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One day i was watching tv sitting alone in the hall. My friend came to me and asked a question "where do u think heart is". That's an interesting one. He didn't mean the organ in the body. He meant the heart what humans think is the birthplace for love. I would have placed my right hand on the left side of my chest and said "here".
Love. Love. Love. What is it. This was the question i had long back. Thanks to google. It has given me lot of answers. I got confused with having seen different definitions from different people for one common thing called love. Funny, I had different views/definitions at different times. So it's no wonder if other person thinks different. I love being myself. And I will be the last person on the earth who loves me so much. No hope from other planets too. Coz anyway aliens don't like us human beings. Love thyself is ok. But what about that love between parents and children, brothers and sisters, among friends, laila and majnu from history, raj and simran from ddl, jack and rose from titanic ,king kong and ann darrow from king kong,,,,
I would have placed my right hand on the left side of my chest and said "here" if he had asked me 3 years back. I told him "it's in the brain". He smiled and left back. Then I got one more view of love. Love, for me, is a kind feeling.
On a Saturday morning, I woke up from my bed. Already, the sun has come long way from the east. I got refreshed and came out of my room in search of some good breakfast in the afternoon, likely. After reaching the hotel, I found no cash in my wallet, no surprise. The atm is on the other side of the 100ft BTM road from the hotel. I was waiting to cross the road but it is not looking easy to cross through the traffic. Shit, traffic sucks. There are no clouds in the sky and the sun light is directly hitting on the earth. I looked at the sun, but could hardly keep looking for sometime and then looked down. The shadow of mine down on the earth was looking very small, as its near afternoon. I shaked my hands and my body and the shadow was also shaking along with me. Thats a Wow feeling. The hangover in my head made me feel like I haven’t seen a shadow for years. It caught my interest and I little bothered about the traffic. I played for a while nd then I made the move ahead looking at the shadow. Dabb. That’s it. Some vehicle hit a body and the body was flying in the air for a while like a projectile. Then it hit the ground but there was no movement in the body. Crowd gathered around the body. Then I realized that I am still at the same place. “Come on body, go and check wat happened”, said my mind. “ok ok, going”, said to myself. I looked down searching for the shadow, but there was none. “What the hell happened to my shadow”. I rushed towards the body, to check if its me, which was declared dead. Its me. F***ing shit. I am dead. No. I don’t want to die.
The vehicle arrived and stopped next to me. The fellows ordered me to get in. I got in and asked them who they are.
“We are Yama Doota’s”
“Why did you kill me”
“Its our Job”
“F***ing Job, go to hell”
“Actually, We are on the way”
“Am I going to hell? I already had enough on the earth”
“You didn’t meet the expectations. There is a chance”
“meet the expectations?$@^&”
“Yes, your targets are set when you are born. Hell or Heaven will be decided at the junction of the Yamapuri and the Paradise”
“You talk like a manager”
“Yes, I am ofcourse. We are a consultancy. Our job is to take you to the junction.”
“Damn it. Whatever” “And why are we moving slowly”
“Traffic Jam” “There are many souls”
Finally, we reached the junction. They seem to be confused on my ‘meet the expectations’. All my life I have been so lazy that I haven’t done either good or bad. So they decided to give me a test. They didn’t mention it’s a test but told me that it’s a chance to go to earth for the last time and can enter any body to spend some time on the earth. Hurray, I was excited. I asked them to leave me near a pub. I did wat I supposed to do, enter into some body. It was a tiresome day and hell. Lets have some cheers. It was 6pm in the evening on Sunday. Ha ha I am at the pub. The pub was not completely occupied. I checked out the people around and noticed a person in the corner. The fellow was having some shit brand. Anyway now he doesn’t even know what he is doing as I am controlling his body. I ordered my favourate 100 pipers. I had peg on peg, fag on fab, as its my last chance to feel the kick. 11pm. The waiter came and indicated that its closure time. I asked him to pack one more bottle and some stuff to each. I left the place and reached a park. I cleaned one of the table and started drinking on the table. Drank, Drank and Drank till late night and slept.
I woke up and to my surprise/shock I wasn’t in the park.
“WELCOME TO HELL”, said one person at the gate and asked me to show ID card. I showed my ID and gone for work.
The darkness around the hotel started vanishing with the dawn. The streets lights are still glowing. The streets were almost empty. Fresh cool breeze is passing the empty streets, is clearing dust on the leafs collected over the day, is mesmerizing the mind with the aroma of the fresh air, is passing by through the open half of the window. The sun hidden by the clouds escaped. The view of the colors in the sky was like a painted canvas. It started to turn into white and blue painted canvas. Like someone was morphing the sky. The sun-rays through the window hit the bed. The air in the room is now getting lil warmer. It is 7.00 in the morning now.
