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.
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 ?
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.
