Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Monday, May 27, 2013

Ice Candy Man



The eight year old kid hung on to the parapet of the balcony looking down at the street. He could feel the hot railing on the fair skin of his thin hands. Yet his eyes were fixed on the man pushing a wooden cart on the other side of the street. He was still a few houses away. The edge of the cart was lined with bottles full of colored liquids. Green, red, yellow, maroon, orange, blue, all dancing inside the bottle as the man slowly moved towards the house in which the kid was. The man picked up a copper bell kept on his cart and shook it. The whole street was filled with the high pitched ringing of the bell.

“Uncle, wait!” The boy shouted from the balcony. The man stopped pushing the cart and looked around. He wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Colored Jelly Balls“Uncle wait, I am coming!” The boy shouted again in a shrill voice. The man looked up at the kid and slung the towel over his right shoulder.


The boy jumped off the parapet and ran down the stairs, two at a time. He was excited to see all the colored liquid in the bottle. He could feel the coolness of the crushed ice on his tongue. The tanginess of the flavoured syrups made his mouth water. He pushed the big iron gate and slid through the small parting. With a five rupee note in his hand, he ran to the other side of the street without bothering to look on either side of the road.

“Make me a gola.” He ordered the man.

The ice candy man took out a block of ice from underneath a piece of wet jute bag and began to run it on the crusher. The boy enchanted, stared at the hands of the man crushing the ice. The tumbler kept below the crusher filled slowly with the cool crystals through which the burning sun shone as if it had been broken into a thousand pieces. A trickle of sweat ran down behind his left ear as shards of broken ice fell on the cart and turned into water at the blink of the eye. The man fixed a stick into the ice and pulled the whole gola out.

“Which flavor do you want?” The man asked. The enchantment broke for a second.

“That one and that one and that one.” The boy said pointing to green, orange and maroon bottles.

The ice candy man picked up the green bottle and overturned it onto the small mound of ice. The thick syrupy liquid fell and the icy crystals turned green. He then picked the orange syrup and the ice began to change color again.

The boy felt as if the scorching sun had disappeared and it was night. He was on the moon. The surface was cool and white as snow. He had a huge brush in his hand. The brush was dripping with green color. He began to paint the surface of moon green. The temperature fell and he felt a cool tingling in his spine. Then he dipped the paint brush in a bucket full of orange color and began to paint the surface again with broad bold orange strokes. At the same time when he was painting the moon he could see the moon from the earth, some part of it had turned green and some orange, a few patches of white still remained, he wanted to put the maroon color on those spots.

“Hey kid, are you sleeping?” The ice candy man was shouting in his face.

The ice candy was ready and he was holding it right in front of the boy’s eyes. The boy took the ice candy from the man’s hand and gave him the five rupee note. He looked at the ice candy, his mouth watering but he controlled himself, turned around and slowly walked towards the big iron gate that led into the bungalow he had come out of. He smacked his lips as he approached the gate. He looked around. Everyone was holed up in their houses hiding from the sun in that June afternoon. He gave the ice candy a few quick licks.

“Raju!” He heard the voice of a woman calling him from inside the house. “Did you get hit by a truck? Where is my ice candy?”

“Abhi laya memsahib!” Raju shouted, looked at the ice candy with sad eyes and walked inside the iron door.

Based on a story idea by a friend.

Friday, June 8, 2012

पहली बारिश का बॉम्बे (First Rain)

A rainy day 1पहली बारिश का बॉम्बे

छीटें उड़ाती गाड़ियाँ


पेंच लड़ाती लाल, काली, नीली छत्रियां


प्लास्टिक में लिपटे मोबाइल पे स्टॉक मार्केट की खबरें


लोकल ट्रेन की गीली लड़ाइयाँ


ladies compartment के दरवाज़े पे चुन्नी से सर को ढंकती लड़की


गीले बालों से उलझते गोरे गाल


अशोक के पेड़ से टपकते खिडकियों पे ठंडी बूँदें

passenger से नज़रें बचाता एक rickshaw driver

पानी के छपाकों से बचते इधर उधर फांदते लोग


टपकती हुई ट्राफिक सिग्नल पे सीली हुई newspaper बेचता बूढ़ा


काले बादलों में मिलता
समंदर


किसीको बारिश के थमने का सब्र नहीं है

पहली बारिश का मुंबई.

