Episode 3 - Part II - Unexpected Catastrophe

Contd.. from Espisode 3, Part II

 Pune: Jan 7^th  – “Hey I will also come with you to Hyderabad, we will drive my car” The last time he did that, I drove 90% of the distance while the Jackass slept the whole time!! I just wanted to go to Hyd because Jan 10^th was Veena’s birthday and I wanted to celebrate it with her. She is in Hyderabad, and we were planning to tell about our relationship at home. Ranjan pestered to go with me to Hyderabad with me. He also asked me for Rs.10,000 (he already had my 25,000 which he had to return) and said he wants to shift his house. So I agreed to give him thinking he must be a honest guy though he is an idiot afterall he will still return my money.

Jan 8^th, 6 PM. Fine, we started driving to Hyderabad that night, and he drove about 30 KM like a Psycho drunk clown as if he could cover 600 KM in 6 minutes and finally said “ I am feeling very sleepy, usually I drive really fast, but when I am sleepy, I drive slow, I don’t want to drive slow, can you do the driving for about 20 minutes I will take a NAP and after that I will drive” 20 minutes? Yeah right Mr. Kumbhkaran, lousy lazy asshole!! I was actually waiting for it. I could hardly tolerate his driving. So it’s better to own the responsibility of staying alive. I took the steering, and started to drive. “He continued, one day I was feeling so sleepy I started to drive to Salem from Mysore, I did not realize I had crossed Salem 3 hours ago and had come 400 Km ahead” I exclaimed as if he had just broken the Guinness world record. May be he went on a Bucati Veron, imagine 400 Km in 3 hours on Indian Roads!! WOW. I knew the SOB is faking it, he loves making up shit. I asked him “which Car Ranjan?” he became excited like a baby, he must be thinking – wow this idiot believes my shit, I am so good at bullshitting, man I am so proud of myself that I bullshit so well and he replied “ It was a Maruti 800, 1996 model it was very fast, easily 150 to 160 Kmph!!” Wah, if the makers of Maruti hear this they’ll be very proud. And then he bugged me about how good a Maruti 800 is and finally he slept snoring loud and some boring Tamil songs were playing in the background.

Jan 9^th. Reached Hyd around 8 AM. I went home, quickly got ready. Veena had already made many calls to my cell and hundreds of messages already. She cared for me a lot, especially when I am with this Chimp. We met around 12:30, she was looking so stunning as usual. We shopped in the newly inaugurated Inorbit Mall, bought gifts and Ranjan had gone away for a change, (what a relief) as he was busy shifting his furniture to pune, he was relocating, while me and veena had a couples day out, a sort of a much awaited Date.  He called me around 1 PM and asked me if I could lend him Rs.10,000. I had already given him 25,000 and I thought poor guy, he might be a wimp but he has 3 kids, out of which is a new born twin. I agreed to help him and said okay, and asked him to come and collect it. Later I booked a movie ticket online in Talkie Town  for me and Veena and had plans to wish her on her birthday at 00:00 hrs. I took her to Aditi Restaurant right opposite to Talkie Town. We had an amazing day, very beautiful and pleasant time indeed before Ranjan’s phone Rang- “Where are you?” I said “I am in a restaurant” he asked “which restaurant, where?” oh man!! Hopefully he will not ask how it looks and what I am eating etc.,., .,  I replied “Me and Veena are there together, after this we are going to a movie and we are in Aditi Restaurant, can I call you later?” I thought I shoed him away, Get the fucking hell off cant you see I am with my Girlfriend and we’re a couple you butt-sucking monster? But he replied to my surprise “okay, I will come, I too wanted to watch a movie and I will take the money”

Jan 9^th 8:45 PM: Ranjan was at our desk in the Restaurant – His Saliva was all over his mouth seeing at what we were eating. Nazar laga raha tha BC. I couldn’t resist offering him something, but I knew he would use that as an opportunity to show off. When I offered him to eat with us he proudly said he doesn’t eat outside food, if he does then he will have to be admitted in some famous hospital. HE said “What will I do alone so I came off” wonder what came off. What a F**** SOB, he didn’t let me have my date. Kabab mein haddi!!! Veena was feeling uncomfortable as he started to show off how to eat, how hygienic he is , how great he used to cook one day he was cooking some dish (I forgot) and someguy came sniffing his cuisine and asked him if he could give him the reciepe or teach his cook as he owns a restaurant. Ranjan strictly denied saying NO it’s a secret. And when he left, he realized the guy who asked was none other than the Hotel Ashoka owner!! BULLSHIT Hotel Ashoka in bangalore is a 7 Star Resturant. Ranjan is the world’s worst Asshole. He should be made naked, beaten nicely in public, his very existence to the world is like a Plague to the humankind.

