Sunday, June 17, 2007

FUN


‘Seen eunuch die of heart attack?’ the question stunned all fifteen plus of us gathered to have fun at my friends’ place that night. Few splashed their drinks from their glasses, few stumbled to something kept in the hall at their feet, and almost all remained openmouthed with the most unexpected question from him. He was known for such jugglery right from his half pants days. ‘Remember their way of clapping, they in a way are doing acupressure & avoid dieing of heart attack’. He although finished with serious note, the whole hall was over flown with great laughter. ‘Why on earth someone goes to see how the eunuch has died?’ my friend quipped struggling hard to keep his laughter beneath his teeth. Yet, ‘his mere presence is fun’ somebody spoke in low tone clearly honouring his great sense of humor.

‘What is there in life? Have fun’ my other lighthearted friend is known to enjoy each minute of his living. Even our greatest funny moments are filled with his memories only. He’d just clean shave his head neck up even his thick moustaches; he’d not even spared his eyebrows too loosing his bet on winning India to Pakistan. Just after the match was over in the evening the fellow lived up to his bet & headed for his home. ‘Whom do you want?’ the obvious question was from his own father with specs on who opened the door. It was another close shave at home. He was the true connoisseur & true fan of James Bond 007. Who otherwise can buy all those eighteen (then) CDs of James Bond sees them in one single stretch. in pursuit of aping him barge his scooter on half feet width & eight feet long wooden board with speed of eighty into his home which was four & half feet high from the ground. And, expectedly, broke his right leg with multiple fractures in his right arm with scooter onto him? We still call him bond.

One of such would follow allegedly egoistic girl who’d never even look at any of us always sitting onto the cement benches & gazing closely to each bypassing girl as if that was the sole work left onto earth outside our college then. He’d follow the girl so much that the girl then complained to principal who warned him of dire consequences yet the fellow didn’t budge & remained after her. He’d keep watching her below her building in pouring rain just to get her glimpse. Lastly the goddess of beauty & blonde came down to earth from her heaven to ask him in her mesmerizing honey drenched voice, ‘what you want? Why you follow me’ thinking he’d fell on knees & plead for her love. I literally fell on the ground form the same cement bench & got my head injured listening his answer. He’d said to the girl, ‘what you think of yourself, you look so lousy & dumb…’. While he could’ve otherwise said, ‘I love you’ which I must have. I’d no courage to ask him on what was the girls’ reaction?

We were on numerous occasion caught in the exam hall for, truly, not copying yet helping those deprived copy, ran away from the table after stomach full snacks without paying & got caught at the very counter & headed for the kitchen for washing utensils. We’ve even won cricket matches with huge margins on scoreboard & not on ground & got hit with the same stumps & bats. Once even tried traveling WT on train & whole five hundred plus kilometer there was no inkling of TT. Police squad caught us at the station on charges of crossing tracks & not using stairs.

Life has been fun just like dollops ice cream, enjoy if before it melts away from hand.

I madly loved a stunningly beautiful girl next door & with all the sincerity had decided to marry her. Keeping the same aim in life, I tried to excel myself each day & year since I gained adolescence just to be able to be her life partner. With bit of a complex in mind if she refuses I settled with her not so great looking younger sister. ‘Actually sisi wanted to marry you from the core of her heart since her girlhood, she loved you so much. But you chose me how lucky I’m…. My newly wedded wife was electrocuting me on our honeymoon night.

It was fun!!!

By
Vijay Yelmelwar

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