Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Was it the End or..


"In The Eeend, It doesnt even matttter.." Linkin Park was playin a little too loud in background, I picked up my cell to lessen the volume a bit, "Oye Saale!!Sun le gana, gaiyo baad me jab main chala jaunga tab.." and my fingers just stopped on the volume keys without pressing them.

'Doesn't it really matter?', I thought. When I went to college, I initially missed my school days. But, I started loving college and school memories faded gradually. I really never thought about being seperated from those friends which i had made for a lifetime there and I wondered it was exactly how I used to feel about my friends in highschool.
But, let's face the truth..How many friends from my school time I visit now? 2, hardly 3. And now, when I am busy with my career how much time do I take out for my college friends? Friends!! In fact How much time, do i take out for my Family? Naah.. Crap! I am in touch with many of those through FB, mails etc. n we do talk on phone at times.
'Yes, I am a good Man. I keep in touch with my friends.', The thought gave me a slight relief.

'But, What did we talk about? Our careers, our future plans, memories of our past time spent together!! That's it? Do we really connect now, the way we used to? Is being in touch has just become a formality? Expressions have got limited to 'Like' button of Fb only, I guess. Have all of us become great actors to fake friendhip or Love for that matter or have we just accepted the fact that nothing or noone is there to stay in our lives permanently.' I was lost in the thoughts and a pat from my friend on my shoulder suddenly brought me back from my trans. "Chal Yaar! See ya, Shaadi me aa rha hai tu.. Koi bahna nahi chalega.". I nodded, well aware of the fact that other than his marriage this might be the last time I am seeing this guy. Gave him a tight hug, a tear rolled out from my eye n bade him goodbye.

It hurt. Getting seperated from a friend definitely hurts. Well, it was the end of a chapter for me, indeed a very wonderful one and I won't say it doesn't matter and in fact it isn't the end of our relation either.. The cell was now playing "Emptiness" in the background..

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Who Am I ??

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Hey Jokers! You bunked the lecture again?! Yeah.. And look who's talking, sahil replied pointing towards me. You are showing your face post lunch, that too at Kaki's and you are asking us whether we have bunked the lectures.
Kaki, 3 cutting and one kings.. i shouted ignoring sahil's remarks. What happened? why so serious? I asked Rakesh, who was sitting silently for quite some time now and was continuously staring at an ant working hard to save some food till the sun's shining.
He just sniffed. Bapu ne dose diya kya fir se?!! teased Sahil.

Don't you have anything else to discuss, replied rakesh with an I-am-pissed-off look. Yesterday was the last date for getting 'Dahej' from the college, and I missed the date..
As usual!! I and Sahil said unanimously. Rakesh just shrugged his shoulders in agreement.
You are such a pig!! Every time you take your dahej after the stipulated date, free ki cheezo ki koi kadra hi nahi hai.. Supreme Category has it's own advantages, Rakesh smirked at me with his signature mischievous smile.

Excuse me!! What Supreme Category are you talking about?.. a not-so-gentle-man jumped into our conversation. Even I belong to the same category, but my father's earning well and I chose not to opt for this begging. I think most of us do not need this, but we just love to misuse the system. Isn't it? It's you people, who get the free seat; who get the free stationery and over that you are so negligent, that you din't even go to collect it.It's because of people like you that our category is nowhere respected. He pointed towards Rakesh. I and sahil were staring at each other, wondering and recalling whether we have hurt the sentiments of this guy-with-irritating-voice. Rakesh was speechless rather dumb stuck.

I am from the same category, but I have come to this institute on accounts of my hard work. I refused the seat I was getting under the reserved quota and I chose the seat which i was getting through General quota, while I could have easily got the better branch under reservation.

Just a minute mister!!.. Now, it was Sahil's turn. I still don't know whether his last sentence provoked sahil to say this or he just took his friend's side, but he just couldn't agree more. It was your choice of not taking the free stationery. It was your choice of not going for a better branch under reserved category.. You must be very proud of yourself, but actually you stink buddy. You stink big time!!
I will explain you why am I saying so.. coz the moment you accepted a general seat over reserved seat, you denied a more deserving candidate the chance to get an admission here..
And secondly, what I can see is.. you are not proud of your achievement, but you have opted for the general seat coz you are ashamed of being tagged by your category. You are ashamed of your own roots moreover you are ashamed of yourself my dear friend.. And there is no stain in this society which is filthier than you, who is ashamed of his own identity!!

I had seen this form of Sahil for the first time.. Though I have been hating reservations on basis of caste throughout, though I have had some very good friends who belong to these categories.. But, in the end.. It's always, "who you are" that matters and not "What you are".

Kaki, Chai cancel.. do ganne ke ras la dio, badi garmi ho gayi hai yahan!!
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- It's A work of Fiction, Not meant to hurt anyone's sentiments.