Aftermath of KURBAN!

After spending my weekend, detaining myself in front of the Idiot Box, I woke up on Monday morning and told myself that I had better get my ass out of the house! After all, how many times do you get an opportunity to get up late in a Monday morning with no office to go to? Holiday for whatsoever reason! I planned for a movie. I had to go to the chamber for a brief period of time and thereafter I planned to head for the movie! I had absolutely no idea what I would be watching. We had decided to plan in promtu. After we reached, we figured at 1600 hrs, there were tickets available for Kurban. We took it! The movie was well made, except for the initial 15 minutes. Karina was at her best and Saif and Vivek were good too. But the movie had a very heavy impact in my mind because of series of events that happened before and after the movie. SUNDAY MORNING: I woke up late because I had no chamber work. (Yes, I work on Sundays.) And as my normal routine, I switched on the TV and tuned it to CNN Live. And much to my dismay, I was welcomed with the news of serial blast in Assam, suspected to be an act of the ULFA! The reporter enlightened with another interesting piece of information. They are expecting more blasts in the event of November 27/28 (I am not sure!) being the date when ULFA was declared a terrorist organization. I changed the channel Zee Studios! “Vantage Point!” “Now is this some sort of sign?” I asked myself! Bomb blasts is a regular affair in Assam. My house is situated at a strategic location and 80% of the blasts in Guwahati take place within 1 km radius! Emmergency siren from station is frequent. And believe it or not, the only place where the Independence Day Parade and Republic Day parade takes place is also 0.5 km from my house. For me, it has always been a weeklong celebration. 14th August: Assam Bandh 15th August: Assam Bandh 16th August: Assam Bandh Now, if 14th happens to be Wednesday, we get leave for Wed, Thurs, Fri, Sat, Sun! And no sane person living in Assam comes out of the house on 11, 12 and 13th of August. So Independence Day and Republic Day have always been a mini vacation for us. But there was no reason to be happy! We would, mostly, be house captive because of general apprehension of blasts and explosions and frisking harassment by officials! We have to give explanation to the police every time we enter our lane and tell them that we have no other possible route of communication but this cause we have our home here! This is because of the security reasons for the strategic location of the field in which they would celebrate the day while the whole state remains locked up in their residence! Helicopter surveillance is also a very common thing! After all the precautions and care, there would still be blasts and people would die on these days! Independence Day and Republic Day! 1947 and 1950! And even in 2009, there is no change in situation, in the State! BACK TO MONDAY: After watching Kurban. I came back and tuned in to CNN Live yet again! And they were showing a documentary on the 26/11 Attack and they were interviewing Kasab! Kasab, the sole attacker whom they captured alive and repeatedly called the prize! Even after so many blasts that I happened to hear, I still don’t understand how they happen to fulfill the demands of all those people who participate in the same. But the main problem lies with US – you and I! We tend to forgive and forget everything! Whenever, there is any news of blast in Assam, I pick up the cell phone dial my home number and enquire about the safety of each one of them and of all our friends and acquaintances and when everyone is safe and secure, I give a sigh of relief, and continue with the daily chores! “How many blasts do you think I can sit and care about?” I ask my alter ego, if it gives me guilt conscience! “They happen too frequently for me to waste time caring for them!” And that is the attitude which is the hurdle! I can’t blame the government! I have never utilized my fundamental right to vote! Assam Blast, Kurban and Documentary had messed up my mind, I decided to sleep it off! Woke up the next morning and continued with the usual chores, with the hope of a better future for me and my future generation!

FINALLY !!!!!

It had been quite sometime that I had created my profile but i never really got the incentive to write something here. Not that I had pausity of time! Nor did I lack in topics to share .... I was just procrastinating! and One October evening, when I heard two of my very close pals discussing their blog with so much of enthusiasm, I knew that was IT! I would join the bandwagon of Bloggers too!!!!!

