Thursday, December 15, 2011

viaggio da ricordare... A journey


Hey.. 7:15 am... On the land of Chennai.. Its not different than any other land, with a difference in the attitude of ric drivers... They are notorious man !!! They didn't feel ashamed of robbing me off an amount of some 1200 rupees from Chennai city to Chengalput...I walked to CMTC where buses are aligned with the floor in just the right proportion. If one inch is up or down either the floor would crack or the bus chasis !! Now, moved towards the ticket counter to enquire about the right bus to Chengalput... The lady aunty sitting @ the ticket counter seemed to me very annoyed the very early morning.. I asked her about the bus for Chengalpattu ( this name was what written in the bloody paper I had with myself containing the information about the hotel Kanchi..I thought it would be a nepali hotel.. Kanchi !!! kanchi re kaanchi reee LOLZ ) ... and she signalled me towards a bus that I thought would be required to be towed away rather than being driven and has not been washed since the time India's independence.. Anyhow, I asked her if there is any delux bus I could find , to get informed that I would find one outside this premises... Went out,. no use ,, no delux buses.. so came inside and again inquired her about bus to Chengalpattu , same time conveying her through malicious eye look that her information was wrong.. I think she got it and got more annoyed !!! She irritatingly said: " I told you naaaaaa !!! now the bus is goone !!! wait for some more time.. ( She looked like more of a politician sitting at wrong place rather than what she was ! no malice intend ) Man ! no grudges against her, but why can't people be happy and smiling in their lives .. at least in the mornings ... Life is too short !! Isn't it ? Any how .. sat down at some place and after few minutes went back again to Super aunty to inquire !! This time she was out of her old cabin and was walking like a tigress who has just killed her prey and coming back to the den.. stout chested.. like a starwalt... Anyhow, I got a reply in tamil that I could not understand owing it to the dumb wit and weak lexicon I possess about different languages...! Might she be having a shot gun hidden in the pallu of her green saree she was wearing .. Just I was thinking ill about her a miracle happened.. Super aunty became a miracle aunty and called me up ( ( while I was writing this crap about her.. So bad of me !!! ) ) informing that bus came and I shall depart... So I did.. There is a song that is being played in my year old Nokia phone ( such a comman brand... !!! Damn ) .. This song is : "Jhule laal" by Ali Azmat ( He is lead vocalist of "Junoon" .. remember "Garaj Baras" from the movie "Paap" ) Song goes like this: " Jhule laal.. Jhule lal.. hai zindagi dhamaal.. tu jaane mera haal.. jhule laal .. good rhyming,, but more than that what feeling you get after or while hearing this song is a feeling of surrender or complete conviction in someone or something... If I try and translate the words.. it would be : Life is a turmoil.. you know my state.. jhule lal ...

PLEASE NOTE THAT THE ABOVE B.Stn IN THE PIC IS OF DERBY ;-)

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