The Hounds of Gachibowli

“On a cold,chilly early winter morning there ran good ol’abbulugadu…blessed,fearless,driven,unafraid …… “

This singular event literally scared me off my fearless wits 😛 (there! Now u know that its scary 😀 )

So there I decided to resume the ever-so-notorious 10K runs.Early morning’s a cold,eerie place on the Gachibowli free way.At 5:15 AM on a cold November morning , its dark,cold and lonely.Makes one think that the soul reaver just finished the last soul-morsel on the Gachibowli-tolichowki road :O

Then it happened .I was doing my fast jog routine when all of a sudden came this lean stray dog just about the size of my kid-sister’s pencil box.

“Hey dog come near me and you will be kallas ! ” I thought.I got ready to give it the kick of its life !

Then suddenly it let out a howl (aren’t wolves supposed to do that) And then it happened …

Not one , not two ….but seven of them now came up rallying behind the first one.They didnt look like pencil boxes anymore.They were like the Hound of Baskervilles multiplied by eight 😦

“Oh boy Now its like in The Omen movie .These mongrels are gonna rip me apart ”

My first impulse ….”Run abbulu run !” Oh crap! No matter how much of a running man I am ,no matter how much I might potentially rock on Dec. 15th & 16th (hehe..if placements dont come in the way) , I cant outrun insane, pissed off, hungry dogs ,right ? My hair stood up ,like it literally got (yeah! U guessed it right )electrified :p

Remember!At school , we used to do the statue routine.So I did that.tThen,three of those Gachobowli hounds circled around me 🙂 & probabaly decided that I was not going to kick them.And then , the Sun came out .

Like in the climax of lotr 2 the Sun probably discouraged them to carry out their orc-ish agenda.They barked to each other and packed off in a jiffy,almost like a vanishing act in movies where the demons glide away in the mist 😀

and so once again …

“On a cold,chilly early winter morning there ran good ol’ abbulugadu …blessed,fearless,driven,unafraid …… “

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ps : Hey fellows of Agni,Vayu,Aakash ! Ever heard of the last dish on Odin’s feast ? 😉

Of life,cruisers and the avenger funda

Very few things in the ever-becoming-more-sedentary world can beat a bike ride on a cruiser bike 🙂 ( on a traffic free road of course)

Well …I spoke of this one before but the fundas in the Bajaj Avenger ad (featured over a year ago) are blasphemic yet AWEsome.

The ad starts with a macho guy, with a stub, wearing a black T-Shirt and a black jeans, driving his Bajaj Avenger through the roads of Ladakh. (Gachobowli-Tolichowki  road too can be tried 😀 )

As he is driving, he remembers his dad slapping him, which is shown in black and white. As the ad comes back to the present, the voice over says, “I forgive my dad”.

abbulu’s parody : Hmm ..I am not talking about this one.But for the record,my dad never did that.

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Now his boss throws a pile of paper on him and fires him. He ducks while driving while imagining that. The voice over says, “I forgive my boss”.

abbulu’s IIITian parody : Replace the boss with all the prof.s who were patient enough to bear with this oh-so-average yours truly 🙂

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He encounters a hole in the middle of the road, and as his bike jumps out of the hole, he looks back at it, and the voice over says, “I forgive the government”.

abbulu’s parody : In the year 2002, dad met with a serious accident because of such a hole-on-the-road. The next day , I had this internal exam,but i didnt really care about the preparation anymore 😦 .And poor pa was telling my mom “Dont tell abbulu ..he’s got an exam”

Of course , dad being the baap of abbulu the macho man (hehehe) recovered quickly and hence,I forgive the government.
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He traverses through roads that beautifully make Valhalla seem like a highway.He moves along.

The next scene that he remembers about is that of his barber about to give him a shave. Coming back to the present, he licks at the scar below his nose and the voice over says, “I forgive my barber”.

abbulu’s IIITian parody : The chap who used to bolt my door back then in summer.Not that its related but I used to dream of the same person cutting my throat with a barber’s tools 😦

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He then sees a guy on the road, trying to start his bike. He looks at the guy and the voice over says, “I forgive my past”.
abbulu’s parody : God! The only time my bike broke down was somewhere near Hi tec city ..had to call dad to the rescue.It was like a punishment from Bhagwaan for really losing my temper for the first time in 3 years. 😉 (incident too painful to speak about )
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As he drives along, he sees a local who was sitting and weeding the path. The local gets up, arcs his back to relieve the pain, and the voice over says, “I feel……. I feel like….”.
Then he looks up to the sky, while the voice over says, “I feel like god”.

abbulu’s parody : “I feel like GOD” katte … I never felt that :O I thought only rakshasas in mythology serials make such statements 😛

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Parting thought ..err…verse :

Like a revenge act out of a brazier

The bike’s got a name called avenger

Yet its got the mercy- paradox

So there u go ..pull up your socks ?!?!?!?!?!

    Its like in one of those Sheldon novels

    This fat guy( cholestrol in his bowels ?? )

    Says “Sicilians forgive but never forget”

    Can say the same about the IIITian net

– good ol’ abbulugadu

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ps : Next post either on “Dhooms and Machales” (or) “abbulu = me= IPS ??? ”

ps1 : I need to work on my ps-ing mass production skills.

