Neelam - I hate you ...like i Love you

First of all

This is a real life experience which has been written purely for entertainment purpose ... not for readers... but  for the writer himself...  Mind it :) (Attitude smile)  !!!
So please leave your expectation at your doorstep and come without any expectations as this experience might not meet your expectation ... might neither have glamor nor grammar ...might neither  be spicy nor wisely ...might not have neither X nor Y ...u can  name those x & y terms whatever..whomever ... you wanted .....It might be filled with  mistakes......please bear and yes if you want to provide reviews ..comments  you can ...as you see i am humble [:D] and would always love to improve ....

SO here it starts .......ready set 1 2 3 go..............

Neelam
Tag line: I hate you ...Like I Love you
Writer : Durga Lakshmipathy
From the best selling author of  .......ah...forget it  some unknown book

Today i started the day in warm clothes with nice sweater   to office ... There was a drop in temperature it wasn't so cold but  it was drizzling  and  by lunch it turned to all  foggy climate near my office campus.
 I went to sixth floor (my cafeteria ) for break from my boring work ...and i saw the weather it  was too good ....i came to edge of my roof top cafeteria ...to see the lakes and sceneries in that foggy weather it was  really  perfect weather for sipping hot coffee ...ah such a romantic climate ...after many days i am enjoying such wonderful weather it was  as if miss Shimla weather had got bored and tried to come southwards - to  Bangalore ... yes it was so good and  from top of my building it seemed  no less than any hill station ... i could see almost far away in Bangalore and felt as if someone has decorated Bangalore with slight translucent mist  ..Showing as partially here and there as it can ... accentuating only the beautiful parts of the city :P..I always  loved Bangalore will love it forever.... and now I started falling in love with this Ms Neelam (btw Neelam is our young ... wonderfully romantic ...new heroine in town ..Sorry cyclone in town) ....I wished Ms Neelam to stay for few more days here so that I can enjoin this wonderful weather ..Frankly speaking i don’t have words to praise her ..But just gaze at her . and  getting increasingly drawn by her beauty ...yes i love this weather .... which can only be sensed and cannot be penned down in words ( even if i wish i can’t as.... i m  not so good at  written communication ) .....after enjoying the climate for quite some time ..went back to my Bay to find my AC cabin to be much  more  warmer than that  at cafeteria  and I who actually loves to work (always wish if i can really get work which i love ...:P)  worked till late night and left office at 11 PM  it was drizzling slightly I grabbed my  meal and hot coffee at MC Donald’s -the only savior who offers me my dinner as soon as i order .. I quickly took the take away so that i can eat on the way  and rushed to my office garage for my cab which should start by 11 logically ..but never in history.. our cabs start in time (sorry to blame but at least my cab  is always late )   and as usual my cab was half an hour late  due to traffic it seems ...but  I was enjoying the Neelam atmosphere ...as well as my phone call with my friend who helped from getting bored and enjoyed my dinner and ... praising about Neelam and how it had decorated Bangalore ...and how romantic Bangalore has become today  ......
 when i got in to cab outside office and started my so adventure to my home (believe me it was no less than adventure)  I found 5 cabs stuck in the trenches dug by BBMP and the water was so high that it was like guess work...more like  adventure game  for the drivers to know if they were actually driving on road or on water which was covering pits and holes   as i saw most of the cars about 5 to 6 ... had here traveled and landed on places where there was no road at all under the water just outside my campus gate . , and our so called good BBMP... whose major work is to find good roads to dig everywhere in that area and put up just one  board  at some middle of the road to say work in progress so that to prove us..Common man ... that they do work as much as any other employee ...good thanks to their  workaholic nature ....we had to switch almost six to seven roads to find the  road with least flash flooded ... and yes throughout the travel i could all see night cabs , taxis and trucks stuck in the never ending ..construction works of our workaholic BBMP  ...i saw more than 30  taxis and cabs stuck and worried people inside it ..my cab driver and me worked together to find the  best of the best roads to travel and somehow made it to my area ..it was just like how the Pirate captain and his men work against the strong cyclones in sea ... we too had the same excitement and reached my area... around 1 but now even in those roads which i used to be so  proud off ...also had fallen prey  to  BBMP men...who to show their talent i guess done their partial job and left as usual...and already like rats trapped in rattraps  i could see line of cars and trucks trapped in the mud swamps ...and few in the pits  or maybe car holes ( at least looks like that)  - wow ....i realized they are  perfect traps that can be used by directors in  films to trap villain’s  vehicle when he tries to do car chase scene with our heroes instead of making those cars fly randomly here and there and getting damaged when heroes car strikes them he he ..k  don’t scold me .anyways thanks to my love and craze for south  Indian films that such mokkai (wonderful) ideas are common to me ...Now we have no alternative way to go  to my home... it is very early morning (as it  around 1 AM ) ...cold weather ...with ice cold water leaking heavily from clouds i had no other way but to walk... Thanks to my caring and loving mum who kept Umbrella in my bag without my knowledge...which i discovered when i tried to keep my phone whose charge i had drained by my long hours speaking skills in the  cab.... i proudly took it out and thanked  my captain driver and said that its now my adventure from here on  to reach my destiny ....i.e. my warm house which is waiting for me   and walked out in the heavy rain with my umbrella which was trying its best to protect from the ice cold water but i don't know how these drop became Intel-sense drops , yes  i think   now days they are  equipped with umbrella sensors in them  they seem  to dodge umbrella very  effectively  and as planned they drenched me  completely and by the time i could reach my home it was as if no use of carrying umbrella itself ....  i was wet.. Except my head as somehow ..My hero.. Mr. umbrella saved it from getting wet  ... with shivering hands and wet clothes i surprised my parents and yes i reached my home finally...its when i realized  not only  the  desert travelers who gets happy when he sees oasis in the desert  or the adventurer(treasure hunter) who   reaches his  treasure  ...but also countless people who just like me ..feel happy to reach home safe and sound .....And my official thanks to all those little trees on the road sides and all those building and all those natural and unnatural factors that helped me in reaching   my destiny(home sweet home )  .. And very early in the morning with my mind filled with most abusive words for BBMP @#$!%(*$  which i cant put up here ...but yes i don’t blame you completely Mr.  BBMP but yes  i definitely beg you please don’t work so much ...nor show us any of our talented, Artistic, Decorative works especially at such times ... People do believe you do work ..don’t try to prove us like this ............and my friends please carry or keep Mr Umbrella   (Mr hero ...thanks to him if i don’t catch cold tom...) ...I am sure you Neelam lady u will increase the sales of umbrella and raincoats at least in the areas you had visited  .... And yes now I think i understood correctly why  all cyclones have beautiful feminine names .....Initially it will be all Wonderfully romantic that you would fall in love with ...Ms Neelam ....but when you are there in it for more time ...then you will slowly realize how all she can trouble.....and you will be stuck in situation.. to question yourself  ... is this the same Neelam that i had loved ??.... just as people have so much to lose by getting into relationship with each other, yet so much to gain !!! Ms beautiful Neelam ...please don’t cause more  trouble to your lover (r lovers whichever is applicable... i m sure haters would be more ) ....but no matter how you had troubled me... I  without any trace of regret   will Love you... Ms Neelam ...kyunki hum ek baar haat taam lene ke baad haath nahi chodte....but yes i can definitely scold you for all trouble you had caused.....Finally Ms Neelam - You got praised and cursed on the same day ...i get reminded of  Amir khan doing his wonderful dance for ...I hate you (Like I love you)  song of Delhi belly -I can hear my heart singing..Neelam- I hate you ..Like I love you.