Safe Travels.

Long time, no see.

Brother where art thou be?

A lot happened during this year (just like every other year). Quite incredible then that I write this 360 days after my last update. The world has been up to its mad usual self, and I’ve marched on like Hercule Poirot on an icy Tuesday night. (I just coined that reference. I might not be legit at all). I got a job, moved into a nice house and bought a Honda. However, the highlight has to be travel.

  • 2014 started in NYC (which is not my current abode, since I’m now based out of Boston)
  • I traveled to India in the summer. In India, there were trips between Mumbai, Pune and Bangalore
  • Later in May, my travels took me to Istanbul in Turkey and Athens in Greece
  • Countless trips to New Hampshire
  • Heck, even work is a 25 mile one-way commute every day

In the spirit then, the next twenty odd days will see me making trips to South Florida and DC. I’m especially excited about my first Florida vacation – as a single explorer – where I’ll be staying with an extremely nice couple I found on airbnb, near Hollywood beach. In addition to the Ft. Lauderdale area, I’ll be visiting Miami, and at least the Palm Beach or the Keys. The trip to DC arises out of enrollment in the “Washington Seminar Program” – which is (hopefully just) a conference structured administrative program. The reason I signed up was that it’s basically 3 credits at the price of one-and-half.

Re. Florida: At first slightly apprehensive about traveling alone, someone remarked last night that I was twenty-six now (unbelievable) and needed to do this. I absolutely agree. Here’s my plan – I’ll be just like one of those backpacking tourists, ready to immerse in the surroundings, sprawled on the beach with a book and a drink, hitting random bars and partying with strangers. I should be okay, right? Anyway, I’ll be making a chronicle of how it goes, either here or on tumblr. Vines, videos, pictures. They’re all coming. Should I buy a monopod?

Books have been ordered by the way –

  • The wind-up bird chronicle, Haruki Murakami (I could never finish Kafka. Maybe I’ll find this more interesting)
  • Fodor’s South Florida 2015 travel guide (I did mention being “very” touristy?)

I’ll carry my copy of Animal Farm, just in case I magically get through those above within the five days. There’s also going to be a lot of planning (starting tomorrow). Maybe I should learn a language. A language would be fun.

Awesomeness comes naturally to those who’re too busy ignoring it

Until later then.


To be perceived super-cool, I’ll add some pictures from the summer now.

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Istanbul – Blue Mosque, Bosphorus and Baklava (lots)

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Athens – History, Beaches and Women 

From the wine connoisseur – Seagram’s Nine Hills

I was never a wine guy. Domestic whiskey and the frequent flirting with an assortment of beer from all over the world has been my weekend drink. There was this one time I brought wine home, and even though I don’t have very clear memory of how that went, it sure wasn’t good enough to take me back to it. But that has all changed off late – especially, I must mention, due to the excellent range of  in-flight wines served by Air France during my recent trip to the US. I will confess I’m now hopelessly in love with wine, and especially with the red variety. This love blossomed every Monday through Thursday, during the evening complements, throughout my month-long stay at Marriott’s Residence Inn in Atlanta and the final weekend I spent at my uncle’s beautiful house in New Hampshire. Unfortunately, and as I now realize, very foolishly, I never kept track of the I wine was having; the names to go along with those elegant bouquets and those absorbed-on-the-tongue flavours have been lost into nothingness. There still exists a slim chance that I may have saved the Menu offered by the airline, but I’ll never be able to give name to the intoxication I enjoyed during my hotel stay. Therefore, in order to make up for my inexcusable sins, I decided to make a detailed account of every wine I savour henceforth. I begin tonight with an Indian red variety I decided to pick this weekend – Seagram’s  Nine Hills.

Harvested and fermented in the wine capital of India – Nashik; Nine Hills, a Cabernet Sauvignon has a rich terracotta colour. The bouquet, albeit nothing like those of the varieties I savoured during my trip, is still one that will invite you to take a healthy first gulp. Once served, the Nine Hills takes a deep texture at the bottom with a hint of thin purple on view at the brim – possibly the expected lack of quality showing up – nevertheless it is one that does not disappoint the slightest. Time a for a little shake and the wine swirls and twirls delightfully for the connoisseur,  softening  only very slightly. Here we go then – the first gulp, and umm.. I must say the Nine Hills is definitely not bad wine, on the contrary it has a nice palate with a few inexplicably, yet enchanting, flavours throwing little hints all over your tongue. The grapes that went into this wine were definitely of the highest quality and there has been an obvious effort to achieve perfection in the blend of flavours.  Next comes the aftertaste, and here’s where it leaves a little to be desired – its basically more of a wash-down variety – in ways compatible with the Indian wash-down drinking style. But there is a little bit of lingering .. was that a bit of vanilla there ?

