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First Days on the Bicycle

I had been riding the motor bike a few days ago and thought how easy was to ride a bike, and there are few people who don’t even know ride a bicycle. I laughed on my own for a few seconds. I am always a quick learner. I had learnt to ride a bicycle as well as a motorbike very fast. But still I remembered the first day when I tried cycling.

I was in Class 3. And my bicycle was not a small one. It was 18” cycle and obviously without supporting wheels. We then used to live in Chandrapura. There was a big football ground in Chandrapura which was the best place to learn riding. So one day my father took me with the cycle to the ground.

I mounted the cycle and came down as soon as I had mounted it as if somebody had forbade me to move. Once I had kept my foot on the pedals, I was not moving it and thus was falling with the whole cycle. My father was trying to hold my cycle from the back and often tried to push the bicycle but became tired very soon and quit.

Next day I had come again, but this time my father caught a young boy in ground to teach me cycling. The boy was nice. He put me on the cycle and told me to keep pedaling and he pushed me. Finally I was going ahead with nobody there pushing at my back. Yippee!!

But still then I didn’t know to turn or stop. I told you I was always a quick learner. The next day I had myself sat on the cycle and started pedaling. My father was sitting at the base of the stadium in the ground. I was so happy that I was actually RIDING A CYCLE that I forgot that I didn’t know to turn or stop the cycle. I played the hero and removed one of my hands off the handle and happily waved at my father and the next moment… BANG! I crashed into a tree just in front of the walls. I wasn’t much hurt though.  My father came running and scolded me. I guiltily looked at him but smiling with joy underneath. I don’t know what the joy was about. A good result had I got for waving my father.

Finally I had learnt turning the handle and to stop. And I knew cycling. And I was once riding on the local streets. But then I didn’t know to ring the bell which was not in the side but at the centre of the handle. I was coming on the streets and there were two women on the roads completely blocking the way. Imagine my position. I couldn’t ring the bell. I started shouting “Move Out, Move Out”. But they too busy in gossips couldn’t hear me. And I had knocked on of them. None of us was much hurt. But the women started shouting. My father soon came and settled the matters.

These were the small incidents that happened with me which learning to cycle. And now I can Cycle so well and also know to ride the bike well. These small incidents must have happened with everybody, but some are too shy to tell. One should always remember them while teaching others cycling. For now I will keep remembering these things and laugh on my own.

Two Stories

Last year I had written a couple of stories. They were absolutely awful.  They were supposed to be horror stories but after reading I doubt if anybody will ever be frightened of ghosts. I often used to write stories and they were not always nice. The stories I had written last year were in about 400 words. This time I am submitting the stories in my blog. Please go through them and tell me how bad they are (and if there is a slightest part of interest in them). They may look somewhat ‘filmy’.   Anyways please comment on them to let me know how my stories are and if I should try my hand at a few more or not.

STORY 1

A Different Day

On a night like this, he would not have been out. But tonight, it was different. He was walking carelessly in the middle of the road. Cars came with shining lights and passed through him. Nobody seems to be affecting him any way. Ajay has come out of that transitional world of life and death just a few hours ago. Ajay still remembered his mourning family members. He decided he wouldn’t leave that man who had separated him from his family.

Ajay set on his way. He would kill his boss as cruelly as he was. He went on his way. His boss had killed him for he was going to tell the police all about his black money. He went to his office, the boss was not there. He then went to their warehouse. Mr. Agarwala was dealing with the boss over some supply of electrical wire. Ajay waited for the warehouse to be vacant.

At last, when all except the boss and two other men remained, Ajay started his work. He brought down the shutter. Everybody inside being panicked started shouting. They tried to reach for the switchboard but Ajay had already cut all the wires. He silently killed one of the men by throttling his throat. When the other man came near to enquire, he also died the peaceful death. Now it was the boss and Ajay-face to face. Oops! The boss of course couldn’t see Ajay.

“Ready to die?” Ajay said in a resolute voice.

“Who the hell are you playing pranks?” said the boss.

“Don’t you remember me boss? You sent your men just yesterday to kill me.”

“Oh! It’s Ajay you can’t do me anything. People will soon open the shutter.”

Ajay pulled the boss across the rough floor. He bit him and thrashed him across the walls. Ajay let the boxes fall over him. The boss was completely marred. There was thumping on the shutters. he begged for his life. Then suddenly Ajay became more ferocious- he became visible. His eyes were like glowing balls of fire, His tongue lolling out from his bloody mouth. The boss started shouting and moaning, Ajay bit his boss, just like a werewolf; to almost dead-but, he did not kill him. He left him to suffer his whole life remembering this day. Ajay left the warehouse, casting a deadly look at the boss moaning on the floor.      

STORY 2

A Night of Challenge

                He could never imagine he would be chosen for this bizarre game…to watch a horror film in an auditorium alone. Rakesh was not scared but he wished he had not challenged his friends. He was sure he was going to feel bored.

