annu as googlesearch dot com

Why me? And why not me? Nothing wrong with that but still I wonder if I have "GOOGLESEARCH" imprinted on my forehead. Or for that matter do I appear like a direction stand (whatever it is called, the one that has arrows pointing in different directions, indicating "this way Marine Drive", "this way Essel World" etc.)

While I am on my way to the railway station, walking fast on the streets to catch hold of an auto rickshaw, a healthy figure comes my way and asks, “Where is building number J 46?” “Oh ya, take the first left, then the 2nd right and there you will find the 6-storey building.” And yes, the only auto rickshaw visible in the vicinity disappears!

I reach the station, looking impatiently towards the direction from where the train should have reached by now. Then I look around, more than 100 faces! And whenever my eye meets anyone’s I get this strange feeling that she / he will walk up to me, look at me with hope and ask me the question which I avoid to be asked – “Er, is there a fast train after this?”

And my dream comes true! This is the only daydream… day“nightmare” that sees the light of the day. Then in the train, “Which is the next station?” When I get off and walk towards my office, “Can you tell me how do I go to the HDFC ATM?” Well… walk, run, hop, jump, fly… and if you intend to fly, please drop me on the way at my office’s terrace.

Then at office. You think I am spared? Ha! “Annu, is this Inorbit Mall close to your house? How do I reach there?”

History repeats itself on my way back home. And mind you, this happens almost everyday, in fact actually everyday. The extent to which it happens does vary though. Finally, I reach home. Feel like the GOOGLESEARCH website is temporarily inactivated. I mentally prepare myself to continue my involuntary social service activity for the next day, and keep the doors of this thought closed until I leave home the next day.

The doorbell rings, “Annu, good you are at home. Is this college close to your office?”


  1. Hi annu,

    Nice. Very nice. Very you.

    Sounds like ur sitting next to me and chattering away...

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