It was 8:00 PM when Shiva was heading towards the Central Railway Station. He was informed by Akshaya that it would be CC1 coach and the train would reach the station around 8:00 PM. Shiva had called up the railway inquiry and was informed that the train was delayed by 15 minutes. Till that time he never knew that he was going to meet a relation of his life time.
Shiva's colleagues and Akshaya were flying to United Kingdom for a period of 6 months. The train arrived and so did the people he was waiting for. It was Akshaya's parents who had come to send her off to UK the following day. Akshaya had informed them that there would be a person by name Shiva who would come to receive them. Later in the evening Shiva and Akshaya's family had dinner together.
Akshaya was busy packing her stuffs for the journey and her parents were helping her in getting things arranged. They had informed her that they would be extending the stay for an additional day as they had some important work. (Well it was regarding her Wedding which they didn't want to share at that moment as they thought she was not yet prepared for that)
The next day Shiva accompanied them to send her and his colleagues off to UK. It was mixed emotions as everyone out there was flying together and that was the first time that everyone was leaving abroad. Once the flight took off Shiva accompanied Akshaya's family and got dropped at his residence.
The next day Akshaya's parents were constantly in touch with Shiva to know if their daughter had reached safely. It was a journey of more than 14 hours and Shiva was in constant touch so that they don't feel lost. Later that evening he had been to the guest house to meet them. He inquired about the work for which they had stayed back and they said that they were not able to make it as they were tired and got stuck at the guesthouse. Shiva got a message from his office that Akshaya had reached safely and the same was communicated to her parents. Later that evening Akshaya's parents had to leave and Shiva assisted them back to the Central Railway Station.
Couple of hours later Akshaya called her people and they felt very happy for her reaching safely. Later one day when Akshaya had called her parents they informed her about the reason for their extended stay. Initially Akshaya was angry for they had not informed her in advance, but as they explained everything she was speechless. They said, they were very happy to see Ramakrishnan and wanted to know if she was interested in the alliance. Akshaya pretty confused called Shiva to give him the surprise of the day that. Akshaya informed Shiva that her parents had come to look for an alliance for her and that was the reason for the stay. Shiva felt very happy and congratulated her, but at the same time remembered that they had told him that they were tired and were stuck up at the guest house. Shiva informed Akshaya about the same and tried to convince her saying, they might have probably thought of revealing it to you first before they inform anybody else. But the next was something unexpected as the guy whom they had intended to meet was also working in the same firm and it was none other than L. Ramakrishnan alias Shiva. Shiva was taken back for a moment but at the same time felt confused, disturbed and finally shy for congratulating her and went speechless. Akshaya explained him everything that had happened till then and it goes this way.
Shiva's parents had approached Akshaya's uncle regarding the alliance for Ramakrishnan as they were from the same native. Though Akshaya's parents were willing initially they turned it down as Akshaya was flying abroad. They had informed Akshaya's uncle that they would look for alliance once Akshaya returns and the same was communicated to Shiva's parents. But on the contrary Shiva's parents had assumed that they were giving excuse for rejecting the proposal and were extremely upset. In the meantime Akshaya's parents had thought of visiting Ramakrishnan as he was working in the same organization as Akshaya's without Akshaya's knowledge. So when Akshaya had sent Shiva they thought of consulting him about Ramakrishnan. But the moment they saw him, they recognized him as the person whom they had wanted to meet the next day. Questions arose like
- Why they wanted to meet Ramakrishnan? (In allaiancial terms, meeting a person means, enquiring about him/her using a spy like Shiva)
- Why they didn’t inform him when they met him? (It’s never communicated to the person rather it’s taken through their parents. Also here it was impossible as the person whom they wanted to spy on was the same person whom they had thought of using as a spy) well this was just the first twist.
Now Shiva communicated the same to his parents that Akshaya's parents had come to meet him and explained them everything. He also informed them that he was ok with the alliance. But being rejected once they did not want to continue with the same alliance and said they had looked for a new alliance which is his aunt's daughter Nithya. Now Shiva was shocked as to why they had done this without his consultation because Shiva just hated Nithya’s family from the bottom of his heart. But Shiva's parents was adamant that the wedding would happen with Nithya at any cost and was in no mood to listen to what was Shiva's opinion.
Nithya -- Shiva -- Akshaya
Nithya was a not bad, but her parents were so egoistic about their wealth and her studies. They used to insult Shiva in front of everyone that he was merely a Graduate whereas their daughter was an Engineer. Shiva never liked them from his childhood and neither liked the proposal. Shiva tried to explain the same to his mom and dad that he was not interested in the proposal but his parents were just not in sync with him.
When Akshaya's parents had called him and asked him his interest for her daughter he got convinced and accepted the proposal with pleasure but that was not the same reaction from his parents. It was just a mere ego that was stopping his parents from agreeing to this proposal. This continued for months and Akshaya returned from UK almost after 9 months. Now Akshaya’s parents were kept in darkness as Shiva didn’t want them to feel hurt about what was happening at his home. When Akshaya returned from UK, they thought it would be the appropriate time to initiate the talks and had approached Akshaya’s uncle who had communicated about the alliance.
Akshaya’s uncle had called up Ramakrishnan’s residence to proceed with the wedding plans. This time Shiva's parents said the same dialogue, "We are postponing for another 6 months" in spite of knowing the fact that their children knew about the proposals. With the kind of talks it was evident that they were no longer interested in the proposal and also got to know that it was their assumption that was the reason behind their distress. Now Akshaya’s parents didn’t want to look for a new alliance for it would not be fair from their end. On the other end, it was Shiva who was fighting for his sole rights as he was constantly being pressurized from his parents and Nithya’s relatives. It anger, bitterness, sorrows, frustration grew day by day and at one point his parents realized that it was their mistake to force him into a proposal that he was not interested into. But that was too late as Shiva started to stay off from them and Shiva got isolated from his family for not listening to them.
Everyone knew its mere ego that was not allowing this proposal to move further but something which everyone failed to understand was that the people who were impacted were their kids. Shiva was being isolated from his family because of false accusations from him own family and slowly Akshaya also got into the same circle. After the family feud it was decided to call off the wedding once and for all.
Shiva unable to concentrate on work lost focus on work and lost himself. Akshaya trying to meet both the ends ended up in a fateful situation. They tried all the opportunities they had to convince both the families but everything went in vain. In this process of convincing and consoling another 14 months passed away. They heard what they had never heard in their lives and saw what they had never seen in their lives. May be GOD was teaching them both a lesson about the people around them. With no one else to help them they decided to take a decision of their lives. They got married at a nearby temple, registered themselves and fled away to a different location which is not known by either of the family’s, not even to their friends.
Shiva and Akshaya learnt the lesson of their lives and decided to start their new life. They knew it’s going to be a tough path ahead and made their minds firm and at the same time determined. They found an accommodation for themselves and started to look for jobs. Shiva got a job in a software company and Akshaya got a job in a nearby school. Now both of them are happy living a life for each other and they have been blessed with two kids.
It may be called Assumption, Trustful, Thankful, Impatience, Tolerance, Understanding, Determination and Egoistic but when put together its ATTITUDE that plays the vital role in establishing a healthy relationship. Be it work or life it’s this 8 lettered word that either brings grace or disgrace depending on how we use it. This might be an incident in your neighbourhood but something which we need to understand is there is no life without problem and its all how we handle them. A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will never let you leave the battlefield till the last and make it worth the effort. "ATTITUDE is a little thing that makes a big difference".
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
A Home Sweet Home!!! (NOT a story ... It Happened!!!)
A Home Sweet Home!!! (NOT a story ... It Happened!!!)
This was the first time that Arvind had traveled abroad. He found it tough to get accustomed to the new environment and the people around. Once he reached abroad he met his cousin who assisted him in finding accommodation. Things were fine for a month after which he had to find another place for accommodation. To his misfortune his cousin had left out of town on a business trip for a month. He searched and found an accommodation but since it was a Pak nationality he had multiple thoughts as to how they would be and how they would treat him. The owner came down to meet Arvind and both of them had a chat for sometime, to understand each other. Its similar to the talks the bride and the groom have at the time of engagement, how much can you understand each other in that time period??? There were some requests from Arvind to the owner, and the best part was for anything Arvind requested the owner had a nod, a big nod. Finally the first day started like this,
OWN: Why do you wear SLIPPERS inside the house?
ARV: So that when you head towards the bed, you will have the palms clean.
OWN: But in this country no one wears it.
ARV: May be, but I've been wearing for quite some time. I started wearing it as I had fungal infection.
OWN: Ohh!!! but no one wears in this whole nation.
ARV: So what??? I don't use this SLIPPER when I go outside.
OWN: Even we don't wear!!!
ARV: You don't want me to wear SLIPPERS inside the house. You could have told me directly.
Other than this he thought the place should be OK ... He thought since it was a new place he is taking time to get adjusted to that kind of environment.
But every other day seemed to be having something new. It was a 3BR apartment shared by 5 people, the couples stayed in a bedroom, a guy in another bedroom, a guy in the servants room and the last bedroom occupied by him. So it was more like a guesthouse where you spend your time away from your family but just that all the things would be shared among the people staying in the house. He liked the house for two reasons,
1. He thought had some company with whom he could spend time after work.
2. The owner had a cute kid and he thought he could play with it when he finds some time.
Now with these expectations he moved into the new apartment. The trouble continued the immediate next day when the owner questioned him for cooking.
