S.P.A.M

Okay before we proceed further, I would like to draw your attention to the black armband that I am wearing while writing this post. Yes that's right, I am registering my mute protest against being 'tagged'. I have been emotionally blackmailed by Scarlett & Chettiyar in penning this post. I have an intrinsic hatred against tags. I feel tags are blogging equivalent of chain mails. I am sure everyone out there, at one point of time, have received an e-mail with a Love poem written by an ailing girl from Timbuktu, with the customary footnote attached :

Warning : Please do not keep this mail in your inbox. Pass it forward.

If you send this mail to - 1 to 5 persons :
You stand a chance of getting laid within next 5 hours.

If you send this mail to - 5 to 10 persons :
You would be cured of the STD that you have been suffering quietly for past 10 years.

If you don't forward this mail to anyone :
You will remain bachelor/spinster not only for this life but also for next 7 (action less) lives.

Needless to say, I am only too happy to play spoil sport and hit the delete button thereby attracting bad luck prophesized by such e-mails.

Okay i think i have ranted enough. Without any further ado let me get down to the utterly serious business of completing this tag.

Tag Rules : Post 5 links to 5 of your previously written posts. The posts have to relate to the 5 key words given : family, friend, yourself, your love, anything you like. Tag 5 other friends to do this meme. Try to tag at least 2 new acquaintances (if not, your current blog buddies will do) so that you get to know them each a little bit better

Here we go :

Family: here you will find me blaming my family for my bachelor status

Friend: here you will find a brief mention of my KJT type college friend

Yourself : self-explanatory

Your Love : Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. A Love, that has sustained the test of time, form & injuries

Anything that you like : going out on solitary excursions with my camera to capture a serene image, as seen here

As for tagging 5 other friends : The buck stops here (as always).

p.s. : Scary & Chetz , I still love you both :))

A Chalet For Two @ Sibu Island - Malaysia

Me & my roommate went to Sibu Island - Malaysia, during Chinese New Year long weekend. My rommie had done bookings thru e-mails & phone calls. All the while he just mentioned that we need booking for 2 persons.

When we landed at the resort, the firang lady (owner of the resort) had a bemused expression on seeing 2 “guys”. She had assumed that 2 persons staying together at a beachfront romantic location, by default, had to be a “couple” ! She had taken great pains in setting a Queen-size bed, with flowers strewn on it for us (no kidding there) . The first thing we did when we entered our chalet was to throw the flowers in bin and set our pillows as far apart as we possibly could. I wanted to take picture of the immaculately made-up bed. But my roommate literally snatched the camera off my hands saying - "Yaar tereko toh kuch padi nahi hein.. Lekin mereko shaadi karni hein. Aisaa photo dekhegaa toh ladki kaun degaa ? "

Sun-N-Sand-N-Sails @ Sibu Island - Malaysia

This is my second visit to Sibu. I was bit disappointed by the muted sunrises that I witnessed this time around. The 2 freakish sunrises that I saw last time, now seem like stuff of distant fantasy.

Colourless sunrises notwithstanding, the sun did make its presence felt during later part of day. The wooden jetty which figured so prominently in my pics last time, is now nowhere to be seen. It has slowly succumbed to the relentless battering of the waves. Only 4 bamboos still stand proud & triumphant amidst the ruins. With my favourite subject lost to the travesties of nature, I was forced to scourge the entire length & breadth of the island in search of other photographic landscapes. Circumventing the rocky shoreline, after a 30-40 mins trek along the south-western tip, we found another abandoned jetty. This one seemed to be in pink of health. Just a few broken planks here & there, but still sturdy enough to bear the weight of an intrepid photographer and his trusted aide. When we reached there, the sun was already setting , but again there wasn’t much of colour on the horizon and the light continued to be bleak. Hopefully, I will get one more chance (in future) to do justice to the beauty of this idyllic location.

A Tale Of Missing Conoeist - (perhaps..)

Sunset @ Sibu Island - Malaysia