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Let's Help this Doggo.

I already posted about the story on my Facebook but I'm going to post it again here.

I posted the first part of the story last September 5, 2024. Here it is:

STORY TIME:

There is a chicken farm/manukan dito sa likod ng bahay namin. They also have dogs na nagbabantay sa mga manok. And there's one dog na nakatali dito sa may dulo ng farm, malapit sa mismong bahay namin. Sa likod ng bahay kami naglalaba kaya lagi kong nakikita yung aso. The dog's current situation is, they never removed him from kung saan siya nakatali. So for the past four days na umuulan at humahangin, nandun lang yung aso, kitang-kita na always siyang basa at giniginaw. Ang malapit lang na pwede niyang masilungan ay isang teepee na pang-manok.

I just couldn't take it. Hindi ko na kinaya na makita yung aso na nahihirapan, ginaw na ginaw at minsan umiiyak na. So yesterday, pinuntahan ko na talaga yung farm at nakiusap sa nagbabantay doon. Yung nakausap ko kahapon, sasabihan niya daw yung isa niyang kasama na ilipat yung aso. But buong hapon kong inoobserbahan kung may gagawin ba sila. Pero wala. Walang naglipat sa kanya. Buong hapon at gabi, nandun pa din yung aso.

Ngayon, umuulan ulit at humahangin, nandun pa din siya. Pinuntahan ko ulit at iba ang nakausap ko. Ganun ulit. Sabi niya, ililipat nila. I'm just crying right now kasi naaawa ako dun sa aso. Babantayan ko ulit, I hope they follow through. Kasi kung hindi, makukulitan sila sa akin.

The more annoying thing is, habang nakikiusap ako, sinasabi ko na naaawa po kasi ako sa aso, parang natatawa pa. Katawa-tawa ba yung pinapakiusap ko sa kanila? Sinabi ko na kapag naman hindi na umuulan o hindi na humahangin, pwede naman nila ulit siya ibalik dun. Yung kahit saglit lang na matuyo siya, mainitan, hindi mabasa. Yung lang naman ang hinihiling ko.

Such cruel people. And it hurts me so much.

SECOND POST:

I posted an update the same day (September 5, 2024). Here it is:

Pinuntahan ulit namin. This is at night na. Nung una parang they try to ignore me nung kumakatok ako dun sa gate. And may kutob na ako na mga nag-iinom yung mga tao na nandoon.

Tapos ang unang kumausap sa akin eh bata. Then nakita ko na papalapit na din yung nakausap ko kaninang hapon. And not surprising, he reeks of alcohol. Pero naalala niya ako and about dun sa pinaki-usap ko kaninang hapon. Sabi niya sa akin, oo daw, ililipat daw nila. Mag-relax daw ako.

Sinabi ko na, baka kasi mamaya eh humangin at umulan nanaman nang malakas. Tapos kasi umiiyak na yung aso. Sabi ko din na, hangga't wala po akong nakikitang nangyayari at nandoon pa din siya, babalik at babalik ako. Sinabi ko din na, kapag wala nang ulan or bagyo, pwede naman siyang ibalik doon. Naaawa lang talaga ako kasi laging basa. Tapos wala pang maayos na nasisilungan yung aso.

My one point din is, okay lang naman na mag stay doon pero sana man lang maayos yung nasisilungan. Bilhan nila ng maganda-gandang cage. Kaso teepee lang ng manok. Hindi ko talaga kaya.

Bukas, titingnan ko ulit. Will keep you updated.

Ito po yung teepee na sinisilungan ng aso. Nababasa pa din po siya lalo na kapag malakas ang ulan at hangin.

THIRD POST:

This is the last update that I posted on the next day (September 6, 2024)

I take Dudley to walks every morning and every night after his meal so I decided that after he does his thing, puntahan ulit namin kasi umiiyak non-stop yung aso and he was very anxious na hindi mapakali. When we got there, may mga tao but it's pretty obvious they were ignoring me. But I guess di na nakatiis kasi hindi ako tumigil mag knock dun sa yero nilang gate and maingay yun.

Dalawang lalaki yung kumausap sa akin. Yung isa (the bigger guy), it looks like siya yung may-ari nung farm/manok. And yung isa, parang bantay lang. Sinabi ko sa kanila na umiiyak yung aso at pumunta na ako nung isang araw at kahapon pero wala pa din nangyayari. Sabi ko, nung isang araw at kahapon, basa siya. Tapos ngayon umiiyak. Tinanong ko kung pinapakain nila. Pinapakain naman daw. Sinabi ko din na baka pwede ninyong i-check kasi umiiyak.

