Rendezvous with myself

Day 1 and the meter read 34851 kms. Bike was all ready for the longest ride expecting to hit some new speeds on the highways. Long distance is not something new for me as I had done 8-9 rides home (350kms) already earlier.This year I thought I should go for another long ride and a opportunity was in front of me. A friend was getting married in shimoga and another in Mangalore. So I decided this was perfect as there is a purpose and time to explore new places.

But Shimoga and Mangalore was just 500kms and somewhat I felt that I should add another destination just so that this becomes something more than a marriage visit. Then I decided on karwar as there I had long due of meeting two of my friends. So I successfully added another 300 kms to the list. Making the journey 1500+ total up and down.

Problem with me is once I decide I am done I don't care who comes, how they come or do they come I just go by the plan. I want to enjoy the ride and explore new places, that's the whole point I take the long rides. I left Bangalore at 10 and hit the tumkur highway. I had two options go by the normal route to shimoga or hit the tumkur-chitradurga highway(50+km extra).A friend called me up and joined me now for the ride and this was his first ride on bike for more than 50 kms I guess but he was up for it. We made the best decision and took Chitradurga highway and realized that this is the best road I have taken my bike on. Wow!! what a awesome highway. And it was time to test the my bike on a super highway.Bike is 5 years old now but did not give up on a two break super speed ride. We reached chitradurga by 1 and we decided to take a strong, long break before we hit the road ahead. The next 100 kms to shimoga was said to be real bad

And while we r taking rest and having sme food, I was still not feeling that I am in north of Karnataka. The heat was there burning my skin slowly and I was liking it also. It was a nice calm place and more relieved about getting out of bangalore. It was time for some food and we found the best restaurent out there. Our eyes and skin were still in ride mode and were not adjusting easily to the ambiance inside lols. We see a group of friends (35+) talking big politics and how they can influence everyone in the city and stuff. They also started giving us that " this is my hood bitch" look n all. We really dint care as our waiter delayed our food already and were busy fighting with him. Finally our food came and those people were eating and talking at the same time so that everyone in hotel heard them . We though maybe they r some big shots here. Fuck it food is here. As we were finishing food we sat and watched these idiots who called the waiter names and talked about how his life shld suck doing the work he does n all. Then the big Mouthed guy gets up and says I ll pay the bill and come. Others were like " no no I ll pay I ll pay". Finally he says ok I ll go to the restroom and come. And then their bill comes as he leaves.He never came back lols... Now the the bill was rs 4300. And suddenly true colors came out. One guy took out 300 and said "I have oly this much nw have to withdraw and come" n all. Other guy also "hey yaaa even I have to go".they both escape giving 1000 in total. Then two guys are left and one with big influence takes out 500 and gives to the guy who was sitting very silently and says " see I have given my share take".At the end of all this big talks there was one guy left there with a 4300 bill and 1500 lols. I couldn't stop myself laughing looking at him and he ended with a good note of "Huch nayig huttid bol...la nayi keya kasilde odogthavu".I heard it as " welcome to North Karnataka"( their curse words has sentences or paragraphs and it is funny )

And coming back to the ride, next 100 kms was the most fucked up one.But still the experience of escaping Bangalore potholes helped me ease my way through and we took only 4 hours to cover it (wtf!!).On the way we stopped for a coddee break and we met a drunk person who had a few words to say to us "Gaadigintha body mukya Body jakam aagothe heegella hodre" (Body is more important than the vehicel and you should take care of your body). That was enough for us we got advice from a drunkard about health, we had a new thing to talk all the way. Then as we reached met up with others in Shimoga and they suggested we stay at a friends house and had a little party of ours.

The best part was that did not have any problems with the bike so far even thought the front tyre showed some cracks I should be able to finish this journey. I remember I never had the bike breaking down for any reason so far in 5 years. Maybe hero Honda service has helped to some point and hopefully it continues.

