Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Feedback form story

It was 11 PM. She was transfixed in her laptop. It was time to shut the shop. He walked towards her. "Ma'am, it is time to shut the shop." She did not hear. She had her earphones on, and he heard her listening to Jason Derulo. "Real intense," he thought. He said once again, "Ma'am?"

She was trying to write something, at least she had managed to write two sentences compared to yesterday's two words. As she was listening to the song and trying to write at the same time, she saw a shadow hover around her. She finally looked up, the man in the green apron and black shirt and she saw his lips move. She read, "M-A-A-M. Ma'am." She quickly removed her earphones, "Oui?" She corrected and said, "Yes?"


"Ma'am, it is time to shut the shop. It is past 11 o'clock." He tapped his wrist watch. She got a little unsettled. She flustered. "What am I supposed to do," she wondered. "Cheque please," she requested. The man stared back at her. "Has she been drinking?" She looked back, he saw her staring at her. She got a little irritated. "What?" She asked. "You have already paid," he said.

She snapped at herself. "Damn!" She looked at the man, she noted his black shirt and green apron, once again. She tried to read the name but gave up. She needed an eye check-up, it has been long pending. "Sorry, my bad. I forgot." He replied, "No worries." He turned to walk back, but he stopped. He turned back. She saw him put his hand inside his pocket and took out a paper. And she thought, for once it is going to be a gun.

"Will you please fill up this form?" He asked. She took the paper from his hand and started reading it. "Feedback," it read. She sighed. She wondered, "They still exist?" She said, "Yes I will." She sat to fill it up." He waited. He saw her put her hand inside her bag. He thought, "She spends so much time in her laptop. Am so sure, she does not have a pen." But, at that time, she took a fountain pen and started scribbling. "They still exist?" He wondered.

He waited, as she finished filling up the form. While she was filling up the form, from the corner of her eyes, she saw him, staring at her, watching her hand and fingers move. "Disagree. Agree." She finished. "There," she handed over the paper and kept the pen inside. He took it, disappointed at the pace it got over; said, "Thank you." And started walking towards the counter.

As she was packing her stuff, the man returned. The others in the shop by now had shut the front doors. The side door of the shop was open. She was the only customer. One of them had shut the fire alarm by now and lighted a cigarette, near the window, with a small opening, making sure the seniors did not notice. But they did. One of them joined him, followed by five others. Another four cigarette came out. One of them refused the offer of the cigarettes. She thought, "He does not smoke." However, at that moment, he took out a rolling paper and started rolling a joint. She sighed.

He was still standing, as she saw all that happen in front her and pack her stuff. "Oui?" She said, once again. "Are you french?" He asked. She smiled and said, "No." He stopped and wondered. She waited for him to talk. He did not. She looked at him, now, straight into his eyes. Two coloured, she said to herself, "Heterochromia iridum." She ignored, as she started to notice him properly now. Six feet, may six feet two inches. Blonde, wavy hair. Pink lips. Stubble. Brown eyebrows. "Might have coloured his hair," she told herself.

She finally asked, "Yes, how can I help you?" "Should have not said that," she told herself. He saw her. He noted, he noted that she was checking him out, subtlety.

"You said in your feedback that you wanted the staff here to be a little more friendly." He waited for her to say something. She was not listening. She was watching his lips move. He continued, "So, here I am. Hello. Sorry, if you think we are not friendly." And he extended his right hand.

Her gaze broke. She saw his hand coming towards her hand. She waited, she waited for the words to reach her mouth. "Hey, I did not mean that." She did not extend her hand back.

"It is okay," he said. "You come here every day." He wanted to say more, but he stopped and took his hand back, inside his pocket. She saw him wanting to say more.

"Yes, I come after work." She replied. She wanted to now run. The conversation was leading somewhere, she did not want.

"Yes, I know. I am sorry if I am stopping you. But, just wanted to make sure that we are not unfriendly. You come here every day, you are an important person in... life," he stopped and ended the sentence.

She was not looking at him anymore. She had finished packing her stuff. After four cups of coffee and two double-meat sandwich, she was not expecting this conversation. She picked up her bags and looked at him now.

He saw her dump all her belongings inside the bags. He understood that she was not comfortable with this conversation. And now she was looking at him. He wanted. "Another step towards her," he thought. But, instead he said, "The door behind is open. The staff leaves from that side." He did not want to complete the sentence. However, he did, "You can too."

Before he could say anything else, she turned around and started walking. He saw her walking away. But, wait. She stopped and she walked back. "Can I have the feedback form, that one" She pointed at the paper in his hand.

He stretched his hand and gave it to her. She took his pen from his breast pocket. He did not see that coming, but in slow motion saw her hand reach for it and her hand return, near the paper. She handed scribbled something back on the paper and handed it over to him, once again. She said, "See you tomorrow." And she disappeared.

He wanted to reply but could not. He looked at the paper. It read "Strongly Disagree. Except one guy. He was friendly. Even though he forgot to mention his name."

Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Turning 25: My Birthday Wishlist

I have never felt excited about my birthdays. The month February itself makes me feel depressed. It is my birthday month, but either I fall sick or something annoying happens. And, my birthday gets wasted.

During school days, my birthdays used always to clash with final exams. I could not enjoy much. And more so because the next day exam always turned out to be Science exam and later on, Physics exam.

I clearly remember my birthday in 2003. The World Cup was taking place in South Africa. India was to play England on my birthday. Next day was Physics exam, and I knew I would do horribly horrible. However, I did not care. Inside my physics book, I hid the Harry Potter book. I always used to get a Harry Potter book as my birthday gift from my parents. I started reading the book around 7 PM and by 11PM, it was over. Yes, I was a fast reader back then. Plus, a mad Harry Potter fan. I also remember Ashish Nehra's match-winning six-wicket haul against England and my father narrating the story next morning on how Nehra got dehydrated and was seen struggling due to the heat. I remember it all; including the fear and anxiety when I was handed the Physics question paper next morning.

During school days, the only exciting thing about my birthday used to be the Harry Potter books and sometimes Tintin.

I cannot remember my first birthday after I joined college. My second birthday was a wonderful one. We hang out at my friend's place, who recently got married. I remember my friend's mom surprising me with a cake, another friend bringing a rose for me and all of us somehow ended up wearing black-coloured attires. I remember planning out how we will buy a bungalow and name it Gothic Village and stay together. Then the lunch at the small Chinese restaurant. I remember all that happened after that.

The next year, we were too busy with the upcoming final year exam, plus, we had the big fall-out.

I cannot remember how I spent my birthday during my university days. All I remember is giving treat and clicking pictures. It was nice.

But, my most favourite birthday has been spent with my sister. The way I was pampered, I guess I will never be :)

Anyways, the point of writing all these was, my birthday is coming. I am going to be 25. I am already on the mission of writing letters and sending it all the people who had asked for one. If you didn't ask for one, you probably missed a very big opportunity!

However, along with that I have also been asked by many people on what I want on my birthday. Well, I have decided to write out 15 things that I want. Some of them are really funny. But, please feel free to gift. Don't be ashamed in asking whether you can gift anyone of them. You can, by all means, YOU SHOULD. I am not shy about asking for one, why should you be? :P

Plus, if you do decide to gift anyone of the gifts from the following list, please ask and let me know before you do so. As, I don't want multiple people giving me the same gift. You have 23 more days to decide and ask and buy. So go ahead. Feel generous.

And the lists —

1. Xiaomi 10400 mAh power bank: I have for a long time wanting to buy this. However, something always stopped me from buying it. But, my birthday is coming and you can gift me this. Here is it, the best in the lot, reviewed by Phone Radar. - Booked!

2. Kindle WiFi Ereader: Again, another thing I have been wanting to buy but didn't. I buy a lot of books. However, you know how much books take away space and all that comes with it. Even though am a purist when it comes to book, I have decided to move on, and you can help me do it! Buy and gift from here!

3. Parker Vector Fountain Pen: I love fountain pens. They are classic. I need one. No more reasons. And I want this colour one - Link to buy. - Booked.

4. Star Wars T-shirts or merchandise and  Batman T-shirts or merchandise: I am big Star Wars fan. I have padawan braid. What is it? Check here. And, WHO DOESN'T LOVE BATMAN?

5. Perfume: Well, a lady need to smell good.

6. Wrist watch: At one point of time, I had seven wrist watches. Now I have only two working. One for casual wear, one sports wear. You can always gift me the party wear :P :D

Here you go, an example


7. Rasta Beanie cap: I want one. I cannot handle my hair. Black coloured rasta beanie will do. Don't fret.

8. Coffee Mug: I was thinking of buying one for the office, but now that my birthday is here, you can gift. Link. - Booked.

9. AN EARPHONE. MY TWO YEAR OLD JUST DIED. Links - One, Two, and Three.

10. Gym Membership: Don't you want me to stay in good health and look good? What are you thinking? Go ahead! Ask and gift one!

11. Beauty package deal: Yes, you would want me to look my best on my birthday! That too 25th!

12. Dinner or Lunch deal: I am planning to go for lunch or dinner at some awesome place. Your gift would be a great relief!

13. Heavier Than Heaven: I want this Kurt Cobain book! I WANT I WANT I WANT. GIFT ME.

14. ED SHEERAN IS COMING TO MUMBAI. YOU CAN BUY ME A TICKET :D

15. Meet Dalai Lama: If you can help me in whatsoever possible way to meet His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama, I will be ever grateful. And that, will be, always my greatest gift in life.

Other stuff that you can gift me - My Amazon Wishlist Link :P

HAPPY GIFTING. I AM WAITING FOR ALL OF YOUR REPLIES, ESPECIALLY YOU KNOW WHO ALL!

P.S. Stop gifting tiffin boxes. Please.