METRO DIARY

Today evening around 7:00pm, I took

Metro from CHANDNI Chowk towards Mandi House.I entered in coach and found the area around center pole was free, so

I stood there backing up with the pole. I was listening to my Ipod and was playing game in cellphone. But suddenly I felt something is moving near my leg. I looked at that thing clearly and found that those were another pair of a leg of a boy, who was in his twenties, 5.8” height, long but raw-boned face with that peculiar hair style which is very common in boys in these days( I don’t like it though). GANDHI style specs with very big candy skull Headphones which were covering not just his ears also his half face. Wearing over size t-shirt with hood jacket, and loose jeans with loafers. 

He was listening to some rock music so his legs and head were trying to match the beats. And I thought something else when I saw those moving legs near my legs. So I was in observation of this boy and just a song came up in my IPod 

“”Super SINGH Ji Aaye Aa””. Beat was really good and I was in very good mood too. So my leg and head started moving and were  trying to match the beats in punjabi way. 

I was in different mood but that boy thought different and looked at me angrily because he thought I was imitating him. And he mumbled something and walked to another coach. 

And I kept on doing what punjabi’s always does. 

         “” JUST ENJOY “”

METRO DIARY

Today morning as I took metro from Mandi House towards Chandni Chowk, I saw this girl, sitting in the corner, wearing black jeans with Mehroon jacket, round face, loose hair on one shoulder, broad forehead with beautifully shaped eyebrows, big but pointed nose, and full grown fuller lips, and in the name of make up she had only mehroon Lipstick to match her jacket and her specs, no jewellery at all. But she had something different, something which was attracting me towards her. That was Her PAJEB. 

In this total outfit that was something, which didn’t go with the outfit but still makes her different. That silver PAJEB kept me glaring at itself and at one point she looked at me like she was asking “” Mr. what are you looking at ?””

 So I moved towards different coach but couldn’t stop myself from taking the picture. 

TRAVEL DIARY

Last night around 9:40 I took an Auto from  RAJAURI garden metro station towards Punjabi Bagh club, need to deliver some thing to friend who was on shoot in wedding there. The Auto driver, who is not more than 38-40 years old, seemed like nice guy. When I ask him for charges, he said, “” meter se Bhaiya””  I replied, 

 “” bahut badiya””. After couple of minutes he Started conversation in very respectful manner,routine type, like nation is not in well shape in these days as Our PM Mr.Modi is not doing good. I was like “hmmm- haan ji- Billikul theek,etc”.  Then just before we reach our destination I asked him if he could wait there for five minutes so I can go to my home in his Auto which is 10-15 minutes away from there. He agreed and said yes. 

As my auto reached at the gate of club, I found my friend was waiting for me at there. As we saw each other, we waived to each one. Hugged each other and then handover his stuff. He handover me money. That Auto guy was seeing all this very carefully. And as we have finished our business. I got back into my Auto and we started our journey to my home. 

After two-three minutes, Auto driver asked me, “” BHAIYA AAP KYA KAAM KARTE HO ?””

 I replied, “” Bhaiya photography karta hoon.””

Driver,” Bhaiya kitne din mein Sikh sakta hoon. Agar Sikhna ho to.””

I,”” Bhaiya,kam se kam 6 months. Par aap kya karoge Sikh kar.””

Driver,”” Bhaiya ab maja nahi aata Auto k Kaam mein.””

I,”” kya hua, aaj kal KAAm nahi hai kya, ya phir Modi ji ne tang kar Diya.””

And I laughed slowly to keep the conversation in light manner, because it was moving towards serious discussion. 

Driver,””Bhaiya kya batau, respect nahi hai, sawari to sawari, rishtedaar bhi dhang se baat nahi karte. Paisa achha Kamata hoon main par achha nahi lag raha ab.””

I,”” Hmmm, Auto aapka hai ya dihari par””

Driver, “”apna hai Bhaiya, 18 saal se Chala raha hoon. Pita ji ki death ho gayi thi, chhota tha tabhi, ghar ki jimmedari ne jyada kuchh Karne nahi diya. Bus apna makan bana liya aur 2 behno ki shaadi kar k apni bhi kar li. 

I,”” bachhe ??””