Monday, January 16, 2012

A land with no houses

I can walk miles,
Just by looking at your never ending smile.

I can live on for years,
Your voice, when I hear.

Your eyes have taught me to dream again,
And that our lives shall not go in vain.

In my dreams I see,
Birds flying above the trees.

Far far away in a land where there are no houses,
We ride endlessly on our horses.

As the sun shines,
Riding on horses of time.

There's a river which cuts in between,
We cross a wooden bridge, in the fog unseen.

We ride together,
Not meeting, forever.

The land doesn't end and it goes on for miles,
Like the curve of your lips in a never ending smile.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Innocent Questions



“I want to drink that.” She said pointing at the golden liquid in the glass.

“No, this is my drink. You can’t have my drink. You have your own drink.” I said.

“What are you drinking?” She asked.

“Whiskey.” I said, making a hissing sound.

“What are you drinking?” I asked.

“Lemonade.” She said making a clicking sound inside her mouth and emphasizing on the‘d’.
 
She fell back and rested herself on my chest, and felt the fabric of the tie hanging limp from my neck.

“Will you leave me?” She said looking at the tie.

“No. Why would I leave you?” I asked in reply.

“You know Aamir?”

“The boy who saves you a seat every morning in the bus?” I asked.

“Unhunn!” She replied shaking her head as she sipped the lemonade from the tall glass.

“Yeah!”

“His father left him.” She said as I sipped from the glass.

“Oh! Where did he go?”

“He died.” She turned her head to look at me.

“Oh! That’s so sad.” I replied looking at her eyes.

“Will you die too?” She put her glass on the table and stood facing me, her knees on my thighs and hands on my shoulders. I held her lightly, my hand on her back.

“Yes.” I nodded slowly.

She stared blankly at my face.

“Did your father die too?”

I nodded again.

“Do all fathers die?”

“Everyone dies.”

“Will mom die too?”

“Yeah.”

“Daadi?” She asked, still holding on to my shoulders and looking at my lips.

“Yes.” I said pushing her hair back from her forehead.

“Why do we die?”

“We become old and then we die.”

“Will I die too?”

I smiled, put my hand on her cheek and caressed it with my thumb.

“When you are very old,” I said, “first this hair will turn grey,” I held a hair between my fingers, “then this one will turn grey,” I said holding another strand, “and then this and this and then all the hair on your head will be grey.”

She laughed throwing her head back. I laughed with her.

“Then what will happen?”

“Then you will lose your teeth. First this one,” I said holding her one front tooth, “and then this one,” I said pointing to another, “and then you will lose all your teeth.” I said rubbing my nose against her.

She chuckled, showing a couple of holes in the set of bright teeth. She looked at me calmly. I pushed her hair back from her brows again, looked into her brown eyes trying to understand what was going on in her seven year old mind.

“Will I lose all my hair too, like you did?” She asked innocently.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Independence Day. Really?

Just one day in the year we think about our nation, about the people who laid their lives for our freedom. And we celebrate the conquest of our freedom fighters by watching movies on TV, changing DPs on Twitter, Facebook or the more enthusiastic ones amongst us may stand and salute the tricolor at the flag hoisting ceremony taking place in their apartment complex.

Come 16th August and we are all the same again, cribbing about the politicians, the conditions of the road, the scams happening and the government doing nothing about everything. Why can't we celebrate Independence Day each day, just once each day?

Just once each day try to be a better citizen. I don’t think it’s much to ask for. While you are driving just don’t honk the horns of your vehicle unnecessarily or drive responsibly without jumping the lights or cutting the lanes. Just once each day, switch off the lights, fans and the water tap when not in use. Instead of pledging to fight corruption by signing online petitions, just once each day try to fight it by not paying the traffic hawaldar without any receipt, or not purchasing something without any proper receipt, or not paying the babu in sarkari daftar to forward your file.

