Monday, 19 May 2014

Boy and his creation: Update

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Tuesday, 29 April 2014

A strange incident

I opened my eyes and stared into the void above while I thought whether to go on a morning walk or just keep lying. I looked at my watch. In the darkness of enclosed bedroom i could barely see what time it was but still the fluorescent green dial did make it easier. It was 5 o'clock. I observed my bedside, there was no one. That meant my cousin was up already.

Then I decided to go for that walk. I was at my uncle's place to spend my holidays with my brother. We always used to go for morning walk. It was the best way to start a day. I abruptly sat up and stayed in that position for a while.

I stood up and walked towards the bathroom. I saw outside my window. I could not see the sun but there was enough light. Like normal sunrise but it seemed a little different. I began to brush my teeth. My uncle then observed me and gave a weird expression.

      After a moment, he said, "Why are you brushing your teeth?".

      Now I was the one giving weird expression and said, "Why not?"

Silence.

Then his eyes widened and he nodded, saying, "Good! Very Good. I like that. Always, before doing something, don't ask yourself 'why?' but ask yourself 'why not?' because if you ask 'why?' then if you ask yourself why  'why?', you will have no answer so you will have no reason to use it; but if you ask 'why not?' and then you ask yourself why not? 'why not?' Then you will have no reason not to use it."

Then he left . Wow,I thought,What was THAT!?!

      Then I went to drawing room and saw that my brother was watching television. I knew he watched television a lot but it was way too early for him too.

      "Hey get ready fast, we have to go to grandma's place.",said my brother.

      "Now?",I said.

      Then he answered "Yes , I know. We will not be able to play."

 Then I thought What exactly is he talking about ? We do not play in the morning ,we go for a walk.We play cricket in the evening.Does he consider walking as playing something?Anyways when I asked "Now?" it was implied that it was too early.

      Then we exchanged weird looks and i finally said  "OK, i am going to take a bath"
Then something even weird happened.

My brother asked,"Why?"

      "Why?! Do you not bathe in summers.You know most people bathe twice in summers. Don't you bathe before going to some other place to visit?"

      Then he shook his head and said in a low voice "No. Are you alright?"
   
      Then my uncle came in .He said,"Get ready we are leaving in ten minutes."

      There was no time to bathe ,so i got dressed up anyway.

      When we got out of the house and I was about to enter the car I noticed that atmosphere was warmer than usual morning and i checked my watch it was 5:45. I still could not believe we were going to grandma's place at this hour.

      As we were travelling I noticed something.Something very very unusual. Ahead of us was a traffic jam. I turned to my uncle and asked,"Why is there such a long traffic jam?"

      "Because most people drive home from their offices in the evening."

      Evening!, then I recalled we were watching that boring documentary this noon and I fell asleep. I must have slept for five hours straight and my mind being so accustomed to following same routine made me think it was morning.
 
      There is a hindi saying, Jab jaago tabhi savera meaning "The morning is when you wake up"  or something like that but it came out to be literally correct for me.

Sunday, 27 April 2014

Random Thoughts #1 - Dream Of Disaster

So I had this weird dream today and I decided it could be a good post and I set out writing it.

I was traveling in this airplane, where everything was calm and quiet. Everyone was so happy and talking but I felt as if no one was talking to me. It was like everyone was talking to every other person in the world but not me. I thought that they were doing it on purpose and I said that I must not give in to circumstance. Not matter what happens, I will not start conversation.
The next moment this air hostess shows up and asks me what I would like to have. I was still feeling left out and I asked her what did she have at that point.

She said: "Oh we have Rat poison, potassium cyanide and morphine and anesthesia and ..."
My first reaction was she has all the freaking stuff besides the one that I want. I want phosphorus! It kind of fueled the feeling that no one was talking to me although she was going on chattering. At last I asked her to go because she did not have what I wanted. There was this man who was sitting beside me and he was working on his new MacBook some model. He seemed to be extremely creative and attractive but I did not wanted anyone to see that I was looking at him because he was not talking to me. At one time the guy  just passed out and his head rolled over on the other side where the window was and I looked towards it I saw immediately why he fainted. We were in space! At that point the pilot announced that he had made a mistake and that he had missed the altitude where he should have stopped going higher, and so he could not stop going higher.

I realized that a bunch of other guys also passed out and it came to me that why did not I faint? My brain immediately answered me and said that in my childhood, I had six months of astronaut training before NASA rejected me so technically I know enough to survive in space. I decided that our pilot needed help and I undid my seat belt and walked the aisle to the cockpit and I asked the pilot if he needed help.