OWN: Hi Arvind
ARV: Hi
OWN: You are cooking too much. We cannot permit you to cook at home.
ARV: But you agreed saying that I can cook.
OWN: I thought you would cook "Maggi" but you are cooking rice items. Also the curry you make is SPICY which will be harmful for my KID, so please don't cook at home.
ARV: But you charge me RENT including cooking.
OWN: Cook 'Maggi' or something light. Cook Bread!!!
Arvind thought it was too early to react and these things shouldn't bother anyone to that extent. He continued his normal cooking as he got another company. When he other room-mate tasted his food was interested and so they started having food together. They had a TV in the hall which suddenly got disappeared as these two used to watch it after their work for an hour. When inquired with the Owner, he has informed them that the other room-mates sister was in the same apartment and needed the TV.
Later the days went by when Arvind once heard music during late night. When he tracked he found that the TV was in the neighboring room and the owner had handed it to him as Arvind and his friend were watching TV regularly. Both grew angry and wanted to thrash the owner but again being a new country left him. Now they had nothing to watch while having food, so they got their mobile phones and listened to music while having food. Next day the owner called Arvind and said, "You should not have food in the Hall"
ARV: Ok, can we having it on the dining table here?
OWN: No, no, this is not meant to have food.
ARV: #$%#@ Then???
OWN: My KID needs to play in the hall and dining room, so please don't have it here. Have food in your bedroom.
ARV: What??? In Bedroom??? (He was about to slap the owner, thank God his friend came to the rescue and took his aside.)
With no other go, he had to have food from the Bedroom.
Some days later he found his vessels kept in the Kitchen, in the trash can along with other trash items. He felt so wild that he banged the owners door and called for him. The owner knowing the scenario before hand said, "My KID might have dropped them in the trash. Please keep the utensils in the Bedroom, else she might throw them away". With no other option, he had to have utensils in the Bedroom.The same repeated for the food stuffs, spice boxes and all his food items. So the owner was successful in getting all his things into his bedroom. There were few utensils in the Kitchen as the Bedroom was stuffed with all these food items that there was no space left for other vessels. The owner used his KID as the bait to get everything done, to the extent of asking Arvind to take his majestic MUSH.
He then decided, let there be one more complaint he would call it a day. Not long within another hour he received a SMS "Arvind you have kept the knife in the Kitchen, my KID took it, so please dont keep it here"
He just analysed for a while
My little KID needs to play, so please don't sit in the hall (around 9:00 PM)
My little KID is scared to see you people, please take off the mustache (if possible)
My little KID needs to play in Kitchen so please keep all your vessels in the Bedroom
My little KID throws whatever she finds into the dustbin ... she has so far thrown (rice measure cup, one dress)
My little KID is taking the utensils (knife, Gas Weight, Oil, Masala box, Chutney Powder) so please keep them out of her reach, better keep them in Bedroom
Thats the day he decided and informed the owner ... He is leaving the place for good ... He said, I leave because I was not comfortable here ... Thanks and Good Bye
He got the independence from the Pak on 30th Dec ... Another thing stuck his was, probably this might have been the reason for the split between IND and PAK ... Give a little, take a lot!!! One BIG reason for the OWN to behave this way was his wife who hated Arvind just for the reason that she was asked to cook at home by her husband seeing Arvind cooking. So she cooked up good stories which was the cause of split. Now Arvind is happy as ever away, far away from those TERRORISTS!!!
This was the first time that Arvind had traveled abroad. He found it tough to get accustomed to the new environment and the people around. Once he reached abroad he met his cousin who assisted him in finding accommodation. Things were fine for a month after which he had to find another place for accommodation. To his misfortune his cousin had left out of town on a business trip for a month. He searched and found an accommodation but since it was a Pak nationality he had multiple thoughts as to how they would be and how they would treat him. The owner came down to meet Arvind and both of them had a chat for sometime, to understand each other. Its similar to the talks the bride and the groom have at the time of engagement, how much can you understand each other in that time period??? There were some requests from Arvind to the owner, and the best part was for anything Arvind requested the owner had a nod, a big nod. Finally the first day started like this,
OWN: Why do you wear SLIPPERS inside the house?
ARV: So that when you head towards the bed, you will have the palms clean.
OWN: But in this country no one wears it.
ARV: May be, but I've been wearing for quite some time. I started wearing it as I had fungal infection.
OWN: Ohh!!! but no one wears in this whole nation.
ARV: So what??? I don't use this SLIPPER when I go outside.
OWN: Even we don't wear!!!
ARV: You don't want me to wear SLIPPERS inside the house. You could have told me directly.
Other than this he thought the place should be OK ... He thought since it was a new place he is taking time to get adjusted to that kind of environment.
But every other day seemed to be having something new. It was a 3BR apartment shared by 5 people, the couples stayed in a bedroom, a guy in another bedroom, a guy in the servants room and the last bedroom occupied by him. So it was more like a guesthouse where you spend your time away from your family but just that all the things would be shared among the people staying in the house. He liked the house for two reasons,
1. He thought had some company with whom he could spend time after work.
2. The owner had a cute kid and he thought he could play with it when he finds some time.
Now with these expectations he moved into the new apartment. The trouble continued the immediate next day when the owner questioned him for cooking.
OWN: Hi Arvind
ARV: Hi
OWN: You are cooking too much. We cannot permit you to cook at home.
ARV: But you agreed saying that I can cook.
OWN: I thought you would cook "Maggi" but you are cooking rice items. Also the curry you make is SPICY which will be harmful for my KID, so please don't cook at home.
ARV: But you charge me RENT including cooking.
OWN: Cook 'Maggi' or something light. Cook Bread!!!
Arvind thought it was too early to react and these things shouldn't bother anyone to that extent. He continued his normal cooking as he got another company. When he other room-mate tasted his food was interested and so they started having food together. They had a TV in the hall which suddenly got disappeared as these two used to watch it after their work for an hour. When inquired with the Owner, he has informed them that the other room-mates sister was in the same apartment and needed the TV.
Later the days went by when Arvind once heard music during late night. When he tracked he found that the TV was in the neighboring room and the owner had handed it to him as Arvind and his friend were watching TV regularly. Both grew angry and wanted to thrash the owner but again being a new country left him. Now they had nothing to watch while having food, so they got their mobile phones and listened to music while having food. Next day the owner called Arvind and said, "You should not have food in the Hall"
ARV: Ok, can we having it on the dining table here?
OWN: No, no, this is not meant to have food.
ARV: #$%#@ Then???
OWN: My KID needs to play in the hall and dining room, so please don't have it here. Have food in your bedroom.
ARV: What??? In Bedroom??? (He was about to slap the owner, thank God his friend came to the rescue and took his aside.)
With no other go, he had to have food from the Bedroom.
Some days later he found his vessels kept in the Kitchen, in the trash can along with other trash items. He felt so wild that he banged the owners door and called for him. The owner knowing the scenario before hand said, "My KID might have dropped them in the trash. Please keep the utensils in the Bedroom, else she might throw them away". With no other option, he had to have utensils in the Bedroom.The same repeated for the food stuffs, spice boxes and all his food items. So the owner was successful in getting all his things into his bedroom. There were few utensils in the Kitchen as the Bedroom was stuffed with all these food items that there was no space left for other vessels. The owner used his KID as the bait to get everything done, to the extent of asking Arvind to take his majestic MUSH.
He then decided, let there be one more complaint he would call it a day. Not long within another hour he received a SMS "Arvind you have kept the knife in the Kitchen, my KID took it, so please dont keep it here"
He just analysed for a while
My little KID needs to play, so please don't sit in the hall (around 9:00 PM)
My little KID is scared to see you people, please take off the mustache (if possible)
My little KID needs to play in Kitchen so please keep all your vessels in the Bedroom
My little KID throws whatever she finds into the dustbin ... she has so far thrown (rice measure cup, one dress)
My little KID is taking the utensils (knife, Gas Weight, Oil, Masala box, Chutney Powder) so please keep them out of her reach, better keep them in Bedroom
Thats the day he decided and informed the owner ... He is leaving the place for good ... He said, I leave because I was not comfortable here ... Thanks and Good Bye
He got the independence from the Pak on 30th Dec ... Another thing stuck his was, probably this might have been the reason for the split between IND and PAK ... Give a little, take a lot!!! One BIG reason for the OWN to behave this way was his wife who hated Arvind just for the reason that she was asked to cook at home by her husband seeing Arvind cooking. So she cooked up good stories which was the cause of split. Now Arvind is happy as ever away, far away from those TERRORISTS!!!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Delivery Trouble!!!
It so happened that my cousin had placed an order for new sofa sets for the new year. These are not the ready made one's, rather they start the build after we place the order. The cost of 1 3 seater and 2 one seater costs $4500 and an additional 2 seater costs $1500 seater, so the total price comes to $6000. He gave discount of $1000 and the final price was $5000.
Now the delivery time was 2 weeks, but even after 2 weeks there was no updates. So couple of days later we went there to check what had happened. The dealer said except the 2 seater rest are ready. We told him, "We don't need the sofa" and canceled the order and took the one's which were ready and asked him to deduct the amount of the 2 seater ... finally we closed the deal for $5000 - $1500 = $3500 ... A good deal I say!!!
