A City, A Friend and Me - Part 1


Well..

This post is very very obvious.. Its has nothing fantacy in it, no Love, no romance, no rona-dhona.. No bollywood.. Nothing..

Now you will ask me.. why have I posted it?? Right?? I know.. Ok.. to answer your question..I will have to say "For No reason". You wont believe me right?? Well.. ya.. there is a reason.. My friend has come to my city.. yessssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She is in MY CITY!!! She got transfered here and she is IN MY CITY!!!!!!! God!!!! I m soooooooooooooo haaaaapppppppppppyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!! I m so happy.. ok.. relax nivi... ya. I am fine..

You know.. they say right.. If you want to Love a city.. start loving the people there??? Now.. I have a reason to love this city more(This means I was already in love with the city)

Everytime I would shop.. I would miss her so much.. we exactly knew each other's choices.. The shop keeper would be showing some dress.. one of us would immediately say. NO to it as we knew each other's choices.. I dont have to worry about my week-end plans now.. I have got my friend, who inspite of hating to watch an idiotic movie like 'pyar Impossible' would come with me just to give me company.. a friend to whom i dont have to say a word.. she would understand all by herself.. god!! I m happy..

Well.. Thanks to her company which gave her a transfer!!!

Finally... Paggu... Wel-come, Welcome to MY CITY.. soon which is going to be YOUR CITY.. and OUR CITY finally!!! Wow.. I cant believe You are here.. WelCome.!!!

Chalate Chalate....


I was in a bus going to meet my daughter. It was her graduation day. I had to be there.

I kept my luggage in the luggage holder, and sat in the window seat. I suddenly felt old. I was 50. I was old, at least old enough to feel tired after a long day in office.

I put my ear phones and my iPod started to sing…

       “chalate chalte...

       yu hi koi, milagaya tha.. yu hi koi.. mil gaya tha,

      sare raah chalte chalte.. sare raah chalte chalte.." 

I closed my eyes to enjoy the  cool breeze. Someone patted me

“Excuse me.. are you Niveditha??”

I removed my earphone and said, “Yes..”  I had a question mark on my face.

The lady who patted me was equally puzzled and said,

“Hi.. My seat is 31. Its beside that gentleman” she pointed to someone, but I couldn't see. She continued.

“I wanted an exchange of seat,  that gentleman says you will be interested for exchange.. you mind exchanging the seats please??” she asked politely.

I was confused. Who was this guy?? And why would I be interested in sitting beside him?? I got up from my seat and peeped to see who the person was.

For a moment I was still. As if its all a movie and someone had pressed the pause button. I could feel my heart beat. The lady there interrupted my reverie,

 “Niveditha?? Will you exchange??”

I said “ofcourse!!”

I took my luggage from the holder, went to the seat 31, put my luggage there and sat. my heart started beating.. I thought everyone there could hear my heart beat. He didn't look at me. He knew I was there. He had closed his eyes, the smile.. that same old smile was on his face as if he could read what was going on in my mind. 

“25 years, 4 months, and 5 days…” he said so softly with that smile. His eyes were still closed. he opened his eyes. They were same. They had not changed at all.. except that they were little tired now, more mature. They had seen more life. He looked at me

I didn't say a word.. kept starring at him. Just kept looking at his amazed eyes.

He cleared the hair strand that was falling on my face. He said

“You are beautiful.. still so beautiful”.. he continued

 “So.. how old are you now?? 50??”

“well.. you should be knowing.. one year elder to you..” I said and both of us started laughing.. and then he held my hands and said..

“Nivvuu.. I missed you..”

At that very moment I was 26 years younger than today. I was 24 again. It was a similar evening like today..26 years back…

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 I was working in a software company going home for some festival. I was single. I had not got a ladies seat. I was worried who will come and sit beside me. Nobody came to sit beside me. Suddenly a cute boy, with a half sleeves shirt and a jeans, really good looking guy came. He put his bag up, sat in his seat and started to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead. I turned to him and asked politely

“uuuuuu.. Hi.. look.. I have asked conductor if he can check for a seat exchange.. if there is any exchange available, we’ll have to exchange..” I waited for an answer.

He looked at me and said in a very serious tone..

“Ok.. I don’t mind.. you can go and sit anywhere..” he started laughing.

