With the onset of May month, every year, the speculations of how much rain we are going to receive, starts. The intensity of the discussion keeps increasing with the passage of time. Discussions on rains take centre stage. Be it on television, MET department, politicians or household late night discussion while watching television.
Rains do have regional charms as well. When you say ‘Mumbai Ki baarish’ it is different! When it rains, it rains cats and dogs. The ever bustling city comes to a standstill. The pleasure of roaming in rains on a Marine drive can never be experienced anywhere else in the world. I am short of words in describing the satisfaction and peace you derive after getting drenched in rains sitting close to the sea. On the flip side, you have traffic jams, roads block, buildings collapse, false promises, casual off from work, hassle to catch local trains and the every moody and irritating Autowalahs!
Anuj Gupta, happy go lucky guy was on his way to office early morning with his friend on his friend’s bike. In midway it started raining heavily, suddenly. That’s the beauty of Mumbai rains. It can hit you at any moment without any prior intimation. Anuj got down nearby and asked his friend to carry on as he was wearing raincoat. Anuj told him that he would take an auto and reach office, ignoring the Autowalah murmur that was waiting for him.
After getting down, he saw umpteen numbers of people struggling to convince the passing-by autowalahs. 30 minutes passed. Rains stopped. No auto found.
“I should have asked Kunal to wait for some time. The rain stopped.” he cursed himself.
Lot of people got autos and they moved to their respective destinations. He cursed himself. He observed a girl in her mid twenties also struggling for auto since long. “Where are you going?” asked Anuj. “Andheri” She answered. “Oh then we can pool a cab and share the fare, if you are ok! I am going to the same place.” “Ya, that looks fine” she said in agreement. That’s another aspect of Mumbai. Seldom would you find people saying no, because people here are by and large likeminded. They want to reach office as soon as possible, keeping the fares low, and with minimal hassle.
“What do you do?”Asked Anuj casually as the two were on their way to office in a cab.
“I work at MightyHeart publishers. We are basically into IT books publishing.” She said.
“Interesting”, said Anuj with a nod.
“And how about you?” the girl asked.
“I am working with Elephant Softwares.” he said exuberating confidence.
And he continued, “If you would have been working in Novel publishing house, it would have been a lot more interesting!”
“You write?” she asked.
“Yeah kind of. I am looking for a publisher to publish my first novel” he said with a gentle smile.
“Wow. What is it all about?” she asked showing some excitement.
“It’s a love story. Actually a real one with lot of fiction put into it. It is based on my friend’s real life story” he said.
Silence surfaced for some time. The auto was stuck in heavy traffic.
“Is your work interesting?” Anuj asked taking the conversation further.
“Yeah, very much. Actually I am a project manager and managing projects. Books are our projects!” She said with a smile.
“How is yours?”She asked.
“Well….it is interesting…Actually it is good. From one angle it is mundane and boring however it is also a high profile work…! replied Anuj, scratching his head.
“Are you from Mumbai itself?” She asked.
“No. Jaipur.” “And you?”
“Faridabad.” She smiled.
“By the way, what is your name?”
“Anuj Gupta” he replied.
“I am Shruti Banerjee” She said.
With a pause she continued... “Actually Elephant Softwares happen to be my dream company. I want to get into an MNC.”
Anuj asked her experience and qualification and told her that he can give it a try.
“You can always give it a try, if you want, anyways you have a stable job, if nothing works out!” he said after listening her professional details.
Anuj gave his email id, where she could mail her resume.
Shruti gave her email id, “firstname.lastname@example.org”
“But you said you are Shruti?”, asked Anuj hastily. “Yeah I am Shruti and Tapsya happens to be my friend who can help you in taking your novel to the readers!” She smiled.
“Wow… you completed your impromptu project (of taking my book to a publisher or at-least guiding for it) successfully. I am impressed!” Anuj exclaimed.
Today, Shruti is in Elephant softwares living her dream and Anuj is happy to endorse that he has authored a book which is taken well by the readers.
fOoD fOr ThOuGhT: Luck by chance! Yes it was. Life always has mysteries stored in it. We mere mortals always realize it after it becomes past! Life’s good… Keep rolling!