We thought then.. that.. something time consuming is going to happen..frustration..we were in no mood to extend that matter..and were in no hope of getting help from sources now..
Sagar:" Acha suno, chodo ab sab..."
" request kar na"
" Jo bolna hai bolte hai.."...
" Ha yaar bas ab.."
As soon as he asked that question.. I brought much politeness and fear in my voice which I was capable of..
"Sir,what is the procedure.. mmh.. What is going to happen with us.."...
Thought if he will reply in same manner he used to,.. 'reply whatever is asked ...' But he was a bit co-operative this time..Thank God.. He said that Sagar is rude... He had complains regarding Sagar.. Sagar was acting like very short-tempered guy.. he was again getting hot..
I said sorry on behalf of my dear Sagar.. and said to solve the matter.. requesting.. lots of pleases.. I was shocked that i had so many pleases in my dictionary..
At last he agreed.. Rs200/- per person.. As i stated earlier.. I dint had a single
buck.. While .. Sagar had.. two hundred and...eighty.. and five..
Now a new problem... We were not out of the first problem and we had many more..!.
to be continued...
Feb 23, 2010
Feb 20, 2010
..continued
Now we were back.. back to lock-up..this was the time when the situation was getting worse.. we first thought of increasing this issue.. just showing attitude to that civil dressed attitude showing man..
But our faces reflected what we actually wanted.. frustrated we.. actually wanted.. to be rescued..by the sources.. whom we called... .. 15 minutes ago...no sign ..
the glow left.. it mixed with the 'cruel' darkness of that lock-up..
"Abe kuch nai hone wala".... Both of us.. 1st time together....
and just smiled again.. This was when I saw smile in around last 25 minutes..
It was not only the frustration which stole our smile .. but it was actually the story of that guy.. it really made us feel sad "who doesn't feel bad even when our gf's leaves us"..felt bad on his story.. may be some other reason led that...
As i stated earlier.. that guy was having much luggage .. he was in a local train.. with lots of luggage.. isn't it strange.?..It is.. But it was not.. when he explained that it was for selling purpose.. in a 'mela'.. he was going.. somewhere.. not remembering..the place.. with the purpose of stall there..he was having very less money..it was really a small amount..
Guess..
.
...
Rupees seven...!!..
this was all that he had..'seven' rupees.. the statement that he was hungry reminded us that we also dint had anything except that 'chanachur' worth rupees five.. Again we forgot that with his next statement.. he was having 'six' children..at home.. no mobile.. obviously..no mobile with his relatives..too.. no way to communicate home..no way for family members too to communicate him.. imagine his situation.. ask one of the scholar .. if he was in this situation what he could have done.. I suppose..Nothing.!.. then he was a simple common man..what he could have done..'six' children at home who will be waiting for him in late evening..there eyes will be searching for their dad...when their tired dad will come.. maybe not give them chocolates.. but will hug them..love them..thats what enough for them..
'seven' rupees in his pocket which he has to manage how to use.. to eat something.. or to communicate in some way.. problems!!.problems!!.problems!!.
Can a pass-out of best B-school suggest him where to invest.?..
In meanwhile when we forgot our problem listening to his.. that strict guy came again.. Asked if anyone want to inform at home..Oh.. wasn't that statement somewhat frightening.. different type of thoughts came .. what is going to happen with us..?. why he is asking..?. Damn..
to be continued..
But our faces reflected what we actually wanted.. frustrated we.. actually wanted.. to be rescued..by the sources.. whom we called... .. 15 minutes ago...no sign ..
the glow left.. it mixed with the 'cruel' darkness of that lock-up..
"Abe kuch nai hone wala".... Both of us.. 1st time together....
and just smiled again.. This was when I saw smile in around last 25 minutes..
It was not only the frustration which stole our smile .. but it was actually the story of that guy.. it really made us feel sad "who doesn't feel bad even when our gf's leaves us"..felt bad on his story.. may be some other reason led that...
As i stated earlier.. that guy was having much luggage .. he was in a local train.. with lots of luggage.. isn't it strange.?..It is.. But it was not.. when he explained that it was for selling purpose.. in a 'mela'.. he was going.. somewhere.. not remembering..the place.. with the purpose of stall there..he was having very less money..it was really a small amount..
