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June 20 Patience Unlimited.....The day started of with a mild drizzle and twitter of birds in d background...People hurrying to office clutching their umbrellas and young kids proudly showing off their new raincoats on their way to school ... For a day in the month of June...nothing seemed unusual and nothing appeared out of place.... “Apparently, the weather gods are taking some rest after the 26th July deluge last year”, my cousin told me....With a cup of steaming hot tea in our hands and occasional bites of the new orange flavored Marie...standing in the balcony ,we contemplated whether to go all the way from Bandra to Lower Parel..(Phoenix Mills) for her birthday shopping...Confused souls that both of us were...we FINALLY decided in the affirmative...(And perhaps....somebody up there was smiling at us...!!) After nearly 90 minutes of our never-ending rituals both of us were all set to venture out in the rains and find our way to our most coveted destination at that point of time....the bus stop...We climbed down the stairs of the building with a lot of excitement in our hearts...( Pssst...It was 1 of those rare occasions when our parents had allowed us to shop alone...)..only to witness a flooded compound waiting to welcome us...We exchanged irritated looks...Wading through the accumulated water which was a haven for all the creepy underwater creatures...was a strict no-no. Nevertheless, within a minute we found both of us amidst the ‘pond’ with our jeans folded up...trying to carefully dodge our way through the water...Perhaps, we were dominated by the ‘nothing-can-stop-me’ attitude at that moment.... Once we were done with our ‘dodging’ lessons...we walked outside the gate with a sense of triumph! We were next headed to ‘destination: bus-stop’...After the walk for nearly 15 minutes which was equally tricky...more because we had to cautiously avoid the auto-rickshaws from giving us a second ‘bath’.... we arrived at the right bus-stop....And the scene we saw there was the most satisfying one...especially after the trial we had gone through so far...The bus-stop was not at all crowded....which was absolutely a delight to our eyes...We waited patiently for our bus no.80 which was supposed to be our transporter for the journey...Time flew by and as our legs started screaming we realized that we had waited for nearly 45 minutes for the bus...As we were about to change our mind and hail a cab...we saw our ‘heaven’......
Bus no.80 was desperately struggling to make its way through the traffic ahead...Within a matter of few minutes it halted at our bus-stop...Both of us rushed to finally get inside the bus....We did manage to acquire an empty seat only to realize that it had drenched our jeans....(at all the odd places...
“Guess, our suffering has come to an end”, I told my cousin....We walked into the enormous compound of the mall...about to release a sigh of relief.... only to find a huge board hanging on the gate... “WILL OPEN AFTER 2 P.M.....SORRY FOR YOUR INCONVENIENCE”....We immediately peered into our watches...it was just about to strike 1. Instantaneously, our ‘sigh of relief’ was replaced with a ‘sigh of frustration’....One hour is not too long a time span when your board exam is just about to begin but at this moment it seemed as an eternity outstretched...Anyways, we somehow even managed to cross that barrier....And now finally it struck 2....we waited with bated breath for the guards to open the gates.... As we hurried towards the gate...
I unmistakably heard somebody call my name....
p.s: We somehow managed to demonstrate a brilliant show of ‘patience unlimited’ that day...... When we returned home....jostling our way through every second obstacle... we never even took a second look at what we had bought..... what stole the limelight was the ‘unforgettable’ experience we had...Honestly, we shopped till we DROPPED... June 10 Bloggerz Itch..!!!Well 2 b honest, I’m guess dat I’m suffering from d most dreaded disease in world of bloggers…. The ‘BLOGGERZ ITCH’… Okies.... let me b a li’l more precise n enlighten u bout dis awful malady....
What is Bloggerz itch ??: Well, It’s a syndrome wer a blogger is always ITCHING...(literally SCRATCHING... his head..) 4 new n original ideas but is always short of ‘em…N believe me its d most IRRITATING thing wen ur so so desperate 2 update ur blog after ages….(Basically, u’ve been avoiding 2 update it cz of d sole itch...lol)... Where did I get Bloggerz itch from??: Its actually a contagious infection....mostly wen u drop by other fellow bloggerz ‘spaces’ n c dat der hasn’t been an update since ages.... or possibly wen u notice dat d ‘copy n paste’ option is used quite indiscriminately... At dat instant itself....hold ur breath...u’ve caught it... The Symptoms: 1. Every second issue u set ur eyes on seems to b d most repulsive 1.... 2. U feel dat ur creativity has completely deserted u.... 3. U lie totally bare...wid simply nothing sensible n constructive 2 write.... 4. U start getting n ‘inferiority-complex’....cz sum of d fellow bloggerz r regularly updating wid something new n.....original
Symptoms of Bloggerz itch can be mild or severe. In more progressed stages of d syndrome, d affected is literally frustrated at his own predicament n even starts getting nightmares bout d same...
Do I need to see a doctor about Bloggerz itch?: Frankly speaking....NO intensive diagnosis is required....since d affected knows d EXACT cause of d ailment...n is also aware of d onset of d syndrome...
How do I get rid of Bloggerz itch?: The best treatment 4 Bloggerz itch, is prevention.....(If u jus wanna fill ur blog....go ahead n use d ‘cut-copy-paste’ technique...it may give temporary symptomatic relief...lol) If you're reading this, it is likely that this particular step of treatment has either been passed, or has not worked--keep reading! Once you do get rid of Bloggerz itch, you're going to want to know how to prevent it from happening again in the future.... Though d syndrome is quite obstinate n 1 doesn’t get cured easily.... it does disappear after a certain span...only 2 relapse n make d ‘oh-so -devoted’ bloggerz life more n more miserable.... Well, well....Bloggerz itch is something which no blogger can avoid...It kips on striking back on n off n d affected jus has 2 kip up wid it....!!!
p.s:I assume dat most of u who r reading dis must have gone thru a similar situation.....Do enlighten me bout ur novel experiences ....I wud luv 2 hear ‘em out...
June 06 Paradise Lost.....
.......the incessant ringing of d bell after last ‘period’ ….n carefree screams of all d students waitng 2 b freed frm d clutches of d ‘khadoos’ teachers…..d daily chit-chatting wid all my frenz ……n d detentions aftr being caught red-handed by 1 of d teachers….d last minute preparations jus b4 d unit tests……..n d sleepless nites b4 each open-house…d never-ending rehearsals b4 each function be it d Republic Day, d Teacher’s Day or evn r own school Annual day.......... N d Children’s Day celebrations wer v kids always had a masti time (Pssst….r teachers used 2 perform…he he he)…d most anticipated school picnics...n d same old topic 4 essay writing… (My most enjoyable picnic!!)...The conventional debate n elocution competitions…..n d most innovative clay-moulding n lantern making competitions….d non-stop campaigning 4 school elections…..n d eternally unproductive meetings of d council members….d most awaited summer vacations…..n heaps n heaps of ‘vacation projects’(r teachers wer of d opinion dat vacations wer givn solely 4 dat purpose!!)……D day wen I entered d school premises 4 d 1st time; holding my mom’s hand…….n d day of my 10th farewell…wen I had 2 leave d school premises; holding d hands of all my frenz…. Well, well well…..I can go on n on n on bout my dearest dearest school….
Frankly speaking, my school was nothing 2 brag bout …Well, it was a four storeyed building….. actually a ‘residential’ building…(d authorities had modified it in2 a functional school…)…..Tho it was undersized compared 2 any other normal school it was complete in every way….a cabin 4 our HM…a staff-room 4 d teachers…n office 4 d clerical staff…sufficient number of classrooms…a full-fledged canteen…a miniature library…a compact sports-room …everything BUT an extensive play ground…..But hey, not 2 4get d compound of r school….It was sumthing so special…sumthing so magical…Sumthing which cud b easily transformed from a basket ball court 2 a badminton court…from n assembly ground 2 a mini auditorium….from r ‘value education’ classroom 2 d place wer v actually played kabaddi n kho-kho…
My school is d place wer I’ve spent d maximum span of my life as of nw….13 years 2 b specific; of my entire life of 18 yrz…..It gv me knowledge…gv me frenz …tapped my talent every now n then….reproached wen I was mistaken…awarded me wen I deserved it…gave me d best moments of my life…It was nothing short of a ‘paradise’ 4 me….
And, now I hear….dat this alma-mater… …who has given me d most valuable gift in life….who has made me wat I am 2day…who, I’m indebted 2…has been RELOCATED…! To a much better place….stretched over a vast expanse of land….wid sprawling staircases…and air-conditioned class-rooms…wid an enormous library….n a well contained sports room…wid a separate, well-furnished auditorium...And most of all…..a PLAYGROUND….A massive stretch of land wid almost every facility…A SEPARATE basket-ball n badminton court….additionally coupled wid a swimming pool n a tennis court…..A dream come true 4 all d existing students but a HEART-SHATTERING news 4 all of us…ex-students…..
I can rightly picture my ‘original’ school in d days 2 come…..With patches of moss grown all over…it’ll soon give d picture of a deserted building….A place which eternally housed d echoes of all d kiddos n young students will lie barren without any sign of life now….A building which will finally b sold off 2 some other customer…. N either house new people….or may b shattered in2 pieces 2 construct a new sky-scraper…
For me its nothing but a ‘paradise lost’……. June 04 Deliberate Damage or Destiny's Desire??
It was barely a month after d demise of BJP General Secretary Mr.Pramod Mahajan n then…the whole nation, especially Mumbai saw his only son Rahul battling for life in Delhi’s Apollo Hospital and his own personal Secy. Vivek Moitra; DEAD The news spread like wild fire across all the news channels. People saw reporters swarming around d hospital wid mics and cameras struggling to get every bit of information. Investigations by the police n efforts put in by d reporters revealed a late night party which was being held by Rahul n Vivek Moitra at d Safdarjung Rd. residence of the Late. Mr. Pramod Mahajan. Der was wine, der was dine and hold ur breath….there was poison…or was der not? Was it an overdose of lethal drugs or was it a deliberate attempt of MURDER?? V still remain partially UNAWARE bout d sequence of events dat took place in dat ill-fated house…..neways…it most certainly killed 1 and yeah, it almost killed d other…
It is assumed dat d Mahajan resi. housed around 4 men other than d inmates on d fateful nite. Helpers in d house declined 2 have EVER seen d 4 frenz who had supposedly been invited 2 d party by d deceased…WHO WERE THEY??……..1 of them had left prematurely b4 d party actually ended……Y?? After d consumption of champagne (supposedly, mixed wid sum ‘white’ powder…..Was it cocaine? Was it heroine or was it simply…POISON??) , Vivek dies n Rahul collapses….nuthin happens to any of d 4 frenz…HOW?? (Hmmm…..Quite fishy!)Immediately, d servants rush d duo 2 d Apollo Hospital….vivek already lifeless...THE 4 FRENZ HAVE DISAPPEARED…WHERE?? A packet of ‘White’ powder was found stuffed in2 1 of Rahul’s back pockets….WHAT WAS IT?? Rahul struggles for life in d I.C.U of Apollo hosp. on an invasive ventilator support…His condition is described as ‘critical but stable’…Family n frenz rush frm Mumbai 2 b by his side…But d 4 ‘Frenz’ are still missing….Police still continues 2 investigate…Strange revelations r made….. Ø Vivek Moitra invited d 4 frenz… Ø Apparently, a lot of champagne was consumed by all present… Ø Residue of sum ‘white’ powder found in d champagne glasses… (Hey, dnt u think this ‘white’ pwd is creating a lot of nuisance??) Ø Moitra n Mahajan puke after d consumption n fall ill…. Ø Police claims dat a lot of evidence has been tampered wid…
Rahul’s condition is described (by d hosp.) as stable with B.P. , blood sugar et al coming back steadily 2 normal…Vivek’s body is sent 4 post-mortem 2 AIIMS…..The case becomes increasingly intriguing…
Later in d evening d Delhi police r rewarded wid a surprise…3 out of d 4 suspects -cum - ‘frenz’ surrender 2 d police…They admit der was ‘cocaine’ being dun…. (Well, dats wat d disturbing ‘white’ pwd was; apparently…) But, they deny being involved wid Mahajan or evn wid Moitra...Infact, they evn refuse 2 hvng dun cocaine…Police finally get d missing link…Sahil Zaroo… regular ‘drug peddler’!
Investigations still continue…Next morning…Sahil, along wid his lawyer tracked down in Srinagar…HELL, WAT WAS HE DOIN DER??Y SRINAGAR, OF ALL D PLACES?? Claims 2 b completely innocent n infact, a victim of d circumstances…Contacts d media 1st n den d police…Ultimately surrenders ...(Claims dat he wants 2 help d police investigate….hey, dats sounds so so suspicious!) Police files a case for ‘drug abuse’ under sum damn ‘narcotics act’... …Moitra’s post-mortem report shws traces of sum sort of poison while Rahul is givn a clean chit….. Munde demands 4 ‘attempt to murder’ angle being probed….
Meanwhile, Rahul’s condition improves dramatically….he’s finally removed frm d ventilator support n gains partial consciousness et al……Not fit 2 give statements 2 d police as yet…Perhaps, his views may change d whole scenario or may b he’ll plead guilty
Unfortunately, d mystery behind the whole tragic incident still remains unraveled...the questions still remain unanswered… Was it a conspiracy? Or was it an accident? Was it a well constructed move or was it an inadvertent catastrophe?? Well, well, well doesn’t it sound like one of d perfect Agatha Christie mysteries?? Lets wait n watch
p.s: Whew!......I’m awfully sleepy…Guess my entry made sum sense or was I jus pickin d facts frm d media?? Neways…pour ur heart out…Comments r ‘most wanted’!! June 03 Nature's fury or Infuriating BMC??
The rains had barely made an entry in Mumbai on May 31st this year n soon after a tremendous downpour dat day; Mumbai was steadily heading towards another mini 26th July! Water logging in almost whole of the western suburbs affected the traffic, slowing it down till it finally came to a halt in many places…local trains got endlessly delayed as a result of water logging on d tracks…..also in an area called virar 2 people died because of electrocution as a result of a live wire coming in contact with d water accumulated. Cause: Delay in work by the BMC. Excuse: Rains arrived a week earlier! (Well…cud they have dun magic in those 7 days?) Reality: Lack of workers and a total absence of sophisticated machinery which would definitely ease n speed up our BMC worker’s impending task…
Even after being constantly under a close scrutiny of d media and also, inspite of being incessantly criticized 2 d core by d janata of Mumbai……our BMC officials still choose to b more and more complacent about the whole issue. Perhaps they have actually got immune to d criticism!
The other day I saw (on TV) some BMC employees on a mission to clean the Mithi River .Oh, wat a scene it was! 2-3 men (they were supposed to clean d whole river) were working under horrific working circumstances…Let me describe d scene to u…… “It was afternoon, d 3 men, under d scorching sun and in d sweltering heat were almost waist deep in the river water…mind u, without any sort of protection for their body...they were totally bare except for a pair of shorts in the polluted, grubby, filthy water of the river..And most of all…d entire work was to b carried out manually….without the aid of pumps to drain out the filth or any other sort of machinery.”
Well, how does the BMC expect in its wildest nightmares to complete the task before the monsoons if such is the plight of the workers?
Another major task which the BMC undertakes after every year’s rainfall and more so after the deluge on 26th July last year is the 'cleaning' up of the main drains…Now the way the BMC plans to handle this tricky situation is basically by tricking the people….Well, how is this done? The BMC officials send their employees to those sites which are being regularly monitored by the media... The other areas which are unobtrusive are left to the mercy of the Rain Gods! And the predicament of d workers is no different here…they actually have to climb down an extensive stretch of the gutters without any protection or even a simple mask...with the aid of a rope and try 2 clean the filth accumulated there. (It’s scary to even think of d series of events which might follow if the rope just…snaps.)
The scenario repeats itself wen the BMC tries to impress the public by Concretization of Roads. This arena is considered to be the BMC’s speciality...basically they are veterans in digging the roads n planting a warning sign at every second step 1 takes saying ‘inconvenience caused is highly regretted…please bear with us’. Round the year, the BMC tries to deceive the janata of Mumbai by creating an atmosphere as though the officials are really considerate about the plight of Mumbaikars…Well; they have succeeded in repairing some of the roads…after rigorous efforts 4 more than half the year!
When will the BMC wake up? When will the commissioner, Mr. Johnny Joseph take the reins of the corporation into his own hands? When will Mumbai wake up to a pleasant and safe monsoon free of water logging and choked drains? When will we Mumbaikars finally say a word or two of praise for the BMC officials? Aren’t the officials starving for some sort of applause from the Mumbai public? When will we see the BMC completing all their impending projects before (or atleast) on the deadline?
Well, lets dream of a flood-free Mumbai…atleast in the years to come…Lets hope that all the prayers of Mumbaikars succeed in pleasing the Rain Gods atleast if not driving some sense into the heads of the BMC officials!!!
An Experiment Wid Life...Blogging!
Am I really 2 late 2 start a blog? Well, I agree dat it became a craze 2 have 1s own space online quite a LONG time ago and dat it was considered to b d most ‘in’ n d coolest thing… but even then I wasn’t caught by d so called ‘Bloggomania’...Perhaps, i was busy or simply 2 LAZY 2 sit in front of my PC n upload things.(Man, I’m alrdy realsing dat it reqires a LOT of patience…..!!
To be very honest, kinda trying 2 engage myself doing something constructive… and not really perch myself on my ‘oh so comfy’ couch and stare at d ceiling imagining it to be a piece of d endless ‘forget- me- not’ blue sky…and finally…drift away into …a deep deep slumber….!!
. Well, this has kinda become my daily routine with my college being shut for nearly a month now n me left wid nothing productive to do….
Its not that I hvnt tried doing stuff…I read a couple of books…watched tv…surfed d net…saw a couple of movies... Did a lot of ‘talking n listening’ n also tried my hand at cooking!!(which actually turned out 2 b …hold ur breath…pretty gud!)
But there is a moment in time when 1 feels dat all d sources of distractions have exhausted…there are instances wen 1 stands clueless as to wat next has to b done in life. When there is a gloomy cloud of confusion hanging right ovr ur head, 1 doesnt have any place under the sun to hide away from it….It chases you wherever u hide n challenges u rite inside the veil underneath which u feel ur so obscure...
Its a segment of life which every individual on the terra- firma undergoes so so many times…It mayb at different interludes in life. It may range from getting bored stiff in ur house on a sunday …making a choice of ur career…breaking up wid sumone beloved…at the beginning of a new job….wen ur fired….losing a near n dear one…..or even wen ur faced by a stinging rebuke via ur own mother..
At all these occasions wen u feel tormented with questions without definite solutions….wen u can’t decide which is d ideal way to fit in the jigsaw puzzle….wen u find urself entangled in the arms of a strapping vine…wen u feel dat derz only vacuum around…wen u feel dat d entire wrld is closing in on u…..dnt fret n fume….dnt try to escape from d circumstances…Instead, accept d challenge which destiny throws at u every now and then. Struggle through life’s queer twists and turns wid a ‘never say die’ attitude…until u ultimately arrive at the destination which has been specially created just for u.
Always remember, the skeleton key to every lock lies right within u..
p.s: Perhaps my entry doesn't really make sense....Anyway i dnt care
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