Mar 20, 2006

Letting off Some Steam {Sikkim Trekking I}

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Steam Engine, Narrow Gauge...


One of the wonders of travelling in the East is this age old toy train, between New Jalpaiguri and Darjeeling...


It passes through stunning scenery which thanks to the huge windows you get to see very well.... A Perfect way to let off some steam....



I miss travelling by Steam Engines...there is something very romantic about steam... The noises the engine makes, the bellows of white smoke it lets off at each station... its just takes me back in time when all we had in trains were Steam Engine... it's a slow train coming.... but invredibly fun way to travel...


It is one the great rail journeys by steam in the world and this is my second trip on this THE DARJEELING HIMALAYAN RAILWAY...it is slow but the views make up for the lack of speed...mist laden valleys and huge mountains glimpsed through the fog which settles and miles and miles of tea estates...




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Toy Train...


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Ghumane Aiye Hain Hum....Ghum main Dhoom



Ghum on this track is the second highest railway station in India... and the highest narrow gauge rail link in the world..... Thats the towns only claim to fame and this too attracts tourists... but there is nothing else around to see just time enough for a quick photo op and then its back on the train and onto Darjeeling...



where I hook up with my regular climbing partner Pratreek -urff - "Bhakre"...who got here from Kathmandu yesterday, he is originaly from Darjeeling and his family runs a very nice small hotel..its named THE MILKY WAY... (yes...his father too is a Hitchhiker through the galaxy..)...


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A View of Darjeeling from The Milky Way Hotel..



I am freaking out on Mommo's here, it is one of my favorite things to eat...and here they make them very well..steamed mommo's....



After a day spent in Darjeeling we got going by bus and after an incredibly bumpy ride which chaffed me and bruised my spirit we got to Gangtok... Its a small city which looks like something out of a fairy tale...small houses...vivid colours...monasteries...markets...beautiful girls...and very nice faces in the crowd..people keep smiling here and that is one of the best things about this place..


If I lived here I would too smile 24/7 its such a beautiful place...



Today we went out shopping for food stuff (vegs, rice) that along with our tinned food will have to last us 1 week in camp..we head out tomorrow to YUMTHANG VALLEY..by jeep, though photography is not allowed I am going to sneak my camera in..and be a little discreet while clicking photographs cause it is amazingly scenic and the best part is that there are wild flowers everywhere...It would be such a waste not being able to capture this beauty on camera because of the nearness of the INDO - CHINESE border which is very near by..



I am delighted to here at last and each step that I take is towards the big Misty Mountains... The weather has been overcast with some light rain..which just makes everything look clean and sparkling but hampers the view of the big mountains which now and then will show a glimpse through a tear in the fog...


I hope we get some clear days of sun and clear skies to film Kanch...and other huge mountains near by....

Kanch - Kanchunjunga the third highest peak in the world..

Mar 15, 2006

The Ides of March.....

When could they say, till now, that talk'd of Rome, that her wide walks encompass'd but one man?
Julius Caesar, I, ii, William Shakespeare


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Today Caesar died. The Ides of March. And you, Brutus?

Are you not ashamed..

Oh how do you sleep at night I wonder…how does your consicious allow you to slumber but then you don’t have a concious to keep you true…



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The Deed:

"So it began, and those who were not in the conspiracy were so horrorstruck and amazed at what was being done that they were afraid to run away and afraid to come to Caesar's help; they were too afraid even to utter a word. But those who had come prepared for the murder all bared their daggers and hemmed Caesar in on every side. Whichever way he turned he met the blows of daggers and saw the cold steel aimed at his face and at his eyes. So he was driven this way and that, and like a wild beast in the toils, had to suffer from the hands of each of them; for it had been agreed that they must all take part in this sacrifice and all flesh themselves with his blood...Some say that Caesar fought back against all the rest, darting this way and that to avoid the blows and crying out for help, but when he saw that Brutus had drawn his dagger, he covered his head with his toga and sank down to the ground."

Plutarch, Life, 66

" When he saw that he was beset on every side by drawn daggers, he muffled his head in his robe, and at the same time drew down its lap to his feet with his left hand, in order to fall more decently, with the lower part of his body also covered. And in this wise he was stabbed with three and twenty wounds, uttering not a word, but merely a groan at the first stroke, though some have written that when Marcus Brutus rushed at him, he said in Greek, 'You too, my child?' "

Suetonius Life , LXXXII.

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O Caesar beware of the Ides of March......

