the day i'll remember part 5

zip zap boom!!

So fellas, this is the last part of my 'the day I'll remember' post and also the most eventful for that matter :P:D
Ahh so where were we..hmmm...we were celebrating bhatter's buddae...on the hostel corridor..night time 2 am...water flying all around..everyone running wildly and laughing...i was feeling a little dumb..with my cybershot in hand..recording the frivolities of the evening....like m watching it on TV..duh
So I decided to join in..(here comes daddy mah kiddos)..i kept the cam, my mobile, wallet, watch n specs in pawan's room...got a bucket and went to the common bathroom to fill up my air-torpedo!!Till now everyone ws wet...anyone was randomly chosen and water poured over him and beaten by everyone....everyone was enjoying basically!!Normally we won't do that....only the b'day boy bears the brunt!!But pawan was having bad days already and everyone knew that...so we decided to shift the wrath on each other so pawan could enjoy!!(friends indeed haan?!) So everyone was running around...we 10-12 of us...the corridor quite slippery now!!I was enjoying really...without slippers...i was running like a small boy....I don't know why the hell would a 20 yr old wud do that....i feel angry sometimes!!so one particular slide was quite long....i was sliding and sliding and sliding....and then boom!!................

I went unconscious....and after that my threads of awareness came in parts:

I realized i was sitting on the wet floor...someone supporting my back...someone looking at my head and shouting...(i think that was puneet)...pawan's face in front of me, couldn't hear him....and one word came out from me..."fuck man"!!I couldn't hear anything...it felt like a long time...it felt like i couldn't remember anything recent....that got me scared...have I lost my memory??

Next I remember I was in a car...puneet beside me trying to console...holding my head...someone had put a handkerchief around my wound...I looked at my legs...they were shaking horribly...i couldn't control them!!I looked who was driving the car...it was someone i knew..was from the hostel, couldn't recall his name...I got very scared...i said.."fuck man, I cant remember anything"....i remember saying that exactly!!

Next I remember I was in a lift going up the hospital on the 3rd floor!!I was standing alright, but I culdn't feel my legs!!My eyes were closed throughout!!I heard..my friends and the receptionist having some conversation...he probably said...."we found his guy on the roadside, my mum insisted dropping him to a hospital, can we dump him here"...then someone took me to the ICU (I think I read that on the door) and made me lie on a bed...or was it just a table..i dont remember!!I was lying where that guy left me...i was shivering..the AC was ON...'someone please switch it off'!!Everything was white...from the bedsheet to the walls!!It was definitely the operation room...my head was feeling very heavy!!I was conscious now...but i couldn't move my head....it felt like a long time lying there!!My friends weren't with me!!Why wont someone put a bandage or something!!Then a doctor came...was young..asked my name...I told him...asked me where i was from...'NSIT'!! "aoo...from the engineering college here??...so you a hostler...what happened?"!!I didn't reply....frankly I couldn't remember a thing!!he started putting medication on my head!!I thought how was I looking...i was wearing a violet half-shoulder waist, jogging half-pants....all wet...no slippers!!A roadside vendor would look better than me!!huh

By the time it was done...I was feeling Okay...I came out of the white room to find the waiting room filled with my friends from the hostel!!whoaa....thats called the hostel spirit!!A hostler's hurt his head...is in the hospital, so we borrow bikes and rush to the hospital even if we don't know who he is and even if it's 3 in the morning!! huh!!but it was nice to see them...having fun...everyone thinking i lost memory and trying to prove that by asking my own name!!:P:D!!By the time I came back to hostel, i came to know India had lost T20...another blow!!enough for today man....i went back to the room...changed to dry clothes and went with puneet to sleep in his double room!!

divine deception!!

once upon a time, in a far far land, three monks decided to master the power of walking on water!!

So they sat down together beside a lake and started meditating. After some time one of them got up and started walking towards the lake. miraculously he was walking on water without his feet dipping and crossed the lake without drowning!!

Then the second monk got up and started walking towards the lake!!And to the awe of the third monk he also crossed the lake without going more than an inch in the deep lake!!The third monk thought that since he has also meditated for the same time as they did. He also had the power to walk on water. So he got up and approached the edge of the lake. But the moment he stepped in it, he fall. Disappointed he cursed the other two and the god's partiality!!

