Looking back at 2014

The Sun is about to set on 2014. It is time to look back at the year which promised a lot and which began with a bachelor’s party in Bangalore. As 2013 had presented me with more happening 365 days than any of the years before, I was really looking forward to 2014, but it just fizzled out like Rohit Sharma. Not that the year was bad but 2014 was less interesting.

There were good times. In fact, plenty of them. With friends around, I did have one heck of a year. Be it, the night at Kingfisher Dude Vijay Mallya’s palace UB City or be it dragging Ashwin, Murali and Vysakh for a French breakfast on an early Sunday morning. Be it cheering for Yuvraj Singh during an IPL match at the Chinnaswamy stadium or be it showing the iconic spots in Bangalore to Vishal. Or even the bowling session at Amoeba with Priyanka, Aradh and Chinchu. Even the California Dude George who had busted his ankle was here to meet us all.

What is life without friends!!

What is life without friends!!


Appa Amma's 25th wedding anniversary!! Shiva Temple, Murudeshwar

Just like in 2013, Internet and Social Media dominated my life in 2014 too. Though I had contemplated deactivation of my Facebook account, I wasn’t just courageous enough to do it. Twitter, on the other hand, continued to be my most preferred Social Network. The findings of one of the apps in Google Play, left me startled. It showed that I access Twitter about 75-85 times a day. What the fuck was I doing with my life? Am I not having a life or what? 75-85 times a day meant that I was hardly missing any of the tweets of 400 people I follow. Seriously, refreshing Twitter button is not going to lead me anywhere, unless of course I am a Ramesh Srivats or a Sidin Vadukut.

I got myself a Moto-G which was my first real Android experience. I started using Instagram, Zomato and Foursquare voraciously. Instagram turns almost everyone into a professional photographer or at least makes us feel like one. And despite lashing out at Zomato for their ‘Delhi better than Bangalore’ blog last year, I found their mobile app to be an interesting concept. Foursquare reaffirmed that I was now a 24*7 smartphone chap.

One of the sensible decisions of 2014 was buying a bicycle. I started cycling the streets of Bangalore which gave me a lot of joy. Getting to see a lot of characters in the chill mornings lifted my spirits and there was no stopping since then.

All we see are the sights of the beautiful sea around

Traveling to the Ghost town of Dhanushkodi was one of my most memorable 2014 event

My biggest regret of 2014 is my failure to travel more. I did manage to squeeze in a few trips to Chennai, Dhanushkodi and religious towns of Karnataka. Apart from that, it was basically getting tied up at my cubicle in Bangalore or at the comfort of working from home. I missed out on a dream trip to Goa with my friends despite Air Asia offering me tickets as cheap as 999 bucks from Bangalore to Goa. None of the foreign trips too kicked off. It was a pain in the ass to see all these buggers in facebook either snorkeling in the waters of Maldives or setting off to Malaysia and Thailand for a holiday.

Even my blogging took a hit. Blog Archives indicate that I had not even penned 20 blog posts. Partly it is attributed to the knowledge reception mode that I turned on. I had read more books in 2014 than ever. I’ll blame the Flipkart folks for spamming me with book recommendations.

But on the whole, I would give around 5.5/10 for 2014. Taking the unconventional route has always thrilled me and also inspired me. May be in 2014, I had wanted to be a good boy and fell prey doing conventional things. I must confess that in my professional work, I played the waiting game and didn’t do much to make things happen. Hopefully 2015 will have interesting answers professionally. And I wish my personal life continues to thrill in the coming year as well.

Dear 2015. Be kind on me. Be adventurous. Be thrilling. I’m stuck. Help me out in completing my book. Aid me in expanding my horizons. Give me a kick on my bum if I stay conventional. And importantly, let India win the World Cup in Australia.


The Big Daddy Elections!! India Votes

Election time. The world’s largest democracy goes to the polls and in a month’s time, it will have a new government and a new Prime Minister (to go by what the exit polls say). Everyone talks about the election these days. Even the World Cup T20 final involving India seemed secondary. Newspapers compete to publish columns, both in support of and against the political parties. News Channels are banking on the high profile election debates to increase their TRPs. There are political rallies every day. I stay glued to Twitter when all these happen, as every sensible, intellectual and highly practical discussions take place there. From slaps to hate speeches, you get different perceptions for every political event, some over-serious while some interestingly funny! It only remains to be seen how many of them who rant about political issues in social media, actually go and cast their votes when their time comes. Or will they remain content in asking others to vote is to be seen.

The election campaign is so much fun.

In the Bangalore South Constituency where Nandan Nilekani is contesting, look how they’re scaring the shit out of little kids! May be we should try this trick with our VVS Laxman masks every time India play against the Australians. Just to scare them!

The Nilekani Masks

The Nilekani Masks!   Photo courtesy: Deccan Herald photo gallery

The elections are about capturing National attention, unlike Kerala where they are so obsessed with the LDF and UDF that they simply do not a give a rat’s ass on who’s set to form a government in Delhi. Most literate state in the country? My foot. Learn from the DMK in Tamilnadu. Self trolling reached new heights when they put out posters like these:

Their nephew did those Anti-Hindi protests in the 1970s

Their nephew did those Anti-Hindi protests in the 1970s

I wonder who orchestrated all those Anti-Hindi protests in the 70s and the 80s. Perhaps someone’s nephew. So, even the DMK has understood that you need to be in sync with the national interests for national elections. By the way, Nonagenarian Muthuvel Karunanidhi Saab would’ve surely written those Dakshin Bharat Hindi Prachar Sabha exams.

Forget the DMK. Jayalalithaa will give them a fitting answer to this U-turn. But what about Mamata Bannerjee? Will she be a little sympathetic towards the Comrades in Bengal, who look completely out of sorts? Or will continue to be the aggressive Bengali woman? Don’t worry, the communists will discuss how to handle Mamata in their Next politburo. Given the age that they still live in, one may expect that politburo meeting to be held only next year. But wait, they’re recently into Twitter and Facebook, okay. So, don’t accuse them of still floating in the seventeenth century. Talking of floating, Nitish Kumar’s ship in Bihar is on the verge of sinking. Coming to Uttar Pradesh, well, let’s leave it there. I have no idea what the father-son duo are upto there. So, we’ll skip UP.

I do not want to talk about the AAP either; for they’re yet to respond to this letter (An open letter to the AAP) that I wrote to them after their stellar performance in Delhi four months back. Forget their response, they’ve still not let us know their stand on the critical issues pertaining to the country.

I’d vote for the party which will take India forward. More importantly, for a Prime Ministerial candidate who talks and doesn’t sit in Dharnas when given the task of governing.

P.S.  Voting is not only our right but also our duty. Do not shy away from showing your inked finger. Even if it happens to be your middle finger. You’ll get away with it. Ask the Bachchans.

Make obscene gestures and still get away with it

Make obscene gestures and still get away with it