The road to nowhere!

Twilight embracing the evening space, clouds having a time with their presence over the head and crying their heart out like the brainless characters of sas-bahu soaps, people rushing past to occupy seats for themselves and their 'dear' ones for the cozy ride to home from a remote place. Amidst these people, we have our friend Fred-e walking with his music plugged-in while the entire 'cloud' family continues to cry and shed their tears over him. Fred-e gets into the bus and to his astonishment, finds a seat. People rush past him and observes that no one is willing to sit next to him and guess what he thanks the passengers for doing so, letting he and his backpack occupy the respective seats. Meanwhile, it seems like a severe tragedy has struck the 'cloud' parivaar. How did Fred-e know this? they were crying heavily which led him to conclude. He found it hard to figure out the nature of tragedy and felt it would be a secret buried for eternity.

The driver starts the engine and the bus comes to life, ready to leave its stop. Fred-e wasn't sitting on the seat close to the window and since no one chose, he decides to shift right leaving his backpack to occupy the other. Fred-e clears the moisture off the window to have a look outside with his music plugged-in listening to athlete, eric clapton, queen and other singles. The surrounding was gloomy and Fred-e hated that, Fred-e loves rains back home but for some absurd reason he hates it here as long as there is nothing to take his mind away from the gloominess. Fred-e was watching the rain pour down heavily and looking how potholes rendered their service as water container but of course, the water never to be used for meaningful purpose(s) known. Fred-e had a flashback of the times gone by. Football in school, watching a picturesque view of nature and also remembering the pretty girl once upon a time he had a huge crush on. Well, that seems so pointless, the time is gone. There's nothing you can do about it Fred-e. Everything is just a memory now buried deep in the neurons and perhaps decide to come out of the casket on the days when the 'cloud' family members come out in open and shed their tears. Fred-e has been criticized by his colleagues for his addiction to his music gadget but Fred-e doesn't bother about it because it's he and only he who knows how it kills his boring time and prevents him from being morose while others choose to be silent and work non-stop. Fred-e finds this amusing but understands it. All the thoughts rush thro' his mind and decides to give it all up and talk to his friends in other places.

The advantages of rain..besides the known ones!

Incessant rain (incessant drizzles shoudl be fine)hitting the city of hyderabad for a count of four days. Weekend plans purged (keeping the spirit of beer alive though), endless sleeps, purposeful drench in the rain are some of the events that took place during the span of the rain-days. The surrounding have been quite dirty, unbearable stench at places, pools of water at places and potholes at places. However, the negatives i might add there have been the positives to the story. Hyderabad has got water now, so there shall not be water problems for atleast a month (considering the timely supply which otherwise was stopped a week ago), the trees are quenched of thirst, the leaves which were brown before the rain are reflecting green thereby adding to the scenic beauty which otherwise is lost in the summer. In addition to all this, there has been a considerable downfall in the leve of dust which occupy the roads frequently travelled. I was travelling this morning in the bus to the office, reading 'India in mind' - a compilation of stories by Pankaj Mishra. Stories, written by writers/ authors from the west who visited india in their time and penned down their experiences during their travel. There was this dug up road which the bus crosses everyday. Apart from the bumps and 'hurts' it used to provide, the dust was gifted to the lungs of the passengers, by the vehicles passing each other. The option left with the passengers would be to shut the window. fine you shut the window but who will shut the door? right. Now that the rain god has graced us, the dust particles have been forced to 'stick' together, form a paste and lie on the road. Inhaling of dust in injurious to health and rain has come to the rescue of the chain-inhalers and make ppl realise the importance of what fresh air could do the body and err....hair!