BLUES!!

Pune was drenched in rain today. The rains started early morning and have no idea when it would stop. Took part in a funny internet poll... "who is Bollywood's ugliest actress". The contestents(unfortunately) were Vidya Balan, Kim Sharma, Rimi Sen, Kangana Renaut & Malaika Arora. Well i chose Kim Sharma, but i was conspicuous by the absence of Deepika Padukone's name in the list. Well most people voted Kangana.

I had office today it was same weekend shit. You work less and enjoy your time at work. I have just got my trading account activated and probably will execute my first trade on tuesday. Still thinking on which company share will actually inaugrate my portfolio. Someone suggested Pantaloon Retail while the other said vijaya bank. Finally zeroed in on Vijaya Bank. Lets see what happens.

Was reading some mythology and it was the story of Vishwamitra and Maneka which set my heart racing. After all why not their grandson is the person after whom our country has been named. Also remembered a small incident that i shared with my father in law in Kerala. I was leaving Kannur (thats were my in-laws and my wife reside)and Mr. P ( my da-in-law) was accompanying me to the railway station in a auto-rickshaw. There is one dirty thing in otherwise clean surroundings in Kerala i would like to mention, the walls in the city are all covered with film posters (and ofcourse a small group of men around admiring the scene portrayed). It will have a hero (who ofcourse resembles like a fat,fiftish something rich politician we have back in Goa)with a heroine which will make you feel as if the film is about an incestual relationship between a father-daughter, which isnt ofcourse. Ofcourse the heroine will wear a top which in civilised world would be equivalent of a bra, displaying her larger than life (i mean it) cleavage and lot of flab around her waste, in short;my mom would flip out looking at, looking at the camera in a manner befitting a porn star who just has performed fellatio on her man. It makes hard for people like me who practice chastity not look at such posters (but ofcourse with lot patience now i have conquered this terrible affliction). Back to the auto rickshaw, my da in law suddenly oblivious of everything around him proudly says "We people kerala..." loss at words... "we people in kerala"... loss at words again..."are very conservative people" and he was beaming with pride. "yes, you are" i said.
I probably guess he was commenting on the liberal attitude of the Goans. Hard truth, Mr Proud you arent conservative people, you are plainly male chauvinists. You are only conservative at home with your wives and daughters but otherwise ......no words to say.

Changed the hello tune

It seems my mom does not like Bob Dylan or his "Tambourine Man". Everytime she called me she always complained about the "wierd" hello tune. She felt the sound was similar to the howling of dogs at night. So much for Mr. Dylan the greatest song writer of the century but well "i may be a software engineer, but i gotta serve somebody" (its my mom in this case). I decided to change the hello tune.

Then came the painful task of choosing which genre to select. Should it be something from classic rock or a romantic ballad (to keep my wife happy ofcourse) or a hindi bhule bisre geet (B&W classics). Hmm why not something from our dear own Goa. A konkani khatar ofcourse. The first name that stuck me was Chris Perry and luckily on the airtel website i did find the melodious song "Bandra Festak". Wow and it was a treat to hear the great song from the master of Lorna "the nightingale of Goa, Chris Perry.

This is how the lyrics of the song go.

Bandra festak gelom hanv tea nimnnea Aitara
Ferien bonvtam-bonvtam horam zait ailim bara
Chonnekaram mhunnot ‘Bab gorom chonnem vora’
Chonnem khavnk urlom thuimsor pavlonam ghara

Chorus
Ha! Ha! Vah, vah, vah – lok ferien bonvta
Chevrisam sorpotel, sogllem thuimsor mevta
Merry-Go-Round-ar, chedde-cheddvam gunvta
Luttin kitem poitai, konnui konnak tenkta

Ha! Ha! Vah, vah, vah – lok ferien bonvta
Chevrisam sorpotel, sogllem thuimsor mevta
Merry-Go-Round-ar, chedde-cheddvam gunvta
Luttin kitem poitai, konnui konnak tenkta

II
Giant Wheel-ar bostolom mhunnon ticket kaddli
Moje kuxik tannen eke anttik dhaddli
Voir pavonam fuddem antti fugar zavn roddli
‘Oh my God’ mhunnon tinnen veng mhaka marli

Chorus
Ha, ha! ‘My God, my God’, antti suskar soddi
Uncle sokol, khonti-uske kaddi
Beautiful lady, asli itki saddi
Uddki marit mhunn, hanven ghott dhorli saddi

Ha, ha! ‘My God, my God’, antti suskar soddi
Uncle sokol, khonti-uske kaddi
Beautiful lady, asli itki saddi
Uddki marit mhunn, hanven ghott dhorli saddi

