"Michael" I said stretching my hands to the guy oppsite to me.He was a bit tall,clean shaven with his hair trimmed properly.His eyes were piercing and had some sort of fire in them.
"Jimmy" he said shaking my hand.Wonder from where people rechristen themeselves like this.Names like Jimmy , Tommy are meant for dogs or pets in a broader prespective.
" JuJu told me about you.He has kind of vouched for you,lets say.So how much can you push?"offering me a cigarette which I accepted.
Is this group supposed to be the mafia or some sort of veterinary operation gang.Juju ?He must have felt like a dog throughout his life.
"Around a kilo a week to begin with.Maruijiana preferably.If that is O.K. with you ofcourse" I said keeping face impassive.Unemoted face can be a major asset when you were dealing with people like these.
" One Kilo?Thats cool with me."he said ,signalling the guy to get the stuff for me.I adjusted myself in the chair and took a deep puff.It was my moment of reckoning afterall.
The packet arrived and I welcomed it with both hands,trying hard to hide my excitement.
" Ill get back to you in a few weeks I guess"stretching out my hands.It was going to be a long partnership afterall..
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
@ the station,yet again!
"Let me get this straight.You screw it up or try to run away,you will be punctured by bullets.Do you understand ??"trying to sound arrogant.
I was expecting a "chilling" line like the Corleone's in the GodFather,but it was a disappointing threat.That was the most cliched line I have come across.Dude,Copy from the movies properly,and by the way you forgot the "Gun on my Forehead Part".
As I was trying to get some portion of my ass in the trade,I nodded my head in complete agreement,puffing casually as I took the packets from him.
20:25 , Dadar Railway Station
It was crowded like hell.To search for one soul here was like searching for an albino pigeon.You are almost fucked .I moved around searching for him slowly.There was a sea of people . Trains arrived and departed every third minute,which resulted in irritatingly high density of people per square feet.Trobules were trebling every passing minute as I scanned the crowd slowly.I spotted him,clad in black without the hand,the details matched.Our eyes met for a fraction of a second and that was more than enough.We moved towards each other swiftly ,my eys completely following each action of his.My hands moved across my pocket ,just to check the gun .We passed by , completing the trade in less than a minute .My hands feeling the stack of bills ,a smile just popped up on my face..The Deal was On..
I was expecting a "chilling" line like the Corleone's in the GodFather,but it was a disappointing threat.That was the most cliched line I have come across.Dude,Copy from the movies properly,and by the way you forgot the "Gun on my Forehead Part".
As I was trying to get some portion of my ass in the trade,I nodded my head in complete agreement,puffing casually as I took the packets from him.
20:25 , Dadar Railway Station
It was crowded like hell.To search for one soul here was like searching for an albino pigeon.You are almost fucked .I moved around searching for him slowly.There was a sea of people . Trains arrived and departed every third minute,which resulted in irritatingly high density of people per square feet.Trobules were trebling every passing minute as I scanned the crowd slowly.I spotted him,clad in black without the hand,the details matched.Our eyes met for a fraction of a second and that was more than enough.We moved towards each other swiftly ,my eys completely following each action of his.My hands moved across my pocket ,just to check the gun .We passed by , completing the trade in less than a minute .My hands feeling the stack of bills ,a smile just popped up on my face..The Deal was On..
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Where do we start??
Sitting down on the couch,he offered me a cigarette.He had asked me to bring a sample of the coke I had ,it was in my pocket.We did a little and admired the quality .We then shifted focus to business.Ten minutes was going to decide my future.
"Reddy" he said reaching out his hand.(Fuck!!Gulti??Damnit!)
"Mike,Michael " shaking his hands.
"So this stuff ,where did you get it"
"Is this part of the business???"I shot back rather frustrated with his nosy questions.
"Chill man..Chill.. I have no problems with this pack.I am looking for a long term thing.Maruijana ,Coke.The cops will fuck us here totally if we are caught..So thinking still.?"directly into the business.
" I can do it if you want "jumping at the oppurtunity .
" How can I trust you??I mean who are you mate??.Don't expect me to be that dumb" was the reply
" Cool it.."It was my turn to cool him down.."We can have a try.Gimme a a pack.Will do it for you. I fuck the cops and get it done..We have a deal.Done?" Words came out at hurriedly.I wanted this badly.This was big money.No more urinated street corners and crappy places..
" Hmmm..Ok...Probably" he blurted.
"Where do we start???"
"Reddy" he said reaching out his hand.(Fuck!!Gulti??Damnit!)
"Mike,Michael " shaking his hands.
"So this stuff ,where did you get it"
"Is this part of the business???"I shot back rather frustrated with his nosy questions.
"Chill man..Chill.. I have no problems with this pack.I am looking for a long term thing.Maruijana ,Coke.The cops will fuck us here totally if we are caught..So thinking still.?"directly into the business.
" I can do it if you want "jumping at the oppurtunity .
" How can I trust you??I mean who are you mate??.Don't expect me to be that dumb" was the reply
" Cool it.."It was my turn to cool him down.."We can have a try.Gimme a a pack.Will do it for you. I fuck the cops and get it done..We have a deal.Done?" Words came out at hurriedly.I wanted this badly.This was big money.No more urinated street corners and crappy places..
" Hmmm..Ok...Probably" he blurted.
"Where do we start???"
Welcome to the world..
He seemed to buy the story,but I knew I had to be fucking careful otherwise my intestines will be plucked and used as a memento.And common,I wanted a fair enough death.I didnt' give a fuck about all the Sins I did , and about what i am going to do.I had three meals a day,my stomach didn't complain.I lived in a world of my own.
04.15 am,the next day
The guy arrived.He was short with a pointed nose and not that clean shaven.I dropped the cigaratte and walked towards him.He wanted to buy that stuff,I was keen on moving it further.I pushed the deal further and told 50% cut and I join him.He looked at me cautiously doubting me if I was a cop.Hell,I came out of nowhere and suddenly handing him two kilos of coke,you are bound to get suspicious.I swore that I wasnt' a cop and got on the veichle.It was a Maruti Van ,( the movies were real!!!)They blindfolded me,and I went on cursing them.The driver was on a rampage sparing no time for the veichles on the opposite side.I could hear horns being romped incessantly.And then the veichle halted,slowly I began to suck in the atmosphere.It was pretty eerie,I was looking around like a lost child.I had just publically put my life for sale.And I entered the bar, looked around for signs of life.No one.I repeated the F word thrice mentally hoping for a change.Swalloing a huge chunk of saliva, I stepped inside the world .The world of MAFIA.
