Tuesday, December 22, 2015

One Night @ ....



Venue : Shanti Guest House (in front of Railway station and almost a KM away from my home in Sector 4, Gurgaon) 
Time : somewhere around 4:00 AM
Temperature (one of the main characters of this story) : somewhere around 5 degrees Celcius

Me (Shivering) : Bhaiyya….
Man (closed eyes, tightly holding his blanket, in 90% sleep)  : what…??
Me (shivering) : Bhaiyya …….
Me (wait for 1 minute)
Me (pushing him) : Bhaiyya
Man (closed eyes, tightly holding his blanket, in 80% sleep) : Whattttttt???????
Me : Bhaiyya, room hai ?
Man (still eyes closed, still tightly holding his blanket) : ha…..   … a …  …n
Me (pushing him gently, guilty tone) : Room chahiye tha ….
Man (still eyes closed) : ha  ….. a … n …. Kitne aadmi…
Me : akela
Man (still eyes closed, why the hell are you waking me up face) : 800 lagega
Me (without any second thought) : Thik hai bhaiyya
Man (back in 100% sleep)
Me (desperate attempt to force the issue) : Gaadhi yahan khadi rehne doon??
Man (opens his eyes for a second, had the jet speed glance and quickly closes back)  : Gaadhi bhi hai ????
Me (with utmost guilt) : haannn
Man (still in half sleep) : ATM k saamne lagao …..
Me (quickly parks my car and comes back)
Man aka Hotel worker (finally out of his blanket but still in 50% sleep, with a register and pen in his hand): Name?
Me : Ankit Sharma
Hotel Worker : Address ?
Me : Ramganga Vihar , Moradabad (My hometown as I did not want to mention Gurgaon here…)
Hotel Worker : Phone number ?
Me : 8886462002
Hotel Worker : Car Number ?
Me :  UP 21 A ….  …………….. ……..(quickly had a car glance) AF…….7119
Hotel Worker : Give me your ID … Aadhar card … DL ..etc.
Me (takes out my Aadhar Card)
Hotel Worker : Is this address Sector 4 , Gurgaon ?
Me (what the hell) : ………….aaaa…….. I lived here sometime back ….
Hotel Worker (still in half sleep) : OK , take this aadhar card back in morning …
Me : %###$$@!
Hotel Worker : last column, Purpose of visit ?
Me : &^%$#$@###$^^*^%$###@@@@@#$%!%##@!#$%!@#%###@
Hotel Worker : Matlab Business k kaam se aaye ho …. Ya job k kaam se aaye ho ….matlab ….
Me (almost cutting him and trying to seem very confident) : haan haan business k kaam se
Hotel Worker (giving a key) : Room number 308
Me : Bhaiyya, room me kambal hai na …… ??
Hotel worker : #$%^@#$^$$###$ …….. Obviously …. Kambal TV table chair sab kuch hai ….
Me (in my mind) : This January ( January is the birthday month of me and my wife and also our engagement and marriage anniversary month, on the other hand also the coolest month of the year), I am going to gift some blankets to people sleeping out without proper homes.
And heartiest thanks to God, we have a home to go back every night in this chilly winter.


