Mini's Scripts

28th November - The day when I completed my previous blog without giving a second thought to the attacks in Mumbai. Out here in the UK, it really did not matter to me. Just sheer gladness that I was no longer living in India and don’t intend to anymore. While the firing was going on, my journalist friend asked me as to why was all this happening. And the reply which came naturally was – because we had asked for it…because we as Indians no longer care about which part of India was being bombed. We wake up, go to our respective offices, vote when we are required to and little do we get bothered about what is happening around. We simply do not have the time to question these people whom we have painstakingly selected to make a fool of the whole system of which we are the beneficiary. Well, isn’t this the perfect set up of DEMOCRACY! Our slumber was shattered by a bunch of youths from Pakistan, who started their journey from Karachi port on November 13th, crossed the Arabian Sea unde...

Celebrating one month and exactly 10 days of my arrival to this country otherwise a vast refriiiigeratorrr….. My teeth is not getting relief from constant clattering as the omnipotent cold has surrounded me from all sides… my poor nose that begins to run after spending 20 minutes outside the home, and then there are its cousins- my big ears and little palm that become numb in the process…again my friends, mind you, even the famous Levi’s cap and muffler cannot stand the Fridge’s deathly cold pangs. As understood, it’s that time of the year when the temperature fidgets between 0-5 degrees, with the minimum pointing to an early morning snow or even frozen dew.

Finally... Here I’m! Coming to UK was never in my 'to do' lists. I was working like a robot on instructions about applying for passport, applying for visa, medical tests, journeys, farewell parties, until the final moment came when I bid goodbye to my parents at the Kolkata airport at 4:15 am on 17th Oct 2008. It was a day of 'many firsts' - my first air travel, my first foreign trip, my first aerial view of earth and clouds...hmmmm...what bliss. During the eight hrs flight, I was either sleeping or eating or watching whatever silly stuff the monitor could offer me. And before I could realise, it was landing time. I was glad and shocked that I had come so far from home. There were many surprises in store. Like a curious kid, I was always pulling my window shutter up to see outside and lowering it when sunlight reflecting sharply, blacked out my vision for a while. I know that I must not be biased, but Kolkata sure looked all dirt and gravel, and poor Ganga, she look...