Changing Times……..
......Dechamma B C
First of all I am sorry for not
writing any article so long………..i guess I had taken some time off(though not
sure of my reason of absence : P)…….anyways now am back with more interesting
stuffs.
Recently had been to Bangalore to
meet few friends…..it had been quite a while since I had been to Bangalore (I
stay in a very pristine environment which I don’t feel like leaving often: P: P)...so
let’s come back to the story, so I had to leave to Bangalore on 10 Jan 2013 a
Friday at around 5.45 am …as I was very excited about my travel …I could not
sleep overnight. I got up (was already awake: P…was just lazing on my bed!!) at
4 a.m., finished my morning chores and got ready to go to the bus stop.
The previous night while the
ladies in the house(me, mom and sis) were having a gala time watching our favorite
shows aired on T.V….dad from somewhere in the house asked us to put on some
news channel and check it out…but we were too busy for it and never bothered to
check it out…(the big mistake!!..grrrrr..)
Coming back to my travel
plans….my dad said that he would accompany me till the bus stop in my town. I
was happy as I would get a lift J
(thought I :P :P)…Likewise me and dad
left home around 5.30 dawn. While waiting for the bus we observed a strange
thing….there were no other passengers waiting for any bus…I was a bit
worried…but thought as it was a week day…there were chances that there might
not be much people…there were some people strolling by as morning walk…Then
came 5.45 am…..no sign of any bus…..
We waited till 6.00
am still no bus came on….the road was totally deserted….then like an oasis in
the desert came a walker by who was well dressed but with a muffler and a
woolen cap…dad went to him and asked as to what was the matter with no buses
around…he said that there was a strike today from 6 am to 6 pm and this was
aired on some news channel yesterday night and he strolled off..
When my dad conveyed this message
to me I was embarrassed for not listening to him last night….had I ,I wouldn’t
has lost my sleep last night and would
not have stressed my dad till my bus stop…I felt guilty in the first place and
sad in the second as my travel plans were shattered.
But as the saying
goes…’everything happens for good in life”…this missing of bus had a surprise
for me in place. I and dad went back home and made my travel plans for the next
day. Till then a cousin of mine who stays abroad and with whom I hadn’t spoken
for a long time pinged me on my cell and asked me if I could come online on Skype…..i
was delighted ,as I never expected this and was sad until then and was cursing
my fate. I spoke to her for quite long time….and prepared a cake as baking is the
biggest stress buster…and of course I love cooking: P: P.so the day finally
passed on.
With a new hope of travelling the
next day, I went to bed.so at 4 in the morning I woke up again and then my dad
dropped me at the bus stand at 5.30 in the morning. This time I was lucky to
get a bus on time... (Not always unlucky anyways J:P).
As I was already late by a day, I
had to hasten….i had to meet few friends…do all shopping…phew!!...quite a lot
of things to do!! So I planned to meet a friend in the afternoon of the day I
landed in Bangalore.
Likewise...i dressed myself for
the occasion appropriate and set out for the meeting to the brigade road. This
was place which I had been seeing from ages...those crowds….roads becoming
smaller with vehicles filling in and a pedestrian walking on the
thoroughfare...so on... this place was about a 20 min walk from my aunt’s place
from the center of the city.
When I reached the
brigade road, I realized that it was over-crowded as ever....But I could not
eye my friend anywhere. I began calling her from my cell phone (a combo of
blessing and a curse)….as there was problem with the network was not able to
speak to her twice….the third time I could speak to her. She said that she was
on her way to brigade’s, and she proposed that we have our lunch in KFC (Kentucky
fried Chicken), as I was okay with that she asked me to wait in KFC restaurant.
When I reached KFC I learned that
it would remain closed for 4 hours, due to cleaning. So I thought I would wait
for my friend outside KFC as my friend didn’t have much idea on the other
places to hang-out as she wasn’t a frequent visitor here.
As I was waiting here I came
across a truth of present lifestyle. We have evolved so much that we have
forgotten our roots….how we were…what kind of life we were leading..how much we
respected food ,so on. While I was waiting outside KFC a group of youngsters
came….probably College going guys... (I assumed it, as these guys had spikes
and where wearing a sluggish jeans with drooping bag).the moment they came to
KFC and got to know it would be open only after 4 hours…..it was evident from
they face that they were totally lost……and didn’t know where to go next…(this
is the condition of our youngsters)
Next came an IT employee…looked
very tired …probably had a bad morning….he had come to KFC to have his lunch…when
he got to know that it was closed….u had to see his facial expression!! : P: P…worth
seeing it!!.......a sad puppy face J
J….as if someone grabbed
a piece of bone from the puppy J
J
So on….many of them came and gave
weird expressions which would take a long time to be defined. But 1 of them was
worth mentioning. A girl probably a teenager along with her 2 friends approached
the KFC door …on learning that KFC would be closed for 3 hours...she was taken
aback and started her tantrums there. The watchmen was trying to pacify her by
asking her to come back after 2.5 hours….but she was not heeding to any of them.
Finally her friend convinced her and they left the venue only after threatening
the watchmen to keep open KFC when she comes back in 2.5 hours.
........Are we really
independent?? Or is it just an exaggeration??
Anyways I met my friend and we
had a great time.
But the question still remains…..