Sunday, October 4, 2009

An Ordeal with the Jawan !

As the twilight drew close that pretty 24th september evening heartbeats started pumping nostalgia from core within.The city of joy,kolkata prepared the theme for musaifr to recollect the energy silently with a holiday for him from his challenging,fast moving life plying between sector 1 to 5.I boarded azad hind to kickstart another ghar aaja pardesi kind of trip back home on vacation.My train slated to reach hometown next morning around 5:30 Am,am lying in wavering dreams of having sweets and mamma made delicies on top berth aloof from any insecurity to my belongings in train.Suddenly someone sounded unusally loud,Champa station aa gaya,coming out of dream,I woke up looking at my wrist watch I was sporting even while sleeping,It was 5:38 Am to be precise,am still cursing that bastard to wake me up from such a sweet dream to find myself in trouble of my sudden and prompt reaction,Had I even over shoot my destination I would have easily come back with some delay in reaching home,The train was already moving by then and I was helpless with no option but to stop the train by using Self service Brake ” To Stop Train Pull Chain “…...which always fascinated me since childhood.I Came out to see the TTE,Guard & few men from GRP standing at the gate of the my train in RAIGARH station(sadly A station Before my destination ) ~~~~
“Kaun Khicha hai chain…” ~~~Till date since childhood chain Khichna referred to the Chain at Trousers meant for the Pee thing whenever Required Anyhow the gentleman and clam Engineer within me Woke up which smelling the Trouble ahead behaved modestly.
“Maine Khicha hai chain “…I said~~~ As if its my birthright..may be if not birthright atleast its meant for people like me in that situation
“Kyau ! ” (Why) ~~~ Angrily said one of the RPF men
“I was in Deep sleep,I had to drop at champa station and its almost the time for my destination 5:40 Am”`~~~I am giving honest Reasons now
“Kahin bhi chain khich doge ,tumhari saas ka gadi samjha hai ka “~~~RPF man Yelled again, in typical bhojpuri tone
Train was moving by now and I was amidst 7-8 Rascals bargaining the price I had to pay for my Deed,forwhich they first had to prove me wrong,which was nothing more than a mistake,But for Mistake you have to pay a PRICE always
“Jaante ho 6 Mahine ka Jail aur 10,000 jurmana hota hai”~~~ I am quiet completely,to my own Surprise, with no signs of fear or tension within.
“Chalo tumko Bilaspur le kar jana padega ” ~~~ Fattening his chunk of tobacco on hand
“Iska Reporting hota hai pura ” ~~~ now chewing the same like a Cow
“Kya jawab denge hum, kyu khicha hai chain”~~~Fake show of concern for Indian Railways
“Arey biwi chut jaye, baccha reh jaye toh samajh bhi aata hai “~~~ He sounded very mischievious now
“Sala yeh toh accha case ban gaya hai “~~~Feeling great about the cash he would claim & recieve from me now
They took me to next compartment where one more RPF men was sleeping after selling all Horses,Ghoda Bech kar so rha tha..one of the rpf man says to one whoz sleeping~~~
“Ehi Utho,Dekhte nahi ho Cain Pulling ho gaya hai , tum so rahe ho, hum itne mushkil se pakad kar laye hai”~~~as if he as caugth the most dreaded criminal whom even InterPol is Chasing and He need his help to do justice to the nation
Soon Three more TTE’s joined the big league of 7-8 officials around me showing fake concern for Railways as if I have done a terrorist attack ,which is nothing more than a claim for their share in the price I had to pay somehow as end result,I don’t want to waste my time settling on the matter from bilaspur and coming back from there to my destination to live my small holiday.I took aside one of the RPF man while others inciting their objection about the punishment and actions to be taken and to take me to Railway regional HQ for action,left for their rounds in train for chase of similar culprits rather Prey like me.I am close to reaching my destination CHAMPA its 6 Am now.
“”Dekho dada bolo kya karna hai “”~~~~ just taking to him one corner , I am DADA now(elder bro of bengal)
“”Jaoge bilaspur”" ~~~~~asks rpf men,now he came to point ,sounding like how much could I pay
“Mai toh champa mein utrooonga ! “~~~ I said in a funny sounding tone
“Kaise utroge, Reporting hota hai na iska, Dekhte nahi ho kitne log hai, sabka muh band karna padega na”~~~
“Teen mahine ka kaid hota hai aur 3000 jurmana “~~~ he automatically came down from 6 months to 3 months and 10k to 3k.
“Itna toh nahi hai” ~~~~I said like a typical Engineer, as if I am doing any favour to him by paying him, but actually I was.
“Kitna hai”~~~Now that bastard came to the point from where the ball was in my court
“saw rupaye (100 Bucks) “~~~~I said,for once I thought that to be too clumsy,for someone demanding 3k I am offering just 100 bucks
“Rama Rama Rama aaise kam nahi chalega na, itna log Ka muh band karna hai “~~~ he said beating his head as if her close aquantance has left this world
“Hum akela hota toh kab ka chod diya hota ” ~~~
“Ticket dikhao” ~~~~He wrote my name, phone number, address and PNR number as if that will scare me
“I dont have 3000 now, I will pay you at champa station, But not 3k,I said I will pay 500 “~~~
“1000 kar do dada ” ~~ now I am dada for him, the tone of speech has changed now, which I refused to pay,I was firm on 500, still I havn’t paid him a single Penny yet.
I informed dad on cel about everything while he was there to recieve me in station with one of his nearby acquaintances,a little influencial person.I came out at champa staion and that RPF man came out with me to get his money which was decided to be 500 bucks.
My dad acquaintance said to RPF man watching him coming down with me,I think he knew the RPF men, ” I came to knw that my child had some trouble in train,whats the matter..”
RPF man a little scared now , says ~~~~”Kya Mahraj , aapka baccha hai kaise takleef ho sakti hai ”
“Theek hai fir chalte hai “”~~~~~ said my dad’s aquaintance..
“Mahraaj bahut log hai train mein “~~~ said clumsy RPF men
“Dekho aage se baccha log Ko pareshani nahi honi chhahiye,yeh 200 rakho,ab hum chalte hai ” ~~~RPF man leaves without shame.
This is what all I had to face for using something that is meant for the convenience of Common man,had someone else been there in my position with no aquaintance to any influential person ,would have bore ardent consequences like being thrown from train,Illogical torture & harrassment thereby making him pay huge sum.Let alone think of the purpose for which those RPF men are meant for in Trains.
No surprise to what happened recently with group of WB girls returning from kerela. Man in Uniform Sold His Duty in mere 200 Bucks
Whats your say?????

