Good week has started,pretty much hush-a hush was goin around as sis and broinlaw were back in india to our place.This day usually started off early with my sis pitching on top vocals on to me, to get up to unending episodes of talk talk and yes to talk.Mom got onto single,double god knows how many times shifts overworking ,all time record standing in kitchen and turning out savouries to please my sis taste buds and obviously broinlaws. I bet i would have wished god atleast once ,to make me one myself to just receive the bestobest treament when i would visit my in laws if i was a guy. Indian homes definitely treat and get million times consious when the son in law is in.He is treated as a king ,,silly why should it be that way comon.
Its just obnoxious and i hate the very practice of it ,,but cant help it ,so shut up and continue. Damn i always find myself at the other side.Some times acting as a waiter, as an assistant chef, as a cleaner.. on the whole a sick time as a maid serving the great guests at home, bad time but yes its the way it is..Anyways these experiences would help me becoming a decent homemaker..Be optimistist the way to be. I was kinda happy that moma dearest was out of her cocoon ,she got her toungues twisting with making faces nd her endless stories complaining about me to her elder one. My sis kinda get charged up listenin bad about me , as if she is the professor who all the way has come to set me right with yardsticks of the wise knowledge to behave.I hate this part of being the younger.Anyways i would never absorb a single bit of it and manage to be pretty good actor not to piss any one off as they say '' we say things for your good only ".Does that sound so familiar to you too?
I know the coming days i had to set things right and ooze out lot of liquid outta gym.My pants were already kinda hugging me tighter with love more than ever just in the second week.All cos of momas savouries endlessly feasting us, there was the kitchen which is in no mood to shut.Shop was in full form . The meals were in full bloom with atleast 3 stages of the course ending with deserts ..yum cravin one for now :(.
I wonder always the best part of her talent comes out when anybody visits us.Else the daily box of mine is pretty lika for a famished farmer.. dry with no oil 3 mixed barn rotis (dono wat all she puts in) nd the curry like for a high bp patient with justa pinch of salt..these nature care diet programs on tv got into her head a lot,if i could i would have point blanked that xyzzzz guru on that idiot box spoilin the mummies and yes the YUM food NO NO slogans.Dared to puke this out as anyhow moms not gotta peep out here.See food is the first thing i cant just go on, so here i diet this up.
People in US are more upto date than us.The stupid news channels which give the repeatitive shit is more watched in there in what not youtube,cable.nets and dumb sites promising sec by sec coverage.My sis was worried that the city is in news ,popular with breaking news not for some glory and discovery of fortune or something but as we are so now USED to all for wrong silly shitty reason ,the ** movement which we all watched last month.I dont want to be next victim like poor SRK.Our local sena would not burn effigies of mine.But i knw,that no heck would any Tv channel would bother if no one like me is targetted.So let me not dare to get in to naming the thing.You guys are sucha geek and smart outta there you know if ever in recent times your vehicle has been renamed or your friends number plate got sacked to rename or if not you neighbours or if not comon dont be the 4 idiot now trying to play the dumb a**.You are not hearing it from me got it.You got ! what i am talking about .So now my sis was worried cos her trip bak home is so badly timed that she didnt worry for her safety ,nor city nor any ours.All hue and cry was that she cant spill her dollars in the new malls which has come up here.No shopping she was like wat a pity mummy!!
These desi people under videsi abodes kinda change ,i dont say they just act to forget the born with slang or the lanes or addresses.But ya they do start hating the place calling it dirty,shity ,noisy,sicko traffic and just this place shucks.Now i just exaggerated,my di was just an year old away ,so she just saved my fists by just complainin that she is feeling it being dusty and polluted.Past 4 days she was back on the old ground.No complains no demands ! Mission shopping,packing things ,,,,etc etc back in to her luggage bags.
Succesfully the two parties my "mom" the highness and sis the genius signed the treaty.
Began,wondering what? Moms kitchen is taken by sis and mom's back her onto designing nd dress making for my sis unending shopping.It worried me about mom's labour and poor knees ,,but it surprised me with horror that she is performin to high delivering 2 deliverables in one day.Uhh teri , i lament and cry for months together begging mom to get me one dress done,,and she bestows a single peice in no less than 1 month.Heights of Injustice..i just felt an african labour digging diamonds thinking they are scrap.Silly comparison,,i donno if that made any sense.
Oh damn! i took again a zigsaw lane, lost in some lame details..Not important then ignore ignore ..God why don u just help me practising shooting the points in simple and straight atleast sometimes.