I gave that “what????” kind of look and said in a very dramatic tone

“Ha ha ha.. Very funny??” I put my ear phones into my ears. I was fuming inside.. how could he insult me like that??

He turned to me and said.. “you know.. I had almost missed the bus” he spoke as if he knew me from a long time.as if we were childhood friends.

I was really pissed off. I said “I really wished you did.. I wish u missed the bus” I said and I started opening my chips packet.

He said again “I have not had my dinner.. and I am hungry”

I looked at him.. he was kind of cute. Very cute. I asked him

“what are you doing in Bangalore?? Student??”

He picked up few chips from the packet without even asking me.. and said

“Do I look like a student to you??”

“well.. I don’t know..” I said

“No.. I m not a student.. I m a software engineer.. I work for this company.. I just joined 4 months back.. what about you??” he smiled. I noticed for the first time.. he got those cute dimples.. he was really cute.. but he was a year younger to me!!

I said, “well I m a software engineer too.. I work for this company from 1 and a half years..”

I looked into my eyes.. and smiled  and said.. “oh.. elder to me huh?? Hmmm.. so where did you do your engineering??”

I said, “From Belgaum.. you??”

“From Bangalore.. my hostel life was fantastic…” he said.

“Hostel life huh??” I teased him.. “what was so fantastic about it??” I winked my eye.

“Well.. I got lots of knowledge there…” he winked back.

“Knowledge??” I stressed “hmm.. lots of general knowledge huh??”

We both laughed.. I suddenly started liking him. I felt as if we were some long lost friends and have met now and updating ourselves.We started speaking a lot.. we started chatting about I don’t remember what all.. I asked him about his girlfriends.. he said  he had none.

I acted as if I was surprised and said.. “don’t you lie to me.. you are so charming.. any girl will fall for you”

He said.. “ Well.. I thought, I ll start with the elder women.. Thanks for the compliments though..” and winked at me.

I smiled. He was flirting with me. I also flirted. For some reason I said..

“I am elder to you.. you are not supposed to be doing this..”

He said.. “It doesn’t really matter to me if you are elder to me..”

We chatted. I laughed. Laughed like never before. I flirted without any fear. He flirted too..

I tried to sleep. Try to close my eyes. He would stare at me. I could sense it. He was constantly looking at me. He spoke so much with his eyes. I turned my face and tried to ignore him and failed every time… he didn’t miss a single vision of mine. I turned his face to other side.. he didn’t let it turn..

I did it 2 times.. when I did it again, he held my hand and let it caress his cheek.. My heart started beating fast. I took my hand back. He kept looking into my eyes. He touched my cheek He held my hand tightly.. I don’t know why.. I didn’t refuse.. I didn’t back out. I didn’t say a word… I held his hands too…. I touched his lips, his cheek… he had closed his eyes..

I suddenly realized what I was doing.. I backed off.. but he held my hands.. held it tightly.. I looked into his eyes.. they asked nothing more at that moment. I felt as if he wanted to hold my hands forever.. he spoke very softly into my ears.. his breath made my heart beat fast again.. he said.. “ you know what.. Your eyes are very beautiful.. they make me loose myself.. they make me go crazy...”

I didn’t know what to say..  I said “ I am elder to you..”

He was still holding my palm.. my fingers curled up into his.. it was a very warm feeling. It made me feel I was loosing on something all these days.. how much I wanted someone to hold me like that… but I was sure.. the ‘someone’ was not surely this guy.. he was younger to me!!! He was still looking into my eyes.. he was cute. Irresistibly cute.

He turned to me and broke that silence, “I don’t have a problem…”

I just smiled and said.. “stop flirting..” we laughed.  

That night we didn’t sleep for even 10 minutes. We chatted, chatted and chatted.. he was holding my hands all the time. I was leaning on his shoulder..

After that journey I hardly met him. Of course we were in contact for sometime.. but.. later I got married, had children.. and got divorced!!!

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He interrupted , “ You are beautiful.. till today.. your husband must be a very lucky man..”

I just smiled and said.. “ I am divorced!!”

He smiled and said.. “ Good for me.. I am still available.. for an extra marital affair” he winked at me.I just patted his shoulder and started the journey once again!! 

