Scattered Thoughts

Monday, 28 November 2016

Normal Days #72

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

Well, I'll be damned. ;)

I know what you are thinking or what you think that I want you to think. Wait, I don't want this write to be confusing. This is about my love for wild, wild west. God I have been crazy about this era since I read Eyes of Silver, Eyes of Gold by Ellen O'Connell. I always wanted to witness those scattered town, the rail-roads, the words which were scarce too like the vegetation, the salons, the mercantile, every single thing.

I am just fascinated by that and watching the western movies like crazy. Thank God for Clint Eastwood. And thank the Hollywood for those magical days.

You know when I read those books I wanted 'em to never end and same is with movies. Honestly I don't like movies based on books, except The Godfather & The Ultimate Gift, those two are exceptions. Anyway, I am glad that the movies I am watching are all just, there is just one word for it, perrrrrrfect.

The scene in movie Pale Rider where in the end the shooting happens, the ultimate thing is no one speaks before & after the shooting, no heavy dialogues, no prologue or epilogue, just shoot, shoot, shoot, end of the story. Every thing was same as I had pictured in mind while I was reading the books. Equines, even the animals felt like they are right out from the book and the dreams I saw about that era.

The love, even the love is magical. You know, no one speaks of it & yet you feel it radiating in that silence. God I am happy. Every night I sleep better coz the next evening I am travelling to those duty roads, less travelled towns, hot trains and when I'd see you I'd tip my cowboy hat towards you. Well, in my case my helmet, as I'm at offshore :P

Howdy ma'am.

(To be Contd..)

Thursday, 17 November 2016

Normal Days #71

Can't Win 'em All

Changing..Everything is changing. Around me, concerning me, not concerning me, even I am changing. The question is, is all this change for good?

I do not know. It has been so long, so much has happened and is still happening. Governments have been changed, countries are being pushed, I guess it was always happening I was just being an ostrich about it.

And there is one change which no one talks about, any guesses? Well let me tell it anyway, climate change?

Something is going on and it is worrisome coz no one is talking about it and you know you are in trouble when no one speaks about it anywhere. The normal population attention is not being directed towards this issue so there must be something weird going on. Is there any way to know?

Of course there is. Follow the websites, articles, organizations talking about the climate, the adverse situation and are really, really worried. And when you will go through those you will realize everything else is so trivial in comparison.

So, leave this world a better place when you go for your future generations.

Ain't Nuthin'

(To be Contd..)

Tuesday, 27 September 2016

Normal Days #70

Rap God

Today I am contemplating life, all what I have become, from what I was and what I will be. Also what I will leave behind when I will go after I had played my part, in the play being directed/ supervised/ arranged by God. I have done many bad things in this life, worse also and then there are some of which I am truly ashamed of, but then I always feel like I am seeking redemption for all those things but somehow karma finds me and says "hey buddy, you know who is the boss?"

So, if you find me silent, sitting in a corner, minding my own business and yet fully aware of how pathetic your self made life and goals sound, kindly spare me the self righteous lecture of yours. Coz no matter what I have done and what I will do I am dead sure that I am much closer to God than you ever will be.

In my life there are many things I am proud of, and proud is in the sense of I think I am the best and it is all coz of me. Let me explain to all you feeble minded ppl.

First of all, I am proud that I am a Brahmin, a Hindu. If someone says that it was God who made me this, well then, why didn't He made you one? You can argue that you are the best and all the crap but then I might ignore you coz you just can't see the bigger picture here.

Don't worry most of the normal human being don't. So smile and keep on living your ridiculously plain life and pretend you are the king or whatever. Like I said I don't give a damn.

Secondly, I am proud of my mums, whom I have not chosen also, God did that for me. And if you know me even a lil bit you would know there can be no other woman on this planet like her. So rest assured there is no trouble that can touch me in this world. Nothing.

Third, I am a very spiritual / religious person. I will not elaborate on that. You can't take that honesty. Neither you have the spine nor you have the balls to handle that much of me.

I can keep on going but I think you get the picture, yes?
And if not well, like I said keep on living most of the population does anyway.

Me?

I am the God

Rap God

(To be Contd..)

