Its 8:30 in the morning.
I am sucking my finger desperately to stop the bleeding.Its just a small cut on my index finger but a big blow on my conscience reminding me of the dangers of being alone, having not a single relation to call in need.
I have no idea what i was hurrying for but i did drive my right hand too fast to wait for consulting my eyes and it bumped into a used blade inside my shaving cabinet injuring my poor index finger. "What the hell, i don't know any method to stop the bleeding", i abused myself. Here was an unexpected panic situation, i had no option but to rush to the nearest medical store for first aid.
Luckily its no serious wound except that it has caused me to think seriously about my cutoff-from-society status.
Thursday, 27 August 2009
Monday, 24 August 2009
In search of tigers...
It was a long and boring journey in the state transport bus. The driver tested our patience with plenty of stops giving us a surprize chance to measure our tolerance level and collected extra cash in the process. No need to say that we passed the test painfully and reached Kanha national park with tortured looking faces.
Ohh, i just missed to mention two european cheer girls that joined us midway and motivated us to finish the test, ok, they were not cheer girls exactly but good enough to revital us in the tiring heat. Most of us felt lucky that the girls decided to stay in the same hotel as ours but i thought it was our hard work in completing the frustrating journey that paid us blonde inedible fruits. I had already completed one round of daydreaming bout 'em during the bus journey and the second round in Kanha was too hot to handle as they were to spend night within few yards from us.
Dreams apart, none of us dared start any conversation with 'em and we proceeded to inquire about the schedule to enter the national park. And it turned out that we can visit the park just like a zoo, the only difference being roaming animals of the jungle would be viewing us trapped in a jeep. Now we got an advise that the best chance to encounter tigers in the jungle is early morning, so i am back to the daydream of blondes with fresh fantasies.
The next day
It was about 5 in the morning when i was having my last cigarette before entering the jungle. Sunlight was just about to replace darkness' rule in the jungle and our jeep was slowly moving on the narrow roads. Chilled air was hitting my body hard in the moving vehicle but the expectations of the thrills lying ahead kept my spirits high. I was recalling the jungles i had seen in the movies and strained my eyes to locate animals of different shapes and sizes but what i really got to see was something like watching a special episode about deers on the idiot box!
That's it, two or three types of deers was all we saw after roaming for almost three hours in the so called jungle. Anyway, still we were looking forward to a probable encounter with a tiger in its natural habitat. But as usual my bad luck worked again, another jeep which entered the jungle ahead of us met a tiger and we just missed to catch him before he disappeared again. So now it was upto the jungle administration to show us at least one tiger and make our trip worth their charge. And they did it, they had located a tiger resting in a very dense part of the jungle where only elephants can reach.
Finally here's the most exciting part of the tour - watching the most dangerous animal of the jungle while sitting on the most powerful of 'em. But when i looked at the tiger sitting quietly at a far corner of the area covered by dense trees almost like i had seen them in our city zoo, i felt almost triumphant. He had succeeded in trapping me in the jeep for hours & now it was his turn to helplessly let us get entertained by disturbing his afternoon nap.
Mission accomplished.
Ohh, i just missed to mention two european cheer girls that joined us midway and motivated us to finish the test, ok, they were not cheer girls exactly but good enough to revital us in the tiring heat. Most of us felt lucky that the girls decided to stay in the same hotel as ours but i thought it was our hard work in completing the frustrating journey that paid us blonde inedible fruits. I had already completed one round of daydreaming bout 'em during the bus journey and the second round in Kanha was too hot to handle as they were to spend night within few yards from us.
Dreams apart, none of us dared start any conversation with 'em and we proceeded to inquire about the schedule to enter the national park. And it turned out that we can visit the park just like a zoo, the only difference being roaming animals of the jungle would be viewing us trapped in a jeep. Now we got an advise that the best chance to encounter tigers in the jungle is early morning, so i am back to the daydream of blondes with fresh fantasies.
The next day
It was about 5 in the morning when i was having my last cigarette before entering the jungle. Sunlight was just about to replace darkness' rule in the jungle and our jeep was slowly moving on the narrow roads. Chilled air was hitting my body hard in the moving vehicle but the expectations of the thrills lying ahead kept my spirits high. I was recalling the jungles i had seen in the movies and strained my eyes to locate animals of different shapes and sizes but what i really got to see was something like watching a special episode about deers on the idiot box!
That's it, two or three types of deers was all we saw after roaming for almost three hours in the so called jungle. Anyway, still we were looking forward to a probable encounter with a tiger in its natural habitat. But as usual my bad luck worked again, another jeep which entered the jungle ahead of us met a tiger and we just missed to catch him before he disappeared again. So now it was upto the jungle administration to show us at least one tiger and make our trip worth their charge. And they did it, they had located a tiger resting in a very dense part of the jungle where only elephants can reach.
Finally here's the most exciting part of the tour - watching the most dangerous animal of the jungle while sitting on the most powerful of 'em. But when i looked at the tiger sitting quietly at a far corner of the area covered by dense trees almost like i had seen them in our city zoo, i felt almost triumphant. He had succeeded in trapping me in the jeep for hours & now it was his turn to helplessly let us get entertained by disturbing his afternoon nap.
Mission accomplished.
Tuesday, 18 August 2009
This has happened before !!
Nothing terrible has occured, no exchange of harsh words with parents or their supporters. My tooth brush was in place, i did get my morning tea with cigarettes and even my bowels got emptied nicely this morning.
Then what's wrong with me today?
I am feeling restless and irritated since morning with the what-to-do-next-i-have-no-idea look on my face.
Somehow the turbulent morning has passed and its the usual lunch break time as i m writing this. No apparent reason i can figure out as the restlessness remains the same after about 4 hours.
Possibly i will damage my scooter today but as i have to go out to eat, there's no option except betting some bones of my scooter and mine too.
Lunch finished, i am back to my bed calculating losses of day trading. My loneliness is about to hit me at the weakest point as the evening is approaching.
And the evening ends without much trouble watching a bollywood flick on married life. Just imagine having a self-made breakfast while your better half is reluctant to lead her dirty body into kitchen. A strong believer of the saying Health is wealth she must be !
Then what's wrong with me today?
I am feeling restless and irritated since morning with the what-to-do-next-i-have-no-idea look on my face.
Somehow the turbulent morning has passed and its the usual lunch break time as i m writing this. No apparent reason i can figure out as the restlessness remains the same after about 4 hours.
Possibly i will damage my scooter today but as i have to go out to eat, there's no option except betting some bones of my scooter and mine too.
Lunch finished, i am back to my bed calculating losses of day trading. My loneliness is about to hit me at the weakest point as the evening is approaching.
And the evening ends without much trouble watching a bollywood flick on married life. Just imagine having a self-made breakfast while your better half is reluctant to lead her dirty body into kitchen. A strong believer of the saying Health is wealth she must be !
Saturday, 15 August 2009
INDIA DEKHA !!
Unbelievable ! I couldn't believe my eyes when i saw men carrying pessengers in their pedal rickshaw outside Jabalpur railway station. Night of September 21, 2008 had just begun and i was to begin my official tour cum on job study of Information technology in the heart of India. Honestly, i felt pain in my legs as that lean man carried me in his pedal-rickshaw.
Anyway on reaching my hostel, i found myself lost in thoughts about the weeks ahead in an unknown region about a thousand kms. far from my residence. Worries of adjusting with the new routine made me forget that leg pain. Luckily my room partner was sweet and talkative like me and i knew from the day one that peace will prevail in the room. Ok, forget everything, you badly need a good sleep after the 24 hour journey - i told myself !
Its so fresh and chilled out - morning in the outskirts of the small town ! I almost fell in love with the place just for the blissful peace as i realized what i had been going through in past ten years or so. What's the use of all the technological advances if we have to sacrifice our peace of mind under work pressure and contaminate our body and soul with ever increasing pollution in the cities ?, I asked myself but found nothing in reply except recalling of the fact that i had to get ready for the lectures - the official reason of my stay here ! The institute building is almost like a palace crying out loud that it has seen much better days in the past. One can easily sense that feeling of lost kingdom in the behaviour of the staff here. Lectures are not so boring as the almost retired lecturers but i think tackleing situations with patience is also a part of the skill upgradtion course. Simply put, its a "lets get it over with" game.
The sun cares for us and sets finally. Evening is cool due to approching winter, add to it the relaxed feel of a typical small town and your senses tells you "THANK YOU" !
So now what ? The usual quest to find some refreshing activity to pass the evening gets tougher as it gets dark a little earlier here. On the Positive side, all the batchmates share my feeling making the quest easier. Having no other plan i decide to catch up with the group of my room-mate in a walkathon with unspecified finishing line. Minimum traffic-of both people and vehicles makes you feel relaxed. I felt too bad while staring at all the well-shaped women in the way and even complained to God that why he is so unjust to females of my region.It was about half an hour walk to the market area from our hostel which was inside army cantonment area.
Walking proved good for the first day to have a feel of the place where i was to stay for the next six weeks but it started to bore me after few days. One readily available option was to play badminton, table-tennis, cricket or volleyball.I never knew that badminton and table-tennis can be fun too, at least much better than watching tv ! Volleyball was another toy to cure my evening fatigue. Its round, tight, hard, fast-jumping and keeps you on toes to avoid getting hit !
It felt like hanging out with a miniature version of the multi-faceted indian society looking at my batchmates - from Punjab, Uttar pradesh, Calcutta and South india. Just think of dealing with rough north indians, sweet-talking Bengalis and diplomatic south indians on the same day and sometimes on the same playground ! One group prefers long walks, one other is always found on the playground, another gets busy booking train tickets to their homes whenever the only computer of the class is found unoccupied and there are one or two mysterious groups too whose activties i could not figure out ! Anyway, the positive side was that i had options to change activities and avoid boredom !
Dhuandhar
Plenty of holidays and nothing to do in this place far from our homes - it gave us an opportunity to explore the heart of india and for me its a long-awaited chance to see the real picture behind the much publicised "INDIA DEKHA" campaign of Madhya Pradesh government. First outing was the famous Dhuandhar falls on the river Narmada.
The journey began and very soon the damaged roads started threatening my joints - get out of the way or get dismantled ! They went on the mission full-heartedly and could definitely have achieved their goal only if Narmada had decided to fall from a more distant location. Thank heavens, its over, statues in the car came alive, out in the fresh air of the riverfront. Dhuandhar succeeds in making itself heard despite the crowd and creates a watery fog in the hot season. Not much of a great site, still its enjoyable as a picnic place at least. Maybe thats why some of us focussed their eyes on certain ladies changing clothes in the open. Its Hard to believe but even i tried to capture those moments with my mobile camera. Some guys started exploring the rocky surroundings but managed to find nothing except their own photos in weird poses. Bargaining for the cheap roadside stuff was quite a fun plus i had to buy some memorabilia cum gifts too. So i got earrings made from the marble rocks around the river.
So concluded the tour without any extraordinary event. Night had registered its presence before we entered the small town with hopes of more interesting tours in the coming holidays.
From the next day all of us returned to the routine - surviving lectures during the day and searching for newer ideas to make the night colourful. Isn't it natural for every human to go for breaking all the rules of the society given a proper opportunity ?
Crash landing on the way to Sin city
It was a dimly lit restaurant full of people committing the crime to relax themselves with the foul-tasting, ill-reputed liquid called Alchohol. I was saying, "Thats enough yaar, its my first time with Beer ! " My partner in crime, a rowdy-looking guy from Uttar Pradesh, was provoking me in harsh words to have one more bottle of beer. I did manage to escape the situation but only after accepting to torture my stomach with a half-filled glass of beer. He kept reminding me, " don't worry about getting drunk, i'll take care of you !" What actually happened was - he seemed to be more out of step than me when we stepped out of the restaurant ! Now i don't recall how it started but we were discussing about where to find prostitutes in this alien city. Obviously i being the shy guy, he took the initiative and asked a pedal-rickshaw man about it. That rickshaw-puller agreed to be our accomplice in the sinful adventure and took us to a place known for prostitution activities. Being somewhat out of mind, i was ready to remove my belt at the tiniest opportunity available and take the beer-induced flight of fantasy to the next level. "Come on yaar, its ok, better luck next time", I told myself on discovering the fact that there's no air-hostess to accompany me and then to land together with me after the fantastic flying adventure.
Do i need to mention that instead of getting to the next level of insane fun, i found myself completely in control on the grounds of reality with shattered dreams lying all around me !
Anyway on reaching my hostel, i found myself lost in thoughts about the weeks ahead in an unknown region about a thousand kms. far from my residence. Worries of adjusting with the new routine made me forget that leg pain. Luckily my room partner was sweet and talkative like me and i knew from the day one that peace will prevail in the room. Ok, forget everything, you badly need a good sleep after the 24 hour journey - i told myself !
Its so fresh and chilled out - morning in the outskirts of the small town ! I almost fell in love with the place just for the blissful peace as i realized what i had been going through in past ten years or so. What's the use of all the technological advances if we have to sacrifice our peace of mind under work pressure and contaminate our body and soul with ever increasing pollution in the cities ?, I asked myself but found nothing in reply except recalling of the fact that i had to get ready for the lectures - the official reason of my stay here ! The institute building is almost like a palace crying out loud that it has seen much better days in the past. One can easily sense that feeling of lost kingdom in the behaviour of the staff here. Lectures are not so boring as the almost retired lecturers but i think tackleing situations with patience is also a part of the skill upgradtion course. Simply put, its a "lets get it over with" game.
The sun cares for us and sets finally. Evening is cool due to approching winter, add to it the relaxed feel of a typical small town and your senses tells you "THANK YOU" !
So now what ? The usual quest to find some refreshing activity to pass the evening gets tougher as it gets dark a little earlier here. On the Positive side, all the batchmates share my feeling making the quest easier. Having no other plan i decide to catch up with the group of my room-mate in a walkathon with unspecified finishing line. Minimum traffic-of both people and vehicles makes you feel relaxed. I felt too bad while staring at all the well-shaped women in the way and even complained to God that why he is so unjust to females of my region.It was about half an hour walk to the market area from our hostel which was inside army cantonment area.
Walking proved good for the first day to have a feel of the place where i was to stay for the next six weeks but it started to bore me after few days. One readily available option was to play badminton, table-tennis, cricket or volleyball.I never knew that badminton and table-tennis can be fun too, at least much better than watching tv ! Volleyball was another toy to cure my evening fatigue. Its round, tight, hard, fast-jumping and keeps you on toes to avoid getting hit !
It felt like hanging out with a miniature version of the multi-faceted indian society looking at my batchmates - from Punjab, Uttar pradesh, Calcutta and South india. Just think of dealing with rough north indians, sweet-talking Bengalis and diplomatic south indians on the same day and sometimes on the same playground ! One group prefers long walks, one other is always found on the playground, another gets busy booking train tickets to their homes whenever the only computer of the class is found unoccupied and there are one or two mysterious groups too whose activties i could not figure out ! Anyway, the positive side was that i had options to change activities and avoid boredom !
Dhuandhar
Plenty of holidays and nothing to do in this place far from our homes - it gave us an opportunity to explore the heart of india and for me its a long-awaited chance to see the real picture behind the much publicised "INDIA DEKHA" campaign of Madhya Pradesh government. First outing was the famous Dhuandhar falls on the river Narmada.
The journey began and very soon the damaged roads started threatening my joints - get out of the way or get dismantled ! They went on the mission full-heartedly and could definitely have achieved their goal only if Narmada had decided to fall from a more distant location. Thank heavens, its over, statues in the car came alive, out in the fresh air of the riverfront. Dhuandhar succeeds in making itself heard despite the crowd and creates a watery fog in the hot season. Not much of a great site, still its enjoyable as a picnic place at least. Maybe thats why some of us focussed their eyes on certain ladies changing clothes in the open. Its Hard to believe but even i tried to capture those moments with my mobile camera. Some guys started exploring the rocky surroundings but managed to find nothing except their own photos in weird poses. Bargaining for the cheap roadside stuff was quite a fun plus i had to buy some memorabilia cum gifts too. So i got earrings made from the marble rocks around the river.
So concluded the tour without any extraordinary event. Night had registered its presence before we entered the small town with hopes of more interesting tours in the coming holidays.
From the next day all of us returned to the routine - surviving lectures during the day and searching for newer ideas to make the night colourful. Isn't it natural for every human to go for breaking all the rules of the society given a proper opportunity ?
Crash landing on the way to Sin city
It was a dimly lit restaurant full of people committing the crime to relax themselves with the foul-tasting, ill-reputed liquid called Alchohol. I was saying, "Thats enough yaar, its my first time with Beer ! " My partner in crime, a rowdy-looking guy from Uttar Pradesh, was provoking me in harsh words to have one more bottle of beer. I did manage to escape the situation but only after accepting to torture my stomach with a half-filled glass of beer. He kept reminding me, " don't worry about getting drunk, i'll take care of you !" What actually happened was - he seemed to be more out of step than me when we stepped out of the restaurant ! Now i don't recall how it started but we were discussing about where to find prostitutes in this alien city. Obviously i being the shy guy, he took the initiative and asked a pedal-rickshaw man about it. That rickshaw-puller agreed to be our accomplice in the sinful adventure and took us to a place known for prostitution activities. Being somewhat out of mind, i was ready to remove my belt at the tiniest opportunity available and take the beer-induced flight of fantasy to the next level. "Come on yaar, its ok, better luck next time", I told myself on discovering the fact that there's no air-hostess to accompany me and then to land together with me after the fantastic flying adventure.
Do i need to mention that instead of getting to the next level of insane fun, i found myself completely in control on the grounds of reality with shattered dreams lying all around me !
Miss you - today's newspaper !
Its special, one more milestone crossed today on the bumpy ride towards the diamond jubilee of india's independence ! Never mind even if the road disappears abruptly and your Sedan goes into tractor mode, be positive and feel the thrill of ploughing !
Now as the journey was never meant to be fruitful, the failed monsoon is no issue here.
The issue is i couldn't smell the fresh pages of today's newspaper, missed the aroma of black ink meaningfully spread over it. One more habit that has potential to make me gloom !
Hunger takes over creativity from here and i have to leave my fans, friends and wannabe in-laws with an unsure promise that i will try to give 'em all the details of the diamond jubilee celebration program in a week. See you as a number on my blog's visit counter !
Now as the journey was never meant to be fruitful, the failed monsoon is no issue here.
The issue is i couldn't smell the fresh pages of today's newspaper, missed the aroma of black ink meaningfully spread over it. One more habit that has potential to make me gloom !
Hunger takes over creativity from here and i have to leave my fans, friends and wannabe in-laws with an unsure promise that i will try to give 'em all the details of the diamond jubilee celebration program in a week. See you as a number on my blog's visit counter !
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