Tomorrow
Beginning of the story is already far behind, so there is not so vivid memories and every single day impressions can’t be sketched, and very sad that I’ll forget it after while. May be it even better - along with good things I’ll forget, I’m also going to forget all the
negative things. There are many variations of people in this world and it must be kept in balance I guess, so no point to be worried.
Is it matter? I even don’t think there are anything going to be “between lines”. So just relax and don’t take it too serious.
I’ll try to skip part of things which happened to me (and I guess to you as well) before March. Month which seems has been as the finish of all big changes, or might be just beginning of something new. Once i even was trying to count and note what kind of happening had friends of mine. There are many of them, who changed something or something changed by, almost, itself to us.
I came here 2 years ago - in March of 28th 2005. And the same day I’m sitting in the same restaurant, having dinner and remember the very first impressions of being in India. Now it’s very obvious things, like a walking cows on the streets, women wearing sarees, beggars sleeping on the streets, smells, colors, friendly people I’ve met here
and there and many, many other things which is so natural today. Today I can say that seeing palm tree for me it’s the same as seeing pine tree back home - it doesn’t create any impression, only danger - keep away from palm tree to avoid been coco’ed. Unfortunately I didn’t get “biriani” and I didn’t meet Mr H from Japan, but many things were the
same in Chapora.
Months and months in Bangalore. In total should be nearly 2 years and in between as many “white monkeys” doing - just getting out of country to get a new visa. Can you believe it - I’ve got already 5 visas, and though last one is not running over validity, but seems I’m going for the 6th visa in July. And finally back home for a “holiday” - to see
my friends and relatives.
So I mentioned March. Obviously the “big changes” didn’t overtake me. To be honest, I was waiting for March, as astrologer, the one friend of mine, just by the way took my details of birth and took a look in his laptop. Strange things are there - some crossed lines, numbers, this and that - nothing much “human readable” from the first point of view.
But I guess some people feel the same watching at my laptop when I do some programming.
He gave me astro-callendar and today I can say that it was quite preciously construct. I’m not easy going with all that kind of predictions and crap, and as long as it wasn’t anything bad saying i didn’t mind. The only thing was bothering me - the all of nine, or something, month till the March which I just “quitely” have to wait for. Big, major changes, better money, getting the new job position and so on after the March, just you wait…
So I just been waiting and telling my friends just wait till March and then, world going to bring some new breeze. I just believed that it going to happen to everyone, cause so many things suddenly starts happening in some December or after. And bad things never keep happen for ever, there must be end for it, and only changes in ours lives, good or bad, bringing something new and be sure - better things. That must be like that. If not - there is another story. And that’s your story.
I’ve been trying to guess what “changes” will bring me March and i didn’t give a shit, and even forgot that my “astro-guruji” so long ago told me that I’ll face some problems at work, but there is nothing much to worry about, though. “Ya ya guru, OM and peace” - I thought - what a big deal, at work it happening always and position I’ve got now in company is so nicely stable that their just “need” me, otherwise tuck job I’ve done into “somewhere” and get lost - it won’t work as it suppose to be without my care. That “I” new, but not my boss.
Just after my long holiday in Andamans, His Majesty (my ex-boss, i mean) gave me a recital about how is there no income in the company and blah blah blah, but we’re running well, it just takes a time, i have a new ideas and new projects and there is many things to do for you BUT… I think you can do it on your part time job! Ta-da! What the surprise!
Such a nice way to put in to the the words the meaning of “half salary”, saying “part time job”, I thought. And excuse me sir, what do you expect after - that im going to take seriously and work on your “new ideas”? And then what - I have to spin around and get some freelancing or get the other “part time” position somewhere. That would be nice to say to the landlord - “hey dude, from tomorrow im going to stay only half long in your apartments, as before, so I’ll pay you only half of rent, and gimme half of deposit you took from me”, or trying to get petrol for the half price or cut down twice on anything else..
I’ve been so much pissed off with him that I just told straight away that as soon I’ll find another job, don’t expect to see me here. The next minute I made a call for couple of guys. One of them some month ago was offering me position in quite very well known company, and the other was looking for senior programmer for his company. So within ten days I’ve got the position for business application programer. Which i refused. There was an interesting job and well compensation but in the gap of those ten days I’ve selected something else.
Before settle things for my new job, I met my new boss. We weren’t talking a lot about job im going to do, she just smiled and told me that im going to do an interesting job which I’ll enjoy. That’s it - job, which I definitely will enjoy! That’s kind of job. To tell the truth, she was offering me that job already an year ago, but I was so much connected to Bangalore that just dropping everything at that time would be to extreme to environment. Also my skills of english wasn’t good enough, I thought, for this kind of job, but I always kept in mind that some day, might be.. I can’t tell that now my english is perfect, but believe me, it much better than before.
The end of November for me was the beginning of changes which starts shaking my life. Again. I packed my stuff and left the house of Her Majesty, which whom I was sharing apartments for the long long one year. I thought that I’m sick, listening to her - anything im doing is wrong! But in the same time “you are so easy going and flexible” (please don’t get it wrong, she’s a girls lover), so I just was getting mad. I thought it might be a culture difference or something, but the time I understood that is not me, who is sick, but she - it
was nearly November.
As much you flexible can be, you’ll never reach your elbow with your tongue, right? There are limits for everything. I don’t know where are limits for hospitality, but seems she - knows. And it was a big problem when my guest stayed for a next night extra. Just for one
night more. There is nothing behind this story - she even hardly noticed that he was at home. And now I think, I can put that guy on the list of people, who appears in your life, and you can tell that they are kind of impulse to small things starts happening which turned to big changes in your life. It’s like looking back, you can recognize somebody, who’d you never meet and your life could be completely different.