Weren’t these things taught to us in our schools? Why did we forget them?

Remember the 80/20 principle, I don’t think more than 20% of our nation is corrupt, the rest 80% of us are good, indifferent to our situation but good. Just once each day, if each one of us took care of these small things our nation would not need a Lokpal Commission at all.

After 64 years this is our time, we are one of the strongest economy in the world today, the most powerful nations look towards us in the times of world crisis, let us not waste this opportunity. Let us all do our own one small part each day. As the equation of synergy goes the sum of parts is always greater than the whole.

Friday, August 12, 2011

The forbidden fruit

Maybe this world is another planet's Hell. - Aldous Huxley

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In the beginning the Creator created the heaven and the earth.

The earth had no form, and was void. The Spirit of the Creator moved upon the face of the waters.

And then the Creator created light, and divided the light from the darkness. And that was the first day.

On the second day the Creator divided the waters by a firmament and called the firmament the Heaven.

On the third day the Creator decided to create the Earth, with plants and creatures and man who would be in his own image. Even the creator had his own doubts while starting such a big venture. So before he started he thought he should practice a little.

The Creator gathered some water under the heaven at one spot and let dry land appear. He called it, Earth ‘Beta’. The Creator then created a garden where he planted grass, herbs and plenty of banana trees. He also created a river which flew through the garden. He named the garden Eden ‘Beta’. Then he created the Sun ‘Beta’ for day, and Moon ‘Beta’ for the night.

Then the Creator decided to create man in his own image and let it dominate over the land and the waters, the grass, herbs and the trees. He named the man Adam ‘Beta’.

The creator checked his hour glass and saw that it was four Ether hours on the third day. He was pretty happy with the results of his trial the Earth ‘Beta’ looked good and Adam ‘Beta’ was happy in the gardens of Eden ‘Beta’.

The Creator then decided to take up the real task of creating the Earth and left Earth ‘Beta' and Adam'Beta' as they were and the rest as the cliche goes, was history.

Adam ‘Beta’ had plenty to eat, the weather was always that of spring and the grass made for a soft mattress for him to sleep. He woke up each morning, swam in the clean cool water of the river, ate all the bananas he wanted to and rested in the shade of the trees. Adam ‘Beta’ was never aware that the bananas always tasted the same or that he had nothing else to do,

he wasn’t even aware of the fact that he was naked. He lived happily forever on Earth ‘Beta’ until….

4.6 billion Man-years later…

God (that was what the man had named the Creator after the Earth was created), was not very happy with the way Earth had shaped up. Men became corrupt with desire and lust and were willing to kill each other for material wealth. This was not the way he had thought his Earth would be. One day as he was sitting deep in thought, saddened by an experiment which had gone wrong and out of his control, he remembered Earth ‘Beta’. He thought about Adam ‘Beta’. How was he, was he happy there? He thought of taking a look.

He saw that the Sun ‘Beta’ had just risen over Earth ‘Beta’. Adam ‘Beta’ woke up with a smile on his face looked around and went for a swim in the river. After a long swim he ate a few bananas from the trees and sat down in the shade to rest. All the time he had a pleasant smile

on his face. The Creator was very happy. But he also felt sad that Adam ‘Beta’ was alone. Then he remembered what had happened to Adam after he had created Eve, so he decided that he would let Adam ‘Beta’ be happy the way he was. A mischievous thought struck the creator’s mind and he whispered it in Adam ‘Beta’s’ head.

Adam ‘Beta’ got up and started collecting stones in a place. He made a large sphere with the stones, upon it he collected more stones and made a smaller sphere and above that he made another small round shape. He put two large white pebbles for eyes, a long twig in place of nose and a strip of banana skin in the shape of a smile. He put two thin branches on the sides of the round shape in the center.

Now it looked much like Adam ‘Beta’s’ own image that he had seen so many times in the clear water of the river. He was happy, he laughed and clapped and ran around the stone figure.