The night before Caesar died, at a dinner at Lepidus’ house, he was heard to answer the question “What death is the best?” with the instant answer, “An unexpected one."
So would a soldier expect to die; so he did.
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Premonition Ignored:

Cicero quoted Caesar, in the Pro Marcello, as saying “Satis diu vel naturae vixi, vel gloriae” (I have lived long enough both in years and in accomplishment)

Caesar is alleged to have said, in the year before his murder, "It is more important for Rome than for myself that I should survive. I have long been sated with power and glory; but, should anything happen to me, Rome will enjoy no peace. A new Civil War will break out under far worse conditions than the last" ( from Suetonius).
His words were prophetic.

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The Last Laugh:


"But that great divine power or genius, which had watched over him [Caesar] and helped him in his life, even after his death remained active as an avenger of his murder, pursuing and tracking down the murderers over every land and sea until not one of them was left and visiting with retribution all, without exception, who were in any way concerned either with the death itself or with the planning of it."

Plutarch, Life, 69.

An extraordinary example of Caesar's luck was passed to his heir in the summer of 44 BC. Octavian (as AUGUSTUS was then called), portraying the grieving heir with great dignity, agreed to follow one of the honors voted Caesar and gave games in his honor in late July of that year.

The sources agree that - with extraordinary aptness - a great comet appeared in the skies over Rome on the very day the games began (it would have been just after Caesar's 56th birthday).

The comet ruled the skies until the games ended, at which time it disappeared. No stage manager in world history had a better omen to claim that the great Julius was now taken to the gods themselves, his divinity manifest to all of Rome and his murderers guilty of destroying a god.

Octavian immediately fastened, not only on Caesar's star, but on his status as the [adopted] son of a god, "divi filii," and used it to devestating political effect in the months and years to come.
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Do we pray for a new Caesar, a kindly emperor to solve all our problems?

I am fascinated by the man...Gauis Julius Caesar, not only was he a great man, he was great among a time when Great Men lived in the Res Publica of Rome.

Among his peers he could count the Great orator Cicero, Pompey, Mark Antony, Brutus, Cassius, Cato, Cleopetra VIII of Egypt, Crassus, and in his lifetime he had known both Gauis Marius & Sulla.

He was considered in his own time to be an superb advocate and orator, second only to Cicero for skill and eloquence. Caesar spoke Greek fluently, sign of the educated upper-class Roman; he was knowledgeable and discerning about Greek philosophy, literature and art. He was apparently possessed of great magnetism, personal charm, and a vibrant sense of humor and wit. There are several phrases like VIDI, VINI, VICI, & The Die is Cast which are still in common use which are attributed to Caesar.

After a lifetime of seeking glory within the terms of the aging Republic, all Caesar's best adversaries were dead or silenced; he had the love of the mob, but the hatred of much of the nobility; he had chosen to fight his enemies using the tools that had, by now, become familiar, but were still guaranteed to earn him, forever, the infamy of the man who destroyed the Roman Republic.

One senses that he knew this but his opponents left him with no other choice, if he had not gone to war it was the end of his public career and for a man like Caesar not an option.


Whatever doubts exist about his political actions, Caesar's military reputation has kept its pristine glory; with Alexander, he is generally accounted one of the greatest commanders of all history. His record of almost unbroken victories was envied by, among others, both Napoleon and Hitler. His lessons of swift, unexpected attack reverberate even now.

When a young man in Spain, Caesar allegedly wept when he saw the statue of Alexander, having accomplished, himself, so little by the same age.

His death on the Ides of March, 44, occurred when he had conquered the Roman world and finally saw his chance to take that hunger for world conquest to the East, like Alexander. His legions were marshaled, his preparations made, his personal affairs settled.

Those who love liberty can never accept the concept of a benevolent dictator, a contradiction in terms.

Yet Caesar's greatness far outweighs those of the many petty politicians who, neither Ciceros nor Catos, attempted to control Rome in his own time.

It is difficult to drag Caesar down to earth to judge him impartially with them. Yet he left a solid body of legislative achievements behind him that helped lay the legal and political groundwork for an Empire.

In his will he formally adopted his great grand nephew (the son of his sisters daughter) Gauis Ocatvius, *also known as Octavian, Octavianus & later AUGUSTUS) and left a bequest to each and every R0man alive, thus it was the mob, which had so loved him in life which began to worship him inspite of all the hinderences the Senate put to stop this...Even today there are are always offerings and flowers where the people burnt

GAUIS JULIUS CAESAR...The last Dictator of Res Publica of ROMA...