I told this to one of my colleague, he said its the same problem with the tailor, he does not deliver the dress on time. He said he wanted to teach the tailor a lesson, thought for a while and left to a tailoring shop where he had given the order for stitching the suit. The delivery didn't happen on time and he approached the tailor and said, "I don't need the suit anymore ... I cancel the order" and canceled the order. He informed me that he had canceled the stitching order as it was going beyond the delivery date. It actually took him a day for him to understand that there is no loss for the tailor rather it would be him a loser.
Most often we try to correlate several things that happen the same way, but we forget the most important thing ... Time & Place ... Where to use it and when to use it!!! It might be a funny incident but a lot can be learned from the incident. LIFE is just a 4 lettered word, but it makes real sense only when you arrange them in an order L...I...F...E and it should be lived to the fullest when you get a chance.
You've got it now, Live It!!!
Now the delivery time was 2 weeks, but even after 2 weeks there was no updates. So couple of days later we went there to check what had happened. The dealer said except the 2 seater rest are ready. We told him, "We don't need the sofa" and canceled the order and took the one's which were ready and asked him to deduct the amount of the 2 seater ... finally we closed the deal for $5000 - $1500 = $3500 ... A good deal I say!!!
I told this to one of my colleague, he said its the same problem with the tailor, he does not deliver the dress on time. He said he wanted to teach the tailor a lesson, thought for a while and left to a tailoring shop where he had given the order for stitching the suit. The delivery didn't happen on time and he approached the tailor and said, "I don't need the suit anymore ... I cancel the order" and canceled the order. He informed me that he had canceled the stitching order as it was going beyond the delivery date. It actually took him a day for him to understand that there is no loss for the tailor rather it would be him a loser.
Most often we try to correlate several things that happen the same way, but we forget the most important thing ... Time & Place ... Where to use it and when to use it!!! It might be a funny incident but a lot can be learned from the incident. LIFE is just a 4 lettered word, but it makes real sense only when you arrange them in an order L...I...F...E and it should be lived to the fullest when you get a chance.
You've got it now, Live It!!!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
It happens only in Singapore
It was just another day that we (me and my friend) finished a late night shopping and left Mustafa at around 2:30 AM. We happened to board the Comfort Taxi from Little India to Pasir Ris. It was a pleasant journey as the driver kept us updated about the happening in and around Singapore. That's when I felt thirsty and asked the driver for some water. Though he had the intention to give some water to me, he gave us something else ... a water of knowledge.
It so happens in Indonesia, that people who go to Pubs get looted black and white. They don't realize what happened and how it all happened? Its mainly targeted people who have the tendency to dance a little bit between the drinks or probably between the sips, as such Indonesia is famous for all the illegal activities. So when a person goes to the pub, he is watched ... next he is targeted. When they serve the drinks be very cautious as in who is serving it ... They tend to mix something that can intoxicate you ... make you feel giddy ... can make you lose memory (GHAJINI) Next that realize is that you have shared a condo with the laymen in the streets.
The worse one's are when you take the fresh water bottle, they tend to inject them using needles that we never realize that its already contaminated.
Finally he said, why I told you this is there are Indonesian people in Singapore as well. Some drivers belong to Indonesia and are settled here but their attitude has not changed. So beware of such people and don't take water from anyone and everyone. This is not your country India to trust everyone and consider them as your brother.
So that was the answer to my simple question, "Do you have water?"
Now as he finished the lecture we reached our destination. We both were so involved in his "Gyan Session" that we forgot ourselves completely and assured ourselves of being careful. Now I got off the cab and went to collect the luggage and asked my friend to carry rest of the items. After the tiresome shopping and the valuable travel we felt quite relaxed and we exchanged our thoughts. The time was 3:30 AM and the city was half-asleep, I saw a couple of girls stopping the taxi that we traveled for their travel needs. Something struck me that I would meet the driver again ... why ... when ... what for ??? No One KNOWS!!!
Sometime later as we were getting onto the lift, we thought of calling our other friend who was fast asleep at home. It has been a common practice to wake up people who are sleeping that too when they tend to go to the "Deep Sleep Mode" ... (I still remember how Mani used to wake up his cousin after his night shift) That's when we realized that our phones were not with us. We checked our bags, they I remembered asking my friend to collect all the stuffs from the car. So both our mobiles were left behind in the car. Apple iPOD - 3GS and Blackberry Bold 9000!!!
We didn't know what to do and where to go ... I ran ahead of him to see if the taxi was somewhere near the signals. It was a half-empty road but I saw a similar taxi little further. Assuming that to be our taxi I ran faster to et hold of him. As I reached the place the driver applied the gear and by the time he could accelerate I was there in front of the taxi. I stopped him to see if it was the same driver who dropped us a little while ago. But to our dismay it was another taxi driver from the same taxi office - Comfort. I took the number from him and ran to the nearest PCO and made a call to the Comfort office asking them to track the cab. They asked me for the mobile information and our personal information. Once we gave them, they said they would call us within few minutes after reaching the driver of the taxi. Since we didn't have an alternate mobile I had to rush back home to get my alternative mobile. They had tried reaching us in the meanwhile to give us an update regarding the mobile and the taxi driver.
Since we didnot receive the message we were so tensed, so tensed that we started to recollect what wrong had we done??? It might be just a phone, but to think that we have lost S$2000 is nothing easy to digest. In the next couple of minutes I had come down from my apartment and rushed towards the place (PCO) from where I had made the first call. Since it was a long straing road I could see a car parked near the PCO with its lights flickering. I could not resist myself from running harder. I started to thank all the stars and GOD of course when I looked up. Yes I saw the same taxi ... the taxi driver was waiting for us ... He taught us another lesson ... Be Careful, not everyone in this world are like me to return your stuffs back to you ... You must be really LUCKY to have them back.
I called the Comfort office and thanked them as well as the driver. They asked me to about the incident and gave kudos to driver for his genuineness. As we walked back, we thought for a moment ... what if I had lost else where ... well my track record of losing mobiles would have gone up by 1 to 6 ... I should have lost my previous mobiles in similar circumstances and there people made use of the opportunity and here stands a man who has driven back to give our possessions. Well ... well ... It happens only in Singapore!!!
It so happens in Indonesia, that people who go to Pubs get looted black and white. They don't realize what happened and how it all happened? Its mainly targeted people who have the tendency to dance a little bit between the drinks or probably between the sips, as such Indonesia is famous for all the illegal activities. So when a person goes to the pub, he is watched ... next he is targeted. When they serve the drinks be very cautious as in who is serving it ... They tend to mix something that can intoxicate you ... make you feel giddy ... can make you lose memory (GHAJINI) Next that realize is that you have shared a condo with the laymen in the streets.
The worse one's are when you take the fresh water bottle, they tend to inject them using needles that we never realize that its already contaminated.
Finally he said, why I told you this is there are Indonesian people in Singapore as well. Some drivers belong to Indonesia and are settled here but their attitude has not changed. So beware of such people and don't take water from anyone and everyone. This is not your country India to trust everyone and consider them as your brother.
So that was the answer to my simple question, "Do you have water?"
Now as he finished the lecture we reached our destination. We both were so involved in his "Gyan Session" that we forgot ourselves completely and assured ourselves of being careful. Now I got off the cab and went to collect the luggage and asked my friend to carry rest of the items. After the tiresome shopping and the valuable travel we felt quite relaxed and we exchanged our thoughts. The time was 3:30 AM and the city was half-asleep, I saw a couple of girls stopping the taxi that we traveled for their travel needs. Something struck me that I would meet the driver again ... why ... when ... what for ??? No One KNOWS!!!
Sometime later as we were getting onto the lift, we thought of calling our other friend who was fast asleep at home. It has been a common practice to wake up people who are sleeping that too when they tend to go to the "Deep Sleep Mode" ... (I still remember how Mani used to wake up his cousin after his night shift) That's when we realized that our phones were not with us. We checked our bags, they I remembered asking my friend to collect all the stuffs from the car. So both our mobiles were left behind in the car. Apple iPOD - 3GS and Blackberry Bold 9000!!!
We didn't know what to do and where to go ... I ran ahead of him to see if the taxi was somewhere near the signals. It was a half-empty road but I saw a similar taxi little further. Assuming that to be our taxi I ran faster to et hold of him. As I reached the place the driver applied the gear and by the time he could accelerate I was there in front of the taxi. I stopped him to see if it was the same driver who dropped us a little while ago. But to our dismay it was another taxi driver from the same taxi office - Comfort. I took the number from him and ran to the nearest PCO and made a call to the Comfort office asking them to track the cab. They asked me for the mobile information and our personal information. Once we gave them, they said they would call us within few minutes after reaching the driver of the taxi. Since we didn't have an alternate mobile I had to rush back home to get my alternative mobile. They had tried reaching us in the meanwhile to give us an update regarding the mobile and the taxi driver.
Since we didnot receive the message we were so tensed, so tensed that we started to recollect what wrong had we done??? It might be just a phone, but to think that we have lost S$2000 is nothing easy to digest. In the next couple of minutes I had come down from my apartment and rushed towards the place (PCO) from where I had made the first call. Since it was a long straing road I could see a car parked near the PCO with its lights flickering. I could not resist myself from running harder. I started to thank all the stars and GOD of course when I looked up. Yes I saw the same taxi ... the taxi driver was waiting for us ... He taught us another lesson ... Be Careful, not everyone in this world are like me to return your stuffs back to you ... You must be really LUCKY to have them back.