And as I was saying all these, the bigger guy just talks over me saying things like, "Oo, ililipat namin." and "Sige na, okay na" without even listening to what I'm saying because he was talking over me. As he was saying all these things, he also starts to ride his motorcycle and next thing I know, he just left without even looking at me. I had no choice but to talk to the other guy.

I'm sorry (especially to my mama Beth Smv) because I got confrontational after that. I told the other guy that kanina pa umiiyak yung aso then I asked him kung pinapakain ba nila. I asked that because hindi ko man lang nakita kahapon or nung isang araw na may lumapit dun sa aso or may nagbigay sa kanya ng pagkain. Una, tinawanan pa ako. Sabi ko, "katawa-tawa po ba ang pinapakiusap ko sa inyo?" Sabi sa akin, bakit ko daw pinakikialaman, hindi ko naman aso. Sabi ko, kahit hindi ko aso yan, nakikita ko na hindi maganda ang pagtrato, sasabihan ko sila. Sabi niya, pinapakain naman daw nila, nagbiro pa na binibigyan pa nga daw nila ng vitamins ng manok, which is not funny by the way. Sabi ko, paano kapag namatay yung aso, eh di wala silang bantay. Ang sabi sa akin, "Hindi daw mamamatay, malakas yun." What a fucking stupid answer. Then, binanggit ko ulit yung okay lang naman na dun mag-stay ang aso pero sana man lang may maayos na masisilungan. He said, may teepee naman daw siya doon, ayaw daw nung aso sumilong. Nang-gaslight pa. Sabi ko, nababasa pa din po kasi siya kapag doon lang sa teepee at kita naman na hindi komportable ang aso doon. I suggested na, kung hindi man nila kayang ibili ng maganda-gandang cage, kahit magpagawa sila ng mas magandang masisilungan. Alam ba ninyo ang sinabi sa akin? "Eh, paggagastusan pa." At that moment, my head was on fire. I just said, "Hindi ba kayo naaawa sa aso? Ako po kasi ay naaawa kaya ako nandito." Sinabi na lang sa akin na, oo ililipat daw nila. Hindi ko na tinanong kung anong ibig sabihin nila noon kasi pinagsarahan na ako ng gate.

I got very confrontational because they don't have any respect. It's clear na mga bastos. Akala mo kung sino. And if you're not going to talk to me in a respectful manner, I have to talk to you the only way that I can get through you. These are horrible people. I don't care if you have money, I don't care if you have power or authority, I don't care if people chose to suck up to you, you're a fucking horrible person if you mistreat animals like that. But you know, sabungero. What do you expect? They literally breed chickens so that they can fight to death for their lives. Fucking disgusting.

Minsan ayokong i-check yung aso kasi I will cry again. But like I said, I will continue to observe kung may gagawin ba sila or wala. Kasi kung wala pa din, talagang makukulitan sila sa akin. It was obvious that they don't want to deal with me but they're gonna have to deal with me as long as I don't see any changes.

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Today (September 11, 2024) I am finally writing and posting this on Tumblr 6 days after my first post and hanggang ngayon, wala pa din nangyayari. Also, I never saw them give the doggo some food. Dahil sa minsan hindi ko na mapigilan, binabatuhan ko siya ng kahit anong leftover dito sa amin. Napansin ko din po na may mga bata na nagbabantay din dun sa farm. As of today, my plan is to talk to them and maybe mapaki-usapan na abutan ang aso ng pagkain, ako ang magbibigay.

This is what I learned about the farm:

Ang may-ari daw po nito ay ang isang anak ng dating mayor ng Morong na si Dr. De Leon. Si Patrick daw po. Pero pinapa-rentahan daw po sa current mayor na si Sidney Soriano.

Ang sa akin naman po, hindi ko na kailangan pang malaman kung sino ang in-charge o may-ari o nagre-renta. Napaka-simple lang po ng pakiusap ko. Wala man lang bang kahit isa sa kanila ang may malasakit sa aso? Ang sa akin po, kahit huwag na nilang tanggalin sa tali, huwag na nilang paliguan, ang paki-usap ko lang po ay bigyan ng pagkain at magandang masisilungan, yung hindi po siya mababasa. Mahirap po ba ang pinapaki-usap ko? If you do not respect animals, I will not give you respect. I don't care about your position, I don't care if you have money, I don't care if you have authority, what I care about is the welfare of the dog.