The one on Sunday Canivals and ill omens

Must say these lot of sunday carnivals, cultural nights, etc., are a welcome change in the relatively smouldered lifestyles of the not-so-distant IIITian past.Everyone gets to enjoy and indulge in vellagir-ish past times.

But then , for me unfortunately , whenever such events take place(since the beginning of my final year) something bad ,embarassing , irritating et al , particularly belonging to the “bheja-fry-triggering” category , happens.Too embarassing THINGS to elucidate upon in this blog.Not anything related directly to carnivals,but its like they are the omens of abbulu’s destruction (statistically speaking 😛 )

Lets just hope that today’s GOONJ – the ug1 carnival has a different experience in store for yours truly.

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Dialogue of the day :

abbulu : Hey wasssssup man ?

Lilli : Everything f***ed up

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ps :  Wrote the IIFT entrance today.Paper was ..hmm.er… .surprising !

ps1 : Coming to IIIT in the evening.Hope there’s a open air DJ sort of thing where everyone gets to jump and do monkey-giri 😉

The Ground Zero Feeling

I can quite literally feel it now 😦 … the exactly parallel feeling to the one I had when Kavith Abrol left Niraj at the end of 9th (Who is this guy ? Well! He was the school bond ..but you folks know him not I guess)

At that junction (March 2000) , I went like “Yo man! This is your day!”.

Shift to November 2K6. Hmm.. okay while writing the DIP paper it was like my whole IIITian life came before me.I didnt know how to fill the answer booklet and also how to pass those 3 hours.Not thatI didnt know some of the answers I didn’t write,but what would happen when your mind goes blank.Honestly, the one DIP related thing that redundantly occured to my mind was … BLANK boleto gray level = 0. 😉

That too for the first time in an exam since the last three years!!! But its not about the DIP paper(I might just get a safe grade) but something else, an overwhelming force that I know not, but has been troubling to say the least.

Technically,superficially every thing’s hunky-dory 🙂 right now, but why in the name of Li-Shenron (must stop idolizing Dragonball-Z too much 😉 ) do i get the-fort-crumbling-from-within feeling.

And also, remember the Swami in Lagaan who goes like “Ooski Amma ko yaad karra hoga” !!Yes! I do remember my ma now ,not for any particular reason though. Only for solace 🙂

Okay then! Good ol’ me’s gonna go to room and sleep now.Could someone please wake me up in the morning!

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Quote of the day

” They’re not real. ”

– Jericho Kane in ‘End of Days’

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ps : Hey God! Will the uber state ever come ?

*** Good ol’ abbulugadu looking towards the sky *** 😐

Yet another Exablog

Okay this Exablog is a bare necessity for existence, a feeble attempt at causing a self deviation (whatever that meant 😦 )

Hmm..okay here goes ..

The CAT

This feline friend is finally about to arrive .Just a fortnight away.

As an arbitrary rip-off , wonder why they coined the word fortnight .This is the exact reason.Must say I was n’t exactly pleased with the background.Expected much more.You know … something like a legendary battle to defend a fort ,that actually lasted for 2 weeks ,but ppl felt like it was one long night because ..err.. the Sun got blocked or something (what the #@%@$%# ?? )Okay i agree 😦 the stress is getting to my head !!

Okay where was I ? Yeah ..the CAT! Sometimes it so happens that mighty warriors with all the heavy duty weaponry and stuff fall just like that.Sometimes, the guys who act like “Who ?Me? CAT? :O ” actually get calls.Of course the ASPIRANTS cover a broader range.I only mentioned the lower and upper limits. 😀

Alright folks!I dont think this talk about the feline majesty is serving my true purpose of the exablog.So I say no more …

The Photo Shoot

Hmm ..ok ! Neither was I a part of the winning football team nor the winning basketball team (runners-up actally)at the recent Inter coll-sports meet dubbed the “ICTHALON”.

But how did good ol’ Sid and myself find ourselves in the photoshoots along with the likes of Sangal,Zulu,etc., Simple,my dear friends!Get into the Sports Council 🙂

WAIT! Before you jump to conclusions let me make it clear that good ol’ abbulugadu’s primary aim in joining the council is to serve IIITian sports 😛 (boy! I can feel a halo 😉 around that head of mine..okay okay dont puke please)

The End Sems :

It is blasphemy and even more to talk about this, being a final year student. Just wanted to say that I am relying on the great Singamalai to save the former CryptMaster from Cryptography.

Btw could someone please teach me DIP ?? 😦

The Mag :

Its like I predicted during the lighter days of old.Things seem dim and none wants to save the mag 😦

Just one Echoes and yet once again , You hear the IIIT Magazine singing “I disappear” .Oh well I am singing “In the End” right now.

Well! Lets see .. if there’s any kind of salvation waiting for the good ol’ mag in the next sem.

Where am I?

Being at coll has its plus points.But i just realised that I always come home on the last Sunday before End sems.

Hmm…guess its some kind of sub-conscious sentiment.The one that goes like ,

“See your family before the Exams and your lost energy flows back into you.”

– abbulugadu

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ps : Prithvi leading the sports tally! Interesting!

ps1 : Will post GR’s bare-headed photos soon.(Found them in my PC.Thought I lost them.Now he’s finished)

ps2 : Ever thought of trying bungee-jumping ? 😉