Monday 16 April 2012

Doing my bit against Corruption a.k.a "Brashtachar"

It doesnt take a Anna Hazare or any Tahrir Square like movement to understand and reflect upon the topic of corruption. And neither do you have to be physically present in any such movements to fight against it. To me it is more simpler than a movement to out-throw a dictatorship regime or a Draconian rule, where u are in larger risk to lose your life by braving the bullets. The truth is being a huge nation with different ethnic and regional groups only movements which has a common  footing amongst all of us would bring together everyone. We Indians are probably in the most comfortable part of the world where exist a shortcut for everything. For me the essence of this corruption lies in the shortcuts available for you to get the job done. Whether its about getting a birth certificate for your new born baby or to get a death certificate for your recently demised dear one. Corruption has become a vicious birth to death life cycle in a aam aadmi's life.

If only everyone ends up doing their bit right as per the prescribed laws and rules of our great democracy we may then deprive the policemen, babus, and the political big-shots the room to become corrupt. As an example let me try explaining a very little bit, that I did to thwart corruption. Not many would even categorize this act of mine as an anti-corruption one but I would like prove them wrong. For the past few months I have been traveling through the Mumbai-Bangalore highway (probably one of the busiest thread of the national quadrilateral) and every time I pass the toll plaza located in the Pune - Kolhapur stretch I pay them 50 Rs as against 52 Rs to zip ahead and out of the vehicle-agoraphobic environment in the toll plaza without caring for the receipt, little did I realise that my negligence to pay the exact fee and get the receipt makes a big impact when you consider the volume of vehicles plying across the stretch. But let me tell you I'm probably one of those aam aadmi stupids who end up filling the pockets of the goon who owns the toll or the babu/politicos who indirectly gain out of this. It's only few weeks back that I realised after a reading a small article online, which could have probably gone unnoticed when compared to the other news making headlines. Though the article was small the truth expressed was enormous and comes as a jolt of shock, when you realise the scale of money siphoned off before your naked eyes. 

Jaihind !!

Sabareesan Sankaran

Thursday 24 November 2011

Nostalgic !!

Disclaimer: Some of the incidents narrated in this story are purely fiction and does not relate to real life incidents and should not be associated to any co-incidence as well. In no way should this narration be used against me, by portraying the same to my beloved in a different perspective ( though she doesn't read my blog !!). Else the repercussions could be bad to the people who would prefer to take undue advantage of this narration !! Hope the message is clear. ;-)


I always remember the days gone by
It’s all about the days to which I said Goodbye.
For each moment spent here meant a lot to me
Wish I was here always, never did I foresee

Time the culprit made me leave this place
But your thoughts does bring smile to my face
Wish I can walk back in time and be there again
But it’s a chance which we never stand to gain.

My thoughts of you still fresh in mind
Can someone, Please give me a chance to rewind?
For each moment spent with you meant a lot to me
Wish I was here always, never did I foresee.

All my friends and the kind hearted invisible followers of my blog, I request you to kindly read the following few incidents of my life and judge it by keeping ur mind aside and only with your instincts. The verdict irrespective of how it goes is acceptable to me as I get to learn my mistakes and at the same time be proud of the correct things I have done. Now let me get onto the story first !!
This incident of my life dates back to my higher secondary school days, hardly a few years back ( C'mon believe me Im still young !! Dont let my shape and size influence your interpretation of my age) and probably those were the days which rank right up there in my list of best days in my life. I guess there was a reason for it!! Like every other teenager of that age I fell for a girl. For a moment you may feel what's so great about falling in love but the point to note over here is what preceded this feeling and the follies and jollies you commit as part of this lovely phase of your life called "teenage”. If I had to treat this as just another teenage hang-up version of a story then this would have never found a space in my blog worth writing. But anyways, the female protagonist of this story is named "Revathi" (not the real name, but I appreciate protecting the real identity is required, by the way I’m still an open book).
Beautiful, Innocent and shy are probably the three distinct traits of a girl that you would notice in her. I didn’t understand the concept of falling for a girl until I met her!! Boring is the right word which comes to my mind whenever I heard romance or for a matter of fact watching any romantic hindi movie. Revathi's advent into my life was like a much needed monsoon in a dry and arid land. It got my heart going at a pace which it probably never had ( barring few exceptions - especially for my wife and probably when I had to climb a 10 story building due to the lack of aux-power to run the elevator).
After seeing her, my internal transformation was such that all the boring romantic Hindi movies suddenly seemed interesting, especially the one titled "1942- A Love Story”. Well the main song of the movie “pyar hua chup ke se"   ranked high in my heart’s chartbuster list, which also in a way described the romantic feeling I had. Imagine listening to a song nearly 80 times in a day approximately 400 minutes - nearly 6 hrs (Pure 6 productive hours that could have been put into my JEE exam preparations in turn helping me stand like a proud kid before your mom).  I just feel happy for the reason that I let my heart precede over my mind, unlike all those morons who used to come home from school announcing their grades aloud, just to make my mom envy. Well I always used to categorize them as “Onida” (owner’s pride neighbors envy), but never did my mom have the chance to feel the “Onida” moment.

