The Deciding Minute

Yesterday I was standing in a long queue for lunch in our food court . In the menu I saw some vegetarian dishes and non-vegetarian too. I had decided that I wouldn’t go for Non-Veg food for at least a month. There is a small story behind it, I love chicken and never actually bother whether it is grilled, smoked, tandoori or fried. I know my friends who eat more than one chicken at a time, but I can surely cross half chicken in one go. In this short (long: 27 years) time I might have ate (27 yrs * 12 months * 4 weeks, I know this number is less when u see my consumption level now, but I had compensated things to my childhood, so my average should come near to the multiplied value of the above said numbers). The souls of the chickens I ate might be lingering around me restlessly, cursing me to out grow my clothes as I still continue to hog them. Now you know the reason why I pledged myself to be a vegetarian at least for a month..............Hmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!

My position in the queue was getting closer to the counter. My brain and tongue and heart were having a World War II on the choice. When my tongue suggested going for N.V, my brain took a firm decision that I will stick to veg. I reached the counter, seconds passed like the decision making moment in reality shows . The guy at the counter stared at me, thinking what would be my choice. Okie, now brain tell him that I need a veg thali (Rice Plate (Not Reddy – Ref Quick Gun Murugan)) and I took my Sodexho card and told him “One Non – veg Combo”. Man what I said now. My brain became fierce ordering his fellow guys that they disobeyed his decision. Too add on complexity to my choice, this brain guy drew a picture of myself and made me aware that I will look like that if I continue to do like this. While walking to the stall, I don’t know if my right brain or left convinced other part that I won’t repeat this mistake again.

But intention behind this post was not about the choice war between my heart and brain; it was about the deciding second, the moment which I changed my mind to opt for a Non – Veg food. It is crucial, I thought about a celebrity who opted to go in a wrong way when he had a beautiful wife. I am sure that he might have gone through this dreaded moments of decision. His mind would have opted between the fame and status he had, and his family and on the other side his instinct. The crucial second he went for second choice to follow his heart, things went wrong. (By this narration I never had an intention to comment on him or the case on him. I used this statement to explain more about the Deciding moment in Life)

By this I never meant that it is always negative when your heart makes decisions (I know it is not logically correct, but I guess you might have got the real sense of it). When you are not sure about the outcome, I think it is fine to opt any of those but when you are sure about the after effects of the choice you are going to face it’s important to listen your brain that makes wise decision than following your instinct.

Decided in a Day: Trip to Ooty

I and my friend Anand were thinking of a small trip to somewhere near Bangalore. Well, options kept switching between Kudagu, Mysore and at least Bannargatta . We had around three days of leave and finally we decided to go to Ooty. You will find a lot of travelogues about Ooty, so in this post I am not going to describe about Ooty as tourist place as such, as my previous post I will describe about the fun we had.



26th September: Morning I got a call from Anand, His wife was coming in Bangalore Train. He need to get a clear cut idea about my plan (in short if we were going or not). Since my kollulla doesn’t give ileage we decided to go in Anands car. I dropped Ammu in her college and left Kollula in Hosur. Once Ammu’s classes were over (Poor students, I think she didn’t took classes that day) my Dad in law dropped me there (E City) and we went back home in a Volvo. By the time we reached there it was around 3.30. In another 10 minutes Anand and his wife came home. They thought we will drop the plan, but some we started by 4.30 PM. We decided to go to Mysore since the palace is expected to light up. Unfortunately by the time we reached Mysore it was already 9.15. After a couple of rounds there we went decided to halt somewhere in between Mysore and Bandipur. Finally we found a hotel (not too Bad) in Nanjancode

27th September: We started from Nanjangudu at around 7.30 AM. Road was not bad till we reached Gundelpet. From Gundelpet to Bandipur road was dug up as they were making a new highway. Bandipur was really amazing and awesome gift of nature. From there we reached Mudumalai which was equally peacefull and from Mudumalai we took a left (shortcut to Ooty) and after 43 hair pins there we are, in ooty. Anand is an expert driver; it was interesting to watch him taking steep and dangerous curves with ease. You could even choose the road through Gudalur which is very good and less dangerous curves.
We checked in Hotel Lakeview, very nice hotel and really affordable. Rooms were independent cottages and very nice. After having lunch we went to the lake and went for boating in pedal boat. It was fun pedaling and while returning our ladies were eager to pedal. We happily handed over the control to them. I could see them cursing for the choice. After we just roamed around in the park, travelled in a toy train and we went back to hotel.


27th September: We went to Doddabetta, which was very crowded. I didn’t like the place and there was hardly any time left to visit the botanical garden. All of us have gone there before, so we returned to hotel and checked out. While returning back we choose to travel by Gudalur highway and were really less risky. We reached mysore by 6.30 PM. Took some snaps of the Palace and finally reached home. Our way to Hebbal got messed up as we entered in some wrong road, but we reached home at around 11.30 PM. Trip was really fun and exciting..

Malayalam Children's Poem about Cat

Another Kids Poem (Tune it yourselves)

കിട്ടന്‍ ചുട്ടൊരു വട്ട ദോശ,
കട്ട് കൊണ്ടു പോയി കള്ള പൂച്ച,
വട്ട പാരികടുത്തു വച്ചു
ഇട്ടന്‍ ചേട്ടന്‍ കണ്ടെടുത്തു

Kittan chuttoru vatta dosha,
Kattu kondu poyi kalla poocha,
Vatta paraikkaduthu vachu,
Ittan chettan kandeduthu

Recent visit to Pearl Valley

I am getting too lazy now a days. I really don’t feel like updating anything in the blog. My friends keep asking about the new poems, I am sorry friends. I just got few minutes with my first wife(That’s what Ammu Says about my laptop) and thought of updating few lines about the recent trip to Pearl Valley. I was longing for a long drive and we (Ammu, Her Dad and Mom) where confused about the location. After considering options like Yercaud, Hogenakal we decided to go to Pearl Valley.

The place is around 25 kms from Attibele, Bangalore. Valley is very pleasant and calm. There is small water fall and during our visit the water was very muddy due to recent rain. Pearl valley is also called as muthyala maduvu. I saw people taking bath in that water. While the trio was watching the water flowing through, I tried climbing up the chotta hill there.

Another fun part was the KTDC hotel there; I found dogs walking inside it. Strange… If the government takes some initiatives to improve the basic amenities there, Pearl valley would be a favorite week end spot for bangaloreans.