good moroooning niksi...
morning is always good ra... ye ye.. daddy coming today, daddy coming today...
i will run away early from the office today... ye ye
(plan A - early runaway from office to home dad.. ye ye ye)
orkut fortune : There is a "pleasant" surprise in store for you...
daddy would had brought something for me.. kya surprise.. that too "pleasant".. he he
karthik : hi ra, chal sir se mil ke aate hai...
niksi : nopes, baith na re.. he will be going to temple.. ham aaram se jaate hai...
************** orkut, sparkle, songs :) :) :)
arun : arey, ye shaurya, is a good movie.. chale kya..
niksi : shaurya, jaaved jaafri lead, good movie.. ha ha ha
karthik : arre chal sir se mil ke aate hai..
niksi : wait, i have to format this paper
karthik : niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiikkkk
niksi : yup
karthik : chal na bey...
niksi : ok, chal.. ho
************** orkut, sparkle, songs :) :) :) :(
************** orkut, sparkle :) :) :( :(
************** orkut :) :( :( :(
********************* :( :( :( :( (mummmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy !!!)
sir (talking on phone, waving to seat) : kuchcho kuchcho
(some talk on something between karthik and sir, niksi was dumbly trying to understand their conversation)
karthik : ok sir, give me turkish,
niksi (mann me bhidu) : ye ye, datasets, datasets, familiar word, familiar word, ye ye
(niksi prepares to dive into the conversation)
niksi (whispering) : ch ch, karthik, ch ch, we already have this datasets
karthik : no, we don't have, its different
niksi : waaaaat ra, wat different
sir (jumping in our whispers, niksi, karthik shocked) : its different, its different, maggi hot and sweet, its different..
niksi, karthik : ooooooooooooo my god, ye kya ho
(anyways, and the meeting goes on, first with karthik then with niksi, all serious study stuff with sir sighing about his
work pressure in between)
niksi (remembering something) : be yaar, i forgot arpit completely maaaan. i have to go meet him today..
arun : wat re..
niksi : where is SBI ICM
arun : pension office se sidha jaane ka, chalte jaa chalte jaa. Furniture waala dikhta.. udhar hi hai..
niksi : okie dokie
(now plan A changed to plan B, early runaway from office to meeting arpit to home daddy.. ye ye ye)
today he had to get down in between, so he decides to catch bus from office itself (baaaad plan, very baaad plan)
Reasons : 1) he will not have to stand for a looooooong time as he is getting down in middle for meeting arpit
2) he will save time
3) he will save money
niksi, as usual sifting through the crowd, in search of don’t know wat…
suddenly he sees an empty 49 M…
but 1) its fast, driver is in no mood to stop completely
2) there is already a bus on the bus stop, giving cover fire to niksi’s empty 49 M
1) if he misses the bus, next bus will come late and will be full with no place to seat, hardly any place to stand
2) the bus is slowing down, he can try to catch it.. seeing him running for the bus, driver may stop it…
And here he decides, decision of the day.. to board a moving bus…
niksi : common baby, you can do it.. you can catch it…
(this word from inside gives confidence to him, he runs like a king warrior towards the bus)
driver (seeing niksi coming, still not stopping.. damn it.. I hate bus drivers )
niksi : its slow only, if I can catch the window, I can give a jerk to my body and I will be into the bus… its all a game of 2 seconds
driver : I AM NOT STOPPING, DO WATEVER YOU WANNA DO..
niksi : ok fine, I am getting in.. that’s it..
driver (through rear view mirror) : go on, common, board is all yours, move your move..
crowd’s eyes (having fun of tamasha) : kyon bey sale, ho
niksi (with life fast forwarding before his eyes) : abbey sale, wo sab baad me, pehle brake maar mere baap, pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase
driver : thik hai thik hai, tu bhi kya yaad rakhega saale… hyderabadi driver..
niksi’s hand by that time knows of the situation and lets off the door…
NIKSI FALLS DOWN… crowd is all laughing… while falling (hai re,
5.48.25 PM :
niksi is on the road… the guy who was a king seconds before, now is on the road… he bhagwaan, kya hai teri maaya, waah, aukaat, price, kimat sab samajh me aa gayi….
right leg : mummmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyy, bruises
left hand : I am fine niksi
right hand : uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, mummmmmmmmmy, mummy
head : I am working niksi.. (phewwwwwwwwwwwwww, bach gaya bach gaya, I am whole, I am whole, nothing missing.. ye ye ye)….
Gets up, runs to the side shop, tries to buy water bottle, but bottle is not chilled, goes for paani pouch….
niksi (shivering like fallen leaf) : no aunty, am fine.. to shopkeeper girl, waater…
girl gives a pouch.. he pours all of it on the right hand wound.. again buys one more pouch..
sweet aunty (thinking niksi is some poor boy), tries to buy him a bisleri bottle..
niksi : aunty (so sweet of her).. its ok aunty.. I do not need bottle…