Lagta hai jaisey key kal ki baat ho…
Kaash is haseen shaam ki kabhi na raat ho…
Enigma key woh Monday aur Thursday key happy hour…
Gokul ki tapri pe wo chai aur biscuit ki bahaar…
College ke bahar ka vada paav aur mysore masala…
Juhu Beach ki paav bhaaji aur uspey wo baraf ka gola…
Mithibai canteen ki wo poori-bhaaji sasti…
6 MM ki chhat pey wo night long masti…
Beach key Parantha house key wo unlimited paranthey…
Quad ke jammin sessions and wo raat-raat bhar ki baatein…
B’day ki party me wo padosiyon ka chillaana…
Summers me wo Essar ka khoon choos ke aana…
Chandan ki wo 40 rs ki sabsey aagey ki filmy…
Subah ke 5 bajey key wo Parle station ka pohey…
Raat ke 3 bajey sey wo bhurji paav ka rule…
Mocha ka wo flavoured hukka, vertigo aur shakes iced cool…
Asiad aur harish ki wo bindaas daaru partiyan…
Samudra ke kinarey wo guitar sessions ki mastiyan…
Freshers aur farewell ki wo rocking parties…
Part time ke batch ki wo cute si hotties…
Last bus pakadney ki wo har baar ki jid…
Aur last bus chudwaney ki wo doston ki safal koshish…
Goa ki wo trip aur wo banana ride ka bahana…
Hacienda ke bahar wo bada kaand ho jaana…
Library me baith key Counterstrike ki daily jung…
Class me kisi ko zzzzero-zzzzzero kehkey karna tang…
Exams key wo fundey aur night long preparation…
CV tak shortlist na honey ka placements mey frustration…
Cricket ke finals me FBM walo ko haranaa…
Aakhri college ki raat pe kisi ka wo cosco ball pe kuch likh ke de jaana…
Bina kisi baat pe wo kisi ki lena har dam…
Movie sharing aur (Lost!) downloading me rehna hamesha No. 1…
Convo ke din pey wo saath me foto khichwana…
Aur fir sabko jaatey dekhkey apney aansoo-o ko chipana…
Kehtey hai samay kisi ke liye nahi rukta…
To wo in yaadon ko bhi apney saath kyu nahi le jaata...
Koshish to sabki hai ki hamesha acchey rahey halaaat…
Par kaash is haseen sham ki kabhi na hoti raat…
Kaash ye kal ki baat rehti merey har-din ki baat…
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
And I felt like crying...
Suddenly I woke up…
Feeling strange uneasiness in my head…
“What the hell? Why so early?” That’s what my eyes shouted at me…"ru nuts it’s weekend for god’s sake!"
I didn’t listen to them and turned around and checked the time …it was 8 AM…
Something’s wrong…terribly wrong…
I didn’t even have any drinks last night…something’s wrong…am sure it is…
I stood up in bed…Strange…Violent…Unpleasant thoughts running through my mind…
The sight of that poor kid asking for “cutting” outside NM…sight of my late grandfather and grandmother on the burning pier…sight of my mom after that episode…sight of me reading that letter from papa…
Shit Shit…something’s gone wrong…terribly wrong…
What time is it in India? It’s 8 here…so 5:30 PM…
Is everything fine at home?? Oh no God…pls I can’t take this right now…
With trembling hands, I dialed India Airtel number…
“Welcome to Airtel…For calling within India… ” I cut the auto-message short and dialed Papa’s number….
Ring 1…Ring 2…Ring 3…common papa pick up…please…
“Hello”
“Ha papa”
“Ha bhai bolo…aaj bada jaldi uth gaye?”
“Bas aise hi…”
“Ya soye hi nahi ab tak…ha ha ha”
“Nahi nahi…achha sab theek hai ghar pey?”
“Ha bilkul kyu kya hua?”
“Nahi aise hi…didi kaisi hai?”
“Sab sahi…ab 10 min pehley baat ho rahi thi…mummy tumhari shuru hai…full form me hai…”
“Ok mai call karta hoon baad mey…”
“Theek hai so jao”
“Ok bye..”
“Bye…”
Cut…
Wooh…thank god…but then why this feeling? God it’s killing me…
My friends? All are fine? I guess someone was supposed to travel today…Oh shit…
“Welcome to Airtel…For calling within India… ” I dialed him…
Ring 1… Ring 2...everyone's gonna pick up late today...
“Hello…movie me hoon yaar baad me karta hoon…”
“Arey sun…wo dono Bombay aa raha they? Pahuchey?”
“Ha saath me hai…aur wo bhi hai…bahar nikalkey phone karegi bol rahi hai…saarey saath me hai aaj sharmaji…tumko chod key…”
“Chal theek hai…bye”
Ok now what…the feeling is still there…maybe some water would help….
