Part-13
Alvida Zindagi….(Good Bye Life…)
“Hi Nik”, I heard the same two words once again. I was unable to face him this time, as I knew why he had come. But how long could I escape from my death? I opened my eyes, gathered all the courage in me, breathed in deeply and finally turned back,
“Hi Yammu, what’s up?? And what’s this??”I looked at him with a dropped jaw.
Yammu was wearing a different outfit. He was wearing a golden Sherwani, suit, the kind I thought I would wear in my marriage!
“It’s my favorite dress Nik, it makes me feel ROYAL, you know. What do you think? How am I looking??”
He was actually looking good, but this time he had come with a devious intention! An intention, that was to end my life and I was not in any sort of mood to be polite or politically correct.
“You are looking like a JERK!! Actually you don’t look good in any outfit.”
Yammu’s excited face looked disappointed now.
”Yeah Right Nik! Death never looked good in any outfit”. Touché! Yammu was speaking the truth!
After a pause, Yammu started with his questions. “So, have you thought about it??’
” Thought what Yammu? How all could I impress the Angels? Yes I did! Can’t you see? I got a new hair cut!”
Yammu scornfully looked at me and remarked, “Your hair style is looking so bad that no one will be impressed by that!”
“Don’t you dare Yammu, I paid 800bucks for that and this is not a small amount, it’s 10times of what I usually give.” Yammu just smiled at my justification.
“So what? Even if you would have paid 8000bucks, it would remain same, stupid hair style….” Yammu seemed to be avenging the insult I had made regarding his outfits.
After a brief while, he resumed, “Anyway, I didn’t ask you to think about how you could impress Angels, I wanted to know if you had thought of a name you are to give me; the one whose soul I could take rather than yours,. Now tell me the name fast Dude.”
Yammu was asking a question, of which I had already decided the answer. “Yes Yammu, I have thought about it and I’m ready to give you the name”
Yammu smiled, “Didn’t I tell you on the terrace of your office building, that no one has ever rejected this offer! It’s too good to be denied.”
I smiled back “Yes it was!”
“ So Nik, who is it??” I took a deep breath, “His name is……Nik”
“WHAT??” Yammu was shocked, “There is no one around you, who shares your name and if you are talking about yourself, have you lost your mind?? This is the OFFER of a life time, or say, offer for a life time.”
I had almost expected this reaction from Yammu.” Yes, I’m mad Yammu; I have my name for you.”
“Nik, look, don’t take hasty decision. Do you want to think over it again? I can give you another five minutes. It’s the offer for which we have data that no one has rejected it yet”, mentioned Yammu, in a certain nonchalant manner.
“No Yammu, I have thought a lot about it and after a lot of deliberation. I’ve decided I’m no one to take some one’s life, if I can’t give them one. So after thinking about it so much, I conclude that if I wouldn’t like if someone took my name to exchange his life how could I take someone else’s life? I have decided that I’m not going to take any name. I can’t live happily at the cost of someone’s death. I can’t be that much selfish. It’s my final decision Yammu.”
Again a pause for a while and as usual Yammu broke the ice, “Are you Sure Nik??”
“ Yes, I’m” I said with a smile in my face, I was actually not scared of death anymore.
“Ohk, then let’s go” he started moving outside my home.
“Hello sir, where are we to go? I think, I have to leave my body here only…” I told him, rather dryly.
“Oh Yeah, I’m sorry. I am not able to digest the fact that you rejected the offer to your second life. Go and lie down on the bed and I will take your spirit out”, said Yammu.
I went to my bed. Lied down and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to see how my soul moved out of my body.
After some ten seconds, Yammu said” Open your eyes NIk”
I opened them gradually. I found myself standing in front of Yammu. I looked back. I could see someone sleeping on bed, who just looked 100%like me.
“That’s your body Nik!”
I was actually staring at my body. I was looking so good. I had a peaceful face. I was about to turn back, when I saw that there was mobile in my body’s hand.
“Oh damn! Yammu could you please let me move into my body? I got the sms from my lover and I want to see the name.” I pleaded.
Yammu smiled, “when you couldn’t find your lover when you were alive. It doesn’t matter much, now! Your lover will anyway come to know about your death tomorrow morning. Let’s go now….”
He moved from my home without unlocking the gate and I followed him. I learned that It was true that spirits didn’t need to open the gates for coming up or going down. ….
We went to the terrace of my building. “Yammu, don’t you think, we are going in the wrong direction?? Your buffalo is supposed to be on ground floor, by which we are supposed to travel” I asked curiously.
“Nik, you may have forgotten the conversation of our first meeting, I told you that it is a myth that I travel by the buffalo. I don’t need any vehicle to commute; though today we will be commuting by something, which may interest you. Yammu, had a derisive smile. I hated that smile of his!
”Hmmm…. Yammu is not only mad, he is enigmatic too. I couldn’t argue as I was already dead and I didn’t need to tolerate Yammu anymore. Once he “dropped” me at hell or heaven.
So I was quiet and went upstairs. The moment I reached terrace, what I saw was unbelievable. I could digest that Yammu wore Sherwani or Suit apart from only Dhoti, Yammu could sms me, but now he brought that for the commute. A Helicopter?? Actually a Black helicopter, which had two horns. On the tail of the helicopter, there was a painting of a buffalo. There was one tag line too “Yammu Aviation, Just for one way….” So different and interesting, just like me.
“Woooohhhh…. Now what is this Yammu??” I blurted.
Yammu turned back to me.” I know Nik that you always wanted to fly in a helicopter. So I thought to take you on this. Though I have one car, one Bike and one Chartered Plane too and see, it has a buffalo emblem too.”
“Gadget Freak…..eh?? you have all this and you sms too… btw, how come you know that I wanted to fly on it.” I cried!
Yammu smiled, “I know everything. Now get in…”
We moved in to the helicopter where another surprise awaited me. The helicopter had golden light complimenting the golden sofas which were facing each other with a centre table. In the side, there were some bottles of wines, juices and coffee and tea making machine. On the other there were pastries in the fridge, which had transparent door.
“Why the heck you are trying to impress me Yammu?? I’m anyways dead.”
“True, but this is the royal service. You know, I am not boring….I like something cool, you know and anyways, it will take some 10minutes for us to reach. So thought to have some chat with you. What would you like to take?”
Yammu was behaving like I came to him to ask his daughter’s hand for wedding.
“Don’t be formal Yammu…..” I relaxed.”…. But still if you insist, I won’t having one sparkling wine”
Yammu smiled and made one glass of wine for me and one glass of juice for himself. He must be health conscious. But I don’t care.
“Hey Yammu, why you are sitting next to me. Who will fly??”
Yammu laughed, we have been already flying since last 5minutes. Covered half way. My machines are automatic you know, no one need to drive.”
Yammu was really some gadget freak, unlike what I learned so far in the stories. We cheersed and had our drink.
“Ok Nik, let me ask you one question. If I give you another chance of life without asking you any other’s name by whose soul you can swap your life, would you like to go back??”
“ Who doesn’t Yammu?? But what’s the catch this time??” Yammu smiled, “Smart analytical skills, which is working even after death. the catch is you have to completely changeover to a decent and a sober guy like the guys who used to be earlier, in earlier era….like Mahatma Gandhi…”
I laughed, “ Sorry boss, not applicable in my case, I can’t be as good as him in my wildest dream. I cannot leave my so called SPOILED identity, I live for that and if I have to live that way of living, I won’t be able to live with the new identity. Thanks but no thanks for your offer.”
Yammu smiled. “hmmm…. I’m impressed by your honesty. So I’m going to one favor……” I might knew what he would say and I prepared myself again to go back to earth. he continued”….I will take you to heaven and you will be living there, I promise.” “BIG DEAL….Huh!!” I said on which I got a strange reaction from Yammu as he was thinking that I would be very happy….In the meantime our wine and juice finished and the helicopter stopped and one I heard the speaker saying
’Welcome to the Heaven Nik”
“Yammu, are you a techie guy….Huh!!” he smiled and we moved out….
As the gate of helicopter opened, I found myself in a golden age. Everything was golden.
“Is it Heaven??” I asked furiously, “Why Nik, you have any doubt??” I looked at his amazed face, “Yes off course, what the heck is this, where ever you see its golden and silver. Do here people know some other colors also??”
He was shocked by my question as no1 would have asked him something like that and to my surprise this time, he didn’t answer and simply walked ahead and I had no other option but to follow him….
He introduced me with God.
“Hi Nik, I’m God””
Which God?? I mean Krishna, Indra, Shiva… or someone else??” he laughed, it’s just in stories, there is one only no matter how you call and that’s me. And now please don’t ask me some more questions as Yamraaj….oops, your Yammu has already told me that you have asked him millions of question.”
Direct line to me to make me feel inferior.”
Why should I asked you, I don’t think that much importance, you do your work and let me do mine. Now please excuse me, I need to search for angels.” I turned back and went outside to the room; but while going I looked behind and I saw that Yammu and God Uncle was looking each other blankly. I won to make them inferior….
I went outside to see the gardens. What the shame! They didn’t even have green grass in these parks. Must be Goddu (God, I mean) liked this golden color so much that everything here was in that colour only, even the grass. A little far away, I noticed a girl playing with water and thankfully, the water was not in golden color. I was overjoyed. Well, flirting is my forte. I liked her smile. I whistled loudly, which was sufficient enough to attract her attention.
“Hi kid, I’m Nik and now I give you the privilege to tell you your name.” She laughed, a little taken back, “I’m grown up.”
“That I know and also you look gorgeous.”
“Gorgeous??what is that??” she said with her blank look. She seemed like a dumb Girl, and I like dumb Girls, they don’t follow you after you ditch them.
“ Ok, Sweety, tell me your name.” I asked with my flirty voice.
“How come you know that Nik, that my name is Sweety” she was totally dumb.
“I know everything, so what do you do Sweety??”
“Nothing..”
“Nothing??” I asked.
She was blank, “Yes, I don’t have any friends!”.
“Now’ I’m here Sweety” and we started talking for a while.
In the meantime Yammu and Goddu passed by and looked at us.
“Nik, what are you doing here??” Goddu asked.
“I am talking with my girl friend, do you have any problem??”
While saying that I put my hand on Sweety for giving more weight.
“Yes, I do…. Sweety is my daughter…” Goddu was angry and I loved it.
“Fine, then I will start calling you father-in-law, simple.”
“No way Nik, she can’t marry anyone like you as I have seen your history.”
“ohk God Uncle, stop me then and start behaving like the traditional Bollywood Movies’ Dad”
“Leave her Nik” Goddu, was in rage!
“But I like him Dad” Sweety said.
“He isn’t worthy of you Sweety” Goddu Said.
“No dad, he is very good. I want to marry with him!”
“No way Sweety!” I liked the angry expression of Goddu when he said’ No way’.
“Boss, it does not matter if you are God. I do what I want to do, do whatever you feel like.” I said to Goddu, which made him very angry now and he looked at Yammu and asked him to throw me out from heaven. Yammu did come to my rescue but Goodu didn’t want me to be in heaven. Finally we moved into the yammucopter again and I Byed to Sweety (sweety was very sad, not to mention)….
I was laughing on Yammu’s face.
“What the heck?? Why are you laughing on me” protested Yammu!
“Language Yammu, Heck sounds crude” and I started laughing again. I was quite sure that Yammu would like to kill me again that time.
“Will you please shut up. You insulted me in heaven..” complained Yammu.
“Ohk Yammu, So where are we going??”
Yammu looked at me.
“Where means what?? I can’t send you at earth as you didn’t mention any person’s name for swapping life. I can’t put you back to heaven as you find no one but God’s daughter to flirt around. Now welcome to Hell Nik”
I smiled again. “You can’t Yammu”
“Why not??” Yammu looked at me.
I loved the desperateness in his face to get reply and I was enjoying it. I got up, took another glass of wine and came back to sofa, spread my legs and then looked at him,
“Sorry Yammu, I didn’t hear, what did you ask??” I was mocking him. Yammu was angry now.
“Nik, no need to show me how much spoiled you’re, now will you please tell me, why do you think that I can’t take you to hell”.
I smiled, “Because, while going to heaven, you were impressed by my honesty that if I go back to earth, I won’t change myself and you promised that I would go only in heaven..” that was the time, when I was regretting for not carrying camera with me. He was fully blank, actually he was sweating.
After thinking for five minutes, finally he said, “I don’t have any other option but to drop you at earth back”
“how come Yammu, neither I will give any name for swapping nor I will change my attitude towards living.” I was smiling at his helplessness.
“I know, but I don’t have any other option . Go back to earth for at least 10years and do whatever you want to do and after 10years, we will follow the same procedure for your life thereafter, which we should have followed if you had given me someone’s name for swapping.”
“Cool!!” and then we were silent. Yammucopter landed at the terrace to my flat, we went to my room, he asked me to close my eyes and in few seconds, I was back in my body….
“Thanks Yammu for giving me a new life.”, that was all I could muster.
Yammu looked at me” whatever, but for sure it’s the memorable meeting and live in whatever manner you want to live. Leave me please.” He sounded tired.
“Ok bye Yammu, come sometimes, I won’t mind travelling in helicopter with my body and having some champagne this time.” I began again.
“Thanks but no Thank NIk for your offer, Bye” Yammu said and diasppeared and I was back to the life…..
Epilogue
I looked at the watch , it was 4am. I checked my mobile. I could still recall the sms from my lover and I hadn’t seen the name. There was so many missed calls on my mobile, which must have been come from my tea gang to check if I was alive. It didn’t matter and I rejected the button for showing me the name of Missed callers. I went to the inbox, read the sms again and saw the name on which I actually couldn’t believe. How could this person can be in love with me? This couldn’t be possible. I’m in completely different from this person. But probably this is what called opposite attraction. I accepted the sender as my lover as Yammu said that I have a true love around me…..
I was quite happy. I had a nice long shower thinking about our past times, which we spent together and was laughing on those memories. How could I not recognize my love. I Put on my best shirt, sprayed all kind of perfumes I had at my home and moved outside. By that time it was 6am. It was quite funny that my lover was my colleague and I hadn’t recognize that. I was so dumb! I directly went to the residence of my “love” and waited for the moment when my love would step out of that place. 7:15am, after 1hour, finally my love came out from home. she was looking very gorgeous or probably today I was staring at her . She looked at me and ran towards me. Weby my new shades. Shades of love. hugged each other tightly. I proposed her for marriage, which she accepted happily. I knew that she would be the perfect girl for me. She told me once that she was in love and I gave up without even knowing with whom she was in love…… Not to mention, that day we skipped from office and enjoyed the whole day together….Me and my girlfriend, who is my wife now, Sandy…..Life Nahi Hai Laddoo. Its really not that easy and this is the great thing about life. Live it as much as you can…..
Author’s Column
Thanks a lot for reading my this story. It has no connection with Reality. Everything is fiction. If I hurt someone by my writing, please forgive me. No offence to anyone. This story is dedicated to the novel, which I want to write and will start working on that soon. Apart from that, thanks to my newly joined flat mate, who saw a dream that Yammu came in his dream and told that he’s going to ).Thanks todie in 2 days (He is still alive though ‘The Anonyomous Devil’s Advocate’ who edited this part for me in respect of layout and grammatical/ vocablury mistakes…. Thanks to all, who sent me mails, rather I was thinking that you will get bored since it was quite long one. In the end…..Thanks a ton for reading my stories….
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 12
Part-12
The Last Hour of my life….
I closed the door of my home. I was alone now. Lonely death… I was feeling uneasy, so I switched on TV and tune a music how with good amount of volume. In the meantime, I was thinking about the last way, I could live further. I have to give Yammu another person’s name, with whom I would change my life. I wish he wouldn’t put the condition to give name of only the person, who was around me, else I would love to give Osama’s name. I started thinking for namesà
Mom, dad or Sis..?? No way at all… I would prefer to die 3more times for their lives…….
Rashmi?? Nopes, she just got happiness with Nalini..
Seema or Arun..?? both are in love…at least it seems… so if I kill anyone, other one will die automatically, so bad idea……
Sandy…?? She is agony aunty and everyone need her at their problems…
Ashok..?? Good Option, anyway he irritates much, I will take his name. though he’s my friend but I want my life rather than him…. But he is the only earning person in his family. If he dies, then his family might come on road..
My manager…?? Hmm… interesting….let me see…. Great option actually… he bothers so much…. But he taught me so many things…
My flat mate…?? I better leave him, anyways, his fiancé use to kill him every day with her Nakhras………
My house owner…. Hmm… Good option…. But..
I thought almost everyone but couldn’t reach to anyone’s name, maybe I had to be more rude and start thinking in some more appropriate way. God!! Why I’m so good ?? and everyone including Yammu says that I’m spoiled?? Actually they are jerk and mad I ‘m soooo good, decent and innocent guy. I never trouble anyone….
