Upon visiting a friend's place we're in the terrace when all of a sudden comes a yelling and shouting from the far corner opposite to the street. It went on for a long time of shouts and died down when their mouth can no longer carry their shouts. It seems that somebody's really doesn't go along with one's neighbor. We ignore all these shouts but when there was a loud voices just down below.
We started gawking downwards. A drunken father was throwing tantrums. He really got a bad day and also beat his young son for which his neighbors started barring him from entering his own house. They started confronting him.
Problem dealing with drunkards is that the more you try confronting, the more heat they gave.
They start tugging for several minutes. Because his small body size he couldn't just win over them physically and started vocals! His verbal was really bad and he throws out the best of worse! They are fluently flowing out from his mouth.
Now along came a cyclist riding through the street. He wore a green color rather faded torn pants. No clothes on his body. His face probably looks like it got a day off from wash. No shoes.
He rode his cycle from the back and it makes him look like he's riding a Harley-Davidson's!
Seeing the tussle happening he jumped off from his cycle and approached the drunk guy. He looks very big when comparing to the drunk.
The drunk seeing a challenger now croaked at him saying "HEY" Our hero now stands in front of him and yelling louder that the man shouting "DAI" (the very common slang that showed challenge) he further added "WARANGU" All those who knew that word warangu(monkey) laughed.
The hothead drunk was now iced
Is he was quiet for that little reason!!
Our hero picked hid cycle and pedaled away.
Situation was under control!
We later learned that the hero of the day was a mental.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
My ward's a Hero!
It was around 12:30am. I was still doing my Project IGI! Preparing a sketch for mapping, logs and shoots. My ward K was sitting nearby with a keen watch on what I am doing. Half of my attention was on him. There was a phone call and got up to answer. He was walking around and talking over the phone.
Coming back he said he wanted to have a night walk. We went out and we're down instantly in the silent street. Stopping by a street side bench, we were sitting and gazing at the clear blue sky.
Like this moment had always been my passion. Clear sky, clear air, quiet atmosphere.
Turning my head to the left side I saw two men entering the street and on the right a handicapped (with one arm) riding a cycle. I was calculating where the two parties will meet and i was right for they meet exactly right in front of us. Thought them that they are guys who loved a night like this romance.
Hey...What...What did i saw? How can a normal guy challenged a handicapped? Why is he pushing down from the cycle? why did they start beating a helpless person? They can kill him?
My ward who saw these was boiling all over! He stood up. I pulled him back telling him that its their matter which we don't know and request him not to get involved. I tell him they wouldn't kill. I also warned him of future matters that can get worsened. Was asking him to stay cool and just watch.
He Ignored Me. What a Ward! I was shocked when he released himself from my grip.
He is a quiet guy. He is more into action than words. He just showed that.
He walked up to the two men while i was still sitting! I knew he can handle two or three but I'm doubtful if its more that three. The handicapped was crying loud this time. I knew there were windows shutters around us opening silently.
When my ward walked up to these two guys who at once saw him and took to their fight position.
They are no match to him. He gave some hard kicks and they took to their heels. He helped the guy who was crying and thanking him and he let him go.
He came back and sat beside me. I was quiet and a bit angry. I knew those two cowards will bring in their gang. This is another place and not our own. What will become of us? What the consequences gonna be? I knew they'll come. I always knew this and my sense is telling me.
Why is this fellow disobeying his guardian? Am I a good guardian? Was thinking all of this.
He was calm and opened his mouth to say something but i signed him not to speak. He obeyed.
I hate him disobeying me when obedience is most needed. I told him to be ready for things to come and finish everything once and for all.
I started calling my fellow folks through my mobile and asked them to get ready and stand by and some locals I knew for witness.
I was irritated making calls at this weird hour.
We need not wait long..
There are five men walking briskly towards us and two armed with clubs. The didn't took their previous kick very well. Next instant i finds myself facing a stout, hairy guy with a club the size of my wrist. One of the guy pointed my ward saying he's gonna be theirs. I whistle, one guys of the same feather added our side. none of us armed. Stouty was very tensed and looked me with all the hated displayed from his face. I pointed the two troublemakers and told him of things that happens. He now shouted telling me that it was their problems and not ours (alien, he called)to interfere. I calmly suggested that if their problems can be settled in another street. He retorted saying that they ruled this street.....!! wow wow...I asked if that includes my door. He said if it is in this street its a definitely a YES.
My full attention was now on his right hand where he had his club and then asked him to repeated what he just said. Raising right hand and lifting his club he said one more time.
His death blow doesn't strike. In stead he was kneeling before me yelling and covering his #$%^ with his hands and moaning in pain. All his men are down already and crying.
I grab out stouty's hair and get him an offer which he got to choose:
Option 1. To tell me again if he rule the street where i lived.
Option 2. If he wants another fight he can always have wherever, whenever and whatever.
Option 3. Leave this place and never come back again even if he wants an autograph from m!
He should choose the last one and i'm scared if he had choose te other option. He eventually choose the third option and the started limping towards the exit.
When turning to my boys one of them was vomiting and the director says CUT>
Coming back he said he wanted to have a night walk. We went out and we're down instantly in the silent street. Stopping by a street side bench, we were sitting and gazing at the clear blue sky.
