I really have not been blogging much lately. Oh well …
First off, the diving trip I went on two weeks back was fun. Granted, my underwater housing flooded … again. I guess either I’m not meant to take photos underwater, or I just have not gotten the hang of the maintenance yet. I know I’ve never been very good at such mundane stuff either. Did a total of 11 dives, which is quite a number. I didn’t manage to see any big stuff during this trip, except for that school of 12 or so Napolean Wrasse and a lone Bumphead Parrotfish. We did visit a site with some cleaner shrimps too. I tried placing my hand on top of that rock where the shrimps are. For some reason, only a shrimp or two ventured onto my hand. Only a prick later they just floated off. Maybe my hand was just too clean for them? Hmm …
Just 5 days after I returned from diving at Pulau Perhentian, I few off for another trip yet again; this time, to Delhi for business. Things do not really change at all. Yes, there have been changes in terms of infrastructure, but apart from that, everything else appeared the same to me. The traffic is as terrible as can be. It’s supposed to be the monsoon season, but through out the 5 days that I was there, I think it only rained twice. It was the second time which really wrecked havoc for me.
The thunderstorm was heavy no doubt about it, but it lasted for only half an hour or so. I didn’t think it mattered that much, but it does apparently. Many flights were delayed, the air crew were late (or so they said), people crowded around the boarding gates and aero bridges were locked. As a result, flights were delayed because a few of the outgoing flights had to be loaded via buses, mine included. In the end, it was delayed by almost two hours. It was simply chaotic.
Just today, I was considering taking my bicycle out for a spin. It’s been eons since I last did so, and I was starting to feel a little nostalgic. Just a few weeks ago, I summed up the courage to lift it off the stand and cleaned it up a little. My, after so many months of neglect, the dust can really settle. What surprised me more was the little creep which decided to make a home inside the horn. It decided to pop-out when I burped it a few times. It looked rather dead to me; I guess it got stuck on the way in. The diaphragm is probably a little rusted or so, for the only sound which came out was a high-pitched whine, not a shock-inducing blast. Hopefully it might get a little better after some real usage.