Saturday, September 27, 2014

Love Is Ageless…!


“Hmm, this is perfect!” I said to myself, taking the first sip of Café Mocha.

Sitting alone at the corner most table of the Starbucks store, I had waited a whole of two minutes to take a good look around the place before I tasted the first sip of my Mocha. I agreed with myself that it was my favorite seat, not because it allowed me a view of the complete store and also across the street outside but because that particular seat allowed me to lean back on the wall as comfortably as I wished. With the second sip, I switched on my laptop determined to finish off writing my next post for this blog.

Not before I had finished off half of the Mocha and had yet written not even two lines, I was already distracted. Rising my lips I took a deep breath. Lifting my head, I turned towards the street and then into the store. Though it was quite, there were seven more people in the store; a couple, two boys of my age busy with their laptops, a lady busy with her iPad, and the two store workers. Thinking of what could keep everyone in this world so busy and occupied; I turned back to the street. It was wonderful summer view out in the street.

Quickly turning back to my Laptop with an Idea, I deleted the lines I had typed and started with the topic – City in Summer. Again, not being satisfied with that, I took another sip and turned back to the street. As soon as I turned to the street, I saw an old couple walking towards the store from the opposite direction. By looking at them, I guessed their age to be anything between fifty and sixty but upon taking a closer look at their faces I added another five years to both of them. The way they had dressed, the way they had held each other’s hands and the way they walked; smiling, holding hands cozily, taking in the summer sun, enjoying the view on the street, taking matching steps; all this had clearly taken out five years from them and I was sure might have added a lot of happiness in their life.

As they reached the door of Starbucks, the husband pulled the door and held it open while the wife entered into the store with a broad smile on her face. She waited until the husband stepped into the store and joined her. They then again walked together to the counter.

Already distracted and with all the mood of writing drained out, my mind had somehow made up that it was being drawn towards the couple and had given up its effort in avoiding the force of that pull. Comforting myself in that chair, I followed the couple, directed by my mind. When they turned towards me, I saw, with a sideways look from the corner of my eyes, that they had taken two Coffees and two Brownies. I had to keep my head down until they turned away from me or sat down at some table. When I lifted my head again, after few minutes, I saw both of them sit opposite to each other at a table in front of me which was just beside the table where another couple seated.

Once seated, they looked at each other with all the love in this world and smiled. The wife had lifted her coffee cup but waited for the husband to take the first sip of coffee and all the while he was taking a sip from his cup, she kept looking at him affectionately. Then she took a sip and placed the cup back on the table. The husband had still held the coffee cup in his hands as they started talking to each other. Then the wife dug a spoon into the brownie and took a bite of it. All my attention was already drawn towards them and was locked and now I was immersed in looking at them. It was when the wife dug spoon again into the brownie and held out the spoon near the husband’s mouth for him to take the bite that I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand looking at the love and affection they had towards each other.

Blinking for the first time since I had watched them sip their coffees, I saw the wife smile broadly when the husband said something placing the cup back on the table. Suddenly the other couple who were seated very near to them turned towards the couple and smiled. They both wished the old couple unitedly with a louder tone, “Happy Anniversary” and clapped.

Then the lady with the iPad got up and wished the old couple taking a few steps towards them and all the other people followed this. It was when the younger couple looked at me I realized that I was still sitting at my chair with my eyes open at them. Blinking a few times and taking a deep breath I got up from my seat and walked to their seat and mumbled the two words of wishes for them. A small fear of being seen watching them was making its round inside my stomach making me feel awkward.

“So how many years did you both complete in each others’ arms?” the young wife asked.

“This is our fiftieth anniversary” the old husband said turning towards his wife who had a hint of blush on her face.

All those present in the store exclaimed and clapped while the old couple thanked everyone for the wishes.

“Fifty years together! That’s awesome!” the young wife said with her eyes wide open.

“Yes, this is our Golden jubilee” the old wife said.