The other day we had to visit my sis place and here is the twist there home is beside the infamous OU campus.O yeah! the slight talk abt it made u remember the Tv,lights ,action ,camera,breaking scrolls!They have started in their car which was under the caretaker ME. My jiju freshly happend to struggle with the "No power steering old lady'' , i should say the sick alto it gave me nightmares to drive..god when would i drive mine . Hope he is not listening,men cant bare any bad single word ,complain about their cars.I understood why its their first love 90% are damn possesive about cars,bikes than females at home....Do Remember this ....Gosh he gave me a simple lengthy peice of gyaan how i should have actuaaly cleaned and parked it!! My mad i was chanting inside within ,,I KNOW IT ! but swallowed it with a simple nod and difficult smile.My sis mind works sometimes ,,oops o yeah she is my sister after all. She suggested get in the car ,you accompanying us.If jiju gets stuck with the struggle of driving here, you could take over the driving.In clean words a Second Driver for US walas ,,temperory ofcourse,,,i was like swaths u got a good job to show off how you can create magic on roads,i was like yuppie why not.I just got into the car ,,silly me in my tracks .I didnt even ask them time to change and come ,the desperato! It just happend so fast ,as road getting squeezed i was cursing myself how could you go in stupid night pyjamas to your sis in laws house ,damn girly dumbbesttt(Suffix suits me well ,,ofcourse me the champ.praise self and be happy)
This is it.The first look of the drama unlimited has begun.The road was mysteriously carpeted with the khakis.Some guys were camping with hard to resist sleepy eyes.Poor men atleast now they were on duty..sorry for shameless comment but yes i pity the extra incomfort sir for all of you guys...I even saw couple of men takin a nap on the footpaths with the old antique rifles cornered carelessly.we now know and yeah it is universal fact now ,,that even god gives power and come what may these rifles wouldnt work for dead sure .The checking, the blockades and heights of the dead traffic jam as we got close to the ''D'' campus .Usually from childhood it gave me scary glimpse as no mans land ,,jungle amidst the town. Had to take diversion towards the other lane sideways to OU entrace which taged no entry.The just 1km away destination for us just in no time became the journey from one state to other.Nightmare for my jiju , who just wondering ,nervously strugling with the old lady after an age of driving in these lanes.He poor got used to sexy long automatic bitches in US.O please i was talking about sedan cars!Additionally the worst apun ka hyd ka traffic .It was all in all the worst night on roads,it took us 1 hour to clear the 2km round about road to reach their place.Things sorted out ,greetings exchanged,allz well the mission of their home work was completed.
Now starts the climax , nerving, longing, with the X factor.The old lady with my jiju nd sis wondering that what scenes the idiot websites flashed they have been watching in the foreign land were in real action.My di was so curiously watching as if she never saw 10 policemen together, jaw dropping almost awestruck like a halfticket kid who would watch a plane flying above the ground..arehhhhhhhhhhh too much na swaths...O baby this is regular cinema for us these days i was like...
Dishum ,ding ...dishum the sound just dazzled all of us.We just got haywire what was happeing in the middle of road, a 2km stretch of jam with no single cm of movement .Felt like city got stuck , all shut ..people were wondering when the road will be squeezed to zero.All of a sudden 4 young boys running with nerves out pelted stones on the bus standing in front of 2 cars before our old lady.It was it ,,I was actually watching the
Real Action!! O my god ,,we were scarred,,simple outrageously afraid.yes no one could keep composure.We girls in car shouted as if we saw a tiger in front of us.Ya we dont scream for cockroaches like all others.My jiju maintained with stunning expression thinking how to take a u turn .where is the way out.Wondering ,praying they would leave this petite alto old damn car atleast.Now started the chase ,the havoc people running around ,bikers starred jumping skipping curves,,shouting go off,go offf ,take the right turn near the st Anns school at tarnaka.Go in to the colony it would take to nacharam ,go from there .Some bikers cautioning do not go forward people have already became MENTALLY ILL.All the buses have gone in to rubbles,the whole stretch was smelling glass peices,petrol.No fire thank god.It was just breakin beating shouting screaming ,saala with JAI *****slogans.I saw the fear in peoples eyes for the first time.A small girl was crying with her vocal chords to splash out.The young boy who was in the fateful bus with blood around his scratched chin running with a hanky around.Old man trying hard to lift his cycle on his shoulder to run.There i see a poor hawker saving his pennies and goods and covering underneath.
Wherz my land .my peaceful home.Where is the hope to survive another day carelessly amidst of being secure.Where is the rain of happiness and smiles,where are the uncles and aunts who care without race.Where is the teacher who teaches without knowing your caste.Where is the doctor who touches you without seeing your complexion.Where are my brothers and sisters across the globe.Who are you to tell me this is not mine and is yours.
If land is yours and mine ,,also divide the air and water with origin filters of race ,caste and complexion.You drink the white , give black water for others.Alas but god has created just one water for all humans wihtout a color.Who are you, just the poison with in the land.
Few lines of prose was running in my mind.We could get along in some unknown lanes to escape the wrath.Silence engrossed the car.We were already numb trying to assimilate the things happend in few minutes around the eyes.I was blank ,numb .I was wondering how humans live in places where they have to live with this every other day.I kinda felt horribly a part of this land ,this time.Yes we are spectators cant turn around a social creature who can change the world.But yes i can express,i can condemn,,i can disagree which is what i say it here.Love peace ,hate voilence ma friends .An action movie is just good to watch on celluloid not in real.
After 2 hours of dark lane riding behind to get into known roads .We kinda confused to get to some light.I saw 4 guys standing in the corner.Obvious scared thinking they are part of mob.But not all jerks fulled up this land.It was a moment of truimph ,young guys were volunteering to guide people to get to the right direction.They said take right will get you nacharam.Go fast go fast.I feel so proud when i see some responsible blood.I don shy away in saluting for small things which we ought to do in times.
I dedicate this blog to those 4 young boys in those dark lanes guiding feared strangers estranged in fateful times.
We got home it took 4 hours to cover 10km.Dead tired for the roller coaster chase.Sobbed ,worried and wondered what happend for this all and yes that was the day of the govt anti statement annoucement day.It was Jan 9.
Next day was again same,,got in to tinny minny of life.But the dark night was an experience undesired and Unintended.I wish you never should have one experience.it may inspire u to write this stuff but every one cant be lucky.
It was a Date with Violence,,, God please give all such idiots some brain to stop this DANCE OF DANGER!We want to live with humans not with beasts.
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They come ,they shout, they pelt ,they go..
We live,we cry, we feel the pain and some of we die ,,,
Who in the world could be spared to live with the division ,when a man has become an eater of the other !
By Swaths
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