ನೀನಿಲ್ಲದ ಊರಲ್ಲಿ.. 3


Hi..
ನಿನ್ನ ಏನಂತಾ ಕರೀಲಿ?? ನೀನು ಮಾತ್ರ ನನ್ನ 'Dreamboy' ಅಂತಾ ಎಷ್ಟು ಚಂದವಾಗಿ ಕರೀತೀಯಾ.. ನೀನು ತುಂಬಾ ನೆನಪಾಗ್ತೀಯಾ ಕಣೆ!!! ನನಗೆ ಗೊತ್ತು.. ನಿನಗೆ ಆಶ್ಚರ್ಯ ಆಗ್ತಾ ಇದೆ ಅಲ್ವ?? ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ miss ಮಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದೀನಿ ಅಂತಾ.. ನಿಜ ಕಣೇ.. ನೀನು ತುಂಬಾ ನೆನಪಾಗ್ತೀಯಾ.. ನೀನು ನನ್ನ ’dreamboy’ ಅಂತಾ ಕರೆಯುವಾಗೆಲ್ಲ ನಿನ್ನ ಕಣ್ಣು ಅದೆಷ್ಟು ಹೊಳೀತಿತ್ತು ಗೊತ್ತಾ.. u know what I liked the most in u?? your eyes.. they were soo.. ಹೇಗೆ ಹೇಳಲಿ.. they were so brown.. so dreamy.. and u know.. ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ನೋಡಿದಾಗಲೆಲ್ಲ , it gave me a confidence.. ನೀನು ಜೊತೆಗಿದ್ರೆ ನಾನು ಏನನ್ನು ಬೇಕಿದ್ರೂ ಮಾಡ್ತೀನಿ ಅಂತಾ ಅನ್ನಿಸ್ತಿತ್ತು..

ನೆನಪಿದೆ ಕಣೆ ನನಗೆ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಜೊತೆ ನಡೆದ ಪ್ರತೀ walk ನೆನಪಿದೆ.. ಅದೂ ಆ ಮಳೆ ನಂತರದ walk ಯಾವತ್ತು ಮರೀಲಿಕ್ಕಾಗಲ್ಲ. you looked so beautiful with that wet hair and you know.. with that spreading smile with dimples on both the sides.. i felt like touching those dimples and feel ur soft skin!!!.. ಅದೆಷ್ಟು ಆಸಕ್ತಿಯಿಂದಾ ಕೇಳತಿದ್ದೆ ನೀನು ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರತೀ ಮಾತನ್ನೂ!! ಹೇಗೆ ಮರೀಲಿ?? ನನ್ನ jacketನ ನೀನು ನನಗೆ ವಾಪಸ್ ಕೊಟ್ಟಾಗ ಅದಕ್ಕೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಪರಿಮಳ.. ಇಲ್ಲಿ ಮಳೆ ಆದಾಗಲೆಲ್ಲ ಒಬ್ಬನೆ ನೆಡೀತೀನಿ.. ಜೊತೆಗೆ ನೀನಿರತೀಯಾ.. ಅದೇನೋ ಒಂದ್ ಥರದ ನಿಟ್ಟುಸಿರು ಬಿಡತೀನಿ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಕಳೆದು ಕೊಂಡಿರೋ ದುಃಖಕ್ಕಿಂತಾ ನಿನ್ನ ಜೊತೆ, ನಾನು ’ನಾನಾಗಿದ್ದಕ್ಕೆ’ ಸಂತೃಪ್ತಿಯ ನಿಟ್ಟುಸಿರು.. ನಿನ್ನ ’ಜೊತೆ’ ನನಗೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ದಕ್ಕೆ ಕೃತಜ್ನತೆಯ ನಿಟ್ಟಿಸಿರು.. ನಿನಗೆ ಗೊತ್ತಾ , ನೀನು ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ ಬೆಜಾರಲ್ಲಿದ್ದಾಗ ನನ್ನ ಎದೆಗೆ ಒರಗಿಕೋತಿದ್ದೆಯಲಾ, ಆವಾಗಾ, ಮತ್ತೆ ನೀನು ಸುಮ್ಮನೇ ಮಾತಾಡೋವಾಗೆಲ್ಲಾ.. ಕೆಲವೋಮ್ಮೆ ನೀನು ನನ್ನ ನೋಡಿ smile ಕೊಟ್ಟಾಗ.. ಹೀಗೇ.. ತುಂಬಾ ಸಲ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಆ ಗುಳಿ ಬೀಳೋ ಕೆನ್ನೆ ಸವರಿ ಒಂದು light kiss ಕೊಡಬೇಕು ಅಂತಾ ತುಂಬಾ ಅನ್ನಿಸ್ತಿತ್ತು.. but then.. never dared to do so.. ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲಾ ಯಾಕೆ ಅಂತಾ.. ಈ ಥರ ಒಬ್ಬನೇ walk ಹೋಗೋವಾಗ ಕೇಳಕೋತೀನಿ.. ಮತ್ತೆ ನಿಟ್ಟುಸಿರು ಬರತ್ತೆ ಬಿಟ್ರೆ.. ಉತ್ತರ ಮಾತ್ರ ಸಿಗಲ್ಲಾ..