Nevertheless the point being Revathi was my only goal to attain, but as some wise man said “you need to have the guts to see your guts coming out, If not then u consider yourself lucky and let your guts stay where it is “. In a very loosely-lipped neighborhood and the era of late 90’s were not conducive for romancing and that too with your neighbor (things would have been lot different if Mark zhukerberg’s (FB owner) mom decided to get pregnant 10 years earlier). Her thoughts in my mind used to rhyme like a sweet song in my ears and I feel like being alone with her in a garden full of flowers in short just like a bollywood hero singing a romantic song for his love.


“The moon with all its shine brings light to the world
  And your smile with all its bloom, pleasures my heart.
  Moments spent to get a glimpse of you
  Brings me pain filled with tears and joy.
  
 As the doctors say an apple a day keeps sickness away
 Your smile made my heart beat in its own way
Healthy or unhealthy little did I care!!
 As they say all is fair in love and war

Each moment spent with you was precious
And every glance of you made me anxious
Never did I realize that you were conscious
Oh god your presence always made me nervous. “



I left ur doorstep with a sad feeling
Tears in my eyes, guess I'm sulking
You're my love and Its that feeling
which makes me cry when its raining. 

Your thoughts and memories so strong
which made me carry them all along.

it takes me back to your doorstep
Not sure !! Will you ever take me back?


Farther I go nearer are your thoughts
Guiding me like the distant stars.
Feel my beats, for they are on a rise
It kills me!! I need to go back in time
Hold me tight, please don't make me cry
My heart seeks you, wants you don't know why  


---- Sabareesan Sankaran
















Sunday 29 May 2011

Diary of a Software Professional !!

"I wake up in the morning
to find the sun shining
and with a strange feeling
That Im missing something

Im not sure of my priorities
Ive lost sight of what i used to be
Is it me? Or the way I turned out be
Life was never the same as it used to be

Hang around with it and be proud !!
Is that what I really wanted ?
Highly paid job and what not
It lead me to change my heart

I feel Its not the job anymore
Neither its about success or a failure
Its a real mad bad world out here  
And I feel I'm the only one to complain

With this job I got humbled
And with my greed already dead
what is that I really crave for?
Does it really matter anymore?"


A tall lanky dark lad with long curly hair would be the first impression of him and being part of a middle class orthodox pentacoast christian family, Sam Varghese Edakkad didn't have the chance to explore the so called joys of teenhood and post his studies his life wasn't getting any better. Rather he was busy defending himself from his parents ever gowing expectations to find a job. His life was like a sucked off bagasse(dry fiber left off after extraction of juice from a crushed sugarcane) hardly left with any interesting moments, until he got the opportunity to get out from his home town. and this was in the form of an opportunity to work in a BPO based out of bangalore.

He thanked his luck but never thought about going through any arduous test of his orthodox beliefs. It was a pleasant surprise to him when his beliefs got tested which he eventually failed. During his training days he got to know that cigarrates are actually a unisex product and it wasn't too late for him to get used to its addictive puff !! His transition from a quick Orthodox to a modern Bangalorean took only a month and he soon shed all his orthodox traits(which is always equivalent to a do -nothing stance in a city like Bangalore) like a snake shedding its skin. Sammy !! the name sounded a bit whacky, but he had no other choice apart from getting accustomed to it.  The origination of this name and acceptance of the same by a person like Sam Varghese Edakkad is quite a story - Thanks to Ruby - the accent trainer. Ruby, just lie the jewel just shimmered and shined all across the BPO center, and there was no dearth of pupils in her classroom. Even the best performers in the floor taking calls day in day out with the fake US accent come flocking to her class to develop and sharpen the accent further. Well in short it had nothing to do with the voice accent but to gain a short glimpse of her shiny curves, which Ruby proudly flaunts in all its glory.

contd.......

