DESTINATION : Kanpur
DISTANCE : 888 kilometers total
OBJECTIVE : Retrieve luggage left in train by cousin.
INVENTORY : 1.One bottle of water (not entirely necessary)
2.Two packs of Cigarettes (or according to your comsumption rate)
3.Three bottles of "(unprescribed) prescription syrup" (very important,carry as much as can be afforded)
4.Rs 1400
5.one equally optimistically oblivious buddy
6.Stupidity (lots of it)
TACTICS : Beg, kiss ass,bribe (in same order)
MISSION BRIEFING :Leave New Delhi Railway Station by 1600 hrs by first available train. Arrive at Kanpur Central at 2200 hrs.Drink Tea.Rendevouz with contact,code name : Station Master,at 2215 hrs.Collect all material.Hi-five Buddy.Celebrate victory by consuming "aloo puri".Leave Kanpur central by 2330 hrs.Arrive at New Delhi at 0530 hrs following day. Be showered with compliments and love by adoring cousin.
PLAN B :Jump out of running train, terminate self
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MISSION DEBRIEFING:2100 hrs 16.08.10
Left N.D.Railway station at 1630 hrs by wrong train(not cost effective).De-boarded Train by jumping off at Unknown location at 1700 hrs due to unforseen financial risks (Rs 1100 per person).Sorrounded by locals at location.Suspected of being "Chinese" nationals.Friendlies advise take local train to Gaziabad and board, code name : "Janlok", to Destination.Arrive at Gaziabad at approx 1830 hrs.Suspected of being chinese nationals again.Cannot confirm the existence of "Janlok".Information scarce due to language barrier.Friendlies advise board ,code name : Vaishali,at 2030 hrs to original destination.Team totured by native Culex pipiens (mosquitoes) for 2 hrs. Vaishali late by 30 minutes.Additional toture for 30 mins.Escaped Gaziabad on board "Vaishali".Realised Vaishali in control of hostiles and more Culex Pippens.Totured for 6 hrs,made to stand near toilet sorrounded by obnoxious nose picking hostiles.Medical assistance required.Hostiles demand compensation for transportation services.Negotiated Deal at 50 % by bribing.
Arrived at Kanpur Central at 0300 hrs (approx) following day.Team fatigued.Rendevouz with primary contact not possible.Secondary contact ill-informed of mission.Team on wild goose chase for 1 hr.Team morale very low,contemplating PLAN B.Neutral native provides sensitive information on goods although native suspects team of being "chinese" nationals once again.Goods location secured,team morale boosted for short time.Goods held at Secure location by local authorities. Nature of Authorities unknown.Confirmed authorities neutral although suspicious.Team debriefed,related events leading to mission to involved and uninvolved parties every 5 minutes,Access denied.Special "kiss ass" tactics deployed.Authorities not convinced but agree to deliver goods at 0700 hrs same day after key witness confirms.Team complies, set camp on concrete floor of location after surveying environment.Bedding unavailable,team use newspaper as mattresses.Team on stand-by.
Arrive at secure location at 0630 hrs.Key witness missing, no information on current position available.Team applies special tactics ,begging.1000 hrs key witness arrives.Team granted permission to speak at 1020 hrs.Explained situation. K.W sympathetic of team's cause.Hands over goods to after team produces proper identification. K.W advises team eat breakfast and evacuate area ASAP.Depature confirmed at 1220 hrs. Transportation arrives at 1330 hrs,occupied by neutrals.Transportation demands extravagant compensation,threatens to turn hostile if not complied with.Team deploys dual special tactics,"begging" and "bribing".Threat neutralised but available funds compromised. Team extraction sucessful but slow. Arrive at N.D. Railway station at 2215 hrs.Locals demand compensation for bearing goods, loading and unloading.Negotiated at 50 % . Available funds depleted.More capital required.HQ informed, okays financial request.Arrive at Base at 2300 hrs.Cousin unimpressed.Mission "Fetch or Die" Complete.
