31st Dec’08: I had to catch an early train to Bangalore, my hometown. As I headed towards Chennai Central on a MTC bus, I had a sudden realization…Three years had passed by since I came down to Chennai! Phew…how…err…
…I was now being tapped on my shoulders by a man in his early thirties, who was sitting next to me…
He: I am going to Warangal, you?
He: Bangalur, Kar-a-nataka-waaa??
Me: Yes. Warangal, Andhra na?
He: Yes yes yes, Aaandhra Pardesh wonly…my birth place.
Me (with a smile): Hmmm…nice.
He: I know little little Englees…learning only from talking taking.
Me: Good…that is how one learns the best.
He: What is your name? My name is Madhukar.
Me: Sreeram. Nice to meet you.
He: Nice nice nice. You in Software-a?
Me: Yes. Read the company name on the bag, didn’t you?
He: Yes yes yes, a little Englees I can read. Me a Welder, I do welding.
He: You travel on bus always, or because of recession?
Though I took the bus as always to the station, that question stumped me. How aware was he of the on-going situation inspite of his knowing “little little little”! Phew…
I reached the station an hour early before the train was scheduled to depart…I sat down with a cup of coffee, going back down the lane picturing how things shaped up at work or otherwise in the last 3 years. It wasn’t all that creamy…most of the time, I had to settle for the cake sans the icing…there were some who liked just the icing! 😉
I took my seat on the train…and as it moved away from Chennai, I had lots of time to do a retrospect on the year that went by.
The third year had its share of ups and downs…the ups were surprising and memorable…the downs were unavoidable and forgettable…The number 3 once again proved lucky to me, as I stepped up the ladder with a promotion last June…it was unexpected mainly due to the sheer number of peers who were in contention. On the other hand, most of my batchmates and friends moved out…either out of Chennai or of the Company on the pretext of transfers, studies and change-overs…
Compared to the first two years, I sadly feel that I have lost all my luck this year whenever I travelled from Chennai to Bangalore (and vice versa)…its been only ailing adults and wailing kids in the vicinity of my berth…God knows what happened to the normal adults and the 20+ whatever damsels…Hope things fall in place this year. Btw, am travelling tonight back to Chennai…Fingerz Crossed! 😉
As the train approached Bangalore, I was tapped again on my shoulders…it was a well built manly Transvestite in a saree who brought me back to reality. I smiled at him/her/that, but he/she/it wasn’t interested in my smile…With hands being clapped like the beating of drums, that person with remains of pan-beeda all over his teeth then asked me for money…With music still playing in my ears, I shook my head sidewise indicating that I wasn’t interested in funding nor feeling pity over his genetic confusion. He blurted some abuses and left the scene to tap some other sleeping shoulder. Now do I feel bad about the abuse which I didn’t get to hear, thanks to the earphones???!! 😀
Anyways, I reached home hoping that the year ahead will have many more memorable moments in the pipeline! 😉
And also, a very big thanks to each one of you in this virtual blog world for being a part of my life…It wouldn’t have been what it is, without any of you! 🙂