Jun 8, 2010

I care for the soul within...

I am writing this post just because I am deeply hurt today, some people say that I judge a person by his/her face. What I ever cared for in this world was to analyze the soul of a person, looks are temporary in this world, soul is the permanent thing - it stays with us from the time we are born till we bid goodbye to this mysterious world. I am proud to have made strong friends who do not have good 'faces'(what the world believes is the benchmark). I am also proud that most of them do not fall into high society, the society even if I falled into but I never cared for it, I always made sure simplicity always survived.

I do not understand why do we people mostly apply our cynical part of the brain, we should analyze how a person actually is. For me the three pillars of life are:

1: Truth

2: Equality

3: Care for nature

And I support all the above 3 with a head held high, no regrets what so ever. I know how it might feel when people have no legs and no arms(I have seen people in actual life with both arms and hands missing), and I cry deep within to ask God to give some of my Happiness to him and take some of his sorrows and give it to me in return, still people think I care only for face, so fast we judge! Even as I am an animal lover I do not fantasize to adopt good breeds, I care for street animals and better still animals who suffer or lack something!

People who are close to me know me better, they know what type of thoughts I have and what I want from life but just to make it clear I will also like to state here so that all people who think I am a very selfish person can know what I think like. I want to make a restaurant in life, my dream restaurant. No I am not talking about the usual restaurant but a restaurant by which I want to do social service also, I want to open up a restaurant(restaurant chain in future if successful) in which orphans will serve as a waiter, active ladies from old age homes will cook the food along with prostitutes who want to quit their profession and join the mainstream, I think it might succeed as everyone wants to do social service but hesitate to come and help, a restaurant will remove their hesitation. I also dream to adopt a child(If I marry is the condition!)

Papa brought a sedative as I wasn't falling asleep because of this turmoil but I guess an apology(which I just now got from that person) will serve as a better sedative. As I now am a 'better' mood so I think I should end this post now as the emotions used to continue this post has vanished. And just a message: I think I am true to my heart coz I own a blog where I have guts to share my life openly! :)

Luv Everyone!

Ankit Bhatia

Jun 5, 2010

My First Successful Sting Operation: Culprit Caught Red Handed!

 We often see on tv politicians and ‘stars’ caught red-handed by sting operations, casting couch, etc. But we never explore our thoughts to think if it exists in our life as well. I thought of giving a try to this possibility and what results I got were shocking, I could not believe what I saw, read on to know what happened…

 Papa had gone to haridwar for some rituals for the peace of my badepapa’s soul who departed from us about a fortnight ago. In the house were three of us: myself, mummy and Rashi bhabhi. Mummy and Rashi bhabhi decided to go to kapoorthala for shopping. As they went away, I went to 1st floor of our house to do the usual computer related activities.

 Meanwhile I was interrupted by the bell. As we have a joint family system and have two houses, we have kept both the house conjoined back to back, accessible by the doors on the service lane and a bell on either side. I went and opened the door and it was our soft spoken maid(I will not state her name to malign her reputation for ever so take her name as ‘Maid R’ ) who was standing there. She asked where is ‘aunty’, I told that she has gone outside the house, now she asked which place, I thought that it was just a usual question by a nice family maid, So I replied that she has gone for shopping to the Kapoorthala Market.

 As soon as I finished this little talk I stated to climb upstairs presuming that she might have come to do some kitchen work or so. As soon as I stepped on the 1st floor I heard the sound of our almirah(cabinet) which has that peculiar opening and closing shrieking sound. As the sound came in softly to the ears, I went casually to see downstairs.

 As I came below I asked what happened, Maid R came outside chaiji’s room and said nothing happened, and when I asked what sound came she replied - lad gayi(just collided by mistake). I said ‘lad gayi’?, anyhow I was thinking about what had happened and decided to stay there. I  switched on TV just to appear busy.

 Then started the moments which began showing her in a hurry, she would come again and again and take something with her to the other house, first flour , then tomatoes then something else, Each time I closed the backdoor thinking she has done the job. Then when I was annoyed by again and again opening the door I said in a bit harsh tone – ‘ek baar mein hi leja sab’ (Take everything you want once and for all!). Then when she went away last time, I closed the door and went to chaiji’s room and inspected the locker, I found that the door of locker was not fastened.

 Meanwhile mummy and bhabhi came from the market. Maid R again came and urged them in a persistent manner that food is ready in the other house and badimummy is very hungry so come fast to eat, she was not even giving a second to think so mummy went with her to our other house. Meanwhile bhabhi was also preparing to go there when I just softly asked bhabhi to come upstairs, I silently asked her to inquire privately to mummy if she locked the locker when she went away.

 Maid R earlier was quite rushing to make everone come to the other house, she was also looking a bit foolish when she was closing the door of the bathroom as if to show how much she cared for the house, she also said in a caring fashion for me that ‘bhaiya ko tamatar pasand hain’(I like tomatoes), blah blah… As I mostly bath in the afternoon time I didn’t go with them and decided to take a bath and then go for lunch.

 As I was bathing, Maid R was constantly ringing the bell, when I was annoyed I called up bhabhi and said please let her know that I am bathing. When I was about to leave for lunch I thought to keep the mobile to capture video in chaiji’s room coz my sixth sense was pointing it to me that Maid R will come back as she might have forgotten to keep the locker open.

 When I went to badimummy’s house(130 Chandralok) Maid R was trying every possibility to come back to 268 Chandralok(house in which cabinet was present), sometimes she would go to take the plastic waterglasses. Finally she got her chance when sweetie didi asked for juice and mixer wasn’t working in 130 Chandralok. She went and mummy also went with her, when the work was done she asked mummy to take the juice for the ever restless didi.

 When we all ate the food I came back to check the video, and shockingly found that she indeed came back to lock the locker. The video(what I have uploaded is a clipped version) showed that as soon as mummy left she hurriedly entered the room, picked up keys from the floor, locked up and went. She came in again and it appeared she placed something or picked up something on/from the table. As the room was not lit properly and a cloth had come infront of the camera it could not be made out what she placed or picked.

 Anyhow we all were quite shocked by this incident as the Maid R is quite soft spoken and is even younger to me, and she is sometimes given charge to take care of the house in our absence! Previously other people have also complained about her, and mummy once caught her in an offensive position with a male helper, and many other times by her suspicious activities. My mother also found the money a bit less many a times when she opened the locker. And with the ease that she came and lock the locker shows that how acquainted she was with it.

 It is not shocking so much for that a maid is stealing but more outrageous because it is a hard time for our family and for a maid that is taken care of by even educating her, it was simply indigestible. My Badepapa even made sure that her sister who was working earlier in the house had a decent wedding. It had immense impact on my belief of having faith on any person, but anyhow I do still believe that faith should still be kept on people because all people should not be ignored just because of misdeeds of few back-stabbers! Also please reward people who are honest otherwise honesty will die slowly...

 Moral to give: Please do conduct sting operations by deliberately placing some moolah and see honesty of your helpers! Don’t trust blindly and be alert.

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