My Most adventurous weekend

Thanks a lot to everyone for the nice comments they have given on my maiden blog on this page and also on the mails; although now I can’t expect any more comments from those whom I was expecting . All of ur comments have actually shown me that the topic “Suicide” is varied across vast gamut and its not easier for a person to capture all these in one blog… But this blog is not for this…this blog is for the most adventurous weekend I would have spent in my past couple of years; OK not that dramatic but still quite an un-forgetful weekend.

It’s a night typical to Wales – rainy, breezy and cold to the extent it can be, I cant see the moon in the channel and the wind has ensured that autumn fall get over before the onset of winter…I, alone in a big house, drinking hot chocolate and eating chips (as usual) thought of having an early sleep, as I was planning to go to shopping on next day. So I came to my room, closed the door & started reading the book am going through nowadays, Ruskin Bond Omnibus-III. Reading the book always takes me out of the dimension of time, so again I was lost for an hour or so in this when I thought now I should sleep, but before that let me check all the doors and then sleep, although in UK houses are more secure than ours but still typical Hindustani…I went till the handle of my room and tried opening it. I don’t know what was there in the milk, chocolate or in chips that made me so strong and so powerful that one push of mine broke the handle of the door…

Now I, in the middle of night, alone in the home, locked from inside with broken door handle, sounds great na…I thought of calling my colleague, but as I had earlier thought not to burden too much already burdened UK telecom service providers, I have only 5 pence in my cell, in which I cant call anyone…oh god! India is so good, I can call anyone with 1 Re… Now plan B, I can actually jump out of my room, which is some 15 feet above ground, come back to my room and open from outside, sounds feasible, BUT, its raining cats & dogs, so jumping this height in this time, and actually our backyard doesn’t come directly to road, I would have to walk some 10 min and then have to come to my door (if the backyard have an door to go out, as I have never ventured there); so I thought of doing something else, well what about any of my friend calling me tomorrow morning, I can ask them to call my landowner, he will come and rescue me, good…but my landowner is always on voice mail, which he check only on weekdays, so staying locked in my own room for whole weekend? Not a bright prospect… well then my colleagues can call me, may be for a movie and that time I can ask any of them to rescue me, but security here is quite good so they won’t be able to come in also, but may be my landowner will be here…then I thought that ‘May Be’ is coming in too much proportion, so let me do something, and started to pray… I would have enchanted all the prayers of all the gods I know. No nothing happened, not let me check out something else, let me start breaking the lock itself, may be that will work. But without proper tool or anything it’s not possible, then suddenly I realised of my nail cutter, come-on don’t laugh, something is always better than nothing, so I started working over it…have to do something else, started working over lock from my fingers, my all fingers got sore, nothing happened…so I thought that better sleep now and I’ll do something tomorrow, else my team mates will at least find me missing and then will search for me. I thought that I should have asked some one to be with me for weekend, so this thing would not happen, but am the only one of my gender in the whole team so even this prospect was not bright enough.
So I slept, in the locked room with broken handle, and as usual woke up quite late, then again started the chanting of all possible prayers and though to again jump from my window, but my goodness what I thought of 15 feet turn out to be 20 feet, but there are pipes, so I can do this, suddenly I saw the old Welsh couple staying next to me and looked me so suspiciously that I thought if I do something like this I’ll be pakka imprisoned. Now having no other options, I started breaking or removing the lock…I started doing all possible things, but those who know me, know my power, I was just on the verge of climbing down the pipes when I thought of giving last try. may be because of my determination or may be because of my prayers, after an effort of 32 minutes, I finally broke the lock, and came out of the room with a big smile, which looks good on me (as per some special people)…
But hey, don’t worry my adventures have not stopped…but let me stop here and let me make that as next blog material?
Hey folks, do post ur comments and why dont u tell me that what u would have done if u were ME?…I know nothing to post…but still a formality…