BTW , I got a confession to make.. ನಾನು ಮೊದ ಮೊದಲು ನಿನ್ನ poems, sorry 'ಕವಿತೆ-ಕವನ’ ಗಳನ್ನ... ನಿನಗೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಕವಿತೆ ,'Poems' ಅಂತಾ ಕರೆದರೆ ಇಷ್ಟ ಆಗತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ.. you wud say.. "ನಾನು ನನ್ನ 'Poems'ಗಳನ್ನ ’ಕವನ-ಕವಿತೆ’ ಅಂತಾ ಹೇಳಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ಇಷ್ಟ ಪಡತೀನಿ.. you know the word Poem doesnt have that effect the word 'ಕವನ-ಕವಿತೆ’ has".. ok where was I?? ನಿನ್ನ ಕವಿತೆಗಳನ್ನ ಕೇಳತಿದ್ದು.. ನಿನ್ನ impress ಮಾಡೋಕೆ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಧ್ವನಿ ಎಷ್ಟು ಚನ್ನಾಗಿತ್ತು.. more over I just liked to listen to u.. just listen and see you explaining me the meaning.. was it difficult for u to make me understand the kannada?? ನಾನೋ ಕನ್ನಡ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ಬರದೇ ಇದ್ದವನು.. ನನಗೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಕವಿತೆಗಳನ್ನ ಅರ್ಥ ಮಾಡಿಸೋದು ಕಷ್ಟ ಆಗತಿತ್ತಾ?? ಇಲ್ಲ ಅಲ್ವಾ?? ಆಮೇಲಾಮೇಲೆ ನನಗೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಕವಿತೆಗಳೆಲ್ಲ ತುಂಬಾ ಇಷ್ಟ ಆದ್ವು.. ನಿನ್ನ ಥರ ಕನ್ನಡ ಮಾತಾಡಬೇಕು ಅಂತಾ ಆಸೆ ಆಯ್ತು.. ನನ್ನ ಕನ್ನಡ ಈಗೇನಾದ್ರು ಸರಿಇದ್ರೆ ನೀನೇ ನನ್ನ inspiration.. ನಿನ್ನ impress ಮಾಡೋಕೇ ಅಂತಾ ನಾನು ನಮ್ಮ college ನಲ್ಲಿ ಆದ ಕನ್ನಡ ರಾಜ್ಯೋತ್ಸವ ದಲ್ಲಿ ನಾನೇ anchoring ಮಾಡೊಕೆ ಒಪ್ಪಿಕೊಂಡೆ.. ನೀನು ಆ ದಿನ programಗೆ lateಆಗಿ ಬಂದಾಗ.. ನೀನು ಬರೋದೇ ಇಲ್ಲವೇನೋ ಅನ್ನಿಸಿಬಿಟ್ಟಿತ್ತು.. ನೀನು ಬಂದಾಗ ಕೂತಲ್ಲಿಂದಾನೇ ಒಂದು smile ಕೊಟ್ಟಾಗ ಎಷ್ಟು confidence ಬಂತು ಗೊತ್ತಾ.. I was too happy to express.. I felt as if I had the best thing.. as if I had the girl everyone wanted to have.. U were there for me all time.. ನಿನ್ನ ಜೊತೆ ಇರೋದು ಅಗತ್ಯ ಅನ್ನಿಸಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ಶುರು ಆಯ್ತು.. u became an addiction to me..
