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...
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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.....
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