Everything said, Seagram’s Nine Hills is premium domestic wine, keeping Nashik’s reputation very healthy. For INR 565 or $10.49 ( in Maharashtra ), it is real value for money and would easily place in the mid-shelf of any common western wine store. Try it for its rich taste and texture, and obviously for the sweet-mild intoxication that comes along. The bouquet and the after-taste is where it could probably have been better, but hey ! what do I know, I’m only just getting started !

I’d give it a nice 3.5/5 on my wine chart. The Nine Hills is a good glass.

Enjoy Responsibly.

Contemplating the Post…

Apologies once again for passing up on the blog for more than 3 months. Thanks to this absence, I’ve now officially become a dormant blogger according to some of the worlds most read blogs. Please read them blooooogs, they’re scribbled upon often enough with the regular supposedly inspirational/self-conscious updates, love their numbers, need your support.

Anyways, its not that i haven’t wanted to write all this time, there has been a lot to write on, things the world has seen, movies that i’ve seen, places I’ve been to, faces I’ve met, and all along I’ve wanted to share the thoughts. Again, I don’t even have excuses to fall back on, its not that I’ve been especially busy, nor have I been isolated from the www.

I can remember many instances when i reached the wordpress homepage, logged in, even worked on the plentiful spam, kept opening all the blogs i read for strictly inspirational purposes, n then eventually closed the browser, promising myself of the effort another time.

Contemplation could be something I could go on ranting about here, but naah, that’d make it boring though. I’m usually casual about things, and dont often give a fuck to most things that happen around me, so hell I if didn’t get the steroids for blog writing, does it really matter.

The fact is blogging has become too much’ve a formality to go back to, and I’m really too lazy to be dressed in my best brain Armanis every now n then to raise the post toast.

Anyhows, this is whats bin happening off late:

1. Lots’ve trance, used to mock Shanky for his trance habits once, now i can’t get the dope out’ve my system.

2.Irritating people’s still on, though the bar’s been raised, I’m now the proud winner of the Best Brag title.

3.Did not, could not go back home this Holi, too bad.

4.Please find me the anti-dope for DOTA, do I really want it?

5.Plan to get up late tomorrow, or rather don’t plan to get up early tomorrow.

PS: 5 ways to screw up a perfect day:

->Attend double RC Jha lectures.

->Fight everyone, esp. those u’re not talking to in person (i.e on calls, the net , etc.)

->Applicable to Tuesdays n Thursdays: Have breakfast in the hostel.

->See your unlucky charm sometime during the day ( though some of my friends have contagious effects, with their grims giving hell to everyone around them as well).

->There’s a fifth way, I never have a perfect day.

( Do I have to fill in the excerpt given below as well? )

The Lonavala Chronicles…

Due to their strong insistance, the identities ov da celebs involved in dis trip haven’t bin revealed, n infact hv bin replaced by even dumber alphabets.

So we finally managed to have the Alibaug-became Karnala( or ws it Karjat )-became Lonavala trip, huh, n no i don’t regret it…infact, it turned out to be a surprisingly refreshing experience.

After much negotiations by D, apart frm me, A,B,L,R, n D ( say ) made it to Lonavala n bk…

The day din’t start britly at all, n despite my D’s strict instructions, i did get up a bit late, n got even later coz my preparations clashed wid ma sis’ goin 2 skul tym( yea dere wr fites invlvd 2). I reached Seawoods’ stn. ( while also seeing a Pnvl bound local leavin) at abt 8, n contemplated getting on it, but no i’m a nice guy ain’t I,YES!, so i got a ticket n w8ed for da next train. Neways, i reached Panvel( n dis tym every1 incldn my frnd A hd bags, coz bags r kewler), n v w8ed 4 our Lonavala bound train. In the train i kept on bein NICE ( k, no, bt i ws atleast betr den xpected i guess ) …so v carried on wid the usual rituals ov DUMB( ? ) Charades ( yep i ws at my skillful best again ), n LONAVALA came, along wid sum SUPER weather, by 11.

No1 v knew in Lonavala, cmd 2 be interested in helping us out wid directions ( 1 ov ’em hd infact gone on to change his cell no., bt dats a wildd guess)…so v trotted on wid the our leader in B, who vowed us to help us reach the promised waters of Bhushi Dam….

More’s to come ( guess m too sleepy rite nw ), inclding y Rajat Kapoor decided to come o’er n say hi….