Laser whistling ducks
Since 2 days sinus was like killing me from inside out. The pain had encroached its area till my left ear, thanks to Sinarest and Procillin. It was a bit relief. Couldn't sleep whole of yesterday night. And finally, as it always happens, I got up and called up my buddy. It was 5am.
Its an unwritten rule between us, whenever any one of us calls at the odd morning time, its time a of Birdwatching. Packed my bag with my Olympus binos, shades, camouflage cap and jeans, kurta and my bike. All setup, rode towards his home. At 5.30, we were on highway towards our birdwatching destination. That Sacred Lake.
The Sun was almost out, as its summer, and we had no fascination to see sunrise as it loses its a bit charm in summer or may be we were not interested. 

Reached at lake at 5.50. And she welcomed us with a brilliant flamboyant yellowish red colors of Flamingos. Awesome. I would advise to all best buddies and well wishers to take a glance of this bird at least once in a life. Its a lifetime experience to see a flock of 300 flamingos in front on the eyes.
Takes loads and tonns of patience, of course, else they get scattered and the result is spoiled view. When we are out on birdwatching we hardly talk. Its just our binoculars speaks. 

The real real fun was with Laser whistling ducks. And actually it takes a bit more nerve wrecking efforts to listen them whistling. Its not that they whistle in low volume, its the right time they chose to whistle. But yes.. its an unmatched musical experience one can ever have. We had.

White Ibis
Yes.. This is white ibis. Watching her is also much fun as she digs down the earth for her food with her digger shaped beak. All the morning it was fun and enriching the knowledge with Black winged stilts, crusted larks, roody shellducks, egrets, ring plovers.

And finally, on the bank this lake there was a Ganesh temple. So, all started and ended well with a great birding.

Sinus, gone :) back home by 10.30am. 


Shantanu :)

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The Vocal Heart .!!

Not loving her would be a sin or may would prove me a gay which I am certainly not. She is so in touch with herself, dreaming with all her senses, that one cannot afford to miss even a loss of her single glimpse of this state.

Romance has its own charm. Don't you deny it. Hormonal tides and ebbs, comes and goes, but romance stays, its divine. Look at the passion she is displaying. Its so stunning. Even fantasizing to be with her is so refreshing you know. 

Mad boy, I know. Let it be.

She is like a dream girlfriend that one can ever imagine to have.  No, not a housewife and all material, naah.. She is an angel, you can just love her with all your hearts open. Its what we can call as, the beauty personified or redefined or whatever. yess.. Flawless..!!

The pure and platonic, inside out. No plotting, no games. The only best thing she can you is a pure unconditional love. I am lucky to have at least her pic.

She is the calm of a hurricane's eye
where a man finds tranquility
as the storm passes by..!! 


Luck. Shan :)
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Fahh.. your SMILE only.!! :)

My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning and yet I am happy. I cant' figure it out. What am I doing right.? huuhh.. Its certainly not my thought, but the state of course. This is by Charles Schulz, an American cartoonist who created a comic "Peanuts" and put millions of smiles on human faces. Most of us knows this. This is how I experienced his thought.

Just 2-3 hours ago, I was on my bike to get my Moms' blood sugar report, its not that normal but regular walks can control that. So I was like chill. Riding a bike, only in the evening, is fav to-do thing on my daily schedule these days. It was as always a cool soothing air and Akons' "Beautiful" was buzzing in my ear phone, its just the fantastic being in such state. Akon, bike, cool winds, no jerky roads and very rare traffic. I just feel like 'The Salvation". Being with myself and pampering like are my nowadays- buzz words.

Cars, bikes, and others were passing by. I was watching them, shooking my head on the rhythm of songs buzzing . It was all going fun as usual. Then in a moment of fraction one Scorpio was passed very rashly, that too overtaking me. It was like a bad stroke which suddenly whirled my epinephrine and then chase began. Overtook in 2 min.

Then again the same thing, overtaking. This time again the same Scorpio. By the time we did a rounds of this overtake-thing 2 to 3 times, I very seriously noticed that someone inside the car was enjoying this with all the heavy laughter. On the careful observation I realized that she was a someone as cute as Angel, around 3 to 4 years of age.

Whenever I overtook, she used to become sad. And whenever her car overtook me, she had all the joys of victory on her face. It was feeling so satisfying to look her smiling that for sometime I thought is it only this small thing that can make her happy, that can make her smile.? Awesomee..!! Of course, the few wonders of the world exist while there are those with the sight to see them.

For some times I won the race and for most of the times I lost. Have you ever witnessed that sweet, innocent and selfless smile.? Anything for that.. The best part comes now. While I was on my winning and losing marathon, she was well aware that I was losing intentionally, and I was shocked to notice this awareness. The time came when I smiled at her and was bidding goodbye gesture "bybye" by shooking my left hand as I had to take turn.

To my surprise, she called me with her small right hand by "come here" gesture. We were in motion, there was hardly a time to think what were her intentions. I didn't think much and went closer by. As soon as I reached near her rear window she handed over me a small folding of papers, many papers and thrown flying kisses, byebyes. I kept those inside my shirt and replied her with the same kisses and byes. Happily departed.

I was like on the top of the world. It was just a feeling of something good was moving inside. I dont know what it was.! infact what it is.. uhh..!! After 5 min, I stopped for fag n tea near my patented tapri. I took one sip and removed those papers from inside my Tee to see what it was. And guess what it was.. "Peanuts" by Charles Schulz.