Sunday 3 April 2011

World cup - Holiday month for Netas and Actors !!

Eventually we won !! Dhoni and his boys had the nerve to last till the end and succeed.

Congrats Team India.

Now what follows is the key, or letme put it this way, Was there any lesson learnt from this win? If nothing then atleast the teamwork and integrity towards one goal is probably everybody should learn from it. Ecspecially it goes without saying that our political babus and netas can take a leaf out of this achievment. Each team member of this great Indian team had their own differences and agreements but they all wanted one thing to happen and that is winning a world cup and nothing less than that. If such a goal can make our team do wonders, a much bigger goal like "Visioning a Developed India"  should surely bring our politicians together to work towards the common goal, irrespective of their differences. Unfortunately it doesn't !!

If the ruling party is immersed in the myriads of corruption cases then the opposition wants to make sure that they capitalizeand focus in destablizing the government. So what if they had their own elements involved in corruptions, according to them it's not comparable to the scale of corruption the ruling part is involved in. Well the concept of using different scales for different forms of corruption is something which Indian politicians can be proud owners of.

I was actually happy for the last couple of days when the Political babus and netas hardly got any attention they usually get everyday. Hopefully this win makes them realise how to work as a team inspite of your differences. Dhoni coming in at third down was not a decision agreed by the likes of Yuvraj and Kristen but when they thought about the larger picture all looked smooth and fine. Similarly the day when Indian parliamentarians realise the true potential of this country they'll respect the tax payers money and attend the parliament regulary not to take an afternoon nap but to seriously work towards the country's growth.

Looking at them I sincerely wish India had some charismatic leaders like Margaret Thatcher or an Indira Gandhi left to rule this country. I admit that i had played my own share of corruption and probably will have plenty of excuses to justify and shift the blame upwards towards the babus and netas. Maybe taking a small step in minimizing the amount of day to day corruption you get involved would be the right and the apt start.  Well it seems like Im drifting away.

Neverthless Mumbai is again there in news but this time it's more for a happy and joyous reason which acts as a comfort for all the pains the city has witnessed couple of years before. And hopefully mumbai stays in news for all such good reasons in years to come. As Gambhir rightly pointed out "We dedicate this win to the martyrs of 26/11 and the real soldiers of India" whether you agree or not in this, politicians have a diffferent view to it, who are not ready to loose even couple of days of attention and end up doling out more to the rich players just to make their mark in the limelight. Hope the "aam admi" will get his own share too at some point of time. Indians thinking positive has kept this great country alive and steady all these years and even during the turbulent and testing times.

Rejoicing the win and savouring the win is the right thing to do and probably reflecting on the things in store for the future is also not a bad idea to do!! As a matter of fact "a great win is the sign of all good things to come" Go India Go !!

By a True Patriot - one among the billions of  proud Aam Aadmi community

Friday 4 March 2011

Game on - Dream on - Play on !!


Learn to survive under serious pressure
Its the only way to find your life's treasure
Forget about the odds of getting there
It's all about staying there

Move towards your quest to make it big
Its all about enjoying and being a bigwig.
The race against time will always be there
It's all about staying there

Never mind the competition, it will be there
You might lose or win but never care
Push hard and work harder
It's all about staying there!!

Saturday 26 February 2011

Bye To Chennai and Hi To Pune !!

Friends,

The recent development in my career has made me to take a decision to leave chennai and move to Pune. On one hand I'm extremely happy with this development, while on the other hand its as if im moving out of my home town even though Chennai wasn't. This city has a magic of it's own though not as effective as that of Mumbai (which always remains as my first love).

First impression of Chennai was never good, as it tends to bog you down with its humid and dry climate, but when you start spending time over here you begin to realise the true aura of this place. U get everything at a cheaper rate than any place in India (at least when compared to other metros in India) and high availability of public transport at any time or at any point on a given day is truly comforting. If the "too conservative" nature of this city is a let down then the humble and down to earth natured locals are its great assets.

