Tuesday, June 23, 2009

World is a small place

While commuting back to home from office, in the office bus, I saw Nitin Kabra as one name in the bus muster. This immediately reminded me of one Nitin Kabra who is my cousin's - Pavan Holani's friend. I will never forget the scene when we escaped drowning into Khadakwasla damn on the Rangapanchami of year 2000 in Pune.

It so happened that on the day of colors, just to save ourselves from colors and masti, we (myself, Pavan and Nitin) planned for a visit to khadakwasla and Sinhagad. Though none of us knew swimming, we were keen on taking a dip in the sunny afternoon, before going ahead to Sinhagadh for the sunset. So we all got into the water, and one step ahead there was a pit under the waters, which we couldnt see because of the muddy water. While Nitin was almost into it, I gave him my hand, and I held Pavan with the other, so that I do not loose posture and balance. And inexperienced the three of us, with water, we all were slowly getting into the pit. This was when, Pavan raised an alarm and both of us joined. Came from somewhere were 3-4 good swimmers who rescued us, and gave us a good scolding in return, which we deserved.
We got out, had some food on the adjoining stalls and went ahead to Sinhagad for the sunset. After returning back, the waiting roomies did color us :-(

This incidence in my memory got re-freshed, and I mailed Nitin to know if he is the one, and came the assertive reply. We planned to meet in the break room on my floor. It was a long gap of 9 years. And when we saw each other, he said - "Teeno zinda hai abtak!" (All three are still alive).

World is really a small place! Lost people do have a chance to meet up again.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Rejuvenated!!!

It was over a month, and I was not able to visit my hometown. My wife was in Darwha and I was in Chennai. Wife was bitterly angry with this. Surviving the anger of a wife, is no joke - let me tell you.

5th June : 12:55 pm : Wifey called, and the call was missed purposefully. I called her back again - and finished the call in 50+ seconds. Told her that - I am in Saravana bhavan ordered my lunch, and that food in my plate is served, I will call in another 30 min after finishing the food and then can talk in details. I could sense anger in phone disconnection as well.

Wifey assumed I am in Chennai, whereas I was in the bus to my hometown, roughly 10 km away.

5th June : 1:20 pm : Hriday n Papa came to the bus stand to pick me up, and the first one to be surprised is lil Hriday. He could not control his sweet smile n laughter for next 20 min after seeing his funny 'Chashaa'. Next in the row was Amu. Papa called her at the car shade, and that was the place I surprised her with a 'bhowk'! Amu was happily annoyed for the next 10 min, that why no one told her about my arrival.

And next in queue was Anjali - sleeping in the room with my daughter Goldie. Hriday on my shoulder, still laughing loud with the events, I went to the room, Anjali got up of her sleep with this noise. And she had a perfect 'dumbo' expressions seeing me in front of her. Laughing with Hriday! She was expecting my call in 30 min, and it was complete me by her side in 30 min.

With all the laughter and initial talks, it was already 2:30, when I demanded food. Puran Poli was the special menu as Mummy and Bai were already aware of my arrival. Hriday was like waiting for my food to be over so that we both can play with stones on the tin slope in the back yard (bhata phekna). By 6 pm, we had the barber at home, who actually made my taklu daugher a real taklu - Mundan!!! By 8 pm, Anand Bhaiya and Bhabhi too arrived, and no one knew when the clock started ticking the am hours - time to sleep.

Next day started with a bang - I misleaded Hriday to call Amu Buwa as 'Taklu Buwa'! And Amu was just up from the sleep with these fine words - all the anger unloaded on me snatching my long hairs; and triggering my mom n bhaiya to ask me to cut them short.

Went to 'Valsa' for devi darshan in the eve, and Amu was driving while going and I took the driving seat while returning back. And yes, I was good at the reverse gear and the typical rural pedestrians as well. Yess - I was good with the reverse gear. Read it again - I was good with the reverse gear.



The real laughter session started once we returned back and I showed this video to Hriday. We laughed till our tummy started aching badly, and then I had to stop this video. And Hriday was still having episodes of intermittent laughters, remembering the dog.

Next day, the 7th June 9 am, was the time to board the train back to Chennai, and this was the first time in past decade that I wanted to get off the train and go back home, to be with family!!!

Rejuvenated like a new born baby!