Archive for the ‘travel’ Tag


What the eff is happening? I wake up this morning in my hotel room to find my bag missing. Not that it had anything interesting, but it did have my passport and other such trivial documentation. I find the chairs moved around a bit and the shower dripping water steadily when I distinctly remember turning it off and shutting the door. Mind games won’t work with me. I think I know who’s behind this.

Anyway, its good to see that people are reading this blog some. It gives me a chance to tell the story of this person I’ve been dying to tell. Give me a day to find out where the fuck my bag went and I’ll reveal certain things that certain people would kill me for. Maybe this whole hotel-room-burglary is kind of a message. If it is, then I don’t get it.

Bangalore’s been peaceful – nothing major happening. I read on the news that some exam had to be postponed/cancelled because certain computers weren’t working. Big surprise there. If this is the biggest news right now, I can’t imagine what people will do when I reveal myself!

I got something called a trackback in my email, where this guy’s written about how some people think I’m him. If only life were that simple – I cannot be some mediocre guy writing toilet humor, folks. I’m larger than life itself, and there’s nothing that can be said or done about it. It’s just the way it is. Right now, I’m paranoid and I can’t help it.


So, This Is Bangalore!

I’ve been on a flight for the past fifteen hours, and as soon as I stepped out into the Bangalore airport, my first thought was – “I have arrived!”

I looked around at the people and saw only guinea pigs running inside an endless wheel, and felt more than pity for them. There are quite a few things I’m good at, and spending time pitying other people isn’t one of them. I moved on to collect my things, thanked the captain and the first officer for their patience, and climbed into the waiting limousine parked at the foot of the stairs. Private hangars are never hard to come by if you can dig deep enough into your wallet.

I think, perhaps, mine was the only limousine on the roads of this city yesterday. If you saw it, you probably got a glimpse of me too.

It’s been close to 18 months since I’ve been to Bangalore. Last time I was here, I had to leave suddenly due to certain events I’d rather forget but can’t. To come back to this place seems a bit foolish at first thought, but then, tying up loose ends is one of the things I’m good at. I have to do this, no two ways about it.

I am in Bangalore. I have arrived to make a difference in your lives, people. Watch out, and watch this space. Your lives are going to be changed in more ways than one.