Snow Storm

Feb 12, 2006

Sunday morning 5:53 AM, I got up with the alarm making too much of buzzing...I wished it wasnt 6 yet or I had not have to go to work today, but not all wishes are meant to come true. I got up, got ready in no time. I had to catch 6:32 bus or would have had to walk 2 miles to the transfer location to catch 7:11 AM bus to my work place. I and Ganesh started at 6:25 AM. There was too much snow everywhere. We had to drag our feet to make way through snow. It was too early for the snow trucks to have cleaned the roads, besides Cross Street is not a main road. This was first ever snowstorm for Mr. Ganesh, so obviously, I had to lead the way. It was like David leading way for Goliath (u will understand this if you see Ganesh, he is true to his name in both size and shape) We hit the main road shortly, and fortunately, the bus was on time (so I thought, it turned out to be the previous bus which was late) I boarded the bus and Ganesh went on to train station.

Bus was moving really slow. The storm was very heavy. Thankfully, there wasn’t much wind. I reached the transfer station before time as there was no usual rush of passengers at every stop. For those who might think it’s a good thing to reach before time, try standing in snow and tell me. It was going to be long wait. I mean I was prepared to wait for 20 min or so, but the bus didn’t come for quite a long time. First of all, its very bad and also stupid to stand in snow. If you are walking, your feet are warm, but standing is worst. All the people who were waiting along with me were getting volatile. Everyone was shaking legs every now and then and also striking the ground or the door of the shop behind to get snow off their shoes. For someone, who has never stood or waited in snow, it would look like a bunch of morons made to stand in a straight line. Every 5 min, I was forced to remove the snow off my jacket because it wasn’t water resistant. Little did I know how big a mistake I was making? Buses were running only in the opposite direction. I started to doubt a bit now. Everyone else was also getting pissed now. Most people waiting were Mexican guys/gals who work at Liberty AP, so it was important for them to be there on time. This is the reason that NJT062 is never late. I crossed the highway and inquired about the bus service, but there also no one had a clue. Suddenly a bus came. It was a special bus. Driver stopped only to inform that the bus service is no longer running, damn! this is so frustrating. I asked him, where he was going? He said he is going from stop to stop to inform people who might be waiting. I asked him for a ride to Penn station, but it wasn’t one of those lucky days. He said, "he ain’t going thr"..OK so I have to walk what some 2 miles to Penn station, where I can hope to get a train to Harrison (Place where I stay)

I gathered some courage and took off. Almost instantly wind also became strong...I am amazed why the destination is always against wind...it was simply horrible. Thanks to this damn Daylight saving, there was still some time to sunrise. Visibility was nearly zero. Even if there was any, it was useless as the only direction I could look to was the ground...too heavy snow was bombarding from front. The battle had begun. It was highly stupid move to have decided to go to work. I wonder how these commitment, sincerity, keeping word etc grow over me when the conditions are extreme. I remember once going to tuition at 6:30 am after returning from a trip at 3:30 am, well, that was in FE. I am supposedly more mature today so did a bigger mistake..;) Continuing with the trend of the mistakes, I decided to call the boss to let him know that I can not come. All efforts so far were in vain. Till now, I have walked for 20 min and covered may be 200 m. I called up and spoke for 5 min, and many of the mistakes I had done started paying all together. My hand started paining too much, unbearable pain. I used left hand to warm the right one and left one also joined the right one in the pain. It got only tougher to walk. I saw one guy walking in the reverse direction, I mean walking towards his back, why didn’t this strike me before? I also did the same. Walking in the middle lane of Broad Way that too in reverse direction. Awesome! This was my second experience of such a pain, last time was in my first winter when I had removed my gloves in heavy snow to take Chhavi's photograph. (Chhavi is a very beautiful girl, very good friend of mine and batch mate from Stony Brook. Also, she is married now so guys don’t run too far ahead in your imagination) so, bottom line is the pain was unbearable that time too. I really HATE repeating mistakes. I seriously thought I won’t make it to Penn station ever and I saw Market street subway station. I ran to it, while praying that the door is not closed. It was open and I got in. Hands were paining too much, gloves were wet and use less. I couldn’t grip my own hands together. I could hardly rub them; it took me quite some time before the pain reduced. So, now I was back to my senses and looked around. I was in wrong side of the station. The train to Penn station comes on the opposite side. Now, what to do? I was too scared to go out and search for the station on the opposite side of the road. Frustratingly, these subway stations in Newark city are not connected under the road. While I was thinking this all, a train came and went to Penn station. There was no way of telling till when these trains will run. What to do? I made up my mind and crossed the track, jumped over the fence separating the 2 tracks and went to the other side. If a cop had seen me, I would probably be writing this email from a prison..;) j/k..the station was deserted and the next train came in 20 min. At last moment, one dumb Spanish guy was asking me if I can help him to buy a ticket. I couldn’t have missed the train for anything. He was standing in the door and I explained the driver that he doesn’t have a ticket. She let him in and said it would be most stupid to ask for a ticket at such a time and weather, damn! I wasted 60 cents. So, we reached Penn station in no time. I mean the train and me.

