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Hi,

So January is out. Today is february the second. Good news: Well in zimbabwe MDC and mugabe have both agreed to share power. More good news, now russian church has a leader. Better news: Obama is not only sounding confident in his words about world reforms. Even better news: Bolivians are cheering great with their new constitution proposal. Importent news: markets are going up, slowly. More importent News: I heard IMF chief on BBC: economies with start picking up by later half of the year.

My news: Santa Clause has shifted to my village. Hurrey. Well some of you may not agree, or several may disagree but i think it is true.
Yesterday, was my off, and i left for town, instead of falling asleep did purchase, and went to bus stop to catch my bus back home
I WAS SITTING THERE, SIPPING TEA & I SAW A MAN IN PURPLE ON THE ROOF OF NEXT HOUSE WITH A LONG WHITE BEARD!!!. You will say what in the world: But you see i could feel that it was santa clause.
Reason- one, he looked fat with a 39 inch tummy, he was wearing purple clothes.(No red: may be because it is not christmas).
Two, He had a shiny beard.
Third- i saw two eagles with white wing base flying up there. Now an eagle is a different story here, you are only expected to see vultures in this region, which are nearly extinct. Eagles are not the story of the area.

Its a good sign for me: for at least i am happy.
Yesterday, was a wierd day for me, i was searching net on my phone for some stuff. I could not find it and fell asleep.

Today when i woke up, i just checked the phone- it had an article opened up on it, it was about saint antony. ( i was searching for fire egypt). lets be accurate, before today, the only saint i had ever heard of was saint valentine. The so and so name was nothing for me. But i did got to read about him. I thank god for it.

Yesterday was a good night too, i got to see MI 1. And i had dreams.
Office was a little bad, i was given office work, which i dislike a lot. I was actually detained by hari for both nights, reason i could not understand
I seriously don’t understand-
He detained me for both nights, that means i was not allowed to work on equipments, but was assigned fabrication work, i was welding, grinding, i was fitting parts. I was doing SAP work, but no equipments. I think it was coz, on my second day, i forget to log the teams on work in the log book.
He knows, i am addicted to cranes. I was furious, i was angry. And hari is a good person, so both days- i was not there on equipments but to tell you what: he brought home made food for me.
His wife cooked for me, he brought dinner exclusively for me both the nights. He said, i have had my dinner at home, this one you have.
Why in the world did you bring it then, if you ain’t not going to eat it, then why in the world does your wife cook it???
Fine i will ask her not to make next time, is that ok.
I took the bag-” I don’t mean i wont eat it, or will not eat it if you do bring it again. I just don’t understand” And the food smells great.

And he left for office, i for canteen.
SANTA: is a 5 letter word before 5 comes 4. I think before “santa” a man must learn the word : “love”.

Why do people take pain for others. It is unknown thing for me. I do take pain for machines, coz that makes maintainence easy. This thing about people, is like reading theology for me. I don’t understand..
But i am deeply touched. I did had also hurt my finger day before yesterday. Hari knows it. no body else knows it. It will leave a mark.

Just picked up the biography of AL Pacino: Third page: The wanderwall’s grand son said” Life is always on the wires - rest is just waiting”. I was hurt badly: not only by the wound, but also due to the courtesy showed to me by hari, i was hurt badly, for again i realized that day, i am alone- i don’t even know what is the difference between me and the equipment. We both hold no language, untill its a break down.

Mr. SANTA, i need to learn, what exactly does word, love means. How can i help build toys if i don’t understand which part is most importent for the child.
….I will be back to office tomorrow..
….Apurva

Dear all,

One more chapter has come to an end. I need to learn more that has been turned certain, My last post may be, could be bit confusing, but it does resembles how my mind is functioning. It means i am about to make changes in my thinking patterns and actions.
Anyways good news i heard yesterday: Zimbabwe is heading towards a new mixed govt. Good for the people out there. The figure of cholera is drastic, quick is also slow.
May god help them all. Also the worm storm in liberia is also a cool news.

One more news that pulled my attension was: new constitution of bolivia. May whatever anyone say, their president is a hero. Evo morales is an hero to the new, young world. How can one ignore- no country can grow better intill it includes it’s own blood. It’s own man have more freedom at their homeland.

Like always, santa doctors a bit late for zimbabwe, may be an air patrol has seized his sledge before he could reach africa. I think we need to have a new international aviation policy, else flying sledges have to declared immune to national aviation boundries. Second solution would be for the dragons to give him anti radar protection. Do you think, a dragon skin absords signals or reflects them. i don’t know.

But under every condition, 60 thousand sick from colera! its a shame. Its a shame for anybody who cares for his own children. People getting sick only because the place could not be cleaned & people dying because of it. God’s Sake!

