Autograph Please !!!

OH MY GOD!! I am late!!

How did I not wake up!! I had my alarm on my phone and it would ring at the right time every day, just why did I not here  it today?!

I picked my cell, to notice that I had kept the charger but had forgotten to on the switch; the result was obvious the phone was not charged and eventually had switched off

I hurriedly pressed the switch, and rushed to the bathroom, I couldn’t be late!!!

By the time I got ready and picked the phone!! I cursed myself yet again “10 percent “???!!!

How am I going to last with the battery the whole day ?

 Anyways, I rushed out of the house, searching for the car keys in purse and shabbily grabbing the file.

I reached the hotel, parked the car and rushed to the elevator and pressed the 25^th floor button!!! 

The door was about to get closed, and opened yet again!!

The person, walked inside in a hurry!! And pressed the 35^th floor button!

 I looked at him, I was dumbstruck!!!

AMITABH BACHCHAN...

Noooo!!! THE AMITABH BACHCHAN!!!!

Dressed in white Lenin shirt and a blue denim jean!!!

He smiled.

I kept looking at him, ogling actually!! I was supposed to greet!!  Smile!

I did nothing!!!!

“I must be dreaming!! “ I told myself.

I wished the time would just stop so that I can talk to him.

 God!!! “It’s him”!!?? I told myself yet again

My mind was thinking more than required and my heart pumping faster than needed!!

What should I say? Sir I am your diehard fan??? You are my idol? I love you? What??

He looked at me again; I managed to drop my eyes down!!

“Sir, Autograph Please!!!? “

I was holding a paper which I had removed from the file I was carrying!!

He smiled, looked in his shirt pocket, and touched his jeans pocket as well, as if searching for something!!!!

“Pen “he asked 

Aah how dumb of me!! I started searching in my purse!!

And then ………………………

The elevator jerked, it jerked one more time and then on a standstill!!

Wow!!! I should be happy!!! Or sad!!!

I don’t think about getting trapped in an elevator every time, but yes I do think about it most of the times I get into one!! And this was like a nightmare!!! But today it was a wonderful nightmare …

MR BACHCHAN AND ME IN THE ELEVATOR!!!!

After about 30 seconds, I jab at the open doors button, even though I knew it would do nothing!!! I still stabbed at it like a murderer...

2mins: The elevator began to ascend, or no may be descend, it started to move!!!

“Are we moving?!! I spoke!!! Or I think it was loud thinking

Mr Bachchan looked at me and said!! “I think so!

He was actually talking to me, replying to me!!!! OMG!!

I was about to have a panic attack, I was freaking out!!

But, why should I be worried? I was with a superstar in a lift and I am sure he was going to call for help!!!!  And that also NOW!!!

But why is he not calling? Why is he not making that call from his cell??

4mins : He looked at me and said, “Can you call some emergency or hotel reception so that they can come and help us? “

 What??? Me???  I thought!! Why is he telling me??? I wondered

 I told my mind to shut up and heart to stop thumping and do what was told, after all it was Mr Bachchan telling me to do something!!

My thoughts came to a halt when I he said ,”Actually , you see I have forgotten my mobile in my room , I got in the lift to get that only from my room !! “

“Yes!! Yes!! I will call “I replied

 I was barely able to speak and I am sure he was barely able to hear me

I removed the mobile from my purse!!!!

“Shit!!! Shit “I screamed!!

He looked at me, I felt embarassed.

My mobile had swtiched off!!! the 10 percent battery had drained , as I was talking to my mom all the way while I was driving to the hotel  !!!

 “Sorry, but unfortunately my phone has ran out of battery!!! “. I said

He smiled!! I smiled back !!!

 6mins 30 sec:  Sir! Will anyone know that you are stuck here?

He looked at me, and said “No !!! “ Unfortunately even my security thinks I am in the room resting!! I have a family friend coming to see me, and we decided to have coffee down , then in my room !!! I realized I left my phone up so going back !!!

He was actually giving me, the details wow!! Is anyone ever going to believe that!! This happened with me!!

 “I have come here for an interview, which I guess I am going to miss they will think I did not turn up “, I said looking at the switched off phone in my hand.

6 mins 45 secs: I tried the alarm button!! Jammed it was not working!! I tried again! No response!!!

He pushed the speak button!!! No sound!!!!

7mins 35 sec: The lights went off, light came in. This was not good. He tried the alarm button yet again, and it worked!!!

8mins: “Please stay calm “!!  Help is on its way!! How many people are in there?? Asked the man from outside

Two!! I screamed before even he had finished the question

Mr. Bachchan looked at me as if astounded!!!

Oh!! Sorry, I realized .I screamed yet again without wasting time!!!!” Mr. Bachchan is in here with me!!

10 mins: There was a big bang, like those disaster movies, the elevator shakes, someone jumped on the roof, we heard yet another bam, and the doors slid open. we are on the 25^th floor

Mr. Bachchan says “Ladies first “.

I walk out, and behind me, my idol!!

The staff apologized to me for the inconvenience!

