Goorkha

"Salam saab..." thats how everyone in our group wish him when we meet. I don't know how he got "Goorkha" name, but I remember in his lab batch a Nepali girl was there. I remember we used to tease him using her name, I think that's how it finally ended up with this name and absolutely not because of his looks. He is good looking with little huge personality:). I don't remember how we met for the first time. I came to know about him more from that cricket incident.

We were in first year and cricket competition was held as part of College day celebration. I stayed apart from this competition, as they played using leather ball and also Im not good cricketer. Its our first match and he was a good fast bowler (bcoz he used to run from boundary line to ball). I was sitting outside the boundary line along with other classmates to encourage our team. During the match on an attempt to catch the ball, he misjudged the ball and it fell on his forehead!. He fell on the ground & became unconscious. Everyone ran towards him to help, sprayed Iodex and later he was bought near me. I felt sorry about him. After some time he woke up and started firing questions over me. "Where I am?", "What happened to me after that?", "Who brought me here?", "How I bought here?" etc., I was just staring at him with surprise and worried was he lost his memory!. I took deep breath and answered all his questions. "Oh! is it I totally lost my conscious... thanks yaar" he responded to my answers. I thanked God for his recovery. Still today sometimes I tease him with his questions:)

I remember his Bhagat Singh behavior!. We were(total 4 members) doing our sixth sem project in lab. I am not remembering how it started, suddenly a cold war started between Goorkha and Murthy. Other three were upset about Goorkha's behavior, we just started walking outside the lab. He ran towards us and stopped us. "Come on guys lets promise, we wont quarrel again. Lets be friends forever" he said and stretched his hand (like hero in Bhagat Singh movie to unite against British). I was shocked seeing sudden change in his behavior. I joined him and others also followed me. He was looking very happy and we all went to canteen to celebrate re-union. He always tried to be a good friend and if he came to know that someone is upset because of him, he suddenly convinces them.

Once we(around 6 people) went to Ranebennur famous Dhaba just to chill out. During our dinner he started telling Sardarji joke. 1 minute over, 2 minute over, 3 minute over and his joke was never ending.... It was like cascading all sardarji jokes and tell them at one stretch. He was TOTALLY involved in his joke. We all waiting for his joke to end. He came out of his joke world and stared us. We all were still looking at him thinking that it may continue. "Le joke has come to end, lets laugh.." Harish said bursting out with laughter. Suddenly everyone burst into laughing. We almost came out of our chair laughing at his never ending joke. Still today sometime we force him to crack a joke:)
Similarly one more incident i remember. Its our New Year celebration night, we all gathered at Pavan's house on terrace to celebrate. We were enjoying ourselves by dancing, singing, playing with fire camp etc., He suddenly stopped us. We looked curious. He sat in Padmasana mode and opened a small chit(oops! he seriously prepared and came). He started singing Kuvempu's "Ede Tumbi haadidenu indu naanu" in a very patho voice. After the song we rolled over the floor laughing. Hmm! Good chap always wants to entertain his friends, but sometimes it ends up we laughing at him.

Yeah! its like insulting this post if I wont specify about his crush and love affair. There was one senior gal who was very cute. She was like queen of the college during those days. We were volunteer for Fresher's Welcome party and as we were chatting during the function. He said "Yeah you no what! I spoke with her yesterday in temple, she speaks very nice..." blah blah. He started praising her and his moment with her. At the same time we saw her coming towards our side. She smiled at me(bcoz she was my cousin's fre GF and we just had face introduction) from distance. Looking at her he walked towards her without waiting for us. He spoke with her for a while and came towards us. "Its all scrap guys, today she is telling she don't know about me, I also reminded about our meet in temple and then she says she has forgotten" he said by making his face childish. We burst into laughing. I felt its ok at least he made his attempt great!.

After our Engineering we went to Otty Trip. In whole trip one of my friend used to Blackmail him by saying "yeah if u won't listen me, I will tell that to everyone". Hearing that he just used to follow his command:). Sometimes I used to feel sorry about him, bcoz so nicely he used to listen us and we should not misuse it. At the end of the trip we came to know about his love story. He was interested in one junior gal(who is not his friend). Somehow he introduced himself and I used to saw him speaking with her many times. He used to be joyous after speaking with her. Finally he went to propose her with usual tradition of Greeting card and chocolate. I just know the outcome as its rejected!. Funny thing was he gave autograph to her in the final year and she signed with "Your Sister". Till today we do kidding asking him about his sister:). Whatever it is I am proud of him that he expressed his feelings to her, which most people fail to do. I just wish him not to worry "God is busy writing beautiful Luv story for U".

Silent Friend

Hmm! I never thought I would start from her. I was in confusion whether to start from Dolly or Dada or Chinga. But Mamtha once suggested me to write based on incidents and not like essay:). So with all these my fres, I have so many incidents and i found it difficult to simplify it. I thought let me start now and see the difficulty later. So here it goes my experience with one of my fre.

