In search of myself...

There is no time of the year like Christmas! I just love it. There is no traffic on the roads. No work to be done at office. Deadlines automatically relax by a couple of weeks. And you still get paid for it without exhausting precious privilege leave! I love this time of the year. Celebrating Work, indeed!

The traditional way of annual maintenance of vehicles / machines etc. is called Ayudha Pooja and falls on the last day of Navaratri. This Ayudha pooja was a little special as an incident left me amused! I landed in Bangalore after a hectic Delhi trip late in the afternoon on Ayudha pooja day, only to find my wife waiting for me at home - to wash my motorbike so that she could do the honors with the turmeric, vermilion and sandalwood paste. Obediently (no other choice), I took the bike to get it washed. I was charged Rs. 10 extra for the excess water that had to be spent in washing the bike. I resisted, but the mechanic was adamant that he had to spend a fortune in cleaning my vehicle. I was irritated, but the devil in me made me proud of the distinction! I narrated this to my wife who only remarked that I would never change - her common dialogue when she doesn't find words to express herself or defeat my argument!! Lol...

If the word "traffic" were an adjective in the English language, its superlative would have been called "Bangalore". I have seen really bad traffic jams in many places, but have always known this to be a sporadic thing. Beautiful Bangalore boasts of this on a diurnal basis. Every stretch of road is pregnant with smoking vehicles. The planning authorities are hell bent on having buses stop immediately after traffic signals for a never-ending queue of people to board and unboard, thus choking the flow at a green light. The longest trailers / trucks with absolutely no or capacity load on them can ply on Ring Road during the peak hours at high speeds ranging between 5 and 10 kmph. To top it all, maamaas (traffic cops, as known in Tam land) stop these trucks for money-milking right amidst peak traffic. Pedestrians cross at will at the K R Puram station junction, with no regard for a bus speeding toward them. At their very sight, the bus driver must stop. And ...

This is what pure joblessness can do to someone. Make him blog after an year or so. I still don't find a subject to blog about. But let me try this. A cricket match tomorrow where I am playing with the team representing General Motors @ the NCJ grounds, Bangalore. Looking forward to it. What else? I am married now and people tell me I should be more responsible and should stop playing cricket. I don't know how cricket would affect any responsibility. That my wife loathes cricket is a fact, which would make her frown if I only spoke of the game, leave alone playing it. But that is her, and this is me. I have nothing else to write about. Good luck to me for the match tomorrow. It has been quite a while since I have seen victory in a match. Last 6 matches for Garnet were dirty losses and I am struggling with form. Marriage has generously helped that loss. Don't read a jobless fellow's rant. Go do your work!!!