Guess..
.
...
Rupees seven...!!..
this was all that he had..'seven' rupees.. the statement that he was hungry reminded us that we also dint had anything except that 'chanachur' worth rupees five.. Again we forgot that with his next statement.. he was having 'six' children..at home.. no mobile.. obviously..no mobile with his relatives..too.. no way to communicate home..no way for family members too to communicate him.. imagine his situation.. ask one of the scholar .. if he was in this situation what he could have done.. I suppose..Nothing.!.. then he was a simple common man..what he could have done..'six' children at home who will be waiting for him in late evening..there eyes will be searching for their dad...when their tired dad will come.. maybe not give them chocolates.. but will hug them..love them..thats what enough for them..
'seven' rupees in his pocket which he has to manage how to use.. to eat something.. or to communicate in some way.. problems!!.problems!!.problems!!.
Can a pass-out of best B-school suggest him where to invest.?..
In meanwhile when we forgot our problem listening to his.. that strict guy came again.. Asked if anyone want to inform at home..Oh.. wasn't that statement somewhat frightening.. different type of thoughts came .. what is going to happen with us..?. why he is asking..?. Damn..
to be continued..
Feb 18, 2010
..continuation
the good feeling was for a long time.. i suppose.. 30 minutes in such a lock-up is more than enough..thus a long time.. 30 minutes..of discussion.. : there's only one thing left now to become a real rathore..hehe.. as we qualified for its second condition.. 3rd.. was.. horse riding.. .. we were taking pictures..laughing say cheese.. 'me in JAIL' ..bull shit.. how can we think such things when we were in lock-up..I suppose we were supposed to take tensions.. calling our parents.. should plead before the 'gavar' policeman.. but foolish we..were showing attitude.. uhh.. damm..
after those unforgettable 30 minutes of my life..was more special time.. I will come to that a bit later.. but the most strange thing was something else ..till the friend on phone(Singh) asked the name of the station.. we dint really cared about that.. then we asked on of the experienced guy among us the name.. "BARAKAR" .. what.. "bara..."what..."KAR".. ohh.. "Its Barakar"... "HMM"... I just admitted that a guy was 'experienced'.. this was his second encounter.. with the same police.. for the same cause..such a dumbo he was..in PRESS... I really dint remember his name.. but he was a bihari and was using the word 'ethi' frequently.. i dont know what that stuff means..
later we saw a ray of hope.. A guy seeming to be educated.. came..civil dressed.. Sagar as usual got enthusiastic.. as soon as he asked Sagar his name.. Sagar started.. "You cant do this with us....."...everybody supported.. he shouted very loudly showing a lot of attitude.. "Answer only what is asked" .."Understood".. .. .. "Sagar Singh Chauhan".. "Age".. .. "18" .. "Residence Address".. .. but we reside in hostel.. so sagar did the same mistake.. said the same.. "I asked residence adress" attitude reflected again.. he shouted on Sagar again.. I was pinching Sagar from behind.. dont get excited.. dont argue.. he is mad..'My' short tempered Sagar replied decently.. I was proud of him..asked everybody the same and passed by..
now Sagar was frustated.. and me too.. Badly wanted to get out..end all these stuff.. all that smile just diminished.. everything on our face was.. frustation.. not only due to lock-up but also we were hungry.. this was not enough.. our friends were calling us every five minutes..taking updates.. some were just laughing on phone and started teasing us on phone.. "Jamanat ke liye aau kya ..?.".."hehe"..and etc etc..
Singh was one of the friend who showed us another ray of hope.. He asked his Jija to do something.. we also called Bhatia.. he went to ask Shadab for help.. as his father was in railway at higher post..there was nothing but phone calls in this half an hour session..Which raised our hope..
A positive sign came.. a call from some unknown guy to sagar.. "SP will call you in few minutes".. we became very happy..excited.. and got all the lost courage back..the two guys who were moving towards politeness again became 'bonds'...
again ready to face everybody...