After another round of exclamations and few more wishes and appreciations, the old husband turned towards all of us and said, “Fifty years back we both had met each other in a coffee shop back in our city and that was the moment when our eyes exchanged the first look and our hearts started beating together. There was no looking back since that day and the next month we were married!”

“From then until this day we celebrate our marriage anniversary in a coffee shop with coffees and brownies and every year it feels like the time turned all over again and we again exchanged that first glance and again our hearts started beating together and beating for each other” the wife said.

“And again we start the year all over again. The meetings, the adorations, and the vows” the husband continued.

“It is really great completing fifty years together! Fifty years of love! How strong could be the bond and the love. An achievement.” the other lady who was sitting with an iPad said.

“No, no, that’s not an achievement. It’s simply love and once love it’s always love. Because…” the old husband said and looked at his wife who continued, still keeping her smile, “Because Love is Ageless!

Wish you all dear readers a wonderful Sunday!
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Vishal…


Saturday, September 20, 2014

Girlfriend(s) once again !!!


Good Morning my dear SundayReaders!

What a lovely Sunday it is and what a beautiful morning it is. After a hard week that drains out every drop of sweat from our body and fills in every bit of tension into our brain, I think there should be some light humor to kick out all the week’s stress and help us have a relaxing Sunday!

And so, after a long series of spies and missions and actions, I decided to be back with the topic of my first post - another light humorous episode of Girlfriend(s)!

If you have read about the disappointing behavior, intolerable behavior, and weird behavior about girlfriend(s) in my previous three posts (links at the bottom of the post) on the same topic; then this post will show you and also prove another behavior which is the most uncontrollable behavior in girlfriend(s) – ANGER!

So my dear readers, here it goes…

That day was also a Sunday just like today. I still remember and will never forget that day in my life. I had woken up late without any hurry and without any tension of work, projects, meetings, managers and most importantly taking an early bath and getting to those irritating formals. The first thing I did when I woke up was to sleep again and I was successful; but only for few minutes. I had to open my eyes again in few minutes, neither because I dint get sleep nor because I had any work. I had to open my eyes because my mobile beeped alerting me of a message.

Opening my eyes, I unlocked my mobile and directly went into WhatsApp to check the message. It was from my girlfriend but once in, I found there were few other messages that had come overnight, one of which was a long message from one of my friends asking for some help. I could not control my curiosity and getting into his chat I started reading his message. By then, which was just half a minute, my mobile had beeped thrice. I quickly returned back to the main screen of WhatsApp and saw that all three of them were from her.

The first thing that I thought of on hearing those sudden three beeps was a bunch of morning wishes and kisses along with a morning hug and the day’s smug. With my smile growing wider, I opened my eyes fully and saw the last of the messages and it read ‘This is heights! I knw u r’ and it continued.

With some confusion adding up in my thoughts, I immediately clicked into the chat and read the messages –

