Door apart..

One door apart,
two beating heart.
She’s inside coach,
out he pretends to look at watch.
Smile flashing on the faces,
everytime eyes meet.
Very obvious to all,
what they are trying to keep discreet.

Glances being exchanged,
she requests him to go.
He keeps waiting,
telling her only after you.
Connecting phone to charging point,
she said battery is dead.
Let’s chat in few minutes,
please come on Whatsapp.

At last doors close,
and Metro starts moving.
Both of them said “bye”,
but for long hands kept waving.
Smile on the face and typing on phone,
engrossed she is in her own world.
Life’s like a beautiful dream,
Oh that teenage love!

(Inspiration – A teenage couple in love at Kirti Nagar Metro station)

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No small price..

“These guys should always be kept on their toes. Else they start taking us for granted” one of the young college going girls said to her friend, both were standing just beside me in the metro and busy on WhatsApp.

“Not sure why Tarun is not taking my calls for past 30 mins. Last night also he was avoiding talking to me and then his phone was switched off till early morning today.”

“Hmmm, you better keep an close eye on him. I told you he’s not that sweet guy as you feel. He’s way too smart then you think.” other girl said.

“It’s not like that, he takes care of me a lot.” she said defending and dialed her boyfriend’s number.

After few rings when the call was not answered, she was quite irritated and almost shouted “what the f***…” and everyone around in Metro stared at her.

“Let him call back, I will not spare him now.”

“Correct, this is not done. How can he treat you like this….” said her friend.

And the phone rang almost immediately with a romantic song being played “Zara Zara mehakta hae….”. She looked at her phone while picture of a young man was flashing on the screen, and she disconnected the call. This continued for next 5 minutes, she was smiling with pride while her friend commented “Good job, he should realize your worth.” and both of them laughed with a high-five.

When she finally took the call, was almost not speaking at all. On the other end one could hear a male voice pleading, exact words were not audible but “please” was quite obvious clear. Interestingly she put her phone on mute and was smiling, winking at times to her friend; who was so pleased to see all this.

Finally she said “Ok” after 10 mins and disconnected the call.

“What?” friend asked.

“He is taking off today and we are going for a movie. He will meet at Preet Vihar metro station” with a big smile she said.

“What??? And you agreed just on this? How could you? He was not talking to you since last night and you let him go for only this?”

“Baby, it’s not a small price to pay considering I knew he was out for his cousin’s engagement last night and his phone’s battery died but still managed to drop a message before that. And in morning he is usually driving to work and is not able to take calls…”

Friend could not utter anything except “bitch, you are..” while she got down at Preet Vihar…

Vote for “Change”…

Phone kept ringing throughout the day and Govind answered every call patiently, while ‘People’s Party’ supporters were busy celebrating their emphatic victory in Delhi assembly elections outside party office. No one imagined this outcome, everyone believed ‘People’s Party’ would win at most 10 seats out of 50. This kind of victory by a debuting political party was a first in India, and it spoiled the party for ‘Bharat Jan Morcha’ which hoped to rule Delhi after these elections. Biggest loser was the ruling party ‘KongRace’ which has been ruling Delhi for past 15 years. By 7:50 pm counting was completed and no party got majority to form the government. Final results were – PP: 20, BJM: 26, KongRace: 3, IND: 1; which meant some form of alliance was the need of hour.

Govind spoke to his supporters and the party workers after results were declared, and got busy in giving interviews to several news channels soon. His clarity of thoughts and the determination to clean country of corruption was something which came out strongly in all of the interviews. He very clearly said that his party will sit in the opposition and not support either ‘KongRace’ or ‘BJM’. He also disclosed some of his winning candidates have been approached by other parties to join them.

As Govind retired for the day finally at 11:30 pm, his phone rang again “Hello Nishant, what happened? Everything’s fine, you called up so late in the night”.

“Govind, we need to discuss this. We are short of forming government and so is BJM, someone from their side reached out to me and they are open to give us support from outside.”

“What are you talking Nishant, how will we face people. Forming alliance with BJM or KongRace is out of question, this will be like cheating people. People voted for change this time. How can you even think of this? Let’s meet tomorrow morning at 9 am in office. Good Night!”

“How can we miss this opportunity…..” and Nishant heard phone being disconnected. He couldn’t sleep entire night and was up early morning to get ready and meet Govind.

Next morning, not a very pleasant discussion transpired between Govind and Nishant behind closed doors of party office. All those present outside room could hear the raising voices and were trying to figure out what’s the matter. Post discussions with Nishant, Govind called for a meeting with all of the party candidates irrespective of who lost or won and reiterated that they won’t form alliance with anyone, which everyone agreed to without a second thought. Except for one person in the room who was not happy with this but had no option but to go with the general mood.

“Govind, I need to go out for sometime. Have to visit someone in family who’s hospitalized. Shall be back in 2 hrs” said Nishant as he excused himself out from the celebrations.

“Haanji, Janardhan saab. I am on my way, should be there in 30 mins. But I need to be back in party office in next 2 hrs.”

“30 min is enough Nishant Ji. I am waiting for you” said Janardhan while disconnecting the phone.

As Nishant entered party office in about 2 hrs, everyone was waiting just for him to announce Govind as their leader in the legislative assembly. Nishant was happy for him as it has been a long and tiring journey till here. Both of them hugged and became emotional while there were rounds of celebrations in the party office. But at the same time Nishant wanted the party to form government in Delhi and work towards giving a better governance. He desperately wanted to do that at any cost.

