Monday, April 17, 2006

Reaction

Periodic table, that lousy creation by some twisted isotope, isn’t worth a shit. That’s what I thought, when I was as innocent as inert gases, of that stoopid table. Frankly speaking I still think the same way. Why, then you may ask is periodic table the starting point of this article? Well because it is about chemicals. Hold your horses or to be more apt ponies.



One day almost 6 years ago I was returning home, pretty late at around 9, in a friendly neighborhood DTC bus from my college. There were less people on that bus than there are people on the continent of Antarctica. 1 driver, 1 conductor, 2 drunkards, 1 girl and one timid me. For almost half the amount of time it takes for a bus to reach Delhi to Gurgaon on an empty highway, I discovered how heavy lead is.



These two drunk bastards were saying things that were reason enough for a submersible pump to be installed on them through their hole. Every time they said something I just wanted to go and slap them and every time I felt lead around my legs that just didn’t let me get up and do it. That’s when I realized how heavy lead is.

Nothing more than a few verbal comments happened in the bus, but as soon as the bus reached Gurgaon bus stand, these two morons just crossed the limit and the girl made them realize that with a tight slap.



As I got on the rickshaw and reached my home, a distance of around 15 minutes, I discovered something that stings you more than Hydrogen Sulphide. It’s called cowardice.



I still can’t get over it when I think about it.





Then a few days ago I discovered something that burns you more than Sulphuric Acid. I was at vaastu with Vani, Gaurav and Harita, and I noticed something that I have been noticing for some time but this was at it’s worst form. I saw a family which had a child, who had his care taker (who was a girl child). Now I don’t like this business of employing kids to take care of kids, but what just made me come closer to chemistry was the way these guys treated that girl. After finishing off their dinner, all these son of cock suckers emptied there leftovers in a plate and asked that girl to eat it. I felt like chopping off their balls but knowing they will survive that I didn’t knew what to do.



And guess what? now I know. Next time I see any of these characters, they are going to get money from me. I am gonna get all the change I can find and tell them to take this if they can not afford to buy that girl her dignity. No, am serious. I would do something that will embarrass them out of their slumber.



I am so goddam serious that I am gonna do it next time. I might have lead around my ankles for quite some time but when you have Sodium burning in you veins at the mere thought of what I saw, lead is going to loose it’s weight. Table be damned. Now lead might have finished quite a bit of Roman empire but am gonna trust this burning blood in my veins to finish these morons off. They are going to get Hydro Choloric acid right in their kisser.



Am not kidding.



I never kid at 5 in the morning.

1 comment:

unforgiven said...

Courage is being brave, when you aren't feeling particularly brave from inside.

Even to admit to cowardice does take courage. If you can do that, next time something like that happens, I am sure you can step up and stand up for those who can't defend themselves.