04.15 am,the next day
The guy arrived.He was short with a pointed nose and not that clean shaven.I dropped the cigaratte and walked towards him.He wanted to buy that stuff,I was keen on moving it further.I pushed the deal further and told 50% cut and I join him.He looked at me cautiously doubting me if I was a cop.Hell,I came out of nowhere and suddenly handing him two kilos of coke,you are bound to get suspicious.I swore that I wasnt' a cop and got on the veichle.It was a Maruti Van ,( the movies were real!!!)They blindfolded me,and I went on cursing them.The driver was on a rampage sparing no time for the veichles on the opposite side.I could hear horns being romped incessantly.And then the veichle halted,slowly I began to suck in the atmosphere.It was pretty eerie,I was looking around like a lost child.I had just publically put my life for sale.And I entered the bar, looked around for signs of life.No one.I repeated the F word thrice mentally hoping for a change.Swalloing a huge chunk of saliva, I stepped inside the world .The world of MAFIA.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Acquistion,Anyone?
04.00 am,
My eyes were burning.Hell it was early morning 4 am man!!To be interrupted while sleeping is one of the most devastating things in Planet Earth.And for watching some sick bastard walk the street to drop some white crap, is like listening to Himesh Reshmmiya sing,that too when you are stressed out..I got up,dressed myself and lit a cigarette and walked to the street end.It was pretty dark,and I had this familiar feeling of watching a Horror movie.But fortunately,the sound effects were minimal.There was no water dripping from the pipes , and most importantly there was no dog howling and growling.I sat down by the road side,waiting for the person to arrive.
04.15 am,
Two guys walked to the shop and handed the man some stuff.Immediately I walked upto them.And out of nowhere they pulled their guns and pointed at me.
"Wait!" I screamed not realizing that it was stupid to ask for a break when they are trying to kill you.The Shopkeeper told the guys something and they didn't fire.I was intact still.
I told them about my possession of Coke and if they were interested in getting it.Obviously they weren't dumb enough to say "Yes Sir,We love Coke",they threw "Who the Fuck is he" look.
Almost immediately I blurted out " I came into hiding coz of the cops @ Madras.I was a trafficker there".
"Will talk to you tommorow ,same time ,same place" one of them replied
There goes my sleep again!
My eyes were burning.Hell it was early morning 4 am man!!To be interrupted while sleeping is one of the most devastating things in Planet Earth.And for watching some sick bastard walk the street to drop some white crap, is like listening to Himesh Reshmmiya sing,that too when you are stressed out..I got up,dressed myself and lit a cigarette and walked to the street end.It was pretty dark,and I had this familiar feeling of watching a Horror movie.But fortunately,the sound effects were minimal.There was no water dripping from the pipes , and most importantly there was no dog howling and growling.I sat down by the road side,waiting for the person to arrive.
04.15 am,
Two guys walked to the shop and handed the man some stuff.Immediately I walked upto them.And out of nowhere they pulled their guns and pointed at me.
"Wait!" I screamed not realizing that it was stupid to ask for a break when they are trying to kill you.The Shopkeeper told the guys something and they didn't fire.I was intact still.
I told them about my possession of Coke and if they were interested in getting it.Obviously they weren't dumb enough to say "Yes Sir,We love Coke",they threw "Who the Fuck is he" look.
Almost immediately I blurted out " I came into hiding coz of the cops @ Madras.I was a trafficker there".
"Will talk to you tommorow ,same time ,same place" one of them replied
There goes my sleep again!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Information is wealth
My toilet Flush occupied Primetime in my Brain,as the sight of it (not a pleasant one at all!) crossed by me again.It has been two weeks and I hadn't taken any significant steps towards making some Serious money using that.It was getting pretty dark and as I walked past the Shop in my street corner,an idea struck me.I was pretty desperate to make some cash(That company thing just dropped in and said Hello).I moved to the shopkeeper and asked him for 'Maal',and tried to strike a conversation.It was pretty tough,given my Hindi was sounding Greekish to him.I couldn't blame him for that!
"Eh maal bahuth acha hai" I knew these Acha lines properly since I had rehersed just in case I ran into some hot chick.Complimenting her by saying,"aapka voice bahuth acha hai" would be one hell of a start!
The nod was pretty gentle,which I assumed to be a "Yes.and please get the Fuck out of here".Very very kind.To have a please word before the F word is way too gentle.
"Kahan se mila"I asked him sounding hopeful of a reply
Ten Minutes later,I was on my way back home giving hi fives to invisible hands stretching out to me.The train is waiting....
"Eh maal bahuth acha hai" I knew these Acha lines properly since I had rehersed just in case I ran into some hot chick.Complimenting her by saying,"aapka voice bahuth acha hai" would be one hell of a start!
The nod was pretty gentle,which I assumed to be a "Yes.and please get the Fuck out of here".Very very kind.To have a please word before the F word is way too gentle.
"Kahan se mila"I asked him sounding hopeful of a reply
Ten Minutes later,I was on my way back home giving hi fives to invisible hands stretching out to me.The train is waiting....
Thursday, June 26, 2008
DreamLand...
I was unconscious of the fact that my mouth had become a new shelter for the Mosquitoes.I had them opened for so long,that the' mozzies' went into my oesophagus,clearly assuming it to be some sort of play ground.I spit it out,slowly regaining my senses.Hell! There was atleast 3kgs right in front of my eyes!I knew I was in a mess. My eyes refused to come back to normalcy.It didn't require a Ramanujam to figure out that there was a fortune in there.Almost instantly,my mind shifted to the section I loved most,Dream Land....The best part of Dream Land were the girls,and boy they came in huge numbers,clad in the earliest costume known to Mankind (:D).And most importantly,they were HOT.(Yeah ,H-O-T).
Its the only place on earth where :
(a)You want to be the catcher,in a game of Running and Catching.
(b)Even physics lessons turn out to be miraculously interesting.(The Law of equality holds good in DL!)
(c)And you are in total concentration.
The suit case closed on my hands ,Ouch!! My stay@ Dreamland was cut short by the grey coloured "SOB".I was still unsure of what to do with my new acquisition(Like I had acquired Land Rover or something).The returns were huge if I get into the game.But the risks were bigger,and anyways I didn't want to die a virgin!
I moved the suitcase to a safer location in my apartment.(there were only 2 rooms,and the bathroom wasn't inhabited by the rats).I didn't want my house to be filled with Drugged Rats.Not my fault,if they do,cause the Bastards don't smell it before they nibble.How on earth can a living being eat up a man's trousers which haven't been washed for two months??
I took it to the highest location possible in my room,the flush doesn't work in the toilet,and I stuffed the packets inside it.
Clearly,this was too much for my mind to handle,but at the same time Called for Celebration!!!I took a ten rupee note,and stuffed some into it. Slowly I was flying back to Dreamland where the grass is green and girls were pretty.....
Its the only place on earth where :
(a)You want to be the catcher,in a game of Running and Catching.
(b)Even physics lessons turn out to be miraculously interesting.(The Law of equality holds good in DL!)
(c)And you are in total concentration.
The suit case closed on my hands ,Ouch!! My stay@ Dreamland was cut short by the grey coloured "SOB".I was still unsure of what to do with my new acquisition(Like I had acquired Land Rover or something).The returns were huge if I get into the game.But the risks were bigger,and anyways I didn't want to die a virgin!
