From previous posts you might know/ remember that there were 4 diffrent cultures present in our conversation.
Israeli-Jewish
Musicia-Christian
Driver-Tamil
Me-Hindu.
Our conversation started with some here and there talks, that why this Israeli person came to India. He said he feels good to roam in India, even alone. Many people from his place have already visited India including his brother, so I said "is it normal for your side people to visit India". He said "no its not like that, even my grandmother does not understand my philosophy of coming India, but I do, whatever I like"
Then Driver said "How do you earn so much that you have came to roam in India for 6 months". he said "its easy and cheap to travel in India by trains and for stay, I work wherever I stay"
Musician said "You dont have to give any share of your earnings to your parent." He said "No, I dont, they are also earning, I am also earning, now I dont take anything from them and I dont give anything".
He said "I was living near Kodaikanal for last 2 months and before that in Goa for a month". In Kodaikanal his rent was very less (since it was in outskirts of Kodai, it was not famous and hence less rent) and in Goa, he lived in beach and worked there so they gave him place to stay, food and on weekends, they gave him bike.
He has planning to live in North for next 3 months because his sister and her Boyfriend were coming next month to visit India. And then visit Nepal for visa renewal and again back to India.
You might be thinking that why I am giving every detail about him, "what we have to do with some Israel person".
So let me tell you the reason behind every detail, that guy aged 20 yrs only was just a security guard for his village and didnt had a lot of money, still he had courage, will to visit such a big, multicultured, little dangersous country like India. If he can do it, why we cant do our little works like talking with our parents, texting a friend, organinsing a get together. We just say, we didnt had time or money or whatever foolish reason such as my parents wont allow me.
Just think about it, its not about time or money its about priority, if you make something your priority, you will be able to do it, these little reason wont be able to stop you in any way.
I am a Traveler and once I travel, I become a Blogger and finally called as Explorer.
Sunday, 23 June 2013
Saturday, 22 June 2013
Only English
Welcome.
First of all, let me reveal the secret of “Only English” guy from last post. Well the secret of him knowing English only was….he was not from India. He was an Israeli, strange right.
Israeli and I started talking about here and there, and then I asked him “where are you from? How come you know only English” He told me “I am from Israel” Believe me, with his dressing sense no one could have guessed, just by bare looking that he’s not from India. Obviously if you keenly look, you can tell, ………………………………but being a guy, I gave only a bare look.
Although know it was confirmed that he’s not from India, still I had doubts on him being from same location he says. It is in me, that I do not believe on anyone so easily, especially when I am travelling alone and person sitting right next to me know this very well. In order to clear my doubts, I asked him for his passport, he showed me and it proved that he was actually the person, he was saying to be. Another person (Tamil guy-Driver) sitting on left, found it very interesting that a man from Israel has come to visit India. Since he did not know English, I helped translated whatever he was saying. I have this level of maturity/ common sense that if I am sitting between different cultures, either I speak common language. In addition if someone is lacking some part and I know that I can help him by translating, I take that responsibility.
But where I live/work/ have fun, I barely find a person who understands this thing. For example, 2 days back I was sitting with my Bolly* friends; suddenly they started talking in their regional language. I didn’t say a word, but one of them spotted me being annoyed, so I just said it feels like I am sitting between Blues*.
Even today, when I was in training, I experienced the same. One guy from my area was giving training; even then I asked all the doubts in neutral language respecting all the cultures which were sitting with me. But But But when it came turn of a Blue guy, one of my colleagues asked a question in Blue language only and he got reply back in Blue. I didn’t do anything, thinking that all the people besides me have lower level of maturity and even if I get frustrated/ get angry, I will be the loser one. So I just keep my calm and smiled from inside.
I have this thing daily in my shift. Once all the people from my area leave for the day and I am the only one left, all Blue started laughing on everything I say, Even if they are not laughing on me, but being on my side, just think, How I feel and when I say what happened, they simply says learn Blue. Sometimes I think how fools are all these. They don’t have any professional skills and they are working in an MNC. How Funny.
I apologies to deviate from main story, but these small things are very necessary.
