Thursday, August 13, 2009

God and Krish!

Its a strange thing. God never pays visit to earth in this kalyug. But he did so yesterday afternoon in unforseen circumstances. Krish was waiting for his girlfriend in coffee day and the god just took a seat nearby.

God! Krish would have been pissed off coz of that. Reshma is always late and now a puffy guy with a long hair sits next to him with a coffee.

"I like this Irish coffee with Hazlenut" said god.

"Hmm! If you dont mind, I am waiting for someone." krish was restless.

"I know that dude, but I am sure I could give you a good company till that someone comes".

'Goddamn' thought Krish. "I dont talk that much to strangers, you know" Krish reverted back.

"Oh! Sorry. I have not introduced myself. My name is Kailash. I am from North... We are no longer strangers Krish" said god.

"Holy cow! How did you know my name" said Krish putting back the ID tag of a popular software company in his pocket.

"I know. So, I have come" said God with a sarcastic smile.

"What the heck you want from me.. Mr.Kailash something.."

"I just wanna know if there is any referral in the esteemed company. I am just fed up of my previous work." Said god.

"Brrr..Yet another job seeker.. by the where are you employed now.?" asked Krish.

"Well.. I cant disclose now. But to say for sure, I have a quite an experiance to fit into any software company"

"So.. Why switching jobs.. no hike.. no onsite..ah..? Its same old stuff here dude. You know, the recession has really hit the rock bottom" grunted Krish.

"Not really.. I just wanna see more people... you know.. contacts really help" said God.

"Hmmm.. then.. new to Bangalore ah..?" asked Krish.

"Ya.. first time.. It looks so developed and advanced.. But only minus point is the traffic"

"Ya.. Chill up dude.. you will get used to it. Swalpa adjust maadi.. as simple as that" said Krish.

"I have got myself chilled up already.. Kingfisher" said god with a smile.

"Oh! ya.. Thank God its a Friday. I will buy a can or two.." said Krish.

"Thank me.. I am the god" said god.

"You are #$#$$# drunk.. Get lost.." said Krish.


(A neo modern adaptation of Kadavulum Kandasamypillaium)

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Kubera Halli

Kuberahalli is a place not known for its wealth, If you can ignore the evening crowd in its wineshop.
Its a beautiful place when it rains, The gutter overflows into the road and the rainwater and sand forms a colloid with it. Children with weather beaten looks play in the rain and brazen the harshness of the reality.

The street-lamp is not glowing today. Ahh! Its a full moon today. The municipality had made an agreement with lunar gods and poor chap I did`nt know that. But alas, the municipality have not made an agreement still with the wavering clouds which makes the full moon night into a pitch dark canvas. I walk through the streets of Kuberahalli trusting nothing other than my next step.

The outskirt has railway line close to it and a railway station half a mile away. But of course these children have a strange liking to play on the rails when the trains are about to come. What if a steamer hits a kid or two?
No wonder, their parents would be happy if it had by it wilder probability hit a girl child.

My neighbour in Kuberahalli, Malappa makes a living by driving an auto rickshaw. Everyday morning he fuels his rickshaw in the HP gas station in Bomannahalli, and late in the evening he fuels himself in the kuberahalli wineshop.
That day he fuelled himself more and therby hit a rammed his rickshaw with a raging truck. His right arm got jammed and his eyesight partially lost. But good in the bad, he was drunk for he didnt know the pain. Parvathamma, his wife, cried so loud that night that the entire kuberahalli gathered to console her.

These days she visits the VAO office so often in the late evening and returns back home in the veil of darkness. She gets a few thousands from the officer every month and pities the sane world which talks of something called - Culture!