The Creator was happy to see this. Adam ‘Beta’ had not yet tasted the fruit of knowledge and hence he was not corrupt like Man had become on the Earth. The trial experiment that the Creator had started at the very beginning was still under his control unlike the Earth which was now a place of coincidences. But He was still sad. He wanted the Man on Earth to be happy.

Suddenly the Creator's face lit up with another idea, “What if Adam ‘Beta’ went to Earth. He might heal the Man and bring peace back. I would ultimately be successful in my experiment”. The only way of making things happen on the Earth was by chance. So the Creator decided that he would make a coincidence happen.

Earth: Man-year 2036

The leading news on newspapers on Earth:

NASA Discovers a Planet Inhabitable for the Human Race.

NASA has found a distant planet which looks exactly like the Earth and might be habitable for the human race. The discovered planet is 8 light years away from Earth.

When seen though the telescope, the planet looks blue in color and exactly the shape of Earth. NASA has named it, ‘Earth Beta’. With the help of some Indian scientists they have developed a fuel which could help them travel the distance of 8 light years in eight months straight. NASA is all set to launch an unmanned shuttle to the planet which would have robots to take pictures and samples of land and the atmosphere from the planet and come back to Earth.

“Arrgh! Now I don’t even have the control over the names man gives!” exclaimed God.

Earth ‘Beta’ Man-Year 2037

Adam ‘Beta’ was sleeping on the green grass; the night sky was dotted like a net with billions of twinkling stars, the half Moon ‘Beta’ shone on his happy face and a cool breeze blew from the direction of the river. Suddenly the sky was lit with an explosion as a ball of fire descended from above. Adam ‘Beta’ woke up, his eyes fixed on the ball of fire, the smile on his face was gone and his heart was filled with strange feelings that he had never felt in all these billions of years that he had lived. The fiery orb fell from the heaven and disappeared behind the hills, with a loud noise.

He was amazed, overjoyed and bewildered all at the same time for he had never experienced such a thing. The sky behind the hill was now crimson in color and black air rose from behind the hill. Adam ‘Beta’ was curious, he got up and started to walk towards the hill.

All this while the Creator watched Adam ‘Beta’ in amusement, and hoped that finally his Earth will no more be a rogue experiment.

By the time Adam ‘Beta’ reached the other side of the hill Sun ‘Beta’ was rising in the east. He saw that the object had landed on a field, he could not see any black air now neither could he see any fire coming out of the object. The object was standing on six legs firmly grounded in the grass. He went close and touched one leg of the object.

Suddenly there was movement, Adam ‘Beta’ moved back and craned his neck to see what was happening. One of the sides of the object slowly started to open with a loud rumbling noise. Adam ‘Beta’ was scared, this was the first time he had this feeling. He ran behind a banana tree and hid himself. When the noise stopped, a smaller object slowly emerged out of the bigger object and came to land on the ground. The small object started to make muffled sounds and move on the ground with its small circular legs. Adam ‘Beta’ was now very excited he had never seen anything move on the whole of Earth ‘Beta’.

The small object moved in circles and made various noises with each movement as if inviting him to come and play. Adam ‘Beta’ ran to it and hugged it. The object gave out a soft grunt and raised its neck. Adam ‘Beta’ was almost blinded by the flash of light that came from the objects face. The object continued to move around noisily and from time to time continued to emit flashes of light from its face. Adam ‘Beta’ watched everything in bewilderment.

The object stretched one of its arms, scooped some dirt from the ground and put it inside an opening in its back. It then picked up some rocks and pebbles with its two thin fingers and also put them inside its back. Adam ‘Beta’ went to a banana tree nearby, plucked a few bananas and gave it to the small object. The arm took it from Adam ‘Beta’ and put it inside its back. He craned his neck to see where the object had put the banana but couldn’t see anything. Adam ‘Beta’ brought some leaves and gave it to the object, the object again put them in its back. He kept giving the objects something or the other and the object continued to put all of them inside its back.