III
Matxe mukar, ring uddonvchem stall dislem
Tea stall-an tim ring-am divnk, sobit cheddum aslem
Kensanchem mountain kelelem mojem sintid thoim urlem
Ring uddoilelem tachea mountain-ar poddlem

Chorus
Yeah, yeah! ‘Lucky fellow’ mhunn bobav lokacho
Har ghalun fulancho, fottu kaddlo amcho
Ugddass vechonam Montichea festacho
Chear anneank hanv mog jiklom Bandrachea cheddvacho

Chorus
Yeah, yeah! ‘Lucky fellow’ mhunn bobav lokacho
Har ghalun fulancho, fottu kaddlo amcho
Ugddass vechonam Montichea festacho
Chear anneank hanv mog jiklom Bandrachea cheddvacho

The cricket on the hearth

Kahlil Gibran

Kahlil Gibran was a lebanese artist-author-poet during the turn of the last century. Known for his writings on spiritual romance. Below are some of his magnificient quotes.

A little knowledge that acts is worth infinitely more than much knowledge that is idle.


All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind


And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. (one of my favorites)


Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.


Exaggeration is truth that has lost its temper.


Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.

Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.


You may tie my hands with chains and my feet with shackles, and put me in the dark prison, but you shall not enslave my thinking, for it is free, like the breeze in the spacious sky."

LONG LIVE KAHLIL GIBRAN!!!!!

Masterworks of Mario Miranda

Ferry across the Zuari river.


Swaying palms and guitars playing; games on the sand; pretty Senhorinas and gay ‘Cavalheiros’, dancing under the stars.




A wedding of fisherfolk.



A Goa village market is all noise and bustle, scents and smells, a strange mixture of fish and flowers. Buxom, garrulous fisherwomen, with sweet-smelling zaios adorning their hair, are busy enticing wily customers to buy their delicious river fish.

Wow what pills are they. Can ihave some before i go to work.

Conversations of Churchill

reporter: so you are the ambassador from Goa.
Churchill: Ambassador no ambassador.. only Hyundai Sonata!!
reporter: You must be joking.
Churchill: No Joaquim my brother MLA cuncolim... I churchill MP south Goa.

Reasons why you should/should not marry a malayali

It was the fateful day on June 6th this year. Well we both were tired of the boyfriend-girlfriend tag and we wanted to define the relationship on a higher plane. We got married. She was a malayali and i a goan. Different states, different cultures, and everything was different except for our hearts.
Though my beloved will kill me if she reads this but listed below are few points why a goan should/should not marry a malayali
Why should you not marry a malayali
1. You may be the CEO of the top IT company in India but if you dont work in Dubai (pronounced THU-bai) you still are a piece of crap.
2. You still struggle with the pleats of your lungi.
3. You walk to buy some alchohol in kerala and all you see is a wine shop with a queue bigger than the one at Balaji temple at Tirupati.
4. You walk with your wife in the sun and all that she does is wipe the sweat out of your face and tell you stories about how the sun is tanning her face.
5. You get to eat so many assorted dishes made out of bananas that you still think you havent evolved yet (from the apes ofcourse).
6. You do not know how to do the talking with your lungi.
7. Hovewer much you try you cant pronounce english alphabets correctly.... yumm (m), yunn (n), vo (o)...
...to be cont...

MALE CHASTITY I (contd)

R had the same dream again. He saw the same beautiful nymphs again. But he could not become hard for the chastity belt around his groin. It was painful and he gave a long frustrated look at the glittering steel belt. Sudenly S appeared before him.
"Now everytime you get horny you will understand how painful it would be for you. Hahaha! poor boy".
He woke up with a startle. He had cummed in his night pants. He hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash himself. His mind was in a kind of tumult. What was happening to him. He looked over at S. She was sleeping like a baby. He still pictured her in the black metallic corset as in his dreams. Suddenly he had erection again. He looked at his wife again. He went and cuddled besides her. He took her small body into his arms which partially woke her up.
"Ooh darling"
He kissed her hungrily and both fell into the net of deep loud sighs and a sea full of loving emotions.

She was serving him breakfast the next morning. He could not stop staring at her. Everytime he did it he felt a stir in his groins.
"Sweetheart. I had a strange dream yesterday" he said.
"What was it about"
"about you" he said teasingly and looked at his watched. he suddenly jumped out of his seat.
"hey darling its getting late. I better leave" he kissed his wife goodbye and set out for work...

The king and the begger's shoe...