My search was going on when I got call from my mom, mobile was showing me the time as 11:15pm. “ Hi Mom, how are you…??”” I am good Beta, how are you??” I was dying mom…..”I’m good Mom, enjoying here like anything. I can’t even get the chance to miss you all. It’s a great life Mom” I intentionally mentioned that I didn’t miss them anymore so that he won’t feel bad much after my death. There was a pause of 10secionds ”That’s good son… but don’t forget us, we are your parents…..” “ I know Mom, but you know what I m too busy with my friends and work that I actually didn’t get time to miss you. I suggest you too to live like you are living for yourself, don’t think much about me. it shouldn’t be matter for you that I’m at home or in Bangalore or alive or dead.” My eyes were quite wet when I said that. why the heck I was going to die. Let me live Yammu, if not for me then for my family. “Nik, don’t you think you speak so much now-a-days…. Think 10times before what you are saying. Idiot” I controlled the emotions in my voice , “that’s ok MOM, what I want to tell you is, no one can care you as much as you yourself can do…so why not you start thinking your life as yours only. Stop thinking about us mom. We are mature enough to take care of us. “ I said.
“you can tell this easily son, but once you become a parent of a child, then I would love to hear the same thing from me. It’s very easy for you to tell me all this right now. But you will never understand that your future only is our future.” How could I tell her that my future is hardly 45minutes long, thereafter there will be nothing, absolutely nothing. “I’m getting another call Mom will call you” and I disconnected the phone. I was not in the situation to hide my emotions. My life is going to end soon. All the dreams which I had seen sometimes, would be going to shutter. There wouldn’t be anyone for taking care of my family. I was crying…... Last time I cried5 years back, when I left home first time; nothing changed, this time also I was crying since I was leaving something else. I wanted to live more and for that I need to give some name to Yammu, but whose?? May be no one’s or I didn’t know, I left that for on-the-spot-talk, when Yammu will ask me, I would reply whatever will come into my mind….
I needed a hanky to clean my eyes which got wet. Surprising… generally people says that Men don’t cry, I think that when they cry, they cry like hell. For how long they should show that they don’t have emotions. Why the heck there is discrimination if a man cry, it seems bad. To hell with all those who think like that. I cried and no one was there to laugh on me…….except me….
It was 11:30pm and time was passing. I controlled my emotions and called home. “ I’m sorry Mom, had to disconnect the phone. It was my senior’s call asking something related to the project.” “that’s Ok Beta, I’m not asking you anything” Mom was as sweet as always and that was hurting me more that I won’t hear her next time. “I Love you Mom” It was always implied but that time I said those words to her which I never had told her in my life. “ I Love you too Son” she was very calm as always. “ how’s everything Mom, where are others, I want to talk with them” I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to hear any of my family member at last time. I wanted to be with them. If not in person, then at least by feelings. I spoke with my sister and father, who were actually surprised since I never spoke with them anything else but work related talks since long. There was a mixture of surprise cum happiness in their voice. We had chat for long time comparatively to earlier. I give my Bank internet user id and Passwords to Dad, so that he can transfer all the money by next day which help them for future not to move around to bank to transfer the fund from my account to their account after my death; and for not making them suspect, I told him that, I want to transfer some money to my friend who was needy of it and my internet was not working.
It was probably the longest phone conversation I had at one time with my family, which went for 20minutes. It was 11:50 and I didn’t had much time. I closed my eyes and started waiting for Yammu. After a while I got the sms at my mobile. Though I didn’t want to read it, but thought, since it’s going to be my last sms, I opened it. It was a long sms and thankfully my mobile accept long smses, else I wouldn’t have read the whole, since it was 11:578pmà
“Hi Nik,
I always wanted to tell you this, but never thought that you also think like that for me.
But finally I have decided that now I’m very much prepare to tell you and I want you to know that I LOVE YOU….
I pray God to see you tomorrow…
Good Night”
So finally I got my lover, but I didn’t read the name by that time. I was about to see the name, when I heard , “Hi Nik” and I closed my eyes immediately. Since I have met 3 times in a day, now I could actually guess, whose voice it was. It must be 12’0 clock midnight and Yammu had finally arrived…..
To Be Continued.....to the last Part…..
The Last Hour of my life….
I closed the door of my home. I was alone now. Lonely death… I was feeling uneasy, so I switched on TV and tune a music how with good amount of volume. In the meantime, I was thinking about the last way, I could live further. I have to give Yammu another person’s name, with whom I would change my life. I wish he wouldn’t put the condition to give name of only the person, who was around me, else I would love to give Osama’s name. I started thinking for namesà
Mom, dad or Sis..?? No way at all… I would prefer to die 3more times for their lives…….
Rashmi?? Nopes, she just got happiness with Nalini..
Seema or Arun..?? both are in love…at least it seems… so if I kill anyone, other one will die automatically, so bad idea……
Sandy…?? She is agony aunty and everyone need her at their problems…
Ashok..?? Good Option, anyway he irritates much, I will take his name. though he’s my friend but I want my life rather than him…. But he is the only earning person in his family. If he dies, then his family might come on road..
My manager…?? Hmm… interesting….let me see…. Great option actually… he bothers so much…. But he taught me so many things…
My flat mate…?? I better leave him, anyways, his fiancé use to kill him every day with her Nakhras………
My house owner…. Hmm… Good option…. But..
I thought almost everyone but couldn’t reach to anyone’s name, maybe I had to be more rude and start thinking in some more appropriate way. God!! Why I’m so good ?? and everyone including Yammu says that I’m spoiled?? Actually they are jerk and mad I ‘m soooo good, decent and innocent guy. I never trouble anyone….
My search was going on when I got call from my mom, mobile was showing me the time as 11:15pm. “ Hi Mom, how are you…??”” I am good Beta, how are you??” I was dying mom…..”I’m good Mom, enjoying here like anything. I can’t even get the chance to miss you all. It’s a great life Mom” I intentionally mentioned that I didn’t miss them anymore so that he won’t feel bad much after my death. There was a pause of 10secionds ”That’s good son… but don’t forget us, we are your parents…..” “ I know Mom, but you know what I m too busy with my friends and work that I actually didn’t get time to miss you. I suggest you too to live like you are living for yourself, don’t think much about me. it shouldn’t be matter for you that I’m at home or in Bangalore or alive or dead.” My eyes were quite wet when I said that. why the heck I was going to die. Let me live Yammu, if not for me then for my family. “Nik, don’t you think you speak so much now-a-days…. Think 10times before what you are saying. Idiot” I controlled the emotions in my voice , “that’s ok MOM, what I want to tell you is, no one can care you as much as you yourself can do…so why not you start thinking your life as yours only. Stop thinking about us mom. We are mature enough to take care of us. “ I said.
“you can tell this easily son, but once you become a parent of a child, then I would love to hear the same thing from me. It’s very easy for you to tell me all this right now. But you will never understand that your future only is our future.” How could I tell her that my future is hardly 45minutes long, thereafter there will be nothing, absolutely nothing. “I’m getting another call Mom will call you” and I disconnected the phone. I was not in the situation to hide my emotions. My life is going to end soon. All the dreams which I had seen sometimes, would be going to shutter. There wouldn’t be anyone for taking care of my family. I was crying…... Last time I cried5 years back, when I left home first time; nothing changed, this time also I was crying since I was leaving something else. I wanted to live more and for that I need to give some name to Yammu, but whose?? May be no one’s or I didn’t know, I left that for on-the-spot-talk, when Yammu will ask me, I would reply whatever will come into my mind….
I needed a hanky to clean my eyes which got wet. Surprising… generally people says that Men don’t cry, I think that when they cry, they cry like hell. For how long they should show that they don’t have emotions. Why the heck there is discrimination if a man cry, it seems bad. To hell with all those who think like that. I cried and no one was there to laugh on me…….except me….
It was 11:30pm and time was passing. I controlled my emotions and called home. “ I’m sorry Mom, had to disconnect the phone. It was my senior’s call asking something related to the project.” “that’s Ok Beta, I’m not asking you anything” Mom was as sweet as always and that was hurting me more that I won’t hear her next time. “I Love you Mom” It was always implied but that time I said those words to her which I never had told her in my life. “ I Love you too Son” she was very calm as always. “ how’s everything Mom, where are others, I want to talk with them” I didn’t want to lose the opportunity to hear any of my family member at last time. I wanted to be with them. If not in person, then at least by feelings. I spoke with my sister and father, who were actually surprised since I never spoke with them anything else but work related talks since long. There was a mixture of surprise cum happiness in their voice. We had chat for long time comparatively to earlier. I give my Bank internet user id and Passwords to Dad, so that he can transfer all the money by next day which help them for future not to move around to bank to transfer the fund from my account to their account after my death; and for not making them suspect, I told him that, I want to transfer some money to my friend who was needy of it and my internet was not working.
It was probably the longest phone conversation I had at one time with my family, which went for 20minutes. It was 11:50 and I didn’t had much time. I closed my eyes and started waiting for Yammu. After a while I got the sms at my mobile. Though I didn’t want to read it, but thought, since it’s going to be my last sms, I opened it. It was a long sms and thankfully my mobile accept long smses, else I wouldn’t have read the whole, since it was 11:578pmà
“Hi Nik,
I always wanted to tell you this, but never thought that you also think like that for me.
But finally I have decided that now I’m very much prepare to tell you and I want you to know that I LOVE YOU….
I pray God to see you tomorrow…
Good Night”
So finally I got my lover, but I didn’t read the name by that time. I was about to see the name, when I heard , “Hi Nik” and I closed my eyes immediately. Since I have met 3 times in a day, now I could actually guess, whose voice it was. It must be 12’0 clock midnight and Yammu had finally arrived…..
To Be Continued.....to the last Part…..
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 11
Part-11
In Search Of Love…-2
I opened the gate of Saloon. “Hi, is there anyone??” I was bit depressed seeing no one there to attend me at reception. Why the heck they charge so much money, if they can’t even hire a receptionist. 1minute and no one replied me. “Hellooooooo” my voice was bit high, but unfortunately, still I was standing there alone. I could see the people inside to the glass gate getting their hair cut done, getting shaved, shampoo, facial and blah blah…. I don’t know what all, I had never been in this big saloon so far so didn’t know anything much, but I was pretending like I was very much use to of it. How could I let anyone make me inferior. For me, I was the most elite customer there like a prince. But it was a limit. Prince was getting ignored like a dog. Heck!! I was quite angry and went ahead to open the door “excuse me Sir” one soft voice interrupt me opening the gate. I turned back, there was a girl standing. She was looking really very pretty in her white shirt and green skirt. “May I help you sir” she said again noticing me staring at her.
“Yes….” I was bit hesitant by caught red handed. But how could I let her feel me inferior, “ …..but don’t you think, you got the idea to help me, quite late. It has been 5minutes since I was standing there like a moron, “I’m sorry sir, I was in rest room” she said in so innocence that I couldn’t fight with her anymore. “that’s OK, I need a haircut and shave. Can you please arrange as I don’t have much time” I was actually not having much time, I thought…” Sorry Sir, but its 9:25pm and we don’t welcome new customer after 9pm. It’s our policy. In Bangalore, some places, it’s not allowed. I’m helpless Sir, can you please come tomorrow??” tomorrow….eh?? did I hear right?? If I would be in situation to come next day, I won’t even prefer to come back. They have to revised the charges to 1/4th of current charges to invite me again. “ Listen Lady, I am flying tonight (to heaven or hell, I didn’t know) and since I’m your saloon’s regular customer. I don’t want to go anywhere. Will you please arrange for today.” “You are our regular customer sir?? I’m sorry, but I never saw you here since last 6months of my recruitment….” She was amazed on my bluff and now I was amazed. What the heck! She can remember every one’s face since last 6months. Memory machine….huh!! “Yeah, I was not in India, came back two weeks only. Please arrange my appointment.” Another bluff by me. “OK Sir, I can send you this time but not again.” She was sweet, actually HOT!!
She took me inside the glass gate and introduced me with a guy named Alex, who was going to cut my hair and give a bill of some hundreds. “Hi Nik, so what kind of hair cut you want…..(he said some names, which I never heard )….” “Ahm…let me see how good you are Alex, I won’t tell you anything. You think yourself and do the way you want to cut. I want something new this time.” I safeguarded myself again from one more inferior situation. “ Ohk Nik, done” he wrap around a silk cloth around my neck and started cutting hairs from his so called equipments…… thank God that I can’t see properly without my specs and I had to remove that, I was not able to see properly and that’s why I also didn’t care about it. 5minutes relax and after that I was started thinking about my love Yammu discussed about. Who it could be, may be the receptionist. I won’t mind accepting her as my lover; Or someone else is there in my life…..??
It was hardly 5 minutes, I took to think about my love when Alex said, “Done Nik, how does it look??” What?? that early and the will charging me just for 10minutes, I was expecting to be there for another 1hour for utilizing the full amount I paid. I wore my specs, it was good. I was actually looking handsome as always but this time bit more than usual day. I asked him to shave too, which too he completed in 3minutes with some imported electric razor. I was quite upset by going back in just 15minutes. I reached at reception.
“Emily, Good name” I said her by reading her name on the name plate at her desk.” Thanks Sir, your total bill amount is 800/-“ What…. I wanted to tell her to check that aging, it shouldn’t have been more than 80/- anywhere. I saw the bill. 600/- for hair cut and 200/- for shave. If I would be alive, I quit from my company and will open my saloon, which can earn me 800/- for 15minutes. I gave her my credit card. While she was busy in swiping the card, I glared at the reception counter. There was a photo frame made by stone, which I could see only from back. “Your father…eh?? “ she smiled” he is like my father only Sir “if it would be his father or uncle’s pic then she wouldn’t be having any boyfriend and may be Yammu was talking about this Girl only. “Can I see your father’s pic Emily??” “Sure she turned the picture frame and said” this is Rex, my son… he irritates me as much as my father used to do before my marriage with Alex, the guy who did the haircut… but he is very sweet.” Hmm…. I signed on the slip and went outside to the gate. I was wondering if Alex would have known that I wanted to flirt with his wife after hair cut. He could have cut my neck too and I wouldn’t be living another 2more hours of my life.
It was 9:30 and I was feeling bit hungry. I got into an Auto and went to my favorite restaurant, which was too quite expensive that every time I went there only at the time of getting treat. But that time, I didn’t care. I went inside, had some foreign style Mix veg, chapaati’s and 2glassess of White wine. It’s always good to have white wine while having dinner to get a royal feeling for me. Bill came for R. 1200/- again I swiped the card and gave the tip of 300/-as I would love to get his some good wishes while dying and he served me food that promptly that I didn’t get any time to think anything while completing the dinner. I took the auto from there and reached at home. It was 10:45pmpm. Approx. 1 last hour of my life.
As I reached home, I got a sms from my flat mate saying that he won’t be able to coming home as he is doing night out in his office due to work load. Good!! I could possible spend my last hour peacefully in home. I wanted to realize what have I missed so far. I learned that I’m unable to find my lover and anyways it doesn't care much since I wouldn’t give someone’s name to Yammu…
To Be Continued….
In Search Of Love…-2
I opened the gate of Saloon. “Hi, is there anyone??” I was bit depressed seeing no one there to attend me at reception. Why the heck they charge so much money, if they can’t even hire a receptionist. 1minute and no one replied me. “Hellooooooo” my voice was bit high, but unfortunately, still I was standing there alone. I could see the people inside to the glass gate getting their hair cut done, getting shaved, shampoo, facial and blah blah…. I don’t know what all, I had never been in this big saloon so far so didn’t know anything much, but I was pretending like I was very much use to of it. How could I let anyone make me inferior. For me, I was the most elite customer there like a prince. But it was a limit. Prince was getting ignored like a dog. Heck!! I was quite angry and went ahead to open the door “excuse me Sir” one soft voice interrupt me opening the gate. I turned back, there was a girl standing. She was looking really very pretty in her white shirt and green skirt. “May I help you sir” she said again noticing me staring at her.
“Yes….” I was bit hesitant by caught red handed. But how could I let her feel me inferior, “ …..but don’t you think, you got the idea to help me, quite late. It has been 5minutes since I was standing there like a moron, “I’m sorry sir, I was in rest room” she said in so innocence that I couldn’t fight with her anymore. “that’s OK, I need a haircut and shave. Can you please arrange as I don’t have much time” I was actually not having much time, I thought…” Sorry Sir, but its 9:25pm and we don’t welcome new customer after 9pm. It’s our policy. In Bangalore, some places, it’s not allowed. I’m helpless Sir, can you please come tomorrow??” tomorrow….eh?? did I hear right?? If I would be in situation to come next day, I won’t even prefer to come back. They have to revised the charges to 1/4th of current charges to invite me again. “ Listen Lady, I am flying tonight (to heaven or hell, I didn’t know) and since I’m your saloon’s regular customer. I don’t want to go anywhere. Will you please arrange for today.” “You are our regular customer sir?? I’m sorry, but I never saw you here since last 6months of my recruitment….” She was amazed on my bluff and now I was amazed. What the heck! She can remember every one’s face since last 6months. Memory machine….huh!! “Yeah, I was not in India, came back two weeks only. Please arrange my appointment.” Another bluff by me. “OK Sir, I can send you this time but not again.” She was sweet, actually HOT!!