I moved the suitcase to a safer location in my apartment.(there were only 2 rooms,and the bathroom wasn't inhabited by the rats).I didn't want my house to be filled with Drugged Rats.Not my fault,if they do,cause the Bastards don't smell it before they nibble.How on earth can a living being eat up a man's trousers which haven't been washed for two months??
I took it to the highest location possible in my room,the flush doesn't work in the toilet,and I stuffed the packets inside it.
Clearly,this was too much for my mind to handle,but at the same time Called for Celebration!!!I took a ten rupee note,and stuffed some into it. Slowly I was flying back to Dreamland where the grass is green and girls were pretty.....
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
The Swap
The corner of the street was occupied by two heavily built men ,clad in a black casual attire.One of them,glanced at the watch and shook his head.Very easy to make out that he was in disgust.Another walked into the scene with a suitcase .He looked a bit old , vertically challenged and tensed.Drenched in sweat , he breathed out heavily.
"Twenty Minutes late,We were getting worried.Where the Fuck where you?" the guy in black asked.
" The train ran a bit late.Besides I should be the one complaining.Tough to dodge them every time. And with a tag of 10k around me,every God damned money sucking bastard in this city is looking to nail me down.The moustache gets irritating and my wig itches a lot! Trafficking is no easy joke , dear" almost immediately removing his moustache and wig to complete his transformation. He appeared feminish ,yet possessed voice that boomed.
"We don't have much time do we?? " he remarked as the suitcase switched hands.
"Pretty light.Do you have it??"
"If the notes are real, yes." came the reply.They didn't get along with each other ,the frequent transactions did their rapport little good.
" Guess, I won't be seeing you for sometime to come....Adios" the man said pulling out his gun and firing ,almost immediately.
The bullets sank right into the little man's forehead.
"Twenty Minutes late,We were getting worried.Where the Fuck where you?" the guy in black asked.
" The train ran a bit late.Besides I should be the one complaining.Tough to dodge them every time. And with a tag of 10k around me,every God damned money sucking bastard in this city is looking to nail me down.The moustache gets irritating and my wig itches a lot! Trafficking is no easy joke , dear" almost immediately removing his moustache and wig to complete his transformation. He appeared feminish ,yet possessed voice that boomed.
"We don't have much time do we?? " he remarked as the suitcase switched hands.
"Pretty light.Do you have it??"
"If the notes are real, yes." came the reply.They didn't get along with each other ,the frequent transactions did their rapport little good.
" Guess, I won't be seeing you for sometime to come....Adios" the man said pulling out his gun and firing ,almost immediately.
The bullets sank right into the little man's forehead.
Inside the mind....
I continued to walk rather rapidly,yet composed manner to avoid any suspicions.Holding the suitcase tightly in one hand,I decided to take a puff.The smoke was helping me cool down and wash out any signs of nervousness.The case was pretty heavy and I was hoping I had struck something big.I caught a bus , and just for the sake of tradition(Tradition alone),took two wallets into my custody.Good old times rock baby!Of late, I had stepped on the gas a little bit,and was sure that if i continue in the same path,I would have a tag round my neck that said"SUITCASE SNATCHER" like "BISCUIT BANDITS".I hate being stereotyped, hence kept switching lines often.There was no BIBLE in this profession,yet there were certain minimum tasks that you had to complete like say, flicking wallets before you move on to bigger things..It was like learning alphabets before words.Not a theorem,but an axiom.!I was an amateur in this profession,I had to admit it,yet I was moving gradually up the ranks."This is for my company"I said to myself.What a lie that turned out to be!That was two weeks earlier.And after that , 2800 rupees in cash,two credit cards,four pounds of gold,three of silver and seven wrist watches.Hell! I have a market out here!!
Mankind has always fallen prey to greed.History is filled with examples,yet we never learn!I was no different,justifying the fact that I was a homosapien!
I took the last turn and almost by impulse my leg stopped .The shop was drawing me towards it! Damn..It doesn't hurt to try..Does it??I opened my apartment door, sat down and opened my suitcase.....
It was full of White powder.
Mankind has always fallen prey to greed.History is filled with examples,yet we never learn!I was no different,justifying the fact that I was a homosapien!
I took the last turn and almost by impulse my leg stopped .The shop was drawing me towards it! Damn..It doesn't hurt to try..Does it??I opened my apartment door, sat down and opened my suitcase.....
It was full of White powder.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
All in a day's work!
The worst part of being on a high is the landing part.Thud!!All the bottomless wells,the endless seas and the angel with the wings carrying you up end and it takes around 15 minutes to realize that you were born human!I dragged myself to the washroom to clean up and boy ! I was looking Fu**ed up! I could feel my stomach barking and I searched the house frantically for left overs ,hoping that I would outsmart the rats in the hunt.I mustered up enough energy to get ready for another days' work.
9.30 am,
I helped myself to a copy of the "Indian Express".Yes , I am a thief,but a literate one though.After all , there were Bigger thieves out there,only difference they are licensed and I wasn't.And they wipe out the earnings of a billion people,I restrict myself to a negligable % of the lot.Like the Pulitzer's for the authors,Oscars for the actors,it was Politics for the Robbers.Like all faithful students,I aspired to be one among them!.
I boarded the train , and looked at the hour's probables.Hell Yeah! There were a few of them and I decided to pull up the oldest trick of them all.For a crowded city like Mumbai,I always wondered what's wrong with the people.How on earth do I stumble across a minimum of 10 people everyday carrying the same VIP alpha suitcase?(Yeah,the grey coloured ones,they show on ads).And one thing I love in the city ,are the crowded trains.They make your job simple and opens up a window of Oppurtunities!I zeroed in on my Kill,(like a murderer) kept my suitcase beside his and waited for the stop to arrive.As always there was a sea of people entering the train.There was a lot of pushing and pulling(Like in the 'd' box during a freekick:) ) and I decided to cash in on my oppurtune moment.I completed the switch and got out with the crowd.The even better part of Mumbai was the crowds never reduced !
9.30 am,
I helped myself to a copy of the "Indian Express".Yes , I am a thief,but a literate one though.After all , there were Bigger thieves out there,only difference they are licensed and I wasn't.And they wipe out the earnings of a billion people,I restrict myself to a negligable % of the lot.Like the Pulitzer's for the authors,Oscars for the actors,it was Politics for the Robbers.Like all faithful students,I aspired to be one among them!.
I boarded the train , and looked at the hour's probables.Hell Yeah! There were a few of them and I decided to pull up the oldest trick of them all.For a crowded city like Mumbai,I always wondered what's wrong with the people.How on earth do I stumble across a minimum of 10 people everyday carrying the same VIP alpha suitcase?(Yeah,the grey coloured ones,they show on ads).And one thing I love in the city ,are the crowded trains.They make your job simple and opens up a window of Oppurtunities!I zeroed in on my Kill,(like a murderer) kept my suitcase beside his and waited for the stop to arrive.As always there was a sea of people entering the train.There was a lot of pushing and pulling(Like in the 'd' box during a freekick:) ) and I decided to cash in on my oppurtune moment.I completed the switch and got out with the crowd.The even better part of Mumbai was the crowds never reduced !
Saturday, June 21, 2008
The Stop @ the shop
"Dada,ek cigarette packet dho " I told with my broken hindi(Give me two cigaratees).."Kaunsa Brand" came the reply..."Silk cut"I blurted..Well bigger brands would burn a hole in my wallet,rather set it on fire.. I was lighting the cigarette , man came to the shop and whispered to the old man for something in Marathi. ..I was reading him ,brown hair,black eyes , ruffled hair.I could guess he was in his late 30's. I took out the cigarette from my mouth @ which point came a packet filled with a white substance which took me by complete surprise..Surely,not!!
He left rather hurriedly and I asked the shop keeper for the same thing.I managed to tell him with my S!@t hindi that I wanted the same.He was a little cautious , but I assured him I was in no way related to the cops.In fact I hate them(hey! i am a robber!).I stuffed it into my pocket and rushed to my home..
@ Apartment..(E) Malad , Mumbai....
I opened the packet and observed it.(.Maybe I should try it..Maybe Not..Common trying is not gonna hurt..Besides life is meant for experimenting.)I was utterly confused and missed my gray matter dearly....Divided between the two opinions,I decided to try..Experimenting,is afterall the essence of science..And we live in a world of Science...
I emptied its contents on a paper....I poured the tobacco from the cigarette and filled it with the powder....I lit it up and inhaled.......It was a feeling of floating in mid air...All my problems seemed to vanish in thin air..And there I was shining amongst the stars,intoxicated.I was sinking into a bottomless well....
He left rather hurriedly and I asked the shop keeper for the same thing.I managed to tell him with my S!@t hindi that I wanted the same.He was a little cautious , but I assured him I was in no way related to the cops.In fact I hate them(hey! i am a robber!).I stuffed it into my pocket and rushed to my home..
@ Apartment..(E) Malad , Mumbai....
I opened the packet and observed it.(.Maybe I should try it..Maybe Not..Common trying is not gonna hurt..Besides life is meant for experimenting.)I was utterly confused and missed my gray matter dearly....Divided between the two opinions,I decided to try..Experimenting,is afterall the essence of science..And we live in a world of Science...
I emptied its contents on a paper....I poured the tobacco from the cigarette and filled it with the powder....I lit it up and inhaled.......It was a feeling of floating in mid air...All my problems seemed to vanish in thin air..And there I was shining amongst the stars,intoxicated.I was sinking into a bottomless well....
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Apartment
The Sun was preparing to bid adieu to the town of Mumbai ..I was taking a break from my hectic schedule (Hell , its a mind blowing profession) ..Cigarettes weren't my favourites ,but i had no other better work to do,so decided to create a few rings up the air..I had become accustomed to the smoke drilling through my throat and nose .It isn't what you exactly call intoxicating,yet it managed to make a person beg for more.
I started for my place,that was not exactly in the best of locales,yet there was something about it,which made me take the apartment.It was on the second floor,in the slums of Mumbai , dimly lit and with such a serene atmosphere that you could hear the clock ticking every second...
Maybe it was the isolation which had appealed to me or the darkness or maybe both.Whatever it was, I had managed to rent a decent(so called Decent) apartment on my own,with "MY" money.
I strolled through the slums listening to the screams of women in the neighbourhood screeching at their children , and the men snoring along the platform.It was yet another day in the lives of these people,a happy family they were,poor yet contended...
Greed had set inside me.The lust for money was larger than ever now...Satisfaction was becoming a peak too high to scale..I was prepared to risk my life to earn that extra penny more,and I could sense the change..
I started for my place,that was not exactly in the best of locales,yet there was something about it,which made me take the apartment.It was on the second floor,in the slums of Mumbai , dimly lit and with such a serene atmosphere that you could hear the clock ticking every second...
Maybe it was the isolation which had appealed to me or the darkness or maybe both.Whatever it was, I had managed to rent a decent(so called Decent) apartment on my own,with "MY" money.
I strolled through the slums listening to the screams of women in the neighbourhood screeching at their children , and the men snoring along the platform.It was yet another day in the lives of these people,a happy family they were,poor yet contended...
Greed had set inside me.The lust for money was larger than ever now...Satisfaction was becoming a peak too high to scale..I was prepared to risk my life to earn that extra penny more,and I could sense the change..
The 'S' route
The three coins were in front of me,they had reversed my fortunes(though 3 rupees can never be regarded as Fortune in your wildest of imagination..).Well if one rupee could reverse Rajini Kanth's fate in Sivaji,the movie (The villain gives him a one rupee coin , which our hero tosses horizontally,read HORIZONTALLY.But I do have to admit the fact,I enjoyed the coin getting flipped horizontally and yeah Vertically too)why can't it if not reverse ,atleast move it by say a few degrees!
I bought a blade for 50 ps , bun and a cup of tea.When the first piece of the bun , passed through my throat, i could feel my stomach expanding itself for its first prey in the last two days..What a feeling!!!!Better than anything in this whole damn world(..Read anything and Everything..yeah u got it right EVERYTHNG..)
I decided to kick start my new job , and went to the bus stop ...A crowded bus approached and set the conditions conducive for the first hit.I caught it and stood on the foot board, where in i got my first catch..Being a novice , didnt' help my cause either as i was struggling hard to maintain my footing..( I was loosing balance ,since i was shivering).I got down at a signal and ran for cover..Realizing that something was wrong,the guy turned back,but by then I was long gone..Thank you buddy!!
And Blimely!, what a start...368 bucks...I pinched myself just to prevent another heavy fall..(Ouch!!That hurt!)...S for (e) SCAPE!
I bought a blade for 50 ps , bun and a cup of tea.When the first piece of the bun , passed through my throat, i could feel my stomach expanding itself for its first prey in the last two days..What a feeling!!!!Better than anything in this whole damn world(..Read anything and Everything..yeah u got it right EVERYTHNG..)
I decided to kick start my new job , and went to the bus stop ...A crowded bus approached and set the conditions conducive for the first hit.I caught it and stood on the foot board, where in i got my first catch..Being a novice , didnt' help my cause either as i was struggling hard to maintain my footing..( I was loosing balance ,since i was shivering).I got down at a signal and ran for cover..Realizing that something was wrong,the guy turned back,but by then I was long gone..Thank you buddy!!
And Blimely!, what a start...368 bucks...I pinched myself just to prevent another heavy fall..(Ouch!!That hurt!)...S for (e) SCAPE!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Along came '"Nobody"
Still reeling under the clutches of the Hunger God , i struggled my way past the people , my legs still shivering due to the lack of energy, i lied down by the road side..My stomach grumbled ,my brain succumbed to the pressures , and refused to think..A one rupee coin was lying a little away from me and my eyes lit up at the sight of it.....
