"Kharrata" Compartment

I hate being disturbed when I am slept., espeially when I am too tired. most of the time, I keep traveling and spend nights in trains. thankgodfor the cheaper rates of AC 3 tier. I board the train, coverup my self with the thick blankets and sleep blissfully in the upper berth.

but this time, my trip was dreadful. I have got everything, the upper berth, the thick blanket and an overnight journey. after reading the cryptographers' intelligence in "digital fortress" by Dan Brown, i realised, i was half slept. then i managed to coverup myself with the blanket and closed my eyes.

i was flying high with angels around me and crossing the valley of flowers. i could see the golden door with handsome door keepers. the angels asked me to the enter the door and i started to open it when suddenly, my door started making strange noise. "Kharrrrr Khaarrrr". i was unsure of the sound and tried it again....it was again the same sound Kharr..Khaarrr...suddenly, the angels left me, there were no handsome door keepers, there was no golden door...there was just empty dark space with dim lights...i realised, it was not true and it was just a dream..but to my surprise the sounds still continued.

Khaarrr...Khaarr...is there any bhoot in the compartment??? oh no..i gained all my concious and could see an old man blissfully sleeping in our coupe but snoring at his pitch. i swear, i felt like throwing him away from the train..it is more dramatical..i couldnot sleep for a single minute all the night and kept staring at the cieling....

why dont railway people arrange seperate cabins or compartments for the snorers..on the name Kharratta cmpartment where they can happily snore in a more musical way rather than disturbing the co passengers. they are real nuisanse...
woh log chain kii neend soyenge..lekin baaki logo ki neend haram kar denge...
please...railway people...do something...

dumbo me...

often we forget our surroundings and speak that comes into our mind.....recently i was out for a shooting and was taking the interview of a shopkeeper in a big showroom. suddenly, there was this strange sound like kwaaaa kwaaaa kwaaa....
i stopped the recording and yelled in full gussa.."shop ke andar yeh kutta kaha se agaya?"..

and i turned around just to discover that the sounds were from a small kid and its mom is staring at me in full rage...only i know how much time it took for me to apolozise and make her cool...GOD...dumbo me...

saga of a missed call

how many youth doesnt have a mobile nowadays..i think,,we can count on fingers..the mobile itself is a revolution and has become an essential part of human life. sms, mms, and calls have much to inform, convey and receive messages...the most important but often neglected act of mobiles is the MISSED CALL part...
what if the missed call suddenly becomes alive and starts narrating its story?

and the story begins...

"ahh..yeh dekho mujhe kaise "mis"use kar raha hai...subah se lekar shaam tak mujhe marta hi rahta hai...agar mere bhi haat hote to main iska haat jaroor tod deta...early in the morning, his girlfriend gives two short calls and cuts it. this means, this idiot has to wake up and get ready for the college. by the time he finishes his breakfast, again one more missed call,,,to inform that his friend is standing outside the house and ready to pickup this stupid for the college.....by 9.30..again ek aur marta hai...apni Girlfriend ko batane ke liye ki mein college aagaya hu...
canteen me baithta hai..fir se ek aur...class shuru ho gaya.....classes khatam hote hi..ek aur..lunch ke liye canteen aajao...

fir shaam ko gf ki missed call...ki mujhe call back karo..yar yeh ladkiya..phone kyo nahi karti hai...jab dekho mujhe marti rehti hai....kanjuus ladkiya..
fir raat ko ghar pe phone...yeh nahi karega..mujhe marega...2 baar..now his parents understand that their son is asking them to call back...cinemas aur parties pe paise udata hai..lekin ghar pe phone karne ke liye ek rupaya bi kharch nahi karta...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

phir saara kaam khatam karke..ghar aata hi nahi....woh ladki mujhe fir marne lagti hai..iska matlab hai...janam pls call back karo..mujhe tumse baat karni hai....
"hey bhagwan" in logo ko thoda jyada paise kyo nahi dedeta...taaaki mujh jaise gareeb, laachar cheez ko din me hazaar baar marna band kare aur seedha call hi kare..."

hm....see how a missed call suffers...now give me a missed call on my mobile..once u read this ..just to let me know that u have visited my blog...

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