The Sunday Ride

This Sunday, like every time, I took my bike out for a ride. I actually have a grand plan of doing a very big road trip which covers around 2000 km on a whole. So as to do such stuff, I need to build my riding stamina and endurance. Ergo, I’m doing these short trips to places around me to improve my riding skills and capacity.

I’ve actually learned that doing shorter trips and increasing the distance gradually by levelling up will actually boost my capacity to stay on the motorcycle for longer distances and also help me in covering greater distances.

I have begun this practice by riding every Sunday morning to places nearby. I started off initially with a 45 kilometer ride on one Sunday, upgraded to 60 kilometers the coming Sunday and then did an 80 kilometer ride on another Sunday. And finally, yesterday…I did my first 100 km ride.

When I mean 60 km ride and 100 km ride, I mean the distance to reach the destination is 60 km and the round trip would be 120 km and vice versa.

This Sunday, I decided to go to a place called “Annavaram” which was around 125 kilometers from my house. It is a famous pilgrimage and attracts devotees from all over AP. Strictly speaking; my intention isn’t visiting the temple. I would be happy to and I was willing to visit it. But it wasn’t the sole purpose. The actual motive behind choosing this spot was the fact that it was nearly 100 km from my place and that was it. I needed to a bigger ride this time. And a 100 km ride is definitely something I’ve had to do to improve my riding skills.

So now coming to the journey part… I’ve actually managed to wake up early this time. Though I slept at 11 in the night, I was successfully able to wake up at 3am in the morning. After a cold shower and a hot coffee… I dressed up, packed my riding gear and left to the bunk.

Ah, my favorite Petrol Bunk. 

After some waiting in the queue at this time in the morning for petrol, I topped up the fuel and I clicked a picture of that bunk, wore my gloves and left to Annavaram.

The journey towards Annavaram was dreadful and till

Before the Ride began.

date, the most difficult journey I ever had. Whereas returning was calm and relaxed.

 

I actually forgot to wipe the dust and dirt off my helmet visor. That was one hell of a mistake. Because, after a few minutes…it started drizzling. Once I escaped the city and hit the highway, it started raining very badly. And I had nearly zero visibility of the road. The dusty visor wasn’t helping either. Luckily, apart from wearing a leather jacket, I also carried a windcheater of mine. So I made a pit stop and changed into my windcheater and took a handkerchief of mine and cleaned the visor and my spectacles. In spite of the rain, I carried on my journey. After riding for around 60 kilometers from Vizag, the rain finally stopped. In this gap, I was very hungry. I was told that there are two café coffee days between Vizag and Annavaram which were open 24/7. But they weren’t. One CCD was after crossing Anakapalle and another was at Tetagunta. Both of them were situated at the HP petrol bunk. But both of them were shut by the time I went there. So I was starving all the way long.

A picture that I managed to capture during the Sun rise  

After that nasty rain stopped, I then switched to my jacket and rode straight to Annavaram. Due to the rain, I couldn’t ride faster and my average speed was as low as 50 km/hr. and that actually sucks. Later on, it increased to 80 km/hr. After a three hour ride, I finally reached Annavaram, had some food and started my journey back without climbing on to the hill. I couldn’t visit the temple as I was running short of time.

I started my journey back home and this time, it was quicker. I managed to reach home under 2 hours. After this ride, I understood that it was a special experience to ride in such a difficult condition. Low visibility, total rain, cold weather and annoying high beam light from other vehicles on my eyes. All of this makes the ride unexpected and fun. While riding…it was a pain in the ass. But looking back, it feels good and nice that I managed to endure it all.

That was the entrance road to Annavaram. The temple as a matter of fact is situated on the hill top. So that arch is the entry into the Village of Annavaram.

One WOW thing was the fact that I saw a rider on my way who was headed to HYD. And he was riding Triumph Bonneville. Fucking awesome.

So finally, this is it. My first 100 kilometer ride.
To sum it up… Rain, endurance, fun, sunrise, speed, scenery, beauty and all together made this a memorable experience and the best ride I’ve ever done.

Looking forward to the next week’s ride.

 

Tatipudi Reservoir – Travel Diaries

The past week, I’ve been to Tatipudi reservoir which is around 75 kilometers from Vizag. Till a few weeks back, I was never much into exploring new things or travelling around. Ergo, I wasn’t aware of the amount of exotic places in and around my city that were worth a visit.

