Those were the days, those were the times those were the places…..many times we’ve kept remembering the old times and wishing them to come back. Not for once did we think about the present holding a present for us. We are not made to think so, but when the present is held in front of us, we do scamper towards it like a kid getting his first birthday present and start unraveling it. We play with it till its in our hands, some times enjoy the feeling for a while, after losing it or its broken we crib cry and forget it with time. But, sometimes when the present is so wonderful that all our senses are embalmed in it we cherish those moments for long time to come. The life gives us a glimpse of what is to come so that we can brace ourselves to enjoy it, it simply depends upon us to appreciate it and cherish the moments that be a part of our life.
Me and Roopa are like chalk n cheese, where she will try to point everything incorrect I try to find the right things, where she thinks is boredom I try to show her the fun element and where she finds flavours I try to give her the bland look....all the way knowing that it isnt there and I'm just trying to feel it. But then other times we do get to know what we need to have.
Yesterday was just one of those lovely gifts that was sprung up on my face and with a surprise which had all the ingredients to be a reprise. With two passes for the Baisakhi eve program I knew there was a fun filled and enjoyable evening in store for us. We did skip the intro by the event organisers and long ear wrenching speeches by all including the others including the Dy Chief Minister. Oh what a sight it was to see an auditorium with so many Sardars and of course sardarnis. Everyone looked so very healthy, yeah so very healthy that my healthy wife looked like a kid. Only my wife can say what I looked like. That thing aside, as we entered and took our seats courtesy our friend Sandeep Singh, the healthy sardar we saw a guy in checkered pants with a purple tee covered with a black velvety jacket holding the mike and people’s attention or maybe the people in splits. The stand up comedian Khayali was making most of the time with his witty one liners and cracking up anyone who came into his sight. Be it the person going away with a kid, he was asked, Bachcha aapka hae ya kisi aur ka? Andhere mae kuch dikhayi nahi deta…. The guy did catch our attention but as we had been waited upon by a friend who had come from Hyderabad for on campus selections at his hotel we left the place. We did know that we would miss a little of the entertainment but the chance to meet a friend meant too much for us. It was like we had been looking for something other than water not as important but different more like looking for a cocktail in Laxmi bar. We reached the hotel where he was staying and asked him to meet at the foyer of the Hotel. We were delighted to see him there and then started all that Hyderabadi talk, his meeting with the auto walas of patna who are not used to carrying a person alone in the passenger seat, (jitne ho utney admi andar is their mantar) unless u are ready to pay atleast triple the amount. Then he told about his escapade with the rickshaw ride through the bustling roads of Patna. As we stepped into the restaurant and took a table in the corner, we could see the mid week weak staff. The small talk got vigorous and more hilarious, the waiters saw that and took advantage knowing that we wouldn’t worry of late service. Harith is one hardcore Hyderabadi, very reasonable guy, quirky and apparent in his views. With the kind of shock he had, being packed off to Patna out of the blue, his words came out quickly and side-splittingly. While in Vizag we had been enjoying such moments pretty often but here it was hard as we don’t have many friends and none so witty in words n acts.
As the alcohol kept making me feel light in the head, his words and anecdotes kept lightening my heart and facial expressions. The smile and laugh came out effervescently. The food was sumptuous and as the people had thinned out the service was being concentrated on the three of us. But what now mattered was the good time we spent catching up on some small talk lotsa good feeling and clear thoughts, about a lot of things. The lack of such light and hilarious talk had been making us docile and a little staid. But with the evening turning so very bubbly as we walked out in to the warm weather outside into the night we knew another day stared at us with a promise that not all days would be glum, and even if the days were the evenings would be better. The assurance of something later does clear our minds of doubts, doubts that may sometime cloud over in the unassuming mind.
What may be missing in the two of us is what we get when we see that third person!
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