Growing up is a pain , as the no of candles increase on the birthday cake , the expectations of the world also increases, God! from a kid to a boy and boy to a man, it done not take a lot of time......
Like all i too have gone through the phase and after leading a protected life i broke the cocoon and headed to New Delhi for work, no not delhi but Gurgaon, to be precise.
So the luxuries of life continues when you stay at your aunts place, get all the amenities etc...... but life is not pink...... its fucking grey...... and i got to know this when on the first day i commuted till my office..........
DLF is FAR Far place from south delhi, and i dont know how many people travel everyday there...... i sometimes wonder that the number of cars i see in a single traffic jam sometimes, would be equal to the total no of cars in Jaipur......
Neways, even jams were comfortable till the time i was in the AC cab...... but paying those Rs.700 for my ride was a real pain. But god is there who has got me a comfortable job in an organization where i have to work for 5 days and only till 5.30 PM.
Well the Gurgaon branch of my office is a latest addition so there are just a handful of staff and an over happy Peon, who is pampering me a lot with chilled water and tea in regular interval :)
SO after saying good bye and a promise to meet the peon again the next morning i headed towards the nearest market from my office like a prince in search of his chariot for my journey back home, but to my surprise..... Gurgaon, the city of fortune 500 companies offices, dose not have Cab or Auto Rickshow..... The only way to commute here is CYCLE RICKSHOW.............. this surprise hit me like a ball on the head from a long yard six by Dhoni, and i regained my senses and Hired... BABLI...... a pretty, yellow rick....... which was decked up with ribbons and black thread..... and the driver of this beauty was a perfect contrast a Black color bihari his teeth and BABLI were of same color. And while he was doing the task to pull me till the so called cab stand i could see a fall of swat coming from each and every pour of his body :D.
I reached the cab station to discover that a maruti van which fills people like chicken from poultry farm is a cab in this city.......... the other option for me was a bus...... and to my ill luck i got on a BlueLine...... the KATIL BUS............. I must tell you that how dangerous and horrifying are, these buses. They are like a mad bull ready to kill all who come on his way..
.... and what to say about the crew of the bus , who plays an antakshri of Gali's and as the background track they bead the bus gate like a cheering drum........ i think the buses like this as they could race in the tinest of spaces and stops just a millimeter away from the vehicle ahead........ but this was not exciting for me....... finally after my ordeal in the blueline i reached inside delhi border and took a auto till ma house.
I hope i would not have grown up to be a part of this rat race of job, position, respect, honour etc and could have stayed in the covers of my parents............ but life goes on and it is also a phase which would phase out soon....
But i am sure this this is just a beginning and several more episodes are lined up for my stay in the Capital of INDIA.
Like all i too have gone through the phase and after leading a protected life i broke the cocoon and headed to New Delhi for work, no not delhi but Gurgaon, to be precise.
So the luxuries of life continues when you stay at your aunts place, get all the amenities etc...... but life is not pink...... its fucking grey...... and i got to know this when on the first day i commuted till my office..........
DLF is FAR Far place from south delhi, and i dont know how many people travel everyday there...... i sometimes wonder that the number of cars i see in a single traffic jam sometimes, would be equal to the total no of cars in Jaipur......
Neways, even jams were comfortable till the time i was in the AC cab...... but paying those Rs.700 for my ride was a real pain. But god is there who has got me a comfortable job in an organization where i have to work for 5 days and only till 5.30 PM.
Well the Gurgaon branch of my office is a latest addition so there are just a handful of staff and an over happy Peon, who is pampering me a lot with chilled water and tea in regular interval :)
SO after saying good bye and a promise to meet the peon again the next morning i headed towards the nearest market from my office like a prince in search of his chariot for my journey back home, but to my surprise..... Gurgaon, the city of fortune 500 companies offices, dose not have Cab or Auto Rickshow..... The only way to commute here is CYCLE RICKSHOW.............. this surprise hit me like a ball on the head from a long yard six by Dhoni, and i regained my senses and Hired... BABLI...... a pretty, yellow rick....... which was decked up with ribbons and black thread..... and the driver of this beauty was a perfect contrast a Black color bihari his teeth and BABLI were of same color. And while he was doing the task to pull me till the so called cab stand i could see a fall of swat coming from each and every pour of his body :D.
I reached the cab station to discover that a maruti van which fills people like chicken from poultry farm is a cab in this city.......... the other option for me was a bus...... and to my ill luck i got on a BlueLine...... the KATIL BUS............. I must tell you that how dangerous and horrifying are, these buses. They are like a mad bull ready to kill all who come on his way..
.... and what to say about the crew of the bus , who plays an antakshri of Gali's and as the background track they bead the bus gate like a cheering drum........ i think the buses like this as they could race in the tinest of spaces and stops just a millimeter away from the vehicle ahead........ but this was not exciting for me....... finally after my ordeal in the blueline i reached inside delhi border and took a auto till ma house.
I hope i would not have grown up to be a part of this rat race of job, position, respect, honour etc and could have stayed in the covers of my parents............ but life goes on and it is also a phase which would phase out soon....
But i am sure this this is just a beginning and several more episodes are lined up for my stay in the Capital of INDIA.
Aadamkhor