She took me inside the glass gate and introduced me with a guy named Alex, who was going to cut my hair and give a bill of some hundreds. “Hi Nik, so what kind of hair cut you want…..(he said some names, which I never heard )….” “Ahm…let me see how good you are Alex, I won’t tell you anything. You think yourself and do the way you want to cut. I want something new this time.” I safeguarded myself again from one more inferior situation. “ Ohk Nik, done” he wrap around a silk cloth around my neck and started cutting hairs from his so called equipments…… thank God that I can’t see properly without my specs and I had to remove that, I was not able to see properly and that’s why I also didn’t care about it. 5minutes relax and after that I was started thinking about my love Yammu discussed about. Who it could be, may be the receptionist. I won’t mind accepting her as my lover; Or someone else is there in my life…..??
It was hardly 5 minutes, I took to think about my love when Alex said, “Done Nik, how does it look??” What?? that early and the will charging me just for 10minutes, I was expecting to be there for another 1hour for utilizing the full amount I paid. I wore my specs, it was good. I was actually looking handsome as always but this time bit more than usual day. I asked him to shave too, which too he completed in 3minutes with some imported electric razor. I was quite upset by going back in just 15minutes. I reached at reception.
“Emily, Good name” I said her by reading her name on the name plate at her desk.” Thanks Sir, your total bill amount is 800/-“ What…. I wanted to tell her to check that aging, it shouldn’t have been more than 80/- anywhere. I saw the bill. 600/- for hair cut and 200/- for shave. If I would be alive, I quit from my company and will open my saloon, which can earn me 800/- for 15minutes. I gave her my credit card. While she was busy in swiping the card, I glared at the reception counter. There was a photo frame made by stone, which I could see only from back. “Your father…eh?? “ she smiled” he is like my father only Sir “if it would be his father or uncle’s pic then she wouldn’t be having any boyfriend and may be Yammu was talking about this Girl only. “Can I see your father’s pic Emily??” “Sure she turned the picture frame and said” this is Rex, my son… he irritates me as much as my father used to do before my marriage with Alex, the guy who did the haircut… but he is very sweet.” Hmm…. I signed on the slip and went outside to the gate. I was wondering if Alex would have known that I wanted to flirt with his wife after hair cut. He could have cut my neck too and I wouldn’t be living another 2more hours of my life.
It was 9:30 and I was feeling bit hungry. I got into an Auto and went to my favorite restaurant, which was too quite expensive that every time I went there only at the time of getting treat. But that time, I didn’t care. I went inside, had some foreign style Mix veg, chapaati’s and 2glassess of White wine. It’s always good to have white wine while having dinner to get a royal feeling for me. Bill came for R. 1200/- again I swiped the card and gave the tip of 300/-as I would love to get his some good wishes while dying and he served me food that promptly that I didn’t get any time to think anything while completing the dinner. I took the auto from there and reached at home. It was 10:45pmpm. Approx. 1 last hour of my life.
As I reached home, I got a sms from my flat mate saying that he won’t be able to coming home as he is doing night out in his office due to work load. Good!! I could possible spend my last hour peacefully in home. I wanted to realize what have I missed so far. I learned that I’m unable to find my lover and anyways it doesn't care much since I wouldn’t give someone’s name to Yammu…
To Be Continued….
Monday, July 21, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 10
Part-10
Zara Muskuraate Chalo… (Let’s make people Happy…)
Rashmi called me when I was in office cab. I wasn’t sure if I should have picked the phone. The moment I thought to pick it, it got disconnected. Good! Now I could call her once I would get down from cab. I just thought that, when I got a call from her again. I was just wondering if I wouldn't pick her phone this time too, she might feel insulted since she just disclosed something about herself. “ Hi Rashmi” “ Hi Nik, what’s up??” her voice was not very exciting this time, rather it was very low. “ Nothing special Rash, just going home. In a office cab right now.” “You are moving that late from office, that too on today……….oh, I’m sorry” Rashmi didn’t say anything clearly and I got everything which she wanted to say. “No that’s ok Rashmi, whatever is to happen, will happen… I’m not worried about my life anymore…. Where you are?” I asked her “I’m at Nalini’s place…”
When she mentioned ‘Nalini’ in her sentence, the volume was extremely low. I might have required to ask her to say that again if she wouldn’t have mentioned the name earlier to me. “ that’s nice Rashmi, How’s she??” “She is ahm…..good” I could easily feel some fear in her voice. She must have been in uncomfortableness which I wanted to throw out. “That’s nice, say my ‘hi’ to her” Rashmi was silent for 10seconds. “ Nik, you OK?? Isn’t this sounds you awkward that I like Nalini??” it was a direct question from Rashmi and I felt like giving answer as honest as I can, “ Well, to be very frank, when you told this to me first time over communicator…. I was bit shocked. It was something unexpected, since I never noticed anything like this in you……” I took a pause for a second,”………..but next moment I was OK with it. See, I know that there were so many people who will disagree from my perception. But according to me, sexual preference is an individual’s own choice. If he or she wants to be straight, it’s up to them, at the same time if they want to go for Gayism/ Lesbianism, this too is completely on them. “ “Really NIk??” I could hear the surprise element in Rashmi’s voice.
“Then what Rashmi. See, I’m not God. If according to me, its fine that doesn’t mean that others won’t be having any problem. Like every individual is different. Their way of thinking to vary with others. If I’m in support for this and I don’t find anything wrong about the Pride Parade which happened on May 30 2008. There are so many people who were completely oppose for it. I hope you must have read the newspaper where all this was mentioned.“ “I don’t need to learned it from Newspaper Nik, I participated in the parade which was in Bangalore with Nalini” I could sense that Rashmi was more relaxed now and was comfortable enough to speak with me regarding this. “ Great Rashmi, I appreciate that you had been there. But if you read news papers. It was mentioned that some people were completely against it. India is known for its traditional culture and still people are not yet very comfortable for these kind of relationship. Perhaps it will take another decade for them to accept that. but some people can be indifferent like me for whom, it doesn’t matter what others are doing in their personal life. What matters for me, is how the person behaves with me. And if you ask me about it. So far I had only one problem with you , which is your laugh…. And believe me, this is the first time, when I’m desperate to hear that laugh, which comes without any silencer. “ Rashmi listened me and started laughing, though this time, I could sense that silencer was there, and it was quite expected because of the serious discussion we were having that time.
“Hey Nik, do you think, my other friends and family will accept me with my this identity??” this was a very tricky question. “ I actually can’t tell you about that Rashmi as I never met with your family and as I always say that ‘Life Nahi Hai Laddoo’, Life is not that easy, but you have to face every sour experience with maturity too. However I think, they might also agree with you. But no surety….” There was a pause from both of side for a minute, which Rashmi broke, “Thanks Nik” “ Anytime Rashmi” I just said anytime, though my time is going to over in another couple of hour. “ By the way Nik, I never expect this kind of maturity from a spoiled and jerky guy like you…” first time someone complimented me, it seems…. Better late than never, at least I got one compliment before dying. “ Even I didn’t imagine the same from me Rashmi. But I think people change with the situation or since I will not be any more in this world very soon, that’s why my perception changed” “ Don’t talk like this Nik, it must be your dream, you will be alive for long and I have absolutely no regrets that I choose you the first person to share my feelings with Nalini, rather I’m very happy to have you as my friend “ something was strange. I could feel some moisture in my eyes me and moisture, what the heck, it can’t be me…” Ohk Rashmi, have a nice life with Nalini, will meet you two soon (‘if I could’, I didn’t mention these words to her…) my stop has come. Will talk with you later on. We ‘byed’ to each other and disconnected the phone. I looked around. Thank God that there was no one sitting next to me, so no one heard the conversation between me and Rashmi and most important no one could see my wet eyes. I noticed that I was very near to my stop I told to driver to stop the cab and moved down.
I checked my watch, time was 9:15pm, which means still 2:45hours to go…I looked around. There was one saloon shop right opposite to me, which known as most expensive shop. I smiled and walked in the showroom for hair cut and shave. I wanted to look good when everyone will see me dead plus that time I didn’t care about money. Perhaps during the hair cut I could better think about Yammu’s offer and could think that to whom I could assign my death….I opened the mirror gate of saloon and walked in…….
To Be Continued….
Zara Muskuraate Chalo… (Let’s make people Happy…)
Rashmi called me when I was in office cab. I wasn’t sure if I should have picked the phone. The moment I thought to pick it, it got disconnected. Good! Now I could call her once I would get down from cab. I just thought that, when I got a call from her again. I was just wondering if I wouldn't pick her phone this time too, she might feel insulted since she just disclosed something about herself. “ Hi Rashmi” “ Hi Nik, what’s up??” her voice was not very exciting this time, rather it was very low. “ Nothing special Rash, just going home. In a office cab right now.” “You are moving that late from office, that too on today……….oh, I’m sorry” Rashmi didn’t say anything clearly and I got everything which she wanted to say. “No that’s ok Rashmi, whatever is to happen, will happen… I’m not worried about my life anymore…. Where you are?” I asked her “I’m at Nalini’s place…”
When she mentioned ‘Nalini’ in her sentence, the volume was extremely low. I might have required to ask her to say that again if she wouldn’t have mentioned the name earlier to me. “ that’s nice Rashmi, How’s she??” “She is ahm…..good” I could easily feel some fear in her voice. She must have been in uncomfortableness which I wanted to throw out. “That’s nice, say my ‘hi’ to her” Rashmi was silent for 10seconds. “ Nik, you OK?? Isn’t this sounds you awkward that I like Nalini??” it was a direct question from Rashmi and I felt like giving answer as honest as I can, “ Well, to be very frank, when you told this to me first time over communicator…. I was bit shocked. It was something unexpected, since I never noticed anything like this in you……” I took a pause for a second,”………..but next moment I was OK with it. See, I know that there were so many people who will disagree from my perception. But according to me, sexual preference is an individual’s own choice. If he or she wants to be straight, it’s up to them, at the same time if they want to go for Gayism/ Lesbianism, this too is completely on them. “ “Really NIk??” I could hear the surprise element in Rashmi’s voice.
“Then what Rashmi. See, I’m not God. If according to me, its fine that doesn’t mean that others won’t be having any problem. Like every individual is different. Their way of thinking to vary with others. If I’m in support for this and I don’t find anything wrong about the Pride Parade which happened on May 30 2008. There are so many people who were completely oppose for it. I hope you must have read the newspaper where all this was mentioned.“ “I don’t need to learned it from Newspaper Nik, I participated in the parade which was in Bangalore with Nalini” I could sense that Rashmi was more relaxed now and was comfortable enough to speak with me regarding this. “ Great Rashmi, I appreciate that you had been there. But if you read news papers. It was mentioned that some people were completely against it. India is known for its traditional culture and still people are not yet very comfortable for these kind of relationship. Perhaps it will take another decade for them to accept that. but some people can be indifferent like me for whom, it doesn’t matter what others are doing in their personal life. What matters for me, is how the person behaves with me. And if you ask me about it. So far I had only one problem with you , which is your laugh…. And believe me, this is the first time, when I’m desperate to hear that laugh, which comes without any silencer. “ Rashmi listened me and started laughing, though this time, I could sense that silencer was there, and it was quite expected because of the serious discussion we were having that time.
“Hey Nik, do you think, my other friends and family will accept me with my this identity??” this was a very tricky question. “ I actually can’t tell you about that Rashmi as I never met with your family and as I always say that ‘Life Nahi Hai Laddoo’, Life is not that easy, but you have to face every sour experience with maturity too. However I think, they might also agree with you. But no surety….” There was a pause from both of side for a minute, which Rashmi broke, “Thanks Nik” “ Anytime Rashmi” I just said anytime, though my time is going to over in another couple of hour. “ By the way Nik, I never expect this kind of maturity from a spoiled and jerky guy like you…” first time someone complimented me, it seems…. Better late than never, at least I got one compliment before dying. “ Even I didn’t imagine the same from me Rashmi. But I think people change with the situation or since I will not be any more in this world very soon, that’s why my perception changed” “ Don’t talk like this Nik, it must be your dream, you will be alive for long and I have absolutely no regrets that I choose you the first person to share my feelings with Nalini, rather I’m very happy to have you as my friend “ something was strange. I could feel some moisture in my eyes me and moisture, what the heck, it can’t be me…” Ohk Rashmi, have a nice life with Nalini, will meet you two soon (‘if I could’, I didn’t mention these words to her…) my stop has come. Will talk with you later on. We ‘byed’ to each other and disconnected the phone. I looked around. Thank God that there was no one sitting next to me, so no one heard the conversation between me and Rashmi and most important no one could see my wet eyes. I noticed that I was very near to my stop I told to driver to stop the cab and moved down.
I checked my watch, time was 9:15pm, which means still 2:45hours to go…I looked around. There was one saloon shop right opposite to me, which known as most expensive shop. I smiled and walked in the showroom for hair cut and shave. I wanted to look good when everyone will see me dead plus that time I didn’t care about money. Perhaps during the hair cut I could better think about Yammu’s offer and could think that to whom I could assign my death….I opened the mirror gate of saloon and walked in…….
To Be Continued….
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 9
Part-9
Offers everywhere, even @ Yammu’s place…
I got a sms, that too from Yammu?? He can wear a business suit, fine, accepted… but a sms?? Now he was that much techie that he carries a mobile phone too…. Someone must be playing a big time prank with me. I had decided to find that guy and give him a good time…. I dialed on no. ‘0’, but it didn’t connect. I dialed again and again in didn’t connect. I called to the customer care executive of my mobile network company and asked that I got a sms from ‘0’, and if she could help me for that. “I’m sorry sir. If you would have got a call from no. ‘0’, we might consider that some1 is having unfair advantage. But no1 on earth can send a sms from no. ‘0’. “I disconnected the phone. That girl might be right. No1 on earth could send a sms from no. ‘0’, but someone, who doesn’t belong to this world may send…..
I thought and thought twice, thrice and so on….I was afraid to go to terrace, Yammu told me that today will be my last day. He didn’t mention the time. Maybe this was time and he was calling me so that I can jump from terrace and get died. After 10minutes of thinking process, I came to the conclusion that Yammu messaged me to offer a lucrative proposal and I hope that he wouldn’t be like some human beings who said something and do something else. And still, if it is in my fate to die today, what change I could make by living another 6hours. I decided to go to terrace….I moved into the lift and pressed the button of terrace. This was going to be first time, when I was going to terrace of my office premises…..
I reached on top floor, checked my mobile. It was 6:20pm, so I took the time of 20minutes to decide and reached to terrace. It was quite nice to see sky in the evening from 18th floor. Sun was sinking in the horizon. I was happy that Yammu choose good place, at least I could see a great view of earth before going to hell or heaven. But Yammu was not there. I waited for 5minutes and when I learned that there is no Yammu and perhaps some jerk made me fool. I started going back. “Hello Sir Ji” I could easily make the idea that it's Yammu’s voice. After all it was going to be my third meeting with Yammu in 24houors. “You are late by 25minutes Yammu. How the heck you hack your work??” “Excuse me, you know what you are saying Nik. It was you who came after 20minutes. I was angry so I got invisible to tease you” hmm… Yammu had a valid point but no one has the right to make me feel inferior. “So what do you think Yammu, I’m your slog, to whom you called and he just come upstairs”, I replied. “Itna Guroor, Itna Gurror to Chaand Ko Bhi Nahi Hoga” Yammu just said the dialogue of a Hindi movie "Devdas", which means the proud someone is having, even moon doesn’t have.” Moon, and proud?? Have you seen it?? So many black dots it has…. But I’m great” I said with Proud.”Hmmm….. I can see good amount of over confidence there….” Yammer Said. “Confidence only Yammu and by the way, how did you sms me that too from no. ‘0’ only??” I asked him. “This ‘0’ is ‘Shunya’, where noth8ing exists, so I can sms from this no. only. Fascinating, isn’t it?? “Yammu smiled…
“Enough Yammu… did you called me for one more chit chat session?? Was it your lucrative offer??” I got irritated. Yammu Smiled “I’m feeling good now… I was expecting ‘cut the crap Yammu’ rather than ‘Enough Yammu’ impressed…you are a quick learner…..” he took a break to listen my reply, but when he found me staring at him, he thought to keep continuing his line”…. OK Nik, since you are a unique character for me and somehow I found you very funny… I’m giving you one extra privilege which I can give only 10times in a year to someone. You are lucky to get it. Now listen carefully. I can leave you alive at least for another 10years in this world and thereafter, there are 50% chances for your death, since once someone exercise the option, which everyone did so far, there would be randomly selection out of those 10persons and we take 5 souls with us and if your name comes that time, then only you will get die, else your life record will be re-written after that by one of my manager”. Interesting… Yammu was getting ideas like mobile network and credit card companies who provide mouth watering proposals. “Interesting offer Yammu, but you didn’t mention one thing. What’s the catch??? What I need to do??” Yammu smiled, “Good Nik, no matter how spoiled guy you are… I’m impressed by your analytical skills. Generally when I offer this to people, they get so happy that they don’t think of the catch. Anyways, now here is the catch. You will get this option to survive. But in return you have to tell me one person’s name, who exists somewhere around your world so that I can swap his life from yours and will take him.”