Venue : The Leela
Time : somewhere around 11:15 PM
Someone : OK bye guys , see you on Monday …
Someone : Ya, had great fun ….nice party man …really enjoyed ….
Vikram coming with a plate full of food and now started eating when half of them already left
Raghav (to me) : Bhai badiya dance karta hai yaar …..
Me (after 3 hours of non stop dance) : haan bhai tu bhi ……
Raghav ( to me ) : You are taking Vikram home, right? Thoda sa jyada pee hai usne…
Me : Ya ya, he lives half a KM from my home .. I will drop him …. And ya I have not drunk a drop. Ye jyada naatak to nahi karega na raste me …
Raghav : Arre nahi, acting kar raha hai sala
Me (to Yogesh) : Bhai ye Vikram thik hai na …
Yogesh : haan haan thik hai
My phone ringing …. Alpa (my wife) calling ….
Alpa (in peak anger) : Where the hell are you, why did not you pick my call in last one hour?
Me : May be loud music me pata nahi chala ….
Me (In a assuring tone) : I am leaving from here right now ……
Alpa (in half anger) : I am badly tired, I may sleep anytime. Don’t come home. Go to any of your friend’s place.
Me (casually) : acchaaww ….
(Phone cut)
The background (completely unknown to me) : Alpa had joined the gym today after gaining bitter fat post pregnancy. She went to Gym after her office and she had taken the pain killer after first day work out and was feeling really sleepy.
Me (to Raghav) : Yaar, leave me and Vikram till infinity towers. My car is parked there.
Raghav : Haan haan , ye ab khane betha hai jab sab chale gaye
In between
Vikram (In suroor, in feeble voice) : Ankitttt, tuuu mere ko drop kar raha hai na ….
Me : Haan bhai, bas tu jaldi se kha le…..
After 10 mins (Vikram finished eating)
Raghav (to me) : Chal bhai jaldi leke ise, ghar se phone aa rahe hai
We quickly went to Raghav’s car and both sat but Vikram not coming in …
Me : Kya hua bhai ?????
Vikram : Mera bag Yogesh ki car me hai…wo la raha hai
Raghav (to me) : thik hai bhai, wait kar lete hai
10 mins passed (no signs of Yogesh)
Me and Raghav (giving angry stares to each other)
5 mins more (Finally Yogesh is visible)
Vikram giving a warmest and slowest possible hug to Yogesh and Kunj
Me and Raghav (angrily staring at each other)
Vikram finally sits in car, we drive and stop within a minute.
Me : What the hell is this city man, 12 midnight in chilly winter on a broad road and still jammm
Me (to Raghav) : Yaar meri biwi to ghar pe aane ko hi mana kar rahi hai, let me call her.
Phone ringing ….. no one picks …
Me (casually) : Gussa hai shayad
Raghav (casually) : Ghar nahi jayenge to padhosi k ghar jayenge


Time : Around 12:30 AM
Venue : Below my home
Tringggggggggggggg tringg tring tringggggggggg
Tringg tringg tringg tringg tringg tringg tringg tringg bell continuously ringing …….blaaaaast
The bell gone off.
Phone continuously ringing  …….
One time, second,  third………..seventh …….
Oh fish, she has actually slept. So cold outside. Let’s get back to car. May be she will wake all of a sudden and see her phone and call me back.
Thank God, so warm inside. My shirt still a little wet with dance and body still warm. I think I can easily spend night in car. Anyways, she will sometime wake up, will see her mobile and will call me back.
Around an hour passed …..
I will really .. $##$#$$$#$$^%!#$%@#$%%%% her tomorrow. In fact, let me call her father right now …. ……..controoollllllllllll ……….Let me take out an extra sweater from my bag and wear it. Its not that warm now. Thank God, I kept an extra sweater. Let me wear back my shoes. Slept …..
Somewhere around 3:30 AM ..
Body shivering badly. Why all of a sudden is it feeling like Antartica ???? Hell hell what should I do ?
Lets call him, no he is married ….. lets call him, no he is also married ….., lets call Gaurav, he is a bachelor. Ringing ….. Gaurav …. Please lift call …. Oh its 3:30 …who will pick up…..Oh I also do not have my Driving License with me …hell … I saw that Police patrolling car while entering my street …. Let’s call Oyo…
Me : Can you tell me about any hotel near Gurgaon Railway Station?
Oyo person: Wait a min ….. We have a hotel near to Railway Station, when do you want to check in?
Me : Right now ….
Oyo person : Right now?
Me : Ya, right now …. Where is it exactly …. How far is it ?
Oyo person : The hotel is at …..%%%%%% ….. , just 10 KMs from railway station ….
Me : Is this your definition of near ????
Oyo person : There seems a hotel near bus stand ……
Me : Phone cut
Lets move towards Railway station ….its just 1 KM ……and there’s always a hotel near Railway Station. Also no one takes a vehicle as abnormal on Railway Road at any hour.


Venue : Shanti Guest House (in front of Railway station and almost a KM away from my home in Sector 4, Gurgaon) 
Time : somewhere around 4:00 AM
Temperature (one of the main characters of this story) : somewhere around 5 degrees Celcius