I am still touched.

Luck. Shan :)
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The "M" Factor - MARD

Frankly, this "M" factor is haunting me since some last two or so years, when I saw the bolly hit movie "Mard" very seriously. From that time to till date I am kind of harassing almost all of my friends with the dialogues of this movie that I mu med consciously..

See these powerproof words below, I just love them and I have tried on nearby 20 to 25 girls and have got a great astonishing response:

Its a scene when Amrita Singh hits her car to ABs' traditional "Maa" Nirupaa Roy and she gets injured. At the same time AB is passing by with his tanga, horsecart. He then indulges in fight with her bodyguard.

After all the dhishum dhishum..

Amrita: kya naam hai tumhara.?

AB: wahi jo har aurat ke jubaa pe hotahai. (chest scene and in the back ground 5 men shouts MARD MARDMARD) then movie title appears as shown in the side pic.

and he shows his chest, see ABs' pic on the side, where MARD is sculpted by his father with sharp knife, see the blood(y) pic, in his new born days.

Then he receives public appreciation where public collectively says," Jiske seene mein dusron keliye dard hota hai, wahi MARD hota hai."

Just imagine me throwing these dialogues at the right time, it works. I don't know for what it works, but you suddenly become best buddy of all. No impressing girls n all haan, I avoid it. Its useless, girls smells it immediately and avoids you..

So, why, why the hell am I pouring all this in here and sharing with you guys.? To be very frank, I was writing some comment on The Splurgerinas' blog post yesterday and there I mentioned something about Dard and Mard n all.. So it did strike very badly to what does it exactly mean, Mard.? From mens' point of view.

Is it just the only thing to dominate the female and be superior physically.? or shout on her and get the work done as a slave..? or tolerating those Sharp Knife sculptures on the chest. I guess gone are those days, wont work now. Today its all about the changed definitions. It was OK in the Mard days, late 80s. Now stakes are very high, I guess. No,, seriously. Its pretty easy to do all these things, even to get blood(y) tattoo of your gf on your arm. There is something more to it, to be a Mard.

Its a tough job being a Todays' Mard. You have to prove yourself at each and every step. Its not about getting superior to any or to entire female community, being a feminist I also always believe in empowering the Right females. Its not that issue. Ropewalk, yes not less than a ropewalk. Being Mard is a character, it may be male or female as far as I view this, because its a command, an earned respect for the purpose you have achieved by putting all the necessary efforts, by sacrificing, and deserving the victory.

May sound weired or absurd, may be..!! But deserving the victory is not the only masculine right.. right.! Females equally, sometimes little more, put in all the efforts to all the things that a man can do. yes yes, its not any female empowerment article, but its fact naa..! So I feel Mard is a character than any male or female on this planet can play. Also, I feel that its tagged only with males because since ancient times male is a breadwinner. Not anymore.

At the same time its an Ego.! Belive me not all the males don't feel that happy to see the female counterpart earning head to head with them., not all men are Shantanu ;) lol.. but true. So, what bothers them.? what exactly todays' Mard feels..? Has it given a rise to cut throat competition, glass ceiling, rapes, psycho fancy of bosses, ditching, dumping, two timings, frustrations, depressions..n what not.? Yes.. certainly it has given rise to all this. And all this for what..!!

Quite sometime back, I was going through some rape stats n all, wont go in percentage thing, but the reasons. As per the UN report the major causes are anger, desire for power, sadism, evolutionary pressures and lastly sexual gratification. So, whats going wrong.? I guess, somehow males are feeling a missing of that string, acceptance. Lets face it, not every soldier can become Achilles, if you have seen Troy you'll get it. So, the pressure of being an Achilles is mounting, as I can see around.

He faces abusing boss at office, gets pissed of between wife and a mom at home, his children thinks he is incompetent as he has not changed his car since two years, no enough time for friends, alcohol and fag gives him relief but socially unacceptable.. Sounds suffocating, right..!! Lets see bachelors.. almost burn out to impress girlfriend with all the unnecessary things, ostentation's as The Splugerina calls, whose half life is not even bigger than that of our mobiles' battery life. Status.. Is it all that girls want.?? Not all girls of course..

But take my word, he can go to any darn extent to prove his mettle to his girl, boy, wife, or whatever.. Its like that only. For a man, a real man, his biggest achievement in his life is to be able to nurture his family or beloved with his stroke of efforts and to not to get anything in return, but The Love. And the biggest disappointment or pain is not able to do so. My view of course. It may differ widely. For some pain is to his gf with other n lots more things are there. But for these things time cures these wounds.

So, to me this "The M Factor" is really concerned with the purpose of a man in his life - to work, to create, to excel, and to be concerned about his world and its affairs. Loads and loads has been written in Bhagwadgeeta, Bible and in many more holy pages about the Man, his purpose and lot more philosophy is there. Don't want to touch spirituality and all, I am not that literate. I always vote for a man is equal to beer as both are available in stronger and milder forms. Strong beer goes through many tough stages of distillation to gain its existence, so as a strong man to become a MARD and vice-versa.

Finally, after all the gyaan and all, time to chill. Lets stay happy and love ourselves as we are.

And love beer as well. Its Gods' The best creation after man.

Luck. Shan :)

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