……also featuring Random thoughts of a conflicted mind
JAAGO PYARE !
Date and Time – No idea.
Location – B7, Rajdhani Express.
Somebody: “Sir, Sir….uthiye…sir..”
Me – “Eh?”
Negative Creep – “Its the steward!”
Steward – ”Sir, Chai..garam chai peejiye…neend ud jaegi!”
Current Emotion: *What the heck!*
Me – “Arey bhaiya, time kya hai ?”
Steward – “530 Sir, on time service, sir!”
Current Emotion : *This is the time I sleep…aargh! Look at his name tag – JAAGran Singh, crap!*
Me – “Rakhdo yahan, I’ll have it later!”
Steward –“Sir, garam garma hai…”
Me – “Sone do yaaaar! I’ll have it later!”
Current Emotion: *Will anyone ever let me sleep soundly?*
Negative Creep – I wonder why!
Me – “Now what’s up with you?”
Negative Creep – Its only you, he wanted to wake up so much…I wonder why!
Me – “You wonder, I sleep. Get Lost!”
That’s how the first day begins on this eventful (long and rusty) journey to home. Its been almost two years, the last time I traveled by this train and I must say there haven’t been any changes made, apart from the red smiley badges these stewards have on them.
*I just cant stop glancing at people passing by. Why do women have large handbags? And why do they carry them to the toilet?*
Who’s the daddy??
Some hours earlier:
30 April, 2030 hrs @ Tandoor.
I walk in with my friends and find some other guys from CUSAT hogging Kadhai Chicken.
One of them -”Oye hoye! MAD yahaan bhi!”. A few heads turned. I (proudly) laugh , exchange pleasantries and we find ourselves a table. After a while, one of the turned heads walks up to us, points at my T shirt –
“Does MAD mean Make a Difference?”
Current Emotion *Hell yeah!*
Me (smiles, the decent one :P) – “Yeeup! Hi, I’m Karthik and these are……”
Negative Creep – *And you look gorgeous. Are you always like this or is it today? *
”Heyy, I’m Priyanka. Nice to meet you. You guys are really doing good by helping those kids.. I read your blogs and they are good, some are just awesomeness”
[Priyanka = name changed]
Current Emotion * Ghanti baji reyyyy….but what’s with the accent ?*
Negative creep- “Chor !”
Me –“Hmmm…I love that word!”
Priyanka – “Its from your blog! I love it too!”
Negative Creep – “ Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhahahah…loser (you, not her! she toh just gorgeous!)”
Me –“Hmm… nice!”
(At this point, I was really hoping she would ask me more about MAD and then…)
Priyanka – “I wish I could be a part of MAD….”
Negative Creep – “What are you waiting for…more of MAD means more of me..hehehe!”
Priyanka – “…..but I live in Manchester (* Aaah, the accent!*)….(turns around, points somewhere) with my husband now…here for vacation…so, anyhow laters!”
Negative Creep – “Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat ? Naheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Current Emotion –*Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahah….whos the loser now?!*
Me – “Ah cool. Keep reading our blogs. I have a a few posts coming up. You take care!”
Malay -“I don’t understand and I guess I never will!”
Current Emotion * What raaaaaa*
Me – “What? Dude, she’s freakin married! Control your emotions, you will go home….in 2 weeks…(wild evil laugh)..”
Current Emotion: * I dont believe I’m talkin about this*
Malay-“Saale….ok. You maybe macho at that..what about a lassi competition!”
Current Emotion: *Ab lassi kahan se aagaya?*
Negative Creep – “Haha, tu gaya!”
Me – “Saale dinner abhi shuru nahi hua hai….*”Kyun bey…phattoooo”*……(more laughs around)…..Okie dokie, loser sponsors all the lassis on the table!”
Malay-“Deal, bhaiya lassi laaao!”
After about 1/2 hr, and seven lassis down my oesophagus,
Current Emotion *Zyada hogaya…paet phool gaya…kadhai chicken ka kya karega fir?*
Me – “Whos the daddy ?”
Negative Creep-“Mr. Tiger Madhavan!”