ಆದ್ರೆ.. I was not ready for any commitments.. well.. I was afraid!! I was afraid i wouldnt feel this way for a life time.. I knew You loved me and would continue to make me feel special and happy all my life.. but.. I was not sure of myself.. i didnt know If I was really ur dreamboy.. You were too good to be true.. ನಿಜ.. you were too good to be true.. ಮೊದಮೊದಲು ನೀನು ನನ್ನ commitment ಗೆ ಕೇಳದೆ.. ಆಮೇಲೆ ನಿನಗೂ ಗೊತ್ತಾಯ್ತು.. ನಾನು ಎಷ್ಟು ಹಿಂಜರೀತಾ ಇದ್ದೀನಿ ಅಂತಾ.. the moment u understood my fears.. u decided to give me some time.. ಅಲ್ವಾ?? ನೀನು ನಿನ್ನ disappointment ನ ಒಂದು ಸಲ ಕೂಡ ನನ್ನ ಎದುರಿಗೆ ತೋರಿಸಿ ಕೊಳ್ಳಲಿಲ್ಲ.. y were u so good to me?? y?? I was not worth it.. u were always my strength.. never let me feel low.. never let me fall.. you gave me a confidence.. you taught me to say a 'NO'.. and ನೋಡು.. ನಾನು ಎನ್ ಮಾಡಿದೆ ಅಂತಾ.. I said a 'NO' to you.. ನಿನಗೆ ’No' ಅಂದು ಬಿಟ್ಟೆ!! probably.. I realised i was nothing without you.. I was 'ME' only when you were ther.. I wanted to be me by my own.. ನೀನು ನನ್ನ ಮೇಲಿಟ್ಟಿರೋ ಆ ಭರವಸೆ, you know that 'Trust', 'faith' ಭಾರ ಅನ್ನಿಸಲಿಕ್ಕೆ ಶುರು ಆಯ್ತು.. ಆದ್ರೂ ನೀನಿಲ್ಲದೆ ನಾನು ನನ್ನ pblms ಗಳನ್ನ solve ಮಾಡಲಿಕ್ಕೇ ಆಗ್ತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲಾ.. ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ಮೇಲೆ dependent ಆಗಿ ಬಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೆ ಕಣೇ.. ಇದರಲ್ಲಿ ನಿನ್ನ ತಪ್ಪು ಏನೂ ಇಲ್ಲಾ.. ಆದರೂ ನೀನೇ ತುಂಬಾ loss ಅನುಭವಿಸಿದ್ದು ಅಲ್ವಾ?? ನಿನ್ನ ಜೊತೆ break up ಮಾಡಿಕೊಂಡಾಗ ನನಗೇನನ್ನಿಸಿತ್ತು ಗೊತ್ತಾ?? I felt you will be hurt more than me.. ನಿನಗೆ ನನಗಿಂತಾ ಹೆಚ್ಚಗೆ ನೋವಾಗುತ್ತೆ ಅಂತಾ.. ಆದ್ರೆ ಈಗನ್ನಿಸುತ್ತೆ.. I am the one who has lost.. lost myself.. will you ever be able to forgive me for my mistake?? no.. I dont want to get back to you.. or make it up to you.. just get forgiveness from you for hurting you more than i gave happiness.. ನಿನಗೆ ನಾನು ಖುಷಿಗಿಂತಾ ನೋವು ಕೊಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೆ ಜಾಸ್ತಿ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಭಾವನೆಗಳನ್ನಾ value ಮಾಡಲಿಲ್ಲ.. ತುಂಬಾ ಸ್ವಾರ್ಥಿ ಆಗಿಬಿಟ್ಟೆ... ನನ್ನ ಕ್ಷಮಿಸ್ತೀಯಾ?? Will you ever forgive me??