Tuesday, 26 April 2016

Normal Days #69

Welcome To The Jungle

If you ever get a chance pls do see a scaffolder working on a Oil Well Head Tower. But wait, you can not, I mean those who are not in oil & gas industry won't have this chance. I feel sorry for your loss because you'd never witness the great ocean spread around you under the infinite blue skies, smell of it filling your mind, the flora & fauna and amongst all this wilderness there are some ppl who do this amazing work of scaffolding. (You can check the YouTube). The sad part is they are the one who are the most underpaid.

Harshness of life, eh?

So, why am I suddenly bothered with all this? Coz since I joined here in 2013 y'day was my first chance to witness the uninstallation of boat fender from a WHT and it was a scary experience. There it was blue spread all around me and all mechanical & technical stuff flowing through. It is my habit to detach myself from the moment and visualize it from outside my body, it is a metaphysical thing you simpler minds don't worry about it, I felt it in my heart how lucky I am to be able to view, to participate in this. This complexity of oil industry, the depth of it and also the politics ;)

Well sometimes it gives me a sense of pride also that I can visit any office in the world but to visit my office, forget about it. I'm there, where normal living ppl, 9-5 job they can't come. So, just stand by the sidelines, think how awesome my job is, or not, you can just pretend that having 6 months paid vacations is nothing compared to what you're doing of course.

Too egotistical for your taste? Guess what? I don't give a crap!

I'm feeling specially great today, I don't know why. I can take on anyone and anything now. I'm arrogant, I'm stubborn, I've a temper, I don't give a single fuck what you think of me, the world is under my feet today. Today I'm the God. No, wait. I'm always the God.

So, if you think that you're being loved and being fucked right, I guess you deserve that. Not everyone can have me. So, settle with whom you have. I am going to pretend that your life is great.

Me? I'm on top of the world and by the grace of God I'll stay there.

All The Small Things

(To be Contd..)

Friday, 15 April 2016

Normal Days #68

Sultans Of Swing

I don't know what to write today but there is this feeling that I must coz I love to write. When I'd grow old I'd love to read how important I thought every silly thing was.

What about life? Shall I write about that? But no it'd be too heavy for a day like this. It is raining here.
 

It is from the other day. You can see the faint rainbow and I always loved me some rainbows. Always. Being a science student I know it is all reflection, refraction & dispersion of light and what not, yet the dreamer in me doesn't let go the part where I believe that at the end of this rainbow is the pot of gold.

So today I'll appreciate all those lil things, all these happiness which I can witness, all the greatness surrounding me which I breathe in daily. The vastness, the limits, the microscopic being to giant dinosaurs. Sometimes I wish there were dinosaurs who would eat p ppl who eat animals and give the reason God created 'em for us to eat. I hate ppl.

Well like I said today will be about good things. Fewer ppl, more animals. Sometimes I wish I could understand the language of every animal. I know it'd be so hard to survive coz of the misery they all face, and of course the constant noise, the ever present noise no silence at all would be deafening too but may be we would adjust that way then. I don't know.

The only thing I know that today I'm feeling too much. And all what I said up there..let it be just some random thoughts coz I can't say 'em aloud for everyone to hear.

 Bad Habits

(To be Contd..)

Monday, 11 April 2016

Normal Days #67

Coming Alive

If you have read my blog post which I wrote last year about the sea survival training which I had to go through you know how scared I was of it. And as I'm writing this post you also know that I've come alive from that experience and for next 5 years I'm free of any more of that ordeal.

Why would I start my write with that thought? You must be wondering, you are not concerned with all that, right? But trust me it was the scariest experience of my life. And of course it is my blog I can write whatever I want.

The other thing which is worrying me is downsizing which is going in offshore industry coz of oil prices plunging down. I'm worried, I won't lie here. I hope I get through this phase. Pray for me if you're reading this, send a small prayer up there. And that's why my all heart isn't in here to write something. This constant nagging has me worried. I want to come alive from this phase too.

Damn the world politics!

OK, let's calm down a bit but in my case there is no such thing. I'm either this way or that way. Oh! in case you are wondering why a talented guy like me is worried let me tell you talent has nothing to do with that. All you have to have is approach (I don't know a single guy), you've to be good with ppl  (hahaha..you must be kidding..me? good with ppl?), or someone's relative. Alas! I fail in all those criteria, very badly too.

I know this was to be about you my krasivaya but trust me I need your support and love and what not now.

So hold my hand, hold me to you, hold me tight and never let go. I'll always be hoping.

(To be Contd..)

