Every gang has them. Without them the fun is incomplete coz they are the life of the party. They make u laugh till u cry. They are lovely people who can sustain any amount of eve-teasing..leg pulling and everyone screws them left right and center. They are the famous 'Bakras' of every friend circle. We might tease them...bash them...eat them..rape them..yet they are ever-smiling. They don't take anything to heart. They show their love unabashed, bring in a lot of energy into the night and make everyone in the gang feel alive.
I met one such pal of mine after ages...reason being a friend's marriage in Mavelikara, a small town in Kerala. I was transported back to the person i once was ...in Pondicherry. I realize that that "me" is still alive..but hiding somewhere deep within. I dont remember laughing so much..dancing so much..talking so much. I laughed till it my stomach pained.
Where are those fun and frolic filled days....when all I used to do was pay my customary darshan to our chai-addas.. our cool-joint adda serving hot samosas ...the chat waalas...the local bajji waalas and talk until the mosquitoes remind us of a place called "Home". Things have changed so much...meetings with ol' friends is a rarity. Not that am buzy..but so much has changed. Though technology helps us reduce barriers..still that personal touch vud always b missing. I sometimes find the mobile phone so very ridiculous coz all i want to talk about is that meaningless talk...that "youthful banter"... chit-chatting..gossipping about everything in the world other than "How are you..howz life..howz work". I mean, are these conversations meant to be with your bosom buddies..crazy ain't it?
This trip has made me feel very nostalgic....feel alive. Certain moments like this cause an unconscious smile appear on one's face...and i have been inadvertently smiling the whole day. I hope such moments do come more often. Thanks Mr. V for everything. I love u machan :)
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