Gud morning dr

And then after a gap of exactly half minute the three messages were –

Ohh look who has woken up so early.. u came online at my first message? Yipppieee..
Dr reply na if u r online.. why r u not replying..
This is heights! I knw u r busy reading other msgs and not even bothered to reply me.. I hate u..
I quickly replied back to her asking an apology and said not spoil her mood in morning. Then I typed in a second line saying how beautiful that morning was and how I woke up thinking about her and the first thing that I saw opening my eyes was her message. My third line went like this –
How lucky I m to hve u as my girlfriend dr J
But by then everything had gone out of control. The boundary had been crossed by me and the barrier of her patience was broken. All in just thirty damn seconds! She replied back –
First tell me whose msg u wr busy readin? And I dnt need ur sry..
Without wasting any second, which I knew was the only way of making up her mind and saving this Sunday, I replied back and then there was a long chat that went on.
It was a msg from my frnd dr.. he had sent me a msg asking for some help.. I cudnt control my curiosity on wht he needed from me..
Ok fine.. go and reply him.. why r u replying me now?
I said na I m sry dr.. I really wantd to reply u first but that word help made me curious..
Yeah yeah always frnds r first for u.. the first thing I do aftr opening my eyes is to msg u with so much of luv and u dnt even care fr my msgs..
I said na dr I m sry
I dnt need ur sry.. plz stop sayng tat..
Arey then why dnt u understand.. wat if he was in some urgency? I haven’t even yet replied back to him and I m chatting with u.. my first msg of the day is to u.. why dnt u consider that?
No no I never understand na.. I dnt need it.. its u who r always understanding.. tat day I just replied back 2 mins late and u scolded me.. wat about tday?
Arey yaar.. that day i was asking u to whr u had reachd and I was at the signal and cudnt wait in the middle of road on my bike waiting fr ur msg and u wr busy chatting with frnds..
Yes right.. u r always right.. u always prove it.. u never consider me and my situation..
Why r u nt understanding.. lets not fight for this silly reasn.. lets not spoil this lovely morning.. come on smile now J
Yes I always fight.. I m the one who always fights and spoils ur days.. its my mistake tat I get up every morning and msg u first and expect ur reply.. I dnt want to smile.. u smile.. I fight na.. u smile..
And thus my dear readers, the chatting continued without any break. Even after trying my best to calm her down, I was unsuccessful. The chat went on covering all the possible topics that helped grow the quarrel and finally breaking down my patience too and throwing me out of my Sunday mood. But my temper resulted only in her anger getting multiplied and in turn I had to multiply my apologies.
It was only after a long half hour that her anger suddenly disappeared and she started planning to watch a Bollywood movie that noon in the nearby mall. But, by the time the chatting stopped the screen of my mobile was about to shatter, my fingers were about to fall off and my brain was about to explode and I started thinking if the weekdays itself are better than weekends if this was the case.
I lifted my head up towards the fan thinking of asking the same question to God but heard a voice, before I could ask, “Son, first thing, I am not in that fan right now and I still do not have answer to your question. Second thing, please get up now and be at the mall on time, else I won’t be able to save you from your girlfriend!
Links to my previous posts on Girlfriend(s) –

Wishing all my dear SundayReaders a wonderful Sunday...!
Comments Welcome...
Vishal…


Saturday, September 13, 2014

It’s a long long day – The Final Action! Finale!


As soon as I called him, he quickly turned and took a step back. I was sure he was taken aback by the surprise and it would take a moment for him to gulp down the surprise down his throat.

Before he could get out from that surprise and get alerted, I took my chance and said, “Sir, you took the wrong container”

“What?” he asked. His voice was a lot coarser than I had thought but I was prepared for anything by now.

“The container you took from the hotel is for someone else. Here, this is your daal. We were packing the food for three parties’ altogether and somehow they all got exchanged. Now when we checked we found that this container has twenty plates. The one you are carrying has more daal. It was meant for”

“Ok ok just give me that container. Don’t waste my time” he yelled back cutting me in between.

“Here sir, take this” I said handing him the box I had in my hand.

He quickly took it and gave me the box he was carrying in his bag and asked, “Are you new here?”

“Yes sir. I joined just few days back. I am actually from a nearby village and one of my uncles”

“Ok fine. I don’t want your story” he said, again cutting me in between.

Once he was sure he had placed the box correctly in his bag, he turned without even taking a second look at me and just walked away towards their house.

With a graceful smile of success on my face I slowly walked back. After a few quick steps, I turned back to assure he had gone out of my sight and then quickly walked to Praveen.

“So, how did it go? It wasn’t even more than two minutes” Praveen said.

“Yeah. It went smoother than we had thought. That guy, as we had guessed, was just a worker who wanted to make sure he carried the right box and dint even waste time for a second look.”

“Obviously. He would have thought any small act from him or any questions would invite more suspicions and questions back on them”

“That’s right. And that is the exact reason why he was not even interest in any of the details, just took that box and almost sped away.”

“Then what you were talking?”

“Ah that. I was just taking my chance on acting a bit and tried to give him a story about how the boxes got exchanged and then how I joined this hotel”

“Rascal; you never leave a chance to act” Praveen said sitting down on the ground.

