..love you a lot !

On the day when I was born,

I opened my eyes and saw two angels,

Both of them so content & glad..

One of them I called Mom,

the other one I called Dad..

They held my hand,

& taught me to walk..

motivated me everytime,

& were always there,

Whenever I needed someone to talk..

They woke me up every damn morning,

and sent me to school..

No matter how much teachers complained,

they trusted me every single time,

they knew their son was not a fool..

I grew up,

disrespected them,

So shamelessly even after being known..

that every wrong word which I say,

would hit them like a stone..

Today on this Valentine's Day,

where people are busy expressing Love..

I want to tell my angels,

They mean everything to me,

even more than the God above..

Being your son in this world I realize,

what a great gift from god I've got..

Hey Mom, hey Dad,

Let me tell you today,

I really love you a Lot !

..Apple of my eye !

Sweetest you are,

as sweet as a pie..

Would never let you be alone,

even if I die..

Just can't see you low,

wanna hold everything high..

I mean it when I say,

you are the 'Apple of my eye'

..good-byes are bad !

"I think the train has come" she said and we shook hands for the last time. "Keep smiling" I murmured while the train moved and she waved me till the sight could fade.

It was the day which was supposedly the last time we met. Before you take it otherwise let me tell you the person I'm portraying here is one of my closest friend. She is someone whom I had met during my 1st job at a Mumbai-based company. Initially it hardly mattered, but as I started knowing her, she became an idol for me. A Piscean, with more sensibility than sensitivity, a female with a cute killing smile & zero attitude, someone who would always be there whenever the circumstances demand.

I always have a dumb assumption which is true majority of the times that one day out of the week has to be bad for you. And one such day for me is Friday. Believe it or not, but this day sucks for no reason every week. Nothing disastrous, but it leaves me in a state of uneasiness which I could never define. And whenever I used to come across such kind of uneasiness, I used to meet her. Surprisingly every uneasiness and every sorrow used to fade away. She has that kind of magical attitude towards life, that one can't be sad with her.

She changed my attitude towards life, she added nothing in my life except smiles, and the best part being that I experienced friendship in purest form with her.

But nothing in life is permanent, and whatever comes has to go away.

As the train moved out of sight, I turned and... I was blank.

Though I never thought I would feel so much after she goes away, though available on phone, it makes a lot of difference & now I feel that I am actually going to miss a friend.

Someone who wouldn't be there to laugh with me thinking I'm mad..

Someone who wouldn't be around when things go wrong and I feel sad..

Wishing happiness always I bid her a Good-bye,

but sorry to say these Good-byes are really really bad !

..The Good ol' Days !

It was 7pm. I and a friend of mine were standing at a Stationery Store for taking Xerox copies.

“How much more time your stupid Xerox is going to take”, she asked me. I turned towards her, gave her a damned look and adjusted my tilted spectacles.

“What ?” she asked.

“Have patience” I replied.

It was a little crowded place with people around who had come there for taking Xerox. Let me tell you when you are with a female you are always noticed by almost everyone, irrespective of how inconsequential you are.

“Tushar…, you know what” she said in a tone that often frightens me.

I lowered my eyebrows trying to guess what it was when all of a sudden she said ,” There is a black noodle hanging out of your nose.”

What followed was stun silence.

With a question mark on my face I looked around while she began laughing holding her face tightly. It was so embarrassing. I lowered my eyes in disgust, rolled them across like a thief to find out if any one around was watching me. No one was looking at us but I could sense their pointed ears and they indeed knew what was happening.

Looking at her I rubbed my nose in a manner full of shame. She was going bonkers, laughing and laughing. I rolled my eyes across and this time I found everyone looking at me. As if it was a golden hair coming out of my nostril that they wished to see.

Imagine how you would feel when your female-friend embarrasses you in the crowd and laughs and laughs at your face while you stand amidst the whole thing with a clueless expression.

I looked down, took the Xerox, and quietly moved out of that place while she laughed and laughed and laughed…

So very silly & so very humiliating, but as I recall now, the Noodle, the people and her 2000KW laughter, I actually laugh.

Wait a minute, Am I laughing on myself.., ? (eyebrows raised !)

..I'll be the sky !

I won't be like the sun,
That would set leaving you in pain,

I won't be like the cloud,
That would go away after giving you rain,

I won't be that season,
That abruptly acts insane,

I won't be that reason,
That would leave your life in disdain,

I won't be that intuition,
That fakes you like a chicane,

I won't be like that dream,
That makes you sleep-refrain,

I wont be that harsh stroke of misfortune,
That shatters you all over again,

But..

I'll be the sky,
Who is always out of the frame,

But still watches you everyday,
Irrespective of the loss or gain ..!

..The good 'ol dayz --> Part # 1

Rahul, Compass and his Ass !

June 1998 ;
After a great vacation it was time to go back to school. Luckily I, Rahul & Benedict got the same division, Std IX-A. It felt great to be together in the same classroom. We knew each other very well and were real pals. From helping each others during rough weather to pulling each others legs in a manner that even enemies would think twice, we did not leave any stone unturned.

I still remember that day, it was Science period going on. Miss Noor Ahmed was teaching us a chapter on chemical reactions. Rahul and Benedict used to sit on the 6th bench of the last row, and my place was just behind them. I and Benedict had planned something really awful for Rahul that day. The lecture got over, and it was the English period after that. Sister Philomina entered the classroom. We all stood up, and just at that moment, Benedict took out the compass from the geometry kit and nodded at me, I took the compass and putting my hand through the gap below my desk placed it,rather held it erect with the tip shining and smiling at Rahul's ass. "Good Morning Sisterrrrrrrrr"went the whole class. "Sit down" said Sister. Rahul had never ever imagined what he (or rather his ass) was going to bear for the remaining part of the day. He forcefully started to rest his ass on the bench, AHHHHHHHHHHHH and the compass did the rest !

He jumped in the air like a rocket, while Benedict pulled him down again while covering his 10000KW laughter, I had to hide beneath my desk hiding even more wattage of laughter than Benedict. Rahul quietly put his head down, with one hand at the place of destruction and constantly pounding Benedict with the other.

The moment that followed during recess was an emotional one with Rahul showing the otherwise sentimental side of him with all sorts of friendship dialogues.

He could have easily created a scene in the classroom that time putting me and Benedict to serious punishment. But he didn't do that.

The next day it was the same bench, same lecture and the same friends.

Those were one the most beautiful days of our lyfz, and both of those two guys are indeed my best and truest friends.

I miss you guys!