Like this moment had always been my passion. Clear sky, clear air, quiet atmosphere.
Turning my head to the left side I saw two men entering the street and on the right a handicapped (with one arm) riding a cycle. I was calculating where the two parties will meet and i was right for they meet exactly right in front of us. Thought them that they are guys who loved a night like this romance.
Hey...What...What did i saw? How can a normal guy challenged a handicapped? Why is he pushing down from the cycle? why did they start beating a helpless person? They can kill him?
My ward who saw these was boiling all over! He stood up. I pulled him back telling him that its their matter which we don't know and request him not to get involved. I tell him they wouldn't kill. I also warned him of future matters that can get worsened. Was asking him to stay cool and just watch.
He Ignored Me. What a Ward! I was shocked when he released himself from my grip.
He is a quiet guy. He is more into action than words. He just showed that.
He walked up to the two men while i was still sitting! I knew he can handle two or three but I'm doubtful if its more that three. The handicapped was crying loud this time. I knew there were windows shutters around us opening silently.
When my ward walked up to these two guys who at once saw him and took to their fight position.
They are no match to him. He gave some hard kicks and they took to their heels. He helped the guy who was crying and thanking him and he let him go.
He came back and sat beside me. I was quiet and a bit angry. I knew those two cowards will bring in their gang. This is another place and not our own. What will become of us? What the consequences gonna be? I knew they'll come. I always knew this and my sense is telling me.
Why is this fellow disobeying his guardian? Am I a good guardian? Was thinking all of this.
He was calm and opened his mouth to say something but i signed him not to speak. He obeyed.
I hate him disobeying me when obedience is most needed. I told him to be ready for things to come and finish everything once and for all.
I started calling my fellow folks through my mobile and asked them to get ready and stand by and some locals I knew for witness.
I was irritated making calls at this weird hour.
We need not wait long..
There are five men walking briskly towards us and two armed with clubs. The didn't took their previous kick very well. Next instant i finds myself facing a stout, hairy guy with a club the size of my wrist. One of the guy pointed my ward saying he's gonna be theirs. I whistle, one guys of the same feather added our side. none of us armed. Stouty was very tensed and looked me with all the hated displayed from his face. I pointed the two troublemakers and told him of things that happens. He now shouted telling me that it was their problems and not ours (alien, he called)to interfere. I calmly suggested that if their problems can be settled in another street. He retorted saying that they ruled this street.....!! wow wow...I asked if that includes my door. He said if it is in this street its a definitely a YES.
My full attention was now on his right hand where he had his club and then asked him to repeated what he just said. Raising right hand and lifting his club he said one more time.
His death blow doesn't strike. In stead he was kneeling before me yelling and covering his #$%^ with his hands and moaning in pain. All his men are down already and crying.
I grab out stouty's hair and get him an offer which he got to choose:
Option 1. To tell me again if he rule the street where i lived.
Option 2. If he wants another fight he can always have wherever, whenever and whatever.
Option 3. Leave this place and never come back again even if he wants an autograph from m!
He should choose the last one and i'm scared if he had choose te other option. He eventually choose the third option and the started limping towards the exit.
When turning to my boys one of them was vomiting and the director says CUT>
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Life's a song
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now
I hear you're feeling down
Well I can ease the pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I need some information first
Just the basic facts
Now can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
I have become comfortably numb
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now
I hear you're feeling down
Well I can ease the pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I need some information first
Just the basic facts
Now can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're sayin'
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb
I have become comfortably numb
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Kilo 56
"This Radio is for you" (He gave instructions) and asked me to choose a call sign!
"Kilo 56 will be my call sign" I said
"Why kilo 56"
I started..." My height is 5.6, My weight is 56, My mark is 56, My no. is 56, my room no. has 5 and 6, my birth date has 5 and 6, my favorite uncle is turning 56 this year, you people are 5 and I'm the 6th one...Moreover 5 is before 6...."
He had his mouth wide opened! others are laughing!
Then,. smiling he said "Ok...Kilo 56 this is your gear and lets start moving."
"Kilo 56 will be my call sign" I said
"Why kilo 56"
I started..." My height is 5.6, My weight is 56, My mark is 56, My no. is 56, my room no. has 5 and 6, my birth date has 5 and 6, my favorite uncle is turning 56 this year, you people are 5 and I'm the 6th one...Moreover 5 is before 6...."
He had his mouth wide opened! others are laughing!
Then,. smiling he said "Ok...Kilo 56 this is your gear and lets start moving."
Friday, August 15, 2008
Perplex me! someone says!
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at
Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a
wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be
in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed
it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I
awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at
Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a
wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be
in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed
it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I
awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
Monday, August 4, 2008
For The Kids...
Why do ducks have webbed feet?
To stamp out forest fires!
Why did the pig go to the casino?
To play the slop machine!
What is a pigs favorite ballet?
Swine Lake!
What do you get if you cross a hen with a dog?
Pooched eggs!
How do you stop a rooser crowing on Sunday?
Eat him on Saturday!
Why did the foal cough?
Because he was a little horse!
What is the opposite of cock-a doodle-doo?
Cock-a-doodle-don't!
What's the best way to keep milk from turning sour?
Leave it inside the cow!
Where do milkshakes come from?
Excited cows!
haha ha ha all the way!
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