Do you think! witches broom will be a better option. You know they are small, can not be detected on radar, will reach there without getting shot, and IT IS A BROOM! A MAGIC BROOM. Better!! if you have to clean up a whole country. Does anybody has a card to anyone of them. Its a good option!!

…With Regards,
Apurva

Dear Zim,

I was really afraid of your fire yesterday, It was hard why would it not burn me if i came to you without a fire shield and an fire extinguisher.
I was really stubborn of me to think that you will call me for dinner with an intension of frying me and eating me up. I am sorry for the same.

You laugh really good, infact i must admit you have been a good friend to me. I really love when you talk about suko and her child friends, the news of santa getting promoted as trainer to the new “world squad of childs and smiles” is a really good news. It makes me smile with cheese when i try to imagine santa running in front with all the dragons, elephants, fairies all singing their child songs in all their languages. Mr whodo may not like it, but kids will love it. I am sure for that.

I too am trying my best to get out of my daily schedules and give some time to your work. But sometimes find myself trapped in the game of what goes on in Gaza and Sudan.

Really, children have great power, since day before yerterday i was trapped by a child i had to play with him and give up my unwinning quest of winning a batminton game against good players. And well he even did not let me exercise on the jogger. I think he was assigned to damage it parmanently, it could feel it but he did not succeed.
Though he did succeed in- making me clean up my un-cleanable room and make it look sitable. I did succeeded in loosing him afterwards, but it was of no use, i still lost all the games with my bosses friend” Who surely must have labeled me as a lazy man”. He is old enough to forget the facts of adulthood.

Anyways, I could not believe that i really wrote a good poem afterwards. And it did felt great. I had some intution thing going on in my head today, coz i went all the way across to the town to catch a bus timed at 1130 hrs which again brought me back to my colony faster then i had reached the town. Well, but my intution was right, i did met the girl. But i could not find a reason to talk with her. I am a shy person. I tried to find a reason to talk but found myseld speaking about my torn off pant. Which somehow got torn off while i tried to move to the third seat in the row.

I did ask her- if i could help her taking her bagage, but she sincerely denied. It was hard on heart but i did took it, i think doing situps helps you to let go of pain. Anyway now i don’t think i will ask her again(Should I ??). I will back to my office tomorrow, loving the same machines, though i am starting to feel a call from inside when find myself passing of from that garden again-n-again and trying to find a reason to break my leg or something in such a way that i can visit the hospital but still stay out of trouble from office. My wont tolarate any accidents at office and it is very difficult to find a place outside to break a leg, that to in such a fashion that i am not detained from going to site while i am hurt.

Its difficult to love a nurse if you are an field engineer already in love with your machines..
Anyways thankyou for the dinner yesterday. And Say my thanks to suko for accepting the offer. The gear for santa, i think must be in progress, i know it is very difficult with the melting glaciers at noth pole but i know we will manage somehow.

With love and smiles,
Apurva

Hi,

Read about Darfur yesterday. After finishing yesterday’s post, still had some time on my clock for web. I cannot call it tragic. I can not say i hate it. It is a truth that exists across an ocean away from me.

Blame is not one thing that can end, what happened there happened way back in Uganda in 94, Keeps on happening in Latin America, neighbourhood african nations even now.
Its not blame that i am thinking about.

I worked yesterday 2100 to 0800 contineuously. 53 meters above sea, not in a room but out in open, about 7 deg celcius. Seprated from sea below only with metal grids on which i was standing, from winds by my winterwear. I worked whole night greased my good friend as good as i could. It was a too hard on my companion. But it was safe.

I live in a world where people don’t even know of any such things, care! is a blind man’s expectation. You tell them about the 6 digit inflation rate in zimbabwae, i receive a look as if i don’t know what exactly does inflation rate means. I belonged to a world, where the worst thing a person knows is- kashmir, actually i even doubt what they know about kashmir and did they think anything about it except for lets kill the terrorists.

Greasing such a large equipment takes a long time. But, trust me when you are touching the nice old joints, its great. It gives me the feel of a friend sitting next to me is asking do you know my diameter. I am huge! And once i am done with the work i like saying thank you to the equipment. I always expect a thank you in return. But still waiting. I always wonder- how do japenese work, i have read that there equipments always look clean as their home. No regrets thought- coz even i do mentain my equipment, but still am a bit far from achieving the japanese standerd. I dream to, but i actually have no idea of the reality, “how do they do it, man”.

It was an exhausting night yesterday. I have tried to sleep today, but failed to except for 2, 2 hour slabs. I did get to take my lunch. But, people say i am looking depressed.

I like to dream, and work, making lives of children easy, as much as i can. But whatever i am doing, I dream to do more, straight forward to help all those children in the troubled regions.