MISSION STATUS : COMPLETED
MISSION TIME : 33 hrs
MISSION COST : Rs 1450
CASUALTIES : 2 Egos,1 T-shirt,2 boxers,unknown number of Culex Pippens
POST MISSION OBSERVATIONS : Team members display an avid fear of trains and have temporarily lost their sense of smell.Acute improvement in bargaining skills.
“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Why do fireflies have to die so soon?
Why do Fireflies have to die so soon?
Do they die trying to teach us that beauty lies even in the inconsequential and is ever so fleeting?
Do they die trying to light up our blindness?
Why do Fireflies have to die so soon?
Do they die trying to teach us that beauty lies even in the inconsequential and is ever so fleeting?
Do they die trying to light up our blindness?
Why do Fireflies have to die so soon?
Friday, April 23, 2010
The ballad of Ranchu
He was born for great things, that he knew. What it was ,he did not know yet but he could feel it, he could feel it beating along with his heart in constant competition ,teasing and reminding it that Faith was just as important. The others did not understand, they were too content within the confinements of the “see-through” wall, for them it was the world and it was enough. For Ranchu, it was a prison, a prison that shrunk along with time. Sometimes he could swear that he felt the wall closing in and then the cold invisible hands of panic would choke him ,leaving him gasping for breath. The dreams of the world that lay beyond the wall haunted him and grew on him like a tumor.
The wall was a marvel,it could not be seen but it was there..cold and solid like reality . There were times when the fortification would vibrate ,as if awakening from a long deep slumber ,sending ripples of unadulterated excitement through his body and on excruciatingly rare occasions when the light from the “small sun” (inside)and the real sun(outside) embraced like long lost brothers,the wall would rejoice and mimic life of its own.Ranchu spent hours staring into the eyes of his ghost,sometimes with the playful pleasure of the young and unwanting, sometimes with the deep melancholy of a lover looking into the eyes of his beloved for the last time.It was hard to imagine that the humans had created such a wonder,but then again humans were capable of great things,evil things,the invisible prison stood testament to that end.
The wall was a marvel,it could not be seen but it was there..cold and solid like reality . There were times when the fortification would vibrate ,as if awakening from a long deep slumber ,sending ripples of unadulterated excitement through his body and on excruciatingly rare occasions when the light from the “small sun” (inside)and the real sun(outside) embraced like long lost brothers,the wall would rejoice and mimic life of its own.Ranchu spent hours staring into the eyes of his ghost,sometimes with the playful pleasure of the young and unwanting, sometimes with the deep melancholy of a lover looking into the eyes of his beloved for the last time.It was hard to imagine that the humans had created such a wonder,but then again humans were capable of great things,evil things,the invisible prison stood testament to that end.
Friday, April 2, 2010
"sweet dreams" she said...
“In the land of Memory the time is always now. In the Kingdom of Ago, the clocks tick…but their hands never move.”
I dreamt of you again today… We are at a party, friends all around us, people dancing, drinking and just shooting shit , celebrating some mundane occasion I can’t recall.. And then, somehow, we find ourselves alone, just you and I. We are trying to make conversation, talking about nothing really..We don’t have to. Somewhere, very far away from where we are, the music plays on and someone yells and people laugh in response. I look at you and you just sit there smoking, lost in your own thoughts. You turn around suddenly and catch my eye for the first time tonight, I try to look away, feigning innocence, but I can’t. I look into your eyes, the world fades away. And for reasons I’ll never understand, you lean over to kiss me… I wake up.
I dreamt of you again today, the dreams are not so frequent now but they come and they still hurt….
"When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part"
I dreamt of you again today… We are at a party, friends all around us, people dancing, drinking and just shooting shit , celebrating some mundane occasion I can’t recall.. And then, somehow, we find ourselves alone, just you and I. We are trying to make conversation, talking about nothing really..We don’t have to. Somewhere, very far away from where we are, the music plays on and someone yells and people laugh in response. I look at you and you just sit there smoking, lost in your own thoughts. You turn around suddenly and catch my eye for the first time tonight, I try to look away, feigning innocence, but I can’t. I look into your eyes, the world fades away. And for reasons I’ll never understand, you lean over to kiss me… I wake up.
I dreamt of you again today, the dreams are not so frequent now but they come and they still hurt….
"When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part"
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