Dev woke up from his bed. He stretched out his hands and while relaxing wished the sun ‘Good Morning’. Moving towards the mirror, mounted above the sink, picked up the photo lying on the table next to the bed. He gave a vigorous smile at it and threw the photo on the bed. He looked for a while in the mirror at his face, He cleared the long curly hair covering his face and now he has a clear view of his face. His face turned lil red by looking at the burnt skin on one side of his face. His last wish was to make the burnt, ugly looking side of his face as charming as the other side.
Dev was good looking boy in his childhood. He had many friends. His parents were earning enough that dev could leave a happy childhood. Dev lost his parents when he was 16. He escaped the incident in which he lost his parents, but left with burnt skin on one side of his upper body. He later stayed with his grandparents. They have received a hefty sum of money from the insurance companies after dev’s parents death. With the money, dev’s grandparents raised him in more than comfort The only thing his grandparents worried were, dev was highly disturbed with his parents death.
Now, dev owns a small chain of restaurants in his town. He earns a decent money and lives with his grandparents taking care of them. He is currently now in delhi, in a hotel room, on some task which he told to his grandparents to be a business trip. Dev got refreshed. He came out of the room with his belongings. He handed over the keys to the person at the reception and informed that he is vacating the room.
Dev got into public transport bus. He took his ticket. The place he has to reach is 16kms away from the hotel. The task is his mission. He wasn’t nervous but was deeply thinking of someting that he didn’t even notice his co-passenger wishing him ‘Good Morning’. Time is running out for him. After travelling for some time, he noticed the board with the area name where he is supposed to get down. The bus stopped at some distance. He got down and looked around. He started walking towards the west and stopped after a while in front of a big wall.
The wall has small gate. There were two security personnel guarding in front of the gate. Above the gate, on the wall is written ‘JAIL’. Yes, jail. A police van came and stopped near the gate. Four police men came down of the van and started chatting with the security. The security nodded their head in agreement and one of the security personnel opened the gate and walked into the Jail.
Dev was watching this from the tea stall on the other side of the road. He was sipping his third tea while watching the drama happening at the gate. He looked very calm like a crocodile on the river shore which is waiting for its prey to reach the bank. He heard noise of the opening gate and the security personnel came out along with a guy. The face is same as the face in the photo which he was looking at, smiling vigorously, in the hotel room. He was the guy whom he was expecting to come out. He jumped up from the table and ran towards the jail. While running he took the pistol from his pocket....
Dev went to a shopping mall with his parents on a Sunday. The mall was crowded. They ended up their shopping and were about to exit the mall. They turned back and were looking for Dev. Dev was coming towards them with a greeting card, for his parents as it was their marriage day on the next day. Suddenly there was blast near the exit gate. Dev was thrown to a distance . With the blast, few shops caught fire and the fire started spreading. He was lying on the ground. There was no movement of his body. Few people came near to his body and were trying to turn out the fire on him. His body is burnt. All he could feel is pain. The ambulance arrived and he was moved to the hospital. Later, he came to know that his parents are no more. He cried. He felt more pain. He felt anger. He felt revenge. After a few days, the news channel came up with headlines ‘mastermind behind the blasts held’.
... and started shooting at the guy. He was shooting at the same guy, AK, who was held. One bullet hit the shoulder, other hit near the abdomen and one near to the heart. AK’s body hit the ground. Police men moved forward and started firing back at dev. He didn’t want to hurt the policemen. He only wanted to kill, in vengeance, the person who killed his parents. He stopped firing back but the bullets from the police guns put him down. AK and dev were moved to the hospital in the same ambulance, but both of them were dead before reaching the hospital.
In the fond memory of the families broken in the Mumbai blast, the story is a dedication to them.
I was sitting on the shore of a lake in my village. I was spending my holidays after completing my education(least required to search a job). NOW i have completed my education and was just planning what to do next(just kidding). I kept looking around at the beautiful lake, the goose enjoying their time, the cranes flying to and fro from the tree thats on the small island, the people collecting water. After some time I laid back and looked up.
"The ninth day is also the day of the Ayudha Puja. After the slaying of Mahishasura and other demons by Chamundeswari, there was no more use for her weapons. So the weapons were kept aside and worshipped. This Ayudha puja is being celebrated since ancient times. The importance of Ayudha Puja on this occasion may also be due to the fact that on the Vijayadasami day, Arjuna took back his weapons which he had hidden in a Vani tree in order to lead a life in disguise for the promised period of exile. It is believed that one who begins or renovates his learning to work on the Vijayadasami day will secure a grand success as Arjuna did in Kurukshetra war."
I dont hold any deadly weapons, as of now. So i thought of worshipping my workstation in the office. It was late. Pooja was already performed on my workstation.
I changed my mind and thought, i will perform pooja on my vehicles. ooops! i dont have any vehicle(except few dummy).
I cant do pooja on my ipod or phone or psp or laptop. because, there is nothing much useful(i guess) from those items. Its always good to perform pooja on something which is useful.
Wow. Why not perform pooja for my brain. The killer. The deadliest weapon not used much after the wars(studies).
Anyway forget all the above crap.
All i wanted to wish you "HAPPY DUSSERA".
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