Friday, April 22, 2016

God Proposes

“Klung”
Opening his third eye, Lord Shiva checked his phone. It was a whats app message from Mohammed, the Prophet. It read, “Jesus Christ agreed for the meeting. Let us meet tomorrow evening at your hills”. Smiling at the message, he continued his meditation.
Next day, they assembled.
Mohammed : “We gave certain guidelines and way of life for people to follow. Even though our individual guidelines are different in some sense, one common objective, we had is to make them lead a meaningful and happy life. But what we see as happening is totally the other way. This is disgusting and disturbing. What to do?”
Shiva : “Why can’t we take back what we gave them ?”
Jesus : “What do you mean ?”
Shiva : “Let us make the world void of religion”
Mohammed  : “If three of us feel, that is what is going to solve the problem, let us do it and see”
Jesus : “Fine, I feel there is no harm in doing that”.
Shiva : “Ok, when can do execute the plan”
Jesus : ”Now it is fag end of the year 9999, Now all the system might need an upgrade to handle the five digit year entry. Let us seamlessly include this change also”
All of them, “Done!!! Let us pray the almighty that this solves the problem”
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Jan 1st 10000 A.D
Tirupathi was considered to be one of the frequently visited hiking spot. Nagapatinam is a famous beach which had lots of resorts with water game. Mecca and Medina had become an international trade arena, where business people from all over the world flocked to sell and buy various products.
Dictionary software read, “There are no results for: religion
School / college application form did not ask for caste.
Typical matrimony sites read,
“Educated, well salaried male needed for a 24 year old girl. Girl’s blood group is A+. Guys with same or compatible blood groups are accepted”
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Gayatri was busy getting ready for her college. She has to catch three buses and then walk for 20 minutes to reach her college. She has to travel so far every day because the house where she stays, with her family is their ancestral property and the college where she studies is her dream college. Her family is one of the few joint families that are still surviving in the 100th century. She lives with her father’s elder and younger brother and their families.
“So what do I say to the guy’s family? Are you still confused?  Gayatri’s father asked
“Appa how many times I need to tell you and Amma, I do not want to get married to a guy who is the only son of a family and enter into a family where in, only I and he will be there. This alliance that you showed me, the guy is here and the parents are very far, they met once a year and I do not know what a family means there.... I am confident that you will find a better guy for me who satisfies with my only condition”
“Ok .. will inform them and Let me try further“
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Syed hates to be in the queue because he feels highly uncomfortable in crowd. 
When his turn came, he was queried, “What do you prefer – Single room or share with 2 or 4 of your classmates?”
Syed replied, “No sharing, please give me a single room and I suppose I can retain this room for all four years of my studies”
“Yes!! You can hold the room though out your stay here. But single room costs you 15K extra per year”
Syed, “That’s fine. I will pay for it”. After completing all the formalities, he went to his abode and settled.
His phone rang,  “Hi Mom, Yes I am settled, yep got a single room.”
“Syed Beta, this is the first time, you are so far from us. You need to mingle with your friends, so that you don’t feel the loneliness. If you start missing us, you will not be able to focus on studies”
Syed, “Don’t worry, I will adjust. I have lots of friends here, Sydney Sheldon, Jeffrey Archer, Malcom Gladwell, Zakir Hussain, HariPrasad Chaurasia and many more. They will take good care of me and I will also have a good load of study work.”
 “Come on Syed, apart from all of them, you should also get good friends whom you meet every day, share your feelings and enjoy these four years”
“Will take care ma , you and papa take care and keep calling”
“You never give a hold on this topic, anyways, hope time will change you, take care and we miss you”
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“ Café Latte with extra sugar”
“Mam, we do not add sugar, you can add as much as you want. Please wait for 7 minutes, your coffee will be ready. Your good name Madam”
“Gayathri…. Will wait “
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 , 6 , 7 minutes later
“Mr Syed”
Syed went and collected his coffee, at the same time, Gayathri heard her name and she also went to collect.
Syed : “Thoooo, what is this ?? I asked expresso and you gave me café Latte -- you say, a lot can happen over coffee, if coffee is going to be like this, that “lot” cannot happen”
Gayatri could not control her laughter, she busted out, where in all her friends joined.