“What?? Are you gone mad Yammu?? You want me to kill someone for my life??” Yammu smiled on my reaction. “Yes Nik, nothing comes free in this world and if you want to live you have to go for this. This is how this thing is secret so far after having this option; people never share this with anyone else since they scared with law and social environment. Still, it’s up to you Nik, if you want to take this option you can if you don’t want to take, its upto you….” I was blank “what up to on me….. You are asking me to kill someone dam it?? I'm not a cool minded murderer. I cannot do that…… “ “As I said earlier NIk, it’s on completely up too you…. If you want to go for this offer you can otherwise be ready to leave this world in couple of hours. I’m leaving now. Have some other work. Don’t ask what. It’s personal. Tata….” Yammu said and disappeared.
Yammu had gone and left me clueless… how could I kill someone?? I agree that sometimes I behave unconditionally, but that doesn’t matter that I can kill someone. I came downstairs and reached to my seat while thinking. I unlocked my system and checked the time. It was 7:50pm. Two meanings of that, 4hours to go for the day and my office cab will be leaving in 10minutes. I quickly shut down my system and ran towards the parking area.
I reached to the parking at the time; the cab was almost started off…. I hopped in the cab. Grab a seat for me. And become comfortable. Now I wanted to think about Yammu’s offer when my mobile rang. It was Rashmi’s call……
To Be Continued….
Offers everywhere, even @ Yammu’s place…
I got a sms, that too from Yammu?? He can wear a business suit, fine, accepted… but a sms?? Now he was that much techie that he carries a mobile phone too…. Someone must be playing a big time prank with me. I had decided to find that guy and give him a good time…. I dialed on no. ‘0’, but it didn’t connect. I dialed again and again in didn’t connect. I called to the customer care executive of my mobile network company and asked that I got a sms from ‘0’, and if she could help me for that. “I’m sorry sir. If you would have got a call from no. ‘0’, we might consider that some1 is having unfair advantage. But no1 on earth can send a sms from no. ‘0’. “I disconnected the phone. That girl might be right. No1 on earth could send a sms from no. ‘0’, but someone, who doesn’t belong to this world may send…..
I thought and thought twice, thrice and so on….I was afraid to go to terrace, Yammu told me that today will be my last day. He didn’t mention the time. Maybe this was time and he was calling me so that I can jump from terrace and get died. After 10minutes of thinking process, I came to the conclusion that Yammu messaged me to offer a lucrative proposal and I hope that he wouldn’t be like some human beings who said something and do something else. And still, if it is in my fate to die today, what change I could make by living another 6hours. I decided to go to terrace….I moved into the lift and pressed the button of terrace. This was going to be first time, when I was going to terrace of my office premises…..
I reached on top floor, checked my mobile. It was 6:20pm, so I took the time of 20minutes to decide and reached to terrace. It was quite nice to see sky in the evening from 18th floor. Sun was sinking in the horizon. I was happy that Yammu choose good place, at least I could see a great view of earth before going to hell or heaven. But Yammu was not there. I waited for 5minutes and when I learned that there is no Yammu and perhaps some jerk made me fool. I started going back. “Hello Sir Ji” I could easily make the idea that it's Yammu’s voice. After all it was going to be my third meeting with Yammu in 24houors. “You are late by 25minutes Yammu. How the heck you hack your work??” “Excuse me, you know what you are saying Nik. It was you who came after 20minutes. I was angry so I got invisible to tease you” hmm… Yammu had a valid point but no one has the right to make me feel inferior. “So what do you think Yammu, I’m your slog, to whom you called and he just come upstairs”, I replied. “Itna Guroor, Itna Gurror to Chaand Ko Bhi Nahi Hoga” Yammu just said the dialogue of a Hindi movie "Devdas", which means the proud someone is having, even moon doesn’t have.” Moon, and proud?? Have you seen it?? So many black dots it has…. But I’m great” I said with Proud.”Hmmm….. I can see good amount of over confidence there….” Yammer Said. “Confidence only Yammu and by the way, how did you sms me that too from no. ‘0’ only??” I asked him. “This ‘0’ is ‘Shunya’, where noth8ing exists, so I can sms from this no. only. Fascinating, isn’t it?? “Yammu smiled…
“Enough Yammu… did you called me for one more chit chat session?? Was it your lucrative offer??” I got irritated. Yammu Smiled “I’m feeling good now… I was expecting ‘cut the crap Yammu’ rather than ‘Enough Yammu’ impressed…you are a quick learner…..” he took a break to listen my reply, but when he found me staring at him, he thought to keep continuing his line”…. OK Nik, since you are a unique character for me and somehow I found you very funny… I’m giving you one extra privilege which I can give only 10times in a year to someone. You are lucky to get it. Now listen carefully. I can leave you alive at least for another 10years in this world and thereafter, there are 50% chances for your death, since once someone exercise the option, which everyone did so far, there would be randomly selection out of those 10persons and we take 5 souls with us and if your name comes that time, then only you will get die, else your life record will be re-written after that by one of my manager”. Interesting… Yammu was getting ideas like mobile network and credit card companies who provide mouth watering proposals. “Interesting offer Yammu, but you didn’t mention one thing. What’s the catch??? What I need to do??” Yammu smiled, “Good Nik, no matter how spoiled guy you are… I’m impressed by your analytical skills. Generally when I offer this to people, they get so happy that they don’t think of the catch. Anyways, now here is the catch. You will get this option to survive. But in return you have to tell me one person’s name, who exists somewhere around your world so that I can swap his life from yours and will take him.”
“What?? Are you gone mad Yammu?? You want me to kill someone for my life??” Yammu smiled on my reaction. “Yes Nik, nothing comes free in this world and if you want to live you have to go for this. This is how this thing is secret so far after having this option; people never share this with anyone else since they scared with law and social environment. Still, it’s up to you Nik, if you want to take this option you can if you don’t want to take, its upto you….” I was blank “what up to on me….. You are asking me to kill someone dam it?? I'm not a cool minded murderer. I cannot do that…… “ “As I said earlier NIk, it’s on completely up too you…. If you want to go for this offer you can otherwise be ready to leave this world in couple of hours. I’m leaving now. Have some other work. Don’t ask what. It’s personal. Tata….” Yammu said and disappeared.
Yammu had gone and left me clueless… how could I kill someone?? I agree that sometimes I behave unconditionally, but that doesn’t matter that I can kill someone. I came downstairs and reached to my seat while thinking. I unlocked my system and checked the time. It was 7:50pm. Two meanings of that, 4hours to go for the day and my office cab will be leaving in 10minutes. I quickly shut down my system and ran towards the parking area.
I reached to the parking at the time; the cab was almost started off…. I hopped in the cab. Grab a seat for me. And become comfortable. Now I wanted to think about Yammu’s offer when my mobile rang. It was Rashmi’s call……
To Be Continued….
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 8
Part-8
In Search of Love….
I reached at cafeteria after 5minutes since I got a call from a placement company offering me a job in some company. I convinced her that call me on next day. If I would survive till next day to pick the phone, I could think over that…. In the meantime, my gang had already bought tea for them and was leaving at other side, where we used to sit while having tea. Gosh! They can’t even wait for me for a while, even when I told Ashok that I was coming. Ashok is such a jerk. Anyways, I bought the tea and went outside. I looked at Ashok, “Ashok, you are jerk, cant you wait for me??I said you that I was coming, you could have wait for me.” “Hello Mr. Arrogant Nik…”Ashok stared at me”….. can’t you see that I have already bought tea for you, here you see, your glass?? I hope you have eyes” Ashok was right. I could see the spare cup of tea in his another hand. But how can I let him allow to insult me. “ Ashok, don’t make joke, if it was for me, you could have smsed me. I’m pretty sure that you took this also for you only. When I just shouted on you, then you made this excuse. Do you know that you are very irritating??” I saved myself and every1 looked at me like I was an alien.”Yes Nik, I’m…. and you know what it's not easy to be irritating for long. It required continuous hard work to maintain that…..” Ashok revert back and I thought to drop the discussion….
Arun again started the conversation again, “So Nik. Your Yammu came again??” “Not so far Arun…. What a relief….. 3hours without Yammu” I said. Sandy spoke first time after listening to me, “So you are leaving us tonight??”it was a tensed line. “Let’s see Sandy, so far what Yammu told me, seems like I have hardly 8hours left” I got emotional. Who doesn’t get scared by death. I have attended a session on “be prepare for death” one weak back, but didn’t aware that it would happen with me so early. “Don’t worry Nik, nothing will happen “Rashmi consoled, “Who the heck is worrying Rashmi. I don’t care…. What is to be happen, will happen….”
I thought to figure out who could be in love with me. I started searching from the members of my tea gang. 5 people apart from me. I, anyway in love with me. Arun and Ashok, no ways……even if they love me, I quit. I had a valid reason for not be in love with me as it’s depends to person’s personal preferences. Rests were Seema, Sandy and Rashmi. “Seema, when you are going to marry with Arun??” I asked and got the reply, “Next year Nik, we have spoken with our families too” Good, one girl out. Now there were Rashmi and Sandy. “ Hey Sandy, you never told if you have any boyfriend??” I asked her. “Why you are asking so sudden??” She gave me one amazed look. “Naah, just like that. since it is supposed to be my last day. I’m asking whatever is coming in my mind. Tell us…” Sandy was silent for one minute and finally she started,” Ohk, I never told you all, but yes, I’m in love…” Rashmi, who was sitting next to her, asked in amazed tone ”Really?? With whom??” “With a guy” Sandy replied on which Ashok revert back, “Hey Sandy, PJs are my specialty. If you crack these kind of jokes, I will start charging royalty from you…” and we all laughed Not to mention, this time too I regretted for throwing wrappers somewhere else rather than Rashmi’s mouth to stop her laugh. Anyways, one more out. “And what about you Rashmi, you don’t have any boyfriend??” Rashmi’s laugh stopped. “ No, I’m not, I don’t trust boys” hmmm… Rashmi was still a open option, but I don’t think she could be in love with me. I was just imagining, if we get married, I have to have good amount of wrappers in my bedroom to stop her laughing, which starts without any silencer. So I now need to check people from my contact list that who is in love with me.
We finished our tea and came back to our seats. I opened the contact list and dialed Richa’s no., with whom I was in love in college days and she dumped me because of my ignorance. She wanted me to be with her every now and then. C’mon, give me a break… I was her boyfriend, not her Slave….but perhaps she might have again developed love for me. I need to check that. “Hi Richa, how are you??” “What’s up Nik, long time?? last time we chatted 3years back. I thought you must have deleted my number. Where are you now a days??”” Nothing special Richa, I’m in Bangalore due to a job, where you are??” “ I’m in Mumbai now also, where I was 3years back too, I got married last year and came down here. Now let me tell you something. You have became Mamu of a baby. I gave birth to a girl 3months back” Mamu?? Means I am that baby’s uncle?? Did I hear right?? Firstly she got a husband and now she gave me transferred to the position of brother from Boyfriend. “hmm.. Richa, my boss is calling. I will call you later on”. I disconnected the phone. Stupid girl.
I started searching phone and dialing nos. of Reena, Zoya, Lalita, Nisha, Sherry etc. and got replies, by which I learned that no1 was in love with me…. My search got over without any answer. Yammu just played a prank with me. He must have gone mad.
At that time I got msg from Rashmi on my communicator. “Hi Nik” I didn’t want to talk with her, still I wrote “What’s up Rashmi??” “It's about the question, which you asked me at tea time that if I have any boyfriend?? I was just thinking about to give you an answer since last 1hour.” I checked my watch, it was 5:30pm. What the hell?? I was searching for love since last 1.5hours?? “Yeah Rashmi, and you said that you are not….” “Actually Nik that was wrong…. Actually I am in love with someone….”Oh God, please let Rashmi not tell my name…. “Why you are telling me that now than” I asked, while praying that it wouldn’t be me. “ I didn’t want to tell anyone. But since we won’t be able to talk after today if Yamraaj’s dream was true, so thought to tell you…” “Ohk, Rashmi, who is the person??” I was quire afraid that what Rashmi will write; but to my surprise, I got shocked when she wrote only one word “Nalini…” “Strange name Rashmi, it seems like a girl’s name.” I said. “Rashmi wrote back, “ Nalini is a girl only, I m in love with her. please don’t tell anyone else, I will talk with you later on” and she disconnected the communicator and logged off…. Gosh!! Rashmi was in love with a Girl, I never thought that. though I personally don’t consider these relations bad, it depends on individual’s personal sexual orientation whether they want to be straight or gay/ lesbian; but it was bit uneasy for me to accept that, I never recognized the fact about her. perhaps I never gave my attention towards her…..
I was thinking about that, when I got a sms on my mobile from the Number “0” strange no. I read the msg…
“Hi Nik,
Come to the terrace of the building
I have a lucrative offer for you
--Yours Yammu (what a yummy name) :):)”
To Be Continued….
In Search of Love….
I reached at cafeteria after 5minutes since I got a call from a placement company offering me a job in some company. I convinced her that call me on next day. If I would survive till next day to pick the phone, I could think over that…. In the meantime, my gang had already bought tea for them and was leaving at other side, where we used to sit while having tea. Gosh! They can’t even wait for me for a while, even when I told Ashok that I was coming. Ashok is such a jerk. Anyways, I bought the tea and went outside. I looked at Ashok, “Ashok, you are jerk, cant you wait for me??I said you that I was coming, you could have wait for me.” “Hello Mr. Arrogant Nik…”Ashok stared at me”….. can’t you see that I have already bought tea for you, here you see, your glass?? I hope you have eyes” Ashok was right. I could see the spare cup of tea in his another hand. But how can I let him allow to insult me. “ Ashok, don’t make joke, if it was for me, you could have smsed me. I’m pretty sure that you took this also for you only. When I just shouted on you, then you made this excuse. Do you know that you are very irritating??” I saved myself and every1 looked at me like I was an alien.”Yes Nik, I’m…. and you know what it's not easy to be irritating for long. It required continuous hard work to maintain that…..” Ashok revert back and I thought to drop the discussion….
Arun again started the conversation again, “So Nik. Your Yammu came again??” “Not so far Arun…. What a relief….. 3hours without Yammu” I said. Sandy spoke first time after listening to me, “So you are leaving us tonight??”it was a tensed line. “Let’s see Sandy, so far what Yammu told me, seems like I have hardly 8hours left” I got emotional. Who doesn’t get scared by death. I have attended a session on “be prepare for death” one weak back, but didn’t aware that it would happen with me so early. “Don’t worry Nik, nothing will happen “Rashmi consoled, “Who the heck is worrying Rashmi. I don’t care…. What is to be happen, will happen….”
I thought to figure out who could be in love with me. I started searching from the members of my tea gang. 5 people apart from me. I, anyway in love with me. Arun and Ashok, no ways……even if they love me, I quit. I had a valid reason for not be in love with me as it’s depends to person’s personal preferences. Rests were Seema, Sandy and Rashmi. “Seema, when you are going to marry with Arun??” I asked and got the reply, “Next year Nik, we have spoken with our families too” Good, one girl out. Now there were Rashmi and Sandy. “ Hey Sandy, you never told if you have any boyfriend??” I asked her. “Why you are asking so sudden??” She gave me one amazed look. “Naah, just like that. since it is supposed to be my last day. I’m asking whatever is coming in my mind. Tell us…” Sandy was silent for one minute and finally she started,” Ohk, I never told you all, but yes, I’m in love…” Rashmi, who was sitting next to her, asked in amazed tone ”Really?? With whom??” “With a guy” Sandy replied on which Ashok revert back, “Hey Sandy, PJs are my specialty. If you crack these kind of jokes, I will start charging royalty from you…” and we all laughed Not to mention, this time too I regretted for throwing wrappers somewhere else rather than Rashmi’s mouth to stop her laugh. Anyways, one more out. “And what about you Rashmi, you don’t have any boyfriend??” Rashmi’s laugh stopped. “ No, I’m not, I don’t trust boys” hmmm… Rashmi was still a open option, but I don’t think she could be in love with me. I was just imagining, if we get married, I have to have good amount of wrappers in my bedroom to stop her laughing, which starts without any silencer. So I now need to check people from my contact list that who is in love with me.
