Bugle Blast 0.3

Greetings,

Something’s new on the block (blog).

Some new pages.

Here they are. Read on. Like or spike, let us know about it.

>>Added a Downloads page to the blog. Titled: “We serve free beer”. Just some links, some free stuff off the net.

>>Writings off the wall. Ramblings and stuff written off hand without thought or substance. Introducing “Dumpster Files”. Just some doodles, some scrawls, some random thoughts to entertain self. Tread carefully, it might be good or bad. Write a comment.

Cheers.

The Metal Af “Team”

Crumbs and Masala Tea

It’s 0700 hrs in my time. [IST - Indian Standard Time]. The city is slowly rising from its slumber. I have 5 biscuits on my messy table; (my rechargeable batts ran out of juice) couldn’t shoot the morn sunlight on the open plastic cover with my hand nursing the tea mug.

I wonder what’s got into me. There’s so much to do, and so little done. I hate this creeping feeling. I am sitting with the main door of my 2 BHK apartment on my right. The faddy orange coloured building that I reside in looks plain ugly in this fine light (landlord’s choice).

Crumbs and some Masala Tea. Feel like I am in some quaint time, with my tea going bitter in the end as I munch on the biscuits to rescue myself from the pangs of hunger.

The eyes are hurting, but the hands refuse to let go. The blood’s too hot now. The energy’s not dissipated yet after a 12 hour workday. I can’t sleep just like that. “Work endlessly”, says a voice over the shoulder for I need to express and write. “The path ain’t easy”, says another on my left. “Burst forth O wandering soul”, says the right. “It ain’t the time to sonny”, says the left. I wonder who’s on my side for both seem and sound like wise counsels.

No, yes, arghh! The confusion is rife, the strife goes on. I know not when it will stop but I know definitely who can put it to a stop.

Heads up:

Poured myself another drink, this time the tea leaves had lost their strength and I had no more leaves left for a fresh brew. The taste a little dulled now, and I forgot to add the sugar. Happens.

Addendum: 2 cups O Masala and Crumbs.

For more on How I prepare my Morning Tea: Read on.

Off to bed now.

Truly,

CZ

Bummed

Bummed:(defn) to borrow without expectation of returning; get for nothing.

Found this video residing on another blog. Then searched a little and bummed this from you tube. Thought you should see this guy trip in these places regardless of anything or anybody.

Nice. Sweet. Keep it going brother!

CZ

And Again

And Again