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?
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?
1 comment:
I felt really nice after reading ur blog about me, 1st of all thank u so much for still considerin me as silent actually many people consider me as silent but i don think so that i am so much silent. n also my close friends use to blame the pepole who calls me................
anyway it makes me to feel nice ok enough about me now .....
in ur writin i really enjoyed my college days again in the form of sweet memories......that i may never again feel in real Thank u for remindin all those golden memories...............
n even i remembered the days in which we use to go to our common stop n all those our conversation............n ofcourse the lil raggin ................felt really nice
n also i felt really nice n great about ur writting that the way in which u expressed all ur memories n feelings they r like fresher in ur mind still
nice,nice nice
and thank u thank u thank u....................
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