Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai

T his post is dedicated to introducing my Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai . I have made this podcast with an intention to connect to people through my voice. This is not only a means of sharing my views and stories with the world but is also a medium to talk to myself.   A podcast is a good medium to connect with people as it does not demand the attention of your eyes; all it wants from you is to lend your ears. Often when you are commuting on a bus or in a metro, listening to a podcast can be a great idea: All you need is an earphone and bingo! My Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai has a Trailer as an introduction and episodes that are published from time to time. All the episodes so far have been archived below with dedicated links for one-click listening. Also, it is my humble request to leave your valuable feedback and comments on this post or on my  Instagram page   https://www.instagram.com/neoimaginations/     Twitter handle  Bus Kahani Hai              Latest Episodes Episode 4 : Khidki Ke Baa

Water Phobia

The onset of winters make weather and overhead tank water a natural freezer. This is when India becomes a land of water savers. A season when water is treated either like the auspicious Gangajal or like the dangerous concentrated sulphuric acid.  

I have my own experience with a colleague. Those were our bachelor days and we were staying together to share bundles of joy, sorrows and many more on the list. James was his name. A real hardworking guy and gem of a person. James loved winters for many reasons. Through out the year he would curse Delhi but  in winters he would say ' Delhi rocks man !' 

As the average temperature touched 20 degree Celsius he would ask me to join for his traditional winter shopping.  A black inner and a jacket was all that he needed to smile in the winters. He never thought of buying two black inners. 
"Just one will do" , he would say when I used to insist him for buying another one.
This one black inner vest would stick to his upper half of the body like Karan's Armour ( Kavach) in Mahabharata. He would sleep, jog,date,work and eat wearing that same inner wear. For office he would wear a formal shirt over the same inner vest without a second thought. He was quick in winters. Just a sprinkle of water drops on face and hair was social equivalent of a morning bath. Over the weeks the black inner vest used to become more black with accumulated filth,dust,oil and sweat. He hated water all winters. Disliked even to wash hands and preferred spoon and forks like an Englishmen.   

He went on to avoid bath for as long as three weeks sometimes. Those were tough times with him. The hair gel and greasy hair made altogether the deadliest pungent smelling chemicals known to mankind. No amount of deodorant would make him smell good. I would plead him for a bath on weekends. But he rarely gave in. And on those lucky occasions the same inner vest without a wash would find back its place to do the warming job. 
Sometimes he would ask for my shirt for office or for a date. I used to be in a state of dilemma to  give or not. I used to make excuses like its lying dirty but he would confidently say " Man it cannot be dirtier than me!"
So that line was true and charming enough for me to part my shirt for few days.

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