One such place is this reservoir. It is situated near Skota / Srungavarapukota. This reservoir supplies drinking water to the city of Vizag. It is also a quite old reservoir.
There are few specialties over here like the awesome boat ride through the water for an hour. The other side of the water body is a park where we can rest and have some fun.

So to begin, I actually planned to reach this place by the time sunrise would take place. I slept early Saturday night and kept my alarm at 4:00 am so I could start off early and reach there by the time sun would rise. But unfortunately, I overslept and woke up at 6:30 am. I quickly brushed my teeth, changed and then left home in a jiffy.

I then started by bike and rushed to the nearest petrol bunk. After a full tank and few purchases, I finally wore my riding gear and set out. It was 6:56am by the time I left for Tatipudi. To my stupidity, I assumed that riding a highway on my way back home would be boring. So, I took up the highway route via Vizianagarm to Tatipudi.

After a short breakfast break, I continued my journey to Tatipudi. Finding my way through the city was a tough task. Thanks to the locals, they helped me out pretty well.

I reached the place after a one and half hour journey maybe. I spent my time making few videos, clicking pictures and also explored the place. There was this old government building that was there at the entrance of the reservoir. It was looking very creepy and gave me eerie feelings. Nevertheless, I climbed up and also got onto the terrace. After spending 30 minutes or so, I started my return journey.

Return journey was one hell of a headache. Though the route was scenic, the traffic was horrible and bloody disgusting. My free advice: If you would ever visit Tatipudi, do not take up the Vizag Aruku road after 8:00 am.

Finally, reached home at 12:00 noon and that’s pretty much it…

Weekend Getaway- A mini road trip

The past week has been a tough one. We had our college reopened post the Dussehra vacation we get. I feel bored as fuck at the very thought of having to go to college. The only saving grace is the fun people around me in my class. I wonder what I would’ve done if they weren’t in my class around me.

After this not so fantastic week, I really wanted a change from my daily surroundings and atmosphere. The same old house, locality, college and the same roads bored the crap out of me.

I’ve always wanted to explore the attractions around Vizag. A few months back, I managed to collect few attractions around this place which weren’t that far and were easy accessible. I personally think that there are many attractions around our place that we aren’t aware of. One such place was Kondakarla Ava. This place is a lake and a bird sanctuary where birds migrate from other countries and come over here. It’s a beautiful sight. The other specialty of this place is the boat rides part. You get to sail in this small lake on boats made out of palm trees. At any given time, there will be a minimum of four people who will be ready with boats to take you out on a ride.

Kondakarla Ava

The ideal season to visit this place would be during October- January. Early mornings are much preferable to visit as the fog and all add beauty to the surrounding area.

It’s about 60 or 50 kilometers from Vizag depending on the route you choose to take.

My initial plan was to start by 5 in the morning and get back by some 9 or 10 am. But to my laziness, I couldn’t make it. I actually did wake up at 4 am but was too lazy to make a move and slept off.

During the day, I thought I must really go visit that place as I wasn’t going to get a long stretch of time like this holiday on Sunday till next week. So I immediately got my stuff together, wore my riding gloves, jacket and started off.

The final path leading to the lake.

I started at 3:30 in the afternoon and reached the place by some 5:00pm. I chose to go by the Highway route by taking a turn opposite to Anakapalle on highway. The roads till the Anakapalle junction are fine, but the road that will lead you to Kondakarla ava from there on for a stretch of 10 kms is pure hell.

As soon as I reached that place, I clicked few pictures and took a good look at the surroundings. The feel of the air felt fresh and everything looked so green. A boatman approached me and asked me if I wanted a boat ride. He said he’d charge me 200 bucks to take me around the lake.

I hopped into the boat and he took me off for an awesome ride. As it was the sunset time, things looked more beautiful. After a twenty minute ride, I got down and started my journey back home. Based on the boatman’s suggestion, I took another route instead of the one I came in. This route was via Paravada and Gajuwaka. Surprisingly, the roads this time were very good and I had a decent ride. I made a pit stop at a restaurant, had some food and rode back home.

There’s only one thing I could say: I’ll keep visiting this place again and again.
It was so beautiful and serene that I couldn’t feel any better. The villages surrounding Kondakarla Ava give you an authentic village type feeling. The single roads with luscious green trees by their side are a pleasure to ride by.