I am happy finding one of my fre back in this monotonous life. I think its around one and half year since I spoke with her. I almost forgot her. I thought Life is so accidental and filled with surprises. Yesterday after speaking with her over phone, my memories went back to college days. I was in the last year and she was in first year. We all(my group of fres) decided to enjoy those final days at its best and just do what we like. Nitin was in full josh to rag as many juniors as possible. Girish was involved in showing his singing talent. I was involved in making small electronic circuits and pulling fres leg(especially Siddrama). Me and Pavan were best in finding one's weakness(like their GF's) and kidding them at the best. We used to enjoy doing high-fives after kidding them. During these days I never ragged anyone but of course i used to be with my fres when they rag. I thought let me rag this time and I decided to rag her.

I used to take college bus from 'Sangam circle' stop. She also used to take bus from the same stop. Mentally I prepared my questions to ask her. I wont remember exactly that scenario, but i remember her response. After the college near our bus stop, I called her and commanded to introduce herself. Funny thing was i decided to question her in Kanglish:), usually I speak in Kanglish with Northies. She gave her introduction but she was scared a lot and her words were broken. That day I just let her go off after the introduction.
Remembering my ragging days I thought let me give some small assignment next day. After seeing her scariness I wondered was there a need to scare so much? or i was so commanding? don't know!. I thought 'What if she complaints in college?', 'What if she complains in our home' (both of our house was in the same road with few yards). Negative thoughts ruled my mind. Finally I gave up my idea of ragging.

From then on we became good fres, I don't know why but I continued speaking in Kanglish. Ha! ha! for me this is like getting ragged in turn:). I even avoided speaking with her on 'Kannada Rajyotsava' month. We used to speak from bus stop till that road end, from there we used to take diversions to reach our home. Our friendship grew slowly in this small road and we never used to speak in college. Once she came to my home, to get my Graphics report. That day i came to know that her mother and my aunt are 'Basava Balaga' friends. We became little nearer than before. After making her friendship I thought she is the silent friend I have ever seen.

I don't remember exactly when I left speaking in Kanglish with her? may b while talking over phone I believe. But i remember she teasing me about my Kanglish practice:). As time passes by I moved to Bangalore and she continued with her college. We used to speak over phone very rare. May be when I was frustrated from the job hunt I used to call my fres who are away from this job hunt. During that time she used to update me on college on-goings and on my classmates(who joined there after BE) lecturing and I used to update on job hunt difficulties. Sometimes I used to update on my school days life/friends and she used to update on that irritating Stalking guy. It went on.. but today I wont remember when I lost communication with her.

Yesterday suddenly I saw her being online in GTalk and later I spoke with her over phone. After speaking with her I felt is this the same Silent Friend who can talk for half an hour:). I think its my first impression on her which remain still now. I feel its human tendency to remember one's by their character.
Yeah! no ending for the post appear in this blog, because Friendship has no end.
So who's NEXT?

Introduction

Yesterday after coming from office, i went to enquire about my monitor which i gave it to repair. There I felt boring to simply stand infront of him without doing nothing. He was busy in digging my monitor. To pass the time i just tuned to FM in my new SONY walkman, they were playing some kannada song. After hearing the song i felt like lyricist had put all his 'Feelings' to make a song. In the mean time repair was saying in phone 'I cant come now, why u cant understand my 'Feelings'?'. My mind got struck with the word 'Feelings'. This word made me to call Mamtha(we used to tease her as 'Feelings Mamtha'). She is known for her exaggeration about feeling lines or words. We exchanged usual sweet nothings and about our other ADA(my prev comp) fres. During the call she inspired me to keep writing.

After the call i was thinking about my next blog topic, i couldn't got any idea and i left that topic there. Few of my fres were complained abt my bad kanglish, which inspired me to think twice before writing:).
At night after my dinner i was scrolling my contacts list in the cell. I had around 80+ fres! starting from school fres, PU fres, Engineering clg fres, Interview fres, Company fres, cousin/relative fres, Fres fres.... Oh! i have biggg network. Ofcourse i may not be in touch with all of them on daily basis. But i am sure, still i am having same intimacy with them that i had on the day i made frdship with them.

They have all crossed my path of life in one way or another....some of them I've only bumped into....some of them have walked awhile with me....and some of them will continue to walk with me....but they dont ever need to think for a second that since we aren't in constant contact....that I don't think of them all....because if it wasn't for coming across all of them....who knows? I would be a completely different person....and.... well....I'm happy with how I've turned out so far.

Yes yes am going to write abt my fres. This blog is dedicated to my fres... Am going to write my VIEWS about my fres and my experience with them. Let me write GOOD things abt my fres:). I know its so nice feeling when we heard good things about us from someone. Let me try to give that feeling to u and everyone likes to get appreciated. This also helps to know about others better.

I call them my friends. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a world filled with emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened it can never be closed. It is a constant book always waiting....waiting to be read.... and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements.... we may have our disappointments.... we may argue.... we may concern one another....friendship is a unique bond that lasts through all tribulations.

Finally, my VIEWS will be based on my experience with you and also at the time of writing. While writing I try my best to dig all experience from my memory. So please correct me if am wrong:), misunderstanding helps to understand one better. I feel its bad to prioritize our fres, so no order i will just write in a random manner.

A part of us goes into our friendships....our humor....our experiences....our tears. Friendships are foundations.....necessary for life....and love. Friends....you and me........there is no beginning there is no end. Enjoy reading...