blue green yellow and "tcsh .... "

Added later … this railways website never works here. Today it is unimaginably slow, this is the umpteenth time I have been trying to login, the home page never loads. Maybe today is one of those days when nothing works. But the problem I am having mostly such days only there are never any normal days here. Where is normalcy in this place? Everything is abnormal here, right from my arm length bitter gourd to gundu rice everything here is one (sorry ten) sizes big. One would forget how small vegetables are when one lives here for an extended period of time. Living here I have an important lesson in life, no matter what people tell you, no matter how much one is ready to pay you, if you have lost interest in life want, want to roam around coconut trees with nothing to do in life, die peacefully drenched in rain this is the place for you guys you can come here. Tourists are welcome here anyday anytime. Hospitability is something they think you get in hospitals ignorant souls that they are. I take this opportunity to tell them that hospitability is not a medicine or an injection you get in hospitals but is a character of which India is famous of throughout the world. “tcsh .. … tcsh ….” No that is not a tc shell prompt but that is how you would be called here. They don’t confuse with names or titles here, it is a simple culture where elders, youngsters, ladies, gay people are referred to as “tchsh …..”
(pronounce it as hiss ..) it is something a king cobra would be proud of.


Having moved into a new building, I am surrounded by colours. If there was something called interior designing then the person who designed this must have always bunked that class and went for a movie. How can people have such worse tastes? Now look at my cubicle – one wall is purple, the second is black and the third one is chrome yellow and to top it all the wall is yellow colour. Yuck !! If I was in a better mood then maybe I would have liked this colour but today is not that day … today is one more day of disappointments. One more day which proves why I don’t like this state or its people very much. “Interestingly, a significantly large proportion of Indians in NASA are people from this state” .. a board in infopark boasts, doing what ? I ask – do they do what vadivel does in dubai. Guess so. That’s my personal opinion a highly prejudiced opinion in that. A state which celebrates the return of its rakshash king every year. Boasts of its great special meal. I am trying to book a ticket online. The internet connection is really slow, as always here. My dial up connection is faster than this. Common sense prevailed in choosing where to put the plugpoints and they have placed it on top unlike the previous place where the plugs were under the table and everytime one had to bend down, go beneath the table and plug the charger in. And the toilets are comparable to those in cinema theatres, the mirror is placed is such an awkward place it is convenient place for gay men to enjoy the view. Atleast I have got back my song collections to listen to. Let me listen to kaise hai ye ruth from dil chahta hai …

It does not matter what dil chahtha hai but what matters is only what purse ke andhar kya hai … and the pantry is one kilometer away. The stairs is closed and only one lift works .. what do they expect us to do ? if there was a sudden fire accident here in this place, I would all of us have to run to the stairs at the back of the building to run away. Till then probably agni god would be munching on his sandwich.
Talking of my (our future here in this wonderful place) .. we have a bright future awaiting us… as bright as the wall in front of me