Doodles of a crazy man!

I was very sick over the last weekend (both physically and mentally), so I came up with the list of american gaadhegaLu, just to cheer myself up! * Fussy husband ge yogurt alloo stone anthe. * Dollar iddavne dhoddappa. * Hotte ge bread illa thale ge Nike cap. * Cent ge hodha maana quarter kotroo baaradu. * Kayyi dirty aadre baayi yogurt. * Yathaa rentu thathaa apartmentu. * Soccer match nodo heNNanna nambabeda, shopping maado ganDanna nambabeda. * MaLLi MaLLi manchakke yeshtu kaalu andre, 1-800-COT-LEGS ge phone maadi andlanthe. * Kempage irodella sause alla. * Cot iddashte kaalu chaachu. * Peter hodha, Peter bandha. * Ondu kaNNige bread, innondu kaNNige burger. * Kunilaaradha street dancer sidewalk sari illa andlanthe. * Maadodella anaachara, apartment mundhe "God Bless You" sticker. * Thaayiyanthe magaLu, wool-inanthe sweater. * Credit card andre coma li irovnoo eddu baayi bitnanthe. * Dude nelakke bidroo french beard maNNaglilla. * Chinnadha fork antha naalige ge chuchchik...

After a few exciting, happening and eventful days, things seem to have slowed down. "May be the powerplays are over. Overs 20 to 40, hang on! Wait for the slog overs", I said to myself. I had leased an apartment, which is just a block away from my office. I packed all my baggages from the hotel, asked the receptionist to book for a cab and started preparing palav. It took a while as I was experimenting with palav for the first time. Packed my lunch box, locked the room and went to the reception. Wow, the world is such a small place, the driver who used "son-of-a-bitch" in every possible sentence, was waiting with his cab. I thanked the receptionist and went near the cab. The driver looked very upset. I had asked the cab to be there in 15-20 minutes, but I had arrived after half an hour. The time on my watch showed 8:52 AM. "I am waiting here from 8.35", he said angrily. So rare, a sentence without "son-of-a-bitch". I silently thanked my reception...

On the first day, I was walking back from the office. I just wanted to prove myself that my road sense was not that bad at all. I had remembered the road, all the landmarks while going to office in the morning by taxi. There is no way I will be lost! Half way, I confirmed all the landmarks and was proud of myself that I was right on track. It was then I saw the board - "Dont walk"! "What the **** is that?" I said to myself. It was a highway and I was not supposed to walk straight at that traffic signal. I remembered my vector class in college. AB is same as AD+DC+CB. So, instead of going straight, go left, take a right and another right, and there you are! Who said that mathematics is useless? I turned left and walked for a few minutes when I got a traffic signal without "Dont walk" board. I crossed the signal and started walking in the vector DC. But, where is DC supposed to end? I was lost! There were no people around to get the directions. I could see o...

As I started writing this from the hotel room in Salt Lake City, I distinctly remembered what the gem merchant had told me not so long ago - "This will be a huge eye opener for you!" The journey was long, almost two days (excluding the half day I had lost in travelling to the other part of the globe) On friday, I had reached the Bangalore airport almost three and a half hours before the schedule and the first sign I saw on reaching the airport was "The flight AF 0191 from Bangalore to Paris has been delayed" I had no idea that this was just a small beginning of a series of "Waisa bhi hotha hai". I carried 2 huge suitcases, along with a hand bag and a laptop. This was the first time after my school days that I was carrying so much weight. Even though the baggage limit was 30 kgs per bag, the "negative-thinking" person in me told me to carry much lesser than the limit, so as to completely avoid any chances of overload. But, Air France had different...

The alarm started ringing. Is it 10.00 AM? Is it 11? I opened my eyes slightly, just enough to see my black timex watch. Oh no, its already 11.50! Time to get up, not that I cant sleep more, but I would get more "lectures" from everyone if I sleep beyond 12.00. Lectures from the normal, "correct" people, who belong to "Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise" school of sleeping pattern. But, I had slept at 4.00 yesterday night(or is it today morning)! What was I doing, you must be wondering. I was playing FreeCell all night!!! It was one of those days during summer of 2002. I had finished my graduation and waiting(or hoping?) for some company to take me. It was the dark period of IT industry(mine too! However, it was a great learning experience for an immature industry and a person even more immature). Not many companies were recruiting, that too freshers. Still, there were a few companies calling for interviews(making me visit...

Does it mean time? Death? Is it about Death time or timely death? Cast(In alphabetic order) : Ajay Devgan Driver 1, 2, 3.... Esha Deol John Abraham Lara Datta Monkey 1, Monkey 2 Owl Snake Tiger 1, Tiger 2, Tiger 3 Vivek Oberoi (The writer has made a sincere effort in having the names in alphabetic order. He is not responsible for last minute spelling changes because of numerological reasons) THE FULL STORY --------------- Kaal kaal mein hum tum kare dhamaal... "Breathtaking" sets..."imaginative" choreography..."energetic" performances... but why the hell are they in an adventure/thriller/horror movie... sorry, you are not supposed to ask those questions! The night is dark...The place is Orbit Park... The owl rotates its head and gazes at the camera... The bat hangs upside down from a tree... The monkey shows its long white teeth, as if for a toothpaste ad... The snake opens its mouth a full 90 degrees(not sure whether it is yawning or trying to scream)... ...