Emotional breakdown when family return home

Last Saturday my sis came to be with me with for a week, it was great fun. Always had an enthusiasm to go home as someone was waiting for me. On reaching home dinner used to prepared by both of us, things were too easy then, than normal days when I am alone at room. At times felt pity for her because throughout the day she was alone, luckily she entertained herself with the idiot box TV (avid movie watcher).

Didn't knew how the week passed by , same was her condition even. Some time outside hostel away from books, hostel food, rule, faculty etc. She made me remember my MBA days when I used to visit my cousins on every possible holiday to live life outside curriculum and food, which did drive me crazy.

She took control of my kitchen and prepared all those things which she wanted to have all spicy food items. It was pleasure seeing her having food to her content and likes. My kitchen and room use to be bit more tidy than usual as their was some one back home to take of things. Otherwise Saturday was the only day when I used to clean my room and out things in order.

Yesterday while dropping her back in hostel didn't feel much but when returned home, started missing her like anything. Now I was all alone in room to fight the world. Went to bed early than usual timing to evade being sentimental.

When people come to our life they make us happy but, when departure time fill in more sadness than happiness. But is part of life we have to accept it..

Trauma post terror attacks

Today its first anniversary of 26/11. Lot has been done by media to encash the feeling of people like publicizing articles, documentary, sms campaign to name a few. Special prier meeting is being conducted for those who laid their life in fight against terrorism. I feel we have somewhere forgotten those who were eyewitness or suffers of this incident.

While reading the latest issue of "The Week" came to know that still people are come to term post completion of an year of the incident. Still few are in hospitals undergoing surgery after surgery to get them back. Monetary help received by them was less in comparison to what they have born till and in future.

I remember the incident of Mr. Ransley Senthumayor (29), who is still in hospital with the sole hope of being able to stand on his feet one day. He received monetary compensation of Rs 1.5 lack but till now his total expenditure in hospital has been close to 6 lakh, that's not the end. If he want to stand on his feet then need to under go few more surgeries till date 7 has already been performed on him.

There would be few more like him , who may not even have the money to treat them or may use it to feed their family. These are the people who need to get attention and support from masses and media. But nobody thinks about them as they can't mint money others like others. Can anyone tell me has humanity been degraded to such an extend today that we only care for money and not for human feeling and sufferings.

Isn't it our duty and responsibility to something for those people who have been left alone to fight the trauma of terror?

After effects of rain on bikers

This year monsoon was poor in all parts of India. Bangalore was no better. Water problem has been a major cause of concern for most of us. Bore wells dried up and people had to depend on tankers for carrying out basic activities.

God was kind enough to bless people with rain showers but timing was wrong. It mostly rained by 6 pm when people leave office and traffic is on high peak. Due to rain bikers like me take shelter in any building only cars and buses can ply the road. Once rain stop bikes throng road like anything leading to big traffic blockade.

Then people start saying why did it rain?I always pray that it should rain post 7pm when am at home. Biggest problem is my clothes & shoes get spoiled up, which I hate to the core. Reaching home takes longer duration than usual ie an hour or more from 45 mins. If it rains of Friday then no problem as saturday is holiday. But on normal normal week days its unbearable.

Yesterday it started raining by 4.30pm and stopped by 5.30 I was happy thinking their won't traffic on road , but to my utter despair it was huge traffic on road courtesy a truck , which broke down in the middle of the road. Don't know why can't wait to reach home once clock strikes 6pm in office. If anyone finds me in office post 6pm they are shocked including my manager. If I am late sometime, he reminds me to go home. But when it starts raining he is very happy as I can't get out of office till the rain stops but he leaves on time in his car.

Whatever it is rain is good for the nation and the masses, hope it rains more and farmers get good crops.

Joy of buying gifts to loved ones

After a long wait my sister managed came to be with me for a week. Luckily she came on Saturday so we had ample to spend together. We both are staying in same city hardly 10 km from each other but even then can't meet every week because of our commitments. Even If I go to meet her can't stay for more than an hour hostel rule you see.

Due to some function in her college we were able to spent some time together, as she is not participating in any of the event because of her ill health. First we did after coming out of her hostel was to go for shopping. She is going home next month , wanted to sent some gift for dad. Once we were in shop I felt like buying some things for her even. When I asked her to select few things for her she said no, because already bill was high. Ignoring the rising bill I bought few things for her. When reached the billing counter didn't know what but I was feeling to happy. Usually experience it when I shop something for my family members.

When I shop things for my self hardly I get this feeling. Though my basic agenda is to save money but at such moment saving doesn't strike me. It strike me once I receive my credit card bill at the end of the month.

But now I can realize how our parents would have felt when they fulfilled our wishes and desires. Couple of time they have sacrificed their happiness to see smile on our faces. Even now when I go home dad gets all those things which I love to have and mom prepares most delicious food. When we go out they don't allow me to bear expenses saying you save your money but some how my conscious doesn't allow me to do so. Finally payments are done by me.

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Agony of comman man

It has been long since I posted blog time but from now on, have decided to post blog regularly. Life was messy these days forcing me to concentrate fully on myself. My mom did gift me a bike during my graduation days on my birthday. With passing year it had become old but I didn't feel like buying a new one because my attachment to it. But unfortunately I my bike got stolen 2 weeks ago from my house. Was too sad and didn't knew what to do?

First thing I had to do was to file an F.I.R regarding loss of bike. I went to police station with my elder brother to file the complain but to our utter despair, police personnel were not ready to pay deed to our words. They asked us to come in evening as it was too early to file complain, if they may recover the bike then it would be difficult for us to claim it. We went to police station in evening but again their casual approach forced us to leave the place. Seems like police force has forgotten that" F.I.R needs to filed with in 24 hours post occurrence of an incident" .

Next day again I went to police station, this time all alone as my brother was not free. The Inspector started questioning me not regarding my bike but about my profession, my income, family background. Was pretty shocked at his attitude but had to get my work done so has to bear him.When he came to know that I work for media house, a seriousness surrounded him. Inquired more about my company and job profile. The end result of this inquiry was come tomorrow. " A tomorrow which never comes".

I was fed of my frequent visit to police station, finally my brother told me, if they don't file complain today ie 4 days after the incident we will approach higher authority or press media. But before we could use our influence in society they handed us the copy of F.I.R. May they had foreseen their future.

While coming back from police station was wondering ,if I had to struggle so much to get a complain filed, what would be the plight of ordinary man? If educated people have of suffer so much, god only knows what will happen to illiterate people? My visits to police station had some where given a feeling in myself that I had committed some sin. I was their just to perform my duty as a law abiding citizen. But was shocked to see that law protectors has forgotten law. Who needs to be responsible for it?