Its 8.15 am already. I’m waiting for a friend of mine at thane station. We were supposed to catch 8.10 am train to attend a lecture at 9.00 am in our college. I’m calling her up. “Pick up the phone yaar… (She picks up the phone)(In my cold voice)Hello...Kuthe aahes?”(My anger is pretty visible or audible in my voice) “Shubbu…mi pohchtey...2 minutes” I hang up the call and start looking in my watch. After 5-7 minutes, when I’m about to give up n going to catch a train, there she comes. With 10cm wide smile. I’m not returning a smile. I have been waiting for last 15 minutes. So I’m not supposed to return a smile. She keeps quite. “Sorry”, she whispers. No response from me. We board a train. In 25 mins journey she keeps mum. 1-2 failed attempts from her side for striking a conversation. When we get off the train, I ask her whether she has completed the assignment. And she grabs this opportunity by both the hands & starts talking. On our way to college, I say,”you were 15 mins late” And she says “dear it’s just 15 minutes.”
That’s Dipti. A friend of mine. In above paragraph, I’m not highlighting her time management skills (?) but the way she faces my wrath. I have never come across any other person in my life, who is so different from me. We never think on same line. A thing which looks right to her always looks wrong to me. We always start pursuing a problem from opposite ends. And the result is pretty much expected. BANG. We collide. We differ. We fight. And we make up. She is a friend with whom I have fought most of the times. But still, we are friends. Because we have accepted each other for what we are in real. We are exactly opposite personalities. I keep on complaining when I don’t agree with her. But none of us leave our own stands. Still we end up finding solution some way or other.
She truly represents the enthusiasm. You ask all my friends to describe her in one word. Most of them will say: “Bubbly”. It’s not her pet name. But still it captures her enthusiasm about everything perfectly. May it be dancing, May it be laughing out loudly in public she never cares about people around. She has this small world around her, made up of her family, her relatives and her friends. And she keeps enjoying herself in this small world.
Remembering the moments I have spent with her…our 1st meeting, our train rides, dips eating dabba with reku in the middle of the lecture, dips calling someone’s name loudly & me, searching for a place to hide my face from people looking back, our all night long study in PL with me waking her up after every 20-25 minutes, dips applying face powder to already ‘white’ face, me scolding her while crossing road for not paying attention to car coming towards her, dips crying out her heart in front of me on her real bad day, dips avoiding my glare in the middle of the lecture for not stopping giggling, me telling her, “Grow up dips.” & she continuing to act childlike. …there are many more moments…but it’s difficult to put them in words.
Sometimes I feel she has changed. Or I can say circumstances around her have changed. I get to hear less laughter from her these days. I don’t have to scold her anymore to tell her to keep quite. Life has its own games. She is currently busy in playing those games with life. She has to play with patience & maturity. Previously maturity n dips never used to go hand in hand. We all friends used to be there with her to tell her what’s good n what’s bad. But now things are different. We are not around her all the time. So she is acting like a grown up these days. Somehow it’s good for her. But I don’t want to lose the old Dipti. Our relation is more or less similar to mother-daughter relationship. I keep on complaining that she is making mistakes. But next moment I find myself worrying about her. I want her to grow up to achieve great heights of success in life. But she’ll remain a baby girl for me forever. So on her birthday, I wish her a lifetime of happiness. May she retain her charm, her innocence and her 10 cm wide smile for years to come.
Happy Birthday Dips!!!
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