Every often, I meet people of his team or whoever has come across Ranjan tell me their versions of a impossible such story. Nobody in the entire office wants to talk to him and 99% everyone Avoid him. Prick M*****F*****. MC BC. &&**!@@@@@#!@#.

Jan 9^h 21:00 Hrs. “wat are you doing after dinner?” I replied “Me and Veena have booked tickets, we will be going for a movie” – “Wat movie is it?” I said, “It’s a Hindi Movie” Ranjan hardly knew Hindi. The worst I feared was he would come. “I will also come” OH NO!!! “Ranjan, but we have already booked tickets, the theatre is housefull” – “Wat will I do going home alone, I too wanted to watch that movie, I will also come” I hadn’t even told him the name of the Movie.  I booked a cab to drop veena home after the movie would end and I thought I will see her off and was hoping I will come back to see her again soon.
We Reached the Theatre, someone was selling a General Class ticket in Black. Ranjan Purchased it, me and Veena were in the Gold class Section. I was atleast happy, that he would not be there to trouble us. During the Interval I saw him secretly hogging 2 Samosas, 1 Pepsi and also had bought a Potato Chips packet. What a dim-witted, obtuse stupid guy I thought. We sat to watch the rest of the movie. I was hardly watching the movie, I was so happy to have been with the world’s most precious person to me and to have her next to me I only kept watching her. Cuz I knew I would miss her the most when I go back to Pune the next day Morning

Jan 10^th 00:00 Hrs. Movie was just over, I wished Veena on her birthday and it was time for us to go home. I checked my cell, the Meru cabs had sent an SMS stating the cab will report at 00:30 Hrs. So that would give me 30 more minutes with her.  She looked like a fairy. Ranjan appeared as we got out, ‘where are you going?’ I replied “Ranjan give us 10 minutes please, you go home if you want to.  I want to talk to her for sometime and Meru cabs will drop her home” Ranjan is unstoppable, “Why Meru? When is Meru coming? Always they are late, when did you book the cab?” Bastard, I thought. Is he so foolish or born Imprudent Retard? “Ranjan, please… “  and I gave him a keep away stare “The movie was good na, wat is the name of the Heroin?” Veena replied “Priyanka Chopra” he continud “oh she looks like Aishwarya Rai” FUCK this GUY!! Someone shot him in the ass. “You see, Meru will come in 30 minutes, and he will take 1 hour to drive 30 KM and you will reach home in 2 hours, but I can drop you in 15 minutes, I know a shortcut” Well we knew there are no shortcut routes. Even if it did, he cant change the geography may be save some 1 or 2 KM. He pestured us so much after this that I gave up and agreed to go with him.

I was about to sit in the front seat but I wanted to spend time with Veena. I kept all the shopping covers in the Front seat and sat back holding her hands. Ranjan started showing off. I said to myself, for once lets ignore him and spend more time and focus on Veena, cuz that was important to me. Ranjan started honking like crazy. There was a horn, a long horn a short hon, simultaneous irritating horns to scare off the traffic midnight!! “see see if I horn like this he will give space, if I horn faster he will also try to drive fast, with experience I have learnt the driver psychology in Hyderabad, secunderabad, shamshabad everything in this city is bad”. A Verna passed ahead of him, overtaking him from right under his nose. He couldn’t hold it. “He overtakes me only??? I will show him, see with honking only I can overtake him” and he raced beyond 100 KMPH. Verna skillfully Maneuvered and zipped and disappeared. Ranjan had a flop show. Veena and me were holding on to everything possible in the car. I told her, lets not spoil our moment, lets ignore him.

    He missed a left turn, near Erragadda Y road. I told him “Ranjan, you should’ve taken this left” he said “no no no there is another shortcut from Begumpet, we will reach easily from there” and he headed towards Ameerpet. After few seconds, he came across a triple riding Bike, 3 men probably drunk looking like goons were not giving Ranjan space or any response  to this idiot’s honking. That upset him, he got super upset. I thought he will rape all 3 men at the same time, speed was around 80 KMPH, when they finally gave space, he lowered his left power window and all he said was “Buddileda” while he was saying that he completely ignored what was in the front, he did not realize he had his steering turned to the right, he went straight and bumped into the opposite coming Petrol Tanker “THUD!!!!!!!”