After sometime Adam ‘Beta’ got bored and started to investigate the bigger

object. He climbed one of its legs and stood on it looking at the opening. It was big enough for him to get in. There was a sloped platform which led to the inside. Adam ‘Beta’ climbed down the slope. He was surprised to see so many colored lights on the walls like the night sky dotted with stars. He touched the lights and examined them closely. He laughed and clapped because he had never seen anything like this.

He touched the lights again and the whole object started to groan and started trembling. All the lights started to blink and flash at a very rapid speed. The smaller object stopped moving around and started to climb the slope. Adam ‘Beta’ was scared. He hid himself in one of the corners. The small object climbed in and stopped. The slope started to raise itself and closed the opening with a loud clang. The inside became dark, only the wall on the other side was blinking with colored lights. The small object sat at one place and lay still. Adam ‘Beta’ came out of his hiding place and touched the small object but it did not respond.

With a loud rumbling sound, Adam ‘Beta’ felt the floor below him starting to rise slowly. At the same time he was pulled towards the ground by great force. The grinding sound grew louder and louder and the force continued to pull Adam ‘Beta’ to the ground with increasing pressure. Soon the pressure was so much that everything around Adam ‘Beta’ went black.

He did not know how long it was before he came to his senses. He was floating in mid air, his arms outstretched he bumped into the flashing tiny lights. In sometime he passed out again, and then after sometime he woke again, still floating in air and then passed out again. It happened several times for several days the smile still on his face whether he was awake and floating in the air or he was asleep and floating in the air.

The creator watched happily, Adam ‘Beta’ was on his way to heal the Earth.


Earth: Man-Year 2038

The morning sky was beginning to brighten up when NASA’s telescope caught the Finder ‘Beta’ enter the Earth’s atmosphere leaving a trail of smoke behind it. It kept falling, hurtling through the morning sky in a bright blaze. An automatic chute opened and slowed down its fall. The Finder ‘Beta’ slowly descended onto the sea surface and gave out an angry hiss. It continued to hiss for some time and then it cooled off and floated on the surface with the chute lying beside it. A flap on its top opened.

Adam ‘Beta’ was suddenly aware of the bright light right above him and cool wind coming in. He slowly climbed out of the object and dived into the sea. A couple of helicopters appeared on the horizon swiftly moving towards Finder ‘Beta’.

Adam ‘Beta’ started to swim swiftly towards a piece of land in front of him. He was aware of many moving creatures below him, every movement surprising and scaring him. He swam fast until he reached the land. Scared of the unknown surroundings he ran and hid himself behind a tree. The small object was picked up by other objects which had descended from the heaven and was taken away. Adam ‘Beta’ slowly began to relax and the smile returned to his face. Slowly all the commotion died down.

He started to explore the land around him. There were such trees which he had never seen. There were creatures which moved on the land, on the tree and which could raise themselves in air and rise into the heaven. He was overjoyed. He laughed and clapped and looked in amazement at the strange sites around him.

For a moment he thought a pair of eyes staring at him from behind a tree. The creature stepped out from behind the tree. Standing on its two legs, the creature had eyes, nose, mouth and ears just like him, but it was smaller than him. He smiled brightly at the creature and ran towards it to hold it.

The little girl upon seeing the naked man running towards her screamed and ran away from him laughing in amusement. She ran towards her house and hid behind the door. From there she saw the naked man was examining everything with delight and was laughing and clapping when the birds flew in the sky or when the little squirrels came up to him and kissed his legs. The little girl was happy to see the man so happy. Then she noticed his naked form, she went inside her house.

It all looked good and God was happy.

The little girl returned with a white bathrobe and two apples. The man stood at the other end of the field below a maple tree. She ran up to him and offered him the robe.

God watched everything, bit his fist and exclaimed, “oh no, not again!”

Adam ‘Beta’ was excited to see the little creature come back, he laughed and clapped. The little creature smiled at him and extended her hand to offer something. He took it in his hand, it felt soft. He took a closer look at it. The little creature said something and gestured but he didn’t notice. Adam ‘Beta’ went down on his knees and touched the little creature on the cheek. The little creature laughed. Adam ‘Beta’ laughed and clapped.

