When he was 4 he was never out of the show room probably and he was on a grand display at Sri Sarathy motors.
When he was 40 I am sure I picked him up but he was on his trial runs since I learned biking after getting him to my stable.
When he was 400 he was still in "For Registration" mode since I got him christened as "TN 41 L 8901" only after completion of his 500.
When he was 4000 he was the king of Chennai, doing his rounds everywhere that I took him from Office to home in Thiruvanmiyur, from beaches in ECR to Mayajal, from Satyam to Spencers and beyond
Well well well, he is 40000 right now and still running very strong. Never under utilized, but well maintained, he has given me very little trouble till now and he has been my most faithful buddy.
Cheers to my TVS Victor.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thai update
The current elected government is a puppet of the ousted formed prime minister who has escaped the country, thus allege the people alliance for democracy (PAD). As a final and intense climax to their protests, the PAD have taken control over Bangkok's two airports and forced the airports on a complete shutdown.
This has caused repercussions forcing airlines to cancel flights and Thai airlines have canceled their BLE-BKK flight for the past three days. Since I could not be on that flight, I could not take my vacation in Thailand scheduled to start today and hence every thing stands canceled.
The demonstrators have eroded months of my planning and desire to go into vacation into the shopping lanes and plazas of Bangkok and relax and be one with the serene beaches in Pattaya. Last to talk they have eroded a fair share of the money that I had put into the vacation without even me being on a flight to anywhere.
Thus I am at home in Bangalore, on a pensive mood thinking about cancelling my leaves at office and deciding to go to work today and forget the disappointment.
This has caused repercussions forcing airlines to cancel flights and Thai airlines have canceled their BLE-BKK flight for the past three days. Since I could not be on that flight, I could not take my vacation in Thailand scheduled to start today and hence every thing stands canceled.
The demonstrators have eroded months of my planning and desire to go into vacation into the shopping lanes and plazas of Bangkok and relax and be one with the serene beaches in Pattaya. Last to talk they have eroded a fair share of the money that I had put into the vacation without even me being on a flight to anywhere.
Thus I am at home in Bangalore, on a pensive mood thinking about cancelling my leaves at office and deciding to go to work today and forget the disappointment.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Trip to Pollachi
Last weekend was a busy one. I was joined by couple friends Sumant and Sravan as we went on a two day sight seeing trip to places around Pollachi.
We covered Amaravthi dam, The Croc farm on the dam site, Aliyar dam and Monkey falls. And on Sunday we graced our dear friend Bala's wedding near Pollachi and later in the day took a dip in the fast flowing Ambarampalayam river.
Pictures on Picasa. Link here.
Comments welcome.
We covered Amaravthi dam, The Croc farm on the dam site, Aliyar dam and Monkey falls. And on Sunday we graced our dear friend Bala's wedding near Pollachi and later in the day took a dip in the fast flowing Ambarampalayam river.
Pictures on Picasa. Link here.
Comments welcome.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wow, a day to remember.
It started with the arrival of the Friday evening. Just an evening more to my first wedding anniversary. Yeah it feels like its been a lot of time since I got to know about Pallavi. We have known each other for about two and half years now. It took us just 14 days to get love locked and spent the next one and half years planning our wedding. I'm just kidding...
Ok back to the Friday evening, the 22nd of August 2008, my in-laws and Pallavi's chithi-chitappa arrived by the intercity express. Yeah, that's the same train on which I first got to know Pallavi. I quickly called in for a city taxi and wisked my senior and junior pair of in-laws to home at HSR Layout. Pallavi served them with hot chappathis and we saw to that they were made comfortable...
The next dawn brought the beginnings of the anniversary and the flood of phone calls began. I am so grateful to each and every one of you who took some time off to give us a call and wish us. I am most honored dear gentlemen and ladies. It was wonderful. I had a lot of guests that day. First was my mom who arrived by overnight bus from Pollachi. She was on a two day holiday and given the breaks my mom takes from her school life, it showed that this is an occasion that she was not going to miss. I was touched. My grandma and uncle from Kotagiri were here and so were my uncle and aunt from Coimbatore. I invited all my close relatives and elders in Bangalore and we had a get together of a 25 people. Yes at my place...
