Tuesday, June 18, 2013

jyo20130617CIDevolutionTeleTvm


05:28:59 AM
Gmt 06/18/13

Gradual evolution

Of the caller id of +91 472 2802028
stage I
reduced to four digits



followed by
STAGE II
completely taken off



I am supposed to get a call from the insurance company
to verify my whereabouts
for renewing my vehicle insurance.


And the gestapi is on the job
(indian + gestapo = gestapi)


"nhangal pitichirakki konduvarum" the destitute old men who eak out  a living as the indian peppattees pimps

"avarku aaruteatuthum onnum chodikkenda; nhangalotu polum" that is the local peppatti describing the "powers" invested in the gestapi to a local.

then why is the senior  peppatti hiding from me and not entering my jhompadi while i am there?
 "security reasons"
because 
INDIAN PEPPATTI IS AFRAID
spies do not not believe in risking their lives
for 
SPIES ULTIMATELY DIE UNSUNG, UNWEPT, UNLAMENTED;
What an inglorious end !

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Sit_Rep 18/06/13 07:03:17 GMT



this is the very same number that showed NO CLI yesterday calling - it is my edition of cell phone a wireless usb modem that can double up as a cell phone, but only when connected to the computer.- it can receive sms all through which under normal conditions will be delivered to me when i next connect the device to a computer.
now what is the secret of this reappearance of the caller ID ? here is what happened.
I informed the tele exchange that of the caller id facility being taken off; and within no time I found that the facility has been restored.
How come ?

Most likely reason is that this particlual person is a new comer and has not been primed by the gestapi


Friday, June 14, 2013

jyo20130614sitRep


Sit_Rep 13/06/13 21:15:59 GMT
Made an effort to connect to the net right now. As usual I switched on the modem, got the adsl light on and then pushed in the LAN cable.
Immediately the LAN led lit up the adsl was switched off and then it again restarted. The indian peppatty or indian pagal kutha ( peppatty or pagal kutha both mean rabid dog in malayalam and hindi respectively and is an extreme form of the spy net works of the government over here ) has taken over the connection. In spite of being aware of the fact that the connection has been routed through the black hole of the indian peppatti's mother I just opened a page it was working and then rather than log into my picasa site switched off the modem as such.
Even if I connect before the re-routing through black hole once the connection is established the adsl will be switched off and the connection will be made to go through the black hole. So for the time being I am ignoring that fact and planning to go on doing what I want to.
There is expectation and excitement looming large over here . The intelligentsia especially the members of the SFF are disappointed that the arrest has not been made.
After the delhi rape case the best way to get even with an adult male is to make a complaint of “yon shoshan”. The first thing that happens will be that the fellow is in jail – questions will be asked later on only and the onus is on the alleged culprit to prove that he is innocent.
So my suggestion to the agrieved party, especially the members of the SFF ( what is SFF ? Later; just one clarification right now – NOT the Special Frontier Force ) is that they better make a complaint to the vanitha commission.
Go ahead – there should not be any problems there.

JAISE THEY!
In the morning ( of 13) I rushed to the city for the scheduled hearing of my complaint to the consumer forum about the builders. It was raining heavily and I had a difficult time reaching the place on my bike.
And all the trouble was in vain - there was a last minute postponement. Things are not working the way it was supposed to.
And I am just waiting to pounce on the characters.

DEMOLITION ORDER
the panchayath has ordered the owner of the rubber making plant adjacent to demolish the structure in response to my complaint.
( the right to information thing works once in a while and that was what did the trick )
so I am closing in on all fronts – how to get rid of me that is the question. That is why the chief peppatti of the locality sends the driver yajamanan with his SUV after me.