-Your Dreamboy(If I am still a dream for you)


ಅಜ್ಜನ ಮನೆ ಕತೆ...

ದೃಶ್ಯ:
ನನ್ನ ಅಜ್ಜನಮನೆಯ ಗಂಗಾಸಮಾರಧನೆ. ಮೂರನೆ ಪಂಗ್ತಿ ಊಟ ಆಗಿ ಬಳಗ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದ( ನೆಲ ಒರೆಸುವ ಒಂದು ವಿಧಾನ). ಕಿಡಕಿ ಕಟ್ಟೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಮನೆಗೆ ಬಂದ ನೆಂಟರು ಸುಮಾರು ಜನ ಕುಂತ್ಗಂಡು ಸುದ್ದಿ ಹೊಡೀತಾ ಇದ್ದ. ನಾನೂ ಬಡಿಸಿದ್ದ ಕೈಯೆಲ್ಲ ತೊಕ್ಕಂಡು ಬತ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದಿದ್ದಿ.

ಸಂಭಾಷಣೆ:
ಗೀತತ್ತೆ (ನನ್ನ ಅತ್ತೆ): "ಅಲ್ದೆ ನಿವೇದಿತಾ.. ಅವರ ಮನೆ ಶ್ವೇತಕ್ಕನ ಮದುವೆಯಲ್ಲಿ, ಗಂಡಿನ ಬದಿಯವ್ವು, ಶ್ವೇತಂಗೆ ಇಷ್ಟ ಹೇಳಿ ತಂದೂರಿ ರೊಟ್ಟಿ ಮಾಡಿದಿದ್ವಡಾ.. ನಿನ್ನ ಮದುವೆಗೆ ಯಂತಾ ಮಾಡಕಾತೆ??"
( ನಾನು ’ಮತ್ತೆ- ನನ್ನ- ಮದುವೆ- ವಿಷಯ-ಹಮ್ಮ್..’ ಅಂತಾ expression ಕೊಟ್ಟಿಕ್ಕೆ ಇನ್ನೆಂತೊ ಹೇಳ ಹೇಳೀ ಇದ್ದಿದ್ದಿ)
ಸವಿತಕ್ಕಾ( ನನ್ನ ಚಿಕ್ಕಮ್ಮ- ನಾನು ಕರ್ಯದು ಅಕ್ಕಾ ಹೇಳಿ) :" ಅಯ್ಯಾ.. ಯಮ್ಮನೆ ನಿವೇದಿತನ ಮದ್ವೆಗೇsss ತ್ರಾಸೇ ಇಲ್ಲೆ.. ಅದ್ಕ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಹೇಳಿ ಒಂದು ತೊವೆ, ದಡ್ಲಿ ಕಾಯ್ ಉಪ್ಪಿನಕಾಯಿ, ಖಾರ ಮೆಣಸಿನ್ ಕರೆ ಸಂಡ್ಗೆ ಮಾಡಿದ್ರಾಗೋತು.. ಅಲ್ದನೆ ನಿವೇದಿತಾ???!!!"
ನಾನು: "ಸವಿತಕ್ಕಾ.. ಹೌದು.. ಅದ್ರೆ ಗಂಡಿನ ಬದಿಯೌಕೆ ತ್ರಾಸಿಲ್ಲೆ. ನಿಂಗಕಿಗೆ ತ್ರಾಸೆಯಲೆ?? ಹಿ ಹಿ ಹಿ.. ಶ್ವೇತಕ್ಕನ ಅಪ್ಪನ ಮನೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಚೊಲೊ ಊಟಾನೇ ಮಾಡಿದಿದ್ವಲೆ??"

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ದೃಶ್ಯ:
ಗಂಗಾ ಸಮಾರಧನೆಯ ಮುನ್ನೆಣೆ (ಹಿಂದಿನ) ದಿನದ ರಾತ್ರಿ. ಊಟ ಮುಗಿಸಿಕ್ಯಂಡು ಮನಕ್ಯಮಲೆ ಹೇಳಿ ಎಲ್ಲವೂ ಮೆತ್ತಿಗೆ ಹತ್ತಿ ಹಾಶಿಗೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಕುಂತ್ಗಂಡು ಸುದ್ದಿ ಹೊಡಿತಾ ಇದ್ದ( ನಾನು, ಅಮ್ಮ, ನನ್ನ ಇಬ್ರೂ ಮಾವ, ಅತ್ತೆ, ತಮ್ಮಂದಿಕ್ಕ, ನನ್ನ ಕಾಕ, ಸವಿತಕ್ಕಾ, ಅಜ್ಜ, ಆಯಿ, ಮತ್ತೆ ಅಮ್ಮನ ಅತ್ತೆ- ನನ್ನ ಅಜ್ಜಿ.)

