A Trip to an 'UV..'

Writing about one's life is not all that easy. I used to wonder its just pen and paper that is needed for writing. OK.. MS-Word, currently.. But the point is, it actually takes lot more than that. Sometimes you actually can't even remember what had happened at a particular point of time in your life. And especially when life is not full of struggles, fights and finally big success stories unlike all the famous people who generally get penned down by themselves or the others.

When I thought of blogging, the whole idea was to put down some of the best moments in life so that I can recreate the memories and also my friends can read about them as they have equally been part of those wonderful moments. But just after few posts I found that its quite difficult to actually think. First the struggle is to find the time out of your ususal boring life to write or even think for that matter. Then if somehow you start thinking, then you simply cant think. It becomes a task like climbing Everest. Actually the fight is to write what everyone may like. Anyways, lets see what I could think of this time.

A small instance, when I traveled across some cities around Bangalore. Or Towns I should say. Well, Actually I am undecided, whether to call 'this place' a Town or City or an Urban Village(referred to as UV, hereafter) :)

Here is a detailed description in brief:

- Muddy Streets (after the overnight rain)

- Knee Height Water

- Multi-lingual people (a very few know Hindi)

- Almost everyone knows everyone (someone told me this is because most of the people are born and brought up here so they know each other)

- No questions asked further!(by me ofcourse)

- No. of Colleges or Educational Institutions looked more than no. of students (atleast I felt, And trust me all of them looked so full as if a whole India comes to that place to study)

- Finally, the Most Popular Hotel in that UV -> Nrupthunga Hotel (Its like a bad swear word coming from deep inside the heart when you are literally pissed off, I mean what kind of name is that, anyways).

• My train reached early morning, Infact it wasn't so early, around 0600hrs and there were three people sleeping outside the hotel gate, in a row, completely covering themselves with white blankets like 'dead bodies'. It scared my *** off.
• Canteen on the top floor with ceilings pouring with rain water.
• AC works slower than a Fan and as warm as a blower.
• Beds, though arranged, but the mattereses felt like someone has just moved the whole cotton inside it, to one side and placed a Dark Red velvet like Bed sheet on it to make it look attractive. (Trust me I thought for about Half an hour before even sitting on it also).
• A Mini Fridge as well, which had some Cool Drinks(actually supposed to be cold) and some Beer types bottles but, I guess all that stuff was atleast 6 months old. I mean whole look gave a hint that nobody has visited that place for a long time. I actually started wondering if the place was haunted.

The only thing good was the Bathroom.

1. Nice and good quality(shining) tile floor,
2. Shower with Hot and Warm Water facility(Actually I din't get the guts to try out hot water),
3. A Brand New Mirror over the Wash Basin,
4. New Soaps neatly kept, Good smelling English Toilet. And the best thing
5. A very heavy Aluminium Bucket with very big aluminium lotta(I don't know how to tell in English) instead of a usual Mug. Atleast it made me Smile. :)

But after all it was a nice experience. Of course some small problems like:

• Printer not working when I wanted to check out. 4 people sweat their asses off to make it work, but Mr. Printer had other plans and wasn't ready to throw it out.
• No Generator in case of PowerCut. CPU started crying due to overload in 5 minutes.

I guess if Ramsay Brothers have to come back and make a horror movie, guess I can suggest a nice place to shoot. :)

PS: The views expressed above are completely owned by only one person and thats me. Don't mean to offend anyone. People may like what I didn't. :)