                He went into the auditorium for the night show to see the Horror film “Parchain”. Rakesh never quite liked to watch films. He was feeling very bored at first. Then he was feeling sleepy. But something was wrong. He was feeling sleepy but he could not close his eyes. The show had started with a shrill feminine laugh and bats flying away from a haunted house in a full moon night. Something went wrong then. Rakesh was trembling. There was no one in the whole auditorium. But Rakesh was still not frightened. Suddenly everything became gloomy and Rakesh….vanished. The speakers were still roaring.

                Rakesh was in another world-he knew not where. He was standing beside the broken house seen in the big screen. He was feeling strange and now...a bit scared. But he couldn’t shout. He heard some dogs or perhaps wolves in the vicinity. Was their sixth sense sensing some supernatural beings nearby? Rakesh saw a tall shadow like creature standing near the house. It was clad all in white. His pulse quickened. He went inaudibly near it and was relieved to see it to be a dead leafless tree. But he was now sure he heard angry human voices from inside the house. He went inside. But as he was about to enter a big block of stone came flying at him followed the harsh laugh. Rakesh was saved by inches. He still went inside. When he was in, everything was still for a moment but then a big chandelier fell before him. He then heard chanting and saw a black magician inside. The magician was completely naked with vermilion all over his face dancing about the fire. Rakesh saw the magician tearing away chicken with his own mouth. The magician’s head was now as if rotating all around. His blood shot eyes then were engulfing Rakesh. The magician then started coming towards Rakesh with a big stick in his hand Rakesh once again heard that shrill laughter.

                Rakesh didn’t know what happened to him after that. He had collapsed. Surrounded by all his regretting friends, Rakesh woke up in a hospital remembering nothing.

The Night Guard

Movie Review: 3 Idiots

            Just a couple of days ago, I finally had a chance to watch the blockbuster year ending film of the year: 3 Idiots.  No doubt it’s a great film. It’s a damn good film which it makes you set your eyes on screen right from the beginning to the end. Congratulations to the crew, director, and the actors of the film.

The film starts with phone call from Chatur Ramalingam to Farhan who claims to have found their long separated friend Rancho. Finally Farhan acts of having a Heart attack in the aero plane and makes an Emergency Landing and then takes a taxi which was for someone else to his friend Raju Rastogi’s house. From their they go to their college- Imperial College of Engineering (ICE) and finally sets on a quest to find their friend Ranchoddas ShyamalDas Chancharr. And Farhan starts saying about their college days in the car.

The first scene itself is very funny. In the ragging scene, Rancho manages to escape the ragging and the senior gets a massive electric shock on his ‘you know what’. The film progresses in this way with lots of funny incidents taking place throughout the college with the Director Virus and Chatur Ramalingam, an Indian student from Uganda. There are lots of jokes and funny one-liners that make you often giggle. Often burst out laughing throughout the movie. The funniest of them was Chatur or Silencer’s speech already popular as ‘Chamatkar ka Balatkar’. It was simply awesome.  Another great character in the film was the small boy called ‘millimeter’. He was very funny throughout the film. At the end he becomes a ‘centimeter’.

The college had some sad incidents as well. Begging with Lobo’s death hat shakes everybody just after the song ‘Aal Izz Well’. There were often Rustication threats to the 3 Idiots.  The family condition of Raju is really very poor. Once Raju also jumps for the Director’s window but eventually does not die. They make you really emotional. 

Then the three on the quest in the car reach Shimla, but hears a strange story that Rancho was not the real name of their friend and Rancho was someone different. They take his address and head towards Ladakh. But midway from they return they return to Manali to take Piya, Rancho’s would be wife, who had ‘almost married’ there.  Piya runs away with Raju to Ladakh where she ultimately meets whom they knew to be Rancho. He had set up a beautiful school there and had 400 patents in his name for his strange discoveries.  That part of the film is also great when Rancho and his fiends deliver Mona’s son with a vacuum cleaner! After which Rancho gets the pen as promised by the director at the beginning of the session.

The film is really great. And you got to watch it if you haven’t till now. It depicts great friendship and the flaws of the education system, the students as pressure cookers and lot more.

The music tracks of the film are also awesome. Aal Izz Well and Zoobi Doobi are very frequent in Television music channels and FMs. The other tracks like Jaane Nahi Denge, Behti Hawa Sa, and Give me some sunshine are extraordinary songs.

The last word: It is being said that 3 Idiots is loosely based on Chetan Bhagat’s 5 Point Someone. I have read it and I can say that there is not much similarity in the two except that there are 3 friends in an Engineering college, and there was a teacher’s daughter. One of the Idiots family conditions was poor and he had jumped from the top. That’s all. Though I am great fan of Chetan I have to say that the story of 3 Idiots was better than 5 Point Someone’s. Good work Raj Kumar Hirani.