THE SPRING OF LIFE

Disclaimer: All the opinions, characters, incidents expressed in this story are my own and are a result of the way in which my filmy mind interprets a particular situation. if i have inadvertently and unintentionally hurt someone through this story, well, I'm sorry for you wrong perception. 

Before I start, I want to tell you that this story narrates "the journey of different stages of life"., maybe some aspects of my personal life are a bit and then & there I will share about #nammaBangalore with my experience. But this is my story. So take it easy. People close to me know that I am not a avid blogger. However, i really tried to give my best to stir up the inner Engineering in me. Probably, my former English teacher going to scream after reading this. I'm a budding writer also not a storyteller. So, don't Expect much!

  

Play 1: Crack the cloud

Come on Bob! Wake up! Wake Up! its time. . Slowly, my hearing sensation got something unusual which intimates my brain to check out the time. yes! its 8 am. My smartphone looks dead as like every morning. Where is my charger bob! oh shit. No power.

I really hate BESCOM for their poor scheduling power cut. Unscheduled power cuts are common in Summer. My laziness + power cuts = worst situation always.

Awwwwh! it was  8.15 am, forgot to tell that, i have a interview on 10 am and this was my 50th interview. Do i failed in 49 interviews. Never, 49 Employer failed to hire me, "There is always a better way for everything" my boss favorite quote.  

I rushed myself to washroom,its already Houseful. No panic, after attending sequence of interviews. I experienced to stay cool to face any kind of situation. Nothing can be done with frustration and unusual anger basically it will make us low. Someone is Sobbing, Omg! 8.30 am. This is like everyday alarm. There was a child near my Home, she use to cry noisily whenever his dad leaves to office. Its not a good sign, even though the man will react normally and kiss his child on forehead and will leave home with a smile.

Come on Bob! Complete the shit and come fast ...
Bob: Idiot, i came out even before 10 mins.
Me: okay. Machi Cool.

My interview file looked weird, It almost attained its retirement age and hardly need some rest OOPS it was 8.35 am.

Finally, rushed to make my daily routines. Even this time, i used to wear my lucky shirt (white with sky blue mixed with thin stripes). I feel this was my lucky shirt (a ray of hope - because my favorite color) but this had disappointed me more then 20 times. shit! this would be the last chance for this shirt. if this fails for this time then damn sure, going to give Voluntary retirement.
Cool buddy! we will make it. shirt replied with silence.

As of sudden, the clock sounds hardly, aah aah aaah clock Mourning (this is my friend work - He customized some naught sounds) this resembles 9 am. (I will introduce this character later)

Run run run! 60 mins for interview.

I want to travel from yeswanthpur to some business park . Oops its was hardly 18 km.
It will take more than a hr, Because, we are in  #NammaBengaluru. . .

Traffic Traffic Traffic!

It was 10 mins Walk from my residence to reach Bus stop. Tea and piece of bread is my
breakfast today. Have a sip of tea with Half bread..aawwww! what a piece of combination.
Its struct and I sucks.

A beautiful girl was walking along the same road, you know something this is a good sign for interview my mind peaks and my heart pumps. oh my god! her curvy cotton
lips opened up to say something and her eyes popped on me. I was stunned to see her reaction.

knock, knock!
Cyclist jammed me. shit!shit!shit!
55 mins left.

(to be continued) Patience please.