RADHS IN DOHA….

Guys…. Radhika landed back… yes… On 5th April….. she had called me on 4th telling me about her arrival… I offered to pick her up but she said that it will be late in night so she will hire a taxi nd go and will call me on 6th….

But do u expect me to sit back at home…. I was at airport arrival to give her a pleasant surprise… Her plane had landed nd she cud be out in next half an hour…

There she is…. Pulling her trolley bag besides her and walking straight towards exit… She din’t see me so I thought to startle her by going around her….

“Oye Kidaan…!! Haan vai hows U???”

Radhs turned around nd her face was more of a shock expression than a surprise which I expected…. “You… You r here? Oh GoD… I had tld you na not to come…. My aunt…!!!”

Before she could complete her sentence, a lady in her fifties, wearing a sari and with a air bag was standing next to both of us…. Looking towards Radhs in a questionable look she asked “Aarrranu moley…? (who’s he?)

Radhs… totally blank faced kept on staring on me… I could see that she was still recovering from shock… I had to do something to help her but what… nd the bulb glowed… “Hey!! So u r cumin from vacation… gr8… how was it?” (like I din’t know that she was in kerala)…

She got my plan (thank god that gals use brain sometimes)
“Yeah jst landed” saying this she turned towards that lady saying “Ammai, ivan Prasanth, ende office de client aa… malayalee aa… (Aunt he is Prashant… Our Office client, he is a mallu)….

Aunty looked at me with a doubtfull face…. I smiled back and said “Namaskaram, njan ende oru friendiney drop chiyaan vanadha… appol aa radhikaey kandathu… (I came to drop my friend and was going back wen I saw u ppl)….

“Hello…” she was least interested to meet… then she looked at Radhs and asked “can we go now?”

“How r u going? If u want I can drop u….?” I offered my services to aunty…

Radhs was givin me expressions frm eyes to avoid the drop service… but I had already asked nd I had to stand on it…. :P

“No, Thanks” said aunty… “We will take a Taxi. It will be trouble for u”

I said “Ok… as u say.. but I have no problem nd it is already 10… it will be costly as now it will be double charge… I live in Abu Hamour and ur place will be on the way… No issues…”

“Oh! You know where we live?”

I din’t expect that coming from aunty… and I could see in radhs eyes that she will kill me….

“No, I mean abu hamour is one corner, nd any place will be on d way…” I dnt know if I escaped that kill by aunty…”

but now radhs intruded…

“Ammai, lets go… already I am tired… chalo pls…”

Now Ammai had no choice… she nodded and I escorted them to my car….

In car, as we drove, there was total silence… Now, I realized if I took them straight to their place without asking the address we will be caught… So I tld radhs to guide me to road…

To start a conversation, I asked aunty “aunty, u work here…?”

“Yes, I m a senior nurse at Hamad. What do you do other than dropping and picking people from Airport…?”

She was ready to Kill me… Dnt know why? But I had to escape…

“Hahaha… I am a team Leader in Nokia.”

“nd how do you know Radhs…”

“Ammai, I tld u na, they are our clients… We do promotions with them on Doha Souq…” radhs came for the saving….

Then we started business talks to avoid ammai… Hows the sale on Doha souq, any new promos… and all this…. Nd we reached their home…. I dropped them and was a quick good bye…

Today morning Radhs called me and we were both laughing at the incident that happened…
“Now c’mon yaar how cud I know that ur ammai will be there at airport” I asked her…

“I wanted to tell u wen I called u on 4th… but ammai was there also… waise bhi she is very suspicious that whom I call in Qatar and if she knows that we used to meet, she gonna make a mess of it in home… she loves me a lot na…”

“yeah.. yeah… the love was killing me…”

“So she is now back to office…??”

“yes… but now she will be more vigil on me… kyunki she has never seen me talking to any guy like this… she tld me yesterday also that I was extra friendly with you…. Wats goin on…”

“What did u say…? Waise is there sumthing goin on?” I asked cunningly…

“yeah yeah… u dream it… chalo bye… lots of work pending due to my leave… Will see ya soon…”

“Bye.. take care… say hello to ammai” I said…

“Yeah I will (laughing)” saying this she disconnected….
SO my friend RADHS is back…. Nd rocking…. Will update you thing time to time…

My Screw Ups....