We finished our tea and came back to our seats. I opened the contact list and dialed Richa’s no., with whom I was in love in college days and she dumped me because of my ignorance. She wanted me to be with her every now and then. C’mon, give me a break… I was her boyfriend, not her Slave….but perhaps she might have again developed love for me. I need to check that. “Hi Richa, how are you??” “What’s up Nik, long time?? last time we chatted 3years back. I thought you must have deleted my number. Where are you now a days??”” Nothing special Richa, I’m in Bangalore due to a job, where you are??” “ I’m in Mumbai now also, where I was 3years back too, I got married last year and came down here. Now let me tell you something. You have became Mamu of a baby. I gave birth to a girl 3months back” Mamu?? Means I am that baby’s uncle?? Did I hear right?? Firstly she got a husband and now she gave me transferred to the position of brother from Boyfriend. “hmm.. Richa, my boss is calling. I will call you later on”. I disconnected the phone. Stupid girl.
I started searching phone and dialing nos. of Reena, Zoya, Lalita, Nisha, Sherry etc. and got replies, by which I learned that no1 was in love with me…. My search got over without any answer. Yammu just played a prank with me. He must have gone mad.
At that time I got msg from Rashmi on my communicator. “Hi Nik” I didn’t want to talk with her, still I wrote “What’s up Rashmi??” “It's about the question, which you asked me at tea time that if I have any boyfriend?? I was just thinking about to give you an answer since last 1hour.” I checked my watch, it was 5:30pm. What the hell?? I was searching for love since last 1.5hours?? “Yeah Rashmi, and you said that you are not….” “Actually Nik that was wrong…. Actually I am in love with someone….”Oh God, please let Rashmi not tell my name…. “Why you are telling me that now than” I asked, while praying that it wouldn’t be me. “ I didn’t want to tell anyone. But since we won’t be able to talk after today if Yamraaj’s dream was true, so thought to tell you…” “Ohk, Rashmi, who is the person??” I was quire afraid that what Rashmi will write; but to my surprise, I got shocked when she wrote only one word “Nalini…” “Strange name Rashmi, it seems like a girl’s name.” I said. “Rashmi wrote back, “ Nalini is a girl only, I m in love with her. please don’t tell anyone else, I will talk with you later on” and she disconnected the communicator and logged off…. Gosh!! Rashmi was in love with a Girl, I never thought that. though I personally don’t consider these relations bad, it depends on individual’s personal sexual orientation whether they want to be straight or gay/ lesbian; but it was bit uneasy for me to accept that, I never recognized the fact about her. perhaps I never gave my attention towards her…..
I was thinking about that, when I got a sms on my mobile from the Number “0” strange no. I read the msg…
“Hi Nik,
Come to the terrace of the building
I have a lucrative offer for you
--Yours Yammu (what a yummy name) :):)”
To Be Continued….
Friday, July 11, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 7
Part-7
Some Usual moments of Unusual Day
I checked the watch, time was passing fast, it was 3pm so soon. Only 9hours to go, what could I do in that small meantime except countdown for my last moment…. But one thing was still in my mind which Yammu said, I have some1 ‘who loves me…’. Loves me…eh?? Must be big time stupid who can get the dare to be in love with me. How did she dared to be in love with me without my permission. It would be me, who will decide that who is allowed to be in love with me; not that girl. But the point was, who was the stupid girl…..??
I had to start my search operation 3rd time in a day after 2times at cafeteria at lunch time. Sometimes I feel it would be much better if I would be working in CID. I am good in searching….like I can tell anyone thousands of shortcoming that person has. But I had no idea why they never liked to listen. I was good in searching and they have some shortcomings, that’s why I tell them to help them and since I don’t have any drawback or they don’t have analytical skills, they couldn’t able to tell anything to me therefore they started feeling jealous with me. What have I done?? Do well, get bad…..
I took out mobile from my pocket, it was surprising that I didn’t get any call that day. I thought that Yammu has given that instruction to mobile network company to let me live my last day peacefully. But I was wrong. My mobile was having 2msgs and 15missed calls and I couldn’t get it since my phone was in silent mode by mistaken. Perhaps, when Rashmi called me at dormitory for lunch, that time by mistaken it happened. Rashmi is stupid, if she hadn’t called me, my phone wouldn’t have been in silent mode. But 15missed calls…….Gosh! I was so much in demand (not to mention, as usual as always)… I choose to read sms first. Both was from my mobile network offering different schemes. I do not know why the heck those fellows keep on sending smss and flood my inbox. Why don’t they started searching some other stupid person, by whom they get money by their so called lucrative offers. I deleted those two msgs and clicked on missed call display option. Out of 15missed calls, 5 was from one unknown no., 2 were from another unknown no., 4 were from Mom , 3 were from Dad and one was from Sister. I was pretty sure that when I didn’t pick the phone she must have told to Dad and Sis that she was tensed about me. So I just dialed Mom’s no. and told her that I was good and had to give her a explanation that my phone was in silent mode that’s why was not able to pick her phone. She anyhow got convinced. I told her to inform Dad and Sis too and disconnected the phone without telling her about Yammu. I couldn’t hear her in tension. Later on when she would come to know, I wouldn’t be there so I wouldn’t mind…
I called to the another unknown no. with whom I got 2 missed call. Some uncle kind of person picked up the phone, “Hello”. “Hello, who is this….” I replied calmly even after hearing a hard hello. See, how sweet I was and my tea gang said that I don’t care anything. “Hedi Sir” “I got a call from this no. Can you please tell me who is this??” I replied on his Hedi, which means’ tell me’. He replied back, “kannada Barutha Sir” thanks to my team mates that I knew that he asked me if I know kannada. I knew what to answer him in kannada ,“Kannada nanage gotilla sir, Hindi or English” which means I don’t know kannada , know only Hindi and English. Then he replied something else in kannada only which I didn’t understand, so I preferred to disconnect the phone. I couldn’t able to help myself anymore. I love the language kannada but don’t know much ….
I dialed another unknown no. by which I got 5missed call. “hello” I heard a girl’s sweet voice. Wow!! A new babe… “Hi this is Nik here, I got the miss call from this no. , can you please tell me who is on the another line??” “Sure Sir, I’m Malini from X Bank. we are providing new variety of credit card.” Oh no… last day of my life in earth and a call from credit card company that day too. “ You called me 5time to check if I m interested or not, is it??” I questioned her. “Yes Sir, we are believe in customer relations, I thought you must be busy. So called you again” What a dumb answer I got from her. I was busy, that’s why she called me again and again rather than let me do my work. “Hello Sir, are you there?? We were providing different variety of credit cards with so many good offers, will you be interested” she checked if I was still on phone or hung up. “Yes Malini, I m here. i would love to get the credit card, please provide me one as earliest.” “Sure Sir, you are businessman or salaried ??” I could hear the excitement in her voice. “Businessman” I Said.” Good Sir, what business you have Sir” hmm.. so now she wanted to know my business too…” Madam, I have small Paan-Cigerate Shop at the central bus stop junction.” As expected, I didn’t hear anything from other side for 10seconds, finally she said in very disappointed voice, “Really Sir??” my trick was working, “Yes Madam Ji, please tell me when can I get the credit card. I want to clear some amount of huge loan I’m having. Please tell me what all I need to submit you??” I was thinking to hear some more disappointed, but actually she disconnected the phone. I put down my mobile and laughed a lot for what I did….
I enjoyed the conversation that I actually forgot that I had to search for the unlucky person, whose lover boy (i.e. me) would not be living on this earth soon. I again picked up my phone and went to the contact list to analysis the person. At the same moment I got the call from Ashok on my extension that they were leaving for tea. Hmm… I didn’t work anything plus I couldn’t even notice that it was 4pm…I closed the contact list, locked my system and started moving towards cafeteria. I was happy that server was down that day and I got the opportunity not to work on my last day….
To Be Continued…
Some Usual moments of Unusual Day
I checked the watch, time was passing fast, it was 3pm so soon. Only 9hours to go, what could I do in that small meantime except countdown for my last moment…. But one thing was still in my mind which Yammu said, I have some1 ‘who loves me…’. Loves me…eh?? Must be big time stupid who can get the dare to be in love with me. How did she dared to be in love with me without my permission. It would be me, who will decide that who is allowed to be in love with me; not that girl. But the point was, who was the stupid girl…..??
I had to start my search operation 3rd time in a day after 2times at cafeteria at lunch time. Sometimes I feel it would be much better if I would be working in CID. I am good in searching….like I can tell anyone thousands of shortcoming that person has. But I had no idea why they never liked to listen. I was good in searching and they have some shortcomings, that’s why I tell them to help them and since I don’t have any drawback or they don’t have analytical skills, they couldn’t able to tell anything to me therefore they started feeling jealous with me. What have I done?? Do well, get bad…..
I took out mobile from my pocket, it was surprising that I didn’t get any call that day. I thought that Yammu has given that instruction to mobile network company to let me live my last day peacefully. But I was wrong. My mobile was having 2msgs and 15missed calls and I couldn’t get it since my phone was in silent mode by mistaken. Perhaps, when Rashmi called me at dormitory for lunch, that time by mistaken it happened. Rashmi is stupid, if she hadn’t called me, my phone wouldn’t have been in silent mode. But 15missed calls…….Gosh! I was so much in demand (not to mention, as usual as always)… I choose to read sms first. Both was from my mobile network offering different schemes. I do not know why the heck those fellows keep on sending smss and flood my inbox. Why don’t they started searching some other stupid person, by whom they get money by their so called lucrative offers. I deleted those two msgs and clicked on missed call display option. Out of 15missed calls, 5 was from one unknown no., 2 were from another unknown no., 4 were from Mom , 3 were from Dad and one was from Sister. I was pretty sure that when I didn’t pick the phone she must have told to Dad and Sis that she was tensed about me. So I just dialed Mom’s no. and told her that I was good and had to give her a explanation that my phone was in silent mode that’s why was not able to pick her phone. She anyhow got convinced. I told her to inform Dad and Sis too and disconnected the phone without telling her about Yammu. I couldn’t hear her in tension. Later on when she would come to know, I wouldn’t be there so I wouldn’t mind…
I called to the another unknown no. with whom I got 2 missed call. Some uncle kind of person picked up the phone, “Hello”. “Hello, who is this….” I replied calmly even after hearing a hard hello. See, how sweet I was and my tea gang said that I don’t care anything. “Hedi Sir” “I got a call from this no. Can you please tell me who is this??” I replied on his Hedi, which means’ tell me’. He replied back, “kannada Barutha Sir” thanks to my team mates that I knew that he asked me if I know kannada. I knew what to answer him in kannada ,“Kannada nanage gotilla sir, Hindi or English” which means I don’t know kannada , know only Hindi and English. Then he replied something else in kannada only which I didn’t understand, so I preferred to disconnect the phone. I couldn’t able to help myself anymore. I love the language kannada but don’t know much ….
I dialed another unknown no. by which I got 5missed call. “hello” I heard a girl’s sweet voice. Wow!! A new babe… “Hi this is Nik here, I got the miss call from this no. , can you please tell me who is on the another line??” “Sure Sir, I’m Malini from X Bank. we are providing new variety of credit card.” Oh no… last day of my life in earth and a call from credit card company that day too. “ You called me 5time to check if I m interested or not, is it??” I questioned her. “Yes Sir, we are believe in customer relations, I thought you must be busy. So called you again” What a dumb answer I got from her. I was busy, that’s why she called me again and again rather than let me do my work. “Hello Sir, are you there?? We were providing different variety of credit cards with so many good offers, will you be interested” she checked if I was still on phone or hung up. “Yes Malini, I m here. i would love to get the credit card, please provide me one as earliest.” “Sure Sir, you are businessman or salaried ??” I could hear the excitement in her voice. “Businessman” I Said.” Good Sir, what business you have Sir” hmm.. so now she wanted to know my business too…” Madam, I have small Paan-Cigerate Shop at the central bus stop junction.” As expected, I didn’t hear anything from other side for 10seconds, finally she said in very disappointed voice, “Really Sir??” my trick was working, “Yes Madam Ji, please tell me when can I get the credit card. I want to clear some amount of huge loan I’m having. Please tell me what all I need to submit you??” I was thinking to hear some more disappointed, but actually she disconnected the phone. I put down my mobile and laughed a lot for what I did….
I enjoyed the conversation that I actually forgot that I had to search for the unlucky person, whose lover boy (i.e. me) would not be living on this earth soon. I again picked up my phone and went to the contact list to analysis the person. At the same moment I got the call from Ashok on my extension that they were leaving for tea. Hmm… I didn’t work anything plus I couldn’t even notice that it was 4pm…I closed the contact list, locked my system and started moving towards cafeteria. I was happy that server was down that day and I got the opportunity not to work on my last day….
To Be Continued…
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 6
Part-6
Encounter with Life…
I came back to my seat and unlocked my computer. It was having nice desktop wallpaper, a nice dragon throwing his high flame. I love that dragon. If something wouldn’t be according to his want, he has the option of burn them. I glared at him for 1minutes and thereafter opened my outlook to check the incoming mails, first mail I got was from Ashok pertaining to his kind of PJs and I pressed shift+delete and enter on my system… Next was from my bank asking to make the payment for Credit Card which was due for the month. Shift+delete and enter… 3rd mail was from System people saying that the server on which I was working those days, is down for the day and some repairing going on, so we wouldn’t be able to work on the same. Good mail, or say the best information which I got since morning. It took a smile on my face. I checked 4th and last mail was from my manager saying that since we wouldn’t be able to work, we were required to come on weekend to complete the task. I read, reread, re-reread and felt a smile on my face. Usually I never like if I have to work on weekends, but this time I would love to work on weekend, if I will come to work, that will show that I will be alive till that time ….
I opened my personal mail id, since it has been long time I last checked, it was containing 28uread mails and I had plenty of time to reply. We were not able to work without server so i was happy to see that my one hour can be easily passed by that. I looked around; there were only 2 more guys in my cubic. Though 4 people can seat there, but one fellow was on leave celebrating his newly gained fatherhood. His wife gave the birth a baby girl. We have already got the invitation for being at his home on this Sunday. I was simply wondering. So many things to do, so many places yet to visit, getting married, have child, later on being a grandfather…… I have so many emotions untouched in my life, which I wouldn’t be able to do that, if today will be……..
I closed my mail id without even replying a single mail, and why should I have replied. I turned back to see my colleagues Ram and Ankit. Ankit was quite happy now-a-days. He has been declared pass 2days back for the exam which he wrote 2monhs back. His hard work and luck worked for him. He was still getting congratulation calls,,,,, Ram was as usual busy by glaring at his monitor. Whenever he gets free from his work, he starts watching some still pictures of his friends. He seems like made for his friends only and he had proud to admit that. he had the friends circle, who was always there for them to help and his friends too always there for him., last month when he lost his bike, his friends only lodge the FIR, started searching for his bike on their own all across city and they only started dropping him, unless he bought a new car last week. Unfortunately he couldn’t get his lost bike back, but he has great friends. And what I have…..nothing….. I was the complete looser.... I didn’t even have 12hours to live….
I’m here in my office, quite far from my family. Mom, Dad and my Sister…..just saw the trailer of the movie “Love Story 2050” in which there was Time Machine, I wished if there would be any Machine, which could let me move anywhere in a second. I could have gone to my home and met with them who brought me to the level that today I’m having professional degree and working in country’s one of the best companies. I know that still I haven’t got anything compare to my abilities. I’m not made for working a stupid profile, but still I have the purchasing power.
I was recalling the moments, precious moments actually, which I had spent with family and which I could have spent if I wasn’t going nearer to my last hour in this world. Mom, who cared me like anything, who always stopped me to play cricket, since she had the afraid, what if my specs broke or worse, what if some glass move insert in my eyes. And I was such a jerk, who just ran away to the ground whenever I got the option to cheat her. Dad, who was always my ideal, who helped me to learn how to play chess, who went to the hotels here and there to find something for me @3am when I demanded him that I was hungry. My sister, my lovely sister, we were always more of friends, with whom I couldn’t hide anything. I shared my secrets with her which you were not supposed to tell to your siblings. I was so dependable on her that. When I smoked first time, when I consumed liquor first, when a girl in my college came into my life and how she moved out from my life because of my ignorance to her, she knew everything…….and today, I will be living all them behind from my world, without even meeting with them.
I went to the travel site and started searching tickets for today to my hometown. Again one more fortunate was waiting for me. There was only one flight to my hometown that day which departs @ 8pm and arrives @ 11:30pm. That means, I would just reach and die,,,, No, I can’t do that with my family. It would be much better if my flat mate will give the news to my parents next day that I………….. My thinking process itself was not allowing me to face the truth…. But truth was truth and I was simply helpless….
At that moment, I got a mail from Seema, which accommodated me perfect:
“Life is beautiful**………………………
**Conditions apply :) ”
Yes Seema, Life is really very beautiful, provided if you have that…….