Post celebrations it was time to visit various news studios by Govind and Nishant throughout the day. One thing which surprised everyone was Nishant’s point of view that PP should stake claim to form government with support from other parties. And this raised many eyebrows, including within his own party line.

For next 2 days, none among PP or BJM staked claim to form government and both were saying that they will sit in opposition. It was becoming clear that Delhi will go for a re-election very soon to resolve this. Finally after 5 days of dilemma and various meeting, Lt. Governor called BJM’s CM candidate Janardhan to discuss the options on forming government being the party with most seats in state, which he accepted readily. Next big task was to prove majority on the floor of house. Lt. Governor was surprised to see the names on that list which Janardhan handed over to him assuring they will support BJM. In next few hrs it was all over the media, now everyone was curious to know who’s going to support BJM in legislative assembly.

“Govind, we are letting go this opportunity” said Nishant over a call.

“Nishant, wait and watch. We will get majority in the re-elections. BJM won’t be able to prove majority in the house tomorrow” was Govind’s response.

“They will be able to Govind” said Nishant and disconnected the call.

Day after Janardhan took oath for Chief Ministership of Delhi, all the newly elected MLA’s were sitting in the house and waiting patiently for the Speaker to start process of voting for BJM’s claim on majority.

“Nishant Sir, where’s Govind ji” asked one of the newly elected young MLA of PP.

“On his way, should reach here in about 20 min”

Almost 15 mins passed and Speaker asked BJM to prove the majority on house floor.

Janardhan looked at Nishant and he nodded his head with a smile on his face..

“I Spoke to Govind and he is stuck in a huge jam near Lakshmi Nagar. There’s a change in the strategy as per my discussions with Govind. We are going to support BJM based on certain issues, so all of you please stand up in BJM’s support when Janardhan ji says so” said Nishant and almost all of the PP party MLAs were shocked. But they had no option, Nishant was no. 2 of PP after Govind.

“Respected Speaker Sir, in addition to BJM’s 26 MLAs, 19 MLAs of PP are giving us issue based support from outside” and he looked at the PPs MLAs benches.

Nishant stood up and all of the other 18 MLAs followed him. Nishant looked at Janardhan smiling, and said “Speaker Sir, we are supporting BJM.”

“Ok, BJM has proved the majority in house. Congratulations!” said Speaker.

There was a round of applause in the house by BJM and PP MLA’s were still not sure of what’s happening.

At the same time Speaker’s assistance barged in from the back door and spoke in his ear. Speaker rose on his feet, looked shocked and blurted “Have received a very tragic news, Mr Govind of PP is no more. A Truck hit his car at very high-speed just 2 kms away from here I am told. He died on the spot. House is adjourned….”

The Betrayal…

As I checked my Blackberry to see if there are any new mails, metro made a halt at Rajiv Chowk station and a huge crowd was inside the coach within a few seconds. A young woman in her mid twenties came and stood beside me at the right side, some male friend or a colleague was with her and they seemed to be discussing something.

“Listen, I am sorry! It was a mistake I committed under influence of alcohol” the guy was almost pleading to her in an over crowded metro.

People around were looking at them and trying to understand what’s happening.

“Under influence of alcohol?? Don’t give me that crap. I am not sure with how many sluts you would have slept so far under the influence of alcohol. I have been mad for you, gave six important years of my life. Is this what I deserve? No, I deserve better.”

“I swear, don’t know what and how does all this happened. I drank a lot that day in the party and lost my senses”

“Really!! You were not in your senses but conscious enough to get laid with that bitch. Do you expect me to believe this”?

As the guy tried holding her arm, she pulled herself back and almost shouted “Don’t…and stay away.”

By that time almost everyone around knew they are fighting and were staring at them.

“I love you, you know that very well and can not think of a life without you. Please forgive me.” young man said pleading.

“Oh, come on! Don’t start this again. You betrayed me, betrayed my love and the faith. I hate you, don’t want to see your face ever again. You better don’t try to call me.”

“No, it was not betrayal. I did not do anything intentionally. It just happened….”

“Aha, that’s not betrayal. How cool you are about it, you will understand only if I would do something like this. Like, like kissing this guy right here in front of everyone.” and she suddenly kissed me on my right cheek few times and held my arm tight.

Everyone in the coach was left stunned, including that guy. And by the time I realized what’s happening and shrugged her off, it was too late. And at the same time metro made a halt at Kirti Nagar station, I moved out and that woman followed me shouting to her ex-boyfriend by now “Don’t try to follow me or get down here, I will otherwise call cops.”  And he froze inside the metro coach while it moved out of the station.

I rushed to take stairs. She came running after me and said “Thanks a lot and I am really sorry to embarrass you like this. I was just looking for an opportunity to dump that bastard…….”

(Loosely Based on a true conversation I overheard recently in Delhi Metro between a couple in love; or may be not in love anymore)

Options?

What happens when a political outfit in it’s first outing at assembly elections creates a sort of record by winning 40% of the seats? Other parties try to form an alliance with it, or may be trying to persuade some of their winning candidates to join them. But without any success and the state seems to be going towards a re-election.

Are there any other options? Yes, there is….at least one!!

Why? Why? Why?

I fail to understand why so many people in Metro talk like big shots (mostly office going) and start giving instructions, or appear like they are the most knowledgeable creature on this earth. And that too on top of their voice!!!!!

Surprise……

Surprise Surprise,
Can’t believe my eyes.
No traffic on Delhi roads,
That too on a Friday night!

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