This Diwali I had been to home town after 5 months. For last couple of years I hardly have spent more than a month in my town. I was waiting for these moments. When Few Eyes which had been fixed at the doors for last few months got glance of mine, smiles appeared smugly on faces. A lot many voices were heard after a long in my porch.Sparows, crows and other common birds were also astonished by such an unusual thing in their surroundings. So many people suddenly!!!!That day we were chirping instead of 'em :)
As it was diwali, every one had an enthusiasm of cleaning and decorating home. Mumma was busy in “mithai” and sis was busy in cleaning and decoration. I too tried to put little efforts like a drop in an ocean [U know I am an incorrigible guy].
I opened my trunk after dusting it.
A “Rough and Tough “jeans and an old phone diary with faded ink on yellowish pages........
There was a hole in the jeans and there were some crossed numbers in the diary.....
Both of them revived the memories from a dark corner.
Sometimes as the time passes; some losses, some arguments, some distances, some quarrels, some attempts; also transforms into a smile with tears in eyes on a face.
The jeans got spoiled when I once tried to hid ciggrate from papa.
And Friends………… ??
I don’t know….
Infact I tried to get a good reason why I moved so away from few of them, but I couldn’t.
I never had any major argument or fight in my any of relation but still so much distances....
May be its time which sets the equations in life and relations.
I was not sure if they were still in bikaner or not.I got Addy’s number.. haven’t talked to him for last 10 years since 9th class.He was a fun loving guy and our all time favourite "bakra" during school days.My fingers pressed few buttons on the telephonic keypad.I could not recognize his voice but got an impression that he would be much healthy an stronger guy now by his hoarse voice.I talked to him 35 minutes, got all kinds of masala news of whos who "maal" of our school days,our teachers and "chimpu" public. I always keep myself updated in current affairs :)
When I put down the receiver finally, it was a blissful experience of the passed by moments.
It was like my life's old TV which was contented in Doordarshan frequencies was happy now to catch Cable frequencies now :)
so many masala news..
I again put on my jeans. Tough it was old, faded and with a patch but still I was looking good in it.I had talked to my old buddy; he was a lost friend but i was feeling good to catch him again.Probably I am not like many of other people who believe in changing relations like attires.I too like to make new friends but I hold my old faded attires and old good friends in my life, atleast in my trunk and in my diary respectively :0
Anyways
HAPPY DIWALI Dosto
:)
