Yeh sab hamesha mere saath kyu hota hi!

KPN (long distance bus service in Tamilnadu) stops at a motel on the highway. I get down and rush to the urinal. After four hours of travel in A/C, the ‘pressure’ on me is unbearable. The first thing I desperately want to do is to ease myself. I find that not only all the urinals are being used but there is a queue of one or two persons for each. I carefully choose one where a young man is peeing and there is no queue. I wait. The urinal next to me becomes free and the guy on the queue moves in. The one in the corner become free-the guy waiting moves in. Another one…another one…even the second in the queue gets a chance. The guy in the urinal in front of me is still in no mood to finish!

I go to a restaurant with my wife. The place is crowded. The manager notes down my name and says he will inform me as soon as a table is free. After a couple of minutes a family of six arrives. The manager allots them a table. He understands the belligerence in my look. “It’s a table for 6, sir…you are just two…” Next week when I go to the restaurant with my family, table for two becomes free!

We move to a new house.  Our neighbor recommends a maid for us. The maid had been working in her house for years; very reliable; after finishing the work in her house, the maid can attend to us. Just two days into the job, she comes to me and requests for an advance of Rs. 3,000 ignoring my neighbor for whom she had been working for years!

I open the IRCTC site for booking a train ticket. I choose the train and date. I enter my card number. The site processes and validates. Then the system hangs. After two minutes when the site becomes operational, I go and check the booking history. My ticket is not booked. I get an SMS in my mobile. ‘Your account has been debited with Rs. 2,315. Thanks for using …………..card.”!!!!

On the rare few occasions when I manage to book my ticket through IRCTC and further rarer occasions when I manage to get a lower berth, I invariably face an old man or woman who invariably ignores the youngster in the opposite side and chooses me for requesting “Sir…would you mind exchanging your lower berth with my upper berth?”!!!

I jump a traffic signal. Many others also do. But only I get caught!

I offer the constable Rs.50. “Are you trying to bribe me? It is bigger offence,” threatens the honest constable. I end up paying Rs. 500!

I order vegetarian food in Qatar Airways at the time of booking the ticket. Still when I travel, invariably vegetarian food is in short supply and invariably ends one row before me!

My boss, who is the MD of the Group suspects something wrong in the finances of a group company. He asks me to look into it. I spend days and weeks and dig out information which points an accusing finger on the CEO of the company. My boss calls the CEO for a meeting where he asks me to present the evidence against him. I make a spirited presentation. Three months later, when my boss invites me for a party in his house, I find the CEO sharing a joke with my boss! When we take food from the table, I could sense the animosity in his eyes for me!

I write a post on what happened to me or around me- a simple, matter of fact post. I get overwhelming response. That motivates me. I decide to do a qualitatively better post. I do research. Then I write, edit and re-write what appears to me a satisfying post. Readers cold shoulder the same!

I wonder. ‘Yeh sab hamesha mere saath kyu hota hi?’

Aap ka kya kayaal hi?