Jan 10 00:45 Hrs 2010. Nothing had happened to Ranjan! God didn’t want him in Hell or Heaven. He is such a prick that nobody would want him. I bet his family, wife, kids none would have wanted him to be alive. The car had gone under the tanker and the left part of the car had completely smashed and it was sure that the car had to be totaled. I had fallen on the middle, lying on the dashboard with Blood All over and unconscious. Veena had some bruises, thank god only bruises and a sprain in the shoulder for which she suffered for a very long time, and struggled so much throughout . Ranjan was busy with the damaged car and the locals, Poor Veena got me to the hospital seeking help of two Auto Drivers and got me admitted to Prime Hospitals Mythrivanam Ameerpet.  She was in tears and anxious the whole time. I wish I was not unconscious, I would’ve atleast stopped her from crying. She called my roommate, Mangesh, he was not in town, but he realized what was wrong and he called the CFT Gang at office. Somehow she managed to tell something at home and arranged to stay back at the hospital. Aly came down and shouted at the hospital authorities and got the doctor by 3:30 AM. I survived. Veena Saved my life and gave me a rebirth for which I will never forget this and I love her more than I ever did anybody. This story will always remind me of the thin line between life and death and make me love and respect Veena (me and veena are now married) and always keep away from the Sick Ranjan. This is a story to all of you who know Ranjan and please stay away from him. He has done many blunders like this, luckily for us this accident turned out to be all okay.

To Veena – I owe you so much darl. No matter what I say what I do, I will always love you and look upto for a day, everyday to get to see you when I wake up and to be around you always. I love you.

To this date, Ranjan bullshits about this story to everyone and all the defamation he tried on me has affected him directly or indirectly.
I am forever thankful to Aly, Henry, Pavel, Abhishek and Prabhakar, Prashanth, Pranay and Managers Vasu and Sudindra for all the support and help. I owe these gem of people my life. thank you guys.. :) I cant thank you all enough.
regards
Maddy

Episode 3 - Part I - Unexpected Catastrophe

This is a story of an incident I went through, I probably have never told this story even to myself.  It surprises me sometimes when my own mind opens up to me and lets me know a whole new side of experience. My Mom always says, something bad happens to you, then definitely something good will eventually turn in. She has ways to explain things to me which would become a part of my character, my personality, become a part of me.  But when things go wrong, we tend to go after it! Damn Human Nature. What I am going to share with you is a Chronicle of Coma, a True Anecdote, but with a Twist and catastrophe added by Ranjan.

   Jan 10^th : 00:40 Hrs - My body had shut down completely. All brain cells paused, with no electro chemical activity, nothing functioning but luckily I WAS breathing. It was a Complete Blackout, as if all of my body had staged a protest for putting it through all sorts of pressure and it had boycott from doing their job.  Inside my head it was blank, darkness. I could feel nothing or think nothing. Its like you can feel Darkness the way you felt light. I can’t really explain to you how it was being unconscious, but it was like nothing!! Yes, I experienced Nothing.  And all of a sudden, everything came up, Blood started flowing, one hard breath and I gained consciousness, then I slowly opened my eyes, there was so much of light, so much of noise. Suddenly the world had come back from a Pause. I was lying down on the bed, the first thing I saw was a blurry white roof, I could barely see. My vision slowly was turning from Blur to clear and the next thing I saw was, Veena, standing there opposite to the bed and crying. Crying very hard. I saw lot of tears in her eyes, I guessed something has gone wrong and her nose had turned super pink. Well she didn’t look pretty at all for the first time. I had no idea why she was crying. The last thing I remember was - we were in the backseat of the infamous “Ranjan’s Car” he was driving us home while I was looking into her eyes. I had no memory of what happened after that, and the question that struck to me like a comet was; what the hell happend? I couldn’t recollect anything. I really had no idea! I remember talking to Veena and Ranjan driving like a Maniac. I could guess there was an accident, if I approved it then there would be more questions in my head, I wanted to be sure. So  I asked her “Why are you crying?” She still kept crying. I was like, is this a dream, am I dreaming? Something unreal, I should wake up from? Then I asked again “What happened?” she was about to say something and I saw a Nurse take her. Nurse? Wait a minute, Where the hell did a nurse come from? Then  I saw a fat dark guy standing near my head, holding a thick white cotton on my right side above my temple near the ears. He told me “you met with an accident” . . I guessed, ‘ I am in a hospital’ the guy I was talking to was the Fosterer (male nurse in Indian Terms).   I was shocked,  I could hardly breathe. I asked him “Is she alright” He said “everybody is fine, you just got a small bump on the head” That’s when I felt something moving under my neck at the back.

    Veena came back, and she was still crying. I asked her “Are you okay” she replied “Yes I am fine, you please rest” The feeling of something crawling continuously was bothering me. It was like something warm was moving underneath my neck towards my collar. I tried hard to move my hands, I couldn’t, my own body refused to help, as if they were tied from my spine, somehow I struggled and reached out towards my neck, I touched at the back of my neck and saw it was blood. The guy holding the cotton pad was not observing there was a crack in my skull that had left some blood flowing.  I told the fat guy to hold the cotton on my head properly and reduce the pressure he was putting. He realized that the huge cotton pad he had kept has been completely drenched with Blood, so to change it he lifted the cotton pad and fountains of blood just sprung till my feet and till where veena was standing. She saw that and started crying more. The Fosterer changed the cotton pad, put a fresh new one and it started getting soaked in blood. The pain was unbearably excruciating. My body shut down again, completely blacked out. I felt unconscious again! At least I was happy of one thing, - Veena seemed okay at that time, she was standing and she was fine.

