I met her after a long time…five months is a long time. She still wears the same smile: she’s the same person after so many changes in the world.
Hmm… when did our friendship started…
To start off, I saw her, rather met her in the office bus. The one which I used to board near Lajpat Nagar bus stand after covering a rickety route from home to the stand – I called it the narak ka raasta. I used to be all smiles whenever I boarded the bus. However, there were days when my facial expression of supreme joy turned to a worst invisible frown.
Mostly I managed to get to sit with her, but there were times when a devil or a vamp used to sit with her—boiling my blood and ruining my mood! I counted G as semi-vamp; she was a friend after all, so some concession! Sometimes I had to sit with old Sam, even if She was all-alone… Sam must have never realized how I hated him for not finding a talking partner from whichever place he started. Sometimes teammates kill your chance in succeeding—either they are dumb or derive some form of interest doing this deliberately… Saala Sam!
The ride from Lajpat Nagar terminal to Okhla was usually hilarious, where I used to try make her smile with my antics. She was very enthusiastic, and a good listener. G was mostly a wet blanket. I used to wonder if she’s really understood my clowning around and laughing genuinely, or was the case like—“some people will do something because others are doing it.” Moron. But I have liked G’s dumb soberness—G darling!
The bus ride back after office was equally interesting. I remember I used to always call or walk up to her to tell her of our ‘pack-up time’. And then this ST character at times used to tag along… O yes, Uncle Sam was also there. But of course he’s a sweet company. Remember his:
--Sandwich and bread comment.
--The bumpy ride as good as roller coaster ride comment near the Tech Books office.
--Poor audio for AKP
--Santra for Priya S
--Many more fun filled, stomach-aching, and near-tear comments.
And here’s what we used to discuss:
--Irritating company
--G darling and my relationship, if any
--My relationship with meena, divya, tina etc.
--Imitating my ex-lead, Utpal dutt [neech-papin-kulta]
--Project problems
--Concerned relatives – aiiyo, sadi kab kartay jee!
--Kannan chetan and chatni
--Etc. etc. etc.
And wait, that’s not all. I clearly remember two more interesting things:
--While going to office one day: you made it clear to me that unless a girl sees me progressing she’s not going to think of spending her life with me… I am progressing but minus any girl [or is it many girls-certainly not]!
--Coming back from office… ‘ek baat kahoon, kahi hamari dosti may daraar tau nahi aayagee. Accha kaal booloongna/boolongee’.
Not just these, we discussed so many serious issues as well. Something’s that must have hurt her, as did some which pierced me. But I am a pig—motee khaal!
O yes, one ‘piercing me’ incident was—‘The bus had picked up employees from KKJ [evening] and I asked you how’s K, rather what do you like about him’ and your answer, more so the way you drew his personality in front of me was like a smooth sharp blade, promising not to hurt when in, but actually spreading hidden teeth once inside…
--K is always into intelligent discussion [ok I am not, I am dumb!],
--K is hard working [I hardly work, you mean],
--K is full of life-very ambitious [so I want to sit and work as tech writer all life long, here, @12k per month, years after years-huh!]
K ka baccha. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai mujko itna sehan shakti wala kiu banaya…
But the solace was when she told me, “he’s getting fat and fatter having pizzas at the client site.” That’s the only thing in which I was ahead of him, superior. Chal, kahi tau uppar utha!
I christened him M2. M3 was Meena D. M1 is a mystery!
…Those were the days. Good days… best is yet to come. Its like, ‘my finest day is yet unknown…’
Arrray, I have just told you the start and end of our bus journeys—‘Lajpat Nagar to KKJ to Okhla and back!’
---XXX---
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