Monday, August 8, 2011

First Sunday Of August...

My mind was restless for last two days..Couldn't even solve the Su-Do-Ku.At first I thought it to be the 'fasting effect' of Ramzan but,no!!!!It was not that..After spending two days in Quasi-vegetative state on my couch I was sure that its the monotony that is eating me..The alarm rang 4 pm..I took a shower and reached for my Pub. Ad. classes..Sitting on a chair which was a total ergonomic failure a thought crossed my mind-"I should visit my friends Danish and Zameer"(If I will not mention him,he will kick Danish out of his flat).By the time the thought crossed my mind I was at GTB Nagar metro station.I won't bore you by being a guide for how to reach Okhla from Mukherjeenagar..Within an hour I was at Danish's place.The sparkle in his eyes when he saw me claimed that he missed me more than I did.He hugged me as if it was one of his wishes from bucket list(Here,Let me make it clear that we both are straight though there are few who still doubt this fact..).

We sat in his room..Chatted for long on many topics-few general and the rest censored..I called Aariz, a very dear friend of mine.I always look forward to read his poetry.He is a gifted poet.Read few of his recent poems and believe me though most of them were blasphemous,they were stimulating..I was loving all these moments..We started watching "Singham" on the system..We could not stop laughing at few instances.It seemed to be a nice movie except that typical dancing step of Ajay Devgan where he spreads his claws like a tiger and then does something which to me seemed vulgar and funny as well..Soon all of us started imitating that step and soon mastered it with great perfection..Not because we are good dancers rather partly because it was an easy step and partly because sometimes few buried desires lend a helping hand in reaching perfection..Soon it was 11 and we decided to taste all the ramzan delicacies.So we had everything from 'this to that' and from 'that to the next that' and finally stopped at 'Shahi Tukra'.We decided to walk back to the flat some 2-3 kms walk..In that walk we talked of old school and college days..hostel days specifically..made fun of passers by..We decided to sat on the railing of 'puliya'.A few cigarettes were lit..Most non sense to the most intellectual and ideological matters were discussed..Policies for the nations were framed..The brain storming ended in an hour,so did the cigarettes..I felt as if I am revitalising myself..

We walked to flat..After reaching I completed 'Singham' and watched a few more movies with friends..We did nothing special..nothing out of world..We never do but still every time its really special..Next morning when I saw my phone,There were few messages of "Happy friendship Day".A smile drew on my lips and suddenly it burst out in a laughter..I remember how few years back I would get 'happy smthng smthg day message' every now and then..Friendship day was at the top spot and valentine's day was not even in race..Yeah that is true..The so called friends would get a message pack and full your inbox with those  'sadak-chhap' shayaris and not at all funny messages..And then one year it happened so that all the service providers stopped the free messages service on such special Days like friendship days,diwali, holi etc.( I am not sure if they stop these services on Independence Day,Republic Day and Gandhi Jayanti..I guess,they don't after all no one wishes anyone on such occasions..its so un-kwel).Any ways,after such a strong step from service providers I was sure that many of my friends, who suffer from amnesia and only once in an year they remember me- on Friendship Day, would not message me but no I was wrong.The message still poured in not on the Day but few hours earlier and claiming that They wanted to be the first persons to wish me Friendship Day.As if this would prove that how much they care for me..."Bull Shit".To all Such friends:I do not give a damn about your messages..So please be kind enough and don't fill my inbox.

I looked at Danish..He was sleeping like a innocent newborn baby..I thought that why we never wished each other friendship Day..We never needed it..We never needed a day to celebrate our friendship..To be true never in my life we have wished each other our B'day..I don't even know when is his B'day but what I am sure of is that he will be the first person to rescue me in any crisis of my life..

I had a great time with my friends,that too on "Friendship Day" without knowing that it was a Friendship Day..Ironical na !!!So,what difference this "Friendship day" created..Nothing,Absolutely Nothing...When there are friends with you,Its a Friendship day..Matters least whether its a first or second or nth Sunday or Monday or whatever of August July or any month of georgian calander..To all those who shower their love on Facebook or through messages for friends only on such days and then forgetting them as if they were some ugly worthless experience of their life,without even taking the pain to know if your friend is really happy at least on that "friendship Day",I would like to say with all due respect that you folks are hypocrite...an Emotional Bank corrupt..You live below poverty line if time is a parameter because you need a specific day to acknowledge that your friend exists...

7 comments:

  1. You have left me at a situation, where I can't really praise your genius blog openly...All those less mortals would take it as a work of mutual admiration society...so be it....This was a damn good article....And next Sunday would be even more blasphemous...(As Entertainment is next to blasphemy, as given in the book.)

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  2. Who cares about those less mortals..

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  3. Sharique u rock my Dear Bachcha...!!!

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  4. thnx bhai log..i m happy u all loved it

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  5. hehe dis was fab.
    n mks complete sens too.
    u hav NO idea jus hw many ppl i wanna tel dis to.
    wil nt, dats nder thing :o

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  6. @sadiya:well thanx fr ur appreciation..bt wht i cudnt undrstand dat vn u wanna tel d same to ppl y wont u...

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