Scribbles of a Lazy Geek

... that I would own a house near the Sea one day, so that I can go and sit on the beach whenever I feel like and want to.  I just love to gaze at the Sea, the water, the waves, the beach. The sound which the water makes, when it comes and hit the shores is just music to the ears. I can sit there, watch the waves coming towards me and then hitting the sea shore. There is a certain calmness in that noise, which makes you forget everything. I have lived the majority of my life in the Plains of North India, and the first time I saw the Sea was when I visited Goa in 2008. Only, after 23 Years did I realise what I had missed all these years. I remember, the first time when I saw the Sea from close, I kept looking at it for some time and then took a deep sigh after seeing the sight in front of me. It was pure magic, Love at first sight. The sheer vastness coupled with the calmness of the scene in front of me was something which blew me away. Even today, whenever I am tense, or

It did not take me more than 3 seconds to decide on the title of this post. It had to be something in Kannada, and what better than this phrase - which anyone who has stayed in Bangalore for more than a month would understand. ‘Namma Bengaluru’ means something like ‘Apna Bengaluru/Bangalore’. And, if you are one of those who doesn’t understand this phrase, then you must be really bad with languages, even worse than what I am (I haven’t learnt any Kannada , apart from 3-4 words/phrases – one of them being Kannada Gothilla – meaning Kannada nahi aati). This post is meant to be all about Bangalore (atleast the idea is, I don’t know how it turns out), I owed one to this city. There have been umpteen times that I have decided to write something about Bangalore, and have even started writing a few times but all were unsuccessful attempts. I think this is the right time to key down this post, finally! The earlier times, the only reason why I was not able to complete the post was because eve

 Ok, this 26 Jan was different than how most of the holidays used to be in Bangalore! As this is my first holiday here (last weekend I went to Bhatinda, to meet my cousin, so was not at home – and that trip was a little adventurous in its own ways, so the weekend gone by was pretty exciting), I was a little scared thinking about what I will be doing here all day. On 25th Jan, I slept at 10 PM, after drinking my glass of milk – I still don’t have internet here, so had nothing else to do. The only plan I had for this 26th Jan was to wash my clothes, get an internet connection and clean up and setup my new room. Also, I had planned to meet 2 of my school friends(Gagan and Bhatti) who are in Chandigarh, but that somehow did not materialize and is postponed to the weekend.   The day began rather early, considering a holiday, and much to my surprise and a little bit of anger. It was still 8:30, and it was cold, and I was in my blanket enjoying my sleep in the bed when suddenly I hear – “