5 Dec 2009
I Need Space
It’s been long for me being in Bhopal, missing all that corporate pleasure full life style, so called very sophisticated among youth but I believe that is more about involvement in work and having the power of money in your both hands and this actually reflects when you see young age generation around 22-25, spending money so lavishly that they even didn't dream of it. Life is cool-cooler-coolest and more than that till everything going fine-finer-finest as per your demands and dreams and more of needless and senseless whims but it takes painfully turn when you are kicked out either by your close friends, especially when you are expecting a sojourn at their habitat for some time, which could have extended due to unexpected and uncontrolled variables( as we already have man made millions of them ;-) ) and you are at tantrum which is right till certain extend but now will be on road very soon if won’t get a another one as soon as possible because obviously now you are not interested to either live with them or really want to have any contact with them because this is where you expectations and their fulfillment starts taking some new turn. It’s not always your friend but your new landlord also which you always thought is a good and professional guy but now it seems that he is less good and more professional guy because even as you have already paid lump-sum amount to broker and now landlord UNCLE is saying that he has already sold this flat to another so called UNCLE( I am sure that you must have got pain behind this uncle word) is at your door step and saying, "BOSS no point to worry, you have your own 1 month take your time and let me know your decision because now we wants to rented this house to family as society people have already much noise about their concern with singles behavior living in this building". Initially it really looks like, did we really do anything obscure or some other folks living in this society did so, but now we all have to pay for this. Really, now we all are disappointed, as entire city is replete with those spider like brokers where most of them have overlapped boundaries to each other, of those societies which singles aim to hire due to cheap cost and next to office space. These broker's take care properly of Bakra's (tenants looking for flat) very nicely and smilingly as they never smiled even towards their parents of wife.....don’t know about kids as I have nothing to do in this. Most amazing thing about whole broker story is that they take care of your rented flat only for 11 months, (minimum time requirement as govt. law) and demands for about 2 months of rent...."BULLSHIT"...... This was the word came out of my mouth fist time when I heard about this metro city culture which is so advanced in India that it left behind America in all senses as there is no broker concept their specially for middle class rented properties, for higher class they are there to serve elite class at their cost. So be proud as we have out shined America in one more way other than corruption. Now as can also say that we are ahead of you on certain ways as you ahead of us in non-certain ways.
When I went to sleep then there was only one hot topic in my mind, not mine only but in all of us mind, "How we are going to get a okay flat in such a short notice ?". Worries are always a part of man's life but I pray that it shouldn't fall upon oneself for such a short notice......specially single ones as they don’t have any one to share heir feeling in bed. Heat of anger on our bad luck and disassociation of human feeling towards individual from helping point of view surrounded every corner of our flat.....from wet mouth kicking hot words to ringing mobile to other about start searching for a new flat to messaging all x-y-z girl friends and team members in order to inform all about his tsunami in our life. While any how we went to sleep after releasing little bit of frustration by using some sophisticated and corporate jargon in order to dream about getting a new flat or like salvation in life from all deeds. I don’t remember whether I really dreamt good or bad that night but I woke up with a ring at my door step......literally a well tuned cacophonic sound.....Trfing-Tirking.......even thought I woke up by 2nd-3rd ring as not interested to come out of my bed I waited for others to open the door but i forgot that they are my roomies so they are one step ahead to me. No one woke up or pretend that he heard this ring and trying to struggle to come out of that semi cozy bedding...so finally I broke my head with this and stood up as listening to this door bell was more torturing than expecting any one else to wake up and open the door.
With all sleepy eyes and nothing in mind, i raised myself towards door and open it anyhow and........
'what this broker is doing early morning at our door step' came out of my mind into my thoughts. I asked, "Haan bhaiyya kya hua, itni subhah ?"
He told me, "bhaiyyah first if all it in not very subhah...check out its 9AM and I came here to solve your problem, actually yesterday landlord sir said they are interested to rent this house to family due to in-direct pressure from other families, but I managed to help him understand this point that if he won’t let his house rented to singles doesn't mean other will also do so. They might carry on renting them to singles than why you couldn't ?" He caught my point and told me that inform you that you can carry on staying in this flat. As only a moment out of moment is enough to feel happy or sad as it depends upon our interpretation to outside statements and appearance and many time....that is most of times it fall back upon ourselves. Same happens with me, a person who had been debating over such a trivial matter for such long, now got a solution......started feeling relaxed and happy but sooner he continued with rest of his words as this news wasn't the only motive behind his such early Business meet at my door step. He said, "But for doing so you will have to pay 20% more rent to landlord and again 2 months brokerage to me". Enough.....and enough, they are not the shouting words but killing words knocked my mind-heart-soul...everything. I just said, "You may go now."
At That time i was at my lowest....not because i did something wrong or my past deeds were turning back towards me but on such selfishness among individuals from past rented flat owner to new one to broker. A Broker, Who don’t know what is software coding or how to talk nicely or at least how to talk politely or at least must be educated, which is already earning more than us, round the clock employees who are already over burdened with US-UK customers pending work, are helpless now. A Broker, who enjoy round the calendar tax holiday as he don’t exist on papers because this is a offline, no paper work.......made all of us helpless in front of him. With time when all woke up, i gathers everyone of us and informed them about it. There was absolute expressions of being trapped among money sucking machines, those surrounded us from every corner, where we are dependent upon local habitants. Well this might be the ultimate case to worry for us for this time but I believe people had accepted it already that’s why they always try to borrow smiles from others or seeks happiness in others corners....no doubt it is not only they, who are exclusively responsible for this unsaid crime towards humanity. Well it as the time for us to accept this reality of life while sacrificing our part of smile....even though we had good money but it was really came to us after devoting or compromising on many aspects of life. But we thought that if need to pay increased rent and brokerage again than why we discourage same broker again as if one do so means he is encouraging brokers to do so with everyone and luckily my all roomies were with me on this decision. We could have never had common consent on TV channel except cricket matches but we were next to each other’s step on this issue. Thanks All Buddies.
Next day, i got up with all worries to....................................................................coming soon.
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