Kudiyaghaat

hey friends;

u know what, while i was about to start writing this post................., for one moment, i thought to keep the title of this post as "Meri dusri rachna"(i.e. my second blog). But i thought, There has been only one rachna in my life..........Ab dusri kahan se laun(sorry i meant to say that , from where the hell, would i get another"rachna"). bad joke.....!!!!!!!!
To know what to do when u encounter a bad joke, plz refer to parag's blog.............he’s quite good in telling PJ’s , so he also provides remedy for it...............!!!

But, then my eyes went to the URL of the webpage. and at the very same moment i knew what to write about.

i wanted to tell u all that i used the URL name as "Kudiyaghaat"
bcoz,

first......... i wasnt getting any desired name available and i wanted to keep it something unique and close to me or..............something that can be eventually related to me; and

second..... bcoz thats a place in my city(lucknow), where i love to be. its really something close to my heart.....i can spend a complete day just sitting over there. some of my frdns would definitely laugh at this or make fun of me, but the thing is that i really dont care about...........what they say......or think.....

for those of u who dont know what "kudiyaghaat" is?
its a 'kind of' marine drive of my city................lolzzzz
acutually its a place beside the ghaat(bank) of the river Gomti in lucknow......
over there, we (i and my friends) used to sit, and chat for long hours.........and we have spent some quality time over there(i don’t know about them, but atleast,.... i did)

And the reason i love that place badly is that there r so many sweet and sour memories , or a kind of marasim , which i share with this place.
(marasim means a “relation”)

But all those memories have one thing in common..............my friends!!!!!!

there is one weird story that i'd like to share wid u all bcoz after all it is
"my life-unplugged"


So one day, i think during the month of august or september, i wid some of my frnds went to this place "Kudiyaghaat".
we just went to visit the place as we used to have a lot of leisure time those days....
this doesn't mean that now we are very serious and busy. We are and have been the kind of guys who, not actually waste time but literally...........'kill' time.

so, i and one of my frnd (i dont want to name him bcoz he has played a negative role in this story!!! i will refer that guy as mr. x from now on) decided to have a dip in the holy water of river Gomti.

Its not that we are very religious and wanted any wish of us to come true.........
it was just that all of us loved to play and enjoy in water, under the wide blue sky...........we feel a kind of adventure in it !!!!
thats the reason we all go to Anandi(water park) atlest once a year!!!

coming back to the story;
and that day the river had a kind of rise in water level as it had been raining all these days. Me and X decided to move into the water but we were afraid for, one......we didnt knew to swim (and we still havent learnt to swim!!! True losers..)
and two........that none of the rest of our frnds, were joining us , as they were also afraid of the reason number one>>>

so holding each others hands we stepped into the water. this place has a staircase leading into the water which ends down, at a 6 ft deep floor. the floor was extremely slippery but we continued descending the stairs as we knew that its not very deep and when we stand on our toes inside water............. we manage to get our neck above the surface. so, u see it wasn't a very big deal for the two of us!!!

When we reached the base, we realised that the water level has risen up.......and it was difficult for us to keep our heads above the surface.......
for me it was much more difficult, as i was a very short heighted fellow those days.....
but X was about 3 to 4 inches taller than me.

inspite of managing his head above the surface, he found it difficult to stand as the floor was very slippery.
so in order to stand firmly, he held me by my neck............
here is the part where the negative role comes into picture........
when he held me by my neck, he was pressing my wind pipe (though unintentionally........but he was doing it).

Now just imagine the case, i m short heighted...............i dont know to swim......... standing in water on a slippery floor .............. and then this guy is holding me by my neck and i find it difficult to breathe................

i hope u must be thinking how worse can it get...........?
but there's more......!!!!

What i had in ma mind was that whatever happens, by the end i’ll manage to come out of water, by myself.
Around a minute or two passed, and i was still struggling inside water and, x not ready to leave me in any case.
i tried to swim but my efforts were worthless and so i looked,........hopelessly, towards my friends, standing outside the water.
I said hopelessly, bcoz even they didn’t knew to swim(losers!, like both of us......), and those shitheads were quite enjoying the show.
Well, if u see, it is quite enjoying, bcoz, how many times u come across watching two guys, actually idiots, around 17, drowing in seven feet water...............???
Rare case.............!!!!!

By this time, i lost all my hopes..............and thought this is my end.....!!!


Ok................ i’m faking it. I never thought that, but just wanted to write it, to add an emotional element to my story....!!!!

Then, there were two guys who used to live there, standing and enjoying our show. They called a man from nearby, who eventually offered a hand of help towards me, as.......... i was the one who was jumping up n down the surface of water, to look as if i needed his help, the most.....!!!! Actually, i really needed his help......!!!
For the first time, i was sure that i’ll be saved.......

But don’t forget the villain.................... Mr. X.
He was the one who was holding me by neck till then, and now also he wanted to get out of water first.....hell!

But the man who offered me his hand was a wise man, and he knew that “who” really needed help at that moment. He didn’t held x’s hand but held mine. He gave me support and helped me to come out of the water.

At last, both of us managed to come out of water, and thanked that man, for saving our lives.
I didn’t fought wid x bcoz, at that moment his life was also, at stake.

We went home on our cycles. But the worst part is still to come.......
The next day, when we went to school, i came to listen from some guys that i was drowning in water, terribly at kudiyaghaat yesterday..............!!!

The first question that came to my mind was that, who the hell has told these guys about that incident?
And then, I knew the answer right away. It was none other than parag......!!!!
Shocked isn’t it. But parag is very good in spreading stories.................trust me!!!
(hey plz don’t get the wrong perception that parag is x)

One of our frnd was shanu, who was also there wid us.
His parents r a bit strict about him, going out, wid us to such dangerous locations, as he is there “only son”.....!!!
At least, this is the reason which i believe.

So the next day when we went to shanu’s home. His mother started asking us about why we went to such a place, & why we even dared to step into the water, in the absence of any adult.(we were minors then.....)
Without letting anyone know, why we went there....???

Now all of us were quite astonished to see that, how the hell aunty came to know about it?
And we were wondering, who is the asshole who told aunty about that.......???
And this time it wasn’t parag.............!!!!!

Then who...................???

The question still haunts us....-#@$!%!!!!

It has been more than three years but we never managed to find it.
Since then we realised or started to believe that shanu is always under survillience and he’s followed everywhere in the city.

The end.....

Please keep in mind that the story i presented is loosely inspired from the real life incident happened to me...!!!
I have piled on as much as possible to make it interesting or rather ‘readable’.
I hope u guys liked my second ‘rachna’. And i just wish, u give a positive response by writing ur comments and suggestions.
Thanx....
Bye.......>>>>