The Creator’s voice boomed in Adam ‘Beta’s’ head, “Whatever you do, you shall not eat the fruit of knowledge”.

Adam ‘Beta’ was confused. The little creature again extended its hand, it had a round object, and Adam ‘Beta’ took it.

“No no no don’t do it, not again, you fool”, thought the Creator and again he spoke inside Adam ‘Beta’s’ head, “Do not eat the fruit of knowledge”.

Adam ‘Beta’ looked confusedly at the apple and then at the little creature. The little creature had a similar object in its other hand and bit it with its mouth. Adam ‘Beta’ seeing this examined the round object in his hand and bit into it with his teeth.

And the Creator screamed “No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The little girl saw as soon as the man bit the apple he started to feel dizzy. She asked him what his name was, but he didn’t respond. She told him to wear the bathrobe but he didn’t do it. The man ate the apple and fell into a deep slumber. The girl put the robe over him and went inside the house again and let him sleep.

Adam ‘Beta’ woke up after sometime. It was still bright but the sun was approaching the horizon now. He felt very week and tired as if he had been walking for many days. He felt his face, his chin was covered with long hair. He felt his head and the hair on it was thin. He looked at his chest and hands the skin was sagging and wrinkled. His fingers were thin and there were wrinkles on them too.

Adam ‘Beta’ was suddenly aware that he was naked. He took the bathrobe and wrapped it around his waist. He tried to stand up but he felt too week. He held the trunk of the tree and stood up, but he was unable to stand straight. Every bone in his body ached. He picked up a stick to support himself. He took small, weak steps towards the stream which he could see nearby.

At the stream he looked at his reflection on the water. He saw an image which was very unlike him. He tried to smile but couldn’t do it anymore. His mouth only made a hollow frown without his white teeth. The hair on his face and head was grey and his eyes looked tired.

The little girl came out of her house again and saw an old man bent with age near the stream. The man had the robe wrapped around his waist the one she had given to the naked man. She looked for the naked man under the tree but he was not there.

The Creator was sad.

Adam ‘Beta’ was unable to understand what had happened to him. He turned and started to walk towards the horizon where the sun was now setting.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

140 - Character - Less


Some of my very very short stories that I have written for Twitter and Facebook. Some of them are lesser than 140 characters.

Yeah you can follow me on Twitter @vivek13th and on Facebook too Viveksingh.
  • He thought he heard her call his name. He turned around and found her talking to someone else. She turned around and looked through him.

  • He cracked his knuckles. His neck ached. He'd been lying there for hours. He felt the cold metal trigger as he saw her appear at her window.

  • It would have been a night to remember hadn't the bullet missed. It still became a night to be remembered.

  • They had walked 20 miles in the scorching heat. The crowd at the well looked like a fair from a distance. The daughter & mother stood gaping.

  • The price of one roti was Rs. 1.50. He had Rs. 3 with him and four mouths to feed. He had 3 options to go with. Beg, steal or kill.

  • Mumbai is all about running, run after the train, run after the taxi, run after your job, your client, run or the signal will change. Run.
  • The sun lay shattered into a billion shimmering pieces, on the surface of the sea. She picked them up with her lonely brown eyes.

  • Each night he doused the fire within. Each morning he rose like a phoenix from its own ashes.

  • She picked up a bunch of keys, handed it to a shopkeeper & said 'I found these on the ground'. Somebody was going to have trouble with locks.

  • Time to start a new chapter. Time to chase new dreams.

  • There's a pileup on the highway called life.

  • When the sun goes down and I am all alone, will you be my refuge? When the days are still and the nights are violent, will you be my refuge? When the time is gone and no one remembers me, will you be my refuge?

  • कुछ सुन लिया तो लिख दिया... कुछ दिख गया तो लिख दिया... कुछ कह दिया तो लिख दिया... कुछ बिक गया तो लिख दिया
Which one did you like?