Once upon a time there lived a king who was never content and happy. Once out of desparation he calls upon all the scholars of his kingdom to put an end to this strange disorder. Days passed by but no one could come across a proper solution. Finally a grand old sage suggested to the king, "You shall live happily if you can find the happiest person in the kingdom and get his shoe for me".
The king immediately went into the pursuit with a new found vigour. He asked a few of his subjects whether they were happy but he always got a negative answer. Days flew by but the king could not find any such person in his entire kingdom who said he was happy and content. Out of despair he saw a beggar lying on the pavement. He approached him with apprhension and asked him whether he was happy. The beggar replied he was very happy with his life. Elated the king asked for his shoe.
Shoe! he said and burst out into peals of laughter.
"Sir if i had a shoe on my feet it would have worried me that someone might steal it. You see i am happy because i have nothing to worry about"

Moral of the story: Go barefeet if you wish for happiness.

Weekend and Indian Idol.

Was back after a very un eventful weekend. Spent time by resting on the bed for most of the weekend. Had a few phonecalls as well (ofcourse from my Wife... who else). Was at a point at which Moll Flanders discovers that her husband is her own half-brother. Has to go through the guilt trip of an incestual relationship. Man should not always look for riches... the rags can bring you happiness. Watched Indian Idol late last night. Sunidhi was gorgeous. No opinions about Anu Malik, because i still cant figure out why is he there in the first place. And who is this salim by the way. Can someone enlighten me on this person, specifically on what has he done in our music industry? Personnal opinion, well it would be either between Sriram and Bhoomi. Would personnally wish Bhoomi would have it. We have a dearth of western sounding female playbacks in the industry.

MALE CHASTITY - I

R had the strangest dream yesterday night. He saw himself in midst of most beautiful surroundings, enchanted by a group of nymphs playing by the fresh water spring. But he was chained to a tree. Stark naked save for the chastity cage around his organ. The nymphs were giving him seducing glances but it was painful for him to get hard. In fact the pleasure denial was providing him with more pleasure. His forehead broke out into a beads of sweat. His organ was wanting the touch of fresh air yet it was a hungry caged bird longing for a grain. Then suddenly all the nymphs disappeared and were replaced by one beautiful "Goddess". It was S his wife.
"What the hell do you think you were doing? You have married me and have no shame groping at other beautiful woman." She had an angry expression on her face which could had made the best wrestler in the world scurrying off for cover.
"Forget that thing will ever come off". she was poiting to his chastity cage. And she suddenly left. He found himself screaming, begging for mercy but she never showed herself again.

He woke up. He was panting and there was sweat all over him. He touched his organ and there was no chastity cage around him. He noticed the bed side clock and it was 04:00 in the moring. Comfortably curled beside him was S his wife. He looked over her and still could make out the beautiful curve of her bottom against the facade of her glittering nighty. Finally he put a loving arm around her belly, kissed her forehead which she reciprocated with sweet moans in her sleep. He loved his wife and could never imagine his life without her. Yet he could not sleep for the remainder of the night. He had thoughts in his mind. Last night they had attended a party. Everything had went fine save for the beautiful lady in balck sitting at the next table constantly vying for his attention. He was defeated by his beauty and was staring at her beautiful legs when he suddenly notied his wife red faced staring at him. Immediately he felt the guilt and started to apologise. She walked out of the party silently and no amount of coaxing could stop the tears in her eyes. Finally they drove home and S remained silent all throughout. He apologised to her but she just slipped into the blankets and went into a deep sleep.
"Why cant i just stop looking at other woman" he thought to himself before he went into a deep sleep....

Daniel Defoe and Moll Flanders

Started reading the Daniel Defoe's classic Moll Flanders. Love biographical tales about woman in distress. Found it not as heart touching as fanny Hill though but it made a lot more sense to me. I am falling in love with Victorian English these days. Long poetic sentences, indirect implications and literature full of distinct figures of speech. We hardly get to see any love towards literature these days. People more interested in easy reading books such as "2 states - the story of my marriage" have left Wuthering Hieghts withering over the shelves. "Disdainful and highly discouraging taste acquired by the modern and sophisticated breed of youth".... wow now even my blogs are turning victorian now...
"in sincere penitence for the wicked lives we have lived".

GOA NEWS

Read some news on Goa today. Great political drama. We might have another "Rajneeti - The Goan Version". The plot will start with great politician's son being implicated in the gang-rape of a minor, a russian. The father tries to save him from the judiciary. Enter the corrupt police man, who try everything from torturing the victims family and try to buy the witnesses. Now herein comes an honest person, the leader of youth wing of another party trying everything to get victim the justice. We then see a lot of protest and action. Then suddenly another politicians some gets caught while buying cocaine from Eric the Red a peddlar from Israel. Finally the film drags on, the climax is shown as one Peter from Cortalim with his glass of brandy on one side, a plate of peanuts on the other, reading a goan newspaper that flashes the headline "Politicians son out on bail"...
great isnt it...

