(I)
“I will not draw any kind of graph for you.” Was my yesterday’s answer and my day started with the fraught sms
-“We are not friends just colleagues and I mean it.”
That was the answer from my friend which woke me up from sound sleep. I got ready and went for the college. In the mean time while walking I was only thinking of the sms,
“Did I become too harsh to him or else I would have drawn graphs for him. But why I am thinking of him and feeling guilty?” And what I thought was correct also, why should I feel guilty? I didn’t do any obnoxious thing but motivated him to draw graphs himself using his intelligence and succeeded in accomplishing a true friend’s task. Suddenly the next thought came to my mischievous mind (was my mind truly mischievous?) was “Did I behave like a harsh, cruel, mean guy (friend), I should have drawn graphs for him.”
-“No, I had already written 4 assignments and was too exhausted. These friends behave like a friend when everything is in favor of them
And turn to an awful monster as soon as you reject for a thing. Just forget all this he should apologize to me.”
I was sitting in a computer lab typing a java program, thinking that java has a friend function in form of classes and objects and are shackled with a single dot. Why any relationship can’t be that transparent? Why everyone has to maintain a relationship? He came and sat next to me
-“How to create node for linked list?” he asked.
“Oh my colleague it’s so simple just see my program.” I replied. I answered him firmly as I was expecting him to apologize. “I am not going to talk to you anymore.”
-“No, but colleagues do talk.” He answered. And then I lost my control and I went on him by saying “Why do you take everyone as granted? I washed my clothes yesterday, wrote 4 assignments. I do also get tired and you expect me to work like shit and you just enjoy any bloody movie! Why am I giving you any such explanation? I am not bound to it.” After this he did not utter a single word but I knew, he must have felt guilty.
(II)
“Can I borrow your journal I want to write readings only.” I asked her.
- “NO I am not giving it to you because I heard that I lost my two assignments only because of you. And I had to rewrite them.” She said with wrath.
I did not know about which two assignments she was talking which I took from her and lost.
-“I didn’t take any assignment from you; it is just a canard you are thinking of.” I replied calmly.
-“But I do not want to give it to anyone now.”
“Ok then you don’t give me any but it is true that I didn’t take or lose any of your assignment.” That was my clear and indubitably true answer to her.
I thought what kind of girl is she? Without thinking blames others, just go to hell.”
(III)
A day before yesterday my bosom friend went to Amravati (my native place). I had told him to bring my mobile phone from there. Today I called him and questioned,” Did you go to my home?”
-“No!” he replied.
“When are you going? This is your last day in Amravati na?”
-“I am not going to you, I have some other work to do and to catch up the train at 5.45 pm.” he said hastily.
-“Okay then, bye meet you in college tomorrow.” I dashed the receiver down. I dashed the receiver down. For one second I thought of killing him. Because I have helped him many times and how can he answer me so rudely? I thought of him as a mean and fucky guy.
“But Karan, why do you expect him to do your work? Only because you have helped him a lot of times. He has also helped you.” Was the next thought came to my mind. Then I remembered my mom’s saying
“Never remember donation, help or obligation you have done to others.” But I was still thinking of him as a shit guy.
(IV)
I went home and thought of napping just to forget all the three weird things which had happened to me on the same day. At the same time I made my mind not to help anyone anymore and most important thing not to give anyone my journals. I recalled some sayings on friendship also.
At nearly 5 pm my phone ranged, the minx had called me. “Hi Karan, sorry yaar, he was another Karan who lost my assignments not you. I hurt you.”
-“It’s truly okay, I didn’t mind it also.” (Though I had minded.)
I just remembered her and went to bath. “I was alone standing like a statue in the middle of merciless dessert and was traveling through different oasis of my friends.” My phone again ranged and I came out of reverie. My mom had called me and told that she gave mobile phone to the shit guy. And suddenly within a second he came back from shit guy to a friend of mine. He must have thought to surprise me but had failed. At the same time I got a sms of true friendship.