Augustus' remarkable political and social achievements are his own (though in his reign he did more than Caesar to bury the Republic). Yet Augustus built in every direction upon Caesar.

There was a reason that all emperors were called Caesar for thousands of years after the man himself was gone.

Caesar is Dead, Long Live Caesar.....

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* the Ides of march falls on the 15th of March

* the month of July is named in honour of Julius. his gens just as August is named after his heir Augustus.

* the calendar we use today is the JULIAN CALENDAR which was introduced by Julius Caesar...

* There are several phrases still in common use which are attributed to Caesar : VINI, VIDI, VICI (I came, I saw, I Conquered).... Crossing the Rubicon....The Die is cast *what he actually said was Let the Dice Fly High (a quote from his fav greek poet Menander)

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Recommended reading

The Masters of Rome series by Colleen Mc Cullough ( a six book series on the life and time of Julius Caesar)


Mar 12, 2006

One Liners....

They are short in construction. Powerful in delivery and have permeated the physche (atleast mine) to leave a lasting impressions

They are:
Some of the best one line dialogues from the World of Cinema, which have stayed with me or I can still in my minds eye picture them, simply because they are just so ...so profound.

1. “I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse” –
(Marlon Brando as Don Vito Corleone, in The Godfather Part I. ,1972) The other phrases
which I like from this film "Luca Brasi is sleeping with the fishes.... and "Sonny says
we're going to the matresses...

2. “May the force be with you” – Star Wars 1977.

3. “You Talking to Me” – (Robert De Nero in front of a mirror, in the Taxi Driver 1976.)

4. “Go Ahead (punk) make my day” – Clint Eastwood as Inspector “Dirty” Harry
allaghan in Sudden Impact, 1983.)

5 “Say Hello To My Little Friend” - (Al Pacino as Tony Montana (in a great Latino
accent) weilding a machine gun in Scar Face)






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6. “Free Your Mind”- Morpheus to Neo in The Matrix.

7. “Oh, The Horror, The Horror.” – (Marlon Brando as Colonel Kurtz in Apocalypse
Now.)

8. “Fasten your seatbelt Dorothy, cause Kansas just went Bye- Bye.” – From The
Matrix a pun on “Toto, I’ve got a feeling we are not in Kansas Anymore (from
The Wizard of Oz, 1939)

9. “I love the smell of Napalm in the morning … it smells…. Like Victory”
(David Duvall as Lt.Col. Kilgore in Apocalypse Now.)

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10. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I break your concentration”, (Samuel L Jackson as Jules in
Pulp Fiction)

11. "Is it safe?" (Laurence Olivier as Doctor Szell in The Marathon Man)


12. “Show me the Money” – (Cuba Gooding Jnr. To Tom Cruise in Jerry Maguire)

13. "Am I not MERCIFUL!!!", (J.Phoneix as Commodus in Gladiator.)

14. "At my signal Unleash Hell" - Russell Crowe as Maximus Decimus Aurelius, in
Gladiator. Another from this movie "What we do in life echoes an eternity"

15. "You had me at "Hello""--- Rene Zellweger to Tom Cruise in Jerry Maguire.

16. "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine." - Humprey Bogart as Rick in Casablanca 1942 another one "Here's Looking at you Kid."

17. "Get busy livin' or get busy dyin' -- Morgan Freeman as Red in The Shawshank
Remdemption.

18. "Kitne Adami They" - Amjad Khan as Gabbar Singh to Sambha in Sholay .1975

19. Choose Life, " . Ewan Mc Gregor as Mark Renton *THE RENT BOY*. in Trainspotting.





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20. "E.T. Phone Home" -- E.T. Directed by Steven Spilberg


21. "Run Forest Run". Robin Wiliam Wright Penn as Jenny in Forest Gump.




22. "Frankly, my dear I don't give a Damn",Clark Gable as Rhett Butler in Gone With the Wind.1939


23. "Are you trying to Seduce me Mrs. Robinson?" - Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate

24. "Gentlemen. You can't fight in here. This is the War Room!" - Peter Sellers as President Merkin Muffley: in Dr. Strangelove. directed by Stanley Kubrick.

25. "God must've been a fucking genius"-- Al Pacino as Lt..Col.Frank Slade in Scent of A
Woman another quote from this movie I like is You are in no position to disagree
I've got a loaded .45 & you got pimples




Now its time for the corny ones, the ones you wish had never been uttered. The ones you could strangle people for ever uttering them and the ones which make you cringe....




