Agent Bolt - Liar

As per routine it was the usual walk a.k.a "Recon". I was going about my business trying to sniff out the rabbits, which never seem to show up on my scent radar (reference of my ancestors who were considered expert/avid hunters of the demons with long ears - "https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beagle". Just as I thought I saw a cloud that looked like my long lost ancestor, lo and behold what do I see - a bird with what looked like construction material. I immediately realised it must have been for their evil lair.

At the same instance my handler had to go about his business and took me to base a.k.a base. On the next exciting episode of Dragonball Z see Bolt ....whoops ... episode of Agent Bolt(Z) look at the psychological profiler side of mine

Agent Bolt - The “Meeting”

“As usual I was out on a walk for exercising the handler, lo and behold what do I see!! A flocking of similar feathered birds together. My inane spy sense kicked in and I started recording their moments starting with lip-reading or so I thought. Then I realised that I don’t speak bird and in particular pigeon, too bad that escaped the capture of their nefarious plans. 

 

The Entry

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Being openly discreet about my presence!

“At first there were 2, then they started gathering in numbers. So, I observed for while and safely escorted my handler to safety lest those evil ones ganged up on him as he was the weakest link in our duo.

4 of em'

 

“All in all not a bad trip as we could lay my paws on some intel, and it seemed like they were to take out the nearby car with drop bombing. I tried to warn the owner, but realised even after these many dog years my handler doesn’t know dog, then how come a noob like that owner would. Here’s to hoping that the drop bombs don’t work out or we both will be burned.”

Agent Bolt - The “Recon”

 “It so happened to be a lovely morning..err…evening call. It is kinda hazy since re-conning is stressful due to the fact that it involves the handler and you guys. I heard crowing of some bird that was weird, hoarse and not mellifluous. 

“There I went to check out with great difficulty, of course the terrain played a part in it, but ignoring grass (that I love much), fragments of plastic, various scents and the kinds that get the attention of a finest hunting/scent hound specimen, was another challenge all together.

 

 

“There lied the most beautiful thing I think I ever saw, an exquisite piece of art, almost like the lil’ handler or handler’s handler. Alas! With the shades of a Bond villain. A complicated mix of Color that sends one into a state of disbelief that what in the world was created. It is unfathomable to think this one can cause the “problem” the handler says it can. 

“I’ll highlight the creature for you normal folks who aren’t familiar with reconnaissance and world class spy photography.”

Agent Bolt - The Confused

"Hi I am Bolt, Agent Bolt that is. I am a Canis familiaris Beagle-us or so my handler "scientifically" calls me. Sometimes I believe he is nuts. And his handler is such a sweet heart. Not a day goes by without regretting that I chose the wrong handler. Alas! like the saying in Telugu - "after hand burn what use catching green leaves", I accepted my fate.

Why am I confused? Well I am on a mission, but not to handle my alleged mortal enemy. I am assigned to staph the taking over of the world by the nefarious group called birds, shadowing them like not their shadow but invisible shadow. You will know I am a Man..err...a Dog of sophistication, candor, focus, commitment, and easily distractable. Keep watching out for my chronicles. Aastha la Vista!!"

a new beginning...another start...restart...

give it whatever title you want..starting afresh does make one doubt oneself more. Decided to resume writing my blog on the very same day I had to resume work after a quite a long break. My role is much more similar to that of a plumber. Alas! it doesn't entail the benefits that one gets as per popular literature. The part where I can earn lots of money without working that hard. 

It just gets better n better........

after the unfortunate incidents in Bangalore for the folks of certain industry. I recollect vaguely about an idiom that speaks of making the best of an adverse situation. Well never could I do that nor seen many do the same. But the folks I mentioned have nearly managed it(pun not intended). They will get CISF guarding their offices!!! Instead of taking measures to ensure proper coordination between intelligence branches of states, the Govt. has come up with this. The rules will be bent, cough..cough rules will be amended to accommodate the provision.

Now what will be next on the cards?? Total levy on the meagre taxes that they pay, paving way for increased revenues for the companies and pint-sized increase in salaries of the slaves that they employee. I have a better suggestion, controlling the Rupee and Dollar exchange rates, for that matter all the currencies these guys deal with, and making sure Rupee will be in a better depreciated state than it is already. And the people who lead these companies will speak how they are the sole reason for growth in revenues and recognition. It is time that people stop talking only about how our political system and politicians are, corruption is, and limiting their extensive purview of knowledge to these.

Every day is a new day.....Well!!!!

Right from my childhood I heard that 'every day is a new day'...'don't remember the past, think of what needs to be done now', etc, etc and when speaking of remembering past experiences(that might be so good that one ends up being stalked by those memories all the time) never did I give thought to any of those statements, cause I love remembering every thing that I was involved in. My philosophy is 'when I have plenty to learn from why should I forget'(well learning can be postponed, right! so, I do it all the time). Now when it comes to my job, every other day you come across people with different attitudes, different comprehending capabilities. It took me a while to get myself acquainted with the job and handling people. And believed I devised a way to do my job. Time and again(that would be every 2 hours or so) the 'way' had to be abandoned, and a new way was to be searched.

Ever fell and landed on your chest, ever been punched so hard that air is knocked outta your lungs? For a while you try to breath, and you can't, all you can do is have visions of the life spent and you wait for the 'tunnel' and the 'bright light'. The first issue did that to me(and the afore mentioned did that too), I couldn't do anything for a while, only difference is that instead of 'tunnel and light' concept, the 'U r fired' concept was playing in my head. Somehow, managed that issue, lesson to be learnt was 'do not expect'. The place where the 'lessons learnt' are stored seems to have a backdoor. So, took me as much as 2 weeks to realise the 'do not expect' lesson properly. Well now that I am lil older and have lesser distractions, realisations dawn upon me and seem to have an effect on me, or am I being made to believe that. This 'positive attitude' and 'optimistic outlook' things fool you into believing what actually aint existing!! As of now, every day is new, every issue is new, one ol thing would be to try and make some use of good ol brain. ;)