Bang On!
Check my train status. Right now. C'mon! Open the window. On
the address bar write www.indianrail.gov.in and on the top right corner
of the page you need to click and select PNR status. Do it and tell me
back in two minutes. In addition, see the seat capacity and choose a
seat number if the option is given. Preferably, select the AC, sleeper
class ticket. Okay, do it fast; I'm putting the phone on hold.
Okay, brother. Wait, while I check and update you. Said, Rajeev to his elder brother Sushil who was enquiring for his aunty.
In the meanwhile, Sushil kept the call on hold and simultaneously talked to his business partner over a quarrel. At one place, Rajeev was waiting with the train details. No phone rang. He remained there, facing his laptop screen and feeling dizzy. Wishing to catch sleep, but it wasn't to be. His big brother had asked a favour, so he had to stand to it first than letting any other thought splash up.
At the same time, Rajeev got to read the messages on his whatsapp and felt even more tired of them. He was fed-up of unknown people calling him on the name of acquaintances and wishing to talk for a long-long time, as if they had been best friends at a point of time. Clenched in thoughts in the out pour of dismay, he fled from his room to the outside lanes. Then, left for the park all ready to fire back on his brother because his phone was busy, whereas he had been waiting for one hour. He didn't sleep but at late night drew out, to sense fresh breeze and sound solace in it's real mattresses. The roads were wet, after the rain, the breeze was cooler. He was for a moment in stark illusion, over what really was to be meant of technology. Technology is beautiful if used to its necessity. But when, it sits on mind; it makes a person crazy and lets the person to doldrums.
His brother called, he picked it up. And telling the details he had remembered, after gazing at the laptop screen, he took a backseat. No brother, I no longer have it with me, my laptop. I'm sorry, I just can't tell you any further details than this. When his brother expressed his wrath further upon him, he replied in similar equations, I don't care really and bye!
This was after years when he had reacted in this way. That too, with his elder brother. For the reason being, technology. He was left to nowhere and cried within his heart, all alone in the midnight hours, sensing breeze and peace away from the world of internet.
His brother called up again. Hey, Rajeev. What's up? I'm asking for aunty's sake, you nincompoop. I will slap you idiot. Now, open your phone's internet and tell me again, fast. Check the new railway updates.
Hello, brother. I need sometime. I'm sorry. At the call centre today, I had to do extra work as an employee was on leave. I am not well, need sometime. You can check for it in the cyber-cafe near our house. You know, they are open 24/7. Seek their help or call on the toll free number of the railways. With this, he banged down the phone.
He came back home after a brisk walk in the adjacent park and the corresponding lanes. Once he reached, he switched off the wi-fi and in no time he swarmed to sleep. As soon as the sunlight in the morning reached his room, he got up; hearing the birds chirp. The door bell ran to his ears at the same time. He looked out at who was standing right outside. It was his cab-driver, telling him that he was running late for work and it was urgent for him to reach the office as another employee was on leave and he had to settle in for their work. He passed a pleasant grin as if ready for the day, again with the callers asking for help after getting their telephone lines stuck by the flashing rain the preceding day.
Sir, I have planned an engineer's visit to your place. Could you please tell me a definite time, you look forward to expect the engineer?
What's the problem with you people. Your network is shit!
Sir, the lines have got corroded, I'm very sorry. I will get your line fixed.
Okay, send the person by noon. Okay?
Yes, please! Thank you!
Yeah, go to hell! The caller replied.
Rajeev had no break that day, even in his lunch time, he had to work. His job was over by the evening. Rajeev chose to walk back home, rather than taking the bus. It rained yet again and he kept searching for his laptop, just in case it got wet. That sent wrong signals, because it was the company's laptop. There was insurance for the laptop, but still; the insurance company covered less claims, as it's reputed for its very nature. The bad was yet to come, the laptop stopped working. He had to answer some clients on the internet, that was to be possible only with the use of laptop. Now, he was in trouble.
