Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Mumbai Meri Jaan




Story Taken from an email Forwarded to me:
Last Sunday, my wife, kid and I had to travel to Andheri from Bandra. When I waved at a passing auto rickshaw, little did I expect that this ride would be any different.


As we set off, my eyes fell on a few magazines (kept in an aircraft style pouch) behind the driver’s back rest. I looked in front and there was a small TV. The driver had put on the Doordarshan channel. My wife and I looked at each other with disbelief and amusement. In front of me was a small first-aid box with cotton, dettol and some medicines. This was enough for me to realise that I was in a special vehicle. Then I looked around again, and discovered more -there was a radio, fire extinguisher, wall clock, calendar, and pictures and symbols of all faiths – from Islam and Christianity to Buddhism, Hinduism and Sikhism. There were also pictures of the heroes of 26/11- Kamte, Salaskar, Karkare and Unnikrishnan. I realised that not only my vehicle, but also my driver was special.


I started chatting with him and the initial sense of ridicule and disbelief gradually diminished. I gathered that he had been driving an auto rickshaw for the past 8-9 years; he had lost his job when his employer’s plastic company was shut down. He had two school-going children, and he drove from 8 in the morning till 10 at night. No break unless he was unwell. “Sahab, ghar mein baith ke TV dekh kar kya faida? Do paisa income karega toh future mein kaam aayega.” (Sir, what’s the use of simply sitting at home and watching TV? If I earn some income, then it will be useful in the future.)


We realised that we had come across a man who represents Mumbai – the spirit of work, the spirit of travel and the spirit of excelling in life. I asked him whether he does anything else as I figured that he did not have too much spare time. He said that he goes to an old age home for women in Andheri once a week or whenever he has some extra income, where he donates tooth brushes, toothpastes, soap, hair oil, and other items of daily use. He pointed out to a painted message below the meter that read: “25 per cent discount on metered fare for the handicapped. Free rides for blind passengers up to Rs50″. He also said that his auto was mentioned on Radio Mirchi twice by the station RJs. The Marathi press in Mumbai know about him and have written a few pieces on him and his vehicle.


My wife and I were struck with awe. The man was a HERO! A hero who deserves all our respect. I know that my son, once he grows up, will realise that we have met a genuine hero. He has put questions to me such as why should we help other people? I will try to keep this incident alive in his memory.


Our journey came to an end; 45 minutes of a lesson in humility, selflessness and of a hero-worshipping Mumbai – my temporary home. We disembarked, and all I could do was to pay him a tip that would hardly cover a free ride for a blind man.


Some Pictures:



He has got a first aid box on the left and a newspaper box on right (which had all hindi-english- marathi-gujrati and economic times)




He has got a tv on the top with cable (I was watching colors channel) and below tat is the tissue box. on the left is the mandir types and dont miss the "Only gandhigiri" written there , below tat is the calender and a notepad and pen along with a blue fan (which is blowing towards the customer who sits)

25% discount for handicapped !! who on this earth can expect somethin like this from an rickshawala yaar!!

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Novel Writing

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A very shy, tall looking chap walks to an elderly old gentleman. Young kid ecstatically passes a piece of paper. There is a lot of joy and victory on bright young face of Nikhil. There is even a style of statement while giving the piece of paper.

This is not an ordinary piece of paper; it is a blend of hard-work, dedication & million of lines of mugging. It is our sixth semester result. Nikhil has topped the exam and even got First Class. It requires more than dedication and “Vidyalankar Classes” Crash Courses to achieve over all First Class Result in Computer Engineering Sixth Semester.

Nikhil accomplish that feat with flying colors and felt very euphoric while presenting that piece of paper to Mr.Raikar.

Mr.Raikar knew how important this piece of paper is to him and Nikhil but Mr.Raikar is also smart. He knew what is coming and cooking in Nikhil’s head. Mr.Raikar kept looking at the mark-sheet and appears to behave such that he is reading a normal newspaper.

After a while, Nikhil reminds his father, “I got First Class”.

