Thursday, May 13, 2004

Manittude

Why do you run away as if you have seen a ghost, whenever you see me-I asked him. Ab bhoot dekhenge toh bhaagenge hi ........that was his tongue-in-cheek answer.
I ask him why do u act so pricey-He answers Because I am pricey.
I ask him-Why do u behave this way, his reply-Mera Mann
I ask him-Why do u have such attitude,Answer-Ab aise hi hain hum.....
You are getting fat I say, he replies-that is a sign of prosperity

What do you say to a man who openly proclaims"I am bad" and it's not jackson's dramatic style, but a cool nonchalant approach.
He wants to have pretty girlfriends, but wouldnt make the effort to get up and say Hi to a pretty girl ,whenever there is one and believes in "armchair romance".

I hear he was called "Mr Tension" during campus days. But as far as I am concerned, he has always helped to ease my tensions. Honest and straightforward to the point of being blunt, you can count on him to tell you the truth-always.......

I would like to leave the rest of the space blank.............so that I can keep adding stuff about him.......................




Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Friend from Scotland

Short, dark, curlyhaired with a bright smile on his face , I met him 3 years ago. Today he is happily married , settled and doing well in life. I remember the long chat sessions we used to have, wherein I would crib about everything in life.And he would listen patiently . Sensitive, caring and very patient he is a typical ladies man.
When my mom had an accident, when I did not get placed and for many such traumatic occasions he was there for me -unconditionally. I got to learn a lot of things from him-and it would not be wrong to say that I am a better person today because of the things I learnt from him.There are a lot more things which I would have liked to put down.........but sometimes words become inadequate to express feelings.
Wish You all the best in life Buddy.............

Parrot and Love

You have to have an operation,the doctor told me. I was scared . Operations do sound scary. I called up Neha-the worry in her voice was real. She and Mithu, they were there for me-all the time. They spent the night uncomfortably on a small bed in the cabin I was allotted to. I decided not to go for the operation after all. Medicines suit me fine. And of course the love of my friends-the ultimate healer.
Neha-short , cute, plump and softspoken our "ludhku", Mithu -tall, slim, pretty and very active. We have a tacit understanding between us to agree to agree. Petty disagreements have no place amongst us. We have our own dreams and wish lists-the chopper which we will buy, the house and the home theatre system.We have our unplanned sundays, when we wake up late, cook together and then do some last minute planning for movies by pinching the neighbour's newspaper and looking up the movie menu card.Far away from home, we have built a extended family , cementing out bonds with care, love and respect for each other.
Going back home, cooking together and watching jassi together, and cribbing about our respective bosses-Can one ask for more???

Cobra Friend

Ayodhya, Mathura, Kashi he said. What do you mean I asked.
I need to build temples he said, and I am also listening to Italian National Anthem .And as if to prove his statement, he sent me the soft copy of the anthem!!! That's Tilu for u!! 2 years ago when I met him, he came across as a absolute crazy person. He doesn't seem any different today . One of the few people I know who are not bothered about what people say about them. He is himself, the original, straight forward guy whose favourite topic is he himself. Girlfriends, jobs, money, sex, heartbreaks, -we have discussed abt everything under the sky.And his views on all of the above is different if not radical.I owe him some money and he never fails to remind me of the same and its almost more than a year now. I told him I am writing about him.You must be writing all gaalis about me he says. Not exactly Tilu, just want to say that just be the way you are and dont change.It's great to have a friend like you...........

Bulletin Board-The Members

They came to stay next door-a family of four-The boy of the family was tall, so tall that you nearly sprained your neck trying to talk to him. He hated cats.The girl next door had a pet cat. They had arguments over the feline being. The cat couldn't care less of course... Years passed, they grew up,worked hard for their careers, and went far from home to make their fortunes. The boy and the girl met again.This time there was no cat. Staying in an alien land with strangers, they sought solace in each other's company .Friends?? Maybe they are.

He had a happy life.A good job, several trips to germany, a house of his own , a loving family. What does one want more from life. And to top it all , there were pretty girls to stare at and maybe date with in his office.Morning breakfasts were pleasant-watching them and trying to make some friends. This was a similar morning, pretty girls around...nice watching them ....its a beautiful world......keep watching....and then bang..........someone poured hot coffee over his wrist.........He looked up to see a plump girl staring into his eyes with a questioning look-cant u see where u are going......He was vexed, couldnt she have seen what she is doing with her coffee.Anyway she's not worth bothering about. But this girl seems to be a busybody, no work, moves around the office , generally doing timepass, and she talks so much!!! How does one avoid such a person!!!

He seemed to have it all-a good CV with all the right credentials. A good job, good friends. He had made a new good friend in his current workplace-a mallu with a penchant for food and germany.
Saturdays were fun days to spend time with friends. His mallu friend insisted on inviting another friend-a girl. Well no harm ,let her come.But it was so irritating, she was late...........he did not like waiting for anyone........and she was late......well certain habits in certain people cant be avoided, but certain company can certainly be.......But it wasn't destined to be......She insisted on tagging along to them on every weekend and made them wait all the time.......Well life's small ironies.......

For the first time she would be staying away from her family. It wasnt a easy decision. But what will be ,must be. Accomodation-in Bombay? within budget?Seems a mammoth task....Someone in her new organization told her about a colleague looking for a roommate.Talked to her, moved in. But life was not all hunky dory.Adjustments, compromises with a unreasonable roommate and colleague isnt a easy task.And the other roomy? Lazy girl, who keeps her stuff all untidy and all over the place and who sings at the top of her voice.Sunday mornings going to office is such a unpleasant task. Atleast the evenings should be spent nicely. The fat roomy is there, shopping trip to Hiranandani.Both of them discovered good bargains to buy and a friend in each other-for life.

She is plump, lazy, talkative and crazy. But she is lucky cause her friends are there with her even if she keeps cats as pets, throws hot coffee on them, is always late and keeps her things untidily.

Thursday Blues

Mom called up-she was angry.It's been almost a year since I last went home.
I gave her the usual consolatory answers........Came to office late, the usual 40-50 mails. And then the calls, and the interviews and the offers and 20 other things all of which need urgent attention.Somu was online on messenger, talked to him. It's always a pleasure talking to him. Saw 2 missed calls- Ravi and Anupam. Called up Ravi, bugged him and then called up Anupam. Anupam has got a promotion. My friends are doing well, feels good to know that.Election results are pouring in accompanied with post breakfast and lunch discussions.Lots of arguments and counter arguments. Went to KC Das for lunch.And then kulfis.........And now feeling sleepy. But got lots of work to finish. Well its just another day......................