Cost Of 900 Seconds...!!

The prediction of life is beyond everyone’s thoughts. Everyone wants to predict their each and every moment so they can convert those in to happiness or they can live those the way they want. But if you can predict than you’ll definitely miss the real thrill of life, you’ll miss the colours in which life can paint you, you’ll miss the ride of meandering ways of each second. These three hands of clock are very interesting. Once you’ll find 24 hours like a blink of eyelash and once a single second seems as long as a century. WHY? Does anyone has the answer? No way. You used to wake up early in the morning, used to brush your teeth, used to weep your face and than your brain will start to arrange the pieces of your routine in to one fix schedule of the day. But here we people have written something else in the lines of our palm. We used to wake up late, used to brush the teeth, used to weep the face, but then what? Still the brain is not ignited. Black. Still sleeping. We need a tea to wake up our brain. Sometimes it takes 2 cups to wake up. But after having a kick of a nicotine, still brain will ask questions to us , “so bro...What’s up? What’s the program? “... hack... we used to say “ it’s your part to decide what to do now? Why you are asking this question to me?” and brain will reply “okay ....than I’ve decided...it’s time to sleep again than”. Now tell what to do with such a stupid thing in your scalp. you won’t get a single penny if you put it on a sale. Yeah it’s a story of 12-A srujan appt. Vastrapur, ahmedabad. Jinesh, Kooldeep, Jigish ,B-rain, Pratiek, the five fellows, temporary owner of a flat. All five starts their days with such a blank pages of moments. The five decides to do lots of thing in their life everyday and they are so damn follower that they’ll do all the things except those decided ones. And yeah, those decided things change every day as per parameters of happiness. All have lots of desire to do something in their life. But here’s the biggest question rises, what is that thing which is still in form of something? Huh? Each day starts with some excitement like rays of a sun and ends with nervousness like a no moon day. All five have different life with a story of a single day. And here’s the day come 30^th august. It’s a Sunday today. As usual no one was in mood of waking up. Because at Saturday I returned at 12.45 in heavy rains after struggling of 2 hours for just 5 kilometres with six cutting tea in hands. And we slept after 2 am when I finished my story of an accident and 2 missing day of my life and jigish finished a story of kidnapping of his father. B-rain, me ,Jigish and Rakshit (6^th fellow but he’s person with normal routine and has task to finish everyday) decided to go for a movie PHELHAM 123 in show of 9.30 for saving bucks. Jinesh and Kooldeep were not interested in Hollywood movie so they refused to come with us. We are filmy geeks with filmy life. As usual most sincere person among us, Rakshit woke up early at 8.15 am. He shouted me for getting up. But plan is not the same as decided at night. Jigish has his exam of TOEFL and B-rain was feeling a fever. And the changes in the plan changed the day of everyone, especially of B-rain and Jinesh. So only me and Rakshit went for a movie stared by John Travolta and Denzel Washington. The movie began with a sparkling acting of John Travolta. Before 2 minutes of an interval, my cell rang up with flashing a name of Kooldeep. He told me “junior, have you seen any unknown to climb stairs of our flat.” I said “no I didn’t, What happened?”. “Jinesh’s mobiles are missing, might be stolen” KOOl said. A strike of a light. I thought, “how can this possible?”. Then I realize “Again I’m being fooled by a trick”. But it was a different seriousness I felt in the voice of Kool. After 2 minute, in the Interval I called back to Kool and asked “Is it real? Have you found mobile or not?” . But Jinesh was on call. He replied “ no junior, both mobile has been stolen and the wallet is also missing with 2000 cash bucks.” Hell..... I returned in Screen 2 but with a storm of thoughts in the mind. The movie was nice but I didn’t pay attention more in it. Brain didn’t let me. I returned on the flat as fast as possible. But it was a locked. The buddies were at the regular place “Bajarang tea stole”. I rush there and started to ask question about incident. And here’s another news shocked me. B-rain’s mobile was also stolen and Jinesh’s wallet contained credit card, pan card, and licence. All were nervous but trying to hide it with smiles. And told me story of our stolen property. Me and Rakshit left flat about 8.35. Jinesh was sitting lazy in the bad with “what to do today” expression on his face in main room. He did chatting with his party. B-rain was slipping in another room with blanket wrapping around his high-five body. Kooldip was also sleeping in another room in his unique style. We left and shut the door. And then someone entered in our flat, took 2 mobiles and wallet of Jinesh from main room, took mobile of B-rain from another room and went invisible and these three were busy in snoring. B-rain wake up, tried to search the mobile for the time, but didn’t found. He woke up Jinesh and ask for his mobile, so he can miss call his mobile to find it out. But where’s mobile of Jinesh?, Where’s that delicate piece of Motorola?, both were stunned. Kool also joined in mission searching for mobiles. But then realized that wallet was also not at the place where it was at last night and door was open. Someone entered like Mr. India and swapped all the things. Moto razr of 14000 Rs., Samsung of 3000 Rs., nokia 5130 of 6000 Rs., and 2000 Rs. cash with licence, credit card and pan card they have lost. It takes 1800 minutes for both guys to earn 25000 Rs and in just duration of 15 minutes both guys bared by 25000 Rs.(It takes 18000 minutes for me to earn 25,000, if I had lost that much then probably I would have jumped from our flat). It was a story. I know you might be feeling bit of sadness for this incident but let me tell you this than you’ll think that we seriously need a psychiatrist. Within 3 hours of this incident we were playing cards on our flat for just checking out that who’s luckiest among us today. Don’t think we’re gambler. Yeah but our luck always gamble with us. That’s for sure. At whole noon we just debated about the trick by which we were robbed. We blamed our servant. Than needle of doubts turn toward the waterman who used to come early to drop out drinking water. At evening our servant didn’t come to wash clothes. And conclusion taken that servant has stolen all those things. We went for a drive. In between road we saw our servant, seating at tea stole. We rushed to him like FBI squad and started investigation. But he seems normal. Now conclusion taken that waterman was thief. We went at his office. We told whole story to his boss. He called him up and cross checked him. But he told that it was not turn today to drop drinking water at srujan apartment. He announced innocent. Now who’s the thief?. We lived here like refuge. Our neighbour doesn’t know even our name. We are living in last flat of last floor. No one used to climb up there. We were enough screwed till evening by discussing about this incident. At last the only one way we could see. And that way was ending at police station of vastrapur. We climbed up the steps of police station. As usual our government servants were busy in their duty, like drinking tea, smoking BIDI, chewing tobacco, chewing R.M.D. and spitting on the walls, gossiping about their crap problem rather than solving of others. One question always used to come in my mind when I see any policeman. “why are they all so fat and ugly?”. How can they run behind a thief up to only 100 meter?. They listened our story with no interest. And after listing, they charged against our fault rather than against thief. What the hell is this?. It was a clear sign that we will have to pay if we want to find our properties back. Wasn’t 25,000 Rs enough to lose that again we have to pay another bucks.? They told us to meet in private session. It was first time I saw a real colour of this world. Now helps are not free of cost. Just forget it. You’ll have to pay price for everything now. The next day we paid another 2000 Rs to police to start inquiry. Bastard didn’t even feel shame to ask for these bucks to the boys who are hardly of age of his son. We met that policeman at 12.30 of night and gave him 2000 Rs. He took our statements on rough pages with his ugliest hand writing(ugliest than mine). We left police station at around 1.30 am. Me and B-rain took sip of cutting teas and came back to our flat. That’s how that Sunday cost us of 27000 Rs. It’s never known what next second bring for you. Sometimes it’s smile of million dollars, sometimes its tears of billion dollars.