ಸಂಭಾಷಣೆ:
ಜೊತತ್ತೆ( ನನ್ನ ಸಣ್ಣತ್ತೆ):
" ಅಲ್ದೇ.. ಶೈಲತ್ಗೆ.. ಔರಂಗಾಬಾದನಲ್ಲಿ ಚರ್ಮದ bagಎಲ್ಲ ರಾಶಿ ಚೊಲೋ ಸಿಗ್ತು ಹೇಲಿದಿದ್ಯಲೆ.. ಸುಳ್ಳ ಸುಳ್ಲ ಹೇಳಿದ್ಯಲೇ.. ಅಲ್ಲೀಗೇಯಾ ಬ್ಯಾರೆ ಬದಿಯಿಂದಾವ ತ್ರಸ್ವಡಾ.."
ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮ: ಇಶ್ ಶಿಶ್ರೋss.. ಯಾನು ಸುಳ್ಳೇ ನಿನ್ನ ಮಳ್ ಮಾಡವು ಹೇಳಿ ಹೇಳಿದ್ರೆ. ನೀನು ಖರೆ ಹೇಳಿ ನಂಬ್ಕ್ಯ ಬುಟ್ಯಲೇ ಮಳ್ಳುsss...( ಜೋರಾಗಿ ನಗು)
ಸವಿತಕ್ಕಾ:"ಜ್ಯೋತಿ.. ಸುಳ್ಳೇಯಾ ಹsssss!! ಇದ್ಕೂ ಸಮಾ ಯಂತೂ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲೆ.. ನಿಂಗೆ ಈಗ ಸುಳ್ಳೇಯಾ ಹೇಳಿ ಹೇಳ್ತು.."
(ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮ ಬಿದ್ದು ಬಿದ್ದು ನಗ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದು)
ಜೋತತ್ತೆ: " ಹೌದೇ ಸವಿತತ್ಗೆ.. ಯಾನೂವಾ ಹೌದು ಹೇಳಿ ನಂಬಿಕ್ಯಂಡು.. ಆ ಅಂಗಡಿಯವನ ಹತ್ರ ಹೋಗಿ.. ’ಇಲ್ಲಿ ಚರ್ಮದ ಸಾಮಾನು ಚೊಲೋ ಸಿಗ್ತದ್ಯ??’ ಹೇಳಿ ಕೇಳದ್ರೆ ಅಂವಾ ’ಇಲ್ಲ ಮೇಡಂ.. ಇಲ್ಲಿಗೇ ಬೇರೆ ಕಡೆಯಿಂದಾ ತರಿಸ್ತೇವೆ’ ಹೇಳಿ ನ್ಯಗಾಡ್ತಾ.."
(ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮ ಬಿದ್ದು ಬಿದ್ದು ನಗ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದು)
ಅಜ್ಜಿ(ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮನ ಅತ್ತೆ) : "ಅಲ್ದೆ ಜೋತಿ.. ಅಲ್ಲೂವಾ ಕನ್ನಡಾನೇ ಮಾತಾಡ್ತ್ವನೇ??"
(ಎಲ್ಲರೂ ಬಿದ್ದು ಬಿದ್ದು ನ್ಯಗಡ್ದ)

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ದೃಶ್ಯ:
ಮೇಲಿನದೇ ದೃಶ್ಯ.
ಸಂಭಾಷಣೆ:
ಆಯಿ : "ನಿವೇದಿತಾ.. ಶಣಾ.. ಅಲ್ಲೇ ಆಫೀಸ್ ನಲ್ಲೇ ಯಾರನ್ನಾದ್ರೂ ನೋಡಕ್ಯಂಜ್ಯನೇ??"
ನಾನು: "ಆಯಿ.. ಯನ್ನ officeನಲ್ಲಿ ಇರವೆಲ್ಲಾ ತಮಿಳ್ರು, ತೆಲಗ್ರೇಯಾ.. ಯಾರನ್ನೂ ನೋಡಿಕ್ಯಂಜ್ನಿಲ್ಲೆ"
ಆಯಿ:"ಅಲಾ.. ಹಂಗೇನಾದ್ರೂ ನೋಡಿಕ್ಯಳದಿದ್ರೆ ನೋಡ್ಕ್ಯ.. ಯಂಗಕಿಗೇನು ಬ್ಯಾಜಾರಿಲ್ಲೆ"
ನಾನು: "ಆಯಿ.. ಅಡ್ಡಿಲ್ಲೆ".
ಅಜ್ಜಿ(ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮನ ಅತ್ತೆ): "ನಿವೇದಿತಾ.. ಹಂಗೇಯಾ.. ಗೋತ್ರಾನೂ ನೋಡಿಕ್ಯಂಡು ನಿನಗೆ ಬೇಕಾದವ್ರನ್ನಾ ಹುಡ್ಕ್ಯಬುಡು.. ಗೊತ್ತಾತ??"
ನಾನು:" :) .. ಅಡ್ಡಿಲ್ಲಿ ಗೋತ್ರಾ ಕೇಳಕ್ಯಂಡೇಯಾ.. Love ಮಾಡ್ತಿ.. ಯಾರದ್ರು ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ರೆ.."