I too sat down along with him and said, smiling, “How can I? And we have a good news”

“What’s that?”

“I smelled alcohol from his mouth”

“So?”

“Soooooo my dear friend, the effect of that morphine mixed in their food will increase along with alcohol. So if they have already consumed alcohol or will be consuming now, the effect will increase and our worry of the quantity not being sufficient will be taken care by that alcohol”

“Wow! Finally we have some good news! Let them enjoy their alcohol and their food”

“Yeah, and lets wish all of them drink and enjoy!”

Praveen started laughing and I joined him.

Once we were done with our laughter and enjoying a nice little humor, we stood up and started walking towards the house. As we neared the end of the main road, I looked at Praveen and signaled him to stop.

“Let’s get on the top of that house where I was. We will just keep an eye on the house and watch for any activities we can”

He agreed to my plan, and wasting no time, slowly and stealthy, we got to the terrace of the house that was diagonally opposite to the house of the bad guys with green T-Shirts. Once we were up, Praveen took out his binoculars and took a careful 360 degree look. Once he gave me a green signal, I quickly setup my Sniper and was back to my half lying position in which was few hours back. It had already turned completely dark and we had to be extra careful in keeping our look on any activity around the house. Though we couldn’t get any view inside it, we had to be careful on the windows and doors and any clue that we could lay our hands on.

It was getting tougher and tougher to concentrate; especially with the growing hunger and the growing attacks from mosquitoes. We were armed with all the ammunitions and modern equipments for look out except a mosquito repellant and that had already made us realized how we had to be prepared for any of our future look outs. Both of us agreed that mosquitoes hurt as much as the bullets and to carry a repellant along with every bullet proof vest.

After a long long wait of around three hours, Praveen checked the time. It was already ten minutes past twelve.

“Its 12:10 AM. Shall we go a little closer? I feel they must have all completed their food by now”

“Let’s wait for some more time, just to be on the safer side” I said.

“Fine, let’s wait for another thirty minutes and then atleast I will take a closer look and then we can decide”

I nodded agreeing to his plan. And we continued looking at the house with eyes wide open and scratching our bodies every time a mosquito bit.

At 12:45 AM, Praveen stood up and pulled out his Colt and checked the magazine. He held it in his right hand and pulled up his pant to check another revolver was in its place.

“You keep a watch on me, I will just go down and scout the house and take a walk around it for any clues and voices.”

“No, don’t go behind where I cannot see you.”

“Okay”

A minute after I glued my eyes again to the view on the Sniper and targeted it at the entrance of house, I saw Praveen in it, walking stealthily towards the main door of the house from the entrance. Though it was pretty dark, a small zero watt bulb lighted at the side of the house was playing a vital part in helping us keep watch on the house and its doors and windows. He took a step to the door and put his ears to it. Then turning back at me he got down and walked to the right side of the house. He slowly walked along the right wall of the house and disappeared behind it.

“I had told you not to go behind the house” I yelled to myself thumping my fist on the terrace.

Quickly I took out my binoculars and kept looking at each side of the house and as guessed, he appeared back on the left side of the house. Once I saw him safe, I got back to the Sniper view and followed him all along the left side of the house until the entrance.

Within a minute, he was back on the terrace and said, “I guess we are safe. I did not hear any voice nor saw any light inside the house”

“Let’s not waste our time then. Finally it is time to attack” I said.

“How do you want to do it? From opposite ends or from same end?”

“We will have to break open the door. Let’s take our chance on only one door”

“Agreed”

Quickly I packed in the sniper into its bag and took out my semiautomatic pistol. Checking the magazine again I took out a tear gas tin just in case we needed and hung it on my belt. Praveen took out two submachines and handed me one while he hung one across his neck. I took the submachine from him and hung its belt across my neck and adjusted it so that I could quickly point it against me and take a shot.