Me and God have a fun relation. When I used to be small, ma parents used to take me to temple and tell me to fold hands, close your eyes and wish whatevr u want… God listens and then blesses u for your dreams…. I dnt know wen I started to believe that god is a friend of yours and we never need to tell him that we need this… they say that god is everywhere and resides in ur heart so why to wish anything… The only thing I started to say when I used to be temple or any place where I pray, “Hey God!... how r u? (I believed that we go and tell him our problems, who will ask his troubles. Although he nvr shared ne of troubles to me). Please bless everyone and keep everyone happy. (becoz I was tld by someone that if some one prays for u god processes it fast. When I used to say everyone, it included me also so no special prayers for me).

Apart from that there was one more thing I usually add. Top secret which I think God took seriously. I use to say If you wanna trouble someone, try me but keep everyone happy.

Why I am saying that these words were taken seriously becoz lately I realized that whatever I do or work on ends to a screw up. Although somehow I can’t stop laughing wen all this happens. That will be another feature added to my character by him. :-P

But my friends get mad nd frustrated… wat to do they r with me…. But that is another aspect which GOD has always kept in mind. They have given me some very good friends who stand with me even wen I m in a deep shit. Little complaints r always there but in the end they r with me…. :-P

Why am I writing this all becoz recently I started reviewing screw ups of my life… thot of writing it as a record for future generation… General day to day activities are now normal for me… nd if write it will be same for you…. Whatever route I take or suggest has traffic… the road may be closed for some repairs…. Blah blah blah!!!! This happenes to almost everyone…

Some uncommon are like wheneva I have money to send to india (large amount, small amt I nvr see rate for that) the exchange rate will be at the bottom… after cumin to Qatar the lowest exchange rate was 12 .40 INR for 1 Qar… today it is 12.19…. nd still dipping… :P

Neways that all is normal But these ones are funny….

I still remem my Engg. Drwng Exam in 2nd Sem of my Diploma… I completed my paper in One hour nd friend behind me was struggling to draw the lines straight…. We exchanged sheets, I drew his answers also… exchanged them successfully… No one caught us… No troubles… successfully cheated…. Were very proud of our friendship nd fooling the invigilators…

Result came: I flunked in that paper nd my friend passed…. Still we dnt know how that happened…. Nd till date I can’t stop laughing on that…

Some that happened with my friends….

When I was new in Qatar, I used to move around with on Mr. R (dnt wanna name neone)… From the time I started moving around with him, his car started to have accidents… it was like his car is parked nd then also ppl will come and hit him…. Nd the funny part of all this was every time Police blamed the mistake on him…. So that means repairs from own pocket…. We never realized that it was my effect or so but later wen I got my own transport till date he had not even a single accident….

To add more strength to that, one of the safest driver we have seen in qatar Mr. J asked me to accompany him to a mall… we entered parking lot… a hummer was in front of us… suddenly what happened to the driver, she reversed and BOOM… the front of our car gone….. Now that’s wat KISMAT is all about…. From that day ppl think twicebefor giving me lift….

Window Cracking

This was another comic experience…. But a very costly affair… Mr. R brought his brother in law’s Pathfinder…. He was teasing us showing the keys when my friend A snatched the keys nd threw it to me… We both ran in the car sat and started to drive…
Pls note the speed… may be 5 Kmph…nd moved hardly 10 mtrs… I saw Mr. R running behind us (in rear mirror)… I felt pity and applied breaks…

Thud!!... A was not wearing belt… nd he was looking behind… when I applied brake he was disbalanced nd his head hit windshield… but he was still laughing which showed it was paining but fine…. The next scene was shocking… there was a crack in the windshield… Very visible to naked eye… We shunted out 1400 QAR to get it changed (15000 INR)…. But what we r still confused is what was A’s head made of…. J


MY 5 day short Vacation….

My vacations were due in May.. then also I got it approved from management in Feb…. It was ma bro’s marriage… and the wedding dress was purchased by me…. All packed, I was excited to leave…. One day more to go and my boss come and tells me that I have to cancel my vacations… Some important work where I need to be present… had an argument, day long debate nd was allowed to go for 5 days… to attend marriage…

I sat at airport telling myself… this is the limit, my vacation got cancelled, I was failed in driving license test without even asking anything, I have only 5 days but now I will hav a smooth flight nd njoi the party… I purchased some chocolates for my nephews nd nieces.. filled them in my bag nd was zipping it… the zip came in my hand… J
It was funny scene me sitting at airport and transferring my clothes in to newly purchased 200 riyal bag which I cud get outside for 50 bucks….


Well I m not writing more or I will make u ppl fall asleep or not be friends with me NEMORE…. Secondly u mite think “this is nothing… I have a better one…”

Waise wateva it is, i still believe God is with me and takes care of me...