So eventually Malay had to pay up 30*7+30*6=390 bucks on lassi alone, haha !
*What’s up with the army dudes to sit on the top birth and have lunch/dinner ?*
Oh, btw this is how you clean up the Dahi bhalla at Tandoor..!
We proceed to South; meanwhile Jr. calls up and says Paul and he will be at the station.
Current Emotion *For the first time people are actually seeing me off, good-bye or good-riddance :P*
the “our own” al-MAD-fahm escapade
2215 hrs, Ernakulam South
Me- “Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhahahah…Paul look at you chooooze..hahaah!”
*(Jr., would you like to describe Paul for me?)*
Paul- “What doooooooood! See, I look so sesse!” (*hehe, who loves King Julian ?*)
After a few minutes of chit chatting someone broke the news –
Jr / Paul -“Actually, there is a bbq at the AGM, we told Niki there is no bbq so that she wouldn’t feel bad and she would eventually tell you because you two are the only ppl missing !”
Me –“Fubu, Nooooh! This cant be, Niki told ne just yesterday…no..no..”
Jr & Paul –“We’ll have our own al-fahm haaahahahaha…..awesomeness haaaaaaahahahaha!”
Me –“Fubu man!!”
(More laughs around)
Current Emotion –*I’ll go home, get some Tandoori Chicken and have my own awesomness, u pattis*
**On a serious note -Sanju, Cyanide, Shahnaz and all others behind this evil plot – Lemme come back! Then you see! :x – Its not good, leaving Niki and me out of this specially when you know how much we love al-fahm and we virtually live at Real Arabia!**
2250 hrs, aboard the Rajdhani.
“Nice, t shirt”
Me – “Oh, hi…thanks!”
”So what is MAD?”
”Make a Difference, we teach underprivileged kids english and computer literature”
”Oh WOW! Very very nice! So you guys based in Ernakulam?”
”Yeah, but we have operations in 8 other cities.”
”Thats good..It’s good to see young people take up such an initiative….”
I respond to all his queries, tell him about what we expect of the future and all
Current Emotion – *Teaching someone to catch a fish is better than giving him one*
And just when I was about to speak about the FOM program, dearest Sanju calls :)
I come back after a while to see this guy fast asleep!
Current Emotion * Bakra gaya! :P*
Next day, 750 hrs.
After the “Garam chai peejiye” escapade I was again woken up by Mr Jaagran Singh.
”Sir, aapka aamlette, garma garam, ab toh uthiye”
Current Emotion –*I should hire this guy as my personal alarm keeper. That would relieve Niki of her duties and my annoyance….hmmm…debateable…..who would be better?*
Negative Creep – “Abey kumbhkaran uth bhi ja…merekko omlette khane ka hai!”
After the breakfast (Food sucked!), I learnt from other fellow passengers he got down at Udupi.
Current Emotion *Bakra sachi muchi gaya*
*How many cups of vanilla ice cream can I eat?*
*Hare Ram Hare Ram Hare Krishna Hare Ram*
”The sky is up you idiot….I will be at Madgaon, you need to carry a carton for me!”
”Hell no! I have about 35 kilos in one suitcase filled with smelly, filthy and unwashed (some since december) clothes on me plus two more bags….”
”Nothing doing, I cant take this on the flight, you have to carry it”
”Oye what yaar…I cant…bahot saaman hai…”
”Its port wine”
”…yaar mere se nahi hoga…whaat?”
”Yeah, I cant carry it on the flight, I’ll be at Madgaon”
”Haha, FULL ON!”
“Hows the food?”
”Chiplun ka vadapao is the best!”
”HA..HA…HA….. see u at 10” *Click*
*Sanju, Cyanide, Jr., Paul and Shahnaz – I’ll have Tandoori Chicken with Port Wine..haaaaaaaaaahahhaaah*
Rajdhani Express is for all those “early to bed and early to rise” folks. Definitely not for me. It was about 4 pm and I was done reading Pet Sematary; was planning to sleep when Mr Jaagran comes again and “high-tea” time.
