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A special blog for a special day – friendship day

“Warning – Never ever meet me and my group of friends together you might go in to a very long depression thinking about what u don’t have – at least an year to say the least”

This time around I had lost my cell a few days back ….and I was online midnight of the 73^rd friendship day. All off a sudden I was stormed by texts – and to be true I received less than a fourth of it on my birthday. I didn’t recognize any number cause I had lost all my contacts. But anyways till morning I figured out although in a very embarrassing way – I replied to each unknown number with this text – “happy friendship day, although I don’t have ur number” – the worst text I cud have sent – but its all situational Anyway I am more interested in talking about the evening. I was waiting for it eagerly I was going to meet some idiots, rascals, intelligent, stupid  but my beloved friends – Dev, Sagar, Mathew(rascal), Rohit and Rohit’s friend – don’t want to elaborate on that much.  Might just pluck some unwanted strings some where.  But to grieve u all gals the most eligible geek is no more single.

Anyways Dev had booked a table for Six at Sigree, and strangely I was the first one to reach. I don’t know how- but a lot of strange but nice things happened on this day. After 10minutes Dev called me up to ask the route – he had forgotten it , after telling me, something not very akin to him but u know this evening was strange. A little later after staring at empty positions across the table these nuts arrived.  I was very happy to see the lot as cool and composed as always. But now I was feeling better because till now I was thinking as if I had got the front row seat in a multiplex – we got the cornermost table – the table close to the entrance. But now I had company the company I wanted to have. I don’t remember what did we start with apart from a few “friendly” abuses hurled at each other. Sagar was straight out of office – his looks made that obvious. Then Dev informed that the starters and deserts are good – the main course isn’t that gr8 , but importantly everything unlimited – all that kind of stuff  u can’t eat much. Dev the hidden non-veggie was now out in the open non – veggie eating I guess purely non – veg,rascals obviously are non – veggies. Me and sagar as usual veg only. One thing we repeated a lot during our conversation – so wat’s new and interesting any new developments – all answered negatively. But that happens if u meet after this long.

The ambience at Sigree was quite good.  The way of serving food – a sigree right in the middle of ur table… where u can roast ur food. Rohit barged in a little late by the time we were already half full. But yaa the discussions were yet to start. Infact the conversation although not by our choice was a lot geeky. We did not intend it to be but still kind of went that way – amid a whole lot of workplace laughables to share. Specially the Chinese name ywu (why who) shared by none other than rohit was the one u can remember for a long time. What else did we discuss – you know what during our entire discussion we hardly talked about any of other friends – only some nasty abuses – sponsored by Dev – although he didn’t spell it out .  yaa there was some mention  of college teachers but that was to have some astonishing revelations – potey ma’am gifted a N95 for referring some1 for the college principal post, and patankar sir made HOD. Both were stunners. We had so much to talk about ourselves that hardly did we stray on to others.  Most of them initiated by the most witty and the most likeable friend none other than Rohit.  This was the place I was feeling like u tune into any radio and u still keep finding the right frequencies. How come my friends are so good ? is all u will say if u meet us together as a group… although it’s a little hard to meet us together that with people like Mathew..

They can talk without a context and impress you not to mention that you may not be able to match up the context talks. Dev was his usual self – calm and composed (the sereneness before a storm as always). Sagar was a whole lot quite probably coz he had spent his saturday in the company. Mathew was as nuts as ever and Rohit – the one person who gets more holidays than ne1 else on this planet was his usual self  – entertaining and enriching as ever with his talks.

We njoied the deserts more than nething else . No no the night at 11 still hadn’t quite ended as the coffee freak Dev was till game for CCD and to encourage him Rohit. After hopping around some places – when everything was closed we went to blue diamond. We entered – we  the bunch of hooligans had become all the more audacious as we walked through the alley connecting to their coffee house. There very few people in there ….We settled down – ordering some beverages – and some desserts. Then we ordered another round decided by the artisan Rohit. All of them were too ooooooo good. Our discussions continued. From Gurgaon – to pune – to khosla ka ghosla – to mathew’s question to me – What would be an ideal match for a software engineer ? I took a pause – some thinking but then a framed answer – a psychiatrist. He said what about a doc and a software engineer – I say they will be only officially married if both are good – and are working for private firms. He agreed without much fuss.

I don’t know but I enjoyed this outing a whole lot  – in fact the best since we all met last. Our ervy outing is worth remembering . Never celebrated friendship this way – deserted with a lot deserts. And as I had tweeted – After meeting them I felt  that I am more likeable and they are the most likeable. Would like to post something for some who didn’t join us – be satisfied with the blog… u missed a memorable evening idiots…

2 Kids and a temple……..

Friday, May 01, 2009

8:13 PM

2 Kids and a temple……..

Picture this two really small, cute, innocent girls walking up the temple steps one of their hands in their grandfather’s hand both chatting to each other and the old man asking them to keep quiet. But they can’t be in silence for they are kids. But they can be asked to keep quiet since they won’t create a scene out of it rather than if the grownups were asked to do the same.

Now they are right in the front of the idol the grandfather’s praying to the lord his head bowed down with respect and gratitude. The kids are staring at him. Until one of them realizes and tells the other that they should follow and the other agrees. Now both of them also stand besides their grandfather holding their hands as if doing a prayer, their heads down as if trying to replicate whatever the elderly man does.

But here’s the thing which attracts me the most. Almost each one of us would be more or less able to predict what the grandfather was praying for. But ever wondered what the kids were praying for. Yes indeed the critic (or the cynic I had prefer) would say they were just copying the act. But I would say there’s more to it then the eyes can see. “This is the art of surrender.”

Surrendering to the supreme power should be an act as pure as possible. It has to be to be without any expectations. The kids bow their heads down without asking for anything they are just enacting this thing because they understand it the righteous thing to do. Their act doesn’t have the masquerade of a want, the selfishness that we all preserve, the materialistic things we all wish and the pleasures we desire. They are all and well happy enjoying themselves not thinking about the moments gone by, the moment that’s passing by and what the next has in store  for them. But they want to make sure that they are ready for it as and when it welcomes them.

One point that no one can disagree to: is we all love meeting people who don’t want anything from us. So why would not the lord be pleased be looking at this selfless kids praying to him. These things are not hard to be imbibed in us. We all have this by the nature’s grace. But as someone said the mind forgets everything it needs to remember and remembers everything it needs to forget.

It’s like we all carry over the fights, the grudges, the selfishness and thinking of preserving thy self in whatever the situation be. But don’t carry over the child in us, the sanctity and the sanguinity which a child has.