Mr. Ganesh works at Penn Station part time. I went to see if he has reached safe. ohh btw, I forgot to mention that in all that rush I had twisted my ankle and was paining strongly. Ganesh was shocked to see me or to see my state perhaps. The storm was getting heavier outside the station was deserted except for some cops and some morons like me, Ganesh, shop owners and few passengers. Ganesh made a cappuccino for me. It was so nice of him. “Wo pitehi jaan mein jaan aa gayi.” I couldn’t have written that in English with my limited skills. We called up few friends and found one friend trapped in college. I suggested that he should come to Penn station and we will go together. He came in some time, and we took the PATH to Harrison, which was fortunately still running with minor difficulty reached Harrison Avenue. Now, there was only Patterson street to be walked before I will hit 400 cross street, home sweet home. Back to basics, minor roads and streets are the last ones to be cleaned. There was knee high or deep whatever they say snow on the street. I was too scared to enter. 200 m in this much snow is too much. I was standing in the middle of street thinking what I should be doing and I was brought back to real world by a big honk. It was a snow cleaning truck. I don’t remember if I was ever so much happy to see one. I ran out of way and allowed the truck to go, it cleaned most part of the street as it passed, and I simply followed the path cleared by it. I called up Srikanth (my room mate) and asked him to come out with my camera. He followed the instructions brilliantly and was all ready when I reached cross street, which was yet to be cleared. After seeing me Srikanth decided that he should also have some snaps of his. He made me wait and went up to get dressed, so much for the snap in snow. He came back in few min with his would be better half, I mean GF miss Gunjan. They clicked my snaps and I clicked theirs.

Do let me know if you liked my experience...

Have a nice day ahead. I will have an ice day ahead..;)

Cheers!!!

@shish

Pune to Kolhapur

July 26. 2005
Hushhhh, finally reached Kolhapur.....

I have been to Pune and back several times so far, but no other trip has been as exciting, tiring, and memorial as this one....

The rain in Maharashtra this year has broken most of the previous records. Everyone suggested that I should start early in the day rather than in the night and reaching at an odd time.
I woke up at usual time got ready and caught the 9:30 AM Asiad bus.

Despite many warnings by weather departments and news in all news papers, there was no major sign of flood on the way. I was surprised that I was near Kolhapur in less than average time, when I was expecting it to be much more than usual. All my concerned friends, who called me up, were also both pleased and surprised to know that I was so lucky despite of so much rain all over MH. But, my luck was not meant to last long. Just 3 km away from Kop entrance the bus stopped. All the passengers thought it was routine small scale jam and nobody bothered to check, but when bus didn't move for 15 min everyone got concerned.
Few enthu people went to check and came back with the horrible news that the bridge is under water and the traffic can only pass from Kop and not to Kop. Most were still holding their hope and were patient.

In the next 2 Hr 15 min the bus made 15 m progress. Now everyone started getting volatile and few people left the bus in search of another ride. I was very hungry and was more than glad to see a hotel just on the opposite side of the road. Traffic was not at all moving and the driver was sleeping on the back seat. So, I went out to eat something...The luck was still not with me...The hotel was open but was half filled with flood water..

I didn't want to wet my shoes yet again as they had taken 6 days to dry after Gagangiri trip. (a hilly place, where I had hell of a time with my long time closest friends in rain, waterfall and all you can guess) I came back, took my camera and climbed the bridge which was under construction.

Many people were now walking on the bridge towards the city. I took some snaps. Interestingly many people on and below the bridge were purposefully stopping and giving me poses, the moment they noticed I was taking photos. They might have been under impression that I was a journalist (My get up suggested that I mean backpack, cool T-Shirt, Jeans, cap u know like those journalists) and must now be hoping that they will appear in some a special paper/magazine tomorrow..:D I was roaming on the bridge for some 45 min.
When I returned, I was shocked to see that my bus was empty except for the conductor and driver It was already getting dark and I didn't want to spend the night on the bus. I collected my luggage and took off. Climbing the ladder with a suitcase (more like a briefcase) and laptop bag was really a circus. I somehow managed it.

