A TOAST TO FRIENDSHIP PART 1

I am proud to boast of my garden which has been adorned by the presence of such beautiful flowers called "friends". Their nectarous presence and the fragrance of unconditional love and faith that they hold for me always triggers my well being. Friendship is the only tonic in this world that can impart vigour to your distressed soul and cheer your spirits up. I have a hidden treasure of valuables which seem to be godsend. Each one of them add more meaning and dimension to my chequered life.

My mother is one of the few persons I am proud to possess. My level of compatibility comes to be the best with her. I can be myself when I am with her. Both of us when get tuned to our characteristic nagging mode, spectators will swear by themselves to vacant their presence next time. But the very next moment, we retract into our normal mode. Depth of our relationship lies fathoms deep burried in each others' hearts. She is my fuel for life. I can withstand the most harshest of words or can lull through the most deadliest of patches in life if someone promises a lifetime of happiness for her. She's my God.

I share my life with her. She's given direction to my life. When I was suffering, she heard my silent whimpers..When my integrity was at stake, she fortified my self-confidence..When my life was in an utter mess, she proved to be my benefactor..When I left her hands, she was waiting for me to hold her hands back..She's my lifeblood.Many unspoken conversations we have had in our 9 years of bonding and sharing. We've actually made enough space for each other to live. I beleive that she's made my life more colorful and bright. She's added a dazzle to my personality.

'Sam' drives our gang crazy with his perrenial intellectual flow of queries. I never forget to discuss any medical complications with him..the only consultation fee he demands is your piece of mind. He's impeccable as a friend. You give him a chance, he'll prove your worth to you in his sweet characteristic way. He'll never blow your trumpet in your presence but I warn you to never talk dirty about his friends, because then the demon within him overpowers his well being. He takes life all in his stride. I have never seen him complaining life about anything.The hunger and passion of this person cannot be satiated ever. This is his mantra for "Success". An extremely carefree, casual, deterministic, optimistic, jovial Adonis but very weak from within alike the inside of a tender coconut. You have to possess some enigmatic charm to mesmerise him, which only a single person possesses according to him, and that's me..Its a mission impossible to befoul him. He's a fantabulous singer and his voice is honey-coated. He's a master in discharging my cell of all the charge when he's in a mood to talk. Ghost of tortoise gets into his hands when he's writing exams. The outcome of placing an ant on a plain paper after giving it a bath in a bottle of ink is his appalling handwriting.

Pinaki urf "Nagon"..this is our tool to taunt this overtly stylish, yet conscious person who is always worried to maintain the right dosage of gentlemanly mannerisms across all genders. He's a perfect combination of east meets west. He'll never forget to have mixture with water-rice, yet he's also never far behind in setting new trends for people of his age. He's a blessed soul, as Almighty has bestowed some magic in his hands and voice. I personally feel that he's a better painter than a singer. College days always highlighted him as a go-getter when it comes to extra-curriculars. I beleive that he's a true deadly poisonous Scorpio. He's impulsive yet emotional about the people he loves. He silently expects but is highly discreet about his feelings and allegations. Chapter of "Time management" must be encompassed in his book of living. "Live life kingsize" has been his slogan for life..My association with him is 10 years old. We've a knack of laughing at the silliest of jokes and lighting up our dull moments. Pain of others move him easily. ’Ask for a help’ and he’s there with you to fight all odds.

Meet the most beautifully evolved human of my buddy gang-Praveen. His antics reminds us of our yesteryears as living apes. He's the most unstable creature I have seen. There's two sides to this nearly-human person. When he's in a mood to play, he does not spare anyone. But,when he's in a mood for setting a bird's eye on his carrier, his zest becomes ravenous. This person is truly luck personified. Whatever this person has wished in his life, life has never dissappointed him. Touchwood!!There's also an emotional side attached with this person which is always under the veils of his irritating and loud activities. A very carefree person otherwise. He seldom thinks about the consequences of the deeds he executes, both professionally and personally. He's always after my life to make me realise how ugly I look when compared to my sweet Prince brother. No matter what, we have maintained our bond for over 13 years. I must confess that this person has the ability to surprise you every time with his feats and masterstrokes.

