Change is Resisted everywhere


I am nervous now, equally restless. Such a feeling has never occurred to me before. My knees are weak and my palms are sweating profusely. I felt as if I was choking, I badly needed Oxygen. Words never came out of my mouth. I had no choice; I had to ask it out. But what are the consequences. What will be the response? What will others around me think? Won’t they think of me being silly? But, the fist thing, how am I going to start? As my mind enters the processing state, let me put a small flash back and take you to the beginning of this dilemma.

It was 10.00 AM and I am travelling in a pretty jam-packed bus. There she came.


The first question I wanted to ask was, “Were you hurt, when you fell from heaven?” The answer would have been a flying slipper or a hurl of a few good words in Tamil. I restrained myself my first outburst, but the tiny grey eyes behind the Soda-buddi (who knows it was like a Saint Gobain glass, technically impossible to break) just made me float. I just realized that, I haven’t got the ticket for my ride. I just passed on a Rs.5 note to the furious conductor, who handed me a Rs. 4.50 ticket and mumbled a few poetic words at me.

Such an experience was new to me. I had asked my friends before about the right time to ask out. They just teased me and asked me to wait. But, time can’t wait for me. The destination I was to reach is about to arrive. My heart beats just became faster and faster. I started drawing deep breaths. Literally, I was about to collapse. A flash of bulb glowed above my head. The words of – “It is now or never”, “Do before it is late”, flashed continuously. I just neared her and extended a trembling hand beyond her and in a feeble voice asked the Conductor,


“Can I have my 50 paise change back.”

Moral of the Story: Everyone resist change (including the Conductor).

PS : I never got to see the girl again nor did I get my 50 paise change.

Also the word count is 377, change is everywhere


8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Shiva
    Oct 13, 2009 @ 01:02:05

    Good da, needed to be read twice by me to catch the “Change” point. Expected a lot better from you. Too short.



  2. Shiva
    Oct 13, 2009 @ 01:09:15


    Needed to be read twice to catch the “Change” Point.

    1. Too small
    2. All of them who were reading this would have expected a twist, there was a twist, but a ‘Change'(Chillarai) Twist
    3. Expected a better ‘fare’ from you. Having lost your ‘ticket’ this time, I expect you to get a good ‘pass’ next time you ‘board’ blog

    Good things:
    1. Dai, I colud understand you!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    PS: 1. Dai, Quarter lifea busla poye gali pannom, eppadi peter vudara?
    2. Nee ‘Change’ vanga bayantha? Dai, nee Ticketa vanginathu ellaye?



  3. pup
    Oct 13, 2009 @ 17:40:00

    it seems that you wanted to say something else but ended up saying something else??????????? Will get the truth out from you the next time i see you he he he he he he he he !!!!!!!!!!!!!


  4. krishnan
    Oct 14, 2009 @ 06:51:58

    Dai nice article da. Keep it Up.

    And i know u r the only person who will bring about such change (377) in our set.

    Think ur next blog will be on the changed topic.

    All the best.


  5. Bhagirathy
    Oct 14, 2009 @ 16:49:55

    Thought it would be a little more sophisticated, like getting change for 500 bucks or something. Nice one, though. Nice description work of the “tension” of yours!


  6. Sundararaman
    Oct 22, 2009 @ 01:55:18

    A good write-up.


  7. Aditya Ravindran
    Nov 27, 2009 @ 08:56:58

    The moral of the story is a little “mokkai”, but the way the post is written is good. Keep writing


  8. Harini
    Mar 04, 2010 @ 14:17:37

    Oru 50 paise ku ivlo scene ah?? ha i din realise tat the blog is over n read once again to catch d point:) anyways short n gud)


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