Sa lahat po ng makakabasa nito, humihingi po ako ng tulong na maiparating man lang kay mayor Sidney o sa mga tao na nadito na mai-provide ang simpleng pangangailangan ng aso. Nakausap ko po yung isang co-teacher ko dati, sabi niya na nakakalungkot kapag ganyan. Ang tataba ng mga manok pero yung bantay ng mga manok, pinapabayaan nila. Bigyan man lang ng kaunting konswelo sa pagbabantay.

Sana po ay magkaroon ng aksyon at improvement man lang sa kalagayan ng aso. Maraming salamat po sa pagbabasa!

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Mastering Animal Names in Hindi and English

Ever been at the zoo with a Hindi-speaking friend and struggled to identify the animals? Or maybe you're learning Hindi and want to expand your vocabulary beyond basic phrases. Well, fret no more! This guide will equip you with a comprehensive list of common animal names in both Hindi and English.

Get ready to impress your friends and navigate the animal kingdom with confidence, in two languages!

1. Domesticated Delights: Pets We Know and Love

Learning the names of our furry (or feathery) companions is a great place to start. Here are some common pets in both Hindi and English:

Dog - कुत्ता (Kutta)

Cat - बिल्ली (Billi)

Fish - मछली (Machhli)

Bird - पक्षी (Pakshi)

Cow - गाय (Gāy)

Horse - घोड़ा (Ghoṛā)

2. Farmyard Friends: Hindi Names for Livestock

If you're venturing beyond the household pet, here are some essential farm animal names:

Sheep - भेड़ (Bheṛ)

Goat - बकरी (Bakri)

Pig - सुअर (Suar)

Chicken - मुर्गी (Murgi)

Donkey - गधा (Gadha)

3. Wild Wonders: Translating the Kings and Queens of the Jungle

No animal list is complete without the majestic creatures of the wild:

Lion - शेर (Sher)

Tiger - बाघ (Bāgh)

Elephant - हाथी (Hāthī)

Monkey - बंदर (Bandar)

Snake - साँप (Sāँp)

4. Soaring Through the Skies: Hindi for our Feathered Friends

Let's not forget the birds! Here are a few commonly spotted varieties:

Parrot - तोता (Tota)

Peacock - मोर (Mor)

Owl - उल्लू (Ullū)

Eagle - गरुड़ (Garuṛ)

Duck - बत्तख (Battakh)

5. Slithering Secrets: Hindi Names for Reptiles and Amphibians

The world beyond warm-blooded creatures is fascinating too! Here are some names to know:

Frog - मेढक (Medhak)

Turtle - कछुआ (Kachhua)

Crocodile - मगरमच्छ (Magarmachh)

Lizard - छिपकली (Chipkali)

6. Beyond the Backyard: Exploring Exotic Animals

If you're feeling adventurous, here are some interesting names for less common animals:

Panda - पांडा (Pāndā)

Kangaroo - कंगारू (Kangaru)

Zebra - ज़ेब्रा (Zebrā)

Giraffe - जिराफ़ (Jirāf)

Rhinoceros - गैंडा (Gainya)

7. Don't Forget the Sounds!

While mastering pronunciation comes with practice, here's a fun tip: some animal names are similar in Hindi and English, with a slight twist. For example, a dog is "dog" in English and "kutta" in Hindi. Notice how "kutta" mimics the barking sound! See if you can find other examples in this list.

8. Practice Makes Perfect!

Learning animal names is a delightful way to boost your Hindi vocabulary and cultural understanding. Use these newfound words to talk about your favorite animals, or test your friends' knowledge! Remember, consistent practice is key. So, keep exploring the animal kingdom, in both Hindi and English!

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Day 77 - at Storvatnet Lake, Dovrefjell-Sunndalsfjell National Park

Though Henrik’s gesture to offer his cabin was very much appreciated, it reminded me how comfortable and luxurious my own van is. He had a huge woodburning stove which was lit in no time, but these timber buildings have very poor insulation. It felt like I was heating the few cubic metres outside as much as inside. A water tank with pump indoors would make life easier as well. My own little kitchen works really well. Such a small space as the van heats up incredibly quickly and the insulation works pretty well also. The temperature dropped to almost zero overnight, so that warmth was appreciated. In the end I watched the rugby in the cabin, then returned to the van for a Butter Chicken curry that I’d cooked a couple of nights ago, and to watch an Indonesian horror movie, which was surprisingly good; Impetigore, a type of Javanese folk-horror.

