So I have a friend posted in the hip-hop Gurgaon as part of his summer internship.
But, he is not happy in Gurgaon!!
What are you saying dude!
Arey boss! Because he is from a scary-land called Chennai
So coming to my friend, his condition reminds me of the gospel which the lord himself bestowed to his favorite follower. I will not name the follower or the lord to avoid controversy, but here goes the saying.
Long since our brothers and sisters have suffered in the hands of the auto-drivers and uthapam makers, in a hostile terrain, down South in the peninsular land of India. Now it is our turn.
Thou shall strike, thou shall take vengeance! It’s the time for revenge!
Hence, with retribution in mind, the almighty decided that since it is not ideal to change the people, let the force of climate be unleashed. And so it was. The NCR yet again witnessed the highest average temperature for the past XYZee years. Temperature so high, that even a person used of living in a boiler-land (my friend in this case) genuflected in front of its might.
On the other end, suddenly the whiteness index of Chennai saw a sudden jump.
It is not because of my Chennai wala friend (believe it or not, he actually decreased the whiteness index when he left), but because of one UP’ite who landed on to the brackish water at Marina beach. Although he belongs to the badlands of Gorakhpur (remember the movies Sehar, Ishqia), but he considers himself to be directly descendant from US of A. The only thing going in his favor is his highly unusual fair color, especially for a male species.
So here he is jostling with the auto drivers and the idli-sambhar-rasham combo. Poor fella.
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| The Maratha Warrior |
“Are you from UP?” The auto-driver asks Exzact, who was readying himself for another day at his Worli office.
“What!!” was my friend’s initial reaction to this harmless query.
“Arey Bhau, I am asking it, because you look like you are from UP”, says the auto driver.
“No, I’m not”, was the terse reply.
“You see sir; people from outside Mumbai are coming and filling all the vacant places. Local trains, cinema halls, malls, parks, driveways, footpaths, tea-stalls, now they have even started occupying the auto stands”, was the fair assessment of the simpleton from Maratha land.
My friend was left speechless. Seeing so much wisdom, so much insight, in a common man (actually common man of Congress), he could not utter a single word.
On the other hand, seeing no response, the Einstein driving the auto continued his highly insightful sermon.
Flabbergasted, as my friend was, at his own inefficiencies and the other fella's wisdom, he decided to take another auto.
At another place in the same city, a little kid has got his SLR professional camera. So he clicks, whatever comes his way and posts on FB. I must admit, though not so gladly that slowly he is improving and now some of his clicks actually make sense. I hate to admit, but now I also appreciate some of his works.
As for me, I am relaxing in my dingy room at IIMB. Wasn’t IIMB a better college (or shall I say MBA institution)? Then by that corollary, aren’t the room supposed to be better. But, such is life. So, I try to fit in myself in the 3’ X 7’ room. Thinking of another day, some another assignment at the office.