Driver, very proudly “”ek Ladki hai second class mein. Private school mein admission Kara rakha hai. Padne mein hoshiyaar hai. Koi kami nahi kar Rakhi usko.””

I,”” bahut badiya bhai. Aap baki sab baat bhul Jao k koi kya sochta hai aapke baare mein, bus apni ladki ka khyal rakho usko Khoob padao. Ek din jab aapki ladki pad likh kar kuchh Badi afsar ban jayegi to woh sab rishtedaar aapke jo Auto chalane ki vajah se abhi muuh modd rahe hai, tab kahenge k bhai issne badi mehnat kar k apni ladki ko afsar bana Diya. Tab unko Ehsaas hoga. Aur woh log tab aapki missal denge, “”K koi bhi KAAM CHHOTA YA BADA NAHI HOTA, KAAM KO KARNE K PEECHE USKI JO NEEYAT HOTI HAI WOH CHHOTI YA BADI HOTI HAI””.

And we arrived at my destination, I asked him, How much, he looked at his meter and asked for 140rs. I gave him 150rs but he refused to take extra money. And said,

“” faltu leta nahi, apna Deta nahi.””

METRO DIARY

It was 7:30 in the morning and I was enjoying the ride of metro towards AEROCITY by sleeping for a while on the corner seat. And just then when I was about to went into tight sleep, I felt something or someone just landed on my fellow seat like a bomb hit the ground and made the clamant voice. मैं हड़बड़ा कर उठ बैठा । And I saw a man in his forties, well dressed, clean shaved,  पर घबराया हुआ, पसीने में लथपथ । 

I didn't understand anything for a second then I asked him, 

"Are you well, Sir ?"

He didn't say anything just nodded and I understood that he may have BP problem. 

I just took out my Cocofly(coconut water) gave him to drink but he was not able to move his hand so I have helped him to drink it. He felt little bit relaxed after that but still not good. So I took out my sandwich and gave him to eat, he ate little bit and demanded some water, I gave him my water bottle too. After some while he felt better than before so I asked him where he is headed to. He was going back to his home town MUMBAI. So was heading towards T3 airport. Okay I asked him to call anyone who can take care of him or atleast let me call metro guys so he can get treatment properly but he refused and said that he has no one here in Delhi, he came on some business trip alone. And also that he is already running late for his flight. 

I was confused what to do now. Because my soul was telling me that not to leave him and my mind was saying that " brother let him be on his own".  But then I decided lets go with him upto T3 and leave him there within proper custody. So he asked me after little while that where I am heading. I told him that I am also going to T3 to receive my friend. He said "that's very good, it's my first time in delhi metro, I also didn't knew the routes and all, and I am so lucky to have you as a co-passenger". So we started talking about other issues as I felt he is quite relaxed now. And asked him if that happens with him before. What he replied has stunned me for a while. 

"Brother you are seem to be genuine person so I tell you that I just entered in the metro and got a call from my wife that my father had heart attack in late night yesterday and they took him to the hospital instantly, my phone was switched off because of less battery and it was on charging. So I didn't get the news at first when it happened and after some while when they had tried enough to contact me they were also worried but the doctor there told him to not worry at all, all will be good and not to disturb me at all as I am far away from here and already have planned to come home today. So my wife called me after my father had successful operation of heart stent so not to worry. Come home safely. All in good hands. And as I heard the news I just dropped my BP and fell down on your seat".

Mean time I have insisted him to finish the sandwich so he done ate it. 

In this all conversation  we have reached to the Dwarka sec-21 station so we needed to change the metro. So we did and started our conversation again. And just in another couple of minutes we reached our destination, we alight there and headed towards airport gate. I asked him then If he is feeling good and can fly to MUMBAI. He told me that yes he can and he is feeling quite good now. So I offered him to shake hands but he just grabbed my hand  and भाईसाहब ने गले लगा लिया। I really felt very good and we part our ways and I moved towards Metro again and he towards entry que. And just then I realised that I didn't get his name so I turned towards him but I saw that he got entered in the airport but suddenly he also turned and just waived his hand to me and said bye. I also said ADIOS MY DEAR FRIEND. And thought 

कुछ काम बग़ैर नाम के ही अच्छे होते हैं । 

     Journey starts again. 

