Can anyone survive so many blunders in one evening?

My unruly tummy turned me into a squeaky good for nothing liability, I had rammed myself against the steering wheel while go karting. One of my colleagues was dragging himself to the hospital. Never ever so much of realization fell on me in a go that I was working in a wrong industry: communication (non personal persuasive communication – advertising and PR). I couldn’t convince a single person that I had done a great damage to myself. The only solace now is one thought: Had I faced so many failures in a normal day of my work life, I won’t have seen the next day. Good excuse. Isn’t it?

Only after six hours of futile attempts, I could reach St. Thomas’ Hospital in the UK. I took a taxi driven by an unconvinced driver that I was making efforts to remain together and intact. I am sure even the nurse who measured my BP wasn’t convinced; another Failure. And the people waiting with me in the A&E, St. Thomas’ Hospital were intermittently looking at me through the corners of their eyes. Their unimpressed or rather unconvinced eyes were going hoarse in saying: these immigrants are always a nuisance; an uncultured and ill-mannered lot. I was howling without giving a thought to the scorn on their faces.

The staff nurse asked me to wait. She could read blood pressure and temperature whereas I could feel the tumult inside. When I realized that the wait is inevitable; out of sheer frustration, I started an onslaught of meaningless questions mixed with shrill groan. Irritating people has always been one of my hobbies. So I was also enjoying all the twitches erupting because of my bawl.

Then after enjoying those twitches for two long hours, I heard my name Rahoooool Bajaaapi (Rahul Bajpai). Without loosing a moment; I was standing and walking without squeak – this was a strange wheel always squeaked when not in motion. My colleague and the staff nurse escorted me to a room. A medical student was gearing up to know what made me see the hospital. But natural inquisitiveness and circumstantial curiosity forced me into asking more questions about her than she asked about me.

The third-year medical student was very tentative and cautious while answering questions related to my medical condition. She gasped for air while answering my questions; I never told her that I began my career as a journalist. So I can ask nth number of meaningless, stupid, open-ended questions. Though I told her that I am an ‘Indian - a good enough synonym for garrulous’. Confusion was smeared all over her face. She must be thinking whether I was really in pain or passing time in the hospital. Then I was taken to a huge man.

This huge man was a doctor whom I wanted to meet every minute in those six hours. He hurled questions towards the taciturn student and garrulous patient. The doctor was grilling his student with some technical questions. And then he started his routine checkup. He got my urine tested. He reached an unbelievable decision: it’s just a spasm nothing serious. I listened this sentence in the form of suggestion, advice, analysis report and finally from a doctor. When I showed concern about my excruciating pain, his exact words were: if you hit steering wheel at that speed and you don’t have that’s abnormal nothing abnormal if you have pain. The only person who got convinced during that evening was a lorry driver from Nigeria who took me to a shop helped me buy some painkillers. Other wise everyone thought it’s just a spasm.

A threatening car by Tata - American & Indian values on display

American journalists reported recently an Indian car posed threat to America - read America as globe. This car will cause global warming and submerge everything. And there is a dreamer behind this conspiracy.

Ratan Tata, as he says, dreamt of giving Indian common man an affordable car. He recently realized the dream. As the car was within the reach of many Indians. It sent chill down the spine of many people - Competitors, Environmentalists, and the funniest of them all are American scribes. A journo, from the land of free enterprise, writing against a big breakthrough in the automobile industry is funny. I have all the sympathies going for Americans. This is the worst crises America is facing since 9/11.

Yep! TATA has no right to behave so recklessly. Producing such a cheap car!!! How dare he!!! Either the world is with America or against. And now our very own Ratan is against them. I wonder how he is feeling after standing in the league of Osamas.

Never mind Dear representatives of Uncle Sam, we have some Sunitas for your help. Sunita Narain is the Director of Center for Science and Environment, India. She is talking about higher taxation and end of subsidies for motor vehicle users, so that the people who dream of owning a car pay a fitting price. But as always she and other elite get these valid arguments late in the day. Now common man is finding it difficult to swallow her bitter pill.

Isn't Nano better and safer than auto rickshaws existing on Delhi's roads? In terms of fuel efficiency, is it not better than many big luxury cars used by the likes of Sunita - I mean to say elite? It's baffling, are these people just hypocrites or against common man? The state has already given so much to the rich in terms of subsidies (road usage, parking, etc.) if I go by Sunita’s argument. And now something is going the poor's way and they are concerned about pollution and clogged roads? Aren't those roads already clogged?

Tax bigger cars heavily and I guarantee these people will book Nanos for themselves; this is how the elite in India, rather every where, behaves. Long live hypocrisy!!!