660Nm of turning force begins the tarmac shoveling process at 1800rpm, up until 2500rpm. This one too, is equipped with a DPF and 8 catalytic converters. Needless to say, it is Euro 5 compliant and an almost zero-emission vehicle.
The petrol variant borrows the V8 engine, but without the tri-turbo setup, instead opting for just the large unit. No disappointment as this version has an output of 476bhp at 5000rpm and makes 643Nm between 2700 and 3800rpm. Again, the 6-speed manual option and the 8-speed CVT Automatic with the smart all-wheel-drive system find their place here - on both, the petrol and diesel models. This is the H2 the world was waiting for.
The H3, the baby of the group, is now positioned as the green HUMMER that is part of the life of the active family, the ride of choice for every family member and the one whose keys are always snatched if ever found. And it truly is.. The new H3 is a hugely practical vehicle for every need imaginable. Yes, it still is much bigger than the largest of the large family SUVs out there, but it makes good use of it's size with some finer details that make it worth every penny, and at the same time, justify every mm of it's hugeness. Loaded with all the entertainment features, and three proper full size rows, this is one good bargain. Engine options feature an all new 2.8-litre turbocharged V6 petrol making 285bhp at 5200rpm and 385Nm of torque between 3000 and 4000rpm. There's also a very unique 2.9L tri-turbo common-rail direct injection diesel engine with 250bhp at 4000rpm and a more-than-ample 562Nm of torque from 1600-2800rpm. Transmission options include a 5-speed manual, or the 8-speed CVT Automatic. All variants feature the smart all-wheel-drive system.
So there you have it, the entire portfolio of the long-awaited HUMMER brand are now available in India through a 6 dealer network which is ever-increasing. Bookings have already commenced. The cars will come in as CKD kits and will be assembled at the HUMMER facility at Chakan, on the outskirts of Pune. This means that the pricing is very competitive, to say the least, as the competition offers all models which are CBU. The basic model of the H3, with manual transmission is available for Rs. 28.5 lakhs ex-showroom Pune, with the brand flagship, the H1 Alpha model available for Rs. 90 lakhs ex-showroom Pune.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
The future is now...
The future isn't coming anymore.. It's here already. Hybrid cars, emission standards, biofuels and the like are growing exponentially. Yet, here, our country lags behind in it's views. Not everyone mind you, just those who have the power to change things.
How hard is it to have a dedicated area of production for jatropha, sugarcane and other vegetable oil. Bio diesel is the one of the best future fuels, or rather, alternative fuels. Forget cars running on water and air, the concept is not new, yes, but it isn't feasible for mass production, yet. That could be a distant memory very soon, or they could be seen within every distance.
In a recent interview with a reputed magazine, the CEO of a reputed Japanese automobile manufacturer stated, "In India, the government does not see any advancements in technology as the main criteria. They only care about the size of the engine (1.5L diesel) even if the technology is 20 years old." From the horses mouth I would say.
It is a well known fact that 1.6L diesels are the rage in Europe - they are super-efficient and extremely clean, not to mention quite powerful. Ford, Hyundai, Volvo and many more manufacturers have fantastic 1.6L diesel engines and quite a few practical small car options, which they cannot bring here because our norms state a small car is "defined" as any automobile under 4000mm in length with an engine capacity of 1.2L petrol and 1.5L diesel. Screw that I say. Might I remind you that those 1.6L diesel in European cars are waaay more efficient and powerful than these piddly 1.2L petrols on offer in India. Put all the variable valve timing and variable intake systems you want, they're still horribly underpowered. Now if they can only strap on a turbo or two. What do the norms say about that? 1.2L petrol - quad turboed to 140bhp - not bad IMHO. Staring at the sun does not mean your seeing the light. Seeing the light actually means looking away from the sun, doofuses all.
PUCs are a joke. You give a guy on a 2002 Bajaj Caliber a 3 month pass cos his emissions are 2.5% over the limit prescribed. As the fool writes the numbers and signs it before he staples it in it's "plastic" protection cover - there have probably been 4 BSII PMT buses having passed by belching soot particles from their poorly processed diesel fuel as it passed through an indirect injection compression ignition internal combustion engine that needed service a decade ago. No, he didn't even look up, as he coughed while he stapled the little yellow paper into a plastic shroud, to notice the relative irony in all of it.
Traffic sense has gone to the dogs, and donkey and cattle. I have seen, with my own eyes, dogs, donkeys, cattle and all sorts of other animals look both ways before they cross the street. People have no traffic sense anymore. I, at times, picture barbed wire fences or Contra/Doom/Quake style spikes shoot up from the ground forming a barricade after the red light has showed face. But no, no one even considers another person. You're not the only person on the face of the earth. How I wish I could run down all those fools goin "trips" on a Splendor, at night, headlights off, the wrong way, on a one way street.. No, cos I'd be in trouble for following the rules as the guy we hit has an uncle who knows the friend of the brother of the cousin of the traffic cop who just stopped me for questioning.