It was @ that very instant , my life took another turn(at least i assumed it would)...I rose up in pursuit of the one rupee coin ,@ which point another man was bending to take it,I didn't know what happened at that second,whether desperation had reached a new zenith or Food God showed the green signal , i flicked his wallet and ran off..To be frank, Asafa Powell would have been very pleased with my running skills, I ran for my life ( quite literally) ..I was expecting screams and screeches and of people chasing me, but nothing of such sorts happened, wherein I realized cinema had influenced me way too much..I took a series of lefts and rights and When i was sure that there weren't any Police , I opened my prized capture..It was a ravishing sight , two hundred bucks till i crashed into reality once again!...
The purse was practically empty except for a dozen papers and three rupees.....(teri ma ki...)I was cursing him so much that i was sure he would be a blind lizard without a leg...So much for my ambitions of striking it rich..
It was @ that very instant , my life took another turn(at least i assumed it would)...I rose up in pursuit of the one rupee coin ,@ which point another man was bending to take it,I didn't know what happened at that second,whether desperation had reached a new zenith or Food God showed the green signal , i flicked his wallet and ran off..To be frank, Asafa Powell would have been very pleased with my running skills, I ran for my life ( quite literally) ..I was expecting screams and screeches and of people chasing me, but nothing of such sorts happened, wherein I realized cinema had influenced me way too much..I took a series of lefts and rights and When i was sure that there weren't any Police , I opened my prized capture..It was a ravishing sight , two hundred bucks till i crashed into reality once again!...
The purse was practically empty except for a dozen papers and three rupees.....(teri ma ki...)I was cursing him so much that i was sure he would be a blind lizard without a leg...So much for my ambitions of striking it rich..
Monday, June 16, 2008
Under the care of platform....
My stomach was grumbling, it has been 14 hours since i last ate and here i was searching for sleep @ the very same railway station...My eyes moved around...Parents scolding their children, sellers taking a break after a hard days' work,my heart was getting heavier..i turned around contemplating on how to survive the next day.....It was a cruel twist of fate....I turned around,trying to forget that i was hungry,trying to put behind me the horrible happenings of the day...
9.30 am,
Clutching my stomach,i screamed in pain..It was excruciating...I moved on .... It was tough,but i had no other choice...The streets were mean as ever , and trying hard to balance myself ,i started the hunt for Food....I saw myself in a mirror along the road side...drained of colour, energy and enthusisam,i cut a sorry face...I pitied myself.......
9.30 am,
Clutching my stomach,i screamed in pain..It was excruciating...I moved on .... It was tough,but i had no other choice...The streets were mean as ever , and trying hard to balance myself ,i started the hunt for Food....I saw myself in a mirror along the road side...drained of colour, energy and enthusisam,i cut a sorry face...I pitied myself.......
THe coin Flips....
With a sudden burst of energy i rose up..My eyes were still begging for a shutdown,with a feeling of being drugged i got up ,and the first thing i noticed my pocket was weightless..Good God..there goes my 45 bucks and...my watch:O..gone....Penniless..Not a Penny more,nothing to go lower than this!
And the harsh reality smacked me hard on my face....The Almighty had let me down,once again..Shell shocked , i managed to get up and keep my footing..The curious on goers cast a casual look and started whispering among themselves..I dusted my pants and moved on..I wanted to scream scream and keep on screaming till my anger subsides , but i realized there were better things to do than screaming..Frustrated, i moved on ,knocking on every door that appeared to be of a shop's and begging them for help...Every one refused...Some shut the door on me,some shooed me away as if i was a dog,some gave a firm No,some a polite one...The end result was the same everytime, a NO...
And the harsh reality smacked me hard on my face....The Almighty had let me down,once again..Shell shocked , i managed to get up and keep my footing..The curious on goers cast a casual look and started whispering among themselves..I dusted my pants and moved on..I wanted to scream scream and keep on screaming till my anger subsides , but i realized there were better things to do than screaming..Frustrated, i moved on ,knocking on every door that appeared to be of a shop's and begging them for help...Every one refused...Some shut the door on me,some shooed me away as if i was a dog,some gave a firm No,some a polite one...The end result was the same everytime, a NO...
The two sides of a coin...
9.30 am,
Time to move on..Another 12 hours to go..I hated this business style mathematics..and them being associated with life...It was a total disaster according to me...But i had no other choice...There were no familiar Michael screams from my mother and no more buses to board,no more familiar "sorry maam' excuses"Life had almost taken a 180 degree shift..I moved out of the station,greeted by the familiar hoots of the hawkers and the vegetable sellers,and the taxi drivers pestering the travelers..Drained of all energy i walked past them and into the sea of people ..The streets were getting meaner by the day and i pulled by a tea shop to have my breakfast....
The weight of my pocket was getting lower day by day,and for the first time in my life i was getting tensed...
Slightly shaken by the developments over the past few days,I moved forward...Thats the last thing i remembered....
Time to move on..Another 12 hours to go..I hated this business style mathematics..and them being associated with life...It was a total disaster according to me...But i had no other choice...There were no familiar Michael screams from my mother and no more buses to board,no more familiar "sorry maam' excuses"Life had almost taken a 180 degree shift..I moved out of the station,greeted by the familiar hoots of the hawkers and the vegetable sellers,and the taxi drivers pestering the travelers..Drained of all energy i walked past them and into the sea of people ..The streets were getting meaner by the day and i pulled by a tea shop to have my breakfast....
The weight of my pocket was getting lower day by day,and for the first time in my life i was getting tensed...
Slightly shaken by the developments over the past few days,I moved forward...Thats the last thing i remembered....
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Turning the Pages...
As I took shelter against the rain,in the road side,i glanced around @ the company i was in...An elderly couple, two college guys colouring the air grey with smoke..I glanced @ the watch.It was 4.45 pm...I had only five hours to find myself shelter for the night..The streets of mumbai were getting tougher to handle by the passing day..Getting greeted everyday by mean eyes , fighting for food , just what the doctor ordered.My life hit an all time low,to put in Stock market paralance...
Its' been 3 days since i came here...And there has been positive that has happened..except for the fact that I had managed to get food somehow...My cash balance was also a cause for worry...I looked around and went to a shop and inquired if there was any job that he could offer....I had already made up my mind for the big 'NO'...It was no big surprise when he gave the answer..That was shop number 60 in 3 days...Now thats a great number...20 rejects a day at an average...GREAT...The rain had stopped and I stepped outside and went to the metro station where I decided to while away the night.......
I lied down..53 rupees and a watch..Thats all I had...I was almost broke...I silently prayed and hoped that God would respond sometime soon...
Its' been 3 days since i came here...And there has been positive that has happened..except for the fact that I had managed to get food somehow...My cash balance was also a cause for worry...I looked around and went to a shop and inquired if there was any job that he could offer....I had already made up my mind for the big 'NO'...It was no big surprise when he gave the answer..That was shop number 60 in 3 days...Now thats a great number...20 rejects a day at an average...GREAT...The rain had stopped and I stepped outside and went to the metro station where I decided to while away the night.......
I lied down..53 rupees and a watch..Thats all I had...I was almost broke...I silently prayed and hoped that God would respond sometime soon...
A few years later....