“Sorry Sir, I think your coffee got swapped with Madam’s”
He swapped the two coffees.
Syed anger intensified, he threw the coffee cup on to the dust bin and was about to walk out.
Gayatri : “Sorry, Mr Syed. I could not have laughed, but your expression made me do so. I shall help you get a new coffee”.
“Thank you…. Miss whatever. I don’t need your sympathy”
He just walked off.
Gayathri felt bad and did not participate much in her friends’ discussion. She was waiting for a chance
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“Chances do not happen they need to be created” – notice board reminded her.
She met him on the way, tried to initiate a talk
“I am sorry again. I know you would have felt bad... Are you fresher?? I am here for three years and I can help you in any way you want... You need any help?
There was Silence. But he did not leave the place also. He stood there with his face down.
She continued, “Is this the first time, you are far from your parents. You need to mingle with friends, so that you don’t feel the loneliness. If you start missing your home, you will not be able to focus on studies”
He just lifted his face, had a close look at her. These were the words that her mother repeats many times when she calls him.
He had tears in his eyes and said, “Can you help me get into the momentum here??  I hate to be with any one, but nothing happens here with help from others. So I really do not know what to do”
She smiled and extended her hands over his shoulders and started walking with him.
They walked and talked, talked and walked, talked when they walked and walked when they talked.
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“If we want to take this to next level, we need to talk to our parents”
“Do you think they will agree ??”
“They will…. Why not ??”
“What if they did not ?”
“We need to make them agree – are you saying we will go against them”
“I did not say that – but am just indicating you about that possibility”
“Ok you tell me – if they do not accept what we do”
“I am ready to do all what is to be done to be with you throughout our life”
“Does it mean, we need to be on our own?”
“Let us not give chance for this to happen. Are we not confident that they will agree, after all they have done all good for us and they want our happiness?”
“Even I feel so. Ok let’s do this – I need to go out of town for one week.  By next weekend when we meet after I come back, let us discuss with our parents – done??”
“Done – 5 days without you … please compensate”
Compensation extended and extension terminated half-minded.
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Dad: “What?? No way … how can you even think of doing this “,
Mom: “What are their family involved in – what is their profession “
Dad: “What do they eat, what are their daily practices?”
Mom: “They will not keep you happy after marriage – listen to us, We will look a very good alliance for you not like the one whom you looked at “
“Dad/Mom - we will live very happily – we know each other well. We know we make a good pair.”
Dad: “Knowing each other well ? that cannot happen even if you are together for hundreds of years. Marriage is a Gamble. If you get married to the one we look at, you will be very well supported by the family and all the relatives. But you go alone; you might miss all the support”
“Why Dad, will you not support if I pick up my life partner ? Why should it always need to be picked up by you ? “
Dad , “ Listen to me .. you are my child, you have to follow what I say, we have seen positives and negatives of the life .. I do not want you to get into trouble… “
“How can you decide and finalize that I am getting into trouble”
Dad, raising his voice, “Shut up… you are marrying the one whom I look for you, if you are looking otherwise, you are not my child, you will have to face the consequences yourself”
Mom, “None of our family members will be happy about what you are doing and as you know, they might totally reject you on what you are doing.. Please child, think twice thrice and say no to this love and other feelings … We do not have the guts to see you suffer.. “
“No Mom , why do you think we will suffer”
Dad: “Enough of this - -do whatever you want to – we disown you  ... get last”.
Conversations in both their houses were not different from any of the above dialog sequences.
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Syed and Gayatri didn't mean to fall in love. But love happens when you least expect it. It creeps up suddenly, when someone needs attention, care, conversation, laughter and maybe even intimacy. Love doesn't look at logic, or at backgrounds and least of all, profession.
Gayatri was from a very conservative South Indian family. Syed bought goats for his family every important occasion. That said the difference and more. Their paths would never have crossed if it hadn't been for that fateful day. That day when he walked into the coffee shop. Gayatri wondered if destiny chose our loved ones for us. Did we have any role to play at all?