I called the Comfort office and thanked them as well as the driver. They asked me to about the incident and gave kudos to driver for his genuineness. As we walked back, we thought for a moment ... what if I had lost else where ... well my track record of losing mobiles would have gone up by 1 to 6 ... I should have lost my previous mobiles in similar circumstances and there people made use of the opportunity and here stands a man who has driven back to give our possessions. Well ... well ... It happens only in Singapore!!!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
First Flight Journey Chennai to Singapore
The flight journey was another memorable one as it was the first time that I stepped onto a flight. The thought about the journey in the flight keeps one rolling ... Travel in the Place (new people, new culture, all the movies which had been shot in such sequence), Air-Hostess (let me ask her this 'n' that, let me try to impress her), Food (let me order as much as possible) and Photo shoot (with the Air-hostess, the aerial view, the ambiance)
At the entrance you are welcomed by your most expected "Air-Hostess" and she guides you to the seat ... There were from strange behavior that I observed among the passengers ... Whenever the air-host passes by they would not have realized itself, but when the air-hostess passes by they try and do anything and everything possible to establish a conversation. It would be like they try to impress her (just like the "Hero's" in Bollywood, Kollywood, Tollywood) They would be Mother-Teresa at times ... else Super Star. I thought what best someone could do to impress them that too in such a small place. I felt it when I was putting my seat belts. Though it was the first time in flight, wearing seat belts was not a tedious task as it was similar to the way that you wear the seat belts in the car. Now I had my 3 sweaters and the 2 jackets wrapped on my lap and I managed to wear the seat belts as per the instruction (the air-host and the air-hostess demonstrate what needs to be done while travelling and at the time of emergencies). As their routine check before take off, they went across all the seats to check if all the passengers had worn the seat belts correctly. Just before she came to our section, the guy on one side asked me to wear the belts tightly ... I replied, it was OK ... But he pushed my jacket aside and started fiddling and started to adjust it ... As the air-hostess approached us, she asked if any help was required ... The guy politely replied, "No thanks, just helping him adjust his seat belt" what an act of heroism and the latter smiled and said "Thank You". Remember "Driving an Auto in the Cycle's Gap"!!!
The Flights "Take-Off" is the best moment of all ... It would be just like a Usain Bolt getting ready for the sprint (best part is, it would be in the slow-motion style) ... The flight moves to one end of the runway slowly, steadily, just like a warm-up session. Once its on the one end it takes a U turn to face the track (well this depends on where the runway is) ... On your mark ... Set (the engine gives the loud noise) ... GO!!! ... just like the 100m race sprint of UB, the flight pushes itself with the maximum power, exhausts maximum energy then just before it realizes that if it continues this way it would hit the wall it gives a jerk like Mike Powell and takes off from the ground and then what it is called "flight" and glides in the air. Every moment you could feel the flight pushing itself upward, screeching the sky and moving into a new world altogether. This is the best part of the whole flight journey and suggest others not to wear any cotton, or headsets to your ears ... (you would miss something very precious), then again if you have acousticophobia then its better to take all the necessary measurements.
Once the flight takes off its just like you go in any other airbus on the roads. Here there won't be any traffic police ... no "take diversion" ... no checking inspection ... no wait for trains to pass by as we have on the roads. But remember you still have the bumpy travel every time you hit a cloud. The AH's give us update every time the flight is changing the direction just to keep us alert. This is another place our hero's become active, when they are asked to occupy the seats at the time of take off ... people take off from their seats to the wash room ... not sure if something else as well takes off :D
The later part of the journey would be more like a train travel ... Some enjoying the night lights, some the darkness, some reading, some fast asleep and the rest merely loitering around to find out the whereabouts of the Air Hostess. Some behave really strange like the passenger next to my seat, standing and traveling and complaining that his leg room was so less. Something noticeable was when couple of them changed their costumes to "Lungi" in the cabin itself. They would ensure that they make it feel like home. There are books about the flight and emergency exercises and exits and some magazines. The lights can be adjusted as per our needs.
Now comes the exciting one, the food & beverages ... They start with the usual starters like the nuts or snacks. I started off with the ground nuts and peas ... Next was the beverages, I was asked "Beer/Soft Drinks"... I said any "Non-Aerated Drinks" ... The crew went to other passengers and started to take their orders and serving them ... Sometime later one of the Air-Hostess passed a cup to this crew, he gave it to me saying, "We serve this only to the Business class passengers" Guess what ... It was a Tender COCONUT!!! It was the frozen coconut water neatly packed, so I asked him for one more, again he went to the other end and got me one. Next following was the meals ... now the timing is when they finish with the starters from the last row towards the front the meals starts. Its a mini trolley with Veg and Non-Veg variety food packets. I had the Non-Veg as I saw the menu for Veg and felt the NV was much better. The only thing they provide extra is water bottle.
As I completed the early breakfast 3:30 AM IST, we were told about the flight status and other information about the weather and forecast. From that moment starts the preparation for the landing. I was given the immigration form and health check for that I had to give it at the time of immigration. Though it was still 3:30 AM IST, I could see the early morning sky as it was the 6:00 AM SGT. The feeling of you being in Singapore starts that moment. When I peeped through the glasses, we could see the blue sky and the sea. The person sitting on the window seat never bothered to see the outside sky, the only thing he did perfectly was sleeping. The veins felt rejuvenated with the thought that you are about to land in a foreign nation.
Once I filled the forms, I was told about the landing ... The seat belts were worn again, so that was the last time we wear them in that journey ... People started to get their luggage's down from the cabins ... Just like a train people started to accumulate their baggage's near the exit ... This is in spite of the repeated reminders from the cabin crew and air-hostess. They say, we have traveled enough and know what would happen. Some even boss around the air-hostess. With all the ionstructions given in between, we headed for the landing ... it was another pleasure to enjoy but not as much as I enjoyed the take off ... the flight glides, swings and falls to the ground THUND!!! skeeeechhh ... skeeechhh ... the brakes are applied and the flights are taken through the terminals where they need to park the planes. Once the plane was brought to a stand-still I felt the fish market scene, everyone pushing each other, pulling the luggage's and heading towards the exit ... It would look more like an emergency exit, people would be so eager to step out, you may think they are offering something for the first 100 passengers who step out. But nothing of that sort was given, except a pleasant "Thank You"from the air-hostess. So that was another dream coming true in my life, traveling in flight ... being the first of all the flight journeys, i remember every moment and cherish them all the way to this blog.
At the entrance you are welcomed by your most expected "Air-Hostess" and she guides you to the seat ... There were from strange behavior that I observed among the passengers ... Whenever the air-host passes by they would not have realized itself, but when the air-hostess passes by they try and do anything and everything possible to establish a conversation. It would be like they try to impress her (just like the "Hero's" in Bollywood, Kollywood, Tollywood) They would be Mother-Teresa at times ... else Super Star. I thought what best someone could do to impress them that too in such a small place. I felt it when I was putting my seat belts. Though it was the first time in flight, wearing seat belts was not a tedious task as it was similar to the way that you wear the seat belts in the car. Now I had my 3 sweaters and the 2 jackets wrapped on my lap and I managed to wear the seat belts as per the instruction (the air-host and the air-hostess demonstrate what needs to be done while travelling and at the time of emergencies). As their routine check before take off, they went across all the seats to check if all the passengers had worn the seat belts correctly. Just before she came to our section, the guy on one side asked me to wear the belts tightly ... I replied, it was OK ... But he pushed my jacket aside and started fiddling and started to adjust it ... As the air-hostess approached us, she asked if any help was required ... The guy politely replied, "No thanks, just helping him adjust his seat belt" what an act of heroism and the latter smiled and said "Thank You". Remember "Driving an Auto in the Cycle's Gap"!!!
The Flights "Take-Off" is the best moment of all ... It would be just like a Usain Bolt getting ready for the sprint (best part is, it would be in the slow-motion style) ... The flight moves to one end of the runway slowly, steadily, just like a warm-up session. Once its on the one end it takes a U turn to face the track (well this depends on where the runway is) ... On your mark ... Set (the engine gives the loud noise) ... GO!!! ... just like the 100m race sprint of UB, the flight pushes itself with the maximum power, exhausts maximum energy then just before it realizes that if it continues this way it would hit the wall it gives a jerk like Mike Powell and takes off from the ground and then what it is called "flight" and glides in the air. Every moment you could feel the flight pushing itself upward, screeching the sky and moving into a new world altogether. This is the best part of the whole flight journey and suggest others not to wear any cotton, or headsets to your ears ... (you would miss something very precious), then again if you have acousticophobia then its better to take all the necessary measurements.
Once the flight takes off its just like you go in any other airbus on the roads. Here there won't be any traffic police ... no "take diversion" ... no checking inspection ... no wait for trains to pass by as we have on the roads. But remember you still have the bumpy travel every time you hit a cloud. The AH's give us update every time the flight is changing the direction just to keep us alert. This is another place our hero's become active, when they are asked to occupy the seats at the time of take off ... people take off from their seats to the wash room ... not sure if something else as well takes off :D
The later part of the journey would be more like a train travel ... Some enjoying the night lights, some the darkness, some reading, some fast asleep and the rest merely loitering around to find out the whereabouts of the Air Hostess. Some behave really strange like the passenger next to my seat, standing and traveling and complaining that his leg room was so less. Something noticeable was when couple of them changed their costumes to "Lungi" in the cabin itself. They would ensure that they make it feel like home. There are books about the flight and emergency exercises and exits and some magazines. The lights can be adjusted as per our needs.
