A busy thursday afternoon

A busy thursday afternoon A busy thursday afternoon on Laxmi road, as most of the manufacturing units observe a weekly off it added to the bus(i)ness. Thanks to the rain gods, for showing some mercy, but this added to the chaos. Finding a parking place for a two wheeler on Laxmi road, especially on a Thursday afternoon is like finding needle in a stack of hay. As I was cruising on laxmi road with my 10 year old, both of us were totally drenched... just as I was about cancel my plans and head back home I saw a lady standing rather occupying or blocking (to be more precise) the parking place. As a gentleman I requested her to please move so that I could park my vehicle and proceed for my work. She said she is waiting for her buddy and so she is holding/blocking the spot for their vehicle. When I asked her where the vehicle was she said its coming and it is at a particular signal. As a regular on laxmi road, I understood that the vehicle is at least 2 km away and there are three signals on the way from the location mentioned by her. It would take approximately 20-25 mins on regular day and at least 45 mins on a day like this to cover the distance and reach the said parking spot. I requested her again saying I would be done in 5 mins, so please let me park my vehicle. In a very stubborn manner she said "no, I will not, do I look like a crazy person to stand here in rain". I replied "I don’t know... it must be your hobby..." On repeating that I would be done in 5 min she moved away and let me park (wow - one the few battles that I have won against any woman... obviously never against my mother, sister, girlfriends, and never against my wife... sigh!!!) As I was aligning my vehicle - she said "only 5 min" in a commanding voice. Trust me it hit me at a very wrong place... I replied does this place belong to you… or does your father or brother or husband own this road… She said “why did you lie to me, you said 5 mins and now you are going back on your words… don’t you have any manners” – I replied “I have them at home and I don’t carry them during the rainy season”… I could sense that she was fuming from – as all the road-side vendors, passerby and shopkeepers were laughing at her… and I was least bothered as I had already parked my vehicle. Showing her helpless-ness she noted down my vehicle registration number – I asked her do you also want my cell nos… When I was done with my work and returning to the parking lot – I came across the same lady and her “friend” entering the same premise where I had completed my work and was on the move… Fear struck me when various things ran through my mind – what if she has removed my vehicle from the parking and moved it to the no-parking area… and what if it was picked up by the cops… etc… etc… But nothing as such had happened as the vehicle was there at the same place where I had left…

The 'Common' man... oops sorry the common people...

The 'Common' man... oops sorry
the common people...


The 'Common' man... a fantastic representation by our very own Mr. R.K. Laxman. Surprisingly the 'liberated woman's group' (mahila mukit andoolan) have not targetted him, for making the cartoon of a man and not a woman. So before they target this blog I have put an "oops" in the headline itself, naming it the Common people. The 'aam janta' - mango people, mango known as the king of all fruits. The fruit is the king but the people are not. Perhaps they will never be... A few days the auto rickshaw union was on indefinite strike, recently the banks were on strike, the doctors were also on strike.
The only people who cannot go on strike are the Common people and the people incharge of the internal and external security of the the nation, POLICE, SRPF, BSF AND THE DEFENCE
PERSONNEL. They can revolt but cant go on strike, but what about the Common people.

Even the Common people cannot go on strike, as they have a family that is be taken care of. They are the people who suffer the most and its only they who are harrassed the most. Why, has anybody asked this question...

Will the Common man ever go on strike...

Anything...

Anything, isnt it a wierd word... the other day I was chatting with one of my student, and she was confused. After clearing her doubts she suggested that I should write a book, and when suggested it, I even asked her what topic should I write on... and "ANYTHING" was the answer.

But the answer made me think... whenever I go to a restaurant and am asked what will I have prompt is the reply "ANYTHING". But what does it actually define or mean and when do we use it. I would say it gives the opposite person an opportunity to decide on your behalf or a freedom to express him/herself. And in turn it tells us to respect the indivudual. We tend to use this word only with our closest of acquaintances and the people whom we trust.

Power of WORD/s

Words, what they mean... express... say... reciprocate or reflect... its an expression of our mind. Words make us realise and understand a/every 'relation' - Mom, dad, Darling, sweetheart, I love you... I miss you... etc... Here is a tribute to the WORDS... when used correctly they honour you or else abuse you. Not only should we respect them we should also treat and use them properly, effectively and respectably.