I have my fingers crossed!!!


ಹಿಂದಿನ ವರ್ಷ ಅಂದ್ರೆ Dec 31st 2008, ನಾನು ನನ್ನ friend ಹತ್ರ ಕೇಳಿದ್ದೆ..
"Hey.. wats your resolution for the new year??" ಅಂತಾ..
ಅವನು ಎಷ್ಟು ಚಂದವಾಗಿ,
"Its 1024 x 768" ಅಂದಿದ್ದ.. ;-)
Well.. coming to the point..ಅದೆಷ್ಟು ಬೇಗ ಒಂದು ವರ್ಷ ಆಗಿಹೋಯ್ತು!!! ಭುವನೇಷ್ವರದಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನ collegeನವರೆಲ್ಲ ಸೇರಿ ನಾವು new year celebrate ಮಾಡಿದ್ವಿ.. antakshari, rapid fire, dumb sherads ರಾತ್ರಿ ಯಿಂದ ಬೆಳಗಿನವರೆಗೂ ಆಟ, ನಗು, ಹರಟೆ!!! and then the days followed..they were some expected and then some unexcepted and some anticipated!!
Well.. I have kept my fingers crossed for 2010, as it has lots to decide for me!!!
Happy new Year!!!

What was I thinking?


Dear DreamBox,
Well.. Guess wat??? Today it’s a year I joined this company.. last year on 28th of November I had my 1st day at office.. my first day into corporate world.. my 1st step towards being independent, my new beginning.. a new day… and you know where I was at this time last year rite??? Yes!! I was in
Bhubaneswar.. one of my favourite places.. My first day.. so far from parents, far from people who know the language I know, far from all the food I have been eating my life,.. far from my college friends.. Little afraid, little scared.. so much excited.. so many hopes, dreams , expectations..

Look at me now.. I feel so different. I feel so new.. I feel as if I completed reading the suspense chapter of some suspense novel.. I feel strange.. as if all curosity in my life is over.. I don’t even know if it’s a good sign or not..

No. . I have not lost all the curosity towards my future. I still have.. but its like I some how know where the story is going to take turns,ups and downs.. Its just that I don’t know how its going to happen.. I know the destination.. I know the path.. I just don’t know how my journey would be… you getting me right??

In office today we all congratulated each other.. some even made fun by telling that lets mourn for 2 mins in the memories of our lost souls.. he he he..we planned to have a small party kind of stuff sometime tomorrow(small one b’coz its month end.. and our bank balance is low.. L). I too laughed with them, had fun.. but now that I am writing this.. I feeling nostalgic.. nostalgic of the old days..

I remember my days in bhubhaneswar, the happy times, the tough times.. the lonely times.. everything seems to be so fresh for a second.. but when I concentrate on them.. I feel them fading away.. as if suddenly its fog every where and I m not able to see things as clearly as I saw them just a second before.. I have to ask my friends for the names of the places we visited.. the names of the people we lived with.. the names of the dishes, the restaurants, the streets.. is it a good sign?? I don’t know..
I see my self as if I am watching a movie of my own life.. Its fine to cry seeing myself cry rite?? Does that mean I still have the pain in me?? Doesn’t matter.. who cares.. rite??
So… wish me luck for my future.. I m trying to sound excited… Its my one year completion yaar… he he he(exciting enough????).. chalo then.. bye.. take care.. ya.. miss you.. byeee…..

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