To Be Continued….
Encounter with Life…
I came back to my seat and unlocked my computer. It was having nice desktop wallpaper, a nice dragon throwing his high flame. I love that dragon. If something wouldn’t be according to his want, he has the option of burn them. I glared at him for 1minutes and thereafter opened my outlook to check the incoming mails, first mail I got was from Ashok pertaining to his kind of PJs and I pressed shift+delete and enter on my system… Next was from my bank asking to make the payment for Credit Card which was due for the month. Shift+delete and enter… 3rd mail was from System people saying that the server on which I was working those days, is down for the day and some repairing going on, so we wouldn’t be able to work on the same. Good mail, or say the best information which I got since morning. It took a smile on my face. I checked 4th and last mail was from my manager saying that since we wouldn’t be able to work, we were required to come on weekend to complete the task. I read, reread, re-reread and felt a smile on my face. Usually I never like if I have to work on weekends, but this time I would love to work on weekend, if I will come to work, that will show that I will be alive till that time ….
I opened my personal mail id, since it has been long time I last checked, it was containing 28uread mails and I had plenty of time to reply. We were not able to work without server so i was happy to see that my one hour can be easily passed by that. I looked around; there were only 2 more guys in my cubic. Though 4 people can seat there, but one fellow was on leave celebrating his newly gained fatherhood. His wife gave the birth a baby girl. We have already got the invitation for being at his home on this Sunday. I was simply wondering. So many things to do, so many places yet to visit, getting married, have child, later on being a grandfather…… I have so many emotions untouched in my life, which I wouldn’t be able to do that, if today will be……..
I closed my mail id without even replying a single mail, and why should I have replied. I turned back to see my colleagues Ram and Ankit. Ankit was quite happy now-a-days. He has been declared pass 2days back for the exam which he wrote 2monhs back. His hard work and luck worked for him. He was still getting congratulation calls,,,,, Ram was as usual busy by glaring at his monitor. Whenever he gets free from his work, he starts watching some still pictures of his friends. He seems like made for his friends only and he had proud to admit that. he had the friends circle, who was always there for them to help and his friends too always there for him., last month when he lost his bike, his friends only lodge the FIR, started searching for his bike on their own all across city and they only started dropping him, unless he bought a new car last week. Unfortunately he couldn’t get his lost bike back, but he has great friends. And what I have…..nothing….. I was the complete looser.... I didn’t even have 12hours to live….
I’m here in my office, quite far from my family. Mom, Dad and my Sister…..just saw the trailer of the movie “Love Story 2050” in which there was Time Machine, I wished if there would be any Machine, which could let me move anywhere in a second. I could have gone to my home and met with them who brought me to the level that today I’m having professional degree and working in country’s one of the best companies. I know that still I haven’t got anything compare to my abilities. I’m not made for working a stupid profile, but still I have the purchasing power.
I was recalling the moments, precious moments actually, which I had spent with family and which I could have spent if I wasn’t going nearer to my last hour in this world. Mom, who cared me like anything, who always stopped me to play cricket, since she had the afraid, what if my specs broke or worse, what if some glass move insert in my eyes. And I was such a jerk, who just ran away to the ground whenever I got the option to cheat her. Dad, who was always my ideal, who helped me to learn how to play chess, who went to the hotels here and there to find something for me @3am when I demanded him that I was hungry. My sister, my lovely sister, we were always more of friends, with whom I couldn’t hide anything. I shared my secrets with her which you were not supposed to tell to your siblings. I was so dependable on her that. When I smoked first time, when I consumed liquor first, when a girl in my college came into my life and how she moved out from my life because of my ignorance to her, she knew everything…….and today, I will be living all them behind from my world, without even meeting with them.
I went to the travel site and started searching tickets for today to my hometown. Again one more fortunate was waiting for me. There was only one flight to my hometown that day which departs @ 8pm and arrives @ 11:30pm. That means, I would just reach and die,,,, No, I can’t do that with my family. It would be much better if my flat mate will give the news to my parents next day that I………….. My thinking process itself was not allowing me to face the truth…. But truth was truth and I was simply helpless….
At that moment, I got a mail from Seema, which accommodated me perfect:
“Life is beautiful**………………………
**Conditions apply :) ”
Yes Seema, Life is really very beautiful, provided if you have that…….
To Be Continued….
Monday, July 7, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 5
Part-5
Have a Break – Lunch Break
11:50hours was remained of my life. I was not at all prepared to welcome death. I was only 24years old, quite fit…. I was one of the persons with full of enjoyment in living, who loves to live life king size. I don’t bother what people thinks about me when I was enjoying. I agree that sometimes I demand much, but what’s wrong in desiring something much. Yammu has gone mad…..I was thinking everything, when I noticed that I have already reached to cafeteria. I gave the order for Pasta, and began to wait for my order to get delivered. Those people in cafeteria, they are dumb, they don’t know how to manage things, they should learn something from Yammu. They should hire some more people. After all customer satisfaction should be the biggest objective. No1 knows how to perform their task.
It took me exact 6minutes to take my order and I cursed myself at least 60times for coming here. I took my plate and started searching the place where my so called friends were sitting. Those fellows were stupid, couldn’t they sit near to food counter?? I had to carry the plate on my own for all the way without any trolley. Finally spotted them after 2minutes of treasure hunt workshop. I placed my plate on the table and noticed that not a single vacant seat was there for me. Heck…. Cant they manage to keep at least one seat reserved for me?? My search operation again began, but this time for the chair and got one empty chair some 10tables ahead to the table where my gang was sitting. I carried that chair from there to my table and allowed myself to have rest. I must have burned some calories by then. So now I have the valid reason for not to go to Gym that day. Anyways if that day was supposed to be my last day, who the hell would like to spend time to burn calories to impress Angels and heaven.
“Hey NIk, what happened with you. Having food since last 10minutes and not talking with us??” Seema, interrupted my thoughts and I was back to the lunch table with those fellows. “Nothing Semma, just like that….” I replied. “What, are you still having headache? A small nap in dormitory didn’t work, it seems….” It was Sandy’s voice. “It could have been Sandy, but you know the worst part?? That Yammu is following me in my office too. I again saw him in dream in dormitory.” I said while making the face like some bad smell inserted in my nostrils. “Ohh… really?? Wow, look at his concern towards you Nik, who was coming here and there to keep telling you that he is going to take you” Ashok said and giggled and Rashmi started with her usual laughing style with invisible loudspeaker on….”Ha Ha Ha, I wish sometimes you all should see the Yammu, then you will come to know what happens…..” I commented. I was quite angry and decided that one more comment I will get and I would take away my food to some other table.” Don’t be rude Nik, you know that Ashok was just kidding, don’t you?? Now tell me what he said to you this time??”I did not believe on my ears. Unlike making fun of me, how one earth Arun was showing his concern towards me. I was happy to see that someone is worrying about me. I told them everything that happened in my dream except one thing. Yammu said: that there is one person loves me, and I don’t care….
“Hmm.. seems like you have so much stress now-a-days, and getting negative thoughts I your mind in bulk. Why don’t you go out of town for the weekend and have rest in some hilly place. I’m sure that will help…” Sandy’s statements are just like Mom’s kind of…”Let’s see Sandy, if I will survive till tomorrow, will surely do the same…” Everyone listened to me and finally Rashmi said, “What Nik, you only told that Life Nahi Hai Laddoo. It’s not very easy to live….” I looked at her, “ yeah right Rashmi, Life is not easy, only if I still have life anymore.” I said and laughed on myself. I was started believing that I was going to die.”Oh C’mon Nik, give me a break, it was just a dream, or say a night mare, don’t think so much about it. It was only a dream. Live in present not in dreams.” Now Seema told that, which means, she wanted to give a competition to Sandy to get the seat of agony aunty. Everyone was so much concern about me, which I never like. Why didn’t they allow me to live in my way? These were stupid fellows. I only had to change the topic, “Now can we leave from here folks rather than keep on discussing?? It’s already 1:30pm and our food has been finished and I have no intentions to eat this plate. Hopefully you people too….” We all started moving when Rashmi said” Nik, you will never mend yourself, will you??” I looked at her, gave a sarcastic smile and said “NO”…..
To Be Continued….
Have a Break – Lunch Break
11:50hours was remained of my life. I was not at all prepared to welcome death. I was only 24years old, quite fit…. I was one of the persons with full of enjoyment in living, who loves to live life king size. I don’t bother what people thinks about me when I was enjoying. I agree that sometimes I demand much, but what’s wrong in desiring something much. Yammu has gone mad…..I was thinking everything, when I noticed that I have already reached to cafeteria. I gave the order for Pasta, and began to wait for my order to get delivered. Those people in cafeteria, they are dumb, they don’t know how to manage things, they should learn something from Yammu. They should hire some more people. After all customer satisfaction should be the biggest objective. No1 knows how to perform their task.
It took me exact 6minutes to take my order and I cursed myself at least 60times for coming here. I took my plate and started searching the place where my so called friends were sitting. Those fellows were stupid, couldn’t they sit near to food counter?? I had to carry the plate on my own for all the way without any trolley. Finally spotted them after 2minutes of treasure hunt workshop. I placed my plate on the table and noticed that not a single vacant seat was there for me. Heck…. Cant they manage to keep at least one seat reserved for me?? My search operation again began, but this time for the chair and got one empty chair some 10tables ahead to the table where my gang was sitting. I carried that chair from there to my table and allowed myself to have rest. I must have burned some calories by then. So now I have the valid reason for not to go to Gym that day. Anyways if that day was supposed to be my last day, who the hell would like to spend time to burn calories to impress Angels and heaven.
“Hey NIk, what happened with you. Having food since last 10minutes and not talking with us??” Seema, interrupted my thoughts and I was back to the lunch table with those fellows. “Nothing Semma, just like that….” I replied. “What, are you still having headache? A small nap in dormitory didn’t work, it seems….” It was Sandy’s voice. “It could have been Sandy, but you know the worst part?? That Yammu is following me in my office too. I again saw him in dream in dormitory.” I said while making the face like some bad smell inserted in my nostrils. “Ohh… really?? Wow, look at his concern towards you Nik, who was coming here and there to keep telling you that he is going to take you” Ashok said and giggled and Rashmi started with her usual laughing style with invisible loudspeaker on….”Ha Ha Ha, I wish sometimes you all should see the Yammu, then you will come to know what happens…..” I commented. I was quite angry and decided that one more comment I will get and I would take away my food to some other table.” Don’t be rude Nik, you know that Ashok was just kidding, don’t you?? Now tell me what he said to you this time??”I did not believe on my ears. Unlike making fun of me, how one earth Arun was showing his concern towards me. I was happy to see that someone is worrying about me. I told them everything that happened in my dream except one thing. Yammu said: that there is one person loves me, and I don’t care….
“Hmm.. seems like you have so much stress now-a-days, and getting negative thoughts I your mind in bulk. Why don’t you go out of town for the weekend and have rest in some hilly place. I’m sure that will help…” Sandy’s statements are just like Mom’s kind of…”Let’s see Sandy, if I will survive till tomorrow, will surely do the same…” Everyone listened to me and finally Rashmi said, “What Nik, you only told that Life Nahi Hai Laddoo. It’s not very easy to live….” I looked at her, “ yeah right Rashmi, Life is not easy, only if I still have life anymore.” I said and laughed on myself. I was started believing that I was going to die.”Oh C’mon Nik, give me a break, it was just a dream, or say a night mare, don’t think so much about it. It was only a dream. Live in present not in dreams.” Now Seema told that, which means, she wanted to give a competition to Sandy to get the seat of agony aunty. Everyone was so much concern about me, which I never like. Why didn’t they allow me to live in my way? These were stupid fellows. I only had to change the topic, “Now can we leave from here folks rather than keep on discussing?? It’s already 1:30pm and our food has been finished and I have no intentions to eat this plate. Hopefully you people too….” We all started moving when Rashmi said” Nik, you will never mend yourself, will you??” I looked at her, gave a sarcastic smile and said “NO”…..
To Be Continued….
Friday, July 4, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 4
Part-4
Yammu Returns
“You, this can’t be you….??” My eyes were wide open and my sleep had already gone somewhere as I saw Yammu ” Off course this is me NIk, I was just moving around to supervise everything from nearby, thought to wish you, after all you are my place’s future joiner. But how come you recognize me without specs on, that to in this dress.” Yammu was really looking quite different compare to last day; he was wearing Yellow Shirt, yellow tie which was complimenting his Royal Blue colored trouser with a black blazer on. “Don’t you dare to start the same thing,. That was a bad dream, which I saw yesterday and this is the sequel of that dream. By the way, what kind of get up you are having today, your dhoti has been grabbed by street dogs…..eh?” Yammu Listened, smiled and finally spoke, “I could have come in Dhoti also, but thought when I am visiting you in your office, so I should come in formals and you know what, I’m wearing Tie first time. I wonder, how you human beings don’t feel uncomfortable while tying your own neck by yourself by this piece of cloth. Strange thing, isn’t it??” I was not in the mood to argue with Yammu “So you came here to discuss about Tie….eh?? Why don’t you leave me alone dude…” “I wish I could but I can’t, you are going to be a member of my world soon. Now will you please come out. I don’t want other people to get up because of our chitchat session”. He had a valid point. Other people in dormitory hadn’t done anything wrong for which I should have messed with their sleep. So I decided to follow Yammu to the gate of dormitory.
Fortunately there was no1 outside dormitory who could hear us talking. “What the F…., I mean….What the heck your problem is??”I burst on him once I came out.”Good Nik, I appreciate that you are working on your language. If you will constant work on that, I will try to put your soul in heaven rather than hell.” “Thank You Yammu, how will I pay you for this favor.” Yammu smiled, “Yammu??”And he started laughing that he recalled me of Rashmi. Second time I regretted for throwing the wrappers in dustbin lest I would have inserted in Yammu’s mouth this time. Yammu’s laughing session got over in 3minutes and then he started speaking again, “Sorry mate, I forgot that this is office and I should not have laughed like this. But I liked your creativity. Nik gave me a nick name, Yammu…”and he started laughing again. This time he wanted to control his volume and for that he had to insert his tie in his mouth. He enlighten me at least one good reason of wearing tie. “Ok Yammu, cut the crap, why did you visit me….?” “Language Nik, I told you that crap sounds crude. You want to be hell only or want to flirt with some angel’s in heaven??”
“Oh so now you are giving me greed of Angels, too?? Impressed pal, you are saying that I’m going to die in 12 hours and now you are giving me some mouth watering offers like having flirted with Angels…what erectly you want to do….eh? Stop making kid of me.” I was quite angry and by seeing that Yammu was kept on smiling while listening me, rather than being serious. “I can’t help dude, today I am not in mood to work and you are too spoiled guy, so I know that you can help me to have full entertainment by your stupidity.” “I was stunned. I was a piece of time pass for him.” You are not in the mood to work?? Then how come you will get souls of other people who are going to die today??” Yamraaj looked at me. “How dare you to think that I will be doing all the work. Do you know the population of the world?? How can you think me to get all people’s soul? I will tell you our system. Like the way you have a team to manage some pieces of work of your company, in same way I have seniors of different countries, who manage to get the souls by the help of their help. I just cross check on sample basis, you know…..” hmm….. By his talk, it seems like Yammu is a better manager rather than any other team head. But now I had a valid question, “Hey, wait a minute Yammu. You just told that you use to have a team of some subordinates who take souls for you, you just do sample check. Then how come you came here to tell me that I’m going to die. You just didn’t even tell me that last night, you came now also to say ‘hi’ to me. May I ask why??”
Yammu smiled, “Good Nik, you have good analytical skills. No1 asked me this question so far. But still if you want to ask, you can. I won’t mind giving you answer.” Yammu is making fun with the guy who had only some more moments in this world. “OK Yammu, why?” “Just Like that Nik…” he said and smiled and I was shocked on his reply, “ Ok Yammu, has anybody told you that you are very irritating??” “Yes Nik, so many people said, say something new which I don’t now,though you don’t know anything which I don’t know you….. Now let me enlighten you why I came to see you. While searching for a sample yesterday, your name sounded me quite unique, so I just checked your life from your birth till yesterday by fast forwarding. After seeing your behavior, one can easily make the idea that you are a big time idiot, who has everything still complaints. You have a great family, yet you say that you are not from Big Industrialists family. You have a good professional life, yet you crib about your career. You have good friends inside your office and outside as well, yet you don’t care any of them. You have a girl who loves you, yet you don’t care her much. Your language is sufficient enough to make anyone uncomfortable, yet you claimed to be the best person in this world…. Though you have some very good habits too, but they have been put out of sight because of your stupid behavior…..and that motivated me to meet you and have chat with you.”