Rajeev presented his case to his higher officers, who took it forward to the insurance company. Whereas, the company backfired after understanding that the loss was much. They complained of inadequate care of the laptop. It was disheartening for the man who was working long hours, that too after he handled the work of three people. He lost his senses at one stage, and started moving here and there. Finally he came back home two days after it had rained and that he had lost his laptop. He felt, he had drawn himself into the pit-hole by his own misguided efforts of helping others and losing on his front. Emotions overplayed for him. He was to pay to the company, the half price of a brand new laptop. He gave his employers a wry look and left for home, once he called it a day; and as the working hours were over. Getting back home, he reached for the bed directly.
He woke up at night. All of a sudden, he found a letter that must have been pushed from beneath the door. In his lost thoughts, he oversaw the letter covering of ICICI bank. Rajeev's bank statement added to the vows. He couldn't believe the over-ranging figures standing on the bank statement. Now, he had to pay a visit to the bank too. Going to the ATM, at night, he checked for the ATM mini statement and reread the similar figures once again. Was life a tragedy, that all of a sudden problems had to augment. Life was sick, he thought for a moment!
Reema, his mother called him and told him that she withdrew quite a sum from his account. He was relieved. Rajeev knew where the money was. His mother could sense fatigue in his voice and asked the reason. Rajeev told her, all that he had been going through in the past days. About how much work he had to do. His mother told him not to worry, as these times were tough and gave him immense strength saying that this time shall pass too, giving him strength. Rajeev paid his dues to the insurance company and in a day, his co-workers started coming and once again, he was all hail. They expressed their sincere apologies for making him do a lot of work that was not his.
In fewer days, Rajeev was offered a better job in another company. He left the call centre, and joined a bank. With experience came, all the delight. He had got a new job, newer world with a better working environment. At the position of the "Customer care provider", Rajeev was given the task that he well did. It was all he did with excitement and from the times, he lost his cool; he was gaining objectivity in his life.
With technology came the realization that life was interesting if you were willing enough to entertain it in that way. From the pit falls, to the lowly arcade of life; there had to be hope, an expectation. His mother used to often say, "On hopes, the world lives." Life was once again, a beautiful realization and he was glad what he got, he deserved in his life.
Okay, brother. Wait, while I check and update you. Said, Rajeev to his elder brother Sushil who was enquiring for his aunty.
In the meanwhile, Sushil kept the call on hold and simultaneously talked to his business partner over a quarrel. At one place, Rajeev was waiting with the train details. No phone rang. He remained there, facing his laptop screen and feeling dizzy. Wishing to catch sleep, but it wasn't to be. His big brother had asked a favour, so he had to stand to it first than letting any other thought splash up.
At the same time, Rajeev got to read the messages on his whatsapp and felt even more tired of them. He was fed-up of unknown people calling him on the name of acquaintances and wishing to talk for a long-long time, as if they had been best friends at a point of time. Clenched in thoughts in the out pour of dismay, he fled from his room to the outside lanes. Then, left for the park all ready to fire back on his brother because his phone was busy, whereas he had been waiting for one hour. He didn't sleep but at late night drew out, to sense fresh breeze and sound solace in it's real mattresses. The roads were wet, after the rain, the breeze was cooler. He was for a moment in stark illusion, over what really was to be meant of technology. Technology is beautiful if used to its necessity. But when, it sits on mind; it makes a person crazy and lets the person to doldrums.
His brother called, he picked it up. And telling the details he had remembered, after gazing at the laptop screen, he took a backseat. No brother, I no longer have it with me, my laptop. I'm sorry, I just can't tell you any further details than this. When his brother expressed his wrath further upon him, he replied in similar equations, I don't care really and bye!
This was after years when he had reacted in this way. That too, with his elder brother. For the reason being, technology. He was left to nowhere and cried within his heart, all alone in the midnight hours, sensing breeze and peace away from the world of internet.
His brother called up again. Hey, Rajeev. What's up? I'm asking for aunty's sake, you nincompoop. I will slap you idiot. Now, open your phone's internet and tell me again, fast. Check the new railway updates.