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Day 1 @ Cognizant !

The bold Joining Humour
After a long wait,When the life was already a DAGLING POINTER, this day has come nothing more than a surprize when “one fine day ” My rediff mail box brought me the news that read ”Cognizant Welcomes you“.I felt, oh ! they still remmeber me.I had proved that I have successfully passed my Engineering degree (for those who never saw my gradeseets) and 2 yrs back the party that I threw celebrating “Day Zero“ offer wasn’t a bluff.Anyways waiting for something one desire for deerly and dearly is always tuff.This wait accompanied opportunities for some with New bussiness avenues , like Agriculture and Dairy farming( being the only ones with some scope for Business) & frustration n apprehension for some.Anyways most of us with Day Zero offers did nothing for the last 11 months, in short..Lets stop giving excuses.Then Came a seemingly endless search for our batchmates in So called sites Which are BLUE in clolour. And to most of the joinee males apprehension grew strong for a boring life ahead, not to find intresting gals around in those Blue background sites.Anyways there are still , lots dynamic men in business around for a great work life ahead.. was the only funda with what they could console themselves anyhow.Finally the said day came when We had a date with our talent manager.The morning scene;8:30AM ;Monday morning at the gate of TCPX facility;security folks welcomed me,handing over my PEHCHAAN PATAL (Identity card) …..;Welcome to BENGLISH culture, enough of hinglish.. Time for a change.The day1 delight , started with induction formalities , signing lots of papers with ma PARKER pen,felt as if am CEO now.Then came were individual and group games. Now that was fun coz the games that test teamwork with linguistically different people has a great humour in itself; folks disucssing plan in bengali and every conversation sounds “kakrokaro che” or Chockroach….Now the best of ma experiences were the song in bengali sung by a batchmate”Bhalolage bandhu“; which changed my perception about the language from harsh to soothing. Now, am in the self heard singing mode to this bangla number.
(Although I dont understand the lyrics now but a feet tapping music…..somehow I tried to remember the first 3 lines of the song)
Bhalolage sapnire mayajaal bunte;
Bhalolage uiyaakashed tara gunte;
Bhalolage meghladini nishpaloke rondhanu khuchte;
…………..Bondhu !