I had actually no idea, what to reply to Yammu…. Since last day he was being funny, but that time what he said, was completely serious talk. Perhaps he understood my situation, so he asked me to go back to dormitory and have rest and I actually followed his instruction. Suddenly my phone rang. It was Rashmi on another side, “Nik, its lunch time pal, come and have lunch. You must be hungry….” I said I will join them in 5minutes. But I had no idea how came I came back to the sofa, since all I can recall last was I just came back to dormitory after meeting with Yammu. Perhaps it was another dream….but that dream was correct enough….Rashmi was not only the person, who just laughed a lot on any non-sense, she was the girl, who was concerned if I was hungry or not. I got up to the rest room, washed my face and started moving towards Cafeteria. It was 12:30pm, which means I slept for 1hour, if the conversation with Yammu was dream and now I have maximum of 11.50hours only in this world.
To Be Continued….
Yammu Returns
“You, this can’t be you….??” My eyes were wide open and my sleep had already gone somewhere as I saw Yammu ” Off course this is me NIk, I was just moving around to supervise everything from nearby, thought to wish you, after all you are my place’s future joiner. But how come you recognize me without specs on, that to in this dress.” Yammu was really looking quite different compare to last day; he was wearing Yellow Shirt, yellow tie which was complimenting his Royal Blue colored trouser with a black blazer on. “Don’t you dare to start the same thing,. That was a bad dream, which I saw yesterday and this is the sequel of that dream. By the way, what kind of get up you are having today, your dhoti has been grabbed by street dogs…..eh?” Yammu Listened, smiled and finally spoke, “I could have come in Dhoti also, but thought when I am visiting you in your office, so I should come in formals and you know what, I’m wearing Tie first time. I wonder, how you human beings don’t feel uncomfortable while tying your own neck by yourself by this piece of cloth. Strange thing, isn’t it??” I was not in the mood to argue with Yammu “So you came here to discuss about Tie….eh?? Why don’t you leave me alone dude…” “I wish I could but I can’t, you are going to be a member of my world soon. Now will you please come out. I don’t want other people to get up because of our chitchat session”. He had a valid point. Other people in dormitory hadn’t done anything wrong for which I should have messed with their sleep. So I decided to follow Yammu to the gate of dormitory.
Fortunately there was no1 outside dormitory who could hear us talking. “What the F…., I mean….What the heck your problem is??”I burst on him once I came out.”Good Nik, I appreciate that you are working on your language. If you will constant work on that, I will try to put your soul in heaven rather than hell.” “Thank You Yammu, how will I pay you for this favor.” Yammu smiled, “Yammu??”And he started laughing that he recalled me of Rashmi. Second time I regretted for throwing the wrappers in dustbin lest I would have inserted in Yammu’s mouth this time. Yammu’s laughing session got over in 3minutes and then he started speaking again, “Sorry mate, I forgot that this is office and I should not have laughed like this. But I liked your creativity. Nik gave me a nick name, Yammu…”and he started laughing again. This time he wanted to control his volume and for that he had to insert his tie in his mouth. He enlighten me at least one good reason of wearing tie. “Ok Yammu, cut the crap, why did you visit me….?” “Language Nik, I told you that crap sounds crude. You want to be hell only or want to flirt with some angel’s in heaven??”
“Oh so now you are giving me greed of Angels, too?? Impressed pal, you are saying that I’m going to die in 12 hours and now you are giving me some mouth watering offers like having flirted with Angels…what erectly you want to do….eh? Stop making kid of me.” I was quite angry and by seeing that Yammu was kept on smiling while listening me, rather than being serious. “I can’t help dude, today I am not in mood to work and you are too spoiled guy, so I know that you can help me to have full entertainment by your stupidity.” “I was stunned. I was a piece of time pass for him.” You are not in the mood to work?? Then how come you will get souls of other people who are going to die today??” Yamraaj looked at me. “How dare you to think that I will be doing all the work. Do you know the population of the world?? How can you think me to get all people’s soul? I will tell you our system. Like the way you have a team to manage some pieces of work of your company, in same way I have seniors of different countries, who manage to get the souls by the help of their help. I just cross check on sample basis, you know…..” hmm….. By his talk, it seems like Yammu is a better manager rather than any other team head. But now I had a valid question, “Hey, wait a minute Yammu. You just told that you use to have a team of some subordinates who take souls for you, you just do sample check. Then how come you came here to tell me that I’m going to die. You just didn’t even tell me that last night, you came now also to say ‘hi’ to me. May I ask why??”
Yammu smiled, “Good Nik, you have good analytical skills. No1 asked me this question so far. But still if you want to ask, you can. I won’t mind giving you answer.” Yammu is making fun with the guy who had only some more moments in this world. “OK Yammu, why?” “Just Like that Nik…” he said and smiled and I was shocked on his reply, “ Ok Yammu, has anybody told you that you are very irritating??” “Yes Nik, so many people said, say something new which I don’t now,though you don’t know anything which I don’t know you….. Now let me enlighten you why I came to see you. While searching for a sample yesterday, your name sounded me quite unique, so I just checked your life from your birth till yesterday by fast forwarding. After seeing your behavior, one can easily make the idea that you are a big time idiot, who has everything still complaints. You have a great family, yet you say that you are not from Big Industrialists family. You have a good professional life, yet you crib about your career. You have good friends inside your office and outside as well, yet you don’t care any of them. You have a girl who loves you, yet you don’t care her much. Your language is sufficient enough to make anyone uncomfortable, yet you claimed to be the best person in this world…. Though you have some very good habits too, but they have been put out of sight because of your stupid behavior…..and that motivated me to meet you and have chat with you.”
I had actually no idea, what to reply to Yammu…. Since last day he was being funny, but that time what he said, was completely serious talk. Perhaps he understood my situation, so he asked me to go back to dormitory and have rest and I actually followed his instruction. Suddenly my phone rang. It was Rashmi on another side, “Nik, its lunch time pal, come and have lunch. You must be hungry….” I said I will join them in 5minutes. But I had no idea how came I came back to the sofa, since all I can recall last was I just came back to dormitory after meeting with Yammu. Perhaps it was another dream….but that dream was correct enough….Rashmi was not only the person, who just laughed a lot on any non-sense, she was the girl, who was concerned if I was hungry or not. I got up to the rest room, washed my face and started moving towards Cafeteria. It was 12:30pm, which means I slept for 1hour, if the conversation with Yammu was dream and now I have maximum of 11.50hours only in this world.
To Be Continued….
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 3
Part-3
Tea Time Manoranjan (Entertainment)
5minutes later and I found myself back to cafeteria having tea with my so called breakfast which I somehow saved from my colleague. my tea gang, hmm… we are 6 people, 3 girls and 3 guys, out of which 1 girl and 1 guy are in love like 2bodies and 1soul, who are desperate to live in a world, where no1 interfere them. Rests 3 (except me) were OK Kind of. Sometimes they are good, sometimes jerks are better than them. But Since I have heard the say “it’s better to have something then nothing” and (According to me) I consider only these 5 people to talk and share my feelings in my office, I have to manage with these genuine (read awful) group. I offered them my chips and cookies while praying to God that they will deny. They denied. God heard me first time, but I was more afraid then. I heard that before dying, person’s last wish use to get completed and I can’t forget Yammu. I have decided to ask some 10more wishes out of which, in 10th wish I will ask, will be for giving me my life back.
“What’s up Nik, you are looking very tense” Sandy asked. I was about to answer when another person from my gang, Rashmi opened her (wide) mouth, “Don’t tell me Nik, that you have put your money in the betting on last day’s India-England team. Betting is crime, you know??” I gave her ‘will-you-please-shut-up’ look, which worked and I got the opportunity to speak, “I got late today Sandy and missed the bus so had to come by auto which gave my good amount of headache” by the time I told this to her, I managed to finish my food so that no1 would grab it anymore. “I always say you not to go for night walk. When will you start sleeping on time? Forgot, what happened with that guy, who circulated the mail to us that he was walking down the road after heavy food to burn some calories and some bikers tried to snatch his phone. I wonder how those bikers tried to take ‘panga’ from that jerk, he is so healthy. Imagine if he jumped on the bike. Poor bike could easily convert in a scrap which can’t be sold for more than 2k.”Ashish, the 3rd person told me with his stupid face look and Rashmi started laughing like hell. I was feeling like inserting the wrappers of my chips and cookies in her mouth. Sandy only smiled, I like Sandy. She is like an agony aunty. “Dude, I slept very early yesterday, I was not able to get up because of a stupid dream, which I saw” I safeguarded myself. By the time Rashmi’s devil laugh stopped. The pair Arun and Seema was too much into each other that they didn’t even hear a single word. Rashmi woke them up realizing them that their tea is getting cold. Sandy looked at me “what was the dream”, I was happy that she asked me, I really wanted to share. “It was a horrible dream Sandy, I saw Yammu in my dream”
“Yammu? your new girlfriend? why do you make short name of everyone? Let me guess her full name. Is she Yamini??” Seema spoke first time and I regretted why Rashmi interrupted her while she was in Arun’s eyes.” Wow man, you are a big time Casanova, every fortnight, you get a new girl” Arun said and got a kick from Seema in return. “No guys, Yammu as in Yamraaj. The person, who comes and take people’s souls once they died, He told me that today is my last day and I told them the whole dream incidence as it was, since still I didn’t forget anything.””Interesting dream.” Ashish Said. I looked at him with full disgust “interesting my foot, such a crap dream” I said. “Rashmi took the chance to speak, “Language Nik, Crap sounds crude, you forgot the dream??” everyone giggled, except me. “That’s true man, now you have to do something, you speak so many crude words that now Yammu has to play role of your English teacher. When will you learn etiquettes? “ Arun Said and Seema took the next turn to speak, “yes Nik, see Arun, how intelligent and full of etiquettes he is.” Everyone oohed on her statement as no1 but only she (and might be Arun too) could believe on her statement.
Finally my agony, Sandy said, “C’mon Nik, it was just a dream, don’t take it seriously. Sometimes we see in dream by which we feel afraid and sometimes we see anything without any correlation.” I appreciated that at least one person has sympathy with me and said, while looking at my feet “Yeah Sandy, Life Nahi Hai Laddoo….” Ashok got excited, “Laddoo, where is that, give me at least 3, you know na it’s my favorite sweet.” I felt like throwing a stone on his head but somehow managed to be calm and finally addressed him, “No Dude, I mean Life is not that simple and sweet, which you can easily have in your mouth and it melted according to you. It has different shades, Black and grey too. Life is really not easy.””oooohhh, so Mr. Paulo Coelho, philosophy….eh??” Arun Said. “Yeah Arun…” I said,”……..but it’s surprising, when did you get time to read some book and got the chance to get rid of Seema”. Seema and Arun looked at me in the way like they are asking me to get the permission to kill me and let me dream fulfilled. Finally Sandy spoke,” Leave it Nik, you are anyways looking tired and sick. Stop fighting. Why don’t you go to dormitory and have a nap there, it might help you to cover up from your headache.” “Hmm… thanks Sandy, this sounds a nice idea, I will tell to my manager and have a nap.”I said.
By that time, our tea has finished and we were going back to our seats when Sandy spoke, “Bye the way Nik….”I turned back”…..Yammu has a point. Start working on your language now” every1 giggled and Rashmi started laughing like anything. Unfortunately I had thrown the wrappers otherwise this time I would have inserted that in her mouth for sure. I smiled at Sandy and we all went to our seats.
I told to my manager that I’m feeling sick (which was true) and going to dormitory. He gave me a look like, ‘you-come-here-for-work’ but didn’t say anything. I went to the dormitory. Another unfortunate was waiting for me. All beds were occupied and I had to manage with sofa for sleeping. I removed my shoes, removed my specs and closed my eyes. I guess I was too tired that at that moment I closed my eyes, I was in arms of deep sleep.”Hi Nik” someone interrupted my sleep. I opened my eyes and there was Yammu standing right opposite to me in dormitory…..
To be continued…..
Tea Time Manoranjan (Entertainment)
5minutes later and I found myself back to cafeteria having tea with my so called breakfast which I somehow saved from my colleague. my tea gang, hmm… we are 6 people, 3 girls and 3 guys, out of which 1 girl and 1 guy are in love like 2bodies and 1soul, who are desperate to live in a world, where no1 interfere them. Rests 3 (except me) were OK Kind of. Sometimes they are good, sometimes jerks are better than them. But Since I have heard the say “it’s better to have something then nothing” and (According to me) I consider only these 5 people to talk and share my feelings in my office, I have to manage with these genuine (read awful) group. I offered them my chips and cookies while praying to God that they will deny. They denied. God heard me first time, but I was more afraid then. I heard that before dying, person’s last wish use to get completed and I can’t forget Yammu. I have decided to ask some 10more wishes out of which, in 10th wish I will ask, will be for giving me my life back.
“What’s up Nik, you are looking very tense” Sandy asked. I was about to answer when another person from my gang, Rashmi opened her (wide) mouth, “Don’t tell me Nik, that you have put your money in the betting on last day’s India-England team. Betting is crime, you know??” I gave her ‘will-you-please-shut-up’ look, which worked and I got the opportunity to speak, “I got late today Sandy and missed the bus so had to come by auto which gave my good amount of headache” by the time I told this to her, I managed to finish my food so that no1 would grab it anymore. “I always say you not to go for night walk. When will you start sleeping on time? Forgot, what happened with that guy, who circulated the mail to us that he was walking down the road after heavy food to burn some calories and some bikers tried to snatch his phone. I wonder how those bikers tried to take ‘panga’ from that jerk, he is so healthy. Imagine if he jumped on the bike. Poor bike could easily convert in a scrap which can’t be sold for more than 2k.”Ashish, the 3rd person told me with his stupid face look and Rashmi started laughing like hell. I was feeling like inserting the wrappers of my chips and cookies in her mouth. Sandy only smiled, I like Sandy. She is like an agony aunty. “Dude, I slept very early yesterday, I was not able to get up because of a stupid dream, which I saw” I safeguarded myself. By the time Rashmi’s devil laugh stopped. The pair Arun and Seema was too much into each other that they didn’t even hear a single word. Rashmi woke them up realizing them that their tea is getting cold. Sandy looked at me “what was the dream”, I was happy that she asked me, I really wanted to share. “It was a horrible dream Sandy, I saw Yammu in my dream”
“Yammu? your new girlfriend? why do you make short name of everyone? Let me guess her full name. Is she Yamini??” Seema spoke first time and I regretted why Rashmi interrupted her while she was in Arun’s eyes.” Wow man, you are a big time Casanova, every fortnight, you get a new girl” Arun said and got a kick from Seema in return. “No guys, Yammu as in Yamraaj. The person, who comes and take people’s souls once they died, He told me that today is my last day and I told them the whole dream incidence as it was, since still I didn’t forget anything.””Interesting dream.” Ashish Said. I looked at him with full disgust “interesting my foot, such a crap dream” I said. “Rashmi took the chance to speak, “Language Nik, Crap sounds crude, you forgot the dream??” everyone giggled, except me. “That’s true man, now you have to do something, you speak so many crude words that now Yammu has to play role of your English teacher. When will you learn etiquettes? “ Arun Said and Seema took the next turn to speak, “yes Nik, see Arun, how intelligent and full of etiquettes he is.” Everyone oohed on her statement as no1 but only she (and might be Arun too) could believe on her statement.
Finally my agony, Sandy said, “C’mon Nik, it was just a dream, don’t take it seriously. Sometimes we see in dream by which we feel afraid and sometimes we see anything without any correlation.” I appreciated that at least one person has sympathy with me and said, while looking at my feet “Yeah Sandy, Life Nahi Hai Laddoo….” Ashok got excited, “Laddoo, where is that, give me at least 3, you know na it’s my favorite sweet.” I felt like throwing a stone on his head but somehow managed to be calm and finally addressed him, “No Dude, I mean Life is not that simple and sweet, which you can easily have in your mouth and it melted according to you. It has different shades, Black and grey too. Life is really not easy.””oooohhh, so Mr. Paulo Coelho, philosophy….eh??” Arun Said. “Yeah Arun…” I said,”……..but it’s surprising, when did you get time to read some book and got the chance to get rid of Seema”. Seema and Arun looked at me in the way like they are asking me to get the permission to kill me and let me dream fulfilled. Finally Sandy spoke,” Leave it Nik, you are anyways looking tired and sick. Stop fighting. Why don’t you go to dormitory and have a nap there, it might help you to cover up from your headache.” “Hmm… thanks Sandy, this sounds a nice idea, I will tell to my manager and have a nap.”I said.
By that time, our tea has finished and we were going back to our seats when Sandy spoke, “Bye the way Nik….”I turned back”…..Yammu has a point. Start working on your language now” every1 giggled and Rashmi started laughing like anything. Unfortunately I had thrown the wrappers otherwise this time I would have inserted that in her mouth for sure. I smiled at Sandy and we all went to our seats.