      The next time I opened my eyes, I could hardly blink, hardly think. I was so surprised – a witty me and turned to such a wimp? C’mon this can’t be me, what’s happening around here? Why am I not able to move my body, not even fingers? Why am I feeling so thirsty and not able to ask for water? I couldn’t even gulp. I wanted to say but I didn’t have any air left inside my chest to bring out a voice. Did I really meet with an accident? The part of meeting veena and holding hands, looking into her beautiful eyes was it all real or was  I dreaming? I saw some 6 guys dressed in white aprons looked like doctors all around me. And one guy started asking me questions “What is your name?” I assumed he is the doctor.  I knew my name, I just couldn’t say it. I guessed I was in the operation theatre with the big round light right on my head and they were stitching the skin on my skull back. Finally I told him whats my name,  when he asked me for  a second time, that took a lot of strain and effort. I thought that would be the end of his questions, a second question popped up – he asked me “What do you do?” I didn’t know what I do? The thought that came to my head was What do I do? What do I want to do? I want to see Veena, I want to go back in time and stop this from happening, I want to go back in time and erase what just happend. Well, guess what, I blacked out again with that thought.

Jan 11 4 PM, I woke up, I was in ICU, had stitches and a huge bandage on my head. I had lost a lot of blood. I had some tubes popping out of my left hand and a bottle of blood and drips connected to it. I was wearing some green long coat which other old patients in the room were wearing. Veena and Aly, Pavel, a couple of other Office colleagues were there. 

One Minute Read - Best way to top the Productivity

Once upon a time, somewhere in a Village there used to be a Farmer and his two Sons. The Farmer was old and was unable to work, but, he had trained his sons to be able to replace him reasonably well and carry on the harvesting year after year, thereby continue his legacy.

However, the major issue was that both the Brothers were bitter enemies and hated each other. The younger brother was greedy and elder brother was organized and well disciplined. Everyone thought that Elder brother is Lazy, he only did what he thought was best and was principled, well planned and futuristic. The younger wanted a chance to always prove to his elder brother that he is better than him. The Farmer knew this, so before he died, he made his decisions and put his Will on the paper that he will split all his property into 60% to the Younger son and 40% to the Elder Son.

The younger Son was not happy with all this. He would get only 4 Oxen, 6 Acres of Land and only 6 Cows. While the elder bro got 2 Oxen, 4 Acres of Land, and 4 Cows. The Elder brother wanted to prove he is the best and take on the rest of the property, get his elder brother to work under him. But, he was further more disappointed to see his elder brother contented and happy with what he got. The Elder brother humbly accepted his father’s decision and got to work. Younger brother was full of rage, he wanted to prove that he was better than his brother and his work could yield better results and harvest than his brother.

So the younger brother started working, working very hard, day and night he put his efforts. Often he used to see that his elder brother leave home right at the sunset, while he carried his work till midnight and would start much early before the brother arrived. His elder brother was not actually worried about anything, he knew if he worked sincerely, honestly and efficiently he would make the best use of all his tools and resources.

But the younger brother, put more and more work into his field.

Finally the season of harvesting came and when measured his elder brother had better crop quality and quantity than his! He was surprised, he couldn’t believe his eyes. According to him he had done nothing wrong! He was energetic, enthusiastic and had worked very hard.

He couldn’t resist, he went and asked his brother. The answer was simple. The Elder brother rested his Ox, himself well during the night while he also ensured he put the right measure of manure, fertilizer and kept all his tools clean and tidy. And most importantly he kept the next day planned according to the weather. So that’s productivity. The younger brother had worked very hard, didnt research how much fertilizer is required, how healthy his oxen are, at what pace should he plough, he did not check the weather and plan things well etc.,.,so it all affected on his productivity.

When you put smartness into your hard work, that’s when you get productivity. Its not work you put into your smartness. You can no longer be productive if you are competing only for numbers, productivity is much more than that, its your bread and butter. No matter where you are, what you are, rest yourself well, get good sleep, plan the next day well, stay calm and cheerful, eat timely food, stay positive and keep working, research on small things, observe other people, learn from them, improvize yourself constantly and The reward of our work is not what we get, but what we become… Thank you for reading the blog. I made the story as simple and short to save your time and yet glue you till the end. Hope you enjoyed it.