Now comes the exciting one, the food & beverages ... They start with the usual starters like the nuts or snacks. I started off with the ground nuts and peas ... Next was the beverages, I was asked "Beer/Soft Drinks"... I said any "Non-Aerated Drinks" ... The crew went to other passengers and started to take their orders and serving them ... Sometime later one of the Air-Hostess passed a cup to this crew, he gave it to me saying, "We serve this only to the Business class passengers" Guess what ... It was a Tender COCONUT!!! It was the frozen coconut water neatly packed, so I asked him for one more, again he went to the other end and got me one. Next following was the meals ... now the timing is when they finish with the starters from the last row towards the front the meals starts. Its a mini trolley with Veg and Non-Veg variety food packets. I had the Non-Veg as I saw the menu for Veg and felt the NV was much better. The only thing they provide extra is water bottle.
As I completed the early breakfast 3:30 AM IST, we were told about the flight status and other information about the weather and forecast. From that moment starts the preparation for the landing. I was given the immigration form and health check for that I had to give it at the time of immigration. Though it was still 3:30 AM IST, I could see the early morning sky as it was the 6:00 AM SGT. The feeling of you being in Singapore starts that moment. When I peeped through the glasses, we could see the blue sky and the sea. The person sitting on the window seat never bothered to see the outside sky, the only thing he did perfectly was sleeping. The veins felt rejuvenated with the thought that you are about to land in a foreign nation.
Once I filled the forms, I was told about the landing ... The seat belts were worn again, so that was the last time we wear them in that journey ... People started to get their luggage's down from the cabins ... Just like a train people started to accumulate their baggage's near the exit ... This is in spite of the repeated reminders from the cabin crew and air-hostess. They say, we have traveled enough and know what would happen. Some even boss around the air-hostess. With all the ionstructions given in between, we headed for the landing ... it was another pleasure to enjoy but not as much as I enjoyed the take off ... the flight glides, swings and falls to the ground THUND!!! skeeeechhh ... skeeechhh ... the brakes are applied and the flights are taken through the terminals where they need to park the planes. Once the plane was brought to a stand-still I felt the fish market scene, everyone pushing each other, pulling the luggage's and heading towards the exit ... It would look more like an emergency exit, people would be so eager to step out, you may think they are offering something for the first 100 passengers who step out. But nothing of that sort was given, except a pleasant "Thank You"from the air-hostess. So that was another dream coming true in my life, traveling in flight ... being the first of all the flight journeys, i remember every moment and cherish them all the way to this blog.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Welcome to Singapore
The flight IC-555 took off from Chennai with 10 min delay. Seeing delays up to 6 hours this was nothing in front of them. The journey was fully enjoyed from the take off to the landing. It was around 7:10 AM SGT, as we were landing I happen to see the new place where I was to start a new career. The first thing I noticed was the Singapore river then the runway with all lights lit up. Is this the place that's going to change me??? Is this the place I'm destined for??? No Answers!!!
After finishing the immigration formalities moved towards the checkout counters to collect my baggage. At the airport, I happened to see lots of Singaporean from Indian and most of them happened to know Tamil and immediately there was one song that was on my lips ... Namma Ooru Singaari from Ninaithaley Inikum.
I admired the place for sometime for its infrastructure and then headed towards my guest house. For sometime I felt I was lost as there was no one to guide you as to where to go next? There was an information center, seeing me lost they asked if they would be able to help me. I told them that I had to go to the Eunos Mansion (Guest House) and showed them the contact number of the HR and VP. They gave me 20cents and asked me to use the prepaid phone from there to call one of them and inform about my arrival. It was more like the movie Sivaji, where Rajanikanth stands with a rupee in his hand ... Poo Paathai OR Singam Paathai ... I tried to call my good old friend Arthy ... NO ANSWER, then the HR ... NO ANSWER, so collected the 20 cents and walked back. I was stopped by another person, he said he has a calling card which I can use to make calls for 10$ but it costs only 5$ ... Buy 5$ and make calls for 10$ so 5$ FREE!!!
"Deei Vanthathum Varaathathumaa Yennoda Nethila Yethaiyoo Paathutaandaa ... Usaaru Aiyaa Usaaru" this is the exact thought in my mind. I told him I don't need it and was about to leave. He replied, you Indians won't trust others and won't accept anything that's even free. I had to reply, "Hey Friend, just because it comes for free of cost, its not necessary that I need to take it".
Then I headed back to the information center to thank the ladies there who helped me by giving the 20 cents. I was guided to the taxi stand to go to my guest house. When I went to the taxi stand, I saw a Hyundai Sonata with a LED display on the top reading "TAXI" and some others taxi's with the display as "HIRED", "BUSY". I was waiting and the HS driver asked me if I needed a taxi. I replied "No Thanks" and walked towards the taxi counter asking him, if there would be any other taxi ... The taxi driver didn't understand anything as to why I was asking for another taxi. The person at the counter advised me to take the HS Taxi. I asked him, if there would be any other cheap taxi assuming that Hyundai Sonata might charge high. He said, all the taxi's are the same and asked me to board the taxi. Hyndai Sonata - TAXI - My God, where am I??? The driver helped me with my luggage and we boarded the taxi. I told him the address and zoom he was to the place. First thing the driver asked me was to wear my seat belts, then on it was my turn, I asked him too many questions about the place, driving, climate, route ... etc It was a Chinese speaking driver and had thought that I had come for a RJ position.
The first bike I saw was Bajaj Pulsar, woow our dear Bajaj in Singapore as well!!! COOOL then when I saw the taxis was stunned for a moment, almost all the taxis are either Toyota or Hyundai make. There are even taxis of Mercs and Bentley!!!
It was a journey for about 12 minutes and he charged me 9$ ... I was like from that place till here Rs. 300 ?? Next I thought of calling my people back in India and inform them about my arrival. I had charged for Rs. 400 the previous day and was quite sure that the call would go. To my surprise even the Airtel network got automatically recognised as SingTel. So I made the first call back to India, it was approximately 8:00 AM SGT (5:30 AM IST) and spoke to them for about 2 min and disconnected the call saying will call others as well. Since it was a prepaid card, it gave be the balance saying "Rs. 8.05 left in Your Account" ... I saw the message twice and consoled, convinced and what not ... just to realize that the call made cost Rs. 300 which is Rs. 150 per minute. International roaming is truly International. Later I proceeded to call the HR as I didn't have a clue of the floor or the apartment number. It was Eunos Mansion, its a posh apartment like our Shoba's with all Gym, Swimming Pool and other facilities within the apartment campus.
The I met another person who looked like an Indian, I inquired him about the company guest house but he had no clue. But he showed me a coin booth and gave me few more cents. He had come to Sing for studying and was on his way to morning walk along with the owners. I tried calling my company people and there was no response till I called the Vice-President of my company. Firstly he was shocked to receive a call that early, secondly he was shocked for the reason I was calling him - regd Accommodation. But he was kind enough to provide me a solution and I figured out the company guest house. Now this house has just one key for the main door and the key is kept in the secret place. I took the key from the secret place and entered the appt.
It was a 3 BR apartment (1 Master + 2 Common) fully furnished with A/C, TV, Cable, Broadband ... everything set in place. Luckily I was the only one in the apartment, it was like a dream apartment but missing all my people. Later I had called Albert Anna about my arrival and he said he would visit my shortly. So my journey was safe without major hiccups.
I thought of refreshing myself and get myself settled. After shower thought of taking a short nap for an hour till Anna arrives. The A/c room fully chilled and made my eyes doze off at a sooner pace. Then I heard someone giving me a call on my landline. It was Albert Anna who had tried reaching me for the past 15 minutes. When I saw the time I had slept for 3.5 hours, now you call that a short nap. Slept like crazy in thee A/c room unaware of what is happening around. Thanks to Shruthi (Albert Anna's daughter) who asked him to try give me a ring once again to my landline. He had tried close to 10 times in those 15 min and I was faaaaaaaast asleep.
He guided me to the nearby places and gave some tips for the next days travel. After he left I went to the nearby store to collect a calling card to make some international calls using my landline. I had informed everyone possible till the last balance of that calling card to inform about my arrival. Well. so far didn't find anything so interesting, except that the place was kept clean and disciplined. Everyone obeys the traffic signals and even pedestrians use the Zebra crossing to cross the road, that too only when the singal turns GREEN. So that was the only thing to be mentioned to everyone that I had called.
There were some grocery stores close by, being the first day started to calculate anything and everything in INR. Made some friends at the grocery store and at the hawker centre where I had "Chicken Biriyani" (Singaporean style), my first food item in Singapore. The Biriyani rice was served separately and the roasted chicken separately.
Later in the evening I thought of visiting the nearby places and boarded a bus. Every other person had a swipe card and I had only cash in my hand. I asked the driver to issue me a ticket and he asked me to drop that in the cash box. I asked him for a receipt he said it will generate automatically. But I noticed the machine to be not working and asked him how much to pay and he said 1.40 c ... I had a 2$ note with me and asked him for change ... But he could not understand what I was asking for and just directed me to the cash box. I was confused and asked the bystander for help ... I felt the racism there for the first time, when the person refused to even speak to me ... Looked for a similar skin in the bus, found a happy going couples. Asked them for help and they asked me to drop the cash in the cash box. Since there was no tickets I told the driver that Ididn't have change and gave him just a dollar. Another interesting thing is there is no conductor and everything is handled by the driver. So when you want to get down, you need to press a button that would intimate the driver that someone needs to get down. So that was the first travel in bus - a one dollar travel. All the buses are fit with A/c similar to the Volvo buses in our place.
