Cheers To Life

Those beer bottles together with the others got me stumped last time. That day they were the pathbreakers. To digest the fact that I was too slow when it comes to devouring them,was really miserable. Its said - have them in small quantities and not gulp. " The slower you are the lesser you get " - that aint funny in any sense. The company of yours have the speed combined with capacity, a high octane fuel in this situation which makes those mean machines run at full throttle, empowering them to compete with the best in business. Thanks to my bangy roomies to help me understand that potential information.Genorisity gets a kill -9 under these circumstances.



New lessons are to be taught in a different way to us,the Generation X.The thick fog seems to clear away making the picture better.The gorges which were feared to be just a step ahead now appear to be at unforeseen distance. They are now threats of the past.Though very much sure to meet with a new one in near future,with increased vigour and might, its these obstacles which are always welcome, that indeed provide the welcome breaks from the melancholic routine.Speed up yourself, adopt to the situation its worth taking a chance.



Get boozed, kill the germs of prejudiced mind and feel the new world opening up with a wider horizon. Indeed I have got the kick .. Hic ! Hic !!

@ the Sugar Cane Shop

Through the traffic we went zooming past a Merc and BMW( sports version).
On the way, the brakes screeched , bringing the 150 cc machine to a halt and we were ready to pounce the glass of sugar cane juice, finish it off in that big gulp - One Sip and the Glass should be empty type. It was a bogie this time too.



A little chap was there working with his cane. He,just like any of us was eager to go through the candy all alone.He had a Saw larger than him,to chop the cane.Cudnt stop myself from clicking a snap then. The click, took him by surprise and he came towards me in a flash. I was caught on the wrong foot by that 25 metre dash of his. Cleaning his face with his T- Shirt( nothing strange about that in India) he posed for me with a cute smile and justered me take a snap of his.Once done,he pulled my arm down, looked at the snap,smiled once again and dashed away to grab his cane, from his father - the shop keeper and continued his tussle with it.

This moment will always remain with me, scribed among the front pages of my memory.