Thursday, November 22, 2012

the Hitchhiker is back.


I dont remember the last time I did this. Should be 10 years back, when i was well in my  early twenties, when i did not have much money with me, but had this immense hunger to travel, to see places. I would go out to random places, unplanned, without any schedule or map, and come back when all the money is spent. I used to sleep in bus stands, foot paths, and where ever it was cheap. The bulk of the expense was batteries to my old BPL walkman, which played cassetes, and possibly the cheap hotel i would take for an hour to fresh up or to use the toilet. 

As time went by, the general compartment in the train gave way to Airconditioned coaches, and then trains gave way to flights. The lifts i used to take in long distance trucks gave way to cabs. The cheap hotel was replaced by decent, expensive hotels. Well, travelling was no more fun. 

Last saturday made me realise the one thing i miss. The curiosity and the hunger to do the unknown, to explore the unexplored. Those days, we did not have ATMs, Mobile phones, google maps, and not even a decent digital camera. So after getting drunk in a couple of pubs, i decided to do it, again.

So I took off, straight, with a pair of bathroom slippers, a shorts, (I realised i was not wearing an underwear later in the bus) a t shirt, and my jacket. There was no charge in my basic phone, so mobile phone was switched off. I took a 1000 bucks from the ATM so that I will not visit ATM till i am back. And then, i took the first bus to hospet. The plan was to go to Humpi, roam around, and do what ever i felt like doing. 

I reached Hospet in the morning, and i desperately wanted to fresh up. The hotel guy refused me a room, as i looked suspicious without a luggage. I manged to bribe him a 100 bucks, to let me use a room for half hour. 

I revisited the old times, wandering without a destination, stopping by and not worrying about what i missed to see in humpi. When i got tired, i sat down the side of the road and watched people. When i could walk, i walked. I played with the monkeys and dogs and cat on the road, kept watching the beggars on walkway, spent an hour doing nothing at a small shack where i took masala tea and omlette, and sat amused looking at the huge boulders. I imagined myself to be the king of the bygone era, I imagined the people around me to be the masses who will want to queue up to see the king. Then the thought wandered to Manthri the Tantri of "tinkle", and I just let the thoughts come and go. 

Isnt this what i always did, when i did not have a single penny in my hand? And now, when i have money and time to spare, why do i visit the crowded city pubs and drink? 

I was always happy travelling alone, because i get to do what i feel like doing. But now, i realise i do miss a partner to share that beautiful scenery with. When i was the sun rise as a red coloured disk, i felt the urge to wake up a girl and show the beauty of it. That is the hormones playing with me, but then, the trip went fine. I did not spend anything other than the food, which cane to less than a 100 bucks. and the bus to and fro from Bangalore, which came to 560. and the 100 rupee bribe to the hotel guy. 

I did not have to use a google map, a mobile phone, internet, ATM, or anything electronic. I did not even use an earphone. I am very happy for that. I can still do it, and feel good about it. 

Now, its just a question of, where next. I cant wait, I cant wait to hitch hike. Next time, no more buses. Its going to be the trucks hitting the highway. Or may be my bicycle. 

I guess the traveller in me is back. After all there are a hell lot of places i have never seen in Karnataka. I am already excited. 


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

of losers and winners.


This word has been of interest to me lately. I always wondered what that could mean. It made perfect sense when two people has to compete with certain common goals, like the stupid cricket match. The term loser is well defined there. Or any other games, as all games has the sole purpose to determine the winner and loser. 

So when it comes to real life, where, I believe, we are not in a competition with anyone or anything, how cane we probably call someone a loser or winner? unless we agree on the guidelines of books which says "you can win" or "ways to be successful" or stuff like that??

So i googled for the definition of "loser", and the urban dictionary gave out some interesting results:

"A disgusting person with no future, except for lung cancer, if that counts as a future. This person is really nasty and reeks of smoke. They have no ability to make effective decisions and therefore make a lot of stupid mistakes in life. They tend to spend money unwisely and have no idea how to get ahead or improve themselves, if they even care to think about it. A loser has such disdain for the world they live in that they just toss trash (for example cigarette butts) on the ground. They are filled with such self-hatred that they don't even really care to quit smoking. Basically a loser is lower than human shit, and they are that way of their own making."

"People who have little or no contact with people because they are afraid of being rejected again like they have been before. Therefore they have no friends. They usually have a low paying job or aren't very successful in school if they are in currently getting an education. They do not have any talent what so ever. And are sometimes pot heads or alcoholics.
The loser committed suicide because he could not continue knowing that he was a loser."

Damn these people who defined all these things. If they had not defined, i would not have to look and see if my profile matches any of these. I also wanted to browse for the meanings of words i never understood, like "selfish", "jerk", "stud", "bitch", "slut", this and that. Qualities which we all accuse people of, not knowing everyone has their own definition of all these words, These words, man made obviously, brings a lot of sadness into people, make people scared of their own self, make people feel they are not doing the right thing. 

I do fit very well into the two above definitions, as i smoke well, i never took any effective decisions, never managed money, never wanted to improve, have a very very small social circle, and dont have any particular "talent". If that makes me one, well, let it be, I think i am very comfortable with the way it is now, and i dont plan or intend to change it any time in the near future. 

Damn these literature guys. Wish we where like cats, we just have a few limited type of meows, to convey "i need food", "this is my territory", "get lost", "lets have sex" and "i am going to sleep - dont disturb"

The more granular and refined you are in expressing what you feel, or the more vocabulary you have, the more vocabulary you will have to use to fix things up.


Tuesday, November 06, 2012

life % sex


life is like sex. if you dont take it slow, it will end up in a pre mature ejaculation.
gives you a feeling you did it, but without a feeling.