Somes Names and friends

There are situations when we subtlety try to make some moments understood by others. One situation is characterized by these questions e.g. How was one supposed to make new friends? What words one had to say? Was there any well defined ritual? I did try to find these questions and would be answers in childhood days. One of the innocuous activity then was touch of forefingers followed by a handshake . Not to forget the excitement that followed . I am still not sure how swami made friends in "Swami and friends-By R.K Narayan " . But they can be taken to be ideal friends , at least for me it was the definition . Another open question , how was one supposed to end the friendship? , yes there was easy way for this ( because it was part of friendship ) . The ritual was to touch little fingers of the forelimb and exchange unfriendly stare.

How was one supposed to identify the best friend? Again answer to this was abstract rather than absolute. May be you knew someone is best friend when you had to separate , not to meet again. An interesting activity , regarding best friend , i got to know from dear mother. She said for them it Was easy and mandatory to find your best friend ( everyone had one best friend ) . They used to call each other with same name because they were best friends. I always knew there was "engine Mausi". My Mom referred to her best friend as "Engine" . I did understand the full scenario when i actually heard "engine Mausi" calling my mom as "Engine". Its amazingly sweet , even now they refer to each other with the same word i.e. engine ( How they found this word for each other is another story ).

A corollary to above scenario is situations when you call some friends with unique names .This name is used by only you and not others in general .Some unique names become so popular and everyone in friend circle will use the same for person under consideration. We do end up giving really unique names to some friends , i remember, i nicknamed one friend "NDTV" because he always had unending "news" to share. His name was later modified to more sober "ND". It's creativity at best when you can nickname people around you without fear of hurting them . You can only gesticulate wildly on hearing those weird names , sometimes you are at receiving end :)

Next question comes , how often we get chance to nickname friends? Some friends are there only for few hours. You suddenly realize what if you had known him/her for better? There is unknown conspiracy to send some people to meet you only for few days and some only for hours , serendipitous. There is realization of the truth , you can't save many good things for tomorrow.

As i look for concluding words , in few days i shall have to shift to new city . Present acquaintances will become part of memory lanes. Some moments will be part of the sweet memories for sure....The Smiling face of newspaperwala when he came with monthly bill , the ever helpful kirana store bhaiyaji who knew what i shall ask for , the repetitive question from the house Maid on weekends , " Bhaiya aaj chutti hai kya?" , the waiter at restaurant who knew i did learn to eat sambhar-rice at his place , the Paan shop i did visit only to buy the match stick box of rupee one , the chicken Centre guy who did give apologetic smile when his stock did end. These Small but beautiful moments define life.

Talking about the nickname replication activity , it is strangely cute occurrence when you call someone special as "baby" and as return you are called as "baby" by the same person . Obviously, the person in question will be more than friend for you i.e. THE ONE for you.

Life will continue..........adios college

image : jungle/short-cut in our college , streets we shall never walk again.

This blog entry is too small to capture my college days (about to end in 1 months, 15th may 2009). This is my attempt to say "good-bye" to my college "BIT, Mesra , Ranchi". Weird means are being used to make it part of ever lasting memories (they can-not be explained here for obvious reasons ). We all know these are the best days of our life , so we don't want to regret , "are!!!...ye nahi kiya.....wo nahi kiya....".

When we came here , most of us had pain in their heart for not clearing IIT-JEE. Many had cleared , but the AIR (all-India rank )was not good enough to get desired IIT or wished "branch" at IITs. We had many dreams , and next four years were to be experienced here at BIT Campus (very beautiful , with tons-and-tons of trees).

The summary of our life here , can be represented by slightly modified song from the movie " hazaaron khwahisein aisi...."

"streets we had never walked,
windows we had never opened,
hands we had never held,
Dreams we shall never see again."

We did walk on many streets of life , never walked ; always studious guys became "masti" loving groups. Many windows were opened , me turned from "so-formal-guy" into "halla-gulla-guy" (many phases of this transition). Hands never got held though (love-life), at-least for me :P (by the time i thought about this , it was too late to try, some attempts resulted into failures ) .Many got successful and gave their quantum of college-life to someone "special". We have already dreamt many things , completing them will be life long process , these dreams won't be dreamt any longer.

The final tribute goes in the form of following words, thanks to college for....

"lives we have lived,
hopes we had never realized ,
fires we have lit ,
loves we shall never never make again."

May all good things remain with all of us for the whole life .We just hope , all "bad" things gained here are no longer part of our life after college (bad habits go ....slow :P )

Adiós college :(

no-one can-not control the time. Time is dirty , takes away good times from us. again i will use my favourite consolation statement

"all good things have to end and become yaadein".Life continues .....even god can-not change past, but future is to be made.

p.s : @ appu , i don't know how much "emosanal-atyachar" has been done in this blog entry , but one thing for sure , college-life "summery" remains same for all "college-goers" at the end of college. So you read this now and "weep-buckets" at the end of college days (not near ....so enjoy for the time being). your bundles of tissue papers are safe for now :D