"What is it, tell me why are you so dull?" he asked. She, with a very low voice, "Nothing, everything is fine." He reasoned, "Then why are you acting so weird. You are strolling alone in the garden leaving back your mobile as if there is none to care for you. It has been only three days since you have been left alone for some time. Friday I thought you will come back from the office and would be tired so i left with my friend. Saturday since we were going for rock climbing which obviously you couldn't do so we left you and today also you were so tired from the household work that i didn't think of bothering. I accept that these three days I have not even talked to you but there were reasons." She had always been a tough lady. After her childhood she had hardly shed any tears whatever might have been the situation. But today the shell across her soft heart was being tested. It couldn't bear the pressure and broke away which resulted in tears tri...

He was a guy who was least interested in his praises. Any words remotely related to his boasting discomforted him. His mother as every mother in this world was very proud of him. And in this pride they tend to hurt someone's ego. He had encountered one instance before. His mother in law in the excitement of praising her daughter had unintentionally made indications that his life would be very smooth because of her daughter and he need not care much. But this directly hit his ego as if he was not capable of making his life comfortable on his own. He and his mother were on a long journey on train. In conversation to the fellow passengers his mother was telling about him, "He usually travels by air but this time he couldn't get ticket on time so he is having to travel by train." She was telling a mere fact but she didn't notice that the fellow passengers were hurt. He noticed it. First he indicated through his eyes. Then he told her, "How many time have I told y...

He came out of the bathroom and dressed up in his non ironed clothes. She told him, "Please wear the ironed clothes.". To which he resisted as usual. She insisted, "You wear something else or give it to me, I'll iron them out.". Without any reason he started screaming and went back to his old nonsense reasons complaining, "Can't I even wear clothes of my choice". She kept on smiling like an innocent lamb. Then she came forward and tried to open the shirt herself, he pushed her aside tore his shirt which was bought by his brother for his marriage and threw it. He said with anger, "Happy Now." She with tear drops floating in her eyes as dew drops: What mountain did I ask you to climb? I had simply asked you to wear ironed clothes as you are going to be in interview panel. He: Love Dammit, love. Love is the thing every wife asks from her husband through all these small favors and that i'm incapable of giving you however hard I might try....

There has been thrice when my bullet has failed me. 1> The accident which I had mentioned in one of my blogs had resulted in stalling of my bullet. I was unable to move it even an inch forward. Then I had dismantled the disk brake and started my bull in that state itself. It was able to take me safely to the service center twenty kms away. 2> The second instance was when my clutch system was totally ruined. I was trying hard to start my bull but my kick itself was not working. It just behaved as if I have pressed the clutch lever. I adjusted the clutch several time and some how I was able to start it. I straightaway took it to service center and they changed the whole clutch system. 3> This time on one fine morning it failed to start. Usually it used to start in single kick, but this day i tried numerous times with no result. It was not cold also. I tried the choke, pressed the kick several times after pulling the clutch lever. But no result. Luckily my bike was on higher alti...

This saturday I with my full family went to Art of Living Ashram on kanakpura road. First we went to information center, there they prepared our itinary which started with a short video about Swami Ravi Shankar and intoduction to "Art of Living". It was followed by twenty minutes meditation which was eternal in experience. Then we went to the international center. There my father made numerous failed attempts to enter the hall. We had entered the internation center bare footed. We had kept our shoes and sandles at the start of the staircase. So my younger brother's hush puppies were also there only. My father gave his time teseted advice which no one followed. "You should never keep new shoes in pair. Put one part at one side and the other some where else". These internation centers have several halls for organinsing lectures on various courses. When we were upstairs the classes were dismissed and the candidates were proceeding towards the kitchen. When we came ...

1'st situation: It was around winters of 2006. We were in the second year and almost all of our then final years were placed in decent companies. So the time was definitely for grand celebrations. The day was decided and the venue was our final year senior's hostel Emarald. And these parties usually meant lots and lots of alcohol to be consumed. My roommate Mr. M was particularly drunk that day and he was having and out of this world experience. He is kind of geek so all his aspirations were coming out in this state. He was insisting that he should grab some foreign internship in the summer vacations or else his life is a waste and he was taking advice from seniors for that. After few more plastic glasses of alcohol he was unable to stand up properly. So I was by his side. He wanted to go to the loo. I tried to hold him by his shoulder but pushed me aside and said I'm in full control and don't try to offer me help. I can be on my own. That was his confidence. 2'nd s...

The incident I'm going to narrate happened with one of my colleague. I'll write in his words. I don't know whether I appear dumbo from my face or from my activities I send strong vibrations of dumbness. I'm always in scenarios where in my near and dear ones as well as those who are distant relatives or even acquaintances will be asking me for some kind of favor from me, be it financial or in service. This is one similar account. It was a Saturday evening when i usually watch any movie in a theater nearby. I was on my normal schedule as on any other Saturday. When I was on the bus my father called me and I attended his call without realizing that I've grabbed someone else's attention also. When my call ended, the guy standing beside me came to me. He was dressed up like a dude having very modern attire, latest hair cut like a hippy. He introduced himself to me in my local language. He must have got the idea that I'm from his place from my conversation to my...