Sunday, March 28, 2010

Smile

For no reason I want to smile today.
a mischievous one that too!
To look around and drink on the beauty around me...
to be the wide eyed kid in awe again.
I wish to run around,
in the wild... till I can run no further...
yes, I wish to go wild for no reason.

I long for the wide oceans...
to wet my feet and walk on sand,
to sway with the sea winds..
as if I have no power of my own...
to be as light as the sea foam,
and ride on the mighty waves.

To be the just out of shoots, green leaf
that trembles with every breeze,
to be as vulnerable as it once again..
to be as fresh as green as it.
Be the one, to face the rains,storms, and unknowns
and rise up in the sky with my tree.

Yes, I wish to be the sky...
the mighty blue, that changes color...
to lie down under it and be that kid again,
who imagines dragons of the clouds...
To watch it turn from blue to black,
and be its stars..
I want to be a star whose twinkle...
brings out the silly smile in you...
and whose fall, brings hope in you.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

A journey that got out of hands

It was a usual Pune-Mumbai rush. Where me and my parents succeeded in getting front row seats in Neeta Volvo. People kept on pouring in intervals and occupying there seats. With the usual drama of same seats being allocated to many. The travelers blamed cleaner and the cleaner blamed the tour operators and the tour operators blamed the weekend rush. Finally everybody was accommodated, the bus started two hours late.

The crowd was usual, a few software engineers, with their laptop bag, a few good-to-do families, and a bunch of students. But still there was a mild bickering at the back, where some travelers had to shift to the rear of bus as others claimed there seats. The bus moved on, an reached a halt to pick up some more travelers. But something else was waiting for us.

We reached at the halt a good two hours late. There were people standing there for two different buses, the one that started earlier then us and our bus. And more people were still pouring in. A guy and his friend got adamant that they will either go in our bus or we all will have to wait for the next bus. They were passengers from the previous bus. Others who were standing for the same bus also got adamant and got into the bus, travelers in the bus were sitting quietly and watching, occasionally asking the cleaner and driver why there was further delay and when the bus was going to move.

Both the guys finally managed to secure a seat for them in bus. The spirit of others outside the bus were lifted and they followed there example to get accommodated by standing in bus and not allowing it to move. By this time people already in bus were done with polite requests. And had started shouting. Few more minutes gone, the shouting turned into swearing. Some of the people who had got into bus went out seeing the angry outburst. But there was this lone guy and possibly his wife who refused to budge. Seeing that he had no intentions of getting out, some travelers reached him and gave him their piece of mind. Soon it turned into swearing again. A guy asked him-Did I say a work to you till now but to hold the bus for 2 hrs is not done you !@$@##$!!! Another older gentleman and his old lady took the liberty of pushing him. The driver was asked to start the bus with these guys. My dad also joined in and started shouting in spite of my telling him not to. All the educated people soon turned into a crowd and then mob. With people shouting from behind hit him! hit him! and those in front pushed the guy out of the moving bus. It was a scary scene to watch. The transformation of sane people into a mindless mob nearly trying to kill a guy and a girl. In all the shouting I tried to plead to the guy and his wife or whatever to get down else the mob will kill you. But well they both were in some other state of mind, probably on an ego trip by now.

Thankfully after the guy was nearly pushed out onto a moving vehicle outside, the girl got back to her senses and managed to get him out of the bus. The mob gradually turned into people and settled into there seats, calling up there relatives, chatting and laughing over the incident.

The two guys who had managed to secure there seats never came out in the entire journey, nor when the other poor guy was getting abused for trying to imitate them. And the best part this all was happening next to a huge police station.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Cat Person

Why the cat? Don't ask me.. I love cats. I can tolerate a dog.

Lots of my neighbors did have a dog and I did have a good repo with them. I remember once when I was standing on terrace of our building and musing over the hardships of life as a teen, something came and hugged me from the back :-O I was just short of falling off the terrace and ending my hardships!! The something turned out to be our dear neighbors bitch Tiffy. Man! she gave fright of my life. No wonder later on I always avoided petting Tiffy, fearing her enthusiastic ways of greeting me.

Cats are better, we had quite a few as pets. As our nearly in jungle quarter was infested with scorpions and snakes of all kinds. Cats have a very non-indulgent way of greeting. They just purr when you pass by to recognize your arrival. Licking and drooling is a strict no-no. Which I like the most. But my cat had some weird habits, the moment I sat anywhere in his vicinity, with lightening bolt agility he would jump into my lap, and refuse to get out any cost :-)

Maukie is definitely in fond remembrance of all our cats. I just wish that she had been a little smaller in size and could have actually run around the mouse... :-)