The ride was fun and a smooth one comparatively.Looking forward for the ride tomorrow.I have overshot my ride from 350 here to 600 already lols. The experiences count personally as we visit new places, things we explore about the people there, the way business works, the way people adopt and the hope that IT is not the only thing you need for survival.Once in a while a journey changes lives inpiring, motivating you to go ahead and reach the goal you set for yourself. Of coarse without it i would have been stranded somewhere :)

Wrote by Prajwal Rai

After I joined my company I decided to shift my room nearby the office itself so that my sleep is not disturbed .So I got a House behind my company near marthahalli.It was a very peaceful and nice ride to office everyday hardly took 5 minutes and even from BTM (friends place) it was just 15-20 minutes.I was a Happy soul.One fine day I came to office a hour lat as usual and smiled at all other serious ppl and tried to eat thier head.But dint hue any luck with it. the whole office was buzzing about something.Some guys were talking on phone sadly.A girl was running crying and hugging another girl and shouting "I never thought this would happen to me"(OK tat s not true.I am a filmmaker right so I like some extra masala in the story)
IT people are supposed to be silent asses not shouting and all. I sat down and opened my Inbox as usual loading 1000 mails for the day. And my colleague says s "I am fed up of this I am moving to pune office".And my I saw a reminder which was dated to september saying.Company is moving to new campus in ITPL.I am like wtf.ITPL?aaaaaa now i am in synch with all other s around.From peacefull marthahalli 5 min journey to a hour long F'ing journey?.

And if you are going on a two wheeler.You are on a hell ride and two side mirrors are just a waste of space in traffice when vehicles can come from any side of the road in a one way.Auto guys never learn the traffic rules.They first turn and then look if anyone s going to hit them.They will scare the hell out of you for sure.BMTC busses roam like they are the big boys out there.Cows and dogs make roads their house and no one cares as coes are religious and Dogs bite.Dog s have started making their own gangs now a days and attacking two wheeler and cars from behind.Worst thing i worry about when i go out at night. Some of the BMTC accidents might even feature in the Deadly and funny videos category at a time like this one below

BMTC Funny videos that took someone s life

Note:- I suggest that the woman starts traveling to the hospital as soon as she finds she is pregnant.maybe u will reach on time

Question:- Where the HELL is the garden fucking city?

I mean who gives these people License to drive?they are obviously licensed to kill if they drive like this.who s taking the blame for this mess?politicians?traffic police? or us?...Suffering is for us for sure

My opinions:-"full offense"

The answer will be obviously us.No government asses will take their mistakes.They dont know the fucking City planning i guess.They goto build a new road and take 6 months to cover 1 km stretch and then start digging their father s grave in the same newly built road.Someone will die in that pit for sure.first comes the Electric cable digging and then on that the tar is spilt then again the drianage ppl come and dig the same road then the tar is spilt all over again.I mean cant u do it all planned at a time and then plan the road?then u say the bill for 1 km is 400 crores wtf is wrong with u.All this time the road is built the road diversion comes to place.And all roads will be jammed when these people make money.

Traffic police have their own job.collecting money from traffic rules when they are supposed to first make the traffic go smoothly."ah leave them we cant have dinner if these culprits pay fine.traffic will dissolve if not today tomorrow"

But I feel the main culprits are US. Some of us dont drive in roads we build relations.We put up shops and do functions on roads whenever required.And please dont try to impress girls in a traffic Jam,Move ur ass.Road is not a place to show off your car or bike leave it in showrooms. Whenever there s function at home road is ur mandap i mean wtf. I can take down my frustration s here but tomorrow it s going to be same pathetic traffic.Thankfully i am in less effected area for now. Other s Ur fate is in other s hands linterally.

Wrote by Prajwal Rai

Oh k long time since I blogged...all server s down on office for about two hours now.So thought why not blog about what happened yesterday so that it will be like a trailer of what I am working on (don't even think,u don't no).first blog from my iPhone(ok yeah showoff woooo).Big deal.

I wanted to blog this after what happened yesterday.As it was very funny to be left out and a warning on the what not to do in Bangalore outdoors.

It was 1.00 in the sunny afternoon.I had been just out of KFC having a big zinger meal walking towArds the parking lot.The bike was in ma visibility shining by the sunlight touching it with it's cruel rays.I am able to hear someone muttering something behind ma back.I hear to what s they are saying.it was a lady,and she seemed to be saying what I am.is she spying on me?(totally out of question,I am no Michael Jackson to spy around).but whatever she s saying she was absolutely right.