It's come to a state where money doesn't make the world go round anymore. The world is slowing down. And when it does come to a stop, my dear Autocar, no number of Bentley Arnages will be enough to make it spin again.
I'd like to say "the future I feared, is the past I've forgotten", but the present just past reminds me there's more to come...
How hard is it to have a dedicated area of production for jatropha, sugarcane and other vegetable oil. Bio diesel is the one of the best future fuels, or rather, alternative fuels. Forget cars running on water and air, the concept is not new, yes, but it isn't feasible for mass production, yet. That could be a distant memory very soon, or they could be seen within every distance.
In a recent interview with a reputed magazine, the CEO of a reputed Japanese automobile manufacturer stated, "In India, the government does not see any advancements in technology as the main criteria. They only care about the size of the engine (1.5L diesel) even if the technology is 20 years old." From the horses mouth I would say.
It is a well known fact that 1.6L diesels are the rage in Europe - they are super-efficient and extremely clean, not to mention quite powerful. Ford, Hyundai, Volvo and many more manufacturers have fantastic 1.6L diesel engines and quite a few practical small car options, which they cannot bring here because our norms state a small car is "defined" as any automobile under 4000mm in length with an engine capacity of 1.2L petrol and 1.5L diesel. Screw that I say. Might I remind you that those 1.6L diesel in European cars are waaay more efficient and powerful than these piddly 1.2L petrols on offer in India. Put all the variable valve timing and variable intake systems you want, they're still horribly underpowered. Now if they can only strap on a turbo or two. What do the norms say about that? 1.2L petrol - quad turboed to 140bhp - not bad IMHO. Staring at the sun does not mean your seeing the light. Seeing the light actually means looking away from the sun, doofuses all.
PUCs are a joke. You give a guy on a 2002 Bajaj Caliber a 3 month pass cos his emissions are 2.5% over the limit prescribed. As the fool writes the numbers and signs it before he staples it in it's "plastic" protection cover - there have probably been 4 BSII PMT buses having passed by belching soot particles from their poorly processed diesel fuel as it passed through an indirect injection compression ignition internal combustion engine that needed service a decade ago. No, he didn't even look up, as he coughed while he stapled the little yellow paper into a plastic shroud, to notice the relative irony in all of it.
Traffic sense has gone to the dogs, and donkey and cattle. I have seen, with my own eyes, dogs, donkeys, cattle and all sorts of other animals look both ways before they cross the street. People have no traffic sense anymore. I, at times, picture barbed wire fences or Contra/Doom/Quake style spikes shoot up from the ground forming a barricade after the red light has showed face. But no, no one even considers another person. You're not the only person on the face of the earth. How I wish I could run down all those fools goin "trips" on a Splendor, at night, headlights off, the wrong way, on a one way street.. No, cos I'd be in trouble for following the rules as the guy we hit has an uncle who knows the friend of the brother of the cousin of the traffic cop who just stopped me for questioning.
It's come to a state where money doesn't make the world go round anymore. The world is slowing down. And when it does come to a stop, my dear Autocar, no number of Bentley Arnages will be enough to make it spin again.
I'd like to say "the future I feared, is the past I've forgotten", but the present just past reminds me there's more to come...
Friday, March 19, 2010
Untitled
Just words. I decided to start writing this because I haven't done anything on this blog for a while. Hopefully this will turn out into something worthwhile, something more than words. Because words are only one tiny bit of expression. How many time have we felt things that we couldn't find words to express.
Everyday is a learning experience. I always think of something I learnt today, call it a South Park thing like Stan and Kyle do, or just accept the fact that it can be true - not for everyone though. Some people never learn. But those that do, will know exactly what I'm talking about. For those who care enough to be aware of how their time is spent, will surely discover something they never have before. It may be something as minute as knowing that a tiny bolt holds up a major component, which is in turn the single most important part which maintains integrity. It can be realising something substantial, from something that seems inconsequential. It may also be simply huge.
I pay attention to detail. I believe what they say - God is in the details. Sure the big things matter - but only so much. Again, everyone has their own opinon, and they're entitled to express it. Let it also be clear that expression doesn't necessarily lead to acceptance. I pity those who refuse to see the other side of the coin - and pity even more, those who think it is JUST a coin. It so could be a square. Two more sides the little fool is unaware of only because the corner is right in front of him - and all he can see is the two sides - maybe they're not the two sides that he wants to see, but nonetheless, that's the only view he has - well, views. The other two are still there, even though they can't be seen. Seeing what's around the corner means venturing far enough to reach the limit of one side, and then realise there's another corner. The same for the other side.
And when you think of a square, it's only fitting to consider a cube. Drop to your knees, crouch, and you may see the fifth plane. Once you have, jump. Jump as high as you can, and you may see the sixth. That's the brilliance of being open to perspectives - they're always there, you just need to consider them - and not necessarily accept them.