It seems like it’s dry for a few of days now, with a good share of sunshine. I was keen to get out, but had the conundrum of following the Australia England T20 from Perth. Fortunately technology saved me. My van router is a portable one, so I re-situated it in my backpack, and had the BBC commentary on at a low volume throughout the three hours I was out. Unlike the Pakistan series, the commentary team seems a decent one now, and they are actually in Australia, which helps. It worked well. I do like a peaceful hike, but when needs must..

My route was a circuit of four lakes, more if you include some small ones, but the Norwegians, as well as us Cumbrians, they call these tarns. With the icing sugar effect of the snow on the mountain tops, it was quite spectacular.

Tourism here in Sunndal owes a lot to Barbara Douglas, or Lady Arbuthnott. She was born into a wealthy Scottish family in Ireland in 1822. She studied the classics in Brussels, and could speak Hindi from a young age. Her first husband died of cholera, her second died in the Crimean War, and along with her third, the son of the Viscount Arbuthnott, she came on honeymoon to this very valley I am staying in. She was immediately captivated by its beauty, perhaps at the expense of her new husband..

They were soon divorced, as she blamed him for an argument that caused an epileptic seizure of her 20 year old son, that resulted in his death. Her son had always been a sickly child. The Viscount wanted him to join the army, but he preferred the piano and sketching. Alone, she drove her fitting son by horse and cart over the mountain on a track on a freezing night to the nearest village, but to no avail.she buried her son at the farm and sent her husband back to Scotland.

After a short return to Scotland, she returned to buy the farm where she had spent her honeymoon. She taught herself Norwegian, as well as the skills necessary to farm, the latter about which she wrote several books, including The Hen Wife, which is still in print in Norway. This farm, at Løken, is now a museum, and was on my route today.

A few years later, in 1876, she bought another farm, Grødalen, higher up the mountain. She became an agricultural pioneer importing British chickens and pigs, and introduced tourism to the area, mainly through hunting, but also hiking and landscape painting. She founded a local health service, a library, and gave much of her wealth to local charities. But 8 years later her bank in England collapsed and she was bankrupt. She sold her properties and lived in a much less grand cabin made from odd bits of timber donated by local people who also funded her board, and until her death in 1892, she cohabited, in poverty, with a local teacher and tradesman. She remains a renowned figure in Norwegian history. Every year since 1996 the community perform a much lauded musical about her life in the nearby town of Sunndalsora. Her house is now maintained and run as a museum that can be rented as group accommodation also. A picture is below..

Not satisfied only with the tremendous sport in Perth, in the late afternoon I settled in for the Premiership rugby. I’ve moved up a few kilometres from the rough driveway of Henrik’s cabin to the car park for the lake at Storvatnet, and a bit more sun and views. It’s usually busy in the summer, but today just a few cars passing to get to their holiday home / cabins beyond. Traditional cabins like Henrik’s are rare now. Most are renovated or even new builds worth several hundred thousand euros, and salubrious affairs, with under-floor heating, glass fronted living rooms with mock wood fires, decked and heated barbeque areas, indoor outdoor saunas, bars with vast fridges crammed with beers of the world and sound-proofed cinema rooms with legal satellite TV. Across from me, a kilometre or so away, is a large staffed mountain hut, with seasonal restaurant. There are a few people around as this is the mid-term school break, until Thursday. But only a few, it really is very quiet. It’s 740 metres above sea level, cool and mosquito free in the summer, and has fantastic cross country skiing opportunities in the late winter (February to May).

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Poultry farming : भारत में मुर्गियों की नस्लें | Chicken Breeds in India Hindi

Poultry farming : भारत में मुर्गियों की नस्लें | Chicken Breeds in India Hindi

भारत में कुक्कुट पालन का उद्योग आज से लगभग 5000 वर्ष पूर्व ही शुरू हो चुका था। कुक्कुट पालन मौर्य साम्राज्य का एक प्रमुख उद्योग था। हालांकि इसे 19वीं शताब्दी से ही वाणिज्यिक उद्योग के रूप में देखा जाने लगा था। कुक्कुट पालन में मुर्गियों की विभिन्न प्रकार की नस्लों का पालन कर उनके अंडे एवं चिकन का व्यवसाय किया जाता है। फसलों के विविधिकरण तथा मिश्रित खेती में मुर्गी पालन व्यवसाय भी किसानों के लिए…

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Okay, I have to ask. Who is Gef the Talking Mongoose? I mean, I gather from his name that he is a mongoose who talks, but like, what's his story?