I walked on the bridge. Till this point things were still ok, although I had to jump n all a couple of times. But the real challenge started when the bridge ended. River water was all over the road; it was knee deep and was flowing at great speed. It was too tough to walk especially with the bag n all. To add to all this it started raining heavily. I can not explain how and how fast I put my laptop bag inside my jacket while standing in that knee deep water and without putting the suitcase down :D. If I had company and this thing was captured in a camera, surely it would have been a nominee for most funny videos.

I walked n walked n walked...I mean literally walked too long…finally, I saw that Well-Come to Kop arch with that Lokmat Daily advt. This arch never looked as pleasant. For the first time, I passed this arch on foot. I was very very happy to enter Kop and thought that I will get an auto rickshaw. haah...there were 50000 people at the corner of the city to watch flood. Watch flood my foot, try walking in it and you will see how cool it is. There was no rickshaw nothing...there were many many vehicles parked and many bike riders going alone...:(( noone agreed to give me a ride..I dunno what was written on my face..no single person pitied on my haalat..
Some 20 feet ahead, there was a noticeable gap between the people walking towards the city. I went ahead to see that there was a huge snake in the middle of the road doing fusss fusss and the crowd was teasing it. I moved on and crossed Tawde hotel and Octroy Booth still no ride...finally I saw a City Bus, but it was so full that I couldn't even get in. I started walking again and walked for long long time. It was very dark with no street lights on. With the heavy rain and wet glasses, I could hardly spot an auto.

Finally ahhaa..one auto stopped....I rushed to it only to see that it was already full. The driver insisted that I should adjust and get in..I had no other choice. I literally stood on the right side of the auto near the driver. It was horrible. Thankfully the other guy sitting on left got out and I got some place to sit. It was still too tough to sit while balancing myself and the laptop bag on my lap. At least twice I was about to fall down when the auto took sharp turn. Now, I was in the centre of the city and it was getting very difficult sitting like this. I said that's enough, got out of the auto paid him n caught another one. This stupid auto got screwed and didn't move.
I thought how so many irritating things can happen to me in such a short time. But nice part of all was..despite of all the tiredness, pain, and aching bones I was enjoying every moment of it. neways back to the story....I was standing near the auto, all irritated, and I spotted Mr. Sunil in his Maruti He offered me ride and finally after taking close to 11 hrs for a 5 hr journey, I reached home sweet home. Mom was waiting for me with hot n steaming food ready in great quantities. Moms somehow always know what the kid needs, well may not be always, but most of the times. So, I ate like anything and now typing this boring story for you ;)

With warm wishes, like the tea and pakodas I ate after being soaked,

@shish

First Snowfall Experience

Dec 02, 2003

It snowed today. My first ever snowfall experience was really nice one. I came out of Chapin L – 1180 (My apt at SUNY, Stony Brook). It was a bright SUNY day, but I felt like the sun is there only as a show-piece, like his job was only to give light. Temperature was too low. Lowest I have ever experienced. I thought I will get the bus, but I saw the South Local going from 300m. Either, I wanted to walk all the way to department, or may be I didn’t feel like running after the bus, but I let the bus go.

I might have just passed the Chapin Bus-Stop, and I saw small white
drops falling slowly. I thought its fog, but it didn’t take me long to realize that it was actually snowing. By the time I crossed Nickol's Road, it started snowing heavily. This time, I happily let the North Local go and started walking through snow. I could hardly see anything out of 15 m radius. Temp was well below ZERO now, <-13 C as per weather.com> but heavy breeze was making it feel like -20. I and breeze were pushing each other as if it was struggle for survival. Wind was highly equipped with velocity and power, I hardly was. I was really angry at myself for not buying winter jacket last week-end, when I had the chance. My hands were dead even in the gloves. Fortunately, I was wearing two sweaters and a jacket, so I was still able to walk.

Everything was painted with white, trees, roads, buildings everything. I was fascinated by whiteness of this natural miracle. Nature has always surprised me beyond my imagination; snowfall was an add-on to it. It was really beautiful. I saw some of my friends dancing in snow next to CS department. Obviously, I joined them. We had fun for 15-20 minutes. After that, it was impossible to stand out.

I warmed myself inside CS building and then I continued walking and reached my department. I didn’t feel like going in, but I had to go. I entered my lab, turned my computer on. I had some work to do, but I didn’t, I couldn’t. I opened the window and peeped out. Now, I could hardly see anything. It was snowing too heavily. I came back to earth with Joane calling me for the test.


Nothing worth mentioning after that, except some really beautiful undergrad girls, who were looking at me hoping that I will help them out with the test, but again
I didn’t, I couldn’t ;)

I had to pay for all this adventure in terms of feverish feeling and usual symptoms of cough and cold. Hopefully, it wont trouble me more.

That is all for tonight. Until my next adventure, See u.

With lots of love and snow,

@shish.