Me (Shivering) : Bhaiyya, please wake up….
Man (closed eyes, tightly holding his blanket, in 90% sleep)  : what…??
Me (shivering) : Bhaiyya …….
Me (wait for 1 minute)
Me (pushing him) : Bhaiyya
Man (closed eyes, tightly holding his blanket, in 80% sleep) : Whattttttt???????
Me : Bhaiyya, room hai ?
Man (still eyes closed, still tightly holding his blanket) : ha…..   … a …  …n
Me (pushing him gently, guilty tone) : Room chahiye tha ….
Man (still eyes closed) : ha  ….. a … n …. Kitne aadmi…
Me : akela
Man (still eyes closed, why the hell are you waking me up face) : 800 lagega
Me (without any second thought) : Thik hai bhaiyya
Man (back in 100% sleep)
Me (desperate attempt to force the issue) : Gadhi yahan khadi rehne doon??
Man (opens his eyes for a second, had the jet speed glance and quickly closes back)  : Gadhi bhi hai ????
Me (with utmost guilt) : haannn
Man (still in half sleep) : ATM k saamne lagao …..
Me (quickly parks my car and comes back)
Man aka Hotel worker (finally out of his blanket but still in 50% sleep, with a register and pen in his hand): Name?
Me : Ankit Sharma
Hotel Worker : Address ?
Me : Ramganga Vihar , Moradabad (My hometown as I did not want to mention Gurgaon here…)
 Hotel Worker : Phone number ?
Me : 8886462002
Hotel Worker : Car Number ?
Me :  UP 21 A ….  …………….. ……..(quickly had a car glance) AF…….7119
Hotel Worker : Give me your ID … Aadhar card … DL ..etc.
Me (takes out my Aadhar Card)
Hotel Worker : Is this address Sector 4 , Gurgaon ?
Me (what the hell) : ………….aaaa…….. I lived here sometime back ….
Hotel Worker (still in half sleep) : OK , take this aadhar card back in morning …
Me : %###$$@!
Hotel Worker : last column, Purpose of visit ?
Me : &^%$#$@###$^^*^%$###@@@@@#$%!%##@!#$%!@#%###@
Hotel Worker : Matlab Business k kaam se aaye ho …. Ya job k kaam se aaye ho ….matlab ….
Me (almost cutting him and trying to seem very confident) : haan haan business k kaam se
Hotel Worker (giving a key) : Room number 308
Me : Bhaiyya, room me kambal hai na …… ??
Hotel worker : #$%^@#$^$$###$ …….. Obviously …. Kambal TV table chair sab kuch hai ….
Me (in my mind) : This January ( January is the birthday month of me and my wife and also our engagement and marriage anniversary month, on the other hand also the coolest month of the year), I am going to gift some blankets to people sleeping out without proper homes.
And heartiest thanks to God, we have a home to go back every night in this chilly winter.
Me (with tightly wrapped blanket around me) (somewhere in subconscious mind) … my phone may get switched off anytime …… will see later …..

Time : 5 AM
Venue : Inside my home
Alpa wakes all of a sudden….. Oh Ankit …that stupid ….. he really did not come home …I will #$####$$$#%% him when he comes. Sees mobile …..calls back ….. phone switched off … Whatsapps me : you have become a spoilt brat.
Time : 8 AM
Why is his phone still switched off ??? He generally takes care of these things …. He should reply me as soon as he switches on his phone.
Whatsapps : I have already called your bosses. Your Monday is going to be real bad.
Time : 9:30 AM
A little panic in the air. Alpa starts calling his friends. Calls Harish Verma, one of the college batchmate and also working in IBM.
He takes out Mukul’s number somehow, calls Mukul and takes the roaster. Tracks Vikram, who was dropped by me in the end. Vikram starts searching on the streets of sector 4 and 5.
Time : 10:45 AM
A lot of panic in the air. Indus Admin team called. Alpa really scared …… badly crying. Everyone calling each other.

Venue : Shanti Guest House
6 AM …… me sleeping ….
8 AM ……. Me sleeping ….
10 AM …. Me sleeping…
Somewhere around 11:15 AM …. Seems its already noon time…lets wake up ….. mobile seems switched off…… Ohh Alpa may be calling me ….. she may have disturbed some people ….. TP on … mobile plugged in through data cable….
Somewhere around 11:30 AM…. Mobile switched on…..Anand Lakshamanan calling….. Ankitttt kaha hai???
Me (Why Anand is calling me??) : Haan hotel me hoon ghar k paas …raat ko wife ne gate nahi khola
Gaurav call in waiting …picked  …. Kaha ho ??? … me hotel me …lo Alpa se baat karo ….mujhe baat nahi karni us aurat se ….
Amrit call in waiting …… Ankit … are you fine??? Had you had a word with your wife ?? yes ….
Papa call in waiting … I am fine ….Sugata call in waiting …. Call in waiting ….call in waiting ….call in waiting …….yes I am safe ….i am fine ….haan ghar k paas hotel me hoon ….. gate nahi khola tha raat ko…..call in waiting ….. call in waiting ….. call in waiting…..