Saturday, January 29, 2011

How man started surfing porn on the Internet?

(1999 – some small town in Karnataka/Maharashtra/UP/Bihar/Jharkhand)
Those were the dark days of Internet. Those were the times when it took at least ten calls to the ominous VSNL servers (yes it was Videsh Sanchar Nigam Limited then) to connect to the Internet for a maximum of half an hour and at a speed of 32 KBPS. Internet at homes was a luxury (that’s an understatement). Internet at cyber cafes would cost Rs. 100 per hour and they also charged you for connection downtime. If a cyber café was able to clock one hour without any disconnections and a download speed of 12 KBPS, it proudly declared at its doorsteps in big bold letters “HIGH SPEED INTERNET AVAILABLE”, the only thing that was missing in those declaration was a statutory warning in font size eight:

Please be careful or you might get hit by another speeding cyber café on the information superhighway”.

So as the nation was progressing on the information highway and would soon be taking on the world as an IT superpower, there was this kid studying Information Technology / BCA / Computer Engineering, dreaming about Silicon Valley where he would soon be headed to start his own multi-million dollar portal. But our guy had no idea that he would soon change the history of mankind forever.

So our guy who had just learnt about web browsers and HTML and left clicks and right clicks visited one of these “High Speed Cyber Café”, to do some research on AltaVista (yes Google wasn’t God then). After the initial hoopla of the modem and the phones the VSNL server finally gives way and gets connected. The other two computers were occupied by people who were sending e-mails to their kids in USA. The cyber café guy charged Rs. 50 for each email and Rs. 10 extra for typing. So our cool guy shrugged at the people who couldn’t even type and took a computer. Confidently he pointed the mouse on the Netscape icon on Window’s 98 desktop (yes he believed that open source will be THE thing in the future) and the hour glass on the mouse starts rotating. After some 500 rotations Netscape browser finally opens. Carefully he clicked on the dropdown button on the address bar and selected AltaVista from the options and hits “Enter”. The hour glass started rotating once again.

After some five hundred rotations he takes a look at the status bar (yes he remembers all the jargons and parts of the browser) it says “2 of 579 items downloaded”. He looks around him. Everyone is busy surfing the high speed internet. He looked at the rotating hourglass, he lost count. The rotating hourglass casts a spell on him, it hypnotizes him. His eyes turn bleary, the eyelids feel as if they have lead blocks hanging from them and slowly he goes into deep slumber. The hourglass continued to do its work.


Suddenly he was shaken wide awake. He opened his eyes to see the cyber café guy standing next to him, “Bhai saab aapka vyavsaay khul gaya”. “’Vyavsaay’, what the fuck is that?” he thought and took a look at the computer screen. “Oh ok the website”, he thought with a wry smile. He punched the air in triumph as he saw the oldies still struggled with their email typing. Then something hit him. “What was I here to search for”, he thought. He thought hard. He thought harder. AltaVista stared at him. “Fuck! What was I supposed to search for”, he thought again. Desperately he checked his watch. He checked with the cyber café guy, “Bhaiya kitna time hua?” “Adhaa ghanta ho gaya aapka”, the cyber café guy said looking up his register. 

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How could I forget? Why the fuck did I sleep? Fuck!”

And then the light of dawn descended upon him. His eyes brightened up and he clicked on the search box of AltaVista. Rubbing his fingers he carefully pressed four keys on the keyboard. F U C K and hit enter. The hourglass started doing its job again. In a few minutes the browser became blank and then in another couple of minutes there were thousands of links on the page telling him about “Girls in bikinis”, “Hot Celebrities Nude”, “Lesbian Girls” and what not. He was taken to the new heights of pleasure as he read the names of the websites. His fingers started to sweat and he eyed the browser with lust. Rubbing his fingers again he pointed the mouse at the first link and clicked. Instantly the hourglass appeared and got down to its business of rotating, putting a spell around him, a spell which would satiate his lust. His eyes became heavy and once again he nodded off.

