This
has been the most complicated issue of my life nowadays. I am left with no
choice except a question to trust or not on a friend? It was like I was being
used till date by the people until I found it. Well friends are very much
important in life. They are undefined. And I cannot express further on it. In
my life, I have only found one. Widening my chest, I can easily name him. He is
no one but Suryaprakash Kushwaha from Agra.
I
met him at my job place back in Delhi at The Jamia Hamdard University where he
was also my roommate. In the initial stage, we messed up alot regarding the
pillow, bed or light switched on in the mid night. But I never thought the
unbreakable bound of friendship had started taking place. This is the day when
I am in Mumbai, I am feeling sad being separated from him. My Delhi based
company started suffering in loss and I resigned there with a heavy heart as I
would lose my world including Suryaprakash. He belongs to middle class family
and very much conscious for saving money. But he had huge heart. He had lent
money about 50K. Being sad, once he approached me (as I was the same with whom
even he shared everything) and told about the money lent to the people. I
advised him not to worry about it as he might have lend the money to the people
whom he knew. But I was surprised when he said that he gave maximum amount of
money to unknowns. I asked,"How?" He told me that he didn't even know
but they came and cried for their need and he helped them. Well, it’s Delhi!
Where you cannot even expect to get the money back from your own brother! Then
how he can give away such amount of money to unknowns!?
Here,
In Mumbai, I am badly missing him. There is no one to whom I can share my
problems, cannot say anyone what I am feeling right now, cannot express my
emotions what I am having. Just pushing them in my heart and expecting one day,
either he will come Mumbai, or I will go back to Delhi. There are thousands
memories spent with him there and I keep remembering those. People say we
shouldn't go back in the past but why don't I go? I will keep going there
because I have the Golden period of my life spent with him. When I was sad,
when I was broken, I found someone to sort me out. Especially the Chhole
Bhature of Greater Kailash IV. We often went to take it as lunch bunking the
mess at 1 PM. I had a beloved Project Manager Mr Abrar Ahmed who called me
'Chintu' and made me famous by the name in JMC. Well I called him Chachajaan :)
He was another nicest guy who wanted me to get married with a Delhi girl and
wishing me to set in Delhi. I, and Suryaprakash had been the left and right
hand respectively for him till the Jamia Hamdard site ended. Well we both
remained there and kept spending good times. Surya belonged to conservative
family. I was amazed knowing that he had never gone for a movie during his 23
years of age. I was almost died listening it. When I forced him once to come with
me for a movie in Saket PVR, he was scared and said, "If my Bapu will know
about it, he will throw away me from home."
Well
as I like simplicity and I got a simple companion. His hug made me forget all
worries, all tension and all the loads of Ajay Patni (One of my senior
official). It's my blog, and I belive it as Surya with whom I can share
everything. Loving, hating or even crying, I am blogging dedicating to one of
my bestest friend forever. Surya. I love you alot. <3
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