I was about write a blog on my last week trip to Bangalore, and yesterday evening I got delivered with a parcel. It had a Audio CD in it. I played it in my PC and was surprised by the conversation. It was between Mr & Mrs. God. I don’t know how someone recorded it and then why they want to sent it to me, but nevertheless the conversation was good. So here it goes along with my comments in between.
He : Sol, Devi.
She: I have one doubt.
He : mmmm. Its Friday midnight and its already 12. What doubt you have at this odd time?
She: Any way the good things happen for good people and bad things happen for bad people. Why do you need to exist? Do you really have any powers? What can you do?
He : Hey, I’m after all God. I can do anything I want. hmmmm ok. Look at those two guys sleeping in the train. Are they good guys or bad guys?
She: You mean Prakash and Ravi? They are one of the very best guys I’ve ever seen. Why?
He : See what happens to them tomorrow.
I don’t know why Mr. God chose us to demonstrate his powers to his wife. May be because we were the most innocent and good people on earth and his powers are best explained if tested on us😦
He : Devi, wake up. wake up
She: Naatha, its 3.30 in the morning and what are you doing?
He : Look at that guy Prakash. He woke up now itself. You know y?
She: Y? He wanted to go to bath room?
He : Nice guess. But no. The answer is the lady in the upper berth opened the window and chill air was on his face. He is in the lower berth and someone who was going to bath room bumped on his leg. Now he can’t sleep. I’ve made arrangements, so that no one will be in the station for receiving them
Ada kadavule. unaku enna ippadi koduma paduthanumnu ethana naala aasai? ella en times. So as this fellow ‘arranged’, Guru and Sakthi were sleeping when we called from the station. We took an auto to their house.
She: Naatha, whats up? These guys planned to start for some falls by 9 AM. Its 12.30 and they are still in the house. What did you do?
He : Simple, I made Varda to go late. You know he is always punctual. But somehow I made him a little late.
You too, God? I’ve seen many people telling lies to impress their gal friends, but this is the first time I’m seeing someone telling lies to impress their wives! That too its the God. Halloooooo Mrs God. If you happen to read this blog, know that your man (or your God?) didn’t do anything. Its a usual thing for Varda to come late and ditch all the plans we have. hmmm. We actually planned to return to Bangalore by 3/4 that evening. But it was 2 PM when we left the city. We had Arasu’s bike and Varda’s car. Varda didn’t pay road tax for his car and its a TN registration. We got caught by an RTO. But Ravi showed his visiting card from Chennai and told him that we are on a trip from chennai and fooled him. After half-an-hour trouble, he let us go. We reached the falls by 5.30 and then started our return journey.
She: Naatha, you said you will trouble these guys. They already visited the falls and are enjoying the trip now.
He : Hee Hee Hee, The lunch was good and so I slept for sometime. Boom. Now look at that. Varda’s car is not going to move after this.
She: Oops! Let me see how these guys handle this. I think they can’t even call anyone because there is no network in that area.
The clutch plates in Varda’s car worn out all of a sudden. As Varda is a very very good driver, there could be no other reason that a person wanted to impress his wife with his powers. Guru and Ravi went in Arasu’s bike to get some mechanic from the near by village (24kms away from the spot). Others (me, Madan, Varda and Arasu) stayed back with the car.
She: Naatha, look at them. They are enjoying the evening sunset, singing and enjoying their time.
He : True. Let me ask our Varuna Bhagavan to have some drizzle. Let them settle inside the car
Bad move Mr. God. We all enjoyed a little drizzle🙂 Meanwhile, it was getting darker and we managed to get a helping hand from a tempo driver. He was ready to tie the car to his vehicle and pull it till the next village.
She: Looks like they are going out of trouble.
He : You think the game is over now? (in his cellphone) Hello, Varuna. Yeah its me again. Can you make rain instead of drizzle? No, No, No. It should rain cats and dogs. Yeah. Yeah. Got it? Ok I’ll talk to you later. Bye. (ends cellphone talk) Devi, See the show now.
It rained heavily and the water was flowing above our knees. To make things worse, the rope got cut and we have to get down to fix it. After all these thamasha, we managed to reach the place by 9.30 PM. Luckily we could get some bread and Miranda for dinner. The getogether dinner planned in Bangalore with all our classmates there, was cancelled an hour back.
She: Now what? They have called the Hyundai help line. The service van is already on the way. They are going to get the car repaired; go back to Bangalore in 2 hrs; booze in some bar; go to sleep. Isn’t it?
He : Haa, Haa, Haa. Wait Devi. Its not over yet. You think those service guys are going to get the car ready? You are mistaken. They planned to take the car to Mysore. Along with the car guys have to go to Mysore now. All their plans are ruined Haa. Haa. Haa.
Its not over yet. The Hyundai service personnel were from Mysore (the place we got struck up was very near to Mysore than Bangalore). They were not ready to tow the car to Bangalore and we were not ready to go to Mysore. Finally we both agreed that We’ll tow the car till Mandia, a place 30 kms away and from there we split. We’ll go to Bangalore in a Cab they’ll book for us and they will tow the car to Mysore get it repaired and bring it back to Bangalore on Monday. It was heavily raining and Arasu said that he will drive the bike till Mandia.
She: Poor guys. It must be a pathetic day for them. Looks like finally its over.
He : Devi, don’t underestimate my powers, the worst is yet to come.
Just like her, we too thought its over. But it was not. The guys didn’t know the way to Mandia. Somehow we got directed in a wrong way and we were wandering in many places . At a point Arasu gave up. He said he can’t drive any more. I started driving and then only I realized why he said like that. There is no proper road, it was dark and the chilled rain drops were piercing till your bones. If that isn’t enough, the headlight’s high beam went off. So I have to use only the low beam, means I can’t see beyond 4/5 feet before me. Ravi even said that there was a big snake that fall on the bonnet of the car!!!
She: Naatha, I feel this too much. They are poor innocent guys!
He : Hmmm. I told you right, I’ll show my powers. Now what do you feel?
She: I’ve another doubt. Neenga nallavara, kettavara?
He : What? How do you expect me to reply? Like Kamal?
She: No. Are you God or Satan? Now I got cleared of my earlier doubt. The mere existence of God is to make sure that good things happen to good people and bad things happen to bad people. It doesn’t happen just like that. But you are doing it the other way. Tell me. Are you God or Satan.
He : (Confused, thinks for a while) Hee. Hee. Hee. True Devi. This is just a part of my Thiruvilayadal. Think in this way. All they wanted to do was to visit the falls. They did visit the place. Apart from that, these experiences were an addition. It might be troubling at present, but later when they turn back and see, they might have got a rich experience. They will proudly tell their friends about these experiences. Who knows that crazy guy Prakash might even write a blog about it!
She: Enough of your valiyal smiles and samalips. Now set it right.
He : Hee. Hee. Hee. Ok.
The dialogs in CD story ends there, so were our troubles. One of the service person came and said that he need the bike, to go in front of the cars and search for the way. I happily jumped into the car. In another 15 mins, we were in Mandia. (It looks like were already there for a while and roaming around the city instead of entering) None of us were ready to travel for another 100 kms. It was already nearing 2 AM. So we settled down in a hotel there. The next morning, we took a train to Bangalore and reached there by afternoon. After that we went to lunch at Varda’s house, slept for a while, booze at the bar and returned back to Chennai. Nothing great enough to get bloged. Hmmmm, looks like for me to blog on something, the Gods must go crazy.