The first place was Eunos Station, where you have both the bus terminus and the train station close by. I asked for the EZLink card which is used for travel and started to make my travel from there to the places around in bus and train. Actually the bus goes around and around, probably from our front gate to the side gate it would go another 2-3 km and reach our side gate.
The whole of Singapore is well connected using bus and trains (MRT) (Mass Rapid Transit). You won't get lost and even if you get lost call 999 for help. This number is reachable through the mobiles as well. All the bus stops are numbered and the entire stretch of the road has the same name. That's when I realized one thing, that morning Anna had asked me where I stayed and I told him the nearest bus stop read as "Jln Eunos", later I came to know there are more than 7 stopping with the same name stretching for more than few kilometers.
Some important tips for the first timers:
1. Get a SingTel prepaid card when you reach Singapore for mobile connectivity.
2. Collect the EZLink card from the MRT Station (Train station) for internal travels.
3. Have your passport handy always till you get the employment pass.
Wish You a Happy Stay in Singapore!!!
After finishing the immigration formalities moved towards the checkout counters to collect my baggage. At the airport, I happened to see lots of Singaporean from Indian and most of them happened to know Tamil and immediately there was one song that was on my lips ... Namma Ooru Singaari from Ninaithaley Inikum.
I admired the place for sometime for its infrastructure and then headed towards my guest house. For sometime I felt I was lost as there was no one to guide you as to where to go next? There was an information center, seeing me lost they asked if they would be able to help me. I told them that I had to go to the Eunos Mansion (Guest House) and showed them the contact number of the HR and VP. They gave me 20cents and asked me to use the prepaid phone from there to call one of them and inform about my arrival. It was more like the movie Sivaji, where Rajanikanth stands with a rupee in his hand ... Poo Paathai OR Singam Paathai ... I tried to call my good old friend Arthy ... NO ANSWER, then the HR ... NO ANSWER, so collected the 20 cents and walked back. I was stopped by another person, he said he has a calling card which I can use to make calls for 10$ but it costs only 5$ ... Buy 5$ and make calls for 10$ so 5$ FREE!!!
"Deei Vanthathum Varaathathumaa Yennoda Nethila Yethaiyoo Paathutaandaa ... Usaaru Aiyaa Usaaru" this is the exact thought in my mind. I told him I don't need it and was about to leave. He replied, you Indians won't trust others and won't accept anything that's even free. I had to reply, "Hey Friend, just because it comes for free of cost, its not necessary that I need to take it".
Then I headed back to the information center to thank the ladies there who helped me by giving the 20 cents. I was guided to the taxi stand to go to my guest house. When I went to the taxi stand, I saw a Hyundai Sonata with a LED display on the top reading "TAXI" and some others taxi's with the display as "HIRED", "BUSY". I was waiting and the HS driver asked me if I needed a taxi. I replied "No Thanks" and walked towards the taxi counter asking him, if there would be any other taxi ... The taxi driver didn't understand anything as to why I was asking for another taxi. The person at the counter advised me to take the HS Taxi. I asked him, if there would be any other cheap taxi assuming that Hyundai Sonata might charge high. He said, all the taxi's are the same and asked me to board the taxi. Hyndai Sonata - TAXI - My God, where am I??? The driver helped me with my luggage and we boarded the taxi. I told him the address and zoom he was to the place. First thing the driver asked me was to wear my seat belts, then on it was my turn, I asked him too many questions about the place, driving, climate, route ... etc It was a Chinese speaking driver and had thought that I had come for a RJ position.
The first bike I saw was Bajaj Pulsar, woow our dear Bajaj in Singapore as well!!! COOOL then when I saw the taxis was stunned for a moment, almost all the taxis are either Toyota or Hyundai make. There are even taxis of Mercs and Bentley!!!
It was a journey for about 12 minutes and he charged me 9$ ... I was like from that place till here Rs. 300 ?? Next I thought of calling my people back in India and inform them about my arrival. I had charged for Rs. 400 the previous day and was quite sure that the call would go. To my surprise even the Airtel network got automatically recognised as SingTel. So I made the first call back to India, it was approximately 8:00 AM SGT (5:30 AM IST) and spoke to them for about 2 min and disconnected the call saying will call others as well. Since it was a prepaid card, it gave be the balance saying "Rs. 8.05 left in Your Account" ... I saw the message twice and consoled, convinced and what not ... just to realize that the call made cost Rs. 300 which is Rs. 150 per minute. International roaming is truly International. Later I proceeded to call the HR as I didn't have a clue of the floor or the apartment number. It was Eunos Mansion, its a posh apartment like our Shoba's with all Gym, Swimming Pool and other facilities within the apartment campus.
The I met another person who looked like an Indian, I inquired him about the company guest house but he had no clue. But he showed me a coin booth and gave me few more cents. He had come to Sing for studying and was on his way to morning walk along with the owners. I tried calling my company people and there was no response till I called the Vice-President of my company. Firstly he was shocked to receive a call that early, secondly he was shocked for the reason I was calling him - regd Accommodation. But he was kind enough to provide me a solution and I figured out the company guest house. Now this house has just one key for the main door and the key is kept in the secret place. I took the key from the secret place and entered the appt.
It was a 3 BR apartment (1 Master + 2 Common) fully furnished with A/C, TV, Cable, Broadband ... everything set in place. Luckily I was the only one in the apartment, it was like a dream apartment but missing all my people. Later I had called Albert Anna about my arrival and he said he would visit my shortly. So my journey was safe without major hiccups.
I thought of refreshing myself and get myself settled. After shower thought of taking a short nap for an hour till Anna arrives. The A/c room fully chilled and made my eyes doze off at a sooner pace. Then I heard someone giving me a call on my landline. It was Albert Anna who had tried reaching me for the past 15 minutes. When I saw the time I had slept for 3.5 hours, now you call that a short nap. Slept like crazy in thee A/c room unaware of what is happening around. Thanks to Shruthi (Albert Anna's daughter) who asked him to try give me a ring once again to my landline. He had tried close to 10 times in those 15 min and I was faaaaaaaast asleep.
He guided me to the nearby places and gave some tips for the next days travel. After he left I went to the nearby store to collect a calling card to make some international calls using my landline. I had informed everyone possible till the last balance of that calling card to inform about my arrival. Well. so far didn't find anything so interesting, except that the place was kept clean and disciplined. Everyone obeys the traffic signals and even pedestrians use the Zebra crossing to cross the road, that too only when the singal turns GREEN. So that was the only thing to be mentioned to everyone that I had called.
There were some grocery stores close by, being the first day started to calculate anything and everything in INR. Made some friends at the grocery store and at the hawker centre where I had "Chicken Biriyani" (Singaporean style), my first food item in Singapore. The Biriyani rice was served separately and the roasted chicken separately.
Later in the evening I thought of visiting the nearby places and boarded a bus. Every other person had a swipe card and I had only cash in my hand. I asked the driver to issue me a ticket and he asked me to drop that in the cash box. I asked him for a receipt he said it will generate automatically. But I noticed the machine to be not working and asked him how much to pay and he said 1.40 c ... I had a 2$ note with me and asked him for change ... But he could not understand what I was asking for and just directed me to the cash box. I was confused and asked the bystander for help ... I felt the racism there for the first time, when the person refused to even speak to me ... Looked for a similar skin in the bus, found a happy going couples. Asked them for help and they asked me to drop the cash in the cash box. Since there was no tickets I told the driver that Ididn't have change and gave him just a dollar. Another interesting thing is there is no conductor and everything is handled by the driver. So when you want to get down, you need to press a button that would intimate the driver that someone needs to get down. So that was the first travel in bus - a one dollar travel. All the buses are fit with A/c similar to the Volvo buses in our place.
The first place was Eunos Station, where you have both the bus terminus and the train station close by. I asked for the EZLink card which is used for travel and started to make my travel from there to the places around in bus and train. Actually the bus goes around and around, probably from our front gate to the side gate it would go another 2-3 km and reach our side gate.
The whole of Singapore is well connected using bus and trains (MRT) (Mass Rapid Transit). You won't get lost and even if you get lost call 999 for help. This number is reachable through the mobiles as well. All the bus stops are numbered and the entire stretch of the road has the same name. That's when I realized one thing, that morning Anna had asked me where I stayed and I told him the nearest bus stop read as "Jln Eunos", later I came to know there are more than 7 stopping with the same name stretching for more than few kilometers.
Some important tips for the first timers:
1. Get a SingTel prepaid card when you reach Singapore for mobile connectivity.
2. Collect the EZLink card from the MRT Station (Train station) for internal travels.
3. Have your passport handy always till you get the employment pass.
Wish You a Happy Stay in Singapore!!!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
My Trip To Singapore
Singapore ... Nov - 2008 ... Its a place that I've seen in the Maps ... I know my cousin Kenny lives here ... I also knew couple of my friends Palani and Rohit work there ... Its the place most of the queries raised by the support group of ASPAC gets the response from ... So that had been my view all about Singapore
The first call regarding a job opening came somewhere in Dec - 2008 but there was no progress as the person who called had no further information other than it was an opening in Singapore ... All the source provided was, its an onsite opening ... But it was the time when I had been elevated from one level to the other, so was not so keen on the shift.
