A page in mi diary.....

"Tommorow is the "D" day lots of expectations, lots of prayers, will i b able to stand up to all those hopes...hmmmm suddenly "knock!! knock!!! sir...may i come in"......"yaah.. cum in"

"sirrr ur orange juice u ordered for and sir someone is downstairs by the name mr Arora, he wants to meet u ....shall i..." " hmmm ... actually i have a terrible headache, i cant meet anyone today and dont allow anyone to come in , i dont want anyone to disturb me..."

"right away sir" sayin this the waiter went away....it was rude, but i couldnt help it, over the years i had learnt to balance mi public life with mi private life but this situation was of immense importance and i didnt wanted to screw it this time, ouuuch!! mi back damn this thing ....aaan ohh god !!! wheres mi belt..arey yaar kahan gaya ..hmmmm kahan rakha thaa did i forget it in rahul's room or the doc's room , (buttons being pressed ting..ting) .

tring ....tring(phone ringing) "hello ...doc

"yaaa ... doc actually was searching for mi belt did i leave it there by any chance?"

Doc:" wats the matter main aaon kya kuch zyada hi serious hain kya..."

"arey nono nothing much dont take the trouble am fine chalo gud nite"

calling the doc would have invited attention and it meant trouble and i didnt wanted it ." arey yaar shud i call the waiter to look for it in rahul's room naaa ... these hotel authorities will create a mountain out of nothing , let me go and see it miself" and as i went to his room there was an uneasy calm in the air seriousness filled the room , "oh mi god the last thing i wanted now tennsionn ", i felt like running and quickly came out of the room without asking anyone for anything, "cant i get a gud night's sleep , then i plugged in mi earphones and started listening to old hindi songs ..."kabhie...kabhie mere dil main khayaal aata hain ...." wow wat a voice , then i started strolling in the 21st floor of The oberoi

"Great responsibilities come with Great power " heheh i laughed to miself great power brings lonliness also i said to miself , kal ke liye kya hoga strategy videos dekhoon kya ?? pata nahin kya hogaa mi BACKACHE was getting worse, i wanted some help but was it correct to disturb the doc at this odd hour but it will invite attention and with it lots of trouble which i didnt wanted so i put off that plans , as an when i was getting restless i saw an old maintainence fellow taking out some used bedsheets from mi adjacent room i somehow felt he could help him so i prepared t ask him "chacha koi dawai ki dukhaan hogi yahan" then he replied "itne raat main... waise tho apne hotel main tho haspataal hainna aap 1098 pe call karlo aapko madad mil jayegaa" " haan chacha magar..........hmmm koi nahin .... " then i started to walk slowly away

chahcha: "waise aapka taqleef kya hain"

X: "peeth dard hain baita bhi nahin jaa raha.."

"achha tho mere paas ek tail hain bada asardaar hain agar chahiye tho main appko malsih bhi karsakta hoon hamara baap dada nawab ke paaas malsih karte thein"

X:" aapka bahut bahut shukriyada rahunga ..."

then the old chacha came to mi room with his oil and did a massage which soothed every muscle on mi back it felt like heaven!!!

i prayed to mi parents and lord ganesh saw mi belongings checking whether everything was in place and plugged in mi earphones and dozed offf.......

the next days news at 9 pm read.......

"INDIA WINS A THRILLER TO BECOME WORLD CHAMPIONS IN CRICKET THANKS TO SACHIN'S 167"

sachin had scored 167 in a fighting partnership for the 8th wicket with pragyan ojha after india was struggling at 134/7 ultimatly reaching the total of the last balll and sachin realising his dream of winning the world cup

and the old chacha didnt even knew that his miraculous oil had done the trick and had strengtened the back on which i billion hopes rested on.......