Everything was going positive in this session.. That man in civil dress came.."How many of you want BAIL"... he said bail.. we cant believe our ears that they really heard bail..obviously everybody will be telling yes.. but no.. the guy who was in PRESS dint came out..that was fine for us.. Sagar's phone was ringing frequently in 2-3 minutes..that man(civil dressed) was also frustated first because of Sagar's arguements.. secondly by his phone.. and got more frustated when he signed in block letters.. Ohh my Sagar .. how can you make such a mistake..
"Is lofer ko phir se under dalo" he screamed.. thus I too followed my dear Mr.Sagar..the way again to lock-up..also that poor guy followed us.. As he was not having required Rs200/-...then he stated his story.. Which I will state in next blog....
the words then coming out of Sagar's .. .. .. .. .. I from Maharashtra(1st state).. .. .. ..sagar UP(2nd).. .. .. ..met in Jharkhand(3rd).. .. .. ..caught in Bengal(4th)........ !!!... isnt it interesting..??.._____"""5 STATES""
after those unforgettable 30 minutes of my life..was more special time.. I will come to that a bit later.. but the most strange thing was something else ..till the friend on phone(Singh) asked the name of the station.. we dint really cared about that.. then we asked on of the experienced guy among us the name.. "BARAKAR" .. what.. "bara..."what..."KAR".. ohh.. "Its Barakar"... "HMM"... I just admitted that a guy was 'experienced'.. this was his second encounter.. with the same police.. for the same cause..such a dumbo he was..in PRESS... I really dint remember his name.. but he was a bihari and was using the word 'ethi' frequently.. i dont know what that stuff means..
later we saw a ray of hope.. A guy seeming to be educated.. came..civil dressed.. Sagar as usual got enthusiastic.. as soon as he asked Sagar his name.. Sagar started.. "You cant do this with us....."...everybody supported.. he shouted very loudly showing a lot of attitude.. "Answer only what is asked" .."Understood".. .. .. "Sagar Singh Chauhan".. "Age".. .. "18" .. "Residence Address".. .. but we reside in hostel.. so sagar did the same mistake.. said the same.. "I asked residence adress" attitude reflected again.. he shouted on Sagar again.. I was pinching Sagar from behind.. dont get excited.. dont argue.. he is mad..'My' short tempered Sagar replied decently.. I was proud of him..asked everybody the same and passed by..
now Sagar was frustated.. and me too.. Badly wanted to get out..end all these stuff.. all that smile just diminished.. everything on our face was.. frustation.. not only due to lock-up but also we were hungry.. this was not enough.. our friends were calling us every five minutes..taking updates.. some were just laughing on phone and started teasing us on phone.. "Jamanat ke liye aau kya ..?.".."hehe"..and etc etc..
Singh was one of the friend who showed us another ray of hope.. He asked his Jija to do something.. we also called Bhatia.. he went to ask Shadab for help.. as his father was in railway at higher post..there was nothing but phone calls in this half an hour session..Which raised our hope..
A positive sign came.. a call from some unknown guy to sagar.. "SP will call you in few minutes".. we became very happy..excited.. and got all the lost courage back..the two guys who were moving towards politeness again became 'bonds'...
again ready to face everybody...
Everything was going positive in this session.. That man in civil dress came.."How many of you want BAIL"... he said bail.. we cant believe our ears that they really heard bail..obviously everybody will be telling yes.. but no.. the guy who was in PRESS dint came out..that was fine for us.. Sagar's phone was ringing frequently in 2-3 minutes..that man(civil dressed) was also frustated first because of Sagar's arguements.. secondly by his phone.. and got more frustated when he signed in block letters.. Ohh my Sagar .. how can you make such a mistake..
"Is lofer ko phir se under dalo" he screamed.. thus I too followed my dear Mr.Sagar..the way again to lock-up..also that poor guy followed us.. As he was not having required Rs200/-...then he stated his story.. Which I will state in next blog....
the words then coming out of Sagar's .. .. .. .. .. I from Maharashtra(1st state).. .. .. ..sagar UP(2nd).. .. .. ..met in Jharkhand(3rd).. .. .. ..caught in Bengal(4th)........ !!!... isnt it interesting..??.._____"""5 STATES""
Feb 17, 2010
..continued
After looking the pointed thing we blamed ourself a bit.. only a bit.. because we knew it was not a big mistake and will not cost much.. then as everytime 'bond' Sagar went forward to talk to that policeman.. along with us police were able to take out around 6 men out until the train left..I was just looking at the train.. thinking.. or laughing.. or frustating.. or imagining that will we get a train at 'this' station??.. as it was very small station.. As there was no force to do promotion both of us were very chill..