Carrying the other bags, we silently stepped down and placed them securely under a tree near the house we had been sitting on. Once we were on the road, we took a careful look across the street to make sure there was no one around and then quickly walked into the entrance of the house.

I stepped up to the front door of the house and kept my ears to the door. It was sullen silent. There was absolutely no voice from inside the house. Praveen went to the window and tried pushing it open but was unsuccessful. With his nod, I pushed the door slowly on the top and then near the bottom. The door was locked on the top and also at the center. I pointed at the points where the door was locked and signaled two to Praveen. He stepped closer and whispered, “How will you open it? If we break it open they will know it was opened from outside”

“Let’s check the back door” I whispered back and we walked to the back door of the house.

I checked that door for the points where it was locked and found that it was locked only at the center of the door to the side wall. I signaled the point to Praveen and said, “Let me bring the iron hook we have in our bag”

Slowly walking over to the other side of the house, I crossed the road taking a careful look everywhere and searched our bags for the iron hook we had kept in. Picking up the hook of right length and strength and walked back to the door with my pistol still in hand.

Sliding the sharper and shorter edge of the hook inside the gap between door and wall where I had guessed the lock was. Then I made sure the hook went right where it had to be. Praveen touched my shoulder from behind and asked from my pistol. As soon as I gave him my pistol I held the longer end of the hook in both hands and took my position to force open the door while he took his position to attack anyone who could come in front of us any moment we opened the door. With all my strength I pulled the hook bar towards and it pushed the door lock in. With two more hard tries, I was successful but as soon as the screws in the lock gave up against my strength and the lock broke down, the door opened wide and in that force, it went back and hit the wall behind it with a thud. I placed the hook bar down and took my pistol from Praveen.

Both of us switched our torches on and stepped in the house. As soon as we entered the house, we saw the bathroom to our left and wall on our right. As we walked, we saw a room, probably the main drawing room of the house. There were few guys sleeping on the floor with the alcohol bottles lying everywhere. There were two doors on our right and a kitchen to our left. A look at the kitchen showed the empty box making sure that the food had been eaten. Praveen opened the first door that we came across and targeted the torch inside it. Our kidnapped RAW agent was tied up on a chair in the corner of that same room. Praveen stepped closer and took a neater look at him while I took a neater look around the room and saw the room full of boxes holding guns, submachines, AK rifles, and even grenades.  Praveen checked the agent’s pulse and showed his thumbs up at me. The agent was unconscious and had turned weaker.

That was the moment when we took our first relieved breath that day! We had found the kidnapped agent alive and were about to rescue him.

I quickly ran out of the room and locked the other room without even taking a look of what lay inside it. As I returned I saw Praveen untying the agent. I whispered in his ears and walked to the entrance of the room and kept a watch on the drawing room. Once Praveen held the agent against him and dragged him out of the room, I helped him hold the agent and we quickly lifted the agent from there till the back of the house. I then walked back to the back door and searched for the fallen screws. As I found the screws, I took out the Swiss knife from my pocket and fixed the lock and tightened the screws. I checked the door for any marks from the hook and making sure there weren’t any major damages on the door that proved the door to be forced open from outside, I again took out my pistol and helped Praveen carry the agent outside into the road.

Once we were on the road, we placed the agent across one of the jeep that blocked our view from the house. Quickly picking up our bags, we carried the agent and walked as quickly as we could till the main road and then towards the school. Once we were in the school ground, we tried to wake him up but we were unlucky.

“I have an anti sedative for morphine and can inject him with that to help him recover from the effect of that. It might help him turn conscious. But first, let’s go to the car.”

“Yes, that will be safe. But what if he has not eaten the food?” Praveen asked.

“Yes right. We will directly take him to a hospital” I said.

We again lifted the agent and walked to the car as quickly as we could. The time was already 2:10 AM and there was no one on the streets of Narayanpur nor did we see any lights inside any house.
Once we reached our car, we placed the agent in the back seat. Without waiting for him to wake up, Praveen quickly started the car and started driving back towards Honnavar while I sat back holding the agent.