All this has made me realise an important thing for me. You see, I learnt something today. (Maybe more than just one something) I learnt that if you stand still, you're bound to see what you see. But if you make a move, and decide you want to go somewhere, anywhere, something out of the way is bound to happen. It's only natural. I'm happy this turned out to be more than just a bunch of words. If you read it, and it meant something, my effort was worth it. If it didn't mean anything to you, it's still worth it, cos it sure means something to me that it could mean something for someone else.
Random quote from The Mask (episode featuring Chronos): "It's 13 o'clock, do you know where you're kids are?" Makes sense? To me, it does. If it doesn't, try another perspective.. :P
And, I just thought of a title..
Everyday is a learning experience. I always think of something I learnt today, call it a South Park thing like Stan and Kyle do, or just accept the fact that it can be true - not for everyone though. Some people never learn. But those that do, will know exactly what I'm talking about. For those who care enough to be aware of how their time is spent, will surely discover something they never have before. It may be something as minute as knowing that a tiny bolt holds up a major component, which is in turn the single most important part which maintains integrity. It can be realising something substantial, from something that seems inconsequential. It may also be simply huge.
I pay attention to detail. I believe what they say - God is in the details. Sure the big things matter - but only so much. Again, everyone has their own opinon, and they're entitled to express it. Let it also be clear that expression doesn't necessarily lead to acceptance. I pity those who refuse to see the other side of the coin - and pity even more, those who think it is JUST a coin. It so could be a square. Two more sides the little fool is unaware of only because the corner is right in front of him - and all he can see is the two sides - maybe they're not the two sides that he wants to see, but nonetheless, that's the only view he has - well, views. The other two are still there, even though they can't be seen. Seeing what's around the corner means venturing far enough to reach the limit of one side, and then realise there's another corner. The same for the other side.
And when you think of a square, it's only fitting to consider a cube. Drop to your knees, crouch, and you may see the fifth plane. Once you have, jump. Jump as high as you can, and you may see the sixth. That's the brilliance of being open to perspectives - they're always there, you just need to consider them - and not necessarily accept them.
All this has made me realise an important thing for me. You see, I learnt something today. (Maybe more than just one something) I learnt that if you stand still, you're bound to see what you see. But if you make a move, and decide you want to go somewhere, anywhere, something out of the way is bound to happen. It's only natural. I'm happy this turned out to be more than just a bunch of words. If you read it, and it meant something, my effort was worth it. If it didn't mean anything to you, it's still worth it, cos it sure means something to me that it could mean something for someone else.
Random quote from The Mask (episode featuring Chronos): "It's 13 o'clock, do you know where you're kids are?" Makes sense? To me, it does. If it doesn't, try another perspective.. :P
And, I just thought of a title..
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
That dazzling flash.
There she was. I saw her through the glass that separated her from my world. That dazzling flash. Through the glass I saw, and it got me all warm and left me wanting. I walked towards her, to get a closer look. Was she who I thought she was? Would she be all I hoped she would be?
She was beautiful, in every sense of the word. With eyes you longed to stare into and get lost. And lost was certainly where I ended up. It was a quick encounter, a few words exchanged, and we were back to being ourselves again - yet never able to really be the old selves we were, because a that moment, it all changed. But we didn't know that yet.
There were many beautiful examples that I came across after that day, more beautiful even; with aspects even greater in every respect, but none ever got to me like she did. She highlighted facts that which I had defined, only to myself. Yes, there are many more out there, some even works of art; that also dazzled me, but only that much. That aura of charm, of comfort, somehow, seems to be missing. I find it not in anyone else. And I expect not to do so, though I fear I may be wrong. Only she, has managed to capture my heart, and my mind, and my soul. There can be no other. There will be no other. Through all bright lights, and inviting glances; through all the novelty I have never before seen, the memory of that flash remains. It has me won. It has me. That dazzling flash. In the end, what is defined, is.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The perfect model.
The perfect model.
A vision to behold.
Smooth lines flowing over a sculpted body.
A strong heart with an even stronger will.
Always has her feet firmly on the ground.
Sharp responses,
accompanied by an even sweeter sound.
So easy to handle,
she makes you feel you're in control,
even when really, she's too smart
to let you suffer for anything you do wrong.
Treat her well, and she'll treasure you,
and always keep you safe.
Because her heart beats just for you.
Only you know how to truly turn her on.
The perfect woman?
The perfect car?
Same difference... :)
A vision to behold.
Smooth lines flowing over a sculpted body.
A strong heart with an even stronger will.
Always has her feet firmly on the ground.
Sharp responses,
accompanied by an even sweeter sound.
So easy to handle,
she makes you feel you're in control,
even when really, she's too smart
to let you suffer for anything you do wrong.
Treat her well, and she'll treasure you,
and always keep you safe.
Because her heart beats just for you.
Only you know how to truly turn her on.
The perfect woman?
The perfect car?
Same difference... :)
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