Happening RTC

Finally! Finally!! back again. Hopefully with a bang. I have been so lazy since two years that all the blogs that were in my head remained there.
So whats the deal this time? I was travelling in the buses of Hyderabad and I could see all the colors of life mingling with one another and give out brilliant hues...
A very well dressed young man in a very formal attire was standing in front of me... (Hyderabad ke buses hain mian... place milna mushkil nahin balki na mumkin hain...) As usual, he was balancing himself by holding a rod above and was sleeping on his "stand up" elbows. Well combed hair and clean shaven, this young man was wearing a nice pin striped blue shirt with a matching tie. The dark blue trousers were matching well too. But thats "wear" the good things end. The thing on his shoes was typical... It was a wonderful white sneakers... :):):) Agahst, i was wondering in which creative aspect did this "style" fit in... Before my mind could comprehend that, the bus hit a sudden brake... The sleepy formal attired guy slipped and fell on another guy... This guy was a marvel too. White dhoti and white shirt, with buttons off the shirt and revealing a torn baniyan, this gentleman believed in carrying a complete stationary shop in his pocket. Three pens of different colors and a pocket book with loads of stuff written and loads of papers mixed with certain notes of Rs. 10 - Rs. 500, the pockets contain everything varying from the passport to the bus ticket of travel done 3 weeks ago.
This stationary guys says "abey gadhe, nahi dikta kya? mere upar zar bolke girra?" THe sleepy guy, already irritated due to the fall and disturbance of sleep was annoyed to a good extent and retorted back... "dekh ke baat kar re rei. gadha kisko bola? sale ek laat mara to mar jayega"...
Guess whom they call donkeys?
I love you Hyerabad!!

Antonymns and Synonyms

Interesing stuff... Introspecting on life...! Latest thought, is hell and heaven there? Up above, somewhere??!! I got a feeling that life is a punishment and a reward. When we pull of something we expected it to be impossible, heaven and life are synonymns. When the reverse happens, heavens and life are antonyms. So where is the distinction drawn? I feel life is more like a funnel, and we are just a marble that is going on and on, on the rim of the funnel. Faster we go, higher the chances that we go out of the orbit. If we slow down, we just head to doom at the bottom of the funnel. The constant patient pace is needed to maintain the steadiness.

Makes sense? I dont blame you, sometimes it does make sense and at times, i go down the funnel!

Cheers!