Sunday, June 22, 2014

Bad experiences are good teachers

     "Welcome to the real world kid...", those were pretty much the words that keep ringing inside of me nowadays. It doesn't feel like I've been here for long, but in reality, its been over a year since I've shifted to this great metro city, that is Bangalore. I guess I never had too many friends here or there or anywhere for that matter, and life was pretty dull and boring at the start. I just had to spend time with the one person I knew here, but then again you shouldn't troubling anyone the way I used to do. Nobody will be rude to their guests after all. Anyways that being said, I don't trouble em no more. And thanks to the friends I've made from the Anime Club here, can go for the occasional meets and have a little bit fun on weekends. It's blissful after a whole week of boredom and nothingness, so I guess I should thank them well the Bangalore Anime Club. Before I drift away any further from what I came to write, lets get back to the whole damn point.

            This month of June hasn't been so good for me after all, at least on the road sense. The first was the accident. It must have been around 10:30 at night, and it was going to be my first day of lab practice. I was pretty tensed and all absorbed in that thought of what I'll do there, I don't even know the LAB topology yet. And I was crossing the road, the roads had service roads on either sides, the one on my side had lots of shops and all so it was always two way, but the one on the other side was always seen as a one way, or at least that's what I thought, or everyone for that matter. Then again who the hell cares about rules anyway? People go through one ways on the wrong side when the night falls and when there's nobody to keep check. So I was crossing this road, and I was just looking towards the left, just measuring how fast they were coming, and since I had friends with me on the right and since I never saw any light from the right side I dint bother to check that side again before jumping on to the road. Before I knew it, I was hit, and I turned right I saw an auto, and WHACK , my head hit the glass i guess, maybe it broke, I don't know. All I remember is falling back on my back and hitting my head, the impact was pretty less, thanks in part to my bag and maybe cause it had a jacket also inside of it. And since I got a freaking blood phobia, I was going blind, the whole world seemed to spin right round. Anyways the auto guy fled without stopping even though one of my friends tried to stop him, and it would seem that guy was driving on the wrong side, without headlights and talking on the phone at the same time. Something was bound to happen, but then again, the mistake was on my part too, I should've checked the other side too even if I knew nothing should be coming from that side. And maybe he should've stopped, in case the injuries were severe, to take to an hospital at least? Oh hell no! Who cares? Let him rot in hell or just die or whatever. And the next day at noon, I was crossing another road, the signal just turned red and an old couple were crossing the road from the other side of the road, n guess what, a van hit him n went. He also didn't bother to stop, luckily nothing bad happened to him.

          That was one thing, which kinda made a small mental block for me to cross the road these days, its the second time that I'm getting hit, and both in Bangalore and both in and around the same place. Any an accident wouldn't have made me write a blog like this, that too so so restless I was to write but lack of Wifi in the PG prevented me from writing, since phone's tether wasn't working either.

    Last Sunday, the 15th was another bad day with the roads and autos. I had gone to meet my best friend who was in Bangalore for just 2 days. In his place he was having a small drink-party and well since he kept asking me all the time, I did bother to taste a sip of beer, which I kinda felt like just Wine, which kinda is weird. Anyways they had some other fruit flavored ones which neither of them liked and the guy who was giving me a free ride to a bus stop had them in his bag. And cause of the gutters and bumps it started leaking, and he wanted it ditched cause he had his lappy in  his bag. And I took em and dropped them off, well it was all wet and so it kinda spilt on my hand, and there weren't any taps to wash off anyway so had to let it be. I got bus reached my stop and was walking off as usual to my place which is like about a kilometer or so. Then this auto guy kinda calls out to me asking if I want a ride and I just waved him no. He kept asking where I am going and I just pointed to the direction and kept walking ahead while chatting on phone. Again this guy drives ahead and comes and stops in front of me and catches me and tells, I've seen you here in HSR and I told yeah I'm in Teachers Colony only. So he was like he will give a ride cause he's going in that direction only, and I was like " Oh maybe he's a nice guy and will give a ride without over charging or anything like the rest of the autos which do around this time of the night". And I got in, and halfway he asked me if I've any money and I was like yeah, how much do you need? And he was like give me what you wish to and I was like okay, I'll give and then he stops in an empty deserted area of the road. I kinda got out and took out my money, since I don't use a wallet, I took out all of it. There was about 570 Rs n I was like I don't have change, and then that jerk snatched my 500rs note and put it in his jacket. I told him to give my money back, ad he wouldn't. He kept threatening me that he'll take me to his region Marthahalli n he'll teach me a lesson or something. And then I stupidly told him I'm a student and how the hell can you do something to a kid? Then he was like students drink or what?? Dafaq? I wasn't drunk or high and on top of that I was just walking on the footpath. He kept threatening that he'll take me to police station and they'll fine me 2000 bucks. Since I don't know all this shit, I was pretty tensed and scared. What if he has some freaking tie-up with the cops? I kept thinking stupid things, I wanted to call my friends and he was like he'll throw my phone over the tiny cliff over there. It was brand new and I was scared about that too. And he even kept telling I'm shaking and all n whatever crap he could. I was pretty hungry though for I had nothing the whole day. In the end I just couldn't do anything, although I wanted to beat the hell outta him. It's pretty sad I look like a kid, and I din't have a single id card with me at that time. I feel like a useless wimp for letting this happen n loosing 500 bucks for nothing. Going to a police station and complaining would be like a real headache and to get back that 500 I might even have pay 3 or 4 fold the amount I lost. Pretty bad right, not being able to do anything and not filing a complaint. Anyways just in case, I'm not exactly sure if I missed an alphabet but this is all I could make out of that jerk's auto number KA 02 A 3056. Well people just stay on the safe side, cause nobody cared to bother, I tried raising my voice but people just took a peep and went on ahead. No wonder, all these crazy violence and rape and shit happens and nobody gives a damn. After all it's none of their concern right, why interfere when you can just enjoy the live show. I'm still in rage, maybe this was a late realization that nobody in the messed up world is any good, and do not try to take favors off any random person, who knows what could happen to you. Just stay safe people that's all I can say, you're the only one who can look out for you.

   This is probably one such bad experience that will forever remain etched in my heart. After all only bad experiences can teach you good lessons.