I woke up this Saturday morning with quite a handful of troubles surrounding my mind (It does exist!). Starting from the regular household chores which wait even more eagerly for the weekends than actually I do coz they pile on me the moment I hit my bed on Friday night (If at all I do!), However this Saturday morning, there were more guests along with the usual ones, For the first time since 2000, I actually let my phone become a victim of an accident, In fact a very bad one…My Motorocker has been accompanying me since November 07 and I proudly owned it hence announcing my entry in to the league of “high end mobile phones”. This lad has been witness to all emotions and knows even the best-kept secrets as all of them pass through him. So after spending such a quality time together, catching each other’s habits is not uncommon.
And I guess after preventing his temptation for GOD knows how long, and getting motivated by the “talli” song which I made him play for me countless times. He decided to take things in his own hands and at a traffic light; He wisely slipped out of my hand and went in for a quick swim session in the glass of vodka kept near the gear knob. Though my friend sitting besides me took him out that very moment, but alas, being his first time possibly, he got a hit and a bad one! The condition is not stable as yet and hangovers seem to have no end. So all those of you who might be wondering that I might have become rude, not replying to messages know now why as I am dependent on a stand by cousin of his who seem to be even a bigger talli, He will not show you who is calling making you receive all crap. Forget about messages, they don’t have any existence here!!
So while getting it to a repair was some task for me, my printer’s cartridge finally decided to not show up for work despite of being ink full! Hang on…there is this cordless land line phone at my home which is not working and badly needs my attention since it’s repair been pending for last month or so.
The fact that I some how stole time to get back home on Friday early to get a new grip on our team Bat and get two balls, brought a smile that at least I will be playing cricket. (My first and only love of life…Female’s are still invited with applications). My fantasy of pitching the ball outside the off stump and ball swinging in the last moment to up root the off stump suddenly brought whole lot world of excitement and suddenly world was a better place despite of all mechanical faults all around me…. Then I looked at the watch it was 5:00 am, the match was supposed to start by 6 in Gurgaon, I called up “George” but to my utter disgust, he didn’t pick up and hence ended my dream of celebrating wicket on the pitch.
As the day progressed, things started becoming little better with most of the jobs done and my phone calmly resting in coma. The match was arranged in the evening and I some how managed to rush to Gurgaon where we all (5 of my friends) were supposed to spend the night at Sam’s place celebrating Friendship Day. The match was better than our expectations as we managed to beat a local Gurgaon team on the last ball. The fact that they have thrashed us in last three occasions when we met made the celebrations even bigger.
It was followed by another round of celebrations with a gala dinner celebrating George’s appraisal and then DJ Sam entertaining us at his place through the night. As the dawn broke, we all started moving to our respective locations.
While all this happened; I some how felt the excitement and thrill all of the sudden dying as I came back home; feeling of loneliness is not strange to me; In fact at times I would read books, learn about things on internet and do other stuff which I usually don’t indulge in to. Still nothing brought solace to me. I kept wondering about this situation and did a lot of soul searching to find the answers but couldn’t. What made things worse is that one of my very close friends (“Vinay” alias “Victor”) is leaving India day after tomorrow for at least 2 years. Victor and I have spent almost every weekend together along with John (“Jeevesh” alias “John”) and believing that he would no longer be meeting and irritating me with his “Honey Singh” song is quite hard. We both know each other since 2000; the first day of our graduation and since then we have been each other’s agony aunt on numerous occasions. In fact we have been so close that My ex girl friend declared publicly once that she would have no issues with another girl in my life but she has serious issues with Victor’s association with me! (No I am not a gay!)
My mind is numb at the moment, it doesn’t know whether to be happy, sad, excited, or be neutral, as all emotions have taken a back seat at the moment. I don’t have any reason for this phenomenon happening to me.
But yes one thing, which is crystal clear, coming out of this situation, is that I am blessed, yes I truly am. I probably wouldn’t have been what I am today had my friends not been around. Each one of them has made a special mark on my life. Origin of my life has been due to my parents and every credit goes to them for what I am today, however credit for adding life in to every breath goes to all my friends, Be it a cricket game or a career discussion, from the long chats on how to propose that girl to deciding on which company to sit for in the campus interview; motivating for taking the right decision and then consoling when things go wrong; In short anything and everything which happens in my life is some where a result of one of my friend’s genuine effort to see me happy.
So here thanking all of them for making this world a better place…you rock guys!!
Happy Friendship Day!
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