This is what I’ve been doing for the last 10 days or so. It’s like one big patience test where every day you have to sit from 9 to 6 in one place and wait for a project to come or keep hitting the refresh button on your facebook page hoping that something miraculous will happen. It’s bad to be at the bottom of the hierarchy where people are not bothered if you are there or not .It’s also bad to be at the top where there’s hell a lot of responsibility. I wish I was like the alphabet ‘O’ . It’s there right in between the list of alphabets at number 15 . It’s not there at unlucky position 13. It looks round and so full of life. As far as the other freshers around me are concerned , they either text or speak to their boyfriends/girlfriends over phone. In my opinion ‘lovers’ are pretty aimless people who spoil monuments and hillocks by drawing a heart with an arrow that cuts across it at 45 degrees and scribble their names at either end of the arrow but the urban elite prefer to differ and spend hours gazing at each other with a flickering candle placed in between them thereby promoting eco-friendliness all around.
I wonder how the clouds would be leading their lives. There would be a leader of the pack who would begin a mission starting June every year , beginning from Kerala and continuing up to Himachal. The younger clouds would be totally excited to shed out all the moisture. The older ones would be like ‘Oh , it’s just one more new season’. The younger ones would want to change the course of their journey and explore newer areas and water the drought hit areas or shed moisture over the entire Thar desert and do crazy stuff like that only to be cynically mocked by their superiors ( the kind of thing that happens when you tell your parents that you want to become a wildlife photographer or a marine biologist or a social anthropologist).These groups of rebellion clouds would join other likeminded clouds and start venturing far and wild. In case their attempts turned out futile these frustrated souls would wash out cricket matches or cause a “depression”. Whatever be it , these clouds indeed have a far more interesting life than mine.
In other major acts of douchebagry , I went to this area called Sunkadakatte (katte in Kannada means bench).True is the saying ‘when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve’. When I used to travel back home from college by bus , Sunkadakatte would be the last stop and I would get down 3 or 4 stops before. I would wonder , how this area would look like. Sometimes , I wished that I would oversleep by mistake and get down in that stop. The previous sentence is just a digression and is absolutely rubbish. Anyway , this area is pretty chaotic , the roads are narrow. Teenagers wear glittery shirts with ‘Om Shanti Om’ written in a gaudy silver or golden colors.3 of them sit on an old bike and start wheeling in the middle of traffic. There are a lot of hawkers to occupy half the road and get in to a verbal tussle where they exchange a hell lot of swear words and create new ones on the spot. This place looks like a breeding place for the local goons. There was a Kannada Rajyotsava (Karnataka formation day) celebrations happening where they were playing Ravichandran songs. This guy has written plenty of songs praising the navel , hips and the midriff of women. His movies just fall short of being categorized as ‘soft porn’. His wife would have probably told him ‘Go screw half the horny women in the state and come back and make me proud’. Poor souls as us have no such luck. The only time I can think of when women have wanted to hump me are these online dating sites . When you are navigating through them , suddenly a pop up appears wherein a blonde women says that she lives in Bangalore , 23 years old . The next thing that she says is that her husband or boyfriend is out of town and she was looking for someone to spend the night with. You just type in the chat box ‘Oh! , sounds like a pretty brilliant idea’. Then a link appears clicking which you are directed to this website called adult friend finder you have to pay 50$ to 100$ for some stupid platinum , gold and silver memberships to get in touch with these blonde and Latin American women who apparently stay only 2-3 kms away from your place and are waiting to have a jolly good time. Absolutely rubbish these sites are!! Oh my god , get me out of this bench before I venture in to something crazy like this
