solitude

Saturday, January 26, 2008

offshore diaries ----- "WOW"

August 26, 2008

It has been a couple of months since I saw the real glow of the sun, something what people call ‘sunshine’ back in my country. But where the sun doesn’t shine, the sea rises and fall, reminding me of the fact that the force of sun is still having its effect on me. 20m of heave in the sea, 80 knots of wind and the rain almost falling up to the sky makes me feel so small, scary and nauseated. The small oil rig (commonly known as floater) somewhere in North Sea sways back and forth as the pendulum upside down, reaching almost the limits of its design. And all these events lead to just one word on the mouth of every working person on the rig -- “WOW”. I know you must be thinking what so amazing about being trapped in the middle of sea in such horribly bad weather. You are right, it’s not amazing. The truth is that ‘WOW’ is just an abbreviation for ‘Waiting On Weather’, quite ironic! I guess someone with a sarcastically great sense of humor must have invented it. But the whole situation also leads to some hilarious events, but only a person like me is worthy enough to even notice them. Let me illustrate with some examples. Like this old person in the galley (eating place) finished his food and gets up to put down the dirty plates near the washer and the trajectory of the path that he takes is almost what a snake would take or a drunken moron. Thanks to the sway of the rig back and forth. I mean leave the old man for god sake. Second event: Some people who are WOW, decide to pass their time by playing dart board. Here is the turn of the guy with big belly (and look what! He is wearing these slippery bathroom slippers). He takes the stance, ready to throw the dart to the board and by the look on the faces of his teammates; I bet they are counting on him. But the sea has its own thought about it. Here comes the great wave throwing the rig almost out of its place. Though the rig is good enough to hold itself but this guy with slippery slippers is not. He moves his arm to throw but at the same instant he is slipping backward as if the dart board is saying “Come on fat guy take a step back. You ain’t good enough to throw anything at me” And before anybody could do anything, his back leg hits the hand rail of the sofa and the inevitable fall happens. Laughter ensues. Third event: Bunch of guys are taking a coffee break. Everybody has its own cup of coffee on the table. But two of the guys are really spellbound by this news on the TV. Here comes the heave again, the guys cup moves to the other end of the table where I am sitting. His eyes still on the tv, and his hand trying to grab the cup. He tries twice J but no success, the cup has betrayed him and has walked to the other side. He is surprised and I am laughing with what just happened. He doesn’t understand and shakes his head and pours himself another cup of coffee. Fourth incident: This one involves me. I am watching this nice movie in my room. The TV in the room is mounted on the wall. There is a nice action scene going and the final battle is about to end and suddenly the TV sway, rotates on its pivot against my viewing angle. Don’t need to mention why this happened, but for a moment it seemed that the TV doesn’t want me to see the climax as if it is saying to me that he has seen enough of my stupid face. Later that evening I was laughing at the childishness of my mind but it was then that I realized that howsoever dull and lull the world of oil rig is, I have the capability to enjoy the tiniest hint of laughter that surrounds me. Evolution does exist!!

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Coldplay

i have got cold...
just another way of saying that i have become bold...
i am cold to myself, cold to others..
i dont give a damn to those f_ _ ckers...
but sadly even to the people i used to care...
with whom i used to share...
as if all the trust and feelings suddenly burnt up in flares..
using the heat and blood inside me....
leaving me cold in despair...
not even coldplay can fix me or repair :P

Friday, January 19, 2007

Frozen


its a cold day....
seems like everything is frozen...
the ice try hard to become water....
trying to grasp all the warmth around...
but in vain....
water becomes frozen again...
all in pain...

i am cold too.......
although my eyes can tell you that better than the words...
tear try to come down sometimes...
but like the winter ice....
they keep getting frozen inside...
i can barely feel the tingling warmth they bring to my eyes...

just hope the cold never ends.....
the hate never ends....
the pain never ends....
for then the life would be so worth living :P

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Conversation

(a phone and a lonely man)

man say "why dont you ring?..."
phone says " coz there is nobody calling you.."
" i dont believe you"
" dont believe me...who cares"
" liar ...i know my friend must be missing me"
" oh ya....then y aint they calling"
" because you r not working "
" say whatever u wanna say...u know the truth"
" no i dont"
" u dont have friends......thats what i figured out in past months"
" i have tons of thems..."
" and i dont think if u have even one"

staring at phone ....the man turned back...
in a pulse of second....
his hand came down ...
picked up the phone....
stared at it with all the fury in his eyes....and the tears..
and threw it away on the floor...

bang

a sudden death
no ring no voice.....

and...no more calls :P

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Falling star


Lyin down on my bed...
looking toward the stars on the ceiling...
which have gone dimmer each day...
since they were sticked up there...
I was thinking about things,i dont want to think about...
another day gone, i am still alone...
where did i go wrong, i lost a friend...
its hard to apologize for things i have done...
like the stars above, i am stuck,
fading with each day gone by,
like a dead leaf, like a broken star,
soon i will fall on the floor,
and get trashed away into the bin...

Sunday, October 22, 2006

The holy beer and a lonely bar

(a bar table
two bar chairs
two small heinekens
and an empty glass)
he say "hey chief...one heineken please".
Bar man say "sure sir...would u also like some nachos with cheeze".
"no thanks...only beer".
"sir u want it now or should we wait for your peers".
"no one is coming chief, dont you know its the festive day of the year".
"ok sir, here u go".
"can u just play a song having a rythm bit slow".
"sir..dont u like this one, its the in thing".
"no ....i just hate this ding ding".
"how was ur day sir, u dont look so good?".
"aah it was ok...i am just not in the mood".
"i am sure u r missing home this day".
(pause)
a thought in his mind, a smirk on his face
but nothing more, he could say
(blank)
after a while, he says,"bill please?".
bar man says,"just a minute sir".
"can u make it quick?".
"sure sir, here it is".

he gives the bill
finishes the last sip
take a deep breathe
get up walk to the door

before he could go out, the bar man just yells " Sir !"
he thought may be he left something there
he looks back at the barmen
barman with a smile on his face says," happy diwali".

surprised, he could just reply "thanks chief",
and walks out, closing the door
with a smile on his face :).

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

This is THE END , my only Friend THE END
The day starts with blue and misty sky.
I take the bus,
to the road , I always wanted to go by,
Reach the destination,
But seems like the real one has gone by,
Take slow steps to the office door,
Keep the pace slow and low,
Take my seat, open the laptop,
Just feeling my mind saying to me “please stop”,
Want to see my friends picture in the wallpaper,
But funny as it may sound, I haven’t got one to set,
I put my coverall and helmet on,
Along with the heavy steel shoes, as if I am from Alcatraz,
Work the whole day, like a humanoid,
Filling up the garbage, in the self made void,
Work ends; take the bus back to the base,
Get stuck in a jam, moving at a snail pace,
By the night fall when I reach my room,
The echoes say I am destined for doom,
Put on TV, to listen to some music,
But every song seems to say move it move it,
Open the fridge, get a beer,
Go out in the balcony; see the sky so clear,
Asking myself why I am like this, what is it that I fear?
After living a day full of lies,
Go to the bed and close my eyes,
Just with a hope of finding a true friend the next morning,
Who will call and wake me up and say,
“get up dude, It’s not Sunday morning”.