Well...I had taken a small break from writing....Now that I am back...Let me forward things a little bit...Michael,finished schooling barely... First entries just threw light on the brighter side of life,how things never go wrong and God is on your side..
The next set of entries just tells how Miserable life can get.....There is absolutely no getting away from the darker side of life..Things start falling apart and the damage done is beyond human repair...A drastic change in attitude influenced by the sheer myth of "experiencing " life...The proof for Darwins "Survival of the Fittest" theory....
The next set of entries just tells how Miserable life can get.....There is absolutely no getting away from the darker side of life..Things start falling apart and the damage done is beyond human repair...A drastic change in attitude influenced by the sheer myth of "experiencing " life...The proof for Darwins "Survival of the Fittest" theory....
Monday, May 12, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
The Start...
Monday,07.30 am
14 hours earlier I had broken up with her..There was not a single feeling of remorse or guilt for ditching a girl like that..Why???? Clueless as i was , i was rolling on the bed waiting for the ""Mike get up"" chant by my mom..And all freshed up after yesterdays' events i woke up and got ready for school..It was a great feeling in the morning..(Hey wait a minute!!..I am supposed to feel Bad!!!)That was when i realized,Love first sight is not love..just mere infatutation..I did learn a lot...Didnt' I??????
School was fun as always and whenever my eyes crossed Rithika's there was this familiar feeling lurking inside me...I gave her a "I dont' give a damn look" and carried on with my work...The school elections were around the corner and it was time to contest for the coveted posts of SPl,Culsec.,etc..My childhood friend Hari was standing for the post and with the amound of popularity he had in school,he was sure to breeze past the elections...I met with Hari,and told him that there was just no way of losing this elections...And at this point,he asked me "man,Y dont' u stand"..Now that was unexpected...I went completely blank nd then told him..."Yeah Probably...Don't know if thats possible with the disciplinary background i have..."Anyways ill give it a shot..
That day,when the teacher was filing nominations,my name went up all of a sudden..."woa...thats Cool....ELECTIONS??Me???..hehee....."
The finishing Touch......
Michael Mortetti,The new Beginning....
The bell rang....And she picked up her phone..." Hi darling...".....I was like.."well, I want to talk to u abt certain matters.."trying to keep my voice as low as possible so that she could sense the emotional mask i was trying to put..."whats it abt.???"..."Well...Its been great generally,over the last few months ,but i think its affecting my studies..We should set our priorities right....."expecting a Roar from her....A few seconds there was dead silence..No one uttered a word and i was just hoping she wouldn't cry....."why didn't u tell me in the first place.."kick starting her series of "Mike is a bastard,I am an angel "I wanted to pull this off desperately...and was looking at the heavens and listening to her half attentively..and then the phone landed with a thud....The engaged tone came....That makes it two....GOD!!!!
The bell rang....And she picked up her phone..." Hi darling...".....I was like.."well, I want to talk to u abt certain matters.."trying to keep my voice as low as possible so that she could sense the emotional mask i was trying to put..."whats it abt.???"..."Well...Its been great generally,over the last few months ,but i think its affecting my studies..We should set our priorities right....."expecting a Roar from her....A few seconds there was dead silence..No one uttered a word and i was just hoping she wouldn't cry....."why didn't u tell me in the first place.."kick starting her series of "Mike is a bastard,I am an angel "I wanted to pull this off desperately...and was looking at the heavens and listening to her half attentively..and then the phone landed with a thud....The engaged tone came....That makes it two....GOD!!!!
Monday, March 31, 2008
The wall..
Michael Mortetti,
*An idle mind is a devil's workshop*
It was scorchin in Chennai and it was one of the hottest days of my life.I had nothing to do and was scratching my head like never before.The constraints involved in going out were way too many.....
1.lack of Cash
2.Due to the immense heat,there might be a decrease in my fairness
3.To end up getting retarded due to Heat,is the last thing i want.
I took my favourite position in my house...A rocking chair,opposite a blank wall.That wall there reflects what my mind wants next.To put it more simpler,it was a space where my thoughts would flow....
I sat on the chair....and started the contemplation process....The joy of day-dreaming is something which we all love...It takes u to great heights..One instant ur SRK,dancing with babes and holding arms with Malaika Arora Khan & in another instant ur like the Dude,the Stud taking on some 150 rowdys and giving whacky one-liners..(he-he!!!)..
But this day was absolutely different...It was not a mere day-dreaming process..it was more like an introspection...
My policy in anything is.Keep it simple...Keep it straight..Dont' complicate things.have fun... If u don't expect too much too soon..The end is Yours..and will be ok...if its' not ok..its not the end afterall...
Over the last few months,the F factor has been missing..Where has it gone...Will it return..And as always an almost mega-serial like thought came crashin on me.But truth does taste bitter..doesnt it???The fact of the matter was,again simple...the girl matter was getting to my head & my time is being slowly eaten away...
I was expecting a retaliation from my inners expecting them to shoot a defence for her..But nothing of such sort happened..The truth was dawning upon me.It wasnt shocking actually..
But love ,scientically speaking is just an imbalance of hormones of a teenager..Without second thoughts about her situation i decided to close the stage play...I picked up the phone dialled her number........The bell rang....
*An idle mind is a devil's workshop*
It was scorchin in Chennai and it was one of the hottest days of my life.I had nothing to do and was scratching my head like never before.The constraints involved in going out were way too many.....
1.lack of Cash
2.Due to the immense heat,there might be a decrease in my fairness
3.To end up getting retarded due to Heat,is the last thing i want.
I took my favourite position in my house...A rocking chair,opposite a blank wall.That wall there reflects what my mind wants next.To put it more simpler,it was a space where my thoughts would flow....
I sat on the chair....and started the contemplation process....The joy of day-dreaming is something which we all love...It takes u to great heights..One instant ur SRK,dancing with babes and holding arms with Malaika Arora Khan & in another instant ur like the Dude,the Stud taking on some 150 rowdys and giving whacky one-liners..(he-he!!!)..
But this day was absolutely different...It was not a mere day-dreaming process..it was more like an introspection...
My policy in anything is.Keep it simple...Keep it straight..Dont' complicate things.have fun... If u don't expect too much too soon..The end is Yours..and will be ok...if its' not ok..its not the end afterall...
Over the last few months,the F factor has been missing..Where has it gone...Will it return..And as always an almost mega-serial like thought came crashin on me.But truth does taste bitter..doesnt it???The fact of the matter was,again simple...the girl matter was getting to my head & my time is being slowly eaten away...
I was expecting a retaliation from my inners expecting them to shoot a defence for her..But nothing of such sort happened..The truth was dawning upon me.It wasnt shocking actually..
But love ,scientically speaking is just an imbalance of hormones of a teenager..Without second thoughts about her situation i decided to close the stage play...I picked up the phone dialled her number........The bell rang....
Thursday, March 6, 2008
The clock ticks on.....The Introspection...
Michael Mortetti,
XII th grade
As seconds turned into minutes,minutes into hours ,hours into days and so on...i reached the end of my 11th grade..It wasnt' a miserable performance as I managed to copy from my friend(Venkat..Mind u he is a genius)...If it hadn't been for him,i would have been sitting in the same class room for another year or so...