I ran down the stairs…and drank 2 glasses…still no help…
Everyone’s fine at home…friends are also fine…still…something’s very very wrong…
E-mail…maybe someone has mailed something…Yes yes…
I ran up again…and opened the laptop…
0 new messages…
Oh common…what is it? I peeped into other rooms…everyone’s sleeping like a baby…
I dare not wake them up…it’s weekend after all (I shud have listened to my eyes)
Still what is it? This is the first time am feeling like this…something’s got to be wrong…
News…yes…check news…might be some plane crash…earthquake…or terrorist attack…
No no…please not again…Shit shit…
R E D I F F . C O M
Internet Explorer cannot display the webpage
Oh no…now what’s this…what happened to the Internet…
The WI-FI switch is off…I faintly remember doing that last night…can’t recall the reason though…
On…Wireless Network is now connected…
Ok now common…quick…
R E D I F F . C O M
The upload bar started to show some activity...Quite slow then normal though…
10%.
50%.....
80%........
And the page opened…
And I read the headline on it…
And there was the reason for the uneasiness…
And there was the reason for my chaotic mind…
And there was the line I never wanted to read…
“Sachin announces retirement in Mumbai”
And I felt like crying…
Feeling strange uneasiness in my head…
“What the hell? Why so early?” That’s what my eyes shouted at me…"ru nuts it’s weekend for god’s sake!"
I didn’t listen to them and turned around and checked the time …it was 8 AM…
Something’s wrong…terribly wrong…
I didn’t even have any drinks last night…something’s wrong…am sure it is…
I stood up in bed…Strange…Violent…Unpleasant thoughts running through my mind…
The sight of that poor kid asking for “cutting” outside NM…sight of my late grandfather and grandmother on the burning pier…sight of my mom after that episode…sight of me reading that letter from papa…
Shit Shit…something’s gone wrong…terribly wrong…
What time is it in India? It’s 8 here…so 5:30 PM…
Is everything fine at home?? Oh no God…pls I can’t take this right now…
With trembling hands, I dialed India Airtel number…
“Welcome to Airtel…For calling within India… ” I cut the auto-message short and dialed Papa’s number….
Ring 1…Ring 2…Ring 3…common papa pick up…please…
“Hello”
“Ha papa”
“Ha bhai bolo…aaj bada jaldi uth gaye?”
“Bas aise hi…”
“Ya soye hi nahi ab tak…ha ha ha”
“Nahi nahi…achha sab theek hai ghar pey?”
“Ha bilkul kyu kya hua?”
“Nahi aise hi…didi kaisi hai?”
“Sab sahi…ab 10 min pehley baat ho rahi thi…mummy tumhari shuru hai…full form me hai…”
“Ok mai call karta hoon baad mey…”
“Theek hai so jao”
“Ok bye..”
“Bye…”
Cut…
Wooh…thank god…but then why this feeling? God it’s killing me…
My friends? All are fine? I guess someone was supposed to travel today…Oh shit…
“Welcome to Airtel…For calling within India… ” I dialed him…
Ring 1… Ring 2...everyone's gonna pick up late today...
“Hello…movie me hoon yaar baad me karta hoon…”
“Arey sun…wo dono Bombay aa raha they? Pahuchey?”
“Ha saath me hai…aur wo bhi hai…bahar nikalkey phone karegi bol rahi hai…saarey saath me hai aaj sharmaji…tumko chod key…”
“Chal theek hai…bye”
Ok now what…the feeling is still there…maybe some water would help….
I ran down the stairs…and drank 2 glasses…still no help…
Everyone’s fine at home…friends are also fine…still…something’s very very wrong…
E-mail…maybe someone has mailed something…Yes yes…
I ran up again…and opened the laptop…
0 new messages…
Oh common…what is it? I peeped into other rooms…everyone’s sleeping like a baby…
I dare not wake them up…it’s weekend after all (I shud have listened to my eyes)
Still what is it? This is the first time am feeling like this…something’s got to be wrong…
News…yes…check news…might be some plane crash…earthquake…or terrorist attack…
No no…please not again…Shit shit…
R E D I F F . C O M
Internet Explorer cannot display the webpage
Oh no…now what’s this…what happened to the Internet…
The WI-FI switch is off…I faintly remember doing that last night…can’t recall the reason though…
On…Wireless Network is now connected…
Ok now common…quick…
R E D I F F . C O M
The upload bar started to show some activity...Quite slow then normal though…
10%.
50%.....
80%........
And the page opened…
And I read the headline on it…
And there was the reason for the uneasiness…
And there was the reason for my chaotic mind…
And there was the line I never wanted to read…
“Sachin announces retirement in Mumbai”
And I felt like crying…
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