Well coming back to my Original story, so 4 (me, Israeli, Driver and Musician) started talking. In starting musician was sleeping but eventually when our conversation seemed interesting to him, he also joined. I tried to speak English as much as possible to make the ground neutral, because he Israeli was our guest, we should not say anything that makes him feel bad and also English was understood by maximum population (me musician and Israeli) involved in conversation. Also to respect Blue guy, I translated all the major points in discussion from time to time
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I think It is enough for this post. Will tell you about our conversation in next post,
KeeP Reading and Replying
Thursday, 20 June 2013
Tatkaal and Beyond
I was trying for tatkaal from multiple accounts, even from one
of my colleagues’ account. She said that she’s lucky, so I told OK, and then we
should try from your account also. Believe me she proved to be lucky for me.
From her account only I saw that there were 14 tickets available, so I clicked
on confirm, made payment and finally when the ticket came, it was in waiting
list 27. I am not sure how this site works, but I was shocked how this is
possible.
With God’s grace, my ticket got confirmed and I started
travelling, but I didn’t told anyone, I thought Its ok to reach one day before,
What’s so big deal in that, also I had some other plans goin on Shhh.
I tried to leave office early; still I got late as usual. I
came home, had a bath, because I didn’t had bath from last 2 days….Dont think
that I am Aalsi. Paani nahi thaa room par. After shower, had my dinner and ran
for train. I boarded train just 5min before, it left station. I arranged my
luggage safely, sat for some time and headed for sleep. It’s necessary for me to
have proper sleep after my shift due to the nature of my job. Believe me
staring at screen for 9 hours is not a joke, may be a routine. In morning, I
tried to sleep for more and more time, since in train I don’t have lots of work
to do.
In morning time, mid* people came and started asking for
money. The person who was there next to my berth said “Only ENGLISH, Only
English”. I didn’t understood, how can a person living in India knows only
English, neither Hindi nor any other language, I thought leave it, why should I
care. I again slept. After some time, I woke lowered my berth (as I was
sleeping in middle berth).
That “only English” person offered me biscuits, I said “no
Thanks”. Let me tell you about few interesting characters of my coach now, one
person were “Only English-security guard”, a Tamil guy-army driver, a Christian
guy-music businessman and of course me-a computer Engineer.
I will unveil the mystery of “Only English” guy and rest
story in next post.
*I hope you understood, whom I am calling mid people.
Monday, 17 June 2013
Goin Home
Goin Home
Here, I am Chennai, decided to visit home.
But it’s not as easy as gome.
Started planning for it from months,
Still got slap on my bumps.
Me Being Poetic
As you might know and remember that I am living in Chennai
and since it was going to be three months, I decided to give a visit to
hometown for some days. I started working extra shifts on weekends so that I
get enough days to be at my place. The whole plan was decided, I compensated
every day before going home. But this was not enough for my leads, they changed
my shift in such a way that I had to compensate 2 more days. It was also OK for
me, but then after coming back….. Again he changed my shift in such a way that he
removed one week off from my shift. I asked him, why and how he can do that. He
was just telling me stories going around and around and not gave me that day,
because he had no answer for that day. He also knows that he is doing wrong,
but I think at such a position, these things don’t matter, these people become
heartless for their juniors. But they remembered one extra day which I took off
when I was sick, he just removed that day from my shift, but he is not ready to
give me that one day which he took illegally. I think that IT culture is like that only, where
no one considers anything; they just want us to work every day, in every
situation. It feels that I am complaining, you may feel that I am frustrated.
Well everything is true; I am slightly frustrated and hence complaining.
Regular visitors might be interested in knowing masala of
this journey. Frankly speaking, I won’t be able to tell you the chat masala at
this time because sometimes, something’s should be kept as Shhhhhhh.
Still let me start with side dishes. As my plan was
completely set to visit hometown, I had booked my tickets and everything
accordingly, but at the last moment my TL asked me to work for one more day,
that one day, I took off when I was going home. So I had to re schedule my trip
and at this time, my tickets were not confirmed. So I told my parents that I am
not sure, when I will reach, but for sure up to a date, I’ll reach. I tried for
tatkaal booking and got a ticket. Before going further, I want to tell you that
tatkaal booking was also a big mystery.
Will tell you about Tatkaal and rest story in next part.
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