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You search. Few you like, few you don't. Certain quality of few you love and few you hate. Your opinion on what you want gets stronger and your goal becomes more definite. On the way you get clarity on what you really want, but getting it becomes tougher. Sometime you even wonder will your search, result in what you expect. You get tired, bored, disappointed since there are always some or other obstacles in getting what you want. You compromise on few, struggle a lot just to reach there.

But remember you are out there for the best. And if it’s meant to be, its meant to be.

The Axe Effect

DAY 1:

Unaware of Dijkstra's shortest path algorithm the perpetual troop of “ANTi Snacks Force” is on parade over Asif’s wall starting from switch board to the hanger aperture. Not having any weapons to massacre this troop Asif gets exasperated.

I, known for my out of box thinking (By the way have you ever wondered what is inside the box?), gave him a terrific idea of using AXE body spray as mass destruction weapon to carnage this troop.

It just worked.

All Ants looked as if they are boozed up. Their disciplined path is scattered. They don’t know where they are going neither do they have energy to move. Some more minutes they experience vertical fall from the wall to the floor of about 5ft’s, exactly like the hot babes in AXE advertisement falling for some cholle guys.

It just worked.

DAY 2:

There is a more closely packed bigger troop of “ANTi Snacks Force” marching over the wall singing a song from movie Gulaal.

I Guess AXE is reason for the considerable growth in the population of ANTS over Asif’s Wall. AXE just worked. (Atleast for Ants, though that wasn’t the work I intended to achieve)

I remain,

the J.

Overheard in BMTC

Asif Soullessly sitting in the window seat of BMTC bus gazing to infinity, silently listening to conversations within.

Its then this couple in their twenties entered the bus sat behind Asif, and made him listen to their 80 decibel conversation.

"Look I really didn’t mean to hurt you or anything. I was not making fun of you. I was pretty serious. That watch costs 300 rupees, and even if you say, you share the 1500 rupees; I will have to pay the rest 1500 Rupees. Please understand my condition. I won’t be having enough money to spend for my next 25 days if I spend 1500 rupees on that watch. I’m not sorry for this"

"Why do you have to be sorry? You haven’t insulted me in that showroom na."

"I haven’t insulted you. In fact I was joking. I thought you will understand. But you didn’t. That just pissed me off. Baby, you must understand whenever I’m angry. Though I was angry there, I kept quiet. Didn’t I? It’s not only about I understanding you, I expect the same from you.

If I didn’t get up early, I’m wrong.

If I doing call you, I’m wrong.

If I am busy on weekend, I’m wrong.

But it’s not the case for you. You do a mistake and say "Oh I forgot" and that has to be fine with me. But I’m forgetting something is totally wrong."

"I FORGET THINGS BECAUSE I KEEP THINKING ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME."

Jerk is rolling in the aisles.

I remain

the J.

Drowning Story

Since I have got a new friend in the form of AXXIS, I ask Asif to accomplish a task which he was planning to do from a long time.

Yes, Swimming. He already found K.C. Reddy Swimming pool, Sadashivanagar which is around 3 km from his stay.

He reaches the pool in the early morning, and heads towards ticket counter after saying good bye to my AXXIS. There is a huge crowd of about 50 people at the counter as it is summer, and most people want to cool themselves in the pool.

Asif notices for adults the daily charge is 16 rupees and for kids its 8 rupees. He buys monthly pass which costs 380 rupees. After changing his costumes he jumps into the pool. Now he is the oarsman and I am the captain of his boat.

The pool has dimensions, 50m*25m having 8 lanes with depth varying from 3ft to 15ft.

The lanes numbered 1 to 4 have floating lane divider, where trainee swimmers practice and rest of the lanes doesn’t have lane divider and is where majority of the public swim. Asif chooses Lane 5 to start his swim journey.

I am being the captain of the boat order “Ahoy! Let’s see some water-quakes and reach other continent”.

Asif only had popcorn the night before for dinner and not any warm up before getting down into the pool but still he rows the boat.

We reach the other end of the pool which is 15 ft deep zone. We stop there, and Asif breathes as much oxygen as possible. There isn’t much support on the edge to hang on. His arms feel tired. It was tiring journey done in one shot with stomach asking for food, and hands and legs asking for rest.

After two minutes of burning the oxygen I give order to Asif, “Ahoy! Let’s get back home”. Asif being the slave follow the captain.

We reached 12ft zone and there Asif crashes. His oars broke down. His hands are too tired. He can’t move more. His hands asking for rest, body feels the heavy presence of gravitation under water.

“Manzile apni jaga hai, raasthe apni jagah. Jab kadam hi saath na de tho musafir kya kare?”

Asif try to get some more energy after drowning two times in the midway, and then swims towards the lane divider at Lane 4, which seems like a mile far for his tired arms. He catches the divider, but it’s unable to keep its equilibrium because of Asif’s body weight.

I remember a cat falling into our well in Palimar. The cat was unable to climb the wall of well. It is climbing two feet’s; again falling into water, till someone dropped a bucket and the cat would get into it. Its hairs are totally stuck to its body, with near to death expression in its face; Asif didn’t look much different from that cat.

Suddenly whistle starts blowing. Two pool keepers starts shouting at him, they tell him to leave the divider and swim, don’t now why? But Asif can’t do that since it’s the only thing he trust on which can prevent him from more drowning.

One of the pool keepers shouts seeing at Asif’s situation “16 rupai kottu yak illge saayakke bartheera?”- translating to “By paying 16 rupees you come here to die is it?”

Asif is unaffected by his comments, he just concentrates on floating till he gets some rest. He waits there for some minutes, and then slowly walks in the water towards 5ft deep zone. Holding the divider he finally manages to reach.

The pool keeper continues his barking at Asif. “If you don’t know how to swim why do you went to deep place?” Asif says “This is my first day here. I am a swimmer, but I over estimated my ability to swim and underestimated the depth”. Keeper warns him of not do such things again.

Asif for the next two days swims in the 5 ft deep zone to regain his swimming confidence back. On the third day collides with the swimmer to get a wound near to eyes. Things looked like going bad day by day.

But it was the fourth day when he decides and again goes to other end, and he succeeds this time without any problem.Bravo.

I Remain,

the J