METRO DIARY

 

I have been looking for a story in metro after last one, which was published a month ago but my search for it wasn't fulfil until  today morning. 

I have started my journey towards Mandihouse metro station on daily time and I found metro exceptionally empty than other days. Couple of seats were vacant and I found my favourite spot was also vacant so I sat there happily. Took out my iPod from the bag and as I was unscrambling my scramble hands free, I saw the girl almost of my age, in very simple makeup, no extra add-on. A light touch of Kajal and mild stroke of red lip paint were enough to her natural beauty. She was married but not a year or two old. The most important thing was that I found her face way too familiar. Just one look at her and I knew that I know her very well. 

So I have started to remember that how I know her. In meantime I also found that she was also looking at me in intervals with same curiosity. 

So my believe got more stronger that I know her already, I just need to remember how. 

After some while I remembered that her name was Sunita we have studied together for five years. And I think at same time she also recognised me because the curiosity in her eyes was long gone and happy feeling of shock had replaced it. 

But the problem is who would start the conversation ? 

And I really suck at it. I can't do it. But I really wanted to do because it's been very long time. We were really good friend then. We had some wonderful memories together. But still the fear of getting it wrong has not been allowing me to start it. 

And at other end she was also in the same puzzle, I could have read the expression on her face.

But still who starts question remains. 

In this situation of 

"PEHLE AAP, PEHLE AAP"

Mandihouse station came and I did start wrapping up myself towards exit gate and I thought Atleast look at her last time and when I look at her she wasn't there. I was surprised, I have tried to look here and there but couldn't see her. So in moment of despair I did alight from metro and walk towards heritage line. 

And as people started to remove the area in front of me I found her standing in front of me and she was looking for me I think. 

And as our eyes met we both smiled with feeling that here is our friend, and I said "SUNITA" she said "ARUN" to confirm and we both were in shock for couple of second, when we came to know that what exactly happened we both laughed and said sorry. And part our ways to our destinations. 

""बड़े-बड़ें शहरो में ऐसी छोटी-छोटी बातें होती रहती है SENORITA.

METRO DIARY

""METRO DIARIES""

As I have started my day in metro at 7:00am towards AEROCITY, I started to think it should be a good day because I woke up on time, dressed up in time and left home on time. And weather was too good, and romantic. And more importantly metro was quite empty that so many seats were vacant. So I got a nice corner spot in coach and thought "let's have a one quick nap." So just closed my eyes and tried to had it. And seriously it was damn quick but very relaxing because I just crossed 4-5stations and as I opened my eyes, I felt fresh, and then started to make my self comfortable so I could get another one. But just then a girl not more than 25-27 year old in RED flower printed chiffon Saree almost copy of KANGNA RANAUT came into the coach and if I am not wrong then entire coach filled with fragrance of her perfume. Her high heels were not making her nervous those were like a pride for her. Her curly loose dark black with shades of light brown colour hair were making her Diva. Her fair charming hands didn't need any coverup so she was wearing the sleeveless. Small red BINDI in the centre of her head like adding WOW factor to her entire personality. And she sat in front of me . Looked at me with innocence on her face and my heart missed the beat. And then she took care of her bags( HAND BAG, tiffin bag, laptop bag). Looked like a teacher or professor to me. So I thought KAPIL let's take a nap. It's enough you saw. But seriously she is one Of kind absolutely gorgeous women. If my wife were with me she would have said the same thing. So I just closed my eyes and tried ignoring her. But couldn't do it so after some time I have opened my eyes and thought lets admire her beauty and praise it, don't try to ignore it. 

But what happened next is just made my day. 

When I opened my eyes and made myself comfortable I found she is looking at me with curiosity in her eyes. And that made me tensed. I tried to look for another place, but you know always goes for it so again looked at her and found that she was looking at me with same curiosity and in addition she smiled. OHH man I was like 

"" beta aaj mar Gaye."" 

I smiled back but did not want to entertain her so tried to look into cellphone but you know that doesn't work. And after couple of seconds, again looked at her with thief eyes and found she was searching something in her bag. 