The pilot answered affirmatively. He said that the cockpit was making noises as it was a pit in the chicken (cock) and we were scared to death. He said that if I gave some dehydrated food to the chicken, it would get in his stomach and swell and that would knock him out. So I grabbed this packet of dehydrated chicken food and opened that cockpit door and flung it out or in as I say it then and closed the door immediately. The pilot said that we were now safe to land and as soon as we landed the security general of the UN came and congratulated me on saving around fifty lives. They gave me a compensation of $50,000 and I lived happily ever after.

The Story Of You and Me #1 : Pilot

"Bhai , would you like to come over for a movie ?" asked Sanjay .
"WHAAAT?! I cant really hear you! speak loudly!" was the reply.

And so Sanjay repeated his question in a louder sharper voice. This time the question seemed to register in Abhinav's mind. He thought a bit , for two seconds and then inquired of Sanjay as to which movie was he planning to watch. He again couldn't hear much , but he agreed to come over just because he was very , very bored in his house. He put down the receiver of his phone , muttering a word or two cursing the poor quality of his telephone service. Now he stood in his room . A very ordinary room , really. With white mundane walls , with a bit of fancy ceiling made of POP. He had a study table and a computer table. There was also a poster of considerable size of a deity , which you often find in various homes , in India. One side of his room had windows and it was covered with curtains. There were two doors , one which led outside to the balcony and the other one , obviously to the lobby. Had it been a normal day , our friend would have gone out in the balcony , and relish the freshness of air , but sadly for him , the heat outside might have caused him to relish a heat-stroke instead. He opened the door and then climbed down the stairs. The door shut behind him.
           
He reached into the dining space and had a look at the clock . It was 4:00 PM . He was reluctant to go out into the sun , but then he thought at least some of his time will pass. He opened the door of a bedroom , where his mother was and informed her that he was going to his friend's . he told her that he was going there to watch a movie and his mother just told him to return early , and not be too late . He shook his head in agreement and walked outside.
           
No sooner had he opened the front door , than his eyes suddenly closed , it was too bright outside , but he anyway went out , went out onto the road , and started walking towards his friend's house , he tried hard not to fall down and succumb to the scorching heat , until he reaches Sanjay's house.
           
"Ding-dong" rang the bell , and Sanjay opened it . There Abhinav was standing. "Water" was all he said , and he walked in his house. Sanjay's house was a cozy one , with thick curtains to block out all the sunlight it was considerably pleasant in his house.
           
Although it was just a 5 to 10 min walk from his house to Sanjay's he was quite exhausted. After having a glass of cold water Abhinav felt a bit relaxed.
           
Then both our friends had some general conversation. They talked as to how they will prepare for 11th , 12th and then for their later competitive Exams and SAT and ACT etc. after a while they realized that maybe its worthless to talk about it with half information. They just decided that  it will be better if they just watched a movie instead.
           
Seemed that they both could not reach to a decision so they just decided to watch random episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S instead. After watching it for a couple of hours , and having some Sandwich and cold drink , Abhinav decided that its time to go now...
           
It was already about 6:30 now and Abhinav was just tying up his shoe laces , when he got up he accidentally kicked off Sanjay slipper further towards the door. In order to bring it back into the position , Abhinav kicked it back , but only this time , the slipper landed in , what we would call an upside down position.  Seeing this Sanjay got kind of upset , and said to Abhinav , "Dude you must put the slipper back properly , if it remains in this position , there will be a fight in my house!" .
           
Now this kind of stuff was what always bothered him. Stupid logics , and superstitions was what irritated him the most . He then questioned Sanjay as to how is a stupid slipper capable of disturbing the peace and sanctity of his home. Even Sanjay was incited now. He started arguing , giving instances where he saw that the fight actually broke out , when the slipper was left turned. Abhinav got furious and irritated by his stupid stories , he just said in a loud voice "What the hell man!" and then he just picked up the slipper and arranged it neatly by the other one , just as Monica would have.
             
Then he went out , and started walking towards his home. He started thinking , about the slipper , and how it did actually led both the friends to argue , and "almost" fight. He just muttered under his breath : "interesting".......
            

Friday, 25 April 2014

The Cop of the Decade

It was a normal day in the San Fransisco Central Police Station. This station was one one of great respect for inside sat a man, with extremely good looking hair. They were real, as had been mistaken for fake ones by many. He had what was called the famous "Mustache of San Fransisco" and a very handsome side burn. He was Sir Benjamin Franklin (not the one related to American Independence). He had undone the most mind bending and tongue twisting criminal cases of all times. With him sat I, his companion, still learning, David, who, "had the potential but did not use it."

During the afternoon shift, we received a letter, addressed to Ben. Inside lay a note which ran as follows:
"You think you are too smart Benjamin! I must then tell you that I am behing the "13 Opal Robbery" as you call it back there. My name is Micheal Bradshaw. I challenge you to identify and arrest me before I leave this town a single day from now. As a clue or more approporaitely a lead, I have left a photograph of my camera. COme and find me! I'm pretty sure that your fake hair shall fall off in the quest. (A maniacal laugh) Haha!"

