Feeling nostalgic...

I still remember, it was raining when I left home for the first time for my studies to NTTF... I don’t know why I feel so nostalgic whenever it rains.. Here sitting in the office on a boring Sunday evening with a cup of Nescafe black coffee in my hand, my mind slipped into the past… The time which I could never get back in my lifetime again… When I think about that reality, I feel very sad… In fact it tells me… I am getting old… Yea.. I am no more a kid… It makes me really sad because I love to keep a naughty kid inside me all the time... But at times when I behave like a child, people used to ask me – “Have you gone nuts?” But it doesn’t affect me at all… I love to act like a kid at times – at least to my parents... to my sister… while playing with her kid, in fact any kids… while being in the midst of my dear friends… Some people do understand me; but some might think that I am not matured… But no one knows that it’s a matured guy trying to go back to his younger days… trying to do what he enjoys doing… And I must tell that I will do the same no matter what others say… I enjoy being a kid until unless it’s not required to be so…

Now I am in a perfect mood to get into a nostalgic mood... Slow melodies in the background… nobody nearby me in the office on a Sunday eve…Hot Nescafe … kind of cloudy climate… perfect... Last time when I had gone to my hometown, It was raining when I landed from the bus… after getting down out of the bus, I caught an auto and while going I saw my schools (LP, UP and the High school), the school ground… they all were telling me stories… I reached my home sweet home… As usual my Mom was waiting for me at the door step after preparing my favorite idly and Onion Chatney… She looks tired, but never expresses it when I am around – something only a mother could do… My 7 years old cat is still there with her 7-8 kittens of different ages… are they also telling me some stories?

I sleep in my parents’ room whenever I go home… I went to my room upstairs… nobody uses it now… but all the memories are still living in there… My old cricket kit… My posters… ohh… I felt sad when I felt that I would never be going to my college with my kit again… I could have sold it off… But I did not… I had a dream of my son learning cricket basics with those…I know it won’t last that long… but still no need to pay for hoping so :)… I walk around my house in my every visit… every room.. Every corner… all those tell me different stories… just a quick revision of the past, like reading main points before the exam bell…

There my old friends were waiting for me… 2-3 of them had come from abroad for a short vacation and will be going back in a week’s time… So wanted to spend some good time with them… We all had real fun.. We played a cricket match while it was raining cats and dogs. It’s not the match we were crazy about, but the time we get to have together with all the old memories… we were really like young kids playing cricket in that rain… Those who were traveling in the buses and other vehicles were looking at us like anything but who cares? (:-P) We were not done yet… Soon after finishing the match… we went to the paddy field at around 4.30PM… climate is the same… only difference if it was cricket in the afternoon, now it’s the time for playing football!! (:D)Heavy rain…

Huge Paddy field with water level of around 1-2 feet from the ground by the railway track on the backside…Yummy, what a scene…. We had real fun for another 2-3 hours… only sad part was we forgot take the camera to capture these wonderful moments… But no problem, these memories imprinted in each one’s mind for ever… Once we finished playing football, we were like pigs in the mud… Mud all over the body… And guess we were not yet done! We directly went to the temple pond and jumped into that and took a bath… When I reached home, I was like a wet golden retriever! I stood outside the house… my dad got me a bucket and a towel… I dropped my dresses in that bucket went straight to the bathroom… took a proper bath and came out… Though my whole body was paining so much, I did enjoy the pain (there are very rare moments in life where we enjoy the pains…)

The other day I spent completely sitting inside my house and shopping with my dad and mom… It was so cloudy that at 1PM it looked like its 7PM in the night! This time, I really enjoyed the beauty of Kerala… The pleasure of friendship… the comfort of family… A totally enjoyed trip I must say… And while coming back to Bangalore with a pack of my mom-made sweet ADA for my friends in Bangalore, it was still drizzling… It has come not just to send me off with a heart full of memories but tempting me to make another trip to my home sweet home….

live show on the move...

I was on my way to hometown on a Saturday night... We (Unisys cricket team) had a cricket match in the afternoon which lasted till 5.30PM! We all were happy in the end as we won that close match but I got damn tired by the time I got inside the bus... The bus was almost empty... Some 10-12 people that’s it... May be because of that they did not play any movie :(... I was getting bored…

Soon after 15-20 minutes (we hadn’t even crossed the city limits...) I heard people shouting from behind… I looked back with anxiety… I could see 3-4 guys were having an argument with a decent looking guy... Something interesting! The decent looking guy was in a Green T-shirt with specs… and other 3-4 guys were not that decent looking… one among them was a giant.. A huge black fat guy… The actual problem was that, they are shouting at the Green t-shirt guy that he did something with one of their friend’s wife who sits just in front of that guy. The Green T-shirt guy says that he did not do anything… but these guys are shouting and shouting… At first it was just an argument… but they started hitting him… that poor guy was trying to hit back... But that huge black guy was too big to resist… After getting 3-4 blows on his face, the bus owner came to the scene from the cabin and calmed down the situation… He was brought to the front seat and made to sit there… though the Green shirt guy was saying that he did not do anything, the giant guy insisted on taking him to the front seat… The woman also said he did something with his hands from behind… he kept on saying he did not do that… The way he was looking and talking it was hard for me to believe that he did something of that sort… That giant guy was drunk… And I felt that this poor guy (green T-shirt) would have tried to open the glass window and that lady would have misunderstood as he is trying to do something else.

I have no idea who is lying. Either case, it’s none of my business as I am not disturbed as such. Anyways it’s all calmed down now… I fell asleep soon… I woke all of a sudden hearing some strange sounds… When I stood up all I could see is that the giant black guy shouting and kicking that poor Green shirt guy… When I leaned over the seats, I could see him on the floor, taking each and every kick from the black guy on his chest and stomach... I felt like I am watching a live WWF program inside the bus! He was lifting him and throwing him to the floor… very soon the owner came to the scene again and started shouting at them. Even the owner was drunk... He was trying to threaten the giant guy by saying - “If you don’t keep quiet, I will hit you…” (It was very funny to listen to his dialogs as he was not even half of that giant guy!!) May be this is what we call as ATTITUDE (:-P)

The reason for the second fight, I got to know after sometime… This Green T-shirt guy went to that woman when the bus stopped for dinner and asked about the matter… those guys were not there, they went out for dinner… she stayed back as she had to take care of her kid… And later once they came back, she told them the story and they again got provoked… He threatened them as well saying he will take revenge for what they did to him when they reach his hometown and all… rest was history (:-D). And at Palaghat next day morning he (The Green T-shirt guy) got down without speaking a word… Without looking at anybody… very silently he went off… Though those guys were expecting him to say something… No matter what others say, I really felt sad for that guy…

I seriously believe that the Green T-shirt guy would have felt insulted in front of other for something which he hadn’t done… and maybe he wanted to prove his innocence or take revenge on those guys… That’s quite natural, I won’t blame him… He should have finished it by saying a sorry and not by going for an argument to a group of arrogant drunkards… Anyways, I still can’t forget that Green T-shirt guy’s face… For a while I was just thinking being in his shoes… It would have been very irritating for me for a very long time, if something that sort happens to me… And I don’t know how I would be reacting to such situation… Ohh God please don’t test me with these sorts of situation ever in life!!