Crap! Anyhow I sleep after that, planning to eat vadapao at Panvel/Vasai and as usual I overslept, only to be woken up by Jaagran- “Sir, aapka butter chicken!”.
Negative Creep – “You should really keep him as your personal alarm keeper. Anyhow, I don’t like Niki’s lawyerish voice early in the morning!”
Current Emotion *Niki, don’t kill me. Its this donkey speaking, not me*
*Why did Lalooo Prasad stop soups and Frooti?*
Welcome, you MMCs!
0730 hrs, just after Kota
*I think most of you don’t know who….no..what an MMC is, read on and get back to me*
The best way to grab attention is lean out of the door and enjoy yourself when you actually might be scared when someone would poke you from behind! But still, this is one of my favourite tamepass. I was at the door looking at everything outside and wondering – how hard will it be to climb that hill ?
”You ought to be careful when you are at the door”
Me (turns around) – “Eh? Oh yea, no issues, its me!”
Negative Creep – “She’s an MMC !!”
Current Emotion: *Definitely*
Me – ”Yea well..I’ll take care!”
After a while, I decide to write this blog. I had used up the battery to watch “Marley and Me” last night and as lucky as I always am, I have no plug point in my bay. And so begins the hunt for an empty bay. Aaand as lucky as I always am, I find one with the MMC……and two more MMCs!
Negative Creep – “Tu toh gaya!”
Me – “Heyy…wassup…my bay doesn’t have a socket, can I use yours for a while ?”
Negative Creep – “The darkness is rising in me !”
After what was supposed to be a very pregnant pause…
”You really are mad, as your tee says, brushing your teeth dangling out of the door…”
Me – “Yeah well that is Karthik for you!”
”You mad guys had a Conference as well ?”
Haha, now you talk about it. I tell them everything about Make a Difference and I must say they were pretty much impressed. I talked about different cities we would be operating, press releases, OLPC, the new syllabus by CUP, international requests and as expected they were awestruck.
“Why do keep looking at your lap for ?”
Me- ”Oh, I’m writing a blog!”
”You are a blogger as well :O :O :O”
Current Emotion :*Abey shakal kya bana lee tum logon ne!*
Me -”Naah, just for MAD, about this ride”
”Oooooh, will we be on the blog as well ?”
Current Emotion: *Typical MMCs!*
Negative Creep- “Sure thing, sure thing…not to worry!”
Me – “Lol, lets see!”
”Do you have pictures of the kids you teach?”
I show them the YMCA farewell photos and at the same time I can’t stand their “Oooooh…aaaah…wowiee….cho chweeet and shoooo cute…i love this golu moluuuuu….blah blah crap…”
Current Emotion: *Thooo! I hate this over-reaction*
And that’s when I decide they should be on this blog!
”Hey make sure you check out our blog at makeadiff.in/blog!”
”Oh yea, sure thing!”
Negative Creep – “Buhahahahahaha!”
**Oh, btw, do you know which is the most common site as soon as you enter Uttar Pradesh and look out of the window? Gupt Saaax rogi sampark karein Daactar Sheikh…saaaxxologist speciaaalist…p(h)irsst appointment p(h)reee**
~ Back to South Park ! ~
I can’t handle these MMCs anymore, I need some Cartman !!!
Anyhow, Home is just 2 hours away and I’m almost done writing this. Can’t wait for the MADness to reach Delhi.
Jaagran – “Sir, aapka lunch!”
Me-“Arey 1030 hua hai..waise maine order nahi kia tha…!”
Jaagran-“Sir…saaman baandna haiiii…”
Negative Creep – “ohhooooo!”
But on the whole (and I hate to admit this) for the first time ever (and may not be the last) I miss Cochin (Yea, I do). Well, only the MAD part of Cochin. The coming recruitment drives, the al-fahm AGM, teacher training, the classes and my kids at YMCA and of course dearest Polly and baki sab Maddies.
See you after a very hot tandoori summer!
*Ha, I successfully completed my journey without even using the toilet once! Do you wanna know the secret?*