Anything that we do for the first time is always special .... being my first blog, this is special to me too .... in more ways than one .... I dedicate this blog to my painful yet eventful phase from a student to a lawyer and then to an Advocate and thereafter to a Standing Counsel ....

It was a monday morning and my third week in this city and so far it had been fairly fair to me. Except the initial hiccups, nothing had been weird. But there was something peculiar in that monday morning that made me feel awkward. "Just the usual monday blues", I told myself .But i knew I was just comforting myself. "Whats wrong in it?" , I asked myself . "if that makes me happy!"

I came out of my building and I felt something warm in my left arm! "Damn you , you disgusting crow!", I sighed! My cleanly washed and ironed white shirt was no longer clean!

"Normal monday blues ... normal monday blues!!!" , I kept mumbling!

I went back to my room, changed and left again ... this time taking the different stairs! "No more mess ups!" , I told the tree with my angry eyes!

I had to walk a few metres to reach the bus stop. It had rained early morning and the road was clogged and was muddy! and I am sure u wouldnot be surprised if i say the car came and splased the mud on my feet. Thankfully it missed the trousers! "Normal monday blues ... normal monday blues!!!" , I kept on chanting!

Rain and Mud and Shit Bullet !!!!! I had already had enuf for the day. But the good lord had some other plans! The bus was overly stuffed and unlike other days, I was late and I couldnt let this bus go away! Three months back, at this time, I had buses lined up for me right under my room and all I had to do was run down and scream at the driver! and if he didnt stop, I could go and complain straight to the authority! Those were the days!!!

A college bus crossed my bus and I could see the smirk and the look of pity they gave. "Damn you! Wait for some years and you would be here too!", I mumbled!

My mind went back to the bus of my university.

April 2009, 11 AM , barely after an hour and half of commencement of the day, our classes got over! I went to the gate and told the guard ,

"Bhaiya, hostel ke liye bus chahiye". (I want a bus to go to the hostel)

"Abhi?" (Now?)

"Haan kyun?" (Yeah! Why?)

"Humein 10 bacche chahiye bus chalu karne ke liye" (There must be atleast 10 kids for the bus to start.)

10 out of 150 is not a large number and bang on! we had a bus always at our service! Now that I think of it, I am amazed! He actually gave us the Bus ride with JUST 10 students! and now 10 people were standing on the footboard! Student to lawyer to Advocate Phase!!!!

I reached my office and the internet was not working! "Madam, it will come after 1 hour! There is some problem with the Server! It is getting repaired" My memory went back to the computer laboratory

"Santosh bhai, Net kyun nahi chal raha! humesha weekdays me hi kyun server out of order hota hai. Sunday ko repair kyun nahi karte. Kal submission hai. We need the net!"

"Normal monday blues ... normal monday blues!!!" the chanting continued!

After one hour of no work, the net got connected! "Alls well that ends well", I had just thought when my seniour colleague, talking on phone in full volume, entered my room for more privacy!

"Richa, dheere baat karo! Mujhe sone Do!"

"Sab theek to hain na? Mood off hai? Kuch chahiye?"

"Normal monday blues ... normal monday blues!!!"

I knew this monday is not the same old monday! It was weird! I had suddenly entered into my phase of "MISSING MY OLD PLACE AND FRIENDS" mode! I kept my mind as calm as possible! I couldnt possibly infect anyone with my temper tantrum.

And there rang my phone!

"Hello"

"Hey! busy?"

"No! Tell me. Whats up!"

"Is everything alright?You sound weird"

This was the person who had mostly compensated my vacumn in life from solitude after my university days! Consoling and Helping me at every step and solving problems for the last 4 months- small and big, important and unimportant, significant and insignificant! and I spoke and spoke till Monday got over and Blues were done away with and Tuesday dawned! and I began a new day devoid of Shit Bullet, Mud splash and Rush in Bus with perfect net connection!

Alls well that Ends Well

and Alls perfect that Begins Perfect too!!!!!