I turned back and was amused to see a fortune teller with a basket in her hand. I asked her to leave I dont want to hear anything.But she started babbling about my future.It sounded good.MAHN!!this is getting sick I felt and asked her how much should I pay for it(actually I was feeling happy about what she said about my future...).She said 20 buck's(I thought mmm yeah toh chalta hai).

Then it began she started saying awesome thing s like You will have these many vehicle s n u will reach height s in ur profession n all.I was over the moon .She continued "right now u are not able to do any saving s . That s just for now . Your future looks great one guy with a mustache will come and help you when no one is supporting you.Within two months you will go out of the country and will have no problems....".

"LADY wait a minute ....Did you say I will go out of country in two months?". "yes". "ha ha you should be out of your mind.....to go abroad in two months I dont have a PASSPORT at all....what the hell are you talking about??". She was like "When god wishes something .It will happen....everthing is going to be great in ur life....except that u have a "HALLI(lizard) DOSHA"".I am like "COOL,...will i be like spiderman or something?/"

She got angry this time but still just said "You dont believe in GOD I know but dont question the Godliness.Ok all you need to do now is I will give you a pearl. You have to touch it to ur forehead and through high". "So what the cost on this?"."nothing. Just get me a peice of paper and I will do the required procedures". I told her "adjust with some paper where would I get it from??.You do this everyday you should have some".And she had a newspaper/She tore it into two pieces and gave me one(I was feeling like I am getting into black magic sphere).she put a pearl in one half and did some chanting infront of a statue in her basket and told "now in the other half that I gave you Put some amount.DONT give it to me.It s for you only.Put any amount you want and fold the newspaper and keep in ur pocket.Use it for a good cause and u will soon reach your goals".I had just a 1000rs Note which I kept in it and then in placed it in ma pocket.

I took the pearl and threw it on the road. then she said "ok give me the other half with the money.I will do some prayer s and give it to you".I am like "OK...money is moving to her hand now?"(gone gone my 1000 bucks down the drain.

Wat s weird?? Not tat she asked the money but what happened after that....OMG. I am standing there smiling at what she s doing since the begginning till this moment.She took my money and kept it inside her basket.Then she did some chanting and with both hands removed a Human SKULL wtf.I wanted to get the hell out of there(but that was my money ad i am not leaving without it..).She opened her hair s open like a BHOOTHNI.But after seeing that skull i expected this drama "CAN you cut the crap and do normal stuff??". she was like "there s a process for everything you have to go by the rules or it will imbalance the Human spirit"(ok i know tat s crap too).She was rubbing the 1000rs all over the skull as if she s giving it a bath.Then she took out a handbone from somewhere and started doin something.I was already bored with this and plugged in my earphones.after some 5 mins she was saying something i couldnt hear.I just said "carry on..".Then when it all ended she started saying "so if you want to loose this curse.you will need to get chicken s blood and crush a egg and mix them at a crematory and throw it there".I said "OK i will do it today".she continued "i know it s touch for you to search and do all these rituals.It s aok i will do it on ur behalf.I will keep this money and complete everyhting.All good thing s will happen to you"."ok......no no WAT??"(i dint know wat to do).I Just straightawy said "give me the money lady.Dont play these games here.I need it badly". "You shouldnt ask it back.I have kept in in our ancestors skull for blessing.It s bad omen if u ask it back.Go go". Ok this was it i lost it "Hi bitch gimme my money back.It doesnt matter even if i die on my way back.I need that money or you will have a bad omen and dosha's".

Somehow i got ma money.I donno what she has cursed after that.But i saved myself since i was a ATHIEST.I wonder what would it have been if it was a guy in deep belief in GOD.she would have scared the shit out of him.So when you come down to banglore You need to remember "Wallets with less cash is the best thing to do".Now you can all sleep after reading this big blog where i slept for about 2 time s before completing.But i had took up a challenge to finish it and make u suffer LOL.