My travel across cities in India started from Mumbai , Gurgaon, Bangalore, Pune , Chennai and eventually Pune again in search of a good career option. I believe I carry the sentiments of half a billion young Indians who are in search of a good life in this fast growing democracy. Its not just the demographies of these various cities but even the type of people found in each of these cities are quite contrast in nature except for the fact that they all want to jump into the bandwagon of growing India. Before I venture into a social topic such as India's development, let me do justice to this post by getting back to the core subject.

You normally consider yourself to be very lucky or.fortunate if you end up getting your preferred job at your preferred location, but believe me it doesn't take much time for you to start romanticizing with your temporary options and probably even consider them to be the permanent one. It is a common human tendency that when you dream for something and it takes longer to fulfill, you tend to accept the reality as it is and start being happy with it. Also you start finding the commonalities between your dream and reality. Well I may sound crazy with these words but believe me thats the way it happens. Perhaps in my case it was little different - the dream didn't take much longer to fulfill and I'm still stuck to my dream come true experience.

I never liked Chennai but my stay over here for 6 months started with disappointment so much so that any little incident which went my way made me happier, like getting a 50% discount on a Arrow shirt, finding a ultra modern mall in the middle of the city (which would give tough competition to the one's in Bangalore, Pune or Mumbai) or to be able to watch a good Hindi movie in Chennai.

I have tried to describe my quest to find a peaceful life through the following words.

" Here is a man who goes places,
in search of peace and comfort corners
Ends up looking everywhere
Only to be found here and there !!
Until he realized what he seeks
perhaps to be with his family & friends is what he needs!!

So he embarks on a journey to seek happiness
With tons of hope, dreams and expectations.
Plenty of options it was difficult for him to choose
Was like opting to follow a flock of geese or just a goose.
Until he realized what he seeks
perhaps to be with his family & friends is what he needs!!

His search didn't go in vain
As he found his abode without much pain.
At last he got what he needed,
much better it happened when it mattered.
Good that he realized what he sought
To be with his family would always be his thought !!

(Sabareesan Sankaran)


Please shower your views in the form of comments and help me in understanding many things in Life better !!


Tuesday 22 February 2011

Wardle Place - Heaven where some kind hearted Demons lived and still live.....

Disclaimer :  All the characters involved in this narration are true to the core and the incidents related to them follows the same suit as well, though they might sound a bit exaggerated. I know that I would recieve some serious flak but tell me seriously which author in the world doesn't get some. I have tried to describe some of the characters with some humour added to it so as to bring some smiles while reading the same. And sincerely hope that it doesn't offend anybody.
I would like to convey this message ecspecially to all the ex and current wardelites " Please be sportive in discovering yourself through the writings of a part time wardelite, and be generous enough to comment about this poor soul whose only intention is to make people smile and not hurt anybody. If I have in anyways done that, please forgive me or write a comment or two swearing me to quench your fiery angst against me"

What can I say about this place? I have very fond memories of this place and would like to recollect some of those moments along with the funny characters " the so called kind hearted demons" who are the integral part of my fond memories. Let me start of by introducing the kind hearted demons who had the privilege to stay in

No-3 wardle Place
Oldbrook
Milton Keynes
United Kingdom

Prabhakar Shetty - " The tireless Lover "
He is one of those intelligent, helpful, kindhearted and a charming person (to an extent that even some oldies would fall for him). If the young wardelites were jealous of him the older one's would curse at their misfortune and the rate in which they grew up to become old. I have tried to pen a poem which probably portrays the thoughts of Prabhakar as a "tireless lover".

" It’s difficult to live without love in your life ,
Whether its from your girlfriend or  your wife.
You need to experience it, to understand it’s might !!
Though you never know when it would smite.
There’s love everywhere
It’s just that we are unaware.

To test its existence
Wait for the inevitable
with some patience and perseverance
Believe me it’s possible.
Trust on the fact that There’s love everywhere
It’s just that we are unaware.

People fly over continents and oceans
To meet their love, and to get swayed by emotions
Now boys & Girls, men and women  never feel sad
If u lose your love, because its what you had
So as the saying goes - There’s love everywhere
Its just that we are unaware

Whether its your first crush or the last one
Don’t take a count, as its not something that you lost or won.
Get into this feeling with a blank mind
As you never know what’s there at the end
You need to believe that there’s love everywhere
Its just that we are unaware. "

- From an aspiring poet, novelist, blogger and what not

The above poem is dedicated to Shetty - a great friend of mine whom I would treasure for a lifetime.