The beginning of my 12th grade brought about a drastic change in me.Being the senior most batch in class in school,we were expected to set examples for the others to follow...It never struck me that all those years in my school will come to an end at the end of this year...But this was it...This is one last year to prove yourself...One last chance to reach one's zenith..One decisive call for the future...
All i wanted from this year was satisfaction...The mere satisfaction that i have done something,something constructive....something that fetches a pat on my back...something that gives you that little tinge of relief and pleasure that you have reached that place that you were always destined for.........
After an extreme amount of contemplation and thought into the pros and cons,I decided that this is going to be my year afterall....or..I am making it MY year.....
XII th grade
As seconds turned into minutes,minutes into hours ,hours into days and so on...i reached the end of my 11th grade..It wasnt' a miserable performance as I managed to copy from my friend(Venkat..Mind u he is a genius)...If it hadn't been for him,i would have been sitting in the same class room for another year or so...
The beginning of my 12th grade brought about a drastic change in me.Being the senior most batch in class in school,we were expected to set examples for the others to follow...It never struck me that all those years in my school will come to an end at the end of this year...But this was it...This is one last year to prove yourself...One last chance to reach one's zenith..One decisive call for the future...
All i wanted from this year was satisfaction...The mere satisfaction that i have done something,something constructive....something that fetches a pat on my back...something that gives you that little tinge of relief and pleasure that you have reached that place that you were always destined for.........
After an extreme amount of contemplation and thought into the pros and cons,I decided that this is going to be my year afterall....or..I am making it MY year.....
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
The Evening Sun....
Michael Mortetti,
The hardest part of life is maintaing girls..Man are they god-damned expensive..
"hey dear, i want to go to Coffee Day today","How about a movie ??""No,Lets go that ice cream parlour". And at the end of all these questions my finger wants to raise and show the three stripes..Literally i meant FU....But if i raise anything except my ..... (wallet),I will be left screeched at..
I never really liked Rithika...But when she proposed to me a few months back, I was like no..lets make it a capital 'N'o...After a few days of deep contemplation and thought,i decided that i am finally love struck ( I CLAIM). I couldn't feel any Butterflies in my stomach
but still,even a cockroach is welcome currently..
I finally got the nerve to ask her out and she welcomed me with open arms..
Rithika,isnt' the exact definition of a HOT female,but still she looks good enough..
We decided to go on a date to Coffee day that day,I got dressed up with the hope that some good looking chick will throw a second glance at me....
The menu card was placed on the table.She took it and told" one brownie,one Hot choclate and grenita"..Listening her utter that,made me loose my appetite..I was like " I am not feeling well,i dont' want anything"(B****,i don't have any more cash,don't fuckin keep ordering).
She gave a Big Ahhh and said "Sorry dear,Take care"..("You stop robbing my freakin wallet ,u little ........)"yeah ok,no probs.."
We finished hogging..or rather she finished hogging and the bill came..124 bucks + taxes...=150..Yeah baby,i made it..I am continously bankrupt for the last 4 days...
We decided to take a stroll along the park,and i was thankful that She didn't order any more....
When we were wakling along,She held my hand slowly............
A 5 amps current shook my body & i was like WOOooooooooW.That was the first time we touched...
We didnt' exchange a single sentence and we didn't know what to do either...I cleared my throat and was like,Rithika,"Time is 8.30pm...If u don't mind lets go"..She immediately nodded & i dropped her in her residence and i went to mine..
The hardest part of life is maintaing girls..Man are they god-damned expensive..
"hey dear, i want to go to Coffee Day today","How about a movie ??""No,Lets go that ice cream parlour". And at the end of all these questions my finger wants to raise and show the three stripes..Literally i meant FU....But if i raise anything except my ..... (wallet),I will be left screeched at..
I never really liked Rithika...But when she proposed to me a few months back, I was like no..lets make it a capital 'N'o...After a few days of deep contemplation and thought,i decided that i am finally love struck ( I CLAIM). I couldn't feel any Butterflies in my stomach
but still,even a cockroach is welcome currently..
I finally got the nerve to ask her out and she welcomed me with open arms..
Rithika,isnt' the exact definition of a HOT female,but still she looks good enough..
We decided to go on a date to Coffee day that day,I got dressed up with the hope that some good looking chick will throw a second glance at me....
The menu card was placed on the table.She took it and told" one brownie,one Hot choclate and grenita"..Listening her utter that,made me loose my appetite..I was like " I am not feeling well,i dont' want anything"(B****,i don't have any more cash,don't fuckin keep ordering).
She gave a Big Ahhh and said "Sorry dear,Take care"..("You stop robbing my freakin wallet ,u little ........)"yeah ok,no probs.."
We finished hogging..or rather she finished hogging and the bill came..124 bucks + taxes...=150..Yeah baby,i made it..I am continously bankrupt for the last 4 days...
We decided to take a stroll along the park,and i was thankful that She didn't order any more....
When we were wakling along,She held my hand slowly............
A 5 amps current shook my body & i was like WOOooooooooW.That was the first time we touched...
We didnt' exchange a single sentence and we didn't know what to do either...I cleared my throat and was like,Rithika,"Time is 8.30pm...If u don't mind lets go"..She immediately nodded & i dropped her in her residence and i went to mine..
Michael Mortetti,
10.30 am,
Breaks..Ahhhh.the Feeling of ecstasy on whiling away 2 classes....The traditional standing outside the class and chattering away to glory..The second bell rang....Mathematics...
10.35 am,
Good morning students,(in a feminish tone)..
Last class we were discussing about complex numbers...(sure hell we did)..
I got bugged and started staring at a monkey outside....It was all over the tree...(i meant jumping about),it was about to go down when I was caught...
"Michael,What are u doing??".."Sir,I....""Why do you look at the monkey when I am here...."told the teacher,Raman..
I was like WTF???Monkeys are way graceful when compared to u , brother...
"Sir,Sorry Sir,I won't look at the monkey when you are there..".
Every one hooted..... even the girl to the left of me did....
I was grinning with joy...
11.15 am,
PT: Physical Training..
Time for some fun folks...Loads of masti in the Basket Ball court...
and we returned for lunch and the day passed like yet another day in school....
10.30 am,
Breaks..Ahhhh.the Feeling of ecstasy on whiling away 2 classes....The traditional standing outside the class and chattering away to glory..The second bell rang....Mathematics...
10.35 am,
Good morning students,(in a feminish tone)..
Last class we were discussing about complex numbers...(sure hell we did)..
I got bugged and started staring at a monkey outside....It was all over the tree...(i meant jumping about),it was about to go down when I was caught...
"Michael,What are u doing??".."Sir,I....""Why do you look at the monkey when I am here...."told the teacher,Raman..
I was like WTF???Monkeys are way graceful when compared to u , brother...
"Sir,Sorry Sir,I won't look at the monkey when you are there..".
Every one hooted..... even the girl to the left of me did....