For a while, till I’d find an other place to stay and share with somebody, I moved to my “soul sister”, Mrs B house, which has got 2 bedroom apartments and one of it was empty. Well, actually it was Pitou’s room, but he’s kind, short tailed boy was always chilling in
her room on bed, or sometimes hiding in cupboard, so he didn’t mind having a long-term guest. I heard many stories, that once you leaving house, he starts gambling with his friends. Nobody knows how much he won or lost, but never any money disappear from the house. Unfortunately they never appear as well I guess. But who knows, at
least that I don’t know.
Seems it was the perfect time to “jump out” from the Bangalorean routine. Changing house and job doesn’t make any different to change the place. Of course, Im going to leave all friends of mine in B-lore, and those parties, for which I never paid, and that terrific
and mad multicolor atmosphere… Anyway I never was thinking to stay there for a long, but true, I stayed there shorter than I thought to be. In the 9th of March me and B, which was escorting me to a new place, took the “shaker bus” and next morning we’ve reached Goa.
I managed to pack almost all of my belongings in three TV sized boxes. Some things I gave for charity, some things I left for my friends, so it was quite easy to shift it into new place. New place, in nearly 150 years old, Portuguese style huge house in the middle of garden which has big variety of fruit trees, blooming temple trees and all the rest greens.
I don’t like dogs, and here are ten of them, though I have few favorite dogs - they are not jumping and barking or whining with no reason. One looks like a killer dog, the other I guess is gambler (same as Pitou), and the other, small disgusting stinky dirty hippie.
Actually I don’t like him as creature, but this creature is a dog, which makes him different from the others dogs. Especially his character. There’s three cats, and only they’re allow to stay in my room. Spitting cat, the story teller, and purrer cat. The two last ones loves to lie in my room on the window sill, and relaxed looked at the garden. So they’re just coming in-out anytime thru the grill which is below sill.
Chained monkey lives on the huge mango tree. Unpredictable character. Today she can nitpick you and be nice girl, other day she’d scream at you mentioning to kiss her ass. Though it nice to watch her. Always busy with something and quite clever creature.
The other creatures here is a human beings. I forget to mention snakes, geckos, bats and birds or any of bugs which are around or in the house, but officially they’re not the residents of this house. If I’d count the “residents”, it would be fourteen (as animals) and
eight. From counted eight, four is the family with two smart kids. They’re taking care of garden, house, food and drink resources and our stomachs. The other four are: my boss, two mechanics and paramedic. Seems I forgot to count myself, so nine in total.
It’s nothing much to do here till June, so everyday, starting morning at the afternoon, taking an hour for my breakfast, shower and giving greetings for a new day. At this time company has kind of holiday - from March till end of May, so is not that im here, in Goa, to do my actual job. The beauty of Himalayas will open its heart to me in June. And till then, just chilling, partying, sunbathing, enjoying the sea, riding bikes or sometimes rickshaw if it necessary, chilling in the wednesday or saturday night market and so..
Recently I’ve bought Bullet for myself, so hopefully I’m not going to ride the company pink colored, staff Bullet. Such a ugly color for this kind of bike! And mister mechanic, which takes care of all the bikes, going to repaint it in the same color! There is something behind i guess. Almost all, nearly 40 bikes getting repainted partly every season, and now, is the time for it. Before rains will come.
Being graphic designer for almost seven years and along doing computerized engraving and for the last four years web application programming, I choosed to be a rider.. Himalayas, Rajasthan, Goa, Kerala, Karnataka and who knows, might be from next year north-eastern India going to be the places where im going to do my job. Riding classic Bullet bike, being tour leader - that’s the job I’ve choose. Do I can’t name it as a job? Though I don’t mind to get a bigger compensation, even if common expenses covered by “company”.
And that’s the story about how im doing at the moment. Don’t ask me for how long. If day after tomorrow somebody will offer me ticket to Mars - might be I’ll go for it. Unless tomorrow going to bring me some surprise.
Have a good night, and be sure - day after going to bring something new for you too.
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ruduo indijoje… - nera atsakymo. sedejau galvojau apie ka tureciau parasyt. nera rudens, todel nera ir atsakymo. cia 2 sezonai - kai lyja ir kai nelyja. dar sezonas kai nekarsta ir karsta. kai karsta buna apie 2 menesius karsta paskui nekarsta. o buna salta. o himalajuose dar salciau. ten daug sniego ir vejas plevesuoja budistines veleveles.. bet toli. man iki himalaju 3 dienas traukiniu dundet. nebent lektuvu iki delio, o is ten royal-enfield’u vaziuoti i kalnus. o dar galvojau apie rudeni ir kita diena. stai sugalvojau: istiesu yra indijoje ruduo, tik ne lapai nuo medziu krenta o geles. dabar sezonas kai dideles raudonos geles krenta, kaip kokios lelyjos - riebios tokios. ir geltonos - kitos rusies, kiek mazesnes. o graziausios templo medzio geles - baltos ir kvapnios. labai grazios. dar buna melynu geliu ir violetiniu, bet jos auga kazkada kita kart. stai toks ruduo..
Negaliu piktintys del to kad uzdare viena gatve - daro kazkokias renovacijas. Nors zinoma tai sukelia nepatogumu nes apvaziavimas nors ir netolimas, bet gan perkrautas eismo dienos metu, mat nakti galim vazinetis vienos krypties eismu ir taip sutrumpint daugeli marsrutu. Vakar pamaniau pamaloninsiu karve papaja ir labai nusivyliau nerades anei vienos karves gatveje! Manau del eismo jos kazkur nucigonavo kitur. Papaja teko ismest.. ryte karves vistiek ja ras.