Guru Prasad Balachandra - " Grand Old man of Wardle place "
He was one of the elder wardelites and the thronless king of Wardle place - was mainly into performing the administrative duties of wardle place such as ghar kharcha compiling etc:- . Also one his key interests was to bet on bet365 website, didnt win anything special. Well to be frank u can't expect a big return when u are trying to bet with a pound or two. One interesting fact about Guru is his unique capability to drink beer like a seasoned drunkard drinking his "on the rocks scotch", also his taste for drinking vodka with orange or Leechi juice was unique and worth mentioning. And last but not the least his age seemed to catch with his drinking ability as well, it was difficult for him to last beyond a peg of Vodka.
One more key characteristics of Guru was his hatred towards Mallus, according to him all the mallus in the world were shrewd, cunning, deceptive, and probably u can  associate all the negative human traits that this world has seen with mallus. Well his reasons for the same were justified especially after he was cheated by some three mallus - this is all we got from him as he got intoxicated after his "one great peg of Vodka". :-)


Umesh Timoli - " The smiling chef Of Warlde Place "
As the description goes he was one of extraordinary cooks I have ever seen but his cooking style was never meant for people with weak taste buds. Especially the English men would dread him for his spicy style of cooking. He was a smoker to the core and had this ability to make people smoke out of their nostrils, ears and probably everywhere after eating the delicacies offered by him. Its as if he has picked his adversaries and silently relishing his revenge against them with a smile. He was the man of the hour especially when there is need for a party over the weekend. I can still remember our Sr Deployment manager offering him to take an off after lunch on a friday just to cook some great delicacies and prepare the food for that night - such were his cooking skills - and there's always something cooking about him as well, but he used to cover them all with his innocent smile.
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Vimal Mishra - " Mallya's little Friend "

Though the description is a bit satirical and not literal, it is true that he is one of the serious contributors of wealth to the great Indian liquor baron. Vimal aka Tukky was a person who believed in size doesnt matter, especially with his well known drinking capabilities. With Tukky u always need to be prepared for any eventuality while drinking, so we always used to create some space for him especially when he gets on to his nagin and Osho's trance after drinking. Not many can be proud owners of such a flexible body tied together by group of bones !! ( from distance he always looked like the Walt Disney Pluto's bone to me). I still remember the first day when he entered wardle place, and Guru along with me were in the mood to test him out, to be frank he outranked us with his wit and drinking skills. He was very eager to make a mark in cricketing world and made some tall claims even to the extent of being a fearsome fast bowler. Prabhakar and me took that statement with a pinch of salt. Eventually we realised that he was a unique fast bowler who can regularly flight the ball. Well whether he is a great bowler or not but he was and would always be the Tendulkar of the drinking world.

Harish Karkera - "The Deal Wizard "

Probably the only one in this world who can credit a success rate of more than 90% in their search for cheaper deals. His motto was always "cheap and best in everything, but at times best can be compromised for dead cheap" . A unique character with an unparalleled ability of googling to find cheaper deals.. Ebay was the secondary source for his daily bread. He also holds the distinction of buying a car through online source, not many indians would dare to do that. Though luck favoured him for the most part of his online deals, the one with the car was a let off. Such was the state of the car that probably the founders of Rover(John Kemp and William Sutton) would have raised questions about the quality of the car. Though I was not part of the incident but it is a well known story in Wardle place about his Rover which didn't show its magic when the great wardelites wanted to place a visit to Alton Towers. That's when people got to know the truth abt Karkera's Rover.

Ajith Singh Patil - "Patil the Politician"

Born Politician would be the best fit description for him. It's very hard to find a person who is equally good in mediating a solution, fuelling a fight and escaping when things go wrong but he was the person with all these three qualities carefully programmed in him. only to be executed appropriately whenever and wherever the situation demands to do so. To catch him red handed in action is very difficult as he has got some strong convincing ability/skill which can be used to even convince a dog that its tail can be straightened. If he can do that to a dog, then our poor soul Shetty doesnt have a chance before his skills. Ajit actually convinced Prabhakar Shetty to go for an insurance package (which cost shettly half the amount as that of the camera) along with the camera. He relishes the experience and improves his understanding of new things, process etc: at the expense of others. The last I heard about him was that he aspired to contest state elections from Pandharpur, I sincerely hope he hasn't become a politician yet or if he has then hopefully he doesnt try his skills with the people of Pandharpur :-) . During his course of stay in Wardle place he has earned some distinct and honourable titles some worth mentioning and some not such as " Patil the Player", "The fueller", "Crook who never cooks", " Next Gen Narad" etc;.