Well after this there was absolutely no clue of what happened that there was no further updates from the caller ... Since there were other things jolting in my mind that this went out of focus. Later somewhere during the end of Jan there was another call from another person regarding the same job opening ... The job location and the client location were available this time but the job description was not available so when inquired again went on the silencer mode.
Later in July I made up my mind for this role and there started my trip to Singapore
It was so short a duration, too short for me to plan the next few days ... I had a huge list like my MBA Projects, Trip Preparation, Relieving Formalities, Home Shifting, Vehicle Disposing ... on and on ... If that day I had a blog for preparing to Singapore, then there would have been a major relief ... (now you got the reason for the previous blog)
I was so excited about the travel, firstly for the reason that I was stepping on to the flight for the first time and secondly its a different country altogether. Though I was quite excited about the travel parents were not that happy with it, whatever be it staying away from them is not an easy task. So they decided not to accompany me up to the airport else might get emotional.
So it was my dad, my uncle, my bro and my cousin who had come to drop me at the airport. That's the maximum that our car could accommodate. It was the first time that I was entering the gates of Chennai Airport (it had been only dreams till then). I've seen my cousins, uncles go past that gate but that day it was me and only me. It was a different kind of feeling where you are given an entry into a different world. Being the first time it was kind of hyper excitement which ruled me all over. I still remember what all I did, what were right and what went wrong.
With the KT sessions from friends and relatives on how to board the flight ... I was expecting it to happen the way they said ... But just for convenience I had all my documents handy (the Passport (PP), the ticket(FT), a pen) ... I took a trolley and put my luggage as I got off the car. The first check point was the security officers who checked my PP and FT and allowed me in. I could see my people come in through another gate close by. Then I went past the first zone ... it was just like the OSI Reference Model where the data moves from one layer to the other ... Its just that there is no excitement shown by the packets but even they are hyper active at times.
Next I was asked to check the weight of my baggage. As mentioned earlier it is 30 Kg check in and 10 Kg cabin baggage for the Indian Airlines. I took the trooly towards the weighing machine and wooow ... the check in bag weighed 45 Kg and the cabin 9.5 Kg ... That's when I realized that I've been carrying a 55 Kg luggage till the time I got the trolley's. Probably that might help in long time if you plans of joining the weight lifting team. You can always say, this is how I started my career. There was something telling me that my baggage was over weight when I had packed it at home, but I was convinced by my people by saying its less than 30 Kg. Its better to have an empty bag when you travel, because there are some carriers which are very keen about the weight (free weight) that they allow. If its 30 then 30.5 is also either to be paid or removed from the baggage. Here it was not 0.5 Kg but almost 15 Kg that I had to shift to the other bag. Since I was aware that I would be traveling again within a couple of weeks, it was easy for me to plan my travel accordingly. But in case you think you would not travel at least for 6 months or so, then better take the things which you feel is necessary ... For Singapore food is not a constraint, so try to avoid the rice bags, noodles packets as they are avilable in surplous.
Next what happened is the load sharing like the bandwidth, I managed to share the load between the check-in, cabin and the home return baggage and the result was much better 30.6 Kg and 9.8 Kg respectively. Then I wore the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets which were taken off the check-in to make me look heftier. What happened next was unbelievable, I was guided by one of the baggage security personal to go to a specific counter. When I was standing in the queue I noticed a person in front of me giving a package of 45 Kgs ( 3 boxes of 15 Kg each) and he was cleared without any additional payment. Now the funniest part was when that guy was arguing with the baggage officer to include another parcel of 20 Kg. When the officer said it was already exceeding the standard of 30 Kg, he replied, "Why do you bother so much, you cry as if I asked you to carry ... Its only the plane that is going to carry my luggage, then what is your problem?" Now coming back to my story, the baggage officer asked me what happened to the excess weight that I had. I told him that I had packed it and sent it back home. Then he replied, you could have inquired with me before doing that. I might have adjusted it and sent the baggage without the excess payment. Believe me - it happens only in India. People being good is at times helpful, but with people misusing powers and facilities it becomes tough to get the privileges. It is with this security officer that we specify the preferred seat in the flight, well I didn't know that until the flight took off :-(
Once my check-in was cleared I returned to my people and explained them what had happened. I was given the immigration form and was asked to fill the journey details and some personal details. That's the last place where I met everyone and said "Good Bye". Now I didn't know where to go for the Immigration check. I went to the Air India counter and asked him where do I collect my baggage. He said its already sent to the baggage section and asked me to proceed to the immigration counter. Now where is the immigration counter? When I asked the same to the person there, he said, "Go to the end of the hall and you will find the queue there". Well assuming all the ends would lead me to the immigration counter I made my way to the right end of the hall ... The crowd was comparatively lesser and since it was the first time, didn't know how the immigration counter would look like. The end of the hall took me to a decision point, on one side i had the last baggage belt. Now the confusion was should I need sit and travel or stand. I didn't see anyone traveling that manner so went to the other side which was the "Rest-Room". I thought for a moment, probably they want us to empty ourselves before we board the flight. Then suddenly one of the security officer seeing me lost asked me where I wanted to go. All I knew was, Singapore Flight No. IC 555 (Indian Airlines) to Singapore, he said,"If you go that way you would reach the rest room and not Singapore". Very funny, then he guided me to the other side of the hall. Now I rushed there with my trolley and parked it in the place where it read "No trolley's beyond this point". I displayed my PP, FT and the immigration form and asked me to stand in the queue. That's where I realized that there is going to be another round of checking. From the far it looked like a verbal quiz. I was quite tensed as to what are they going to ask me. I started to memorize the flight no, job title, company name .. .etc ... Next its me on the queue, I was asked for the immigration form, then the lady in the counter asked me few questions:
Lady: Show me your IF and PP
Me: Displayed the PP and IF
Lady: Look like you are tensed? What happened?
Me: First time on flight, so little tensed.
Lady: Where are you from?
Me: India
Lady: Where are you coming to?
Me: (confused whether it was going to or coming from, I replied ...) Singapore!!!
Lady: Ha .. hah ... I asked, where are you coming from?
Me: Chennai ... India ... Bangalore ... Avadi
Lady: Ha .. hahah .. hah aaa ... Oh my God, so are so tensed??? Don't panic ... relax
Me: Yeah (Still it was running in my mind that its a verbal quiz going on ... I was just praying I should answer the "key" what they expect) ... will try to relax ... (Oru kulanthaiya, tension aaki paakurathula, avungalukku oru inbam)
Lady: How long is your stay?
Me: 2 Weeks ... Sorry ... 2 Years (then suddenly a thought struck, what if I stay more than 2 yrs in Singapore, what will happen ... then corrected my reply) ... As of now for 2 years, but if I like the job then might extend
Lady: Your Visa is valid only for one year (when its very clearly printed in it, why do they need to ask such silly questions)
Then she returned the PP ... I asked her if I cleared the test, she said ... Go on!!!
I thanked all my stars for making me clear that level of interview. Later I moved upstairs, went into the land of dreams ... felt Singapore there itself seeing the ambiance. Little further I saw another check-post, Why God Why ... How Many Check-posts, thought of the OSI once again and went to this gate. This is the cabin baggage check and body check counter. They asked me to keep whatever I carry onto a plate and move it through the screening counter. Here you do the childhood drill exercise ... 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8 (well if you still don't remember, just recollect our dear K.Bhagyaraj's dance moves) ... there by the security clearance also got through successfully.
At every point you have a thought, what's next ... Remember the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets, I was literally like a grilled chicken with the entire attire ... So unbearable anymore, I removed the sweaters and the jackets, again was scared to stuff them in the cabin-bag. Actually you can have them in the cabin bag and no one bothers much about the cabin -bag unless they find it too bulky or find it suspicious. I was waiting for my flight's call ... from there things looked pretty simple. Its just that you wait in the long queue when the FT is verified. I was pushed back by a family of two who rushed as if the flight is about to depart without them ... One does not realize that everyone's heading the same flight when the call is made for a counter. Then I consoled myself thinking, probably they are running for the window seat or the front rows, to watch the movie better (its an assumption created by the so called Air-Bus who offer free Video when we travel)
I passed through the final layer of the OSI Reference Model and met the Air hostess (what an excitement) she said, "Good Evening!!! Welcome to Indian Airlines" as if I was the only one welcomed I said "Thank You" ... Then she asked for my ticket, she guided me in and said its towards the last ... The first compartment being the executive class, I asked if I could sit here. She said your ticket has been booked for the seat at the last. I asked her who booked it so behind, she said its at the baggage check-in counter. That's when I realized that I should have asked him for the seat of my preference.
I took my seat, it was in the middle ... kept all the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets there and reserved it ... then tried to keep the cabin bag. Even here we can see our people fighting for space and place. Well all the instructions given on one end, I was just wondering
Am I really traveling in a flight???
The A/c is cool ... Dim lights ... Push-back seats ... Seat belt (Hmm ... that's what confirms)
Where am I heading to???
Oh, a new place ... a new country ... a new culture ... a new job
Is this a dream???
To achieve heights, you need to dream higher ... One day when the time comes, they would be like this journey or may be still better ... Full of sweet memories with every moment cherished this trip to Singapore has been one such Dream Come True!!!