My friends, we cannot keep this a secret any longer. Let us punish the guilty. Let us reward the innocent. My friend, can your heart stand the shocking facts about Gef the Talking Mongoose?

Our story begins in the Isle of Man in 1931. A small farm family began complaining of hauntings by some sort of small animal, making crying, scratching, and eventually talking sounds. They seem to have taken this in stride. Though they set traps for the creature, it evaded each and every one. Not only that, but gibbering sounds soon became actual speech, which then became grandiose monologues! The being revealed itself as a small furry creature resembling a mongoose, save for its humanoid hands with long fingers. (Mongooses had previously been brought to the Isle of Man- make of that what you will. It's also worth noting that, while nobody in this story ever refers to the creature as a fairy, there certainly was local folklore he would have been reminiscent of.)

Gef, as he called himself (mongooses can't spell) seemed just as confused about what he was as everyone else. He claimed to be a ghost in the form of a mongoose. He claimed to be an earthbound spirit. He also claimed to be "just an extra clever little mongoose." He claimed to be able to split the atom, sometimes invoked powers of hell, and even referred to himself as the Eight Wonder of the World (apparently after seeing a poster advertising the movie King Kong.) He also claimed to speak Hindi, which he did not.

Unable to get him to leave, the family eventually made peace with Gef, and in return for free reign of the house he performed little favors such as turning off the stove when they forgot to, warning them of any strange dogs approaching the farm, and stealing chickens from other people and delivering them, having been strangled with his creepy people hands.

Other people in the village reported seeing and hearing Gef, and in the vein of most cryptids there are a few blurry photographs that look eerie but could be anything. Eventually the family moved away, and the next man to own the farm shot a polecat which he claimed to have been Gef. The village hounded him with hatred, but the original family said that polecat didn't look like Gef. All involved maintained to their dying day that Gef was real.

There was significant press attention about Gef, even causing a fight in parliament about what the appropriate plural of "mongoose" was. ("Mongooses.") Scholars keep trying to connect Gef to the Lovecraft familiar spirit Brown Jenkin, but there's no known account of him knowing about Gef.

So, to the point- what the hell was Gef? The most obvious answer is that he was a hoax, possibly caused by the daughter figuring out ventriloquism, but if so it was a pretty pointless hoax since they never made a dime off it. It could have been a hoax perpetuated by the whole village on credulous big-city reporters, as rural locals have been known to play on horror filmmakers. It also could have been some kind of mass hallucination event; such things are complex phenomena, but they do happen. Think of the dancing plague, where a legend that saints would make sinners dance to atone for their sins spread across a country with fatal results. Might something more harmless have happened with sightings of an odd, feylike creature?

I have answers for a lot of cryptids. I think Bigfoot is a bear. I think Mothman is an owl. I think the Black Eyed Kids were invented as an early copypasta based on an X-Files Episode. But Gef? I have no idea what the hell Gef was.

I like to think Gef was real and continues to exist eternally. Why not?

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दुनियाभर में इस वक्त कोरोना महामारी से स्थिति भयावह बनी हुई है। चीन के वुहान शहर से फैली इस जानलेवा महामारी की वजह से अब तक पूरी दुनिया में लाखों लोगों की जान जा चुकी है। ऐसे समय में अब एक नई…

[aromalsula]

After the whole 2 weeks of vadapav and thali

I decided to go for Thane to my Valyamma (mom's elder sister, who inherited all the firm hand from their military father), just to get myself some Kerala fish curry and if lucky some mutton.

I texted my ex-girlfriend to book me a uber since I had debt on ola and uber, from previous ones, and she did, after 20 minutes of her usual cloak and dagger, she got me a cab. And texted me a screenshot of the same. I sat near a tree at the star market with a bottle of Pepsi, while trying not to seek eye contact with a dog sat near me, (no offense, I am afraid of dogs).

After a few minutes, 0541 a grey Datson Go came for me. I kept my backpack at the rear seat and sat in front like I usually do in Mumbai.