“It must have been a very long day for you both” Ram said, as we sat outside a local clinic that where we had admitted the agent.

The agent had gained consciousness on the way to Honnavar but still was very weak and in no state to understand or explain us anything. We had called up our Chief on the way to provide first hand updates on the successful mission and then had called Ram to update him about the mission and the condition of the agent. We had then driven straight to Ram’s house and along with him we had taken the agent and admitted him to a local clinic for all the required medical attention. We had then spent few minutes giving him the details and the updates required for the paper works and the reporting of the mission.

Praveen looked at his watch which and said, “It has been exactly 24 hours since we started this day but yes this day has been a very long long day” and turned towards me with a broad smile of satisfaction and victory on his face.

I smiled back at him and checked my watch which showed 3:00 AM.

Yes, it had been exactly 24 hours since the day had started for us, but it felt like we had spent 24 days since we had woken up and started our day. Yes, it had been long long day! Sorry, it had been a damn long long successful day with the mission successful and a life saved! After all that’s how spies spend their day!

As the Spy Series ends, I would request all my Dear Sunday Readers to drop their valuable comments and feedbacks below… Your likes and shares would also matter a lot for me and the mission which just ended successfully…

Vishal…


Saturday, September 6, 2014

It’s a long long day – Action Continues… Step Two…


It was exactly 9 PM when we saw a man wearing green T-Shirt enter the hotel. He neither sat down nor talked to anyone. Even the few people present inside the hotel, including the owner, did not speak to him. Within the next two minutes, we saw him holding the container and a small bag, probably holding the rotis, turn away from the hotel and walk towards the other end of the village towards the house we had targeted.

We had already collected our food, in similar way, daal in a container and roti rolled into a bag. And since we had gained that extra time before anyone from that group would come to collect the food, we had utilized this time in finding a perfect spot for hiding ourselves from where we could easily and safely keep an eye on the hotel entrance and also could watch the main road that led to the other end of the village where that house was.

Once we had got that place, we had wasted no time and had quickly mixed the morphine into the daal making sure it did not change the taste and odor of the daal. I even dipped my finger and slurped in a little of the daal just to be certain of that. Even though I was sure that the drug would not be lethal to the life; a little intake from myself confirmed me more than I already was. But now the only worry I had was – the quantity was enough only to turn ten people unconscious and here we had twenty of them. But this was one chance that had to be taken and we had decided to take this risk and go ahead with this uncertainty.

As we saw him walk away from the hotel, we kept waiting till he was at a certain distance from the hotel from where he wouldn’t get a clear view of the hotel nor would think of walking back to it. Also he wouldn’t have much help from any of the street lights. Darkness and the distance from the hotel would give him lesser options and he wouldn’t be on his guard ready to tackle anything that would hit him suddenly. Moreover, being nearer to his house would not take him off guard. He was walking slowly but steadily and by the way he walked, it was very much clear that he had no suspicions or there was anything that needed some special attention. It seems that the group had based in this village since months and were ascertained that they had nothing to worry about and no one to fear from and they were under no radar. It had become a routine life for them.

He reached a point where we had more benefit. The light was on our side giving him a bit of darkness and the distance from the hotel was also fair enough that he wouldn’t think of going back to the hotel or risk picking up something else back to his group. With one glance at Praveen, I nodded at him and stood up. He nodded back and asked, “Are you ready to do this?”

“Yes, at any cost” I replied back.

“All the best. I will be watching over from here. Just raise your hand or drop this container if you want to alarm me and I will be there. I will have my gun ready.”

“Thanks. Hopefully there shouldn’t be any need for that” I said and walked over to the person holding the container in my hand.

As I neared him, I noticed the person whom I was going to approach was atleast half foot taller than me and a lot weightier. His body stretched in all directions making him look like a giant from behind. If we had to combat then pretty sure he would have an upper hand, but still I had a backup.

With a hundred thoughts running around my brain, I finally approached him and with a distance of two steps I called, “Sir”


What would happen next?

Vishal…