1. “I’ll be Back” – Arnold Schwarzenegger in The Terminator.

2. “I am The King of the World” – Leonardo Di Caprio, in Titanic.
(How much I hate this is beyond words, I hate it, hate, hate, it.)

3. “The name’s Bond, James Bond” – Dr. No

4. "Yeah Baby" - Austin Powers in The Spy Who Shagged Me.


5. “Love means never having to say sorry.’’

Ali Macgraw as Jenny Cavilleri in Love Story & in many a Bollywood film we have versions of this or something very similiar., they have absolutely made it the most clichéd of the cliché’d dialouge in the world.

Spoiled my reading which was otherwise a very good book for ever because I picture Salman Khan & Bhagyashree (or choose any from the myriad assortment of dumb bollywood bimbettes, willing to say this on screen.) I curse them to the pits of Dante’s Purgatory for queering the pitch for me & a lot of other people.

Mar 9, 2006

The woman from The East....

He headed towards the river and dived into the water, which was surprisingly warm but had cold pockets in it and he tried to stay in one such. He dived underneath and came up spouting water like a whale..

He stood on the sandy bottom, the water up to his neck and looked up to see the stars and the sky glorying in their presence.

A cloud reached out and grappled with the moon for possession of the night.

In that brief instant as he looked shorewards he saw her, her frame highlighted in the dim light of a lamp, leaning on the window frame, Her sarong was half held towards her and she was looking out to the river.
He knew she was looking at him and he wondered whether he had been seen.

Then she took away her sarong and lay it down and picked a clean white towel and gently patted her face and watched him as he watched her.

Her long dark hair hid most of her, but she moved it until it carrassed her back and began to braid it. All the time she was watching him and smiling.

Then suddenly, every flicker of current was a caress, every touch ot the breeze a caress , every thread of weed a caress -- fingers of courtesans, crafty with centuries of learning...




She was perhaps twenty four, but in sun-rain lands of Eastern India looked eighteen and virginal.

The darkness of her skin had a milk sheen to it and her eyes were jewels shiny garnets they resembled and her hands petals of the fire orchid and her feel lithe and her ankles slim,

Her child -woman body was satin and held within it the happiness of a hummingbird. She was a child of of the sun and daughter of the rain. Her nose was slender and fine and the nostrils delicate, one of them pierced.

She was all satin, liquid satin. Firm where it should be firm. Soft where it should be soft. Strong where it should be strong. And weak where it should it weak.

Her hair raven. Long, silky, A Gossamer net to cover her.

He smiled at her. He tried to hide his embarrasment and be like her, free and happy and not the sanctimonious prick he usually was.

"I pray that I shall be worthy to make thee happy and make thee soft-sleep. and I beg thee to teach me all the things that thy man should know to make thee 'close to the fountains of the gods'.

He said to her as he came close to her and lost himself in her embrace........

Mar 6, 2006

Mine....

I'm looking back
for a history I can relate to,
and I see a past I cannot recognize.
For it is not mine

I'm searching
for something to hold onto,
But I come back empty - handed.
every fucking time..

So I look ahead
And wait paitently for the day to come
when I can proudly claim
what is justly mine!



Mar 3, 2006

Hymen Honeymoan!!......

Voice 1:

Virginity, O Virginity
where will you go
once I lose you??


Voice 2:

I'm off to a place I shall
never come back
from
Dear Friend

You who are
my betrayer

I shall never
come back to you

Never!!


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Mar 1, 2006

I Had a Dream.....

I had a dream and it was the biggest dream.

It was a terrifying dream, of strategy and battle and the worship of gods other people believe in, and those things we do not even guess are gods but some people worship them, and then there was the One for whom we have no name.

A worldwide battle raged and Jesus and Buddha bided their time with a game of checkers.


And in my dream the grey heavens crashed and opened and vast armies marched across a scorched red dying land, shapes shifted, rules broke, prophecy rang true again but not the way anyone ever anticipates.

Sometimes the dreams I have leave me slowly, and I increasingly become aware that I have one leg bent at the knee tenting the blankets, the other leg stretched out under the covers with toes pointing at the dark.

My eyes opened and I can't remember when the dream stopped or when I awoke or when I came back to myself and faded to consciousness.

Do you know that feeling, the rise to surface?
The way pressure increases in the chest and the body settles with a weight as if the soul returns from some far voyage.


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