Mr. Raikar kept one hand on Mark-Sheet while other one over his head. This was sort of Amitabh Bachhan look which strike a chord at Nikhil that one way or another; His father is going to crack a joke on him. Actually, this is where it gets tricky. Like all fathers, they have a way of reminding their sons that “Hum tumhare baap hai!”

Nikhil was expecting a reply from his father which never came. So, like “Beggars are not choosers”, Nikhil responds to his achievement by asking “I was wondering, if I can get a Bike”. That’s it, Nikhil said it. Not here or there, straight what he wanted to tell. It’s like “I got first class and now I deserve a bike”, perhaps rightly so.

Mr.Raikar stands up now. It’s almost imperative that, when a person stands up from sitting down position, he is going to speak truth and that too with higher volume. However, Mr.Raikar has class of his own. He asks, very quietly to Nikhil, “tujha nav kay?” (What is your name?)

Nikhil’s brain cells are moving like million miles per hour now. What exactly old man has in his mind? Why he is asking my name while he only kept it some 20 years ago. But after couple of second of silence, Nikhil says “Nikhil”.

Mr.Raikar responds this time with more authority “pura nav” (Full name, my son)

Nikhil says “Nikhil Raikar”.

Mr.Raikar replies with punch line”Ho, Tujha Nav, Nikhil Raikar aahe. Nikhil Tata va Nikhil Birla nahi”. (Your name is Nikhil Raikar, and not Nikhil Tata or Nikhil Birla).

Nikhil is hushed. Nikhil does not know how to react. Shall he laugh on a punch line of the day which has knocked him and his wish down completely? Or Shall He try another way to put his argument forward. He understood the seriousness in the humorous response of his father that they can not afford Bike and walk away from scene.

Monday, July 6, 2009

PYAASA

'A picture speaks a thousand words'



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Saturday, July 4, 2009

Five Point Someone


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Many days during summer of 2002 at 162 Riverside Street, We end up watching the sunlight and sleep at 5 morning.

Today, Happened to be one of those day. Although, there was a plan to meet up those old good friends of mine and perhaps end up talking, discussing, argueing, shouting at each other till morning, But There is something about life, It has its own way to screw you.

So, I ended up reading a novel, "Five Point Someone" What not to do at IIT. This novel takes every engineer to those four grumpy years of their life and friends hood.

Finally, @ 5.00, I decided to cook up my type of SPICY RED MASALA MAGGIE, and had it with Heineken Beer and Five Point Someone. Ryan, Alok, Hari and Neha as Aamir, Madhavan, Sharman and Kareena respectively. I am eager to see them in 3 Idiots.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

BHARA BHAIGAN


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Method:

Prepare Egg Plants with 4 Cuts and Masala Inside.

Masala: Heat up Besan Powder (50%). Mix Besan Powder (55%) with 30% Cumin/Coriander Powder, 3% Salt, 10% Red Chilli Powder, 2% Turmeric Powder.

Take Oil, Heat It, Put Mustard Seeds, Cumin Seeds.
Put Garlic (lot of them, 4 or 5 big pieces)
Put Onions.(couple of small ones)
Let it heat till Onions turn golden brown. (Lid Close)
Put Turmeric Powder. (1 tea spoon)
Put Tomatoes.
Let it heat for another 2 minutes (Lid Close)
When it becomes half liquid, Add 5 small Baigans (Egg Plant).
Egg Plant needs to be cut on 4 sides with MASALA inside.

Close the Lid and let it cook for 2 more minutes.

Add Vertically cut, Potatoes. Stir them and let it cook with Open Lid for about 2 minutes.

Add little water, so that Potatoes does not stick at the bottom.

Add, Salt, Red Chilli Powder and Cumin/Coriander Powder and stir it.

Put one and half glass of Water and put the Lid On.

Let it cook for about 15 minutes (till you can break the potato with hand).

Add Coriander and Fresh Lemon Juice for garnishing.

(You can add Sugar as well, 2 spoons, depending upon your taste).

I normally add, Garlic Chutney and Sugar and Lemon Juice on top to add the flavor and Paprica for red colour)