This was getting even weirder….it was raining outside and so were nisha’s eyes…..and amit was standing at the window with rage and anger filled within him and at the same time sweating from top to bottom….holding a half lit cigarette in his hand……
And suddenly with a puff of his cigarette he gets carried away by the smoke to the flash back of where they met…..it was raining then too and amit was sitting on his bike smoking and chilling with his friends…..when he saw right infront of him a car coming at its full speed and hitting this lady standing at the signal….it was a heart throbbing moment for him, as he was watching an accident like this for the 1st time in his life where it’s raining above your head and you can see blood all over on the ground with the lady…the lady….oh no!!! She was lying unconscious he and had to take her to the hospital because she looked like she was towards the end of her life…’no I can’t let her die…she has to b safe….this is not fair on her part’ was the only thought running in his mind when he was rushing her down to the hospital with the rain pouring so heavily where you could barely see the road
24 hours later…..she opens her eyes and with a very pale voice she says a small thank you to amit…..her smile brings a smile on his face and suddenly he becomes the happiest person on earth…..her name was nisha and she was studying in his college and was from the same Mumbai itself, while amit was a spoilt and rich man living in the same city….with worlds all facilities at his doorstep. But at those moments nothing really mattered because her smile had made his day and soon there was love which was making way in between them and they had no other choice but to let it in…..and it still grew from coffee’s in coffee shops to movies in theater’s and to achieving the goals together….
With the smoke gone…..he gets back to his senses from the flashback and notices that she is gone….he looks for her all around with tears in his eyes….and an almost finished cigarette in his hand he was out of his mind and didn’t know what to do…..he has given up on everything. He has lost her….he has lost the most precious thing in his life….he sits on his knees with his red face covered with his hands and goes in a flashback of the time when it all started….
It was the eve of Diwali then, when they were celebrating the 1st festival of their married life together…..yes finally the small accident and ended up in their marriage. Amit was so happy to get nisha his his prized possession. They were sitting at the doorstep where she looked extremely beautiful and where he could just keep staring at her all day. While they are sitting and talking A lady passes by the door and slips her leg and happens to drop rangoli in her hand on nisha’s new dress, nisha becomes sad because her new dress is spoilt ‘how can this happen…somebody has made her sad….this is not fair on her part’ thinks amit and his anger bursts out like a lava and he starts walking towards the lady with all his eyes red In annoyance….the lady notices him following her and turns around…..and suddenly a loud slap noise is heard and the next thing nisha sees is the lady lying down on the floor and amit sitting next to her and staring at her with his eyes watering ’she’s not dead….not much of her fault you see….’ Amit tells himself. For nisha the moment had frozen there where she had never seen amit react like this before.
The time passes by with amit’s problems not as big until one day arrives where nisha’s dad had come home to visit his daughter for the 1st time…..obviously someday nisha’s dad had to forgive his own daughter for running away and getting married to amit after they refusing the relation….
But her dad had already noticed and known why his daughter is unhappy with his husband….reason being all the recent actions of his…from slapping the lady to almost killing a rickshaw wala…..concerned father asks her daughter to come home back with him if she is so unhappy with him
Amit then suddenly comes out with a iron rod in his hand dragging it towards nisha’s dad…..and you could the bang of the rod all over the house……amit could hear nisha scream on the top of her voice and then his eyes fall on her dad who is lying on the floor with unstoppable blood flowing from his head....amit freaks out and drops the rod and rushes inside for a smoke ‘she was not happy with me but it was not fair on his part to ask her to leave like this’ with sweat running down his face he lights a cigarette shivering from top to bottom and thoughts keep coming to his mind with the in his hand cigarette he thinks ‘I could never let her go….’
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
TRAFFIC PARK....
It was like a real boring trip to Nagpur this time...where I had absolutely nothing to do...sleeping early,and getting up late was my routine....
It was just a regular day when i woke up and sat online.Hardly had it been five minutes when I sat,I saw all my school friends online discussing on a small reunion...one of our friend suggested to visit our school once and discuss the same with our school principal.
It was 8.00 in the morning when I woke up the next day,wondering how I woke up so early...but then it struck me that I had to go to school that day and so i hurried. on reaching school i realized that my friend hadn't reached.I parked my bike and the flashbacks of my childhood started to glimmer...and i started walking slowly towards the office....and those unlimited schooldays and the innocence we had..
soon we were done with the meeting and got permission for the re-union....
I got back home with a hope of a reunion of our batch, as we had received the permission but it was not officially announced yet.....
How a small child is born and then it learns how to talk,learn,behave,and so many other things in life with the parents supporting him....he is completely unaware of the rules and regulations of the big,big world out there and similarly he is least bothered and busy doing what he wants.
It was steaming hot outside and I was waiting for the sun to disappear when my friend called up and asked me to meet up because she wanted to take me somewhere,a place she had been visiting for a year now...I agreed as I had nothing better to do...
I got ready and met her. She took me to a place where there was an old building and a ground in front of it where children were playing....I understood at the very moment that I was in an orphanage. It was an orphanage where my friend,nishita,taught for the lead India campaign.The first thing i observed on reaching, was that all the children gathered around and started talking to her...later they switched to me asking what my name was and what do i do etc...
The fact that I can't deny is the children in orphanage are so very affable than the other children.Out of the huge lot there was a boy named shankar who was barely in his 6th standard now he walked up to me and told that he wanted to become a Computer Engineer.I saw that there was a shine in his eyes of how badly he wanted to become an Engineer.There had been nobody to support him as a fmaily but still he had this aim to fulfill.As a child he had the required innocence in him but at the same time the maturity of what he wanted to become. I remembered the morning trip to my school,its so different out there....we have children who are getting ready to face the competition outside with the help of parents guiding them as i am doing now.on the contrary we have these orphans who have these aims for which its only them who can shape and implement it.I observed those children were so enthusiastic and full of content but with no strong support around them.
Later in the evening i also went to this park called as Traffic Park.This park was special park with arrangements teaching children the traffic rules of the road. I saw there were mock signals and roads made in the park.I could also see parents guiding their children in how to ride a bicycle and follow the rules at the same time.
I started relating this park to what I had witnessed the same morning. How the bicycle of life leads us to a way and we have parents guiding us for everything and we learn the traffic rules and how to follow them. But in this rush to learn the traffic rules do we have time to think about the people around us who barely know these rules but are struggling to get into the traffic to prove themselves and give themselves a better end to the road they are traveling on,because in a world like us there can barely be any one who can let in the Human Traffic without those rules being followed.....??thoughts rolled over in my mind while i watched the children play.
It was just a regular day when i woke up and sat online.Hardly had it been five minutes when I sat,I saw all my school friends online discussing on a small reunion...one of our friend suggested to visit our school once and discuss the same with our school principal.
It was 8.00 in the morning when I woke up the next day,wondering how I woke up so early...but then it struck me that I had to go to school that day and so i hurried. on reaching school i realized that my friend hadn't reached.I parked my bike and the flashbacks of my childhood started to glimmer...and i started walking slowly towards the office....and those unlimited schooldays and the innocence we had..
soon we were done with the meeting and got permission for the re-union....
I got back home with a hope of a reunion of our batch, as we had received the permission but it was not officially announced yet.....
How a small child is born and then it learns how to talk,learn,behave,and so many other things in life with the parents supporting him....he is completely unaware of the rules and regulations of the big,big world out there and similarly he is least bothered and busy doing what he wants.
It was steaming hot outside and I was waiting for the sun to disappear when my friend called up and asked me to meet up because she wanted to take me somewhere,a place she had been visiting for a year now...I agreed as I had nothing better to do...
I got ready and met her. She took me to a place where there was an old building and a ground in front of it where children were playing....I understood at the very moment that I was in an orphanage. It was an orphanage where my friend,nishita,taught for the lead India campaign.The first thing i observed on reaching, was that all the children gathered around and started talking to her...later they switched to me asking what my name was and what do i do etc...
The fact that I can't deny is the children in orphanage are so very affable than the other children.Out of the huge lot there was a boy named shankar who was barely in his 6th standard now he walked up to me and told that he wanted to become a Computer Engineer.I saw that there was a shine in his eyes of how badly he wanted to become an Engineer.There had been nobody to support him as a fmaily but still he had this aim to fulfill.As a child he had the required innocence in him but at the same time the maturity of what he wanted to become. I remembered the morning trip to my school,its so different out there....we have children who are getting ready to face the competition outside with the help of parents guiding them as i am doing now.on the contrary we have these orphans who have these aims for which its only them who can shape and implement it.I observed those children were so enthusiastic and full of content but with no strong support around them.
Later in the evening i also went to this park called as Traffic Park.This park was special park with arrangements teaching children the traffic rules of the road. I saw there were mock signals and roads made in the park.I could also see parents guiding their children in how to ride a bicycle and follow the rules at the same time.
I started relating this park to what I had witnessed the same morning. How the bicycle of life leads us to a way and we have parents guiding us for everything and we learn the traffic rules and how to follow them. But in this rush to learn the traffic rules do we have time to think about the people around us who barely know these rules but are struggling to get into the traffic to prove themselves and give themselves a better end to the road they are traveling on,because in a world like us there can barely be any one who can let in the Human Traffic without those rules being followed.....??thoughts rolled over in my mind while i watched the children play.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Emotional side of ME.....!
Sometimes some words are unsaid,his face tells you everything.......
Because You understand....
Sometimes your emotions are unuttered.....
But completely understood word to word
Because He understands.......
Sometimes you are completely low on mood,
Just because he's lost his mood........
And You feel what He feels like
Is it just the co-incident of Understanding???or the Psychology????or Love?????
The unending Questions,Doubts will always arise to your surprise...
But the Infinite Love and Care to an Eternity will never be Deprived.....
His Behaviour might hurt,
And You want to Scream it out to Him,
But Speechlessness binds your words together to Calmness,
Just because in your mind,is something,that you cant forget,is a dream...
A Dream to stay with Him and Believe,
That someday, He will be back with a Smile on His Face and Silently Whisper in your Ears....
"I Knew You would Wait....!!!!"
Because You understand....
Sometimes your emotions are unuttered.....
But completely understood word to word
Because He understands.......
Sometimes you are completely low on mood,
Just because he's lost his mood........
And You feel what He feels like
Is it just the co-incident of Understanding???or the Psychology????or Love?????
The unending Questions,Doubts will always arise to your surprise...
But the Infinite Love and Care to an Eternity will never be Deprived.....
His Behaviour might hurt,
And You want to Scream it out to Him,
But Speechlessness binds your words together to Calmness,
Just because in your mind,is something,that you cant forget,is a dream...
A Dream to stay with Him and Believe,
That someday, He will be back with a Smile on His Face and Silently Whisper in your Ears....
"I Knew You would Wait....!!!!"
Thursday, March 18, 2010
GOA Tourism Development Corporation
"saaheb charas,ganjha kuch mangta hai kya?" an extremely short person,little dark,wearing shorts and a white scarf on his head was questioning my cousins walking an enjoying their 1st ever family trip to Goa......the trip had barely started when my own cousins were trapped in as charsis by the local dealers in goa....!
"saheb massage mangta kya?" and they look at another short guy around them.....!
this was the beginning of an extremely fun filled goa trip with family....while the scene was on,the rest of us were completely busy buying special goan things for each other,friends and of course ourselves.....where we had completely forgotten about the two guys....who were totally lost into the the Queen beach THE CALANGUTE....which is famous for its contributing beauty to nature,goa and at the same time, to the other side of contributions like doping and so many unlimited illegal businesses......!
Goa has been one of the best tourism place not just over India but all over the world...! and thousands of tourists come to visit it every month....and most of them come here just for the simple reason of enjoying the other way instead of actually looking at the real beauty of the heavenly place...!
They say "its not the place for people to visit with their families" the main reasons behind this is the same....i was laughed at by so many because of the same reasons...but it hardly affected me...
there were other such weird things i saw at the market places....the shopkeepers had different rates for the foreigners and different for Indians.....
"ye skirt kitne ki hai?" "wo apke size ka nai hai madam...!" i was stunned coz that actually looked my size....! but as i turned i saw a few foreigners walk in who gave the answers to the doubt i had that, "i cant tel the rate madam its them coming in" was an echo in my head which suggested me to not to ask him the rate again and go away...!I became all low and walked off....! with the simple reason of not getting an expected attention...!
The tourists main attraction is gained by the live Dolphins that they show you......they take u to the extreme of the ocean and then you can actually see the dolphins.....! you can experience Heaven when you see those dolphins arose out of nowhere in the ocean..!
when it was our turn we were unexpectedly accompanied by a group of bachelors....initially it was all fine....later my nose felt a very strong smell i peeped to see whats wrong,i saw the group had started to drink whisky in the small boat....! my brains had already started burning.....!but couldnt help....!those guys were chilling....and at that same time freezing all the ladies on the boat to death.....! and pushing me to the next level of anger...!
the most disastrous thing after spoiling our good moods in the boat was, that they began throwing the scrap bottles in the ocean.....and that had already boiled me up to the highest point of my temper....and the worst part was i couldnt do anything for it....!
tourism has given them the liberty to freely booze anywhere and everywhere they can...! tourism has given so many people in goa to initiate so many things of their own(mostly bad)
and when you try to enjoy the real beauty......some shit of uneducated come your way....!
GTDC(goa tourism development corporation)has been trying their level best to show the 100% original goa since we signed in to their pacakage of tour...and may be fortunately or unfortunately....we happen to see the,may be,wider side behind tourism......!
but as a tourist when i visited goa for the first time.....i must say its a place worth visiting.....its no less than heaven.....! and the real beauty what generally visitors expect is its nature which is available anywhere and everywhere in the nooks of GOA.....
when it was our turn we were unexpectedly accompanied by a group of bachelors....initially it was all fine....later my nose felt a very strong smell i peeped to see whats wrong,i saw the group had started to drink whisky in the small boat....! my brains had already started burning.....!but couldnt help....!those guys were chilling....and at that same time freezing all the ladies on the boat to death.....! and pushing me to the next level of anger...!
the most disastrous thing after spoiling our good moods in the boat was, that they began throwing the scrap bottles in the ocean.....and that had already boiled me up to the highest point of my temper....and the worst part was i couldnt do anything for it....!
tourism has given them the liberty to freely booze anywhere and everywhere they can...! tourism has given so many people in goa to initiate so many things of their own(mostly bad)
and when you try to enjoy the real beauty......some shit of uneducated come your way....!
GTDC(goa tourism development corporation)has been trying their level best to show the 100% original goa since we signed in to their pacakage of tour...and may be fortunately or unfortunately....we happen to see the,may be,wider side behind tourism......!
but as a tourist when i visited goa for the first time.....i must say its a place worth visiting.....its no less than heaven.....! and the real beauty what generally visitors expect is its nature which is available anywhere and everywhere in the nooks of GOA.....
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