Distance makes hearts fonder

Gazing out from the balcony of my flat after taken my late lunch on a wet Sunday,I was soaked with thoughts of being alone..When a person is either in his best of moods or in the pangs of rage, he is in search of a shock-absorber who can absorb his pain and sufferings and be in unison with his thought path. The million-thoughts generator called "Mind" captures varying memories and predictions when it is idle. Recounting sad memories and reliving them all-together is always like castigating yourself to the brim.
Life is a real match of Kabaddi. Time is the barometer that quantifies our lives. Drawing a picture of life from the perspective of a kabaddi match, we see that the chain of companionship breaks with the passing of time..The team that looses the most has to taste defeat, but the irony is that the team that wins also has to forgo some vital players of the game. The vincibility of life cannot be overlooked. As the wheel of life roll, your ties and associationwill be churned and tested.Wear and tear will be a sure event to witness, but the ones who go on to reach their destination braving all storms of uncertainty will evince as true heroes. The thoughts of your loved ones always moisten your eyes when you are at a distance away..The tears trickle down from your eyes and goes down to the heart that is choked from grief of seperation. But there's a sunny side to this problem. Hearts connect better whenever you are far from the ones you love. Your loved ones become your network & whereever you go, your network follows. When I am all alone, I start to think about those who hardly matter to me. The value of every individual who has crossed your life will come under your scanner, irrespective of how important he/she is for you. Always look at the sunnier side of every person and try to overlook the nasty side attached to the person because the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Snowy..We miss you

A friend is a true confidant in real terms. The equation between man and animal is so obscure yet interesting..One cannot speak,the other simply listens.. Yet,they can build the most magnificient of fortresses based on the foundation stone of unending companionship,everlasting trust and a craving heart to die for one whom you love..Snowy,my cousin's pet was the motive behind this write-up.
My association with Snowy goes down to the times when I used to go for my routine visits to my Aunt's place. My affinity graph for Snowy posed to be gradual. Every time I made a visit to their place,Snowy found numerous ways to entice me by modulating his barking pattern. My presence was declared public by this antic of Snowy,which was actually very popular in our in-between-snacks discussions. My heart always cried when snowy came to me limping with difficulty..but undoubtedly,he always limped his way to my heart. Very little I have been with this sweet being,but this being had managed to captivate my heart according to his tunes.You will be fondly remembered on your birthday and always..The light of friendship that you have kindled in our hearts will never flicker.May your soul rest in peace!!

Silky..My Best Friend

Life is a complex,incomprehensible,dangling equation sandwiched with worries,vagaries,miseries and complexities. But undoubtedly,it is also a leveller. To efface out our negativity..to soothe our overtly heated mind..to embalm our soul from getting torn..it has an array of entities called "angels" which is often veiled and disguised. God gifted me with such an angel,9 years back. '4Th July,1998'-this day holds paramount importance for me as I met one of the friends for a lifetime..she's none other than my pet,Silky..A fluffy,over-weighted,German Spitz,10 years now.Today is her birthday. On this day,I would like to fold my hands and pray to the Almighty to bestow me with such an angelic entity,every time i take birth as a human. I would like to tell her 'SORRY' every time I have beaten her..After beaten her, her body shivers,but my soul cries and quivers with guilt and remorse. She had been a binding factor in my family. When none of us had anything to share,it was she who lightened up our dull moments with her affection and unselfish love. She never fails to wake me up in the morning,if I dare to have over-slept by rubbing her ice-cold nose on my cheeks and giving me a morning kiss. She's overtly religious. She never forgets to bow her head when my grandma is busy with her daily prayers. She plays the conch with the help of her beautifully gifted vocal chords. She dares not to enter our prayer room as most of the time,she's unbathed. She hates taking a bath and being applied dettol after she comes back home from evening and morning walks. She enjoys when Mom is on a cleaning spree. She sits like a queen when Mom is in a mood to put her favourite Ponds powder. I feel that she considers me to be her best friend. We share a different equation all-together. I can read her eyes and can decrypt the problem she's surrounded with and can also gauge the extent of her pious love that she holds for me. Kit-Kat is her favourite food. Dad never failed to stuff our fridge with Kit-kat,to satiate our princess..All I would say,I am really very weak on my toes coz I miss your sweet presence heavily.Love you so much..Wishing you abundance of health and wisdom on your birthday and always..
Rishi says, 'Stop biting our servant, Bhaskar for God's sake'

Silky says, 'But he always pulls my tail when no one is around'

..hey..people..this conversation is between me and Silky.No trespassing please..