"Sir, sunie"..... ... "baat to maanie sir"... ... "koi jaanke naahi chade ham".. .. "Galati hogai sirji" .. ..types of many statements were before that policeman.. while all the other 7 were busy with convincing policemen I was just taking the feel of the situation..He was very cruel.. A man with a "RULE BOOK".. he was just not listening to anybody..
In between he said "Line Banao".. this was the period when i thought there's no problem.. he 'll take around 30-40rupees and leave us.. he said the line to follow him..As he said we did.. I was mum.. while Sagar was just trying to convince him giving his full efforts.. he asked Sagar to shut his mouth.. then also we were very chill..
But following him.. Suddenly he said us to go inside... 4 of 8 went..I had a doubt.. is that there office or..?.. was confused concerning the place were he said us to enter.. I peeped inside .. awe!.. yack.!! it was a very dirty place .. with attached toilet with gate open..it was a LOCK-UP... I dint agreed to enter.. "Take as much fine u need" .. " But I will not go inside".....Sagar was still trying to put his point before all those 'gavars'..He dint asked me anything.. but gave a good hit at the back of one guy.. who was seeming to be poor with a lot of luggage standing beside me.. As soon as he hit him without any force I entered.. Sooner Sagar entered too..
I was even not able to imagine that for such a small mistake this punishment.. how can he put us behind bars.. we have travelled WT without any such type of tensions... Then it was the first time something came out of me.. I was supporting Sagar.. shouting along with him.. but.. no effect.. not even a single policeman had a heart which could be melted.. We showed our ID , promotions documents.. again.. no effects..
Scenario inside was superb.. the toilet was stinking.. everywhere was 'paan' spitted.. it was very small lockup even for 4.. and we were 8.. then also we kept our cool.. all the other 6 guys had their stories.. everybody was an interesting sample.. one guy was going in search of a job..he was caught in these type of matters first time.. and in first time only he was inside a lock-up.. ohh.. that was not fine for him.. he was shivering.. was very much afraid..We gave him courage.. to hold.. not to take tension..
the man who was with a lot of luggage.. stated his story too.. in meanwhile.. Sagar called many of our friends at hostel ..informing them...telling them to apply some sources.. and let us out.. we were feeling good.. there is nothing to feel good if u are in a very dirty lock-up with some local guys.. but .. then also we were smiling.. again with time..the smile departed..
.... to be continued!!!
"Sir, sunie"..... ... "baat to maanie sir"... ... "koi jaanke naahi chade ham".. .. "Galati hogai sirji" .. ..types of many statements were before that policeman.. while all the other 7 were busy with convincing policemen I was just taking the feel of the situation..He was very cruel.. A man with a "RULE BOOK".. he was just not listening to anybody..
In between he said "Line Banao".. this was the period when i thought there's no problem.. he 'll take around 30-40rupees and leave us.. he said the line to follow him..As he said we did.. I was mum.. while Sagar was just trying to convince him giving his full efforts.. he asked Sagar to shut his mouth.. then also we were very chill..
But following him.. Suddenly he said us to go inside... 4 of 8 went..I had a doubt.. is that there office or..?.. was confused concerning the place were he said us to enter.. I peeped inside .. awe!.. yack.!! it was a very dirty place .. with attached toilet with gate open..it was a LOCK-UP... I dint agreed to enter.. "Take as much fine u need" .. " But I will not go inside".....Sagar was still trying to put his point before all those 'gavars'..He dint asked me anything.. but gave a good hit at the back of one guy.. who was seeming to be poor with a lot of luggage standing beside me.. As soon as he hit him without any force I entered.. Sooner Sagar entered too..