Hello, brother. I need sometime. I'm sorry. At the call centre today, I had to do extra work as an employee was on leave. I am not well, need sometime. You can check for it in the cyber-cafe near our house. You know, they are open 24/7. Seek their help or call on the toll free number of the railways. With this, he banged down the phone.
He came back home after a brisk walk in the adjacent park and the corresponding lanes. Once he reached, he switched off the wi-fi and in no time he swarmed to sleep. As soon as the sunlight in the morning reached his room, he got up; hearing the birds chirp. The door bell ran to his ears at the same time. He looked out at who was standing right outside. It was his cab-driver, telling him that he was running late for work and it was urgent for him to reach the office as another employee was on leave and he had to settle in for their work. He passed a pleasant grin as if ready for the day, again with the callers asking for help after getting their telephone lines stuck by the flashing rain the preceding day.
Sir, I have planned an engineer's visit to your place. Could you please tell me a definite time, you look forward to expect the engineer?
What's the problem with you people. Your network is shit!
Sir, the lines have got corroded, I'm very sorry. I will get your line fixed.
Okay, send the person by noon. Okay?
Yes, please! Thank you!
Yeah, go to hell! The caller replied.
Rajeev had no break that day, even in his lunch time, he had to work. His job was over by the evening. Rajeev chose to walk back home, rather than taking the bus. It rained yet again and he kept searching for his laptop, just in case it got wet. That sent wrong signals, because it was the company's laptop. There was insurance for the laptop, but still; the insurance company covered less claims, as it's reputed for its very nature. The bad was yet to come, the laptop stopped working. He had to answer some clients on the internet, that was to be possible only with the use of laptop. Now, he was in trouble.
Rajeev presented his case to his higher officers, who took it forward to the insurance company. Whereas, the company backfired after understanding that the loss was much. They complained of inadequate care of the laptop. It was disheartening for the man who was working long hours, that too after he handled the work of three people. He lost his senses at one stage, and started moving here and there. Finally he came back home two days after it had rained and that he had lost his laptop. He felt, he had drawn himself into the pit-hole by his own misguided efforts of helping others and losing on his front. Emotions overplayed for him. He was to pay to the company, the half price of a brand new laptop. He gave his employers a wry look and left for home, once he called it a day; and as the working hours were over. Getting back home, he reached for the bed directly.
He woke up at night. All of a sudden, he found a letter that must have been pushed from beneath the door. In his lost thoughts, he oversaw the letter covering of ICICI bank. Rajeev's bank statement added to the vows. He couldn't believe the over-ranging figures standing on the bank statement. Now, he had to pay a visit to the bank too. Going to the ATM, at night, he checked for the ATM mini statement and reread the similar figures once again. Was life a tragedy, that all of a sudden problems had to augment. Life was sick, he thought for a moment!
Reema, his mother called him and told him that she withdrew quite a sum from his account. He was relieved. Rajeev knew where the money was. His mother could sense fatigue in his voice and asked the reason. Rajeev told her, all that he had been going through in the past days. About how much work he had to do. His mother told him not to worry, as these times were tough and gave him immense strength saying that this time shall pass too, giving him strength. Rajeev paid his dues to the insurance company and in a day, his co-workers started coming and once again, he was all hail. They expressed their sincere apologies for making him do a lot of work that was not his.
In fewer days, Rajeev was offered a better job in another company. He left the call centre, and joined a bank. With experience came, all the delight. He had got a new job, newer world with a better working environment. At the position of the "Customer care provider", Rajeev was given the task that he well did. It was all he did with excitement and from the times, he lost his cool; he was gaining objectivity in his life.
With technology came the realization that life was interesting if you were willing enough to entertain it in that way. From the pit falls, to the lowly arcade of life; there had to be hope, an expectation. His mother used to often say, "On hopes, the world lives." Life was once again, a beautiful realization and he was glad what he got, he deserved in his life.
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