Disclaimer: Sorry for delayed come back if any one was ever waiting for this page to be reloaded. ON the contrary I reckon a day would come when millions would queue up for a solitary copy from a slum dog to a millionaire writer. Don’t mind the great potential of a narcissist, I always had it!
Cutting to the chase, this could be a final Chapter dedicated to a legendary friendship!
'25 years and we finally hit a jackpot', Kunal remarked while smoking a Cuban Cigar. 'How could we ever pull this off?' turning caustic. 'Well me a league player, can’t say about the stars shining opon you' replied my sarcastic self. 'Ok, we nailed it, Lets have at some more Kebabs!' we were drilling massive holes on our own pockets at some lounge bar in the diplomatic vicinity of New Delhi. It was celebration time dedicated to our success. I was set for Adobe systems and Kunal bagged Schneider Electric almost the same time of the year. Incredible stuff! After all, Dude is like a power transformer and I am some photoshop software! Though the power could be turned off and the photoshop can go horribly wrong as we all know it.
We felt different as we now had the girl history behind us and a flourishing lifestyle ahead of us but who actually wanted to share any of it, so we decide to call it a day and bring down the shutter on an unusual friendship lasting more than TEN usual tumultuous years. As we head out from the bar, one unusual issue remained, as who would drop the other to their place through our own car pooling system. For the first time in history we had plans which could not get along after all. ‘I could use something to commute, take care’ he said as we see a snake in the sky. ‘Oh yeah, Delhi has a metro too’...we laughed and were headed for a cataclysmic change!
good ol days!
'Next station is Vishwavidyalaya. 'Mind the gap', The Metro man said. ‘we do mind the gap’ Kunal said, the Kannada comedy star Jaggesh lookalike would always mind the gap, especially when it came to the gap segregating him from a Stunning Stephanian beauty.
'Next station is Vishwavidyalaya. 'Mind the gap', The Metro man said. ‘we do mind the gap’ Kunal said, the Kannada comedy star Jaggesh lookalike would always mind the gap, especially when it came to the gap segregating him from a Stunning Stephanian beauty.
We stepped out of the station and hear a commotion "Aajao Hindu, Stephens, Srcc, Daulat Ram, Ramjas”!
The place was swarming with atleast two dozen rickshaw pullers offering rides to Kamla Nagar, Hudson Lane and to the colleges we loved visiting! ‘Let’s take a rickshaw, shall we?’ ‘Sun’s shining too bright and we gotta see the bright faces’ I said. ‘But hell no rickshaw is willing to take us’ the Jaggesh dead ringer was almost right. Getting a rickshaw for us the 2008 BTech snaatakas(Degree-holders) from NIEC was a tough ask in the midst of tis beautiful DU crowd. Though we always pulled off one!
Now never was our visiting day here, when we did not ask the rickshaw waala to steer a little faster in order to catch that infatuation of ours maneuvering ahead of us. Or a day when we did not have heartbreak seeing a sensuous soul going in the direction as opposed to ours.
Rickshaw travelers also liked walking down the bungalow road and get a closer look of the red hot glamor in the offing. For some reason we losers always ended up stalking as if we had nothing to do. But no matter how loser the life was, it was still a pure bliss which was enjoyed to the core… we fought battles, we beat the devil and we came out trumps on any given damn day. This was another day as we went ahead and worked like some power pack duo. The Deadly duo!
The place was swarming with atleast two dozen rickshaw pullers offering rides to Kamla Nagar, Hudson Lane and to the colleges we loved visiting! ‘Let’s take a rickshaw, shall we?’ ‘Sun’s shining too bright and we gotta see the bright faces’ I said. ‘But hell no rickshaw is willing to take us’ the Jaggesh dead ringer was almost right. Getting a rickshaw for us the 2008 BTech snaatakas(Degree-holders) from NIEC was a tough ask in the midst of tis beautiful DU crowd. Though we always pulled off one!
Now never was our visiting day here, when we did not ask the rickshaw waala to steer a little faster in order to catch that infatuation of ours maneuvering ahead of us. Or a day when we did not have heartbreak seeing a sensuous soul going in the direction as opposed to ours.
Rickshaw travelers also liked walking down the bungalow road and get a closer look of the red hot glamor in the offing. For some reason we losers always ended up stalking as if we had nothing to do. But no matter how loser the life was, it was still a pure bliss which was enjoyed to the core… we fought battles, we beat the devil and we came out trumps on any given damn day. This was another day as we went ahead and worked like some power pack duo. The Deadly duo!
‘Don't panic. Don't compare. Don't beat yourself about it’ we say to each other ‘He is just a team player and we are league players’ was our all-time favourite phrase for a dumbfounded boyfriend glare as we almost took his girl. It was the sheer awesomeness of our friendship. That awesomeness helped us take on the very best. We trained each other for a normal date situation to a nerve wracking job interview. Our loser slash loser luck slashed each other’s loser luck and hence we lived like the champions!
Little one had the idea that once the unusual friendship gets wrapped up, it also shuts off the idiosyncratic success mantra.
2012 was the year of the devil, which should have been ours, but turned out that we were the most angelic among the mankind and we did lose a great deal of success. I wonder why it’s the mankind with so many beautiful women around! We reckon that it should have been woman-kind. Well, we are the ultra-feminist kinds and think that the world should be handed over to the women. Oh! Digression is a thought oriented disease I continue to suffer from! But there was a major digression with our lives too as Adobe and Schneider backfired! Opposite sex opposed sex!! Unbelievable Crap is the only usual when the unusual friend ship is forced out of the equation. We hunted in pack but now were hunted by the packs. The life takes a parallel shocker as we see our ships sinking and unparalleled horror strikes and we don’t even find a helping power hand.
Perhaps it was time to ponder on my decision!
I should have dropped him that day... Petrol prices . ;)
I should have dropped him that day... Petrol prices . ;)