Good things first, I ordered food from Nandhini... It was fantastic and saved the ladies of a tireful morning of cooking en masse. Pallavi and me were decked up and paid a visit to the local temple before attacking breakfast. In the mean time Pallavi's uncle vanished to the Forum to get us something and you wont believe me he has just got me the most expensive shirt I have ever got. I budgetted for less even for my wedding. I am still spellbound and can hardly believe what has happened...
Guests gathered and the house was swarming like a anthill on a hayday. Introductions, followed by more intros and wishes and we settled for lunch. That said and done we went into a game of "Tambola". I need to mention at this point that if there was a family game for my family hailing from Kotagiri this has to be it. I will consider "Rummy" a close second. It has been more than 10 years since I played my last game of housie-housie with my company of cousins and called ourselves the Nasa-Mosa company. It was fun and this is when I missed my favorite Tambola master, our dear Manina...
Tea was served and we proceeded with the cake cutting. My cousin, Suji made sure that his absence was well covered by the fact that the cake that he sent for our anniversary was the best. Man it was so delicious and melted in my mouth. Suji da, I missed you buddy. The occasion was made more special with the arrival of my second cousin Krishna anna, anni with their cute kid Prajal. Thanks guys, your presence is cherished...
Finally after the guests departed, we the left over people at home proceeded to Commercials and to Safina plaza to do some shopping. We shopped and shopped till we were so tired and it was 9:30 pm when we were back home. I was so so tired by the time the day ended, but I had an air of satisfaction all around me, made me feel how wonderful this life is, how loved and treasured I have become. Can I ask for more??? I think not...
Link to pics
Ok back to the Friday evening, the 22nd of August 2008, my in-laws and Pallavi's chithi-chitappa arrived by the intercity express. Yeah, that's the same train on which I first got to know Pallavi. I quickly called in for a city taxi and wisked my senior and junior pair of in-laws to home at HSR Layout. Pallavi served them with hot chappathis and we saw to that they were made comfortable...
The next dawn brought the beginnings of the anniversary and the flood of phone calls began. I am so grateful to each and every one of you who took some time off to give us a call and wish us. I am most honored dear gentlemen and ladies. It was wonderful. I had a lot of guests that day. First was my mom who arrived by overnight bus from Pollachi. She was on a two day holiday and given the breaks my mom takes from her school life, it showed that this is an occasion that she was not going to miss. I was touched. My grandma and uncle from Kotagiri were here and so were my uncle and aunt from Coimbatore. I invited all my close relatives and elders in Bangalore and we had a get together of a 25 people. Yes at my place...
Good things first, I ordered food from Nandhini... It was fantastic and saved the ladies of a tireful morning of cooking en masse. Pallavi and me were decked up and paid a visit to the local temple before attacking breakfast. In the mean time Pallavi's uncle vanished to the Forum to get us something and you wont believe me he has just got me the most expensive shirt I have ever got. I budgetted for less even for my wedding. I am still spellbound and can hardly believe what has happened...
Guests gathered and the house was swarming like a anthill on a hayday. Introductions, followed by more intros and wishes and we settled for lunch. That said and done we went into a game of "Tambola". I need to mention at this point that if there was a family game for my family hailing from Kotagiri this has to be it. I will consider "Rummy" a close second. It has been more than 10 years since I played my last game of housie-housie with my company of cousins and called ourselves the Nasa-Mosa company. It was fun and this is when I missed my favorite Tambola master, our dear Manina...
Tea was served and we proceeded with the cake cutting. My cousin, Suji made sure that his absence was well covered by the fact that the cake that he sent for our anniversary was the best. Man it was so delicious and melted in my mouth. Suji da, I missed you buddy. The occasion was made more special with the arrival of my second cousin Krishna anna, anni with their cute kid Prajal. Thanks guys, your presence is cherished...