“YOU ARE BOOKED”
Oh No;
I ARE BOOKED
It happened again at the spencer junction on 20130610. This time there were no yellow traffic man's sticker “YOU ARE BOOKED” on the vehicles around. But I had to bully one of the drivers to move off so that I can drive off from the spot I had parked.
I came back from east fort and again parked at the same spot this time at 90 degrees to the length of the road so that if the peppatti wants to obstruct me he will have to park almost at the center of the road. And to add spice to the thing I had a note stuck on the petrol tank of my bike -
virattathe choklee
And there was a response from the agrieved party.

HANGING LOOSE: IMPOTENT ?
I drove off later and after covering 3 kms or so stopped near the tennis club to buy some reserve petrol in a bottle that I carry along and I just was trying to see if my brake light was working - I was in for a surprise; the whole brake pedal was hanging loose, IMPOTENT!
NOW HOW DID I GET SAFELY UPTO KOWDIAR WITHOUT GETTING INVOLVED IN AN ACCIDENT IN THE CITY TRAFFIC with the brake compromised ?
WELL; I am an abnormal character; I routinely use the front brake (and not the rear brake as “normal” people do). Only when the front brake has to be supplemented or in a dire emergency will my foot go to the brake pedal.
And also I do not drive rash – yes, I do speed but that is only when the road is clear - and the question of applying brakes suddenly almost never comes up.
It is simply not possible for the brake pedal of the Enfield bullet to come loose on its own – IT IS A TIME TESTED MACHINE just have a look at my type of machine when you come across one next time.
SO The indian peppatti has exhausted that avenue as well - from now on I will check my brakes ( both of the fatso as well as of petite lily ) before I gather momentum.
I have a charmed life that way as far as vehicles accidents are concerned. I remember, way back in early eightees while coming down the ghat road in the north east I saw the front left wheel of the one ton truck that we ( only me and the driver ) were travelling going ahead of us straight into the MP det office while we turned right in the direction of gangtok; we did not turn turtle or anything. But we could not make it to the destiantion before night fall and slept in a jhompdi. “How can I be sure that you were not up to some tricks” the boss asked me in the typical fouji way once we fetched up the next morning.

Now to business – I have to find the pictures titled vilappilsala, get a print and send it to the health inspector who has been deputed to investigate the pollution complaint. But right at the moment I am terribly hungry – all I had today was one small meal of rice and lentils ( with the matta vadi rice and the amranthus thoran it tasted good – or could it be that when you are really hungry every thing tastes good ? ) and
I had even skipped my usual breakfast of eggs and toast so as to be in time at the consumer forum ( I was raring to go indeed for whatever be the result of the complaint I want to tease the “professionals” including the legal luminary ). In fact in the night I fell asleep at around 2200hrs listening to the bbc in the dark at the time of the power cut and woke up at 0100hrs.

05:36:40 AM GMT 06/14/13
there has been a see saw struggle. I had a cd with the vilappilsala movie and the pictures and try however hard I might I could not copy it on to the computer. I struggled and struggled.
I changed from my net book to the desk top which I have set aside mainly for watching porn movies ( I love those lovelies “you wanna lick my pussy ? “ - what a relief in my dreary life ! ) and occasionally viewing the dth free channels. But even that did not work out.
So I tried putting the cd in the vcd and watching it on my TV tuner. Well when it comes to the concerned pictures what was coming out was a darkened screen. Ultimately I got deviated and started on my favourite pastime – that was sometime in the early morning hours. I started off with porn stories and later turned on to movies. (The peppatti was giving me hints that I was being watched; but who cares about the bastard ) and ultimately the inevitable happened – the intellectuals say that every drop of fluid lost that way is equivalent to thousand drops of blood; just imagine how much blood I am loosing at this old age “that way” !
After the post coital somnolence lulled me into sleep I got up at about 8 am IST and searched my old stock of cds and got another one where the vilappilsala movie and pictures were there and this time succeeded in copying it on to my HDD.
Then I connected to the net and uploaded the movie – I persisted in spite of the repeated disruptions by the indian peppatti – BSNL tvm's adsl took thirty five minutes to upload the eight mb movie. And incidentally the url for the direct link to the movie is coming as youtu.be ; there is a dot after the “yout” - very interesting.
I got the pictures also on and I am going to try to put this on the net. And then I have to cook my breakfast and do some real work.
Couple of days back I tried to look up my pages from outside kiosk – the connection got frozen and I just wasted 15 rupees. All the same on my computer the things are uploaded and all sorts of things. That suits me fine.
I have changed or rather modified the message on my youtube channel; have a look.
THE SHIT WALL
( not the firewall )
The fact of the matter is that I am accessing the net from behind THE SHIT WALL ( and not the firewall) set up by the indian peppatti. So if you are annoyed by the facts I am supposed to be putting on the net, dont ask me – go to the peppatti.

