Fun is Where Friends Are !?!
I still remember the time, that dreadful experience, when my eyes were watery; I was beginning to feel dizzy as if I will puke any moment. The world around me was swirling. Suddenly my brain stopped working and my hands started to shiver with the burden in my hands and I just dint know what to do next. Something was definitely wrong and I just had to find that out. I closed my eyes, took a long and deep breath and thought for one very long moment.
I opened my eyes, threw the book away and with a thousand watt smile said “Damn the exams, it’s time to write a new blog”. And so here I am with my new piece of art (to be very modest). This piece of art is dedicated to all my friends that claim a major part of my life, friends who show me hell and heaven at the same time, who make me laugh until I have tears in my eyes and my stomach aches. Friends who always points the bad in me but only to make me a better person. My group of friends are like a mixed bag, each with a different color, each with a different shade but having one common quality of being my friend(:p).
I have always had a very close circuit of friends, not many people. That‘s cos I have always believed in quality and not quantity, But all very special in their own silly way. I am also a person who will get embarrassed easily if I am the subject of some stupid joke. I don’t like people laughing at me or making fun of me. Or so I thought…until this happened…..
It was a bright sunny day, rather hot. I and two of my friends had to submit an application. We had to go all the way from Gandhinagar to Ahmedabad just to submit one small application. The sun was beaming with all its mite and we hadn’t had lunch even. Empty stomachs, angry heads, swollen faces and quick steps, we were proceeding towards the bus stand. Each of us thinking if we stood a chance in midst of those high merited, ultra serious, speckled students. Really worried about our so called, very early to worry about future we were walking in quick succession. I was worried if all this effort of going to that far off place that too by ST bus, empty stomached was really going to pay off. I just kept my head down and tried to listen to the silly strategies and plan the two of my idiot friends were making. The people around us somehow looked equally worried, may be they knew the burden our tender shoulders were carrying. I looked around, a tired cobbler, sitting ideal as if already tired by the ways of the world. A man half resting on his car, one hand in pocket and the other holding cell phone, talking as if the deal between Mr. Manmohan Singh and President Barack Obama depended on his yes or no. A bunch of people walking aimlessly. I kept walking, my brain busy with thoughts of application, eyes checking out the people on the road (multitasking as usual). And while I was busy multitasking I missed a pit on the footpath I was walking on and fell. Not a stumble, not a bend, I actually fell on the footpath. The next thing I saw was my friends were having a laugh of their lifetime. Seeing them laugh absolutely hilariously I couldn’t help but laugh, not caring enough to even stand up. I just dint care what the world around me was doing, whether they saw me falling, whether they saw me laughing like a mad person while I was still on the footpath, whether they were laughing on me or not. I was just looking at my friends, laughing in our own rhyme, not caring about the world, as if they never existed, as if it’s just another joke that only we share. The next thing I see is one of my friends gave me a hand to stand and I stood up still laughing equally hardly. I realized I was not embarrassed, in spite of the fact that the subject of the joke this time was I, me, myself. And all that just because I was with the world’s best people, my friends who would not be judgmental about me even after this stupid incident. It was just another reason for our meaningless giggles.
Even if it was for a little while, but we were relived of our tension about the application and so were the cobbler and the busy phone man. I guess this is what happens where friends are, FUN!!