I love machines, i love mother nature. I love those children. Mr SANTA, do start making a big vessel in which all of those children in darfur so that they can do and have a days play, food, fun and joy all away from the scars of battle, blood and screams. Let them know, red is also the colour that a friend called santa wears.
……………Apurva

Hi,

Sometimes it is hard to say Good Bye. But the christmas is Off- five days since the first night. It doesn’t feel that different though.

But it is starting to feel a lot of different these days. Many wishes to everybody out there for the days that you had. Congratulations to you all who did receive a visit from SANTA and just ok for anybody else who did not get a visit. IT HAPPENS!. Well i wanted to see him, but had to go to office for work. I can’t say that i miss him. Anyways i had sent him a huge list of countries and children to visit on christmas night( If he servived that! well hurrah! and three cheers.)

I would love to know what did anyone of you got on your christmas.

Anyways, the day is out, and i certainly know one thing! SANTA needs some help.
2 Billion Children out there(includes some adults who love to meet santa). Now he has to be having some star trek powers to do all the stuff. But since he is a man jus like you and me. I must say He Needs help.

I plan to start from today only. Lets see. I think we can devide the world in some regions for different envoys of santa. NO! i don’t mean devide! i mean- associates to SANTA. Hows That!!!

Since in america he is permitted to fly, without permit. No problems there. Europe, russia, its done too. In South America, well flying will not help he needs to penetrate the forests, so santa with ground sledge is required with tarzen skills. In africa, a santa who can work full time round the year and may be take a break on christmas, is required, and he especially needs to be teacher or a doctor. Still searching.

India, flying is easy but getting past minds is not easy so a friend of mine could be contracted to help. I can’t disclose his name right now. He is still busy in his diwali work, is still considering the proposel.

While for eastern Asia, i do have found a great match. SUKO! she is great flier. I did had met her once, And she is in demand. I am telling you, she is in demand. And children are great about here, they love her like say- heavens!

See guys! whatever you think! We do need lots of santa’s here. There are a lot of children who want wishes to come true which are far different then barbies and mickey mouse, something like- books, food, medics, happiness, smiles and so on. Christmas is about 1year minus 5 days and a couple of hours away and there is lots of work. Whole lot of work is needs to be done.

As far as i am concerned. I just lost my phone, I don’t know if santa took it (as a present to me) or i dropped it into sea, but it does has cheared me a lot.( i can justify not calling some girls for a long time.)

Have a sparkling year ahead! And yes i do need to know if anyone of you can give me the dimensions of santa. Comments loved and invited.

….Apurva

Hi,

Well it was great, to give the best run that could come out of me, that day.
It has been 7 days since those moments. It feels different after the time. Well it took me 2 days to get back physically. Though the return from there took a huge toll. The temp difference of 20 deg c is more then i could take, i fell sick. It was nothing. But now, i am back full, only physically. The run as expected, has chit me as expected.

I love those moments. i have had 3 days of duty, since then. My supervisor, been called in day time for ISO certf. work is on computers only in day time. I was the new charge of the team.

I feel lonely, After the run, i am feeling more lonely. Actually, i also went there in a faith, may be my old girl may reconsider me. But she is no where around.

The dream is out. New is in. SANTA. I am thinking of preparing a list of wishes for this christmas. I am preparing a wish list to ask from santa.

I need not ask for a small, micky mouse. But i am going to ask him to come to me, have a seat by my side, let me rest, for a moment or so, in his laps.
We always think to have a father who will be there to help us in depression, when we are down. I have always asked santa to help me out.

This year i pray for something more. Instead of asking him to give me a hug. I am planning to give a hug to life. Asking is good. But always! come on. I have found myself asking for a friend every year. God says, if you have to ask for something every year by year, again-n-again. Then you are on the wrong street. Its called begging for the illusion to happen. Trying to live in deza woo.

I want a real world for me. And it is there in open. Santa! please help me to be strong. and know that i am a good man. And i can still make my self up.

Dear Friends,

I finished the marathon, thought only 20 kms today. I felt a little hard at the end of the race, i was feeling weak, though no pain, no feelings no gut feelings, just could not pick my legs up to make it in time. Now after a few hours, i just think ” what if santa was there behind my back or my front and encouraged me to walk. There were man in uniform encouraging me, old women and men too. But i think what i had in mind was santa.

Santa gives so many presents to so many children so many happy minutes to so many people all the time. I needed a little feeling of happiness at that time. i wanted to be one who gets a push from santa” hey Boy! you gonna start up now, i am getttin late”.
I would have broken the world records for that voice.
I know i have missed this feeling all my time. I give things my best, somewhere i back off. I don’t really know how the feeling is when someone you love is backing you up. i have tried so many times but i just don’t get it.

Made up a whole large family of unknowns, of men, women, ghosts, angels, books and Gods. But one man, always just misses me - SANTA.