Sunday, 6 March 2016

Normal Days #66

The Man I Want To Be

Here I am. Writing for you, for the love I have for you and praying that one of these days you'll feel it in my smiles, my actions and most importantly in the words I write just for you. Coz baby it's only words..and words are all I have to take your heart away..

Being said that I'm on a road to recovery and I'm praying to God that you'll feel it in your heart that how much I love you. There are times when I wish I was there listening to your voice saying my name, the way you used to say it. A lil sweet, a lil different accent and with a lot of love. That is the thing I remember the most. I cherish that voice of yours. I go back in time and be in that moment again and again. I still remember it, like it is happening now, I was standing in my cabin by my bed and you were talking to me. God! I wish, I just wish to go there and kiss you right there and then. Kiss you like I'd die without you, like to be in you, you know, like I'd cease to exist if I'm not in you, my mouth covering yours, your arms around me and your soft sighs mixed with my name melting on my tongue.

I want that.

I want to love you, only you. I'm yours and without you I'm completely alone, devoid of this love which makes me complete. There are some relations which are to be appreciated and there are some which you can't help but love, you just can't stop loving the person, no matter how hard you try. I made a lot of mistakes, I still do but I'm sure the way I love you, baby, with everything I'm, with every fibre of my being, it is the only thing that matters.

So if you read this, pls know I'm still waiting for you, to come & hug me and kiss me and sing my name. Sing my name baby, sing my name and call it out when I'd let you touch the skies, the stars and you'd slowly return back here and I'd smile feeling lucky to have you with me.

Make me the luckiest guy on this planet my love, be with me always and forgive me.

I'll be right here waiting for you

(To be Contd..)

Sunday, 28 February 2016

Normal Days #65

Please Forgive Me

Something is really wrong with me of that I'm 100% sure. I hurt the most beautiful girl on this planet and I've nothing to work on to. Words were my sanctuary but seems like I've used all those for everyone else. I saved nothing for her. Nothing special from me for the special lady in my life. So, how do I win her back? How do I make her laugh the carefree smile which she used to and of which I deprived her? I'll die trying that is for sure.

I have to admit God has been very generous to me. He has helped me even when He shouldn't and I did hurt His most special child. The love of my life. I hurt her and I've no excuses. I feel ashamed and dejected and scared. For the first time in my life I'm scared to death to lose what the good thing I've, a good soul who always keeps loving me no matter what.

So, here I'm apologizing to you my lady. My words have lost their values for you but I swear that I'll always be true to you and I'll always make you smile, through your tears also as I'll never be the reason for 'em.

Times and times again
Through tears and strains
We've stayed together
And I'm asking again
To be with me always
Take my hand
Guide me to light
To your smiles
I'll follow you
Every alley, every lane..
Hold me tight
Hug me to you
Sing my name
Baby sing to me again

I love you and I hope someday, no matter how far from today, you'll smile with love shining in your eyes, where no words are needed, no assurances, I'll know like I know that I exist that you believe I'm all yours, heart, body, mind and soul.

You Haven't Lost Me Yet
(To be Contd..)

Friday, 19 February 2016

Normal Days #64

The Gambler

Everyone has his or her own vice. And during my last of late 20s years I've found one. I know I'm God and I shouldn't be having one but every now and then I act like a normal human being and fall into the traps of, how do you say it, giving to my desires. Yup that is how they said it during good ol' days.

And I said it with a heavy Texan accent and southern drawl, you know why? Coz baby, I'm going to be the greatest poker player this world has ever seen. Yes! that is my vice. I have been trying to learn poker for a long time now, there was no way as I live in India and work in UAE. In India we have our card games and I don't know anyone who'd teach me. In UAE, I think it is banned, not that I looked for someone. But God Bless the app developers and God Bless those who developed offline app for the same. Now I'm playing poker like crazy.

I don't sleep, I skip meals and to do what to win the next game, to worry about the chips, to buy the cities (FYI I've Amarillo, El Paso, Lubbock, Fort Stockton and I'm on my way to acquire Wichita), to build my reputation as a poker player. It is not like that it is all bad. Not my reputation, I mean. I do not care about it much. I was talking about the game. I learnt that I can never play real poker as I am not a patient man and someone can rile me very easily to put all my money in the pot. Though I'm trying to keep my cool. I have not won all those cities for nothing. It is good actually to feel this urge to go all in but you hold back coz how will you play if you throw away the money you have now.

