Showing posts with label Wine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wine. Show all posts

Sunday, September 26, 2010

And it became ME T!me

Longer days and Shorter nights of work and sleep would only make one crave for a well deserved break. Me being no exception to that!

Struggling hard to open my eyes on to wake me and my mac. While gmail was quicker - It had already started signaling the world... Sum1s up!!

Coincidentally finding a spl friend online; making opening my eyes easy and starting Saturday with a smile... :)

Dilly-Dallying with Sun and Shower, Not quite sure how else Breda wanted to treat me today!
Knowing its pretty late for lunch. I stash out on a bicycle, listening to what you are listening now; hoping to catch more of sun.
Brushing aside pedestrians with smiling faces after their busy shopping day, I began speeding to get to the cafe at the end of the shopping street.

Although, inches were reducing distance-wise but increasing shower-wise. I am sure, It would have been much lesser than 10 deg and sun's presence couldn't out do the shower and the cold wind.

Witnessing the bright evening turning cloudy and grey within moments. Feeling, there soon is gonna be a heavy downpour. I manage to find a parking space and begin to barge into the cafe finding me a place to get cozy. Only to realize that I was lucky to call for d centre table overlooking the Church at the City Centrum. Seated face to face with the landmark of Breda with just a wide pane of glass between us. I could see sun losing its charm on this monument giving way to the heavy downpour that was soon expected, making the diners from the terrace rush into the cafe seeking the company of warmth and light.

It is said one must get at the right place and the right time, in stead of terming it luck... Well, I was treated well by Breda and T!me :)

With this song "Halo" gripping me totally, making me want to listen to it incessantly. What more could I ask when I was served my freshly brewed cuppa koffie steaming right in front of me, between my eyes and the Church making it a picture perfect moment.

It was a nice feeling being amidst strangers, smiling and graciously wishing me a nice evening talking about the unpredictable weather in a language totally (not greek and latin) Dutch to me :D

No sooner did Sun decide to paint this picture perfect moment to THE PERFECT moment by adding not just light and climbing on top of the Church, but by also filling life into the Shopping Street after the rain and grey time.

T!me for a moment seemed still, with... Rain diminishing to a few drops from sky... grey turning to light.... Kids on their bikes... An elder sister carefully guiding her little siblings... A table getting set right in front of me for two ladies meeting each other after what seemed like eternity.... Catching up on the years they never met while sipping on Wine. Gazing thro' the glass and I see.... A couple holding each others arms expressing that they care for each other, so what if they are old now and they walk slowly!

While still listening to this song which was seasoning the moment (that unveiled in front of me) with a heightened sense of emotion. Relaxing me and making it "My" time to cut out from the regular routine of work...
I sat there stealing it and making it a memory!

I leave you with this thought....

We capture flashes hoping to surf through the smiles with our near and dear ones; soon..... not knowing when that is......
Trying to remember the story behind every captured moment!

Some capture not just moments, but the story and the feelings gift wrap it with words and blog it!

With the hope I have done half justice to that!!

My dear blog..... I promise not to S!lent again :)


PS:
The Cafe seemed like this from the outside, From the inside I was busy carving the moment and hence I was tad lazy to click it!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Killer combination: Wine and Water - The English and The French


I am really sorry for being away from you for the last 3-4 months...

I know am giving an excuse... Been actually finding some intersting stuff to bug you with... If you can buy that for an answer.. ;)

Commuting to office in Bangalore for 4 hrs every day has been a ritual for me for over a year and a half.

Lets not get to the question.... Am i being wise by spending my time in the cab, instead of re-locating to a place with office in my vicinity?

Well not intending to give a sugar coating to the bitter pill. I have been justifying to all my folks that i am utilizing those 4 hrs fruitfully.
If you think reading, debating with my cabbies (Prashmob and Rangaji) and conversing with my good old friends is not fruitfully utilizing one's time... Rest assured i am paying no heed to it!!

Remember the Disclaimer??... its my blog honey ;)

I almost forgot to tell you this.. Reading usually is the past time for the onward journey... FM, Debating and Conversing is the routine for the return. No i didn't set a time-table or instruct my cabbies.... it just fell in place.

So one evening.. Ranga-ji (Ranganath) our commuting helper ( it is actually a better way to pronounce one's services, hence the word), and i were discussing about the Traffic scenario in Bangalore (okie.. Bengaluru for those who wish to hear it that way) and we were weighing the pros and cons of "CAR-POOLING" as suggested by Radio-One 94.3 FM, for the FataaFat Generation... Thats the way the brand themselves.. So i just helped them!! :)

Doing so, there goes my cell-phone.. The expression and smirk on my face gave Rangaji and Prashmob a hint that i need to get to a conference with some of my good-old friends at school and continue chatting till i get dropped off. :)

Will definitely blog about them soon... ;)
You got it right, i dont spare anyone!! :)

The call reminded me, that it had been a couple of weeks that we got updates from each other. Btw, We remain connected by getting on to a conference and screwing each other for our foolish doings.. Lest i mention that! Bet you must b doing something vigorous than that!! :)

I can actually get a little foul-mouthed at times, traffic was driving me crazy that evening... Being a little perky that evening... i go like.. "Arvind, pardon my French".

AP: "Goes Pardon my what??...... Saala angrezi jhaad rahaa hai....." as he had to change the topic from the fcukn traffic!!

Talking about english, our thoughts got drifted to our tenth grade english classes and the gentleman (Mr.Vernum) who handled it!! We were pulling his leg for the way he recited poetry and shakespeare.

My mind, picking the word poetry from the last dialouge made me to question Arvind. Dude.. u remember the poem called..... Lochinvar ??

AP: Yeah... don't tell me you remember the lines and dont expect any outta me!

RJ: Duh!! There is something tricky!! Remember this guy Lochinvar to get his bride goes all the way to her wedding to win her hand.

AP: Yeah... go on!

RJ: He drinks wine and throws his goblet n stuff... remember that one line was handled for an hour in the english class that day?? Vernum said it was customary for the english then to drink the wine and throw the goblet.

Now the googly comes here...

The statement which i uttered "Pardon my French"....

Poet: Scottish poet
Poem: A part of English literature,with English customs.....
Product used: Wine - A French product (at least thats what i have learnt till date... It was firstly fermented in Europe by the monks in France)

AP: Are you going to tell me about Globalization and shit??

RJ: No, Where the fck in history did they start to have differences?? lol.....

Am leaving you with this thought, think over and feel free to comment... don worry i wont get foul mouthed.... lol.......... ;)

Hope ya enjoyed it!!

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