I was grinning with joy...
11.15 am,
PT: Physical Training..
Time for some fun folks...Loads of masti in the Basket Ball court...
and we returned for lunch and the day passed like yet another day in school....
School Days....
Michael Mortetti,
" Michael,Get up..Time to go for school!!!".God Damned...F*** the school,F*** the teachers...
Ladies and gentlemen,Michael is a slang machine...I am a short tempered brat...I looked myself at the mirror....Eyes dropping with sleep,Hair ruffled..Err..Mom,(""Can i Bunk school today? I am feeling sick..No,I need to study"")..Damned..No good reasons to cut school....All dresesed up,I looked at the watch..20 minutes left...Its impossible to reach school on time.."Like i care".The walk from the bus stop to the school was the most painful one,it took ages to cover 300 m...And when i was about to enter the class..."Michael,This is third time in four days you are late"screeched the teacher..("Wow!!I was on time once??")." Sorry maa'm.Bus broke down".
"Dont give reasons.Get inside" ("Send me home please..").."Yes ma'am"..
8.15 am,
" Today we are going to see the chemistry of the Ionic Bond..("US is goddamned bombing Iraq..Somebody stop them..") "When two atoms...." ("Go to hell, lady").."Hey Mike,Did u do the Gravitation problen..Kumar will murder us"..Now thats one reason why i hated Monday Mornings.Right at 9.30 that b****** will turn up and start off with some Greek and latin ,& claim it is physics.." I seriously wish a Rock fell on Newton,Bastard..an apple falls and he starts with maths..Why the f*** can't he cock up & eat that god-damned apple?".My best pal at school was Mitra,he was this exact definiton of fun-loving fellow and we had a great wavelength between us..
9.30 am,
"good morning students!!"..."He's here!"..I have never been visually disgusted by anyone except this Kumar..He is the prefect defintion of a Bastard in my dictionary .He never lets anyone at peace,not even the girls..Hez like a two-legged pig..lets say...Ad he started with gravitation..
My eyes were burning and it was like being doped..( i havent done b4,but heard abt it!)
Michael,Michael.."Yes Sir!"."Get out of my class"("My pleasure,u sick son of gun").."Yes Sir."
"Before that get you notebook here"(Now that wasn't expected..y the fuck do u want to check my notebook).I opened my notebook....lyrics of songs..a beautiful scenery...Cricket Hangman..Where the fuck is physics?.."Sir,I...."."I.... didn't bring my .......""Notebook"..
I was shooting prayers to heaven to save my ass when " Get out.I don't want to see ur face for a week".("I ain't Jolie my dear".God has always been generous with me.I owe u one God.One week...Its like ONE WHOLE WEEK...i struggled hard to hide my stupid little smirk...
" Michael,Get up..Time to go for school!!!".God Damned...F*** the school,F*** the teachers...
Ladies and gentlemen,Michael is a slang machine...I am a short tempered brat...I looked myself at the mirror....Eyes dropping with sleep,Hair ruffled..Err..Mom,(""Can i Bunk school today? I am feeling sick..No,I need to study"")..Damned..No good reasons to cut school....All dresesed up,I looked at the watch..20 minutes left...Its impossible to reach school on time.."Like i care".The walk from the bus stop to the school was the most painful one,it took ages to cover 300 m...And when i was about to enter the class..."Michael,This is third time in four days you are late"screeched the teacher..("Wow!!I was on time once??")." Sorry maa'm.Bus broke down".
"Dont give reasons.Get inside" ("Send me home please..").."Yes ma'am"..
8.15 am,
" Today we are going to see the chemistry of the Ionic Bond..("US is goddamned bombing Iraq..Somebody stop them..") "When two atoms...." ("Go to hell, lady").."Hey Mike,Did u do the Gravitation problen..Kumar will murder us"..Now thats one reason why i hated Monday Mornings.Right at 9.30 that b****** will turn up and start off with some Greek and latin ,& claim it is physics.." I seriously wish a Rock fell on Newton,Bastard..an apple falls and he starts with maths..Why the f*** can't he cock up & eat that god-damned apple?".My best pal at school was Mitra,he was this exact definiton of fun-loving fellow and we had a great wavelength between us..
9.30 am,
"good morning students!!"..."He's here!"..I have never been visually disgusted by anyone except this Kumar..He is the prefect defintion of a Bastard in my dictionary .He never lets anyone at peace,not even the girls..Hez like a two-legged pig..lets say...Ad he started with gravitation..
My eyes were burning and it was like being doped..( i havent done b4,but heard abt it!)
Michael,Michael.."Yes Sir!"."Get out of my class"("My pleasure,u sick son of gun").."Yes Sir."
"Before that get you notebook here"(Now that wasn't expected..y the fuck do u want to check my notebook).I opened my notebook....lyrics of songs..a beautiful scenery...Cricket Hangman..Where the fuck is physics?.."Sir,I...."."I.... didn't bring my .......""Notebook"..
I was shooting prayers to heaven to save my ass when " Get out.I don't want to see ur face for a week".("I ain't Jolie my dear".God has always been generous with me.I owe u one God.One week...Its like ONE WHOLE WEEK...i struggled hard to hide my stupid little smirk...
Who am I?
Michael Mortetti,Born on 31st december 1989
Who the hell am I??What the hell am i doing here???
Thats one question i have always thought of..Its better to leave it unanswered currently..It requires a lot of introspection which is too heavy to process for my mind..
Ok...Let me begin..I am Michael..Michael Mortetti..I have always lived a carefree life & will continue to do so..Tension is something which i hardly take...
I am a simple ,average school student..atleast that was what i was thinking for a long time..I had always been fascinated by the achievers and always wished to be there..right at the zenith..Every time,i used to look at someone,I wanted to be him...I wanted to be there.I wanted that damned place..I wanted that spot light..
I wanted to be everywhere...silverscreen,cricket ground,football field,political dias,a scientist.!
I never had any proper ambition in life,wandered in a road that had been taken by millions and millions..So what?Its not the road that is important..Is it?Its your final destination...I aimed for the stars......I have just taken flight.....Still tonnes of hurdles to cross,millions of people to cross....
Who the hell am I??What the hell am i doing here???
Thats one question i have always thought of..Its better to leave it unanswered currently..It requires a lot of introspection which is too heavy to process for my mind..
Ok...Let me begin..I am Michael..Michael Mortetti..I have always lived a carefree life & will continue to do so..Tension is something which i hardly take...
I am a simple ,average school student..atleast that was what i was thinking for a long time..I had always been fascinated by the achievers and always wished to be there..right at the zenith..Every time,i used to look at someone,I wanted to be him...I wanted to be there.I wanted that damned place..I wanted that spot light..
I wanted to be everywhere...silverscreen,cricket ground,football field,political dias,a scientist.!
I never had any proper ambition in life,wandered in a road that had been taken by millions and millions..So what?Its not the road that is important..Is it?Its your final destination...I aimed for the stars......I have just taken flight.....Still tonnes of hurdles to cross,millions of people to cross....
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