Finally after the guests departed, we the left over people at home proceeded to Commercials and to Safina plaza to do some shopping. We shopped and shopped till we were so tired and it was 9:30 pm when we were back home. I was so so tired by the time the day ended, but I had an air of satisfaction all around me, made me feel how wonderful this life is, how loved and treasured I have become. Can I ask for more??? I think not...
Link to pics
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Ode to a 1100
It all started when I lost the mobile that my mom gifted me for my placement. It was about 4 and half years ago, one cold and misty night in January 2004. The mobile I lost was a Nokia 2100 and I had kept it very carefully and scratch free but some how it managed to find its way out of my pocket and ventured into the wide open world on the outside.
The frustration that the loss created was over bearing and I had decided not to purchase a mobile at all. But in a month's time I discovered that once mobile, you need to be mobile for the rest of your live, because living without is like living handicapped.
One fine day in February 2004 I walked into a mobile showroom in Chennai and picked up my first mobile, a Nokia 1100 that I purchased for about 5K (Yes, it was of that price then!!!) It was one of the first payments that I made with my Standard Chartered card. I have a hunch it was the very first...
This time I was determined to be careful in having the mobile. But I did not attach any emotional strings to my new buddy as I had to the one that I had lost. I think my mom still believes that I sold the 2100 and picked up the 1100... Friends came and went by and the mobile was used to call up innumerable number of friends. It had the most amazing battery life and with a active mobile life it used to give me 2-3 days of power without charging.
Chennai went by and Bangalore arrived and the mobile was still in scene. An active mobile life replaced a more passive one during my early times in Oracle when friends were scanty and hours of vetti chatting on mobile was done with and family life with my aunt's family started.
The starting of my love life, gave a fresh impetus to my mobile and big and busy talktimes started. Messaging was initiated in a big way and my mobile proved its might, the key pad may have a few numbers vanished, but the spirit of the mobile was untranished. Now and then there were a few gliches, some calls getting cut in signal transfers between towers, sometimes a rare hang. But nothing which a restart could not resolve.
In recent times, every true friend that I have had, has told me to get a new mobile. Not once or twice but countless times, but I did not want to give seperation to my oldest buddy. But eras pass, ages end, so its the end of the second age in Sudhir's mobile exsistance. And 1100 must be put to rest. Heres raising a toast to the ever youthful, abdominable, simplest and toughest, "Made for India" mobile.
The frustration that the loss created was over bearing and I had decided not to purchase a mobile at all. But in a month's time I discovered that once mobile, you need to be mobile for the rest of your live, because living without is like living handicapped.
One fine day in February 2004 I walked into a mobile showroom in Chennai and picked up my first mobile, a Nokia 1100 that I purchased for about 5K (Yes, it was of that price then!!!) It was one of the first payments that I made with my Standard Chartered card. I have a hunch it was the very first...
This time I was determined to be careful in having the mobile. But I did not attach any emotional strings to my new buddy as I had to the one that I had lost. I think my mom still believes that I sold the 2100 and picked up the 1100... Friends came and went by and the mobile was used to call up innumerable number of friends. It had the most amazing battery life and with a active mobile life it used to give me 2-3 days of power without charging.
Chennai went by and Bangalore arrived and the mobile was still in scene. An active mobile life replaced a more passive one during my early times in Oracle when friends were scanty and hours of vetti chatting on mobile was done with and family life with my aunt's family started.
The starting of my love life, gave a fresh impetus to my mobile and big and busy talktimes started. Messaging was initiated in a big way and my mobile proved its might, the key pad may have a few numbers vanished, but the spirit of the mobile was untranished. Now and then there were a few gliches, some calls getting cut in signal transfers between towers, sometimes a rare hang. But nothing which a restart could not resolve.
In recent times, every true friend that I have had, has told me to get a new mobile. Not once or twice but countless times, but I did not want to give seperation to my oldest buddy. But eras pass, ages end, so its the end of the second age in Sudhir's mobile exsistance. And 1100 must be put to rest. Heres raising a toast to the ever youthful, abdominable, simplest and toughest, "Made for India" mobile.
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