The other two monks just laughed across the lake. The second monk then said to the first one.."do you think we should tell him where the stones are!?"

So whats the thing!!?? Wherever there's magic, it not always god who intervenes, its deception most of the times!!So watch out, before you turn into a hopeless believer!!

train diaries

0023 hours
28th December
Second class coach, Gorakhdham express

A lady just offered me her seat. Although she has a baby with her, she still gave me her seat and is now lying on the train floor. That is the space between two berth rows where I was sitting before. This for me a great act of kindness and I feel extremely indebted to her.

Although she seems to have taken this decision so that she can sleep on the floor (which was not possible on the seat where she was sitting), I think she did it for me 'coz I cuddled her baby when he was crying some moments before. Previously I was sitting at her knees on the floor, which is way dirty. This coach is crowded beyond capacity and its cold. I am alone here and going to lucknow to meet a friend.

So now that I am sitting on her seat, my hands are free and I can write this.
Thanks to her
I owe you ma'am!!

INCIDENT OF THE NIGHT

New Delhi Railway station
Platform No. 11
2120 hours
27th December

The tarin Gorakhdham Express came into view at the far end of the platform. I tried to shook my sleepishness and get into action, now that my train was here after a long wait. A large swarm of people started to converge, where they suspected the doors of second class coach to stop. I wondred how different it used to be when I travelled with my father with a reservation ticket in hand. Some people infact started running in the direction of the incoming train to get into it while it was in motion and grab a seat while others were waiting for it to stop.

But soon after, everyone started moving toward to the coatch rather than the coatch to come to them. I followed. As the train came to a crawl, the doors were stuffed with people trying to get in simultaneously, while those outside running with the train, holding on to each other, forming a delta at the door. I was among them.

then suddenly I noticed a woman, half her body in the cack between the train and the platform, being dragged along, crying for help. Her cry was diminished by the shrieking of train wheels and noone was noticing her as they were looking striaght up at the doors and how to get inside. I was standing a little away from her in the direction of train. So it was like she came to me while being dragged. Since I was not moving now as it was just too much for me to see. My mouth ajar, the huge crowd coverging to where I was as the train kept moving. By instinct, I jumped into the delta, while being pushed got to the bottom of the door, grabbed that woman by her arms and pulled her up. As I was doing it, I was overwhelmed by the consciousness that I was saving a life.

As I pulled her up, staggering with her as the crowd collided with us as if nothing was happening and we were just obstacles to them. I let her go off my grip. Realizing she was fine and safe, I ran for the doors again. Behind me she suddenly started screaming like hell, repeating how close she was to being crushed by the train. Some people around started asking what happened.

I thought of turning back and let her see her saviour, but then I thought that what was to be done was done and it was over. I had a smile on my face and that was too too much for me for one evening. I wondered how cheap is life among the poor of our country. Today I was going to travel with them Although I belonged to a lower middle class family, I've never been this close to life and death before.

I dont know whether my doing this made any difference, but I thank god for giving me the strength and the opportunity to do this.

Thanks god.


ATMOSPHERE INSIDE THE SECOND CLASS COACH OF A TRAIN

0115 hours
28th december
2nd class coach , Gorakhdham express

Its fifteen minutes past one but still many people are having animated talks all around me. Like a group of people talking on some topic, everyone giving their own views and experiences. It's astonishing, how people adapt themselves in a harsh and dingy enviroment like this. The train is moving at such high speed, ts damn cold. There's not even an inch left in this crowded coach.

Most of the people are sleeping or trying to sleep in twisted postures. It's hard to think how a person can relax in such a state let alone sleep. Someone said it right, humans are capable of great feats once they abandon their dignity or their condition forces them to adapt. Adapt to survive. Its hard to think about this side of life.

People are sprawled up on the floor, stacked on the seats, luggages hanging in mid air. It reminds me of those old movies depiecting the condition of india at the time of partition. I dont feel like sleeping but am sure that sleep will grip me somewhere down the line in the 6 hour journey left to reach lucknow. Sometimes I miss home, get deperessed and feel like nothing's gonna be alright.

