A Bumpy Ride

An awful experience made me write this today,'The Universal Theories Of Auto Rickshaw Drivers'.It does sound pretty generalized and insane but that is the way how things are no matter where you live.If you relate to this do share your theories here,let the world know:-)

1.The Meter Down Theory-The Black Box staring at you in the left corner,it either runs faster than the auto or never runs at all.So please pay the roundabout.

2.The One And Half Theory-Before six in the morning and after ten at night these fellows are the best in their business,please note the timings may vary but the charges will not.

3.The Cut A Short Road Long Theory-Somehow these fellows will end up convincing you that they are on the shortest route,so be ready to be taken for a ride.

4.The Sorry No Change Theory-Mind you these are no chillar party,do keep enough in your pocket. 

5.The I Know You Are A Traveller Theory-They have a wonderful knack of identifying you if you are new to the town,so before you reciprocate to their cordiality and make a fool of yourself think twice about boarding one. 

6.The My Radio Your Call Theory-If you have not heard the latest and wackiest song take an auto and hear the man in front of you on the driver seat sing in sync.Do not forget not to make a call because he is never going to reduce both the volume,believe me.

7.The Sound Not So Sweet Theory-There is no better teacher to teach you the local lingo,you can call them a speeding dictionary of swear words for no hump or pothole can stop them.

8.The I Ride A Plane Theory-Many of them believe in this strongly,the sky is clear and the road is clearer is their idea.

Well I feel sorry for the odd decent ones here and there amongst these fellows,this post is definitely not targetted at them.The problem is there is too much bad to hide the little good,everything else thus goes unnoticed and uncared for.Wonder where these rickshaws or today's world is heading to,what say?Any idea?:-)

PS:I wish his bed catches fire.

-R.

In The Desert Of Dissertation

I am planning to write a book titled 'Know All About Your Thesis Before You Begin It'.The abstract of this book is here in fact form.Any takers feel free to contact me, the consequences of the advice however solely rest on the reader and his material, methods and applications.Do not blame the author for any  unavoidable troubles or undesirable results or for she is already getting ready to face her own.

Fact#1: Choosing your thesis topic is like choosing the best fruit from the basket, you do not know what it is like until you eat it.

Fact#2: The Guide is the God, bow down to him everyday.

Fact#3: Expenses are entirely personal, no reimbursements are to be expected.

Fact#4: References are life jackets, it is just that you do not find them when you need one.

Fact#5: No thesis is approved without modifications.

Fact#6: Thesis=Life, and the rest=Death.

Fact#7: There are high chances of your thesis turning outdated the next moment you are done with it, well before you reach the cloud nine.

Fact#8: The world gives you infinite things to work on, you can always begin all over again!

Other important facts of grave concern will be addressed in the sequel of the book which I plan to write during the process of my thesis work if I find time, by the way I will be working on 'High Level Aminoglycoside And Vancomycin Resistance In Enterococci With Gene Detection' for three years and before anyone faints hearing the title or thinks of asking me what it is all about let me tell you something, I am as clueless and dumbstruck as you!.Hope I do not end up like this...

 -R.

Outside My Nest

Outside my room this is what greets me everyday.I find this view extremely serene yet energetic.The lush green coconut trees swaying with the winds and dancing to the tunes of rain,the countless number of  birds which come flying over the roof to pester me and that tiny building far away are a few things which interest me.I wonder about the people who live there.I wonder if their routine is like mine.I wonder if they are thinking about me just like I do about them sometimes.

Mangalore is a strange place, firstly the Kannada which I find totally perfect and entertaining.I am learning to speak like the people here, somehow this comes naturally to me! Then there is the inseparable umbrella, a Mangalorean's best friend.Lastly the speed with which things work here, even the tortoises will think twice before participating in a race with them.I am slowing down to get in pace with the folks here! Though I must say that I have not found an another town with such simple living but high thinking.Silent and resilient, not to forget that it is famous for all reasons.

Being here right now is kind of making me realize the sweetness and importance of my roots.The feeling of 'this is where I belong' is all the more good, very strange though for someone who has never been brought up here.I am loving this place and will so forever.So what say Mangaloreans all over the world,do you too?:-)