Then all rushed to Mr. Bachchan!! His security guards had reached as well, covering him, pushing the others away.

They took the elevator again.

I stood there watching the elevator, which stopped at the 35^th floor!!

I stood there thinking, that if I would ever get the chance to see him again!!

How I had missed on even taking his autograph? Telling him I was his diehard fan?

I walked towards the stairs this time to go down!!

Someone patted on my back, I turn around!!

It was Mr. Bachchan, “You wanted my autograph “

He handed me a pink colored folded paper,” Wishing you all the best in life “he said and walked away to the waiting elevator.

I unfolded the paper,

It read 

To,

My Friend in Terror,

Your interview is rescheduled in an hour!!!

With love

Amitabh Bachchan (signed)

I started walking towards the hall where the interview was held!!! Thinking about the last 10 minutes I had spent in the stuck elevator!!

 Looking at the pink paper in my hand .I would never have to say “Autograph Please “because I have the best signed with me!! I told my mind and heart who were yet behaving abnormally!!

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend  , an initiative for the Indian Bloggers by Blogadda

A Game Of Two Halves

OK!!  Cricket still rules my heart, still a diehard cricket fan, but football has managed to carve a little space in my heart as well now. All thanks to my 8 year old who keeps me awake this time of the year watching FIFA 2014!!

I couldn’t watch football game ever, for me it was a bunch of sportsmen running on a ground behind a ball.  Football isn’t most beautiful game because of the dangers involved in the game. The bone crushing hits, flog of the head, the things that will affect the players lives.

I agree that’s not what this is all about!! The more you learn about the sport its fun obviously!!

The things that made me cringe hardest then , now still makes me watch the game may because somewhere it combines with speed, grace, and untainted brutality which no other sport does.

Somewhere I question myself, that should I actually sit through the night and encourage my son to watch it.

I should find it attractive or I shouldn’t watch at all?      

Yes, it’s a kind of a sport and like all the other sports even football teaches life lessons. It teaches personal growth, work ethic, teamwork, goal setting and most important helps in building a character not to forget along with physical fitness.

But the proven dangers with it are too risky, makes me wonder should I allow my son to play football, I don’t want my child to get hurt, where it’s beyond repair!! Yet I watch other kids do exactly the same.

When is it that it’s too much? When do we get conscious about the damage caused by the utter violence?

But, then all the other sports have their disadvantages and their part of danger and risk isn’t it!! Does that mean that I will keep my son away from sports?

He is a fantastic cricket player and he loves to play football as well!!!  Perhaps the difference is not in the danger involved but in the awareness I keep telling myself ?

I don’t have answers to any of these questions!!!

At what point do I have to actually worry? I keep wondering: is there a point where it all becomes too much?

So whether its Brazil, Spain , Argentina Or Germany, one thing;s for sure I am glued on to football fever for sure !!!

Yes I am troubled!!! Yet I still sit through the night and watch!!!

The Right Place

I was wondering what a thought is, its energy nothing else and it's said that energy always needs to manifest itself isn’t it?

Energy is not something that can be stocked and you cannot even block it. It will get out anyway how much we try. I believe that if we try to avert the energy from flowing out it will find a different way to articulate itself. I have learned one thing in my life, that if you try not to follow your energy and try to swim against the stream of your own flow, energy will express itself in form of sickness, tiredness, depression, tantrums, and many more things which obviously are not going to be pleasant.

So, why should we try to obstruct the energy? Why not take the road where our energy takes us?

That road is nothing but, your way!! The way we want the things to move!!

We just have to dare being ourselves and the just watch; we will feel the energy within us.

I have seen lots of people, who try to be somebody else, try to pretend what they are not. They try to either imitate someone else, or are in the process of pleasing parents, peers, spouse, boss, children, friends, whoever and whatever! Result your energy is jammed.

Yes!! I know what people might think!! They would take us to be selfish, an outlaw following your own road? The answer is “No “. In following our own path, the road which we have chosen, we end up being ourselves. That is freedom.

Its time, we start looking at the world like a huge wardrobe, a wardrobe with their own costumes, the ones that fit us perfectly. Always remember as long as you try to pretend and be someone else, you are trying to fit into someone else's costume, which is either going to be too small for you or its going to be too big. And it's only going to make you uncomfortable.

You will always have a feeling of being a stealer, a person who stole someone's costume. That means, you are not at all at the right place, doing the right thing with the right kind of people! You are taking someone else's place, with their costume.

But the question here is how do we know, if we are at the right place, doing the right thing, with the right kind of people?

We all have a spinning machine, where all the questions are stored!! It's our mind! Our so called head the spinning machine comes to a standstill, it just stops on itself. And I am sure we all can feel it, we feel good, everything is right, nothing seems to be wrong. When asked for, our talents are at its best and always ready to be offered to those around us. Questions just seem to vanish somewhere, and everything seems to be at the right place.

Have you ever, think if someone else is doing your job, if someone else is doing what you should be doing then, neither they nor you are at the right place. It's very important to find the right place where you belong.

How about you all? Have you found your right place yet!!!