Showing posts with label lust. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lust. Show all posts

Wednesday, 22 May 2013

A night without a movie - I

'Sir, the stocks are down. We have to do some thing' - Vasudev, chief stock analyst is telling me about the last weeks analysis.

'Let us introduce a new product which make us stand still in the market. What about a new and trendy operating system which is far better than android?' I had a solution for every crisis.

'Sir, it is a good idea but we have to increase the reach of our current products too. sir can I go now?'

Vasudev left my room. I looked at my designation board. It said 'Manu Prasad (CEO Nexgen corp.)'. Yah I am Manu Prasad. Son of Prasad and Kalyani born in a south Indian district 'Palakkad' who were struggling to earn their living in the midst of teaching me. I studied till my 10th in a village school in ottapalam and then came my life most riskiest moments. From here my life took its terrible turns from love to lost and terrific days became part of my living. My father came from an aristocrat family so that he owned so much revenue. Till my 10th I had least friends.

Suddenly my office phone began to rang. I took the call.

'Hello'

'Hello is this Mr. Manu Prasad?'

'Yah'

' I am calling from Google. Myself Raj Mohan, Sir. Your payment for project 'elixir' was remitted to your bank account in ICICI bank sir. The amount paid is 1.35 Cr' 

'Thank you my friend for acknowledging the payment.'

'Thank you sir. Have a good day.'

'Sir your car has arrived.' Ganesh anna told me while I hung the phone. Ganesh is my peon. But I call him 'anna'  because he had a large experience in life than anyone in my corporate. I took staircase from the office which is in the 8th floor of the building to ground because sometimes I feel myself a communist that the energy I use in my lift could make glow 10 bulbs in a rural village. This is what make me love myself. While I reached the ground the security of the building is holding the key of my car. It is almost 6 in the evening and it is raining. I took the key from the security and I didn't know his name because he is a new joint in the firm. My car took a swish turning and entered the NH. Now I am travelling back home in Trivandrum. Before that I have to pick my best friends from two branches of my firm too. They are my best friends and my parts of my life. When I reached the front of Vrindavan gardens Hari was waiting for me. Then he took the driving seat by just telling me he will drive and not another word. Then the rain made me think my past. My life till I made all this. 

Car zoomed through the highway and My memories began.

(will be continued...)

Tuesday, 21 May 2013

A night without a movie - Preface

I, Vivek and Sreeni planed for a movie named 'da thadiya'. It was the day before christmas and the story of a life began there. This story is what i am going to tell you in a flow of words. I were riding my honda shine and he his Activa. We dashed to the kalabhavan theatre, but there hung the housefull board. Vivek were riding with me. We took the vehicles and increased the speed to get tickets from kairali because it is just 3 mins from kalabhavan. I thought Sreeni was also racing because not to late for the movie and it is almost 9'o clock night. I merely missed a collision with a santro car while I tried to overtake Sreeni. But he directly came back to home. Vivek bought the tickets and we together waited for Sreeni. But he didn't arrive. So I phoned him.

'Where are you dude?'

'I reached home. Where are you fucking now?' Replied Sreeni with an irritating voice.

'Dude we took the tickets here at kairali. Are you coming or not?'

'Sell my ticket and you both enjoy the movie'

'What! are you mad?'

'No dude. I am least interested in riding back for the movie.'

I thought that night was not a good one for me because i missed the movie. But the truth was different. We took ride back to home after a long struggle to sell the tickets and at last we sold it.

'What ass in the fucking world made your interest down while we risked our life's to get the tickets?' i asked Sreeni with my lost temper.

'I asked to sell my ticket and why did you guys didn't enjoy the movie.'

'Because we are not interested in execute the plan without the planner is there. Lets go to shangumukham.' Said Vivek suddenly.

Shangumukham is a beach nearer to the Trivandrum city. It is just 5 kilometers away from our home. We usually hangout there whenever we have a change in mood. It may be stressed or happy or anything we will have a reason to go there. We even worlds scariest topics from creation of something from nothing to string theory there. Our favourite subjects ranges from science and politics to girls! We all are admirers of arts and sports. Our tastes were different but we were bonded with one thing friendship. Sreeni loves classical music and classical dance form and some times i thought he should have born in early 50's. But god has a uniqueness in his creations. Another thing we three are interested in is knowledge. We are interested in anything below and above the sky from Isadora, creator of modern dance, to Steve Jobs and Alexander Turin founders of Apple and modern computers. We love pyramid to Madhura Meenakshi temple. These all come under our discussion while enjoy the night beauty of sky mating the sea.

'Start the vehicle dude. Are you day dreaming?' Sreeni tried to wake up from my thoughts about losing the movie.

'Dude I need more Petrol. Bike is going to stop in midway.' Since am an engineering student i don't have any money because my parents are least interested in giving me pocket money.

'I will pay for it dude. Come on lets have a feast for the birth of Jesus too.' Vivek insisted me to go and kick started my story.

We had our food from a local food shop which we call the shop as 'tattukada'. After food we rode to the petrol outlet at pattor. On the way I asked Vivek and Sreeni- 'Guys what about smashing a story?'.

'Come on dude. It is the spirit let us kick start it.'

The Start switch in my bike made a reason to commencement of a story.....

Read next>> http://weavethedreams.blogspot.in/2013/05/a-night-without-movie-i.html