I was even not able to imagine that for such a small mistake this punishment.. how can he put us behind bars.. we have travelled WT without any such type of tensions... Then it was the first time something came out of me.. I was supporting Sagar.. shouting along with him.. but.. no effect.. not even a single policeman had a heart which could be melted.. We showed our ID , promotions documents.. again.. no effects..
Scenario inside was superb.. the toilet was stinking.. everywhere was 'paan' spitted.. it was very small lockup even for 4.. and we were 8.. then also we kept our cool.. all the other 6 guys had their stories.. everybody was an interesting sample.. one guy was going in search of a job..he was caught in these type of matters first time.. and in first time only he was inside a lock-up.. ohh.. that was not fine for him.. he was shivering.. was very much afraid..We gave him courage.. to hold.. not to take tension..
the man who was with a lot of luggage.. stated his story too.. in meanwhile.. Sagar called many of our friends at hostel ..informing them...telling them to apply some sources.. and let us out.. we were feeling good.. there is nothing to feel good if u are in a very dirty lock-up with some local guys.. but .. then also we were smiling.. again with time..the smile departed..
.... to be continued!!!
Feb 16, 2010
5 states..
today... its 16th of feb.. i n Sagar had to promote Srijan at Durgapur..
We planned every thing.. got up at 0630hrs.. sagar as usual was late.. After making us late again At dhanbad station : he was fighting for merely five rupees with the so called tempo wala..Again he was consuming time..frustating me.. train was about to arrive..we reached station..i went ATM as i dint had a single bug..BAD LUCK.. no link..no money.. Sagar had around Rs 300/-which were sufficient till we reach destination.. enquired.. the lady at the desk there asked us to make everything fast as train actually arrived.. running towards platform no. 2 .. the train is already standing there.. "Baap re Baap" "Itni bheed".. we just reached n got up in the last compartment in hurry..
Train departed with "us".. we were discussing everything nicely about some type of innovative things.. happiness.. but not lasted.. hell .. mobile ranged.. there was a friend of sagar's who was not happy to see us happy..
She was calling him in every five-ten minutes.. frustration again.. its really hell when someone sitting beside you is on phone and u have no choice other than listening him..Unfortunately m not aloud to write her name..I controlled..
Then.. a bit later ..someone other than "she" interrupted.. around 0930hrs approx. a harsh voice came "Chalo utho utro niche".. we really had no idea what was happening.. policemen were surrounding us.. "Sir , we have tickets" as soon as Sagar busted with these words he pointed us towards something which we should have observed before we was entering in that compartment.. Guess what.. "MEN ARE NOT ALLOWED" was written in "three" languages...
We call ourself IITian and we did such a mistake.. chee..
chalo aage ki baat kal likhunga... its enough for today.. :)
We planned every thing.. got up at 0630hrs.. sagar as usual was late.. After making us late again At dhanbad station : he was fighting for merely five rupees with the so called tempo wala..Again he was consuming time..frustating me.. train was about to arrive..we reached station..i went ATM as i dint had a single bug..BAD LUCK.. no link..no money.. Sagar had around Rs 300/-which were sufficient till we reach destination.. enquired.. the lady at the desk there asked us to make everything fast as train actually arrived.. running towards platform no. 2 .. the train is already standing there.. "Baap re Baap" "Itni bheed".. we just reached n got up in the last compartment in hurry..
Train departed with "us".. we were discussing everything nicely about some type of innovative things.. happiness.. but not lasted.. hell .. mobile ranged.. there was a friend of sagar's who was not happy to see us happy..
She was calling him in every five-ten minutes.. frustration again.. its really hell when someone sitting beside you is on phone and u have no choice other than listening him..Unfortunately m not aloud to write her name..I controlled..
Then.. a bit later ..someone other than "she" interrupted.. around 0930hrs approx. a harsh voice came "Chalo utho utro niche".. we really had no idea what was happening.. policemen were surrounding us.. "Sir , we have tickets" as soon as Sagar busted with these words he pointed us towards something which we should have observed before we was entering in that compartment.. Guess what.. "MEN ARE NOT ALLOWED" was written in "three" languages...
We call ourself IITian and we did such a mistake.. chee..
chalo aage ki baat kal likhunga... its enough for today.. :)
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