Back home I don't get to sit at the front, Dad keeps the front row for him and mom.

I wanted to take a seat a little bit back, the young driver was happy to help me.

The person who booked the cab for me, was on phone with him reading out the OTP, while he was about to cut the call I kind of added a thank you to her, he just laughed to that,

To show my two-year Hindi, I asked him, " ye payment kitna dha ".

Patha nahee m sir, madam ji ne ye online se pay kia dha sir,  he replied with a cheer

While I was thinking that whether I should pay her back, or respect her gratitude, he reminded me about the seatbelt.

Since I didn't have any battery left on my phone after the usual updates and stories on Instagram and Snapchat, I wished to test my Hindi on the young skinny man next to me.

"Aapka Naam kya he bhai ? "

"Kumar sir "

"Acha"

"Ye aapki gaadi he kya "

" Nayi sir , me keval driver hum "

Since I don't exactly knew or understand his Hindi

I am gonna keep this in English.his Paapa’s special Ranchi Chicken.

His name is Kumar, A Ranchi boy, but according to him, he is from MS Dhoni ki Ranchi. Since I was not good geography of India, he explained to me where Ranchi is, Jharkhand, and how Bihar is different, and why Jamshedpur is better.

He is part of a kisani family, Mainly chaval, where only his father is doing farming, while he, his brother, and his sister's husband work in Mumbai,Calcutta, and Jharkhand. His brother stays with his aunt at Calcutta as a helper in their family business, which was something related to the masala. And the sister's husband (Aliyan in Malayalam) was working as a tile mesthiri back in Jharkhand.

He came to Mumbai searching for a job after completing 12th in the science stream, with good marks. He started his earning as a panipuri salesman in some hotel, which he was not so good at, Later so asked one of his friend, a delivery driver to the same hotel, to teach him driving. Kumar was able to learn to drive so fast. After he got his license, the hotel manager himself helped him to get a driving job with a *Setah from Gujarat who owned more than 45 cars.

He loved his new job, where the *Setah only care about the 9000 Rs that Kumar is paying every month. Setah is also kind enough to carry out all the maintenance works.

Kumar is able to help his Paapa to find the money for his elder sister to continue her college education. The only person who went to college after the 12th in his family. He, his brother, his other elder sister( who got married after her 10th standard ) ,Maama, and Paapa is always proud of the college-going sister.

Kumar is the youngest, when I asked him “ tho thu chotta he ? “ he replied “Ha Sir me he Chottu” with a laugh.

On our journey there were a lot of laughs, we shared our criticism against the Mumbai Police, and the traffic, How panipuri tastes better in any place rather than Mumbai, and the fact that you can get a fish curry meal for 30 rs in Calcutta.

He had a lot to talk about when he was talking about his Paapa, that how he loved having a dog around him, and his love for his five cows at home, his sorrow that none of his sons are at home to help him with his farming. And the love story which ended in marrying from one of the prominent families in his village.

Talking about love, Kumar has a love in Calcutta, whom he met whenever he visited his brother there. A Bengali girl, that Kumar’s sisters only know. When I asked him, if he spends his free time on the phone with his, Bengali girl, he replied me “No. And that he needs to be successful in his career, first.

Kumar being in his 20’s already had a plan to set out his career, that he had a passion for business, and that he wants to start a business in his village, again something related to the masala, I didn’t get his business, but I wished him all the best.

He was happy to share with me his love for Kerala, which included stories about Nariyal Pani, a mallu passenger he dropped off at Andheri, and a front who works in a tire company in Kerala. Also, he was so grateful when I offered him a stay if he ever wants to visit Kerala.

The Ranchi Guy had his passion for cricket and Dhoni. When asked about Dhoni, he went the same as when he was talking about his paapa, He was so obsessed with Dhoni that he wants Dhoni to be the Chief Minister of Jharkhand.

I kind of loved his innocence. Well we both agreed on one thing that both of us who knew every playing eleven of

India, till there was Dhoni and Yuvaraj playing. And the fact that now we don’t.

When the ride ended, he told me with a laugh that “ Sir Madam ji ne ye cash me add Kiya dhaa, apko pay Karne chahiye. I couldn’t resist my laugh too, I paid him online, and he asked me for a photo. I was happy to take it, I took his number and told him that I will pay a visit to his marriage, and will surely come for his Paapa's special Ranchi chicken.