Now the race is over. I will be moving out to my machines within a day or two. But the time that i have trying to run, trying to speak up with my old friends, words i have with the kenyan elite, and time i spent thinking about santa will las for long.
………………..Apurva

Hi,

Christmas is now one more day closer, I won’t say that it is far away but the cake really is some days away.

What was i thinking, i just decided, packed up, and moved to pune. Decided i wanted to run and here i am.
30 hrs, that’s the time i have been travelling to get here. travelling without a break, without food breaks with 4 bus changeovers. Was it exhausting. Yeah! that it was.

It is going to be a 42 km run again. But this time i am here without practice. Though this is one time when i am coming directly from the countryside after working on the site. It was my night shift, when i decided i will be running this time too. I came back, decided to leave within 2 hours, fell back to sleep, woke up in eve packed as if i am leaving for a beach trip, fell down the bus i was going to board, got ankle hurt, but left. and finally i have reached to the place. Day after tomorrow, the marathon is there. I am excited.
I spent, 36 hrs travelling, thinking what i like more. I loved pune more then anything a city where all my friends were. Today i am here back again. And the only person, i can find around is-me. The only thing that i find myself doing is back siting on PC-writing.

I was feeling i was not that much of happy living alone at the port. But now as i am away from there. I can find myself missing my boss, my collegues, those times, those cranes, and the grease.

I belong to my city of Mavricks. Some man realize the their lands far late. Plan to not to be late this time. Once the race is over, i will be returning back. This time. I won’t be calling back but plan to call ahead.

I miss my team. I miss the sea. i miss em’ all. Even the girls and the kids.

Hi,

Just ask what you want. And life will give you the same.
I had forgotten the mantra. Spent so many days thinking, suffering, feeling.

Yesterday, since i wrote about santa, after the thoughts of good hit my mind. I had already started feeling good. I returned back. Without any regrets, thinking about only the upcoming christmas and SANTA.

A good sleep. And then the night begin. And after so many days, hari gave me what i needed. An assignment. Assignment, without anybody guiding me or telling me what to do. A technician, the job sheets, the grease, the crane and the fabulous night.

I started work at around 1900 hrs. and i was there up working till 0730 hrs. I am happy. Today onwards i am on leave i won’t be there in office till, say one and half weeks.
But i was there working whole night, geaseing hidden points. Cleaning old grease, smelling the wind, smellig the sticky EP2. Working under the chilly winds is my favourite after sport. I was doing OK, it was my first mechanical assignment, i am a lot happier then a last few months, i am doing better. Really you have to ask with full heart what you want, beleive in it and be happier. It really brings blessings and good feelings, everything else, i think, follows.

Just fell down and got a bit hurt, while trying to push start the bus. 5 were already pushing. And i went there, and tried to force with full strength. And i think the bus had already started before i could touch the metal. I did touch the metal, but that was of ground. Its paining a bit. But i am a little embarrased. But its OK. I have a special gift, i am told by god on the spot, Don’t act stupid. Act simple.
Want to say, thank you santa.

Will be travelling nearly 2 complete days. Meet you guys little late.
…Apurva

Hi,

My day yesterday was not at all good. That is a bad news. It just keeps on happening to me. You will say what a buzzy man! I was thinking the same about myself yesterday.

Then, i read a blog here. It reminded me- just what i forgot. One only thing why i started blogging. Thanks giving & Christmas & a really beautiful man, His name is santa.

Good morning! I am sorry if my words are not much of enthusiatic, but i have just came back after an 12 hours duty and have to go back today night if i would leave the thought of being tired, which i can not, i am feeling sleepy too.

Santa Clause! I love him. Too many childern do, I am about some 20years older then them. But i do love santa. My parents don’t object, they don’t know about it, they live far away.

Why did i actually started this blog, money, yeah!. Only money! somebody more.
Colin, asked me to be positive. I was depressed after the recession. I was feeling odd, because of the market crunch. He was feeling it too, but there was something more, he was also happy, his grand children will be coming from johensburg to spend the christmas leave with him.

I love being a kid, i always love being a child, amist of being a grown up. The red dress of santa, feels like i am living in heaven. Just the thought of him, revives me up.
The fat, old guy from north pole.

Do you think- he is fat? i think there is a factory of toys inside his tummy, that could be the reason why noone ever found his place, there all of those beautiful toys are made. And once a dispatch is ready, his man ring a bell. and then he opens his coat and takes them out. Just like the golden goose!

These times are very hard times. But it is also christmas. I remember reading, its only when the man is in his greatest of troubles, people show real faith. It is when the boys & the girls go out on a snowy day, and love each other. Then Santa wakes up and that is what also drives his factory. And then he starts making his toys and then gives them to all.

These are preety hard times, aren’t they!!! I think this time santa is going to come.
I would love to have him around and keeping a photograph of him with me as a present.
………….With love and christmas
Apurva