Met Vijay

Met my old mate Vijay who is a "GHAT" (and not a Ghati as most people call him" enthusiasts. Planned on travelling to Kamshet but shit its BJP bandh today. Reason fuel prices. Wages have increased as well. But said no petrol pumps avalaible. Had to settle down on a Tekdi(hillock) in Dehuroad, Sant Tukaram's abode. Had a brush with spirituality. Could listen to abhangs (Marathi Devotional Music) from a distance. Saw a few Sadhus and wondered how fulfilling their life is. Got frustrated with my own struggles. Missed my janu (Thats what i fondly call my wife), wondered what if she was with me now.

"That was the place where Sant Tukaram lived" interrupted Vijay, i woke up from my dream.
Could only see the pinnacle of a shanty temple on a hilltop.
"Nice" i said.
I love you my janu and i miss you a lot.

Why does the media throw so much crap.

Was watching mega event of Dhoni-Sakshi wedding. Man even at their private ceremonies the paparrazzi just cannot leave people alone. I wonder why they have to show the lives of mega celebrities, why there cant be feature program on Sakharam our milkman.
His day starts early. Its when the milk satchets arrive at his place. He has to go through every bit of travelling salesman algorithm just to find the optimum path to distribute milk which will save time and fuel. Right in time to bring much needed groceries at home. Then he will park his vehicle just in time to run a few errands. Gohome, eat dinner, watch some shitty television program on Doordarshan, screw his wife and sleep.
Too boring huh!!!
Well what if the news channel just stop all the hullabaloo about the celebrities and celebrate people like sakharam without which our lives would be in big mess.

Back to pune.

Wipro transferred me again. Shame! bangalore had no place for me. The land of raajkumaar did not like laid back people like me. My wife wasnt too happy. It was only a KSRTC bus and 7 hours seperated us earliar but now it will take me more than 24 hours and whole tour of west coast of india to be in my beloved's arms. Lets see how everyone here is.

KOLKATA v/s PUNE

Well i have stayed in both the places for quite a while now let me jot down the differences btw them
Well start with expenses... man pune sucks!!! not a place for a spend thrifty like i am. Well if a person like me needs 300 bucks/day in a place in pune i can do the same shit in as little as 350 in Kolkata.
Food was good in Pune no doubt. If you wish to have quality food in kolkata man be ready to shell out a lot of money or travel a long distance. Man my only complain with Pune is the fresh fish. being a goan i eat fish 6 days a week. The fish in Kolkata is amazing.
Cleanliness!!!!!!!!! ooooooooofff...... Do not come to Kolkata if you love clean surroundings.
Beer!!! man i love Kolkata for this. Loads of beer for a small price. Another of my goan trait showing up for obvious reasons.

FOREX RATES

Rupee eased away from a recent nine-year high on Wednesday, as investors pared positions in the local unit on concerns over central bank intervention, and on dollar demand from oil refiners for month-end payments.

At 9:35 am, the rupee was at 40.555/565 per dollar, slipping from Tuesday's 40.48/49, which was its strongest close since May 1998, and well clear of Monday's nine-year intra-day high of 40.28.

"The central bank has been blocking the rupee at 40.50, so the market is likely to be a rangebound today," said a dealer with a private bank, who expects the rupee to trade in a 40.50-40.60 range.

Dealers said there were traces of Reserve Bank of India (RBI) intervention when the rupee touched 40.46 on Tuesday, but said the central bank's dollar buying was relatively light compared with an estimated $600-$650 million it bought on Monday.

Lower inflation gave the central bank more elbow room to intervene, they said. Data on Friday showed annual inflation eased to an eight-month low of 5.27 per cent in mid-May.

The rupee is Asia's best performing currency against the dollar this year, gaining more than 9 percent on strong capital inflows into the fast-growing economy.

Dealers said the rupee was likely to appreciate in coming weeks, buoyed by a wave of capital inflows slated for Indian equities, including an IPO by property developer DLF Ltd, that is looking to raise an Indian record of $2.4 billion.

"With around $10 billion of IPOs slated for next month in India, and foreign interest likely to be substantial, the rupee-positive flow picture does not look like changing any time soon," Shahab Jalinoos, currency strategist with ABN AMRO Bank in Singapore, said in a note.

"Given the continued sensitivity to inflation, we do not see a high likelihood of the RBI trying to draw a line in the sand if flows come through strongly in June," added Jalinoos, who expects the rupee to test 40.00 in June.