"This is outrageous!", I said.
"This must be handled quickly" he replied. "And carefully.", he added.
We at once set to the trail given to us by this mysterious man. This case seemed to affect Ben adversely. Very unusually, we acquired the address of a Micheal Bradshaw through inquiries from the camera company and FBI archives. We then set straight for the appartment. It's doors were unlocked. We went in with our guns drawn but most unusually again, the flat was unfurnished. At the center of the empty hall, lay a small chest. We examined it. It was locked by a metal lining, unbreakable without the correct tools. 

"Unbreakable." said Ben. "If you were some half-crack maniac like Micheal Bradshaw, where would you hide the key?"
"In my pocket?" I replied though my reply was more of a question than an answer.
"No. A key has to be in a lock. Though not it's lock necessarily", he said and retrieved a key from the interlock on the inside of the main door. With it he carefully unlocked the chest and even more carefully he recovered it's contents. It was just a simple passport placed squarely in it. 
"We must call the fingerprint men!" was my immediate reaction.
"Our man is too clever for that", he said. "Let this be with me. I'll inspect it" He bent down and picked up the discovery. Just then a thousand dollar bill fell down from within it. He carefully replaced it in the passport. It was dark outside by now and we decided that it would be the best to return home and ponder. It seemed too strange the whole thing.

Next morning, I ordered a few police men to accompany me. We went straight to the airport and reached there just in time for the first international flight. And there he was. Ben was walking down the aisle, a free man, in the middle of nowhere. I held him by his arm and answered the confused expression on his face. " You know, I have figured it out. Micheal Bradshaw is someone who can really challenge you. But the problem is that there is only one man that can challenge you. It is you yourself. And here you are thinking you have confused us enough for you to escape!"

Ben merely smiled, "How?" he asked.

I proudly replied - " You have fake hair! Just as the letter said you did! I noticed the fact when you bent to pickup the passport and the cash fell out. You seemed to know beforehand where the key was. You did know it! And you took the passport not to observe it in special light, but to escape! You committed the 13 Opal Robbery! You are Micheal Bradshaw!"

Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Adversity Of Beauty


            It was the year 2008 . We used to live in Rajkot in Gujarat. We had been living there for eight years and had visited almost all the tourist spots in the state. Some of the famous spots of tourist attraction were The Gir Reserve Forest , the historical cities of Somnath , Porbandar , Diu and many more. If any of our relatives used to visit Gujarat , they would surely visit us.
            Back then , my dad had a friend...i can recall only his last name which was Mr. Chaterjee . He used to live in Kolkata . He , along with his family , was on a visit to Gujurat. He was accompanied by his son and his son's wife and the couple's seven year old son : Harsh.
            On Monday night they arrived at Rajkot. My father quickly went to pick them up from the railway station. Our guests seemed very tired due to the long journey. It was raining outside , so mother served them with some tea and home made snacks. They were really very delighted to eat everything. Meanwhile I and Harsh were playing and we had already become good friends. They all freshened up and after some time , dinner was served.
            In the night , after the dinner , a plan was formulated for a trip to Somnath. Everyone seemed very enthusiastic.
           The next day , we woke up at five in the morning and my mother dressed me up quickly. A taxi was already waiting for us in the front of the main gate!
           In about tirty minutes , everyone was packed and ready to visit the temple of the Great Lord Shankar.
           We reached there in about four hourse. We were all very excited. We checked into the hotel at about thirty mintes past nine. After refreshing ourselves and having some breakfast , we were now ready to visit the Temple.
            We reached the temple in about half an hour and it was 10:30 in the morning. We stepped out of the taxi and there it stood. The front porch like area of the HUGE Temple was all covered by pigeons. We entered the temple and worshipped. Everything inside the temple was just beautiful.
            Now it was evening. The sun was drowing in the scenic beauty of the Arabian Sea. Slowly the sun disappeared and the full moon shun through the fleecy clouds.
          Chaterjee family seemed really inspired by everything and they were enthused.They started going further into the sea. We tried to warn them of the violent sea but they wont listen to us.
          They seemed to have fun. I sat there admiring the beauty. It seemed perfect.It was a erfect evening. It would not have been better.
          I was almost lost in myself , but suddenly I came back to my senses.There was a huge wave in front of me. It looked like a hydra headed daemon . It sucked all our friends into its belly. There was chaos everywhere. Sea divers and life guards immidiately dived into the waters to save as many lives as possible.
          I was nothing but terrified. I dont remember much.  What happened there...i dont know. I remember we were taken to the nearest hospital. Many people were there for emergency, but what about Harsh? Harsh was nowhere to be found!
           After four days of continued search , we at last found the corpse of the small boy.