Saturday, January 17, 2009

My poems

LOVE


Love – a theory, oh no an undefined hypothesis
Still in arguments with no basis

A disorder infected through the organ for seeing we thank
And frames its prey as our body’s blood bank

Excited emotions that can not be bought or sold
So old, so cold, precious than gold

A determination to induce the loving one
By genuine deliberations instead of fiction

A wavering in proposing one’s own lover
But not in inflicting pain for one another

An anxiety to perceive her through the ear
Saying that “I love you my dear”

A religion having its own trends
Not a jest of making numerous girlfriends

A courage bestowing the lovers with immense potential
To strike Gibraltar or to become immortal

A craze to discard the selfish world
And remain in vigor only in each others heart

An inspiration to accomplish the whole earth
And present it on her date of birth

A candle having prolonged burn even after refusal
But never burns the pure relationships between a dual

A kin purely based on understanding and trust
It’s not the occupation of flirts

A sacrifice without any discrimination of closed ones
Even less if for the beloved, the lover leaves all the funs

A jealousy always found in hearts of love sharers
Even wrong if the lover talks to the life carers

A touch imparting the feel of some higher might
So close is someone but not at sight

A fear always indicating of some dangerous happening
If seed of love withers before ripening

A naught altogether not under our will
Talking in inanity as if mentally ill

A word possessing great passion
Beyond any alternating exception

A group of alphabets holding extreme strength
How contrasting-just four fashion out the universe’ length

It’s not an ordinary written sign in a lexicon
It guides a way that is never wrong

Although the life of lovers is resided on egg of knife
But for lovers, love is life and they love life







LIFE

Sixty meters height but may be the safest place to enter
Along with optimistic hopes, I was entering the mighty world trade centre

Were the hopes genuine of future, or was there an interrogation of or
Whatsoever the consequences I had to reach the fifty fifth floor

Where unexpectedly of the future peril the mental activities were as always on
Till the substantial structure trembled along with a dreadful tone

“The plane has crashed into us “, from up came the dying shout
In my whole body, the oxygenating fluid excited to effuse out

Nothing else was in front of us to reach the stairs
Till now the noxious gas jets had glutted the atmosphere

The right terrace collapsed, the ruined structures started making the mount
I fell, got up, ran, fell, got up, do not remember the count

Again the legs hindered, but excuse me this time someone was there
“Are you stupid, slumbering like this on the stairs?”

“Don’t you have the tongue?” Oh jolted! He was dead
The devil would ring my knell too, I could not be sad

Rushing, ascended several floor, here, there everywhere cries
Every heart grief stricken, but no brain had time to moisten the eyes

The death wasn’t to give up the chase; the mercury was on an increment
Now I can’t, now I can’t, the vicious wounds were proving them significant

Conclusively came the end of struggle and so adorning was the ground
The legs gave way, the eyes closed, the ears refused to perceive any sound

Ages passed and the black balls gazed through the black lined shutters
Julie and Alex were watching the ticking clock with the slightest of utters

Julie ran to doctor, tearful Alex inquired: “Are you fine?”
Paining like anything, what to show of the sign

“I will get well soon, there is nothing to scare”
Powerless to pat on his head, paralyzed? Not even there!

All the world is dustbin, all the humans are leech
I also belong to same species and now only I will teach

I will kill you and you will kill me and the homes will continue to burn
The cycle will keep on rounding; we will have to take out a turn







The story depicted in poem is purely imaginary. It has nothing to do with the original incident that occurred on 11th September, 2001. Julie is imagined to be the wife of imaginary author and Alex their son.






NATURE


The drops of water had pounded the ground

The squall and chirping birds had some calling sound

The running waters transported the pebbles around

Did they want to take me to the abode they had found



The milk fell out of the magic of turbulence

The colored wet petals spread out the eldritch fragrance

Refracted sun rays glimpsed through the pearls of hanging lens

The beats of the blowing winds made the greenery dance

All this made up the heart easing dawning ambiance

But deep in my sleep, it all caused interference

My mother wanted to wake me to let me feel her presence

I kept on blinking my eyes not in much of my sense

“Let me complete this dream, which holds so much importance”

Murmuring this, I was lost into my world of convenience

My mother waited for my awaking for they are the pillars of patience

One dream after another lend me with no such chance

The sun rose above and above and got over my resistance

The scorching sun rays forced the issue with their dominance

I got up with a heavy head feeling so tense

My last dream still had a bulk of influence

Should I remain there in its eluding world of ignorance

Or get back to my mother now busy with her routine maintenance

Should I still continue to take advantage of her innocence

Or should i now understand Mother Nature’ true essence