I'll get the hang of it and guess what, we can play our own version of strip poker then ;)

What you say? Are you ready to take me all in baby ;)

Luck Be A Lady

(To be Contd..)

Sunday, 31 January 2016

The Last of the Firedrakes by Farah Oomerbhoy

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About the Book:
16-year-old Aurora Darlington is an orphan. Mistreated by her adopted family and bullied at school, she dreams of running away and being free. But when she is kidnapped and dragged through a portal into a magical world, suddenly her old life doesn’t seem so bad.
Avalonia is a dangerous land ruled by powerful mages and a cruel, selfish queen who will do anything to control all seven kingdoms—including killing anyone who stands in her way. Thrust headlong into this new, magical world, Aurora’s arrival sets plans in motion that threaten to destroy all she holds dear.
With the help of a young fae, a magical pegasus, and a handsome mage, Aurora journeys across Avalonia to learn the truth about her past and unleash the power within herself. Kingdoms collide as a complicated web of political intrigue and ancient magic lead Aurora to unravel a shocking secret that will change her life forever. 




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Chapter 7
The Midnight Market


Later that night, after I had eaten well and rested, we set out for the midnight market. I followed Kalen along the small path, from Pixie Bush into the very heart of Goldleaf Forest.


It seemed to me that we had been walking for quite a while when I could suddenly hear voices and noises quite clearly in the quiet forest. We came to a large clearing, and the delightful sight left me spellbound. The forest was alive, radiant and subtly lit by pretty, different-colored lanterns hanging from the towering trees. Beautifully decorated stalls and multicolored tents had sprung up all over the place. Some were nestled between the tall trees, and some were haphazardly placed around the edge of the clearing, forming a slightly wonky circle. Fae of all sizes, shapes and colors wandered around, having a marvelous time. There were dryads, naiads, brownies, and little pixies with wings who flitted about the place in groups, laughing and eating at the food stalls.

We came to a stall, which was manned by a small, funny-looking fae with a pointy nose and long ears. Kalen identified him as a gnome. He was selling some strangely colored liquid in glass bottles and was haggling unashamedly about prices with two old ladies, whom I thought were very sweet.

As we walked through the market, Kalen chattered on.

“Although some of the larger towns have shops that sell magical ingredients for potions,” Kalen was saying, “this is the only place you can find some of the really rare items.”

I followed Kalen, who was entering a green tent, where the sign outside read: “Buy a plant for your home and garden.” That sounded quite interesting. Maybe I could buy a plant for Kalen’s mom—she had really helped me, after all—but I remembered I didn’t have any money.

The tent was not what I expected at all. The inside was bewitched to look like a large green house; like the forest, it was much larger inside than it appeared from the outside. The moonlight shone through the glass ceiling, and rows of plants and flowers lined the sides of the tent. We decided to explore.

I walked through the rows of plants, looking at the labels that were written next to them. There were strawberry plants in a small tray, growing wonderful, juicy strawberries, each one of which had a dollop of cream on the top. The sign near it said: “Grow your own strawberries and cream.”

“Try one,” said Kalen. “No one is watching.”

I couldn’t resist; I loved strawberries and cream. I popped the whole strawberry into my mouth. It was delicious and the cream was thick, fresh, and sweet. It was wonderful.

“Lovely, yes?” said Kalen.

“I nodded, since my mouth was full.

“Ms. Herbchild is wonderful at growing things. These strawberry plants with cream are one of her new inventions, but you can only grow them on trays inside the house, or the gnomes lick off all the cream.”

I made a face at the thought of eating a strawberry that had been licked by a gnome.”



About the Author:
For Farah Oomerbhoy, writing is a passion and reading her solace. She is a firm believer in the fantastic and magical, and often dreams of living in Narnia, Neverland, or the Enchanted Forest.

When she was pregnant with her first child ten years ago, a story popped into her head she could not ignore. “I was at my grandmother’s house, and as I looked at the image of a beautiful forest with a castle in the distance on a tapestry hanging on the wall, I imagined myself being whisked away into another world,” she said. It was at that moment the world of Avalonia, with its powerful mages and fae and the evil Queen Morgana, was born. Farah Oomerbhoy’s debut novel, The Last of the Firedrakes, was released in the summer of 2015.

Farah lives with her husband and three children in their family home in Mumbai, India. She has a Master’s degree in English Literature from the University of Mumbai. Her first novel is The Last of the Firedrakes, Book 1 of the Avalonia Chronicles.
  

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