Jobit George - "Hairless & Crownless King George of Wardle Place"

God's creation of men is a good case study for the topic "Dnt put all your eggs in one basket". Its something which you would find in every man and woman ecspecially when it comes to their varying degree of Physical strength and weakness. In Jobit's case if his strong athletic body frame was his strength then his hairless head was his biggest downfall. He was an athlete in his younger days and it was only clear to us when we had a peek at his carefully preserved photo, which indicated that he had a black blooming hair once upon a time. Unfortunately he can't use that as his profile pic in either facebook or orkut as he looks way too younger firstly because he has grown up and secondly in the process he lost almost all of his hair.There are two small patches of hair in his head similar to a couple of water patches in the big Sahara Desert.


Arun Swaminathan - " Born with acess to youtube "

Well u would have already guessed his relationship with youtube is a romantic saga in itself. He hold the unique distinction of learning how to play badminton and driving in UK through youtube. It's as if youtube and Arun were meant to be together as long as they last. He is part of the current gen living in wardle place and possibly will see through till it's end. The last I heard about him was his new career option to join a company as Telecom billing director - quite interesting !! jobit would have pulled off his last remaining hairs after hearing this. Arun was also a smoker like most of the ex- wardelites upholding one of the key traditional values/rituals of Wardle place which was founded by Umesh & Prabhakar supported by Sabarish to some extent and then continued by Arun. Whether the smoke originated from the chimney or not but strong presence of cigarrete smoke was always there( there would be atleast one wardelite puffing cigarretes throughout the day). If youtube was Arun's first love then smoking was his second. He had a unique ability to listen to hard metal while programming batch scripts in Unix( something to do with BT bill generation program), and we all hoped that  the poor customers won't bear the brunt of it and start behaving like the hard metal rock bands - a mouthful of swearing headed towards the billing operations team.

Kapil Johri -   “Stealthy executioner“
“A very rare breed hard to witness in common” – Person filled with tons of humour and a practical perspective of life. If there is an adverse situation where he can’t get out of it then it means it’s just impossible for others. His well known capabilities of getting things done is the essence of his practical perspective – Otherwise more commonly known as the “Jugaadu” in our circle, it’s as if this man has 2 parallel minds running at the rate of intel core duo processors analysing the situation and coming up with possible solutions and executing them with probably four pair of hands.  Though this side of Kapil is something which probably most would like to have but then there is his other side where you are better off in avoiding the same - Yes u probably guessed it right!!  It’s the “Patil syndrome” – It’s very rare to see couple of people with similar traits only to differ with respect to their method of execution. If Patil is a shrewd politician then Kapil is a practical one. Getting things done stealthily is a virtue that he is born with, whether it’s about taking a single in the game of cricket or getting a salary hike (on rare occasions, kidding !!). I always felt that many including me tend to under estimate him only to realise his stealth potential with a bolt of jolt and shock. All said and done a great friend in need with solutions to almost every problem you might have, also a friend which many would crave to have.


Hargeet B – “The bold and the confused “

If people revered her for being bold, she seemed to be battling with an adversary within her mind called "confusion". Though I tend to associate confusion as an hallmark characteristic of any woman, however in her case it was more than normal. However the good part is that her confusion almost evertime leads her into a situation where she seeks good guidance from her friends, so in that regard she was lucky to have some good circle of friends. She was also an epitome/mixed bag of emotions, which you can make out by looking at her face though she doesn’t want everyone to make it out through her facial expressions. All said and done she carried herself with a good amount of boldness which is what marks her as a unique soul among others. The first impression you would get about her is – “A staunch feminist” at least as per the outside world, but her close circle of friends would differ with that and would associate that trait of her’s with her boldness to stand for something which she believes. 
Back to her weakness - Such was the extent of her confused mind that she mistakenly took the gloves of a poor old gentleman sitting right opposite to her in the train,  while returning from London to Milton Keynes and claimed it to be her- Poor old Englishman he was! If she had stuck to her belief for few more minutes he would have probably let her go with his gloves admitting he was mistaken. And thats when she earned the title “Sardarni whom the English fear!!”