Wednesday, 25 April 2012

My exciting life...

I woke up with a start at round 5.30 a.m this morning, thanks to what sounded like people running helter skelter, which seemed to come from the room upstairs. I'm usually a very paranoid person when I'm living in a hotel, given my past experiences with the supernatural kind while living out of a suitcase. On most occasions I end up sleeping with the lights on all night, the story of my encounters with the paranormal is something I shall write about once I'm safely ensconced in the loving warmth of my room back in Mumbai, here I would like to record why my life has become happening all of a sudden.

So as I mentioned the sounds woke me up and I shot out of bed like a scalded cat. After what seemed like an eternity my pulse rate returned to normal and given that I had a snowflakes chance in hell of getting back to sleep, I began pottering about the room. Mind you my room this time is very pokey and honestly I now understand why this room has no window, if in a moment of absentmindedness a guest were to stretch after waking up in morning, he would most definitely fall out the window if there happened to be one. It is a blessing that my colleague who is over six feet tall was given a slightly bigger room else, he would be sleeping with his feet in the next room and his head hanging out the window on the other side.The staff are very co-operative and accommodating and more than make up for these small inconveniences. A long while passed and nothing seemed to happen, so I dressed up and left for office.

An hour passed by and then as they say in the penny thrillers, 'It happenned', a girl with whom we are on hi-hello terms walks up to me and say 'You are put up at XYZ hotel right, I just passed that way while coming to office, there is a huge crowd outside the hotel and the police are also there, is there a problem ??". My mind worked like a computer (obviously not as fast as Chacha Choudhary but I get by) and put an unnecessary two plus two together. Was the running around in the morning related to the journalists and police hovering around the premises just now ???

I alerted my colleague, and the next five minutes saw him flying over to the hotel to check out what the problem was. Turns out there was a fire on the first floor thanks to a short circuit and the entire hotel was engulfed in smoke!!! Our rooms are on the ground floor so eventually he was allowed to go in and collect his passport, but he had a few heart in mouth moments while he waited to gain access to his beloved passport and was only placated once he had the familiar blue book in his hand !!!

They offered us alternate accommodation at another hotel, but one look at the rooms at was enough to convince us that we would rather brave another fire even if this time it was on the ground floor, than spend the night at that hotel. Thankfully the Gods in heaven took pity on us and by the time it was evening the ground floor and lobby area was functional and declared safe to be inhabited and we moved back in, all in all I've had a very very exciting day, so much so that its 12 am and I just can't seem be able to get to sleep... thankfully the wifi in my room seems to be working today and I could keep busy just typing this out... that's all for now... cheers and wish you a very good morning !!!

Friday, 20 April 2012

Terima kasih...Lif Bomba... Zon Tunda...

OK, I have arrived safe and sound, had a uneventful flight, no crying kids were seated anywhere near me so the trip began on a great note and except for the usual yoga poses that one has to do to try and get forty winks whilst travelling I arrived in good shape. Add to that the fact that my colleague, someone I've known for close to six years is also travelling with me, I'm a lot less worried this time round about being in a new country.

The first thing that hit me about Kuala Lumpur was that it was same like Mumbai, heat wise!!!, Also the road leading from KL International Airport to the city proper is lined with coconut palms and ferns and you get the feeling like you are travelling down NH 17 en route to Mangalore. My colleague also agreed to this and commented that he was finding it hard to believe that we had traveled five hours away from India and were in a foreign land!!!

We checked into the hotel and since day one have been exploring the surrounding area. The only thing that reminds us that we are in a foreign land is when we are greeted by signs like: Terima Kasih, Lif Bomba, Zon Tunda etc...

1) Terima Kasih is displayed prominently at the cash counter in the local tea stall, which is our breakfast adda, yeah I know it sounds like someone is swearing at you, but all the person means by that is 'Thank You'.

2) Lif Bomba, sounds like something really deadly, but all it means is 'Fire Lift', There are close eight lifts on our side floor at office and the other side has another set of lifts meant for the lower floors, initially we were not aware of the differential lifts and on our second day we got in to the wrong lift, then travelled down again and skipping a few turns (for some reasons the lifts are always full) finally managed to get to our desired floor, my colleague who is a Maharashtrian quipped that it really is 'Lift Bomba' Bomba in Marathi meaning 'An anguished cry'.

3) Normal Tea is transformed into Teh Tarik.

4) People speak in a very sing song kind of way and English though widely spoken is very localised with 'lah' , 'ah' or 'ma' added at the end of every sentence. Though communication does remain a challenge when shopping or eating at the many street stalls, yeah I've been eating at street hawkers for the past week and my stomach is doing OK so far.

My training on the language and culture continues and I learn something new each day, so far I'm loving my stay here...

Saturday, 14 April 2012

Alvida Mumbai... Hello Malaysia...

So I'm off to Malaysia, the next update will be from the Garden City of Lights.... Watch this space for more information on how I'm getting on there..

Bye for now...