She looked at her watch. Syed was late. They met every Thursday at five pm to catch up. Their conversation lasted for hours. Sometimes at the cafe, sometimes in his car, sometimes in places that she could never tell her friends about. They would never understand. And yet Syed made her happy.
Suddenly her phone beeped. He had sent a message. "On my way. Have something important to tell you."
Gayatri stared at it and realised she had knots in her stomach. Thoughts flooded her mind. What did he want to tell her?
For a change, Syed was late and his eyes were red. Gayatri did not have to hide her emotions and both of them just busted out as they saw each other.
“Go against them ??”
“Yes.. “
“Fine… Next  Monday , Register office at the end of this road”
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“Looking extra Romantic, what is the reason?? “
 “Don’t remember ?...we together have successfully completed one month away from our parents “
“Oh!! Yeah time to celebrate.. What shall we do ?”
“Its long time … Let us have chicken biriyani, watch an action packed Hollywood movie and in the night lets open up ….. “
“Open up … ?? Open up what ??
“I mean Champagne”
“My dear lover boy, I do not eat chicken biriyani, I hate Hollywood movies and that too action one and I do not drink … I can bare the movie for you, rest you do. I can be with you.. “
“Come on…. Don’t bring down the euphoric feeling, we did all together, lets enjoy together”
“Sorry, dude, I cannot change some habits that are with me for a long time”
“What ?? you cannot change – I have changed my self. I have not touched any piece of non-vegetarian so far… you know I eat twice  a day and now I have not seen it for a month”
“Even I have changed a lot..  for your sake , I make and take chapathi, with the kurma as per you taste”
“Don’t say you make kurma  as per my taste – I take so spicy and you make such a bland unpalatable one – I just eat because you should not feel bad”
“Yes, the amount of spice you ask is not good for health and that is why I reduce... I am doing good for you “
“If that is case, do good for me now – eat chicken biriyani with me “
“No I can’t do that “
“Is this what you call tolerance?”
“If this is not what else – it has to be both the ways”
“Gayatri – you are hurting me “
“What are YOU doing then ?”
“I could have listened to my mother”
“You can do that even now”
“You mean it “
“I don’t want to .. but you are forcing me to”
“Let us not force any one .. let us be independent”
 “what do you mean “
“I mean what I mean”
Syed just banged the door and walked away.. Gayatri rolled a salty liquid through her chin….
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Mom : “At least today , take this medicine.. it is not good  to stay without medicine for more than a month”
Dad  : “What is the point .. when your own people go against, you feel you are rejected “
Uncle : “ Anna  !!! Mhmmm.. every one will pay for the mistake that they have done “
Dad : “  I do not want my child to suffer”
Uncle :  “No I will not let our kid suffer. I will save our little one Anna... Don’t worry, I will take care of this “
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I am leaving… it was not love, but just infatuation.. Have fun, if possible, bye
Syed was rattled reading the message. He did not think she will take it seriously, his anger faded away, but she held on to that.
I need to stop her... He rushed to their house and found it locked. He enquired with the neighbor, they said, “Did she not tell you  ... she said she is going to her mom’s place”
“When did she leave?”
“Just now – may be 5 minutes back”
Syed thought if he goes fast, he will be able to catch her. He rushed and sped up his bike.
She could see her bike parked near a medical shop. He was relaxed. He parked his bike and just walked slowly towards her bike
He could see her coming out.. his heart was beating more than regular.
She saw him, he smiled. He could not recognize her expression.
When he reached her more close, that happened,
Three men with helmet came fast in a bike, all with lengthy Sickle. As they neared him, they played on him randomly with sickle, until he soaked in a pool of blood.
As they flew away, she rushed to him, held him as he fell down. In the shock, she held his hand and feel over him.
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“Klung”
Whats app message for meeting.
Lord Shiva, Jesus Christ and Mohammed, the Prophet met again
“So, Religion is not the only reason”
“So how do we stop this catastrophe?”
“Make every one vegetarian?”
“Make every one do all profession?”
“Make parents separated from children at some age?”
 “May be this …?”
“May be that…?”
“This and that???”

God Proposes and Man disposes!!!

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