The first call regarding a job opening came somewhere in Dec - 2008 but there was no progress as the person who called had no further information other than it was an opening in Singapore ... All the source provided was, its an onsite opening ... But it was the time when I had been elevated from one level to the other, so was not so keen on the shift.
Well after this there was absolutely no clue of what happened that there was no further updates from the caller ... Since there were other things jolting in my mind that this went out of focus. Later somewhere during the end of Jan there was another call from another person regarding the same job opening ... The job location and the client location were available this time but the job description was not available so when inquired again went on the silencer mode.
Later in July I made up my mind for this role and there started my trip to Singapore
It was so short a duration, too short for me to plan the next few days ... I had a huge list like my MBA Projects, Trip Preparation, Relieving Formalities, Home Shifting, Vehicle Disposing ... on and on ... If that day I had a blog for preparing to Singapore, then there would have been a major relief ... (now you got the reason for the previous blog)
I was so excited about the travel, firstly for the reason that I was stepping on to the flight for the first time and secondly its a different country altogether. Though I was quite excited about the travel parents were not that happy with it, whatever be it staying away from them is not an easy task. So they decided not to accompany me up to the airport else might get emotional.
So it was my dad, my uncle, my bro and my cousin who had come to drop me at the airport. That's the maximum that our car could accommodate. It was the first time that I was entering the gates of Chennai Airport (it had been only dreams till then). I've seen my cousins, uncles go past that gate but that day it was me and only me. It was a different kind of feeling where you are given an entry into a different world. Being the first time it was kind of hyper excitement which ruled me all over. I still remember what all I did, what were right and what went wrong.
With the KT sessions from friends and relatives on how to board the flight ... I was expecting it to happen the way they said ... But just for convenience I had all my documents handy (the Passport (PP), the ticket(FT), a pen) ... I took a trolley and put my luggage as I got off the car. The first check point was the security officers who checked my PP and FT and allowed me in. I could see my people come in through another gate close by. Then I went past the first zone ... it was just like the OSI Reference Model where the data moves from one layer to the other ... Its just that there is no excitement shown by the packets but even they are hyper active at times.
Next I was asked to check the weight of my baggage. As mentioned earlier it is 30 Kg check in and 10 Kg cabin baggage for the Indian Airlines. I took the trooly towards the weighing machine and wooow ... the check in bag weighed 45 Kg and the cabin 9.5 Kg ... That's when I realized that I've been carrying a 55 Kg luggage till the time I got the trolley's. Probably that might help in long time if you plans of joining the weight lifting team. You can always say, this is how I started my career. There was something telling me that my baggage was over weight when I had packed it at home, but I was convinced by my people by saying its less than 30 Kg. Its better to have an empty bag when you travel, because there are some carriers which are very keen about the weight (free weight) that they allow. If its 30 then 30.5 is also either to be paid or removed from the baggage. Here it was not 0.5 Kg but almost 15 Kg that I had to shift to the other bag. Since I was aware that I would be traveling again within a couple of weeks, it was easy for me to plan my travel accordingly. But in case you think you would not travel at least for 6 months or so, then better take the things which you feel is necessary ... For Singapore food is not a constraint, so try to avoid the rice bags, noodles packets as they are avilable in surplous.
Next what happened is the load sharing like the bandwidth, I managed to share the load between the check-in, cabin and the home return baggage and the result was much better 30.6 Kg and 9.8 Kg respectively. Then I wore the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets which were taken off the check-in to make me look heftier. What happened next was unbelievable, I was guided by one of the baggage security personal to go to a specific counter. When I was standing in the queue I noticed a person in front of me giving a package of 45 Kgs ( 3 boxes of 15 Kg each) and he was cleared without any additional payment. Now the funniest part was when that guy was arguing with the baggage officer to include another parcel of 20 Kg. When the officer said it was already exceeding the standard of 30 Kg, he replied, "Why do you bother so much, you cry as if I asked you to carry ... Its only the plane that is going to carry my luggage, then what is your problem?" Now coming back to my story, the baggage officer asked me what happened to the excess weight that I had. I told him that I had packed it and sent it back home. Then he replied, you could have inquired with me before doing that. I might have adjusted it and sent the baggage without the excess payment. Believe me - it happens only in India. People being good is at times helpful, but with people misusing powers and facilities it becomes tough to get the privileges. It is with this security officer that we specify the preferred seat in the flight, well I didn't know that until the flight took off :-(
Once my check-in was cleared I returned to my people and explained them what had happened. I was given the immigration form and was asked to fill the journey details and some personal details. That's the last place where I met everyone and said "Good Bye". Now I didn't know where to go for the Immigration check. I went to the Air India counter and asked him where do I collect my baggage. He said its already sent to the baggage section and asked me to proceed to the immigration counter. Now where is the immigration counter? When I asked the same to the person there, he said, "Go to the end of the hall and you will find the queue there". Well assuming all the ends would lead me to the immigration counter I made my way to the right end of the hall ... The crowd was comparatively lesser and since it was the first time, didn't know how the immigration counter would look like. The end of the hall took me to a decision point, on one side i had the last baggage belt. Now the confusion was should I need sit and travel or stand. I didn't see anyone traveling that manner so went to the other side which was the "Rest-Room". I thought for a moment, probably they want us to empty ourselves before we board the flight. Then suddenly one of the security officer seeing me lost asked me where I wanted to go. All I knew was, Singapore Flight No. IC 555 (Indian Airlines) to Singapore, he said,"If you go that way you would reach the rest room and not Singapore". Very funny, then he guided me to the other side of the hall. Now I rushed there with my trolley and parked it in the place where it read "No trolley's beyond this point". I displayed my PP, FT and the immigration form and asked me to stand in the queue. That's where I realized that there is going to be another round of checking. From the far it looked like a verbal quiz. I was quite tensed as to what are they going to ask me. I started to memorize the flight no, job title, company name .. .etc ... Next its me on the queue, I was asked for the immigration form, then the lady in the counter asked me few questions:
Lady: Show me your IF and PP
Me: Displayed the PP and IF
Lady: Look like you are tensed? What happened?
Me: First time on flight, so little tensed.
Lady: Where are you from?
Me: India
Lady: Where are you coming to?
Me: (confused whether it was going to or coming from, I replied ...) Singapore!!!
Lady: Ha .. hah ... I asked, where are you coming from?
Me: Chennai ... India ... Bangalore ... Avadi
Lady: Ha .. hahah .. hah aaa ... Oh my God, so are so tensed??? Don't panic ... relax
Me: Yeah (Still it was running in my mind that its a verbal quiz going on ... I was just praying I should answer the "key" what they expect) ... will try to relax ... (Oru kulanthaiya, tension aaki paakurathula, avungalukku oru inbam)
Lady: How long is your stay?
Me: 2 Weeks ... Sorry ... 2 Years (then suddenly a thought struck, what if I stay more than 2 yrs in Singapore, what will happen ... then corrected my reply) ... As of now for 2 years, but if I like the job then might extend
Lady: Your Visa is valid only for one year (when its very clearly printed in it, why do they need to ask such silly questions)
Then she returned the PP ... I asked her if I cleared the test, she said ... Go on!!!
I thanked all my stars for making me clear that level of interview. Later I moved upstairs, went into the land of dreams ... felt Singapore there itself seeing the ambiance. Little further I saw another check-post, Why God Why ... How Many Check-posts, thought of the OSI once again and went to this gate. This is the cabin baggage check and body check counter. They asked me to keep whatever I carry onto a plate and move it through the screening counter. Here you do the childhood drill exercise ... 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8 (well if you still don't remember, just recollect our dear K.Bhagyaraj's dance moves) ... there by the security clearance also got through successfully.
At every point you have a thought, what's next ... Remember the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets, I was literally like a grilled chicken with the entire attire ... So unbearable anymore, I removed the sweaters and the jackets, again was scared to stuff them in the cabin-bag. Actually you can have them in the cabin bag and no one bothers much about the cabin -bag unless they find it too bulky or find it suspicious. I was waiting for my flight's call ... from there things looked pretty simple. Its just that you wait in the long queue when the FT is verified. I was pushed back by a family of two who rushed as if the flight is about to depart without them ... One does not realize that everyone's heading the same flight when the call is made for a counter. Then I consoled myself thinking, probably they are running for the window seat or the front rows, to watch the movie better (its an assumption created by the so called Air-Bus who offer free Video when we travel)
I passed through the final layer of the OSI Reference Model and met the Air hostess (what an excitement) she said, "Good Evening!!! Welcome to Indian Airlines" as if I was the only one welcomed I said "Thank You" ... Then she asked for my ticket, she guided me in and said its towards the last ... The first compartment being the executive class, I asked if I could sit here. She said your ticket has been booked for the seat at the last. I asked her who booked it so behind, she said its at the baggage check-in counter. That's when I realized that I should have asked him for the seat of my preference.
I took my seat, it was in the middle ... kept all the 3 sweaters and 2 jackets there and reserved it ... then tried to keep the cabin bag. Even here we can see our people fighting for space and place. Well all the instructions given on one end, I was just wondering
Am I really traveling in a flight???
The A/c is cool ... Dim lights ... Push-back seats ... Seat belt (Hmm ... that's what confirms)
Where am I heading to???
Oh, a new place ... a new country ... a new culture ... a new job
Is this a dream???
To achieve heights, you need to dream higher ... One day when the time comes, they would be like this journey or may be still better ... Full of sweet memories with every moment cherished this trip to Singapore has been one such Dream Come True!!!
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