So looked outside again. After sometime looked at her she was showing something to me in her Apple 6S iPhone. Which made me tensed, I didn't get a look at first but when I saw it clearly it was my profile picture on FB, I just laughed seriously like damn crazy and I found that she was searching for camera in her laptop bag  earlier which had some setting issues and wanted to come over my shop today but luckily(mine or her don't know) we met in metro. Solved the problem. She was happy and I was much more than happy. That just in the very start of the day. I got one satisfied client and made one very good friend,As we spoke on so many issues and as we traveled to AEROCITY STATION. And we part our ways from there. I never going to forget her do you know why ?because of her intelligence not because of her beauty because her intelligence and knowledge is far more than her beauty. Extremely talented, working as a Business developer head of the company. It was amazing time we had. And I didn't knew that she has been friend of mine since past two years on FB. 

STRANGE DESTINY, SMALL WORLD.

METRO DIARY

""METRO DIARIES""

On my way to noida this morning in metro I have encountered with one of the dramatic scene of the year. 

As I entered in the metro at my home station, I saw one chubby girl in very tight black outfit of  denim jeans and top. Very thick layer of KAJAL, dark RED MATT SHADE of lip paint and two big mobiles in hand, loose hairs all over the forehead, was standing near closed gate of coach with her male friend. Boy was looking more decent than her. Anyhow I failed to understood what kind of relation they had have. Because in a minute girl was all over the boy and in other  second she was reacting very differently. But they were reacting like they were very closed like they were in a relation. 

I just got a seat after couple of stations so left them and I got busy in my social media updates. 

But when Rajiv chowk metro statin. Comes I saw that boy was leaving her with a goodbye kiss on her forehead. And after that she was all alone standing in the same place as she was before. 

Just in another minute, she saw something or someone, many expression were came and gone on Her face. So she crossed me with that shocking face and moved to another gate. A boy was standing there in a pair of jeans and tshirt like a body builder. With earphone in his ears and he was having a very strong but angry face as he saw something which he shouldn't be . 

Girl went to him and stop before him with surprising face. And for next ten minutes she did try everything to please him or convince him that it was an accident that she met that previous guy in a metro. And the best line of her was 

""Agar koi mujhse baat karega to mujhe Bhi to jawab dena padega.""

And finally she did play her best stroke, 

With tears in her eyes she said,

""Agar tumhe mujhse baat nahi karni hai to mat karo par Aise gussa mat RAho, kuchh to bolo.""

 And that guy took another ten minutes to wipe her tears  with every possible way. 

Seriously I was laughing like hell at once but for another thought what exactly happening with our society is seriously a issue.

Love,Drama & Action.....

As I rode into Rapid metro of Gurugram around 8:30am in this morning from Sikanderpur. I saw young couple in their early twenties, hand in hand standing near Gate. Pressing their bodies toward each other, hugging, kissing on forehead, trying to please each other. Girl with beautiful brown eyes and lovely red lips calling him “JAANU” VERY OFTEN. And boy was replying her using “JAAN” in the starting of every sentence. They both have created lovely kind of aroma in the metro. Everyone was looking at them, some were gracefully and some were feeling embarrassing, and some were laughing on them. But that couple hardly cared about them. They were in their own world. Loving each other.

When I was looking at them, I also went into my past memories, some beautiful moments passed by my heart and I smiled while I was enjoying remembering those lovely moments of my life.

Suddenly I realized that my metro station was about to come, so I was getting prepared for my arrival and finally I glanced one last look on that couple but I found something happened in between them. Now girl was standing near him but not hand in hand, maintain quite distance. I could have seen some anger on her face (though she was looking beautiful with angry face), boy was approaching her but she was not in mood of replying. And after some desperate try eventually boy got irritated and he also said some bad to the girl with angry face and turned to another side, now they are standing back to back but still pressing their bodies toward each other.  I did feel bad for them but I wanted to give them some advice but couldn’t done it. And Just a moment before when I was going to alight. They have started fighting like I couldn’t have imagined. Abusing each other, asking each other to return their gifts, money, etc. I have missed my station. I thought let’s calm them but I couldn’t afford to ask them because they were going below level. And then I thought of leaving them as they were. And I did alight at next station took next metro back to my station and all the way back I was thinking that this has become a game of chances and convenience now. I was smiling but couldn’t decide at whom.