I started laughing a lot at myself. What kind of thoughts did come to my mind today? Upto what extent I thought today? College is not a place to think intentionally, emotionally as well as so much philosophically on such small things. It is about friends and fun only. It again proved the apothegm that “All is well that ends well”.
At night my friend called “I need to borrow your journal, bring it to the college tomorrow.”
- “Okay yaar!” I answered him when I was listening to the song of famous international series FRIENDS..
‘I’ll be there for you!’
“I will not draw any kind of graph for you.” Was my yesterday’s answer and my day started with the fraught sms
-“We are not friends just colleagues and I mean it.”
That was the answer from my friend which woke me up from sound sleep. I got ready and went for the college. In the mean time while walking I was only thinking of the sms,
“Did I become too harsh to him or else I would have drawn graphs for him. But why I am thinking of him and feeling guilty?” And what I thought was correct also, why should I feel guilty? I didn’t do any obnoxious thing but motivated him to draw graphs himself using his intelligence and succeeded in accomplishing a true friend’s task. Suddenly the next thought came to my mischievous mind (was my mind truly mischievous?) was “Did I behave like a harsh, cruel, mean guy (friend), I should have drawn graphs for him.”
-“No, I had already written 4 assignments and was too exhausted. These friends behave like a friend when everything is in favor of them
And turn to an awful monster as soon as you reject for a thing. Just forget all this he should apologize to me.”
I was sitting in a computer lab typing a java program, thinking that java has a friend function in form of classes and objects and are shackled with a single dot. Why any relationship can’t be that transparent? Why everyone has to maintain a relationship? He came and sat next to me
-“How to create node for linked list?” he asked.
“Oh my colleague it’s so simple just see my program.” I replied. I answered him firmly as I was expecting him to apologize. “I am not going to talk to you anymore.”
-“No, but colleagues do talk.” He answered. And then I lost my control and I went on him by saying “Why do you take everyone as granted? I washed my clothes yesterday, wrote 4 assignments. I do also get tired and you expect me to work like shit and you just enjoy any bloody movie! Why am I giving you any such explanation? I am not bound to it.” After this he did not utter a single word but I knew, he must have felt guilty.
(II)
“Can I borrow your journal I want to write readings only.” I asked her.
- “NO I am not giving it to you because I heard that I lost my two assignments only because of you. And I had to rewrite them.” She said with wrath.
I did not know about which two assignments she was talking which I took from her and lost.
-“I didn’t take any assignment from you; it is just a canard you are thinking of.” I replied calmly.
-“But I do not want to give it to anyone now.”
“Ok then you don’t give me any but it is true that I didn’t take or lose any of your assignment.” That was my clear and indubitably true answer to her.
I thought what kind of girl is she? Without thinking blames others, just go to hell.”
(III)
A day before yesterday my bosom friend went to Amravati (my native place). I had told him to bring my mobile phone from there. Today I called him and questioned,” Did you go to my home?”
-“No!” he replied.
“When are you going? This is your last day in Amravati na?”
-“I am not going to you, I have some other work to do and to catch up the train at 5.45 pm.” he said hastily.
-“Okay then, bye meet you in college tomorrow.” I dashed the receiver down. I dashed the receiver down. For one second I thought of killing him. Because I have helped him many times and how can he answer me so rudely? I thought of him as a mean and fucky guy.
“But Karan, why do you expect him to do your work? Only because you have helped him a lot of times. He has also helped you.” Was the next thought came to my mind. Then I remembered my mom’s saying
“Never remember donation, help or obligation you have done to others.” But I was still thinking of him as a shit guy.
(IV)
I went home and thought of napping just to forget all the three weird things which had happened to me on the same day. At the same time I made my mind not to help anyone anymore and most important thing not to give anyone my journals. I recalled some sayings on friendship also.
At nearly 5 pm my phone ranged, the minx had called me. “Hi Karan, sorry yaar, he was another Karan who lost my assignments not you. I hurt you.”
-“It’s truly okay, I didn’t mind it also.” (Though I had minded.)
I just remembered her and went to bