K World

Yeah, been bit busy with life. Went to Hyderabad for few days. Came back to Madaras and had to attend cousin’s wedding. So, obvious result is loads to blog and no computer. Well, will start with one of the never-ending saga of weird stories that happen in my life.

Going to the Scene …

Sunday, Dec 03, 2006 8.35 PM @ Hyderabad Airport

I went to Hyderabad after long time. ** almost 9 months ** Dint meet my close buds in that time. So, I wanted to spend as much time as possible with them. So, I was trying to squeeze out much time. Result is that I reached airport just 20 minutes before take off. As per rules, issue of boarding pass will be stopped before 15 minutes. A guy was waiting outside and was hurrying every passenger of Paramount airways. (Even, I heard that name for the first time, so lite !!) Anyways .. I took my boarding pass thinking that I must be the last idiot to take boarding pass. Just 2 minutes later, I saw my team mate entering for security check. Well, yeah, I’m not the last !!!

Sunday, Dec 03, 2006 8.45 PM @ Hyderabad Airport

My team mate was intelligent enough to choose seat number online itself. But, I wasn’t. I entered flight with an innocent face which I try to carry every where I reached my seat and kept my hand luggage in the space over my head. I was looking forward for the person to come who will be sitting in the seat next to me. One pretty chick came there and she was looking at my next seat. The very thought in my mind was … “Man!!!! How can this happen ??? I never get pretty babes to sit next to me. Woot !!! This travel is going to be great !!!!” After few seconds, My mind came to normal disappointed state when I saw that chick sitting in my back seat. Argh !!!! Yes, this never happens with me. Then, a lungi guy came next to me. And I started praying .. Not him .. not him … !! Well, you know my luck. There was enough space in the luggage compartment next to my bag to keep his plastic cover. But, the great Madarasi just pushed by bag and kept his cover in that place. Wow!! How come these guys get those ideas ???

Well, this is not everything. Real story starts now. Like a descent passenger, he switched his BOTH mobiles off. When the flight is on the runway, air-hostess came to us offering chocolates. I took one chocolate and was looking at that pretty chick. This lungi guy took around 15-20 chocolates when it was my turn to stare at him and that air-hostess joined me in a very short weird look at that guy. He kept all those chocolates in his pocket and I started thinking about how pathetic this travel is going to be ..

Sunday, Dec 03, 2006 9.10 PM @ Somewhere in Air

After take off, we got our dinner. Quantity was very less. But, I took much time to have it coz that lungi guy was making weird sounds while eating. All of a sudden, I heard sound of spoons falling down. Well, his spoon was in his hand only. But, I couldn’t see his knife and fork. He moved quickly before that sound. After 2 minutes, he kept a cover with fork and knife in the pouch !!!! I couldn’t believe that a guy who is sitting in Business class of a flight stealing knife and fork !!!!! Well, he looked at me as if nothing happened. I was counting seconds .. !! I want that journey to end as fast as possible. And I wanted to take photo of that guy !!!

Sunday, Dec 03, 2006 9.45 PM @ Madaras Airport

Well, it was the time. Flight landed at Madaras and I wanted to make sure that he had stolen knife and fork. I took my bag and started monitoring his movements. He took his plastic bag down and kept it on the seat and he took the small cover with fork and knife from the pouch and he just slipped that small cover in to his big plastic bag. Man, that was professional !!! He had NO guilt in his face !!! They way he kept them in the pouch tells that he dint do that coz of his ignorance. God !!! Enough spice in my life. I don’t want to see any of those type.

I ran to my team mate as soon as I got down from the flight. After I told this story to him, it was his turn to take a weird look at that guy.

Friday, as usual, my friends started for home(Tirupati) which is three and half hours away from Madaras. I started from the place I stay in Madaras. I went outside in a very different mood. I was humming some song and was looking for auto. Finally, I found one guy and I asked him whats the fare to Central Bus Stand. He couldn’t understand whether I’ve to go to Central (Railway Station) or Bus Stand. I told him Bus stand and he was not ready to go there. Found another guy .. who demanded 100 bucks for *insert less than symbol here* 60 buck fare (Here, I wanted to type less than symbol. But, there is a bug in blogger beta, which is actually removing all the words after 60 if I type that. Being a very good guy, I’ve just reported blogger guys. Dunno, when they will fix the bug). And my humming mood was gone and economy mode of my brain started working. I asked for 70 bucks and he accepted for 80. Its high, even then .. couldn’t do anything

Well, Nothing was close up to now. Yea yeah, I’ve habit of typing some stupid stuff before coming to the topic. Can’t help it. Its some contagious disease I got from bollywood movies. I met my friends there at Bus Stand and we had to choose very uncomfortable Tamil Nadu buses (seats suck in them, especially for a tall guy like me) As we entered bus, there were many seats empty. We wanted to take some seat in middle to be safe from jerks the bus give. There were 3 girls sitting on on 3rd row and as I don’t want to go to back, I told my friends that we will take 4th row, but, one of my friends wanted to sit in 5th row. As it doesn’t make any difference we went for the 5th row.

Yeah, I know nothing is close up to now. Common, you need some patience !!! Then .. after chatting for few hours, we tried to sleep (as it was already 1.00 AM) The bus was pretty uncomfortable. But, friends are very close. They adjusted some how, I kept my head on one guy and legs on another guy. At around 2.15 AM. I heard one word very loud “PORIKKI” (Yeah, double K, not the Telugu flick. Its Tamil word to *praise* people who does indecent things. One of those girls in 3rd was shouting at the guy who was sitting in 4th row. She was blaming him that that guy is .. using his hand to do something bad !!! All of us were shocked !!! And the *most-shocking* thing was .. even that guy was shocked !!! He don’t know when he did that. Conductor came and he started bashing that guy and left after giving him enough. She happy went into deep sleep back again. This guy was shocked and was very upset. It must be the cool breeze which made her think like that. One can’t even keep a finger through the gap there. I wonder how this guy can keep hand !!!

If that guy was really doing that, he deserve the bashing. Otherwise, THANK GOD !! We were not sitting there. That was close !!! It was really a very good decision to leave that row. Friends, when ever you are travelling in a bus, and if you have chance, try to avoid sitting behind girls. Its really dangerous for health People won’t even believe you. They will just think that girls never LIE !!! And guys never tell truth !!! (even though they are guys)

Well, now tell me, wasn’t it close ???

My day usually starts with 10-snoozes on my mobile phone. I kept my recursive alarm at 06.45 AM ** like a very good boy ** And everyday, before going to bed, I keep normal alarm at 07.00 AM and go to bed in between 01.00 - 02.00 AM. As soon as my mobile rings at 06.45, I make it dumb and change the 7′O clock alarm to 7.30 After that .. some snoozes for 9 min of length. And scolding my mobile for ringing and time for passing .. I manage to get up. And with 20-30 minutes I get ready. Then, I ll wait for my bud to come and pick me up and we start our long journey through the great Madaras City traffic and some how reach office by 9.30-9.45 ** Hope my HR is not reading this **

Today, the day was little unusual. I got ready in time. I was waiting for the regular miss-call from my bud. Its 9.15 and he dint call. So, I called him. He usually don’t pick the call ** which is a good sign, that he is riding his bike, which means he is on his way ** But, today he picked the call and gave me a shocking news that he wont be coming ** This guy is sick !!! Wait ! Not SICK sick, I meant normal sick sick !! **

You must be wondering that .. It happens everywhere .. what so special that it would happen only in India. Well, I’m coming to the topic. By looking at my new bike which is yet to get registered, feeling bad that I couldn’t take it, I started for office. I went to bus stop. Mean while, I asked couple of auto-walas and they demanded half my salary * of the day * as hire. And poor me, who couldn’t afford it, got into a bus which wasn’t as rushy as a typical Chennai bus. There were only 60-70 people inside it. All of a sudden, bus got full and became typical Chennai bus with around 90 people in it. Some stupid students .. started running for the bus as if its the only bus in Chennai. Couple trying to hang on the foot board along with 12 other guys. And couple even trying to hang to WINDOWS !!! I was enjoying the great sight of my great great ancestors trying to climb the windows of the bus as they climbed great trees. And some bad uncles got angry on my ancestors and started scolding them in Tamil ** which I understood only half and remaining half, obviously I created my own version ** One bad uncle became really bad and started pushing one monkey ancestor from the window !!! And he was shouting, if you fall down, your hand or leg will break and what will your parents do ?? ** Wow ! This guy is so concerned about those kids’ parents. But, why the hell is he trying to push that kid from moving bus ??? I couldn’t understand how that bad uncle can save that kid’s life by PUSHING him out of window of the moving bus ** Another semi-bad uncle got all serious and went to the foot board and started fighting with some guy who is NO WAY related to those monkey kids. ** Uhmm, that poor guy was trying to answer him that he is no way related to them, but this semi-bad uncle is not willing to listen to him. Same old story, I understood half and I created my own version of remaining ** Another very good uncle went seriously to the front and started fighting with CONDUCTOR !!!! ** God, what the hell is happening here. One guy is pushing a kid out of window and telling that he is trying to save his life. Another one fighting with someone else. Another one … trying to beat conductor AND one idiot (me) looking all confused ** Finally, I reached the destination after sometime. I never was so happy TO GO TO OFFICE !!! When I saw my office, I felt like getting closer to heaven.

Well, I’m sure that it happens only in Chennai. If not, atleast only in India !!! Man, I’m damn lazy to write about total day. Try to adjust with this. Thanks !!! If you cant adjust goto http://www.google.com and search for Chennai life there. Now, THANKS and BYE  !!!