A CHILD AT THE CONTROLS AT THE SUBSTATION OF KSEB ?
11:10:42 AM Gmt 06/14/13: there has been no power supply for most of the day – intermittent disruptions lasting hours are the rule over here during the day time;
and after 11pm it looks as if a child is sitting at controls – “ek - do theen - ek “ it goes on coming and going just like that.

My batteries are exhausted and I cannot switch on the adsl modem; so the work remains unfinished. And I am calling it a day.

Friday, June 7, 2013

sitRep20130606jyo


Sit_Rep 06/06/13 00:26:58 GMT

I had been to the city last evening. I left my home at 1900hrs ist and was back after getting my work done in thiruvananthapuram by 2200 hrs ist. Nothing special about it but this time I used public transport and indeed I even walked the first four kilometers to the main road where the buses are more frequent and it was 1940 local time when I reached the enikkara bus stop. And that way it is a sort of record.
I had to get extra copies of some documents to show to a carpenter who has shown interest in making the wood work for my dream house. The whole day I was tied up at home for I did not want to miss the electricity meter reader this time and come back and find an exaggerated bill – any money that goes into their kitty almost never comes back.
It is not that I went on foot in an open challenge to the local gentry – their openly expressed grievance is that as I am moving on my bike most of the time they cannot get hold of me up and manhandle me at kayipadi as they want to.
In fact as I was walking back in the night past ten a big stone was hurled in my direction by one of the gentry; I am not very sure about the intentions of the gentleman. There was a stray dog running in my direction but it could have hit me as well.
And as I was hurrying to enikkara past kayipadi junction at past 7 pm I could see fists being rolled. I am not impressed. I try to avoid an altercation as far as possible but I will stick to my ways.

janabe aaleee, please go ahead and dont worry about the patti (dog) trailing me; it is your dog and will not bite you. 
in fact, it is after me looking for a chance to bite me. you just initiate the action and the dog ( it is a rabid dog) will join in.
 i wish you all the best.
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ACUTE DEMENTIA

as I had predicted last time it is going to be a period of things disappearing.
The duplicate keys that I have been using for my bike after the first pair was stolen has gone missing – I had driven my bike back and it must have reached my home.
The half GB sd card of my camera had gone missing during last week and I was perforce using my remaining 256 mb card. A couple of days back the 512 mb card came back in its original wrapping into the topmost rack of my godrej almirah . But the 256 mb card had walked out.
So I am again getting an attack of dementia.
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COURTESY CALL

The panchayath member of this area was here along with a local comrade to enquire about my "welfare" – that was on sunday. He said there was a meeting of the grama sabha soon and he was just paying a courtesy call - I am privileged. I produced the normal sounds that is expected when some one comes into your place. The comrades left soon to attend the gramasabha.
The grama sabha I was told was to discuss the strategy to deal with the mosquito born diseases and was held on the terrace of the local big wig. I could see from my compound that the sabha was made of women exclusively.

I wonder what is the strategy decided upon by the honourable grama sabha to get rid of the poor mosquito – get him rounded up by the female volunteers ( valanju pitikkal), stone him to death ?