Though riding for long distances is tough and tiring, at the end of it all, it’s rewarding. The best part about motorcycle rides is the fact that we can feel the road and its beauty. I would love to do many more such rides sooner.

And finally, my beast which carried me all the way long this 150 kms trip.

A few more random pictures I managed to click.

Finally, this week is done. Had some real fun. Life is good.

One of The Craziest Days Ever #CollegeDiaries

On the date of 23^rd July, which was Saturday…I’d say I’ve had one of the most tiring, crazy and epic day ever. The previous day, I didn’t go to college so as to watch Kabali movie on the first day. I luckily managed to do so. That part was fine. Now coming to what happened on Saturday; my cousins have come to our place last week and we’ve met them after five years or so. My dad planned to take them to a pilgrimage which was some 100 kilometers far from where we stayed. So he asked me to go by bike or some other means and to leave the car home because I go to my college by car every day. I agreed and left the car.

I had some chore to do, so I went somewhere in the morning on my dad’s bike…got back home…had bath and everything was normal. I actually have this habit of setting all my clothes, wallet as well as my car key on my bed before going to bath and I did so. I finally had a bath, dressed up and left to college. Apparently, my English ma’am wanted to meet me in the morning because I had a best orator competition in the afternoon session. So I went, met her and by the time I reached my classroom, it was five minutes past nine. My professor wasn’t allowing me into the class so I had to wait outside for some twenty minutes or so. After getting into the class and taking a seat, I realized that I had the CAR KEYS in my pocket. And not only that, I even had the bike keys with me. I’ve kept them with me since morning after going out for something. WOW!

Now I went to my professor and explained the scenario. She gave me a weird look and permitted me to make a phone call. I left my classroom and called my mom to explain her about the present situation. She was literally mad at me. And I had to run to my counsellor to seek permission to go home and return the keys. I thought he wouldn’t be agreeing. But then, he was a sweet person. He immediately understood my concern and after talking to my dad on the phone, he immediately agreed to send me home. He asked me to write a letter addressing this issue. I obliged and started writing. Unfortunately, he forgot the fact that I was writing a letter and left to another block in my university. After writing the letter and going to his desk, I was informed by his colleague that he had left a few moments ago. I called him up and asked him where he was and immediately started running towards the Industrial Engineering block. Climbed up two stairs hoping to find him there as he mentioned on the phone…and oh! Wait. He was talking to some other professor in the parking lot opposite to the building. Oh yeah! I had to get down, run towards him and get it signed. After that, we started walking towards the gate…and he mentioned that he watched the Kabali movie and was utterly disgusted with it.

He said that he felt “Basha” movie was a better one and recommended me that I should be watching it if I ever get a two hours free time. It was actually fun and crazy to discuss about a movie while I thought I was fucked and was running out of time. I then ran hard to reach the gate and then, the watchman stops me. He says that I wasn’t supposed to leave the campus because I didn’t take the stamp of the HOD on the permission letter. I explain that I’m a freshman and he accepts. And here’s the catch…he asks me if I have an identity card so as to prove that I’m the guy being addressed in the letter. Due to some stupid fucking thing that I’ve done in the past, I lost my ID card. So he didn’t agree to send me. I came up with the idea of showing my Adhar Card for identification. After shoving up my Adhar card on his face and arguing briefly, I left the campus and funnily, reached home in the same Uber cab I used in the morning while coming to college.

To my surprise, my dad laughed at my stupidity instead of being mad at me…and I felt relieved. So I stayed home for a few minutes and caught another Uber and left. After reaching the campus, I went to the nearest AC canteen and had a pastry. Didn’t feel the need to have something heavy and ergo, walked two kilometers farther to reach my block. And booya! I felt hungry then. So I again had to walk one more kilometer back from my class to reach another canteen and have food there.

Finally had food, reached classroom, gave my audition for the best orator, got selected and left the college. After one more Uber ride to get back home, I realize that I’m running out of time and that I had to reach my Toastmasters club at 5. And the time was 4:50 already. Went to a nearby fast food center (Mind you, this one is the best in here) and had few Pani Puris and rushed to my Toastmasters meeting. I was on time, everything went well!

Finally, after being crazily forgetful and absent minded, four Uber rides, lots of walking, getting selected at the orator competition and being in my Toastmasters meeting on time…my day finally ended. I was tired AF and …we’re done.

Why I think Kabali is an Awesome movie

Recently, I’ve been to Kabali movie. I’ve never been much of a Rajni fan, but since the Kabali mania began, I was really keen on watching this film on first day and really started liking him. The songs for me were some of the best songs I’ve ever heard in my life time and I’ve been listening to them daily while I drive to my college every day; this has been happening since three weeks. I still haven’t got bored of those songs. That awesome they were.

Fortunately, I went to this movie on the first day for the morning show as I wanted to. Coming to the movie, I felt this movie was one of the most unique movies Rajni has ever done. Sparing “Baba,” this was one of those few films in Rajni’s career which not only focused on his stardom and his capacity but also highlight other characters and there is also a scope for other emotions to come into play.

I thought the screenplay was a bit slow but nevertheless, it was not boring or not void of content. I’ve found his search for his wife throughout the movie to be something different. The actual focus was shifted to finding the heroin in the movie. His normal films were only centered on him. It really had superb back ground music, well-choreographed fight sequences and was technically very strong.

But then… I think the only reason people were disappointed with this film is because of the trailer. The trailer gave an impression that the movie was a full on action film with a lot of adrenaline pumping action and his mass appealing mannerisms. But this movie was much of an emotional driven plot with more or less an adequate amount of action only. So due to the hype of action sequences this film created, the fans including me expected this movie to be something other it actually was. If it weren’t for that trailer, I think people would’ve reacted in a different manner. Even I was thoroughly unhappy after walking out of the theatre. After introspecting for about two days, I realized what was wrong and what was really right about that movie.

Over all, Kabali is a unique movie with some really superb performances. The trailer raised expectations in a manner which was no way relevant to what the movie had and thereby lead to disappointments. However, the movie was awesome. Rajnikanth is experimenting and was working heavily on the kind of movies he does. I feel he is trying out new genres with a tinge of his mass masala so as to appeal the audience also. Nevertheless, he has and will always be doing a great job.

 

This according to me, was the perfect poster for that movie. 

 

P.S: I’d still be going to Rajnikanth movies to watch HIM even if they’re devoid of proper story or narration; I’ll still be saying…”Story? Screenplay? Fuck it!” Nevertheless, Kabali had those both.

Facts and Interpretations

Daily from the moment we get up in the morning till we sleep in the night,we encounter many experiences and situations in our life. When we are children we live in our own world and are not highly concerned about the surroundings or day-to-day happenings. When we are children we don’t actually know about the problems or what actually matters. We live in a blind stupor of our own happiness and our own pleasures.But as we start growing we gradually come to know the way the world is and we form our own set of results and observations of the society according to our conceptual knowledge and others factors.So we all form our opinions in our lifetime during the teen age.

But our decisions, analysis and our observations are manipulated by so-called Altruist ethics which make us feel that we are not perfect with our verdict about our life and our surroundings.So the so called ethics and theories of our life manipulate our mindsets.But we just obey those ethics because of the fear towards many aspects in our life.The ethics and morals are carved out and programmed in such a way into the public that the recklessness towards those ethics may harm our future or fill our life with guilt or despair.But the people who are programmed with these kind of theories don’t completely accept them and they are not in even in a position to confront them because of their irrational approach towards their own life.

There are people who form their own decisions based on the ethics,theories,motives of the so-called Altruistic theory by adding their own abstractions which dont have a complete rational maturity.So the decisions or normative abstractions or the feelings of a certain individual on his life is completely based on his own introspective nature and is very intrinsic.There people do not believe in any other opinion or ethic or whatsoever it is which contradicts their own interpretations which they call their truth   which they have built based on their own experiences.But we should understand and know one thing about the universe the society and our surrounding that each and every individual has his own decision or so called truth which implies for his own life but might not successfully imply for any other person.Therefore we must completely understand that nothing is completely or ultimately the truth or nothing is completely false.Every person has his own verdict and nothing is correct or nothing is wrong.We must grasp the truth or construct the truth that suits our lifestyle and our way of living.

Hence we must completely understand that nothing is Right Or Wrong.Every thing has a dual possibility.So we must not interpret decisions for others on the base of our verdict.Because Your Truth can’t be someone else’s truth.You are your master.So we must understand that our truth cannot be true everytime.Therefore we must just be into our decisions and stop seeking the truth for everyone.Therefore we must understand that there are no facts but only interpretations of an individual about his life and its merely his own viewpoint and might or might not work for someone else.

 

“I confront the inability of living creatures to believe anything that might cause the walls of their little mental assumptions to crumble”-Mahesh Bhatt

 

 

 

 

This time, About Men.

In the era where people are overly enthusiastic about feminism, this particular write up about men and they’re position in the context of India is seriously appreciable. Superb thoughts. Lov’d it.!

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Men.
We generally see posts about feminism,  female rights, domestic violence on the female sex and the plight of women.
Do we ever, I say ever, see a post on men?
We Indians, live in a patriarchal society, and its not a common sight for us to see a writeup on men.
Well, here goes one.
The men around us, fathers, grandfathers, brothers.
We think they are free to do anything they want to?
We think they dominate the society? Well, it has its cons too.
We think they are allowed to pursue with higher studies and we women, aren’t?
We think fathers let their son go out at night, but don’t allow their  daughters to do so?
Is it? Well, then. Let me tell you.
Men aren’t  free to do anything they want to. 
In our society, the Indian society,  the Hindu society, it is presumed that the boy…

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You are mine

Every time I see the lovely you

I always find something new

Your beautiful smile

Just makes my mind go haywire

The special gleam in your eyes

Always manages to mesmerize

I always end up wondering

How that cute face is always glittering

You spread hundred smiles

For millions and trillions of times

I just want to tell you

That you are mine

-Naga Pramod

Hilarious Breaking Bad Memes

Breaking bad is the best show ever made, at least for me. I loved it to the core and I wish it continued. The way those characters evolved and the depth of each character was seriously epic. And then there’s this account in Instagram which posts funny breaking bad memes. I’ve now uploaded few funny memes from my insta account in here, which have been my all time favorites!

Man, I’m eagerly waiting for that show’s second season. I finished the first season in a span of two days. It was kinda great! Wish they made it faster and released it. I’m dying for the next season.

But this guy seriously deserves an Emmy, he was a perfect antagonist. His presence was menacing and effective.

Skylar, the bitch we all hate. Burn in hell SKYLAR!!!

Meth time!

Bitch, again!

Why do we love people and miss them

Love, as the term indicates is a profound affection or likeliness towards a person or a thing. We, during our lives get into relationship with people and even end up leaving them sometimes as we think that they don’t actually suit us or whatsoever. Now, according to a recent research and a scientific study, love is a chemical reaction generated inside our body within our brains which leads to many emotions like happiness, sadness, possessiveness, anxiety, arousal etc., It is nothing but a chemical reaction in our brains. Now, coming to the point, why do we love somebody, as discussed above, chemical reaction’s effect doesn’t last long, it fades out immediately, but we still cling on to a person psyching ourselves that they’re the ones forever. So why do we do that? Why do we cling on to one single person all the time? We go towards a person only because he offers entertainment and fun to us, (entertainment here doesn’t refer to its literal term, anything that offers enough stimulation to your brain is termed as entertainment in this context). A human being basically does things which always give him pleasure. So, when we eventually get bored of our lives, we tend to sway towards another person and thereby think or try of controlling their lives, or living it with them, or sharing their own lives with someone else. It’s all nothing but creating pleasure and satisfaction and ditching boredom from our own lives. That is the primary belief which leads us in giving into another person’s life hoping that we’ll keep ourselves entertained. That is the reason why some people say that they got bored of their partners.

Now coming to the other point, ”why do we miss somebody”. We miss others because we’re bored with ourselves. We all say that we miss some people sometime or the other. We only miss them when we’re not enough occupied with work at our hands or only when there’s something lacking. When clearly we lack the pleasure someone else can give us, we will miss them. But if we do something else which entertains us more instead, we will clearly not miss them. So there nothing that can really pull you down or keep you depressed all the time, you’ve just got to discover what stimulates you and gives you happiness and go for it.

NOTE: I’ve written this article for an online news paper called The Hans India. You can read the above article in the Hans India website by clicking on this link : http://www.thehansindia.com/posts/index/2015-02-19/Why-do-we-love-people-and-miss-them–132421