I really don’t know if I would get a lot of chances to share and today for some reason, my eyes are not really heavy nor my fingers are listening to the call of time, it seems my thoughts are directly connectected to my fingers to this early morning of the independence day.
Well this is an incident about 7 yrs ago. I used to work for Akshay Bajaj – CEO Net4Uonline then. Daily I used to take the train exactly at 8:45 am in the morning to reach office at 10:05 am, yes at times I would miss my train and then reach by 10:30. Incidentally I don’t think Akshay really liked me coming late ( well no boss will ever like , Even I don’t like it now when I have a team reporting to me) but he never really said it to me on my face. But yes it good to be on time to office, these are small things on day to day basis that if you manage to keep up with, could go along a log way in shaping up your career, not that I claim to be a career guru, especially if you check my growth after 7 years in the industry hehehe.
Its really surprising to see that if I let my mind loose it really starts giving out some astonishing outputs taking me away from what I am really writing it here, now I still have not started the incident and its already the 3rd paragraph J
Without really wasting anyone else time anymore, I am coming back the incident where I was going to office in mid morning @ Net4Uonline. Here I was a bit late around 10:30 waiting at the bus stop outside the churchgate station for the bus to Cuffe parade – Dalamal park as I recollect it after 7 long years. Pretty worried about if Akshay is already in office and is looking at the clock tik tik tik tik.
I was in my own tense world and from nowhere one Jeep brushes me – actually my trouser from behind. It was just a slight brush; I wasn’t really hurt, nor was the speed of the jeep as such that could have hurt me by any means what so ever.
But don’t know for some reason, may be because bus was not on time and I was getting late to office and the clock was clicking tik tik tik , I looked at the driver of the jeep and there was a tequila shot of adrenalin given by my brain to my body and just started blasting off the driver – perhaps for no apparent fault of him.
Started off with his driving sense and how he could not see people standing around and how he really managed to get a license to actually exhibit his driving skills in city of Mumbai and that to south Mumbai the crown of the city, I went on and on and on, every one at the bus stop was actually shocked to see the incident.
Well the driver seemed to have no clue of what had struck him, maybe he even tried to check who I was from what I was wearing or the way I was talking to him. After I was done with giving him the piece of my mind, I went ahead and let him drive pass me. But he wasn’t actually going anywhere he was just going to stay there near to the bus stop – maybe he was waiting for someone or something.
I just happened to look back at the jeep and show the POLICE label on the jeep, it was the MUMBAI POLCE whom I was actually yelling at for approx 3 longest brave minutes of my average common mans life. At that very moment like an AVERAGE COMMAN MAN I felt like my tail was between both the legs and I froze for a second or two – hehe sounds pretty hilarious after seven years.
As soon as my brain started functioning again, thinking I might just land in any kind of trouble, and my adrenaline now was in actual minus I quickly stopped a taxi and ran yes actually ran towards cuffe parade.
I am sure that police man must have though ( In hindi ) ‘ Shaher main police se takkar lene ke liye naya mard aaya hain’ hehe.
Adios for today.
