Bhopal nagari tumhaari Jai ho

Its been 15 days since I am in Bhopal.
Few days back my colleague S came and told me that I need to go to Bhopal for a project for 5 or 6 days. Since I have been practically a Nomad for most of my professional life I took this to be one of many official trips that I have undertaken. By the way this trip was first of its kind for me. I came to know the real reason for my Visit after 4 days reaching there...what a quick revelation.
The work kept on extending since I came here.I am sure if any other engineer would have taken this project he would have finished it long back.But thanks to my shaatir,chalak dimag that I am still slogging with myriad issues.
So the visit of 5 days became visit of 8 days.I called my Mom on 5th day and told that I will come back home after 2 days.Then this 8 days became 12 days.Again I called Mom and on 10th day told same thing.
Then the 12 day visit became 15 days...I called home Mom again and told"Mom this time I am surely coming after 3 days"
Mom was like,"Dont come...hmph" and kept the phone.

Now I will tell you people something about Bhopal.Its very beautifull and small city. People normally go to sleep by 9PM,all shops are closed by 10 and after 10.30 its late night. Once I sat in office working late. At about 10.30 PM I went to my Hotel. The liftman was nicely snoring.On coming to reception of Hotel I noticed that Receptionist wasnt there.Again I heard Snoring.The guy was nicely sleeping on the Sofa in corridor, probably he was in wonderland with Madhuri Dixit or Mallika.Obviously he wasnt happy on being disturbed when he was on date(so what if it was in his dreams).I took my keys after waking him up.He told
"Sahab itni raat ko?"
"Haan,Bank ka locker toot nahi raha tha"
Well he didnt actually cared bout it and went again in his swapnalok.
Coming to my room I thought of ordering food.When I dialed Room service number... no one picked it.I tried again and was greeted by a sleepy voice.
"Kaun hai be.."
be?? this how one addresses guests?
Aneways I went ahead and told"Main room no. 202 se bol raha hoon""Sar...aapke room mein paani rakha hua hai....yawnnnnn...?
"Paani nahi khana chahiye mujhe.Suno 2 roti,1 Dal..."
"Sar sar...ruko....room service 10 baje band ho jaati hai"
"Dus baje? what the fcuk....mujhe bhook lagi hai.Mujhe khana chahiye."
"Bahar kha lo" and kept the phone.
I felt like catching this guy and peeing on his face.I didnt have energy to go out.But gathered whatever was there and went outside.The liftman got up from his slumber and watched me with questioning eyes.
Coming out of Hotel I was shocked...not even a single kutta was there on streets.There was a small market near by.Same thing....nothing!!!

I saw a rickshaw walah by the side of road and asked him if I can get anything to eat.
"Sahab beech raat mein aapko kuch nahi milega"
Beech raat...what the hell.For these people 11Pm is beech raat!!!
I begged him"Yaar kuch bhi chalega....khane ke liye yahan kuch toh milega"
"Hmmm...haan yahan se thoda aage ek beedi ki dukaan hai"
"Beedi ki dukaan?Main beedi nahi khata....I mean nahi peeta.Thanku"
"Arre sahab....suno.Us dukaan pe biskut milega...woh khalena"

Those words were like tunes of lata mangeshkar. I felt like kissing that persons forehead(dont think in 'other' manner you pervets).

So moral of the story is that at 11.15PM I was in my room Munching ParleG and Tiger biscuits and few eclair choclates watching Big Boss....yup on News channel :P.

This is New Market Chowk.View from my office


At Lake View


From terrace of our office Building.
Behind are the mountains near Great Lake.
Oh my god its 8.45...15 mins for hotels to close....Story will continue...bye