But then kittie gives me the reason to be happy, a reason why I am doing what I am doing.
God Bless her
ILUAB

into the wild...

To start with, I am a big big fan of this movie...I mean, I have never been moved by any other movie in my life as this one. I mean, the depth and the pace is just right to give you a feel of ultimate involvement.
The first thing that gets you
involved is the fact that the protagonist is a college graduate which I'll be in a few years..!!!. And the next thing is that he leaves his home without telling anyone for alaska...that's his dream place.....that's where he wants to go...but on his way....he makes so many friends, experiences the world, the people...the tramps....he calls himself Alexander Supertramp..

I like that sequence in which he talks to the apple he's eating after a long day of trekking through the mountains and appreciates it so much.

'...you are so tasty, so organic...you are the apple of my eye..!!!'

He says the last line really well, taking the half-eaten apple close to his eyes and winking!! That was humorous really!!. Then his relationship with the old, ex-american soldier, who lost his wife and son in an accident and suddenly comes across alex...was really and truly emotional. He makes everyone happy, he meets on his way, but himself suffers the consequences of being out in the cruel world without anything but bare necessities and novels. Like, when he was thrown out of the train and beaten badly, it was quite painful. Another saying from the movie was quite inspiring...

'sometimes in life, it's not necessary to be strong but to feel strong...'

really.. although all of us have somewhere heard this before, but the way it was delivered was amazing...His stay in the 'magic bus' was the most intense and touching thing about the movie...he enjoys it first, then problems come up..he's running out of food, it's cold....all alone among the mountains, he can't continue his journey, spends the time introspecting and reading novels, trying to figure out whether he has achieved what he set out for....but finally when he decides to return he finds that the snow has melted and his way back has been blocked by the mighty river which was nothing but a narrow stream when he came here in the winters...he is disheartened, tries to get himself together but starts losing hope, after all, he's also a human....starts hunting...regrets killing one of the stags as the bulk meat starts rotting ...tries to consult his novels and a few guides on edible plants...but mistakenly, takes poisonous plants and ultimately dies due to that...His last realization was...

'happiness is complete only when shared'

....which was the most touching, because he finally realizes the mistake he did, the grief he caused to his family and to the people he was close to, during his journey...His last moments were the most emotional and heart-melting, I've ever experienced...

Talking about the music...it was Eddie Vedder at his best...the soundtrack, 'hard sun' and 'long nights'..are just too addictive. Hats off to the movie and the director, Sean Penn....

jalpari

I recently heard the song 'jalpari' by Atif Aslam...Most of my friends don't like the beats of it; they say its too repetitive and frustrating; but I find it to give me something which is known as 'music orgasm'...; yup it sounds weird, almost gayish...but still I couldn't find a better lay man term; it probably describes something which makes you forget everything else and lose yourself into the song; gives you the feeling that you are drifting..!!


Also it made me conscious of the term, 'jalpari'....or the underwater angel....wow, i appreciate atif's imagination (if he hasn't copied it obviously..)....i wonder from where he got the inspiration...but the word brought an image of a charming young creature with a very beautiful young face and with fins instead of legs...moving swiftly towards you, deep into the deepest ocean....with ghostly white skin, almost transparent, godly....flowing, slightly golden hair...she's gazing with her eyes which is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.. green or blue, you cant tell....you are too mesmerized to think..her stare makes you fell in heaven, like you have nothing to worry about now....her soft and tender hands swiftly pass your face, almost touches it...gives you very subtle warmth in the ice cold water..you almost feel her....close your eyes.....you crave for more and try to reach out for her.....but your body becomes stiff, the pressure of water above you feels like all the ocean...you watch her as she starts fading away in the dark waters.....with her body radiating an aura of light and as she recedes, her figure starts dissolving into the hazel of liquid....and the light slowly fades away.....

I wish i could meet one for real....they say, you enter that world when you die....i'll wait until the day i die...but till then I am content with the beauty of this world where I am presently living...and want to enjoy its equally beautiful details and the metaphysical cachets....