I told to my manager that I’m feeling sick (which was true) and going to dormitory. He gave me a look like, ‘you-come-here-for-work’ but didn’t say anything. I went to the dormitory. Another unfortunate was waiting for me. All beds were occupied and I had to manage with sofa for sleeping. I removed my shoes, removed my specs and closed my eyes. I guess I was too tired that at that moment I closed my eyes, I was in arms of deep sleep.”Hi Nik” someone interrupted my sleep. I opened my eyes and there was Yammu standing right opposite to me in dormitory…..
To be continued…..
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 2
Part-2
A decent (read terrible) start of the day
I thought I still need a sleep to get over from that nightmare. It’s not like a usual day when you see Yammu (Yamraaj in short), that to declaring your death. I looked at my watch. It was a nice watch gifted by my sister with a big rectangular blue dial with pink needles complimenting it. But it needs to get repaired, since it stops sometime. But that time my concern was the time, which was 9am. I quickly used by analytical skills and conclude two things. I have only 15hours more (if my dream was true) and I missed the bus, since I have never seen any bus of my office after 8:55am on the same road. What the heck?? The day, when I really wanted to have a nap in bus; I have been provided to select the option to sleep full day, if I would choose not to go to office than. I wished I could choose the option, but cant as my lovely (read boring) work was waiting for me….
I looked at my left and right (not because we have been taught that before crossing the road we have to see both sides, as I had no intention to do that) and didn’t find an auto, though I succeeded to find two more late goers to my office@ bus stop. I went to those fellows and asked them if there could be any other bus. They said no with as surety as if someone asked if they had ever seen Yamraaj from Naked eyes. Gosh!! Why cant I’m unable to forget this Yammu dream….the same question, which I asked so many times, yet unanswered. Anyways, I asked them if we should share the auto and their eyes shined like I just use Vim Bar on soiled plates.
15more minutes and we got succeeded to get an auto. It was a usual auto. The same one which has three tires one engine, driven by a person, who wants to grab as much money from passengers as he can. I tried to sleep, but forgot while trying that I’m in the city, which has traffic like hell; plus you get to listen a great music of different variety of horns and engines in surplus, which cannot be composed by any of brilliant music composer and the (not so) smooth road was enough to keep you awake for the whole way. I reached office in 45minutes with a headache as a gift given by auto rickshaw. We paid the amount and I went ahead to have my breakfast.
It was 10am, which means you can hardly get anything good to eat. I started reading Menu of the cafeteria and decided to go for my usual Idly Vada. I have been told that it’s no more. Hmm.. I started using trial and error method and started asking every possible food, which can be managed by me to satisfy my empty stomach. My stomach, hmmm.. Why the heck I was worrying about it. Already I have earned a small tummy and if I won’t control even then, not a single girl would like to stare me… I thought to take revenge from my stomach and started towards my cubical, but after 30seconds, I turned around and went back to cafeteria. I can’t help it, not even the cost of gaining some extra pounds. Finally I ordered for a packet of cookies and chips with tea.
I just started eating my (opposite of) lovely food, when my phone rang. My favorite song “ganda hai par dhandha hai ye (“its bad but still it’s a business” in English)” from the movie Company started with full volume, and I got the (unwanted) attention of everyone. I forgot to change my phone’s profile and the ring tone which I use to keep for 'outdoor profile'' was playing. I picked the phone as soon as possible. It was my colleague’s phone, who just informed me that if I wouldn’t have picked it, next number which he would like to dial, would be probably of Missing Department. I learned from him that the urgent report, which I need to send latest by 10:30am and which I asked him to send via sms while I was in auto, he is unable to generate that. My team is with dumb people. I checked the time; it was 10:10am. I just swallowed the tea (by which I got my tongue burned), picked my chips and cookies and ran towards my cubical. I didn’t want to label myself as incompetent.
I (literally) hopped at my seat within 5minutes, opened my system and started working on the report. Fortunately I sent the report by 10:29am (sighed of relief)……. I took my breath and started having my so called breakfast when my colleague came and I had to offer him some part of my breakfast, which he accepted in the manner like he is helping me to finish it. “*&@#$%*&%#” I wanted to use some more (un)polite words for him to his face rather than thinking in my mouth, which I didn’t, since I just attended the session on “Assertiveness Skills” two days back. I opened my office’s internal communicator and asked my tea gang for tea. Everyone accepted (as usual like they come office just to enjoy).
To Be Continued….
A decent (read terrible) start of the day
I thought I still need a sleep to get over from that nightmare. It’s not like a usual day when you see Yammu (Yamraaj in short), that to declaring your death. I looked at my watch. It was a nice watch gifted by my sister with a big rectangular blue dial with pink needles complimenting it. But it needs to get repaired, since it stops sometime. But that time my concern was the time, which was 9am. I quickly used by analytical skills and conclude two things. I have only 15hours more (if my dream was true) and I missed the bus, since I have never seen any bus of my office after 8:55am on the same road. What the heck?? The day, when I really wanted to have a nap in bus; I have been provided to select the option to sleep full day, if I would choose not to go to office than. I wished I could choose the option, but cant as my lovely (read boring) work was waiting for me….
I looked at my left and right (not because we have been taught that before crossing the road we have to see both sides, as I had no intention to do that) and didn’t find an auto, though I succeeded to find two more late goers to my office@ bus stop. I went to those fellows and asked them if there could be any other bus. They said no with as surety as if someone asked if they had ever seen Yamraaj from Naked eyes. Gosh!! Why cant I’m unable to forget this Yammu dream….the same question, which I asked so many times, yet unanswered. Anyways, I asked them if we should share the auto and their eyes shined like I just use Vim Bar on soiled plates.
15more minutes and we got succeeded to get an auto. It was a usual auto. The same one which has three tires one engine, driven by a person, who wants to grab as much money from passengers as he can. I tried to sleep, but forgot while trying that I’m in the city, which has traffic like hell; plus you get to listen a great music of different variety of horns and engines in surplus, which cannot be composed by any of brilliant music composer and the (not so) smooth road was enough to keep you awake for the whole way. I reached office in 45minutes with a headache as a gift given by auto rickshaw. We paid the amount and I went ahead to have my breakfast.
It was 10am, which means you can hardly get anything good to eat. I started reading Menu of the cafeteria and decided to go for my usual Idly Vada. I have been told that it’s no more. Hmm.. I started using trial and error method and started asking every possible food, which can be managed by me to satisfy my empty stomach. My stomach, hmmm.. Why the heck I was worrying about it. Already I have earned a small tummy and if I won’t control even then, not a single girl would like to stare me… I thought to take revenge from my stomach and started towards my cubical, but after 30seconds, I turned around and went back to cafeteria. I can’t help it, not even the cost of gaining some extra pounds. Finally I ordered for a packet of cookies and chips with tea.
I just started eating my (opposite of) lovely food, when my phone rang. My favorite song “ganda hai par dhandha hai ye (“its bad but still it’s a business” in English)” from the movie Company started with full volume, and I got the (unwanted) attention of everyone. I forgot to change my phone’s profile and the ring tone which I use to keep for 'outdoor profile'' was playing. I picked the phone as soon as possible. It was my colleague’s phone, who just informed me that if I wouldn’t have picked it, next number which he would like to dial, would be probably of Missing Department. I learned from him that the urgent report, which I need to send latest by 10:30am and which I asked him to send via sms while I was in auto, he is unable to generate that. My team is with dumb people. I checked the time; it was 10:10am. I just swallowed the tea (by which I got my tongue burned), picked my chips and cookies and ran towards my cubical. I didn’t want to label myself as incompetent.
I (literally) hopped at my seat within 5minutes, opened my system and started working on the report. Fortunately I sent the report by 10:29am (sighed of relief)……. I took my breath and started having my so called breakfast when my colleague came and I had to offer him some part of my breakfast, which he accepted in the manner like he is helping me to finish it. “*&@#$%*&%#” I wanted to use some more (un)polite words for him to his face rather than thinking in my mouth, which I didn’t, since I just attended the session on “Assertiveness Skills” two days back. I opened my office’s internal communicator and asked my tea gang for tea. Everyone accepted (as usual like they come office just to enjoy).
To Be Continued….
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Life Nahi Hai Laddoo- Part 1
Part-1
An Unwanted Dream
It was 8:30am on this (not so very) lovely morning, when I was almost reached to the bus stop to get a bus to my office. I know that it’s hard to get the bus by that time, since 8:30am is the (probably) last office bus, but I couldn’t able to come early. I got up with sweaty face in the morning, though electricity was there in my home (I pay electricity bill regularly). The reason was that unwanted dream (read nightmare), which provoked me to get up. I reached bus stop and went back to analysis my dream ((un)fortunately I could recall the full dream)…….
I was travelling from my office to home. I got down from bus and started walk towards my home after getting groceries (if you live alone, you only need to buy everything). I entered @ my apartment and there he was. An ugly looking personality (quite fatty topless guy with dhoti on) was standing right opposite to me, who was blocking my way. I was wondering how to say him to move since I don’t know Kannada language (did I mention that I’m in Bangalore??) and that jerk was having some (strange kinda) mp3 player on. His face was other side, so he didn’t see me. Finally I reached to him and knocked on his shoulder as I am knocking a gate. He turned back and laughed at me. I was feeling like slapping him. I was anyway tired from office and now this (stupid) fellow didn’t allow me to move in….”What the heck man?” I said and latterly regretted to speak with this person in English and spoke again “Side Kodi Sir” (thanks to my team mates, now I know little bit of Kannada).
“Why?? You can speak with me for some time, cant you?” I was surprised when he said this to me…He didn’t look like literate from any angle and he knew English..!! “No, I Can’t Boss, I’m tired””C’mon subordinate, you can” so this fellow was counter questioning me now…”excuse me, am I your subordinate??” I asked furiously. “I don’t know, but you only said me ‘BOSS’..” and again he started his (very irritated) laugh…I was feeling like killing him but stopped myself, since I know the fact that murder is illegal…”see, I’m very tired and want to hop bed, what do you want from me??” I said with as much calm voice I could.”Just some chat with you…wanna know something about you and wanna tell you something…” “Don’t ruin my evening Bro, just move out” “what force you to think that I will be ruining your evening, may be it will be the most memorable evening you ever had so far…”I was shocked. How come a person, with whom I met that time only and who doesn’t look interesting (at all),is claiming that it was going to be my the most memorable evening….I said irritate “why do you even think, that I will talk with you” you actually talking me right now Nik….” He instantly replied back.”Good, so full preparation…..eh?? You know my name too….fine, cut the crap, shoot, what you want to say……..”I replied as I didn’t find any choice but to talk with him. “Language Nik…crap sounds crude…” “Yeah right Man, now will you start taking my language session…?”I was getting bored while talking with me, but he again started.”Naah…. that I will do it later on, we will be keep meeting now onwards….so, are you happy with your life….” “Are you nuts; today is the last day when I am seeing you, OK?? And I’m not happy, I wanna Die…”He laughed again and I was feeling like having some cotton on my ears. “what now?” he stopped laughing and said…”Good to know, you won’t feel much sad, since anyways you are going to Die…”
Now this was Heights….I lost my patience…. “Dude, who are you to tell me I’m Die….??” He looked me (actually stared me) and said “I am Yamraaj, and came here to just inform you that you will be dying tomorrow…” I actually laughed like anything rather than getting angry on him. Somehow after 5 minutes I controlled on my laugh and said “...and do you think, I believe you...?? Hmm.. lemme see… you look like him… but there is no Bull, how did you come here my modern English speaking Yamraaj, on a Mercedes?? And how will you prove that you are Yamraaj” he was calm, very calm this time…. and I thanked God that this time again he didn’t laugh….”Stop believing those stupid NIk…I don’t need any Bull to travel, I can directly get invisible and go anywhere. I came here since I wanted you to have your last day with full enjoyment.. and here is a proof of my identity…” I was expecting to see his ID Card or something similar to that but what I saw, I didn’t believe, he actually disappeared from his place and appeared right behind me….. I pinched myself to check if I’m dreaming and I found myself on my bed with a sweaty face…. It was a dream…. A bad Dream….but was it truth…would that day was going to be my last day on earth…?? I just checked my watch and when I found the needles showing me time as 7:45am, I didn’t have the time to think, I just got ready and started running towards getting my office Bus..I actually cudnt recall anything abt last night, how I came at home and when did I sleep…. May be it was truth rather than dream, maybe I had some good amount of alcohol, maybe I was too tired to recall anything but for sure I didn’t have much time to think abt it…..
And now I’m here at Bus Stop waiting for my bus……
TO Be Continued…
An Unwanted Dream
It was 8:30am on this (not so very) lovely morning, when I was almost reached to the bus stop to get a bus to my office. I know that it’s hard to get the bus by that time, since 8:30am is the (probably) last office bus, but I couldn’t able to come early. I got up with sweaty face in the morning, though electricity was there in my home (I pay electricity bill regularly). The reason was that unwanted dream (read nightmare), which provoked me to get up. I reached bus stop and went back to analysis my dream ((un)fortunately I could recall the full dream)…….
I was travelling from my office to home. I got down from bus and started walk towards my home after getting groceries (if you live alone, you only need to buy everything). I entered @ my apartment and there he was. An ugly looking personality (quite fatty topless guy with dhoti on) was standing right opposite to me, who was blocking my way. I was wondering how to say him to move since I don’t know Kannada language (did I mention that I’m in Bangalore??) and that jerk was having some (strange kinda) mp3 player on. His face was other side, so he didn’t see me. Finally I reached to him and knocked on his shoulder as I am knocking a gate. He turned back and laughed at me. I was feeling like slapping him. I was anyway tired from office and now this (stupid) fellow didn’t allow me to move in….”What the heck man?” I said and latterly regretted to speak with this person in English and spoke again “Side Kodi Sir” (thanks to my team mates, now I know little bit of Kannada).
“Why?? You can speak with me for some time, cant you?” I was surprised when he said this to me…He didn’t look like literate from any angle and he knew English..!! “No, I Can’t Boss, I’m tired””C’mon subordinate, you can” so this fellow was counter questioning me now…”excuse me, am I your subordinate??” I asked furiously. “I don’t know, but you only said me ‘BOSS’..” and again he started his (very irritated) laugh…I was feeling like killing him but stopped myself, since I know the fact that murder is illegal…”see, I’m very tired and want to hop bed, what do you want from me??” I said with as much calm voice I could.”Just some chat with you…wanna know something about you and wanna tell you something…” “Don’t ruin my evening Bro, just move out” “what force you to think that I will be ruining your evening, may be it will be the most memorable evening you ever had so far…”I was shocked. How come a person, with whom I met that time only and who doesn’t look interesting (at all),is claiming that it was going to be my the most memorable evening….I said irritate “why do you even think, that I will talk with you” you actually talking me right now Nik….” He instantly replied back.”Good, so full preparation…..eh?? You know my name too….fine, cut the crap, shoot, what you want to say……..”I replied as I didn’t find any choice but to talk with him. “Language Nik…crap sounds crude…” “Yeah right Man, now will you start taking my language session…?”I was getting bored while talking with me, but he again started.”Naah…. that I will do it later on, we will be keep meeting now onwards….so, are you happy with your life….” “Are you nuts; today is the last day when I am seeing you, OK?? And I’m not happy, I wanna Die…”He laughed again and I was feeling like having some cotton on my ears. “what now?” he stopped laughing and said…”Good to know, you won’t feel much sad, since anyways you are going to Die…”
Now this was Heights….I lost my patience…. “Dude, who are you to tell me I’m Die….??” He looked me (actually stared me) and said “I am Yamraaj, and came here to just inform you that you will be dying tomorrow…” I actually laughed like anything rather than getting angry on him. Somehow after 5 minutes I controlled on my laugh and said “...and do you think, I believe you...?? Hmm.. lemme see… you look like him… but there is no Bull, how did you come here my modern English speaking Yamraaj, on a Mercedes?? And how will you prove that you are Yamraaj” he was calm, very calm this time…. and I thanked God that this time again he didn’t laugh….”Stop believing those stupid NIk…I don’t need any Bull to travel, I can directly get invisible and go anywhere. I came here since I wanted you to have your last day with full enjoyment.. and here is a proof of my identity…” I was expecting to see his ID Card or something similar to that but what I saw, I didn’t believe, he actually disappeared from his place and appeared right behind me….. I pinched myself to check if I’m dreaming and I found myself on my bed with a sweaty face…. It was a dream…. A bad Dream….but was it truth…would that day was going to be my last day on earth…?? I just checked my watch and when I found the needles showing me time as 7:45am, I didn’t have the time to think, I just got ready and started running towards getting my office Bus..I actually cudnt recall anything abt last night, how I came at home and when did I sleep…. May be it was truth rather than dream, maybe I had some good amount of alcohol, maybe I was too tired to recall anything but for sure I didn’t have much time to think abt it…..
And now I’m here at Bus Stop waiting for my bus……
TO Be Continued…
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