Friday, 29 May 2009

Lost on the road

As the title suggests this post has got nothing, absolutely nothing to do with being lost on the road. I couldn't think of a better one, so this.

As we were on our way to the office today in the morning, on a highway I saw a man standing in the middle of the road wanting to cross the road but nevertheless confused with the oncoming high speed cars, bikes, buses, cycles (for the driver of the cycle he is at high speed atleast) etc... The driver of our car slowed down as he approached the stranded man and let him cross the road safely. Having seen the man stranded in the middle of the road with high traffic I was forced to smile at having recalled the day when I was similarly stranded at a red light which had suddenly turned green and i was stuck in the middle of the road with high speeding vehicles from all sides.

It happened when I was in college. Near to my college there was a bus stop and further across the road was a temple. To reach the temple I'd to get down @ the bus and cross the road via a red light which was at the crossroads. Just as I was crossing the road the red light did not show any sympathy towards me and turned green. I panicked. Not because I was in the exact middle of the road but because on one side there was a truck and on the other a bus and forget about all the other vehicles zooming past me. I shut my eyes tightly for a second or so standing there. I don't know what overcame me but then I opened my eyes and began to think rationally. I tried to dodge the cars and buses and the trucks and finally heaving a sigh of relief reached on the other side of the road. whew! I must tell you guys it was a horrible nightmare sort of thing. I let out a very loud breath thru my mouth as if that was the reason I was holed up in the mid of the road and at the same time I thanked the God overlooking me.

And at that point of time I also remembered another incident which had happened to me back in Kerala while I was in school. I happened to be going somewhere but I dont remember where. So, I got down from this bus and had meant to cross the road when another bus came across the bend without any notice (read horn) and I had to jump back from the road. Had I not jumped back I would surely have become a poster. The conductor of the bus let out a loud whistle and said back to me "have u told at home that u wont be returning back today". I felt annoyed by the comment but at the same time I felt a smile of pain cross my lips as the depth of what he had said crossed my mind. Since then I have narrated this incident a lot of times to whole lot of people at a whole lot of situations and to whoever is ready to listen coz I still feel it as fresh in my mind and that if I dont tell people I will be at fault. And I feel a pang of guilt even today for having given that creature an opportunity to say those kind of words to me.

You never know when where who what how any incident may hurt you. Not physically but mentally.

Have a safe day. And thanks for reading this post.

Friday, 22 May 2009

Right angle of photography! - part 1

The right angle while clicking photographs can make all the difference! Don't believe. scroll and have a look...

Twinkle Twinkle little star

This is the full version of the nursery rhyme which is the most remembered one by any adult.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky!

When the blazing sun is gone,

When he nothing shines upon,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveller in the dark,

Thanks you for your tiny spark,

He could not see which way to go,

If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,

And often through my curtains peep,

For you never shut your eye,

Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark,

Lights the traveller in the dark,-

Though I know not what you are,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

Wednesday, 13 May 2009

Murphology - Personalized

When you need company for lunch no one will be able to give you the same.

And when you want to be left all alone during lunch time with only your favorite book and both your legs comfortably seated on the opposite chair, someone or the other will find that the only seat empty in the whole of the cafeteria is the one on which your legs are comfortably rested.

Wednesday, 6 May 2009

Insane while Sane

Lack of sleep and the bite of mosquitoes are so overwhelming that they can cause any sane person to go insane. I am an advocate by profession and one of these days I was working on some agreements and contracts in my professional life. It is said that whatever you do in the course of the day provides the source of what you dream in the sub-conscious stage which is known as dreams.

One fine night I was safely lodged in my bed of comfort and lost in sleep (I won’t say dreams coz there were no dreams at that time), when suddenly there is darkness everywhere (I know its night and there is supposed to be darkness but in this case the inverter technology was being used and the inverter had died down after the electricity had been cut-off for 2 hrs). And so there was darkness and the whole household was rendered without fan or light (light would have not served any purpose at that time but fan would have). And so there was darkness and no electricity and then there came this horrible species of mosquitoes that take the pleasure of buzzing around you and sucking out your blood unless you raise your tail and ward them off. Of course a world without these mosquitoes would have been heaven for people like us who constantly live in the danger of being bitten by mosquitoes and catching some unpronounceable disease. So the coming of mosquitoes was directly proportional in the going away of my sweet sleep. The larger the number of mosquitoes, the greater the amount of sleep I was losing.

In that tragic time, anyone would have lost his sleep, even a person after a hard day’s work. But I, I did not lose my cool and tried to solve the situation ASAP. I proposed an agreement. An agreement with the team leader of the mosquitoes that they will forget that I am a human containing sweet blood and it is their duty to trouble me and in return for their this consideration me and my family will not attack them with any mosquito repellants or any other device used for squatting mosquitoes including our own hands. The TL in consultation with his colleagues reluctantly agreed to my terms and conditions. Oblivious to the fact that I was being tampered with by these cold blooded mosquitoes, my family was having a sound sleep. So I did not bother to wake them up and signed the agreement in my own capacity but not without one further condition from the TL. And that was to sign the damned agreement with MY own blood. The TL had surely got me in his claws. I had never shed my own blood with my own hands except for at the time when we had founded the secret seven society in school and had required the seven members to swear by their own blood that they will not reveal their identity come what may (as if I remember as to who I used to be. Maybe Janet or even Peter or was I George?). Nevertheless, to escape the wrath of the blood sucking mosquitoes I had to do what they wanted. I had to give in to their request of signing with my blood. But there was a catch. Being a lawyer I could not leave them with such an easy agreement. Sure enough I asked them as to whose blood are they going to shed in order to sign the same agreement. The TL started laughing. I could not fathom the joke at first because the sleep ridden brain was failing to respond properly to any event. But slowly things came into a clear picture and I understood. These stupid mosquitoes had been sucking my blood for so long that whoever did the signatures it was my blood that would be shed ultimately.

Well, all said and done, we had entered into a Gentleman’s promise. But then gentleman’s promise is only for gentleman and not for gentle ladies and hard stinged mosquitoes. As soon as the agreement was signed by my blood from both the sides and the mosquitoes having had their fill of my offering began their attack in full force. I appealed to their TL but he shrugged and showed his helplessness by saying that his colleagues do not obey him any longer after having signed any agreement with the opposite party. They do as they wish and it is beyond his capacity to stop them. But he gave me one solution. That their manager can stop these mosquitoes from misbehaving. But the whereabouts of the manager was unknown at this point of time as he was hard at work on another subject and to reach him and bring him here would take another day. I had first thought that I will take the risk of waiting for the manager but then something else clicked and I was forced to consider the fact that the manager wouldn’t be coming alone. He will be coming with a hoard of other employees and that if the manager’s orders fell on deaf ears I would surely be a gone case than I was at this time.

So I decided to let the mosquitoes take their own course of action and I took my own. I shook my head like a dog does after having taken a water splash and got ready to beat the pulp out of these damned mosquitoes that have no respect for words given to a fellow living being. Having already lost my sleep I took it upon myself to get rid of these mosquitoes but they were outnumbering me by the second and at last I had to give in to their demands of blood till the time the electricity was restored back in our sweet home.