He dreamt that he was boasting about his virtual sexcapades to his friends, who on hearing his stories writhed in jealousy. He told them about seeing nude shots of Jenifer Aniston and Jennifer Lopez and even Madhuri Dixit making love. Suddenly he was jolted again out of the slumber land. The cyber café guy was yelling at him “Boss ye kya khol diya, ye family cyber café hai. Isko abhi band karo.” He rubbed his eyes and saw naked girls with larger than life breasts and men with larger than life penis on his browser. “Band karo usko”, the cyber café guy shouted again. The oldies strained their necks to take a look at the booty on our guy’s screen. He hit the close button. The hourglass rotated a few times and the Windows 98 desktop appeared. Dejected as if his newlywed wife has just denied sex with him, he rose from his seat and went to the counter to pay. With a heavy heart he fished out a hundred rupee note from his wallet as the two oldies came and stood behind him.

“Lagta hai computer seekhna padega”, said one of the oldies. “Haan main bhi soch raha hoon. Kal se hi typing classes join kar lete hain”, said the other.

The next day, after having remembered what he had to search for, our guy visited the same cyber café. He was amazed to see that each of the cubicles had a curtain which hid the computers from view. “Aapke liye special lagwaya hai”, said the cyber café guy with a toothy grin.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

To the unknown.


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Unknown faces like a sea
Unknown whispers like a stream
Unknown eyes unknown feet
Pursuing unknown dreams

Unknown griefs unknown sorrows
The city lends and we borrow

Unknown sons unknown daughters
Unknown mountains to climb
Unknown lives unknown partners
Reveling in unknown triumphs

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Rendezvous

Nadhiya a.k.a @mad_nad on Twitter gets a big box of Ferrero Rocher for helping me out in this story.

Rendezvous

She got off the auto rickshaw as it stopped, paid the driver and picked up an orange and white striped polythene carry bag from the seat on which she was sitting. She pushed her shades on her head like a hair band and immediately squinted her eyes. She pushed the glass door which declared ‘Madras Laundry’ in faded silver paint and entered the shop. A man in pure white half sleeved shirt, with oiled black hair and a pot belly jumped up from behind the counter like a jack in the box. She kept the polythene bag on the white laminated counter with a bored look on her face.

“All these are for dry cleaning”, asked the man behind the counter.

“Yes. And I want them tomorrow”, she said.

“Okay no problem”, he said. “Wow! This stuff looks expensive, have you been shopping”, he added pulling out a red lace negligee.

“That’s a gift from one of my client in Dubai”, she replied.

She heard the door open and from the corner of her eyes saw a man in a black suit enter and stood silently behind her looking at the shop owner. The shop owner did not bother to look at the man. She noticed the man was tall, had a fair skin and brown eyes and looked like a typical north Indian in his early forties. The man nodded and smiled. She didn’t respond and turned her attention back to the shop owner.

The shop owner pulled out a pair of black lace underwear from the bag. “Idhu super a kavarchi a iruku” (this is very sexy), he said in Tamil, feeling the material with his fingers. She gave an embarrassed smile.

“Adengappa!” (Very nice), his white teeth glinted from between his brown lips. She looked at the pictures of Gods lined up on the wall behind him as he pulled out a pair of pink push up bras.

“Sema abasam a iruku” (this is skimpy), he said, with a quick glance on her full breasts and slim waist. His face glowed in lust as he felt the two cups in his hands.

The man standing behind her shuffled uncomfortably.

“Anna, pinnadi nikra ala tension agaporraru” (Brother you are freaking out this man here), she said, pronouncing each word carefully.

“Your Tamil is getting better”, he said looking up and shoving the clothes back into the bag.

“I have been studying”, she smirked and turned around to leave.

“Have a nice day” she said to the man in black suit.

“Intha naal iniya naalaga amaiyattum” (you too have a nice day), the man replied in perfect Tamil.

With her eyes and mouth wide open she crashed in to the glass door of the shop.

Image Courtesy: http://hierroglyphic.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-in-laundry.html