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today I was woken up in this house at cheruvickal near srikaryam at 0500hrs by the loud screachings of the pBirds of the indian pimp service. Could be it was from very close quarters the moment I switched on the lights the screeching stopped; and my efforts to the screeching recorded with my voice recorder could not go ahead. but the pimp's aim has been achieved.
By the way I was given a key of this house way back on 26 november;but things are still in a very fluid state even after twenty days and I have not dared to move my things in.
am I worried? Not at all.
If not this house another one.
House or no house,
you cannot keep a jyothi down.
In fact at the time I came across this house I had another one on offer but being a miser I selected this one which was thousand bucks cheaper – that obviously was a mistake.
well, now that the pBirds have done their job and disturbed my sleep i made a cup of tea I have brought a new electric heater vijay for slightly more than one thousand rupees, a tea kettle for for 350 bucks ( the tea kettle just sits in the center of the heating element and most of the heat that way is going to be wasted and so ) a stainlness steel pot for boiling water for the tea . idled away for some time but I had not had my full quota of sleep and had to again hit the bed and dozed off till 0930 or so.
One of the main purposes of my plonking here was for land hunting and some piece had come in handy but the real estate agent bunked it ( that is what usually happens when I show interest in a piece of land - who would want to sell property to jyothi ! ). the person who really suffered was a professional who had avoided other appointments and agreed to come with me to assess the property. I felt real bad about it but all I could do was apologize profusely.
Now a days I stick to the coffee house at statue for food. I am used to people making all sorts of crude gestures and comments at me. But today there was a real rowdy gang talking so loudly the whole dining hall was reverberating with the sound. In such situations ( such situations are aplenty in my life ) I ensure that I do not look in the direction of the gang and refuse to notice them at all. So as I finished and walked towards the counter to pay the bill I could see a figure crossing my path - that was a last ditch attempt on the part of one of the bloody idiots of the gang to get noticed by me – rest assured the wretch did not succeed.
I think I will have to stop eating at this joint and find another place.
By the way my bullet caught fire – that was during the last week while i was here in trivandrum.. It was a lucky escape for the fire had really reached close to the petrol tank - a short circuit. that day I had brought a hack saw from a hordware shop and cut off the circuit to the brake light and had driven home safely.
When I came back this time I took it to one workshop after other and both identified it as a problem with the brake light switch and finally after two new brake lights did not work and the wires again caught fire we removed the back light assembly found a wire had lost its insulation and exposed and the thing was set right and all is well now. In fact I had a hunch that it is this locality that was vulnerable and in my imbecility I had suggested it to the mechanics – in fact I could have corrected it myself but my tools are not with me over here in thiruvananthapuram.
Back home had a hot water bath and am in the mood to eat something for I am getting real hunger pangs – pet mem choohe doud rahe hei.
see ya soon?
By the way I am making an effort to upload this from my wireless net connection
– did I succeed ?
on the sixth of this month i had booked a ticket by the 2075 jansatabdi to trivandrum.
the train leaves at 1725hrs from ernakulam junction and i had decided to start by 1500hrs to be in time for the bus services here are very unreliable. but ultimately when i started it was almost 1600hrs and there was a big chance of my missing the train.
luckily for me for once i got a bus within no time from melekurisu to kakkanad. and within a fe minutes of my getting out of this bus another bus came and i got in - and this one was going via the railway station. i was real happy for many a time it takes half an hour or more to get a bus from my local stop melekurisu.
as we were nearing the railway station i looked at my watch which showed 1645hrs - that meant i had forty minutes time left. i was very much in time.
then i accidentally looked into the chronometer another chap in the bus had and it was showing 1720 hrs - the fellow must be really wonky. but i had a look at another chap's wrist to make certain of the fact and it was showing 1715. i started usual panicking.
with my injured right leg i could not afford to run fast and the heavy bag i had made it almost impossible to even walk at a half pace. well as i limped into the station i was again proved lucky for once for the train was late and was just pulling into the platform. and i could really get into the train and occupy my reserved seat.
after making myself comfortable i looked up my organizer and it proved that my watch was slow by half an hour or so. and i set it right then and there.
i consulted a watch repairer in trivandrum on the matter and he said it could be that the machine is sick and is loosing time and advised me to try for some more time before repairing teh watch.
that was on seventh and to this day the watch is keeping excellent time . and just now i tried it with the internet time and it is accurate within a few seconds.
then how come it lost half an hour just before i was to catch a train? if it is that it had stopped how come it started off after half an hour ?
the fact of the matter is that when you are being trailed by a bunch of biped rabid dogs from the indian pimp service any thing is possible.
what i cant believe is that how come i turned out so lucky as to catch the train by a whisker !
