Alright, as i mentioned in my last post, i am going to bore you with all the details of my last few 'crazy' days back in India just before arriving here and the most amazing aspect is that a few of the ass kicking things are continuing here as well in Brisbane. So here are a few best of them worth sharing with you all.....
1) As most of you know about my personal loss just a week before leaving for Brisbane, it was a huge chaos scene at home with all the relatives pouring in from the length and breadth of the country. Along with them, came the numerous question about Australia, safety and accommodation plans here which literally makes you feel a bit skeptical about your decision in the first place, later to realize the impracticality of thinking about this situation. Some of the best questions were like - " Beta, wahan to Indians ko bahut maar rahe hain", " Are, wahan to scene bahut kharab hain, kaise manage karoge". Gosh! Give me a break please!
After the Uthawani (the rememberance sermon) function of grand mom got completed, dad got a call on his mobile that our office has caught fire. There was utter chaos as we left all the guests at home and rushed towards the office in Old Delhi. The fire was caused due to the wires hanging outside the office (thanks to fucking Delhi electricity board). We are in paper business, so all the stock was piled on and in reams. The fire brigade came on time, and they did put off the fire. But in overall scenario, there was more damage done by the water from them than by fire. The reams of paper were either burnt or soaked in water, making them unusable for the future transactions. It was heartbreaking to see such a loss , and the timing of that fire make me think wtf, who is writing that script?
2) I was flying on last Friday night, and on Wednesday night, i realized that my laptop which came from the HP service station is not working properly due to the screen hinges gone for a toss. Immediately began a mad search about buying a laptop from India, which ended the next day with a brand new Acer Aspire series Laptop after seeing like zillion of brands and comparing features/prices. I know some of you may be wondering about the fact that why not you bought in Australia, well due to high exchange rate, the cost of buying a laptop is almost the same now in both India and Australia. Also, if i bought one here in Australia, then the old HP one would have been lying here only cooling its batteries. :D. So, in any case i was itching to get a new one from a long time. Btw, this is my first post from the new one :P
3) I really didn't had the chance of packing my bags because of the mad rush, i just shopped for things and deposited in one corner, only to be packed properly by my sis and mom. But i was in for a rude shock - my weight management skills went for a sixer as the weight of the luggage came out to be 7 kg more than the required limit of 40kg on student visa. Add to it , my hand luggage too was about 5kg more than the prescribed limit of 10kg :D. God knows what fucking weighing machines the Malaysian Airlines used on the Delhi airport. Anyways, then began a mad rush about disposing some of the "not-so-important" items, also I surreptitiously transferred a few of the electronics items to my laptop bag (which incidentally is never weighed :D), but i still had to pay 1500 per kg for the extra luggage. It was just a start of a really bad flight !
4) When i entered the connecting flight from Delhi to Kuala lampur, an uncle sitting beside mentioned to me in the waiting lounge that there is a tourist group of 64 Indians in the same flight. I ignored it initially, only to realize that sometimes the most ignored things in life can become the most cherished memories every in life. Man, that group contained all the jats and the biharis from the nook and corner of India, it was one of the most rowdy, undisciplined, uncourteous group I have ever seen in a flight. They were probably on the first International flight (or may be even first flight), and their enthusiasm was crossing all boundaries. They were jumping here and there like it their asses were set on fire, screaming like they have just lost their virginity, and making the aircraft look like a Disco floor.The air hostess literally had to shout at the top of the lungs to those people - either u sit down and tuck in your seat belts or I am calling security :D. The show didn't end here, the take off was concurrently enchanted with prayers like -" bharat Mata ki Jai ho", " Chacha chowdhary chala KL" (the Pilot, his initials were CC) , "Katrina ki Maa ...Amar rahe"(An airhostess who had a stark resemblance with Katrina Kaif), " Jai maa Kali" and what not :D. Well, to cut it short it was probably the most celebrated, most entertaining and the most enjoyable take off i have ever had in my life in a flight.
5) After KL, our flight was scheduled to go directly to Brisbane. But, again i realized too late (ya, i know its just been those days, everything is being realized late :P) that it has a stop over to Sydney, and worse- we had to check out with hand luggage and board the same flight after 1.5 hours. Anyways, i wanted to convey back home about my whereabouts, and was looking for an internet connection to at least drop a mail back home, which would have been sufficient. I couldn't get through any of the internet wireless connections, so i went about loitering around the airport to see any other alternative. Unfortunately, it was occupied with a couple who was ferociously involved in PDA, well saying it just a PDA would be a gross understatement, because really seeing them made me actually forget my whole purpose at the counter - which was to drop a mail back home :D For a moment, the boundary lines of having PDA and having sex was getting blurred till I asked them if they can excuse me, they reluctantly and unwillingly did, i wrote a mail back home and realized later, what a first entry this is going to be under the Label - Slutty Sydney :D
6) On reaching Brisbane, there was an airport reception from the University itself, where they would take us to the temporary accommodation we have booked in the city in the cab. We reached the place at around 11:30pm, were greeted with the regular expressions of 'cheers' and 'mate', till it felt on our half-deaf ears and sore eyes, from the receptionist saying sorry sir, we have no booking in your name :D I was like wtf, we have booked it, check properly. He said to provide me a booking reference number, which they never provided on the email but they did confirm it that it has been booked. I was adamant and Ultimately, they had to relent and provide me a higher rent room to which we again objected, and they provided me with the a higher rent room on the room rent to which we booked it earlier over the internet. Phew !
7) The last week has been fun with all settling down here in the place, getting to know the city, getting familiar with the university, and best, looking for accommodation makes me feel like singing the song - Ek Akela Is Sheher mein :P Finally, we have got a decent accommodation and would be moving in tomorrow afternoon with all our bags after completing the formalities in the morning. With winter having already arrived here, and coming from Saadi Sultry Delhi was a huge weather change, i am down with cough and cold as i write this sitting in the university library. Hope to get some rest over the weekend. Ahem...
PS: I received two emails in the last week complaining about the lack of 5500 fictional tales on this blog in recent times. Well, my sincere apologies to those people (and others too!), but as you may have realized by this post, i had some serious reasons not to follow up on that Label. But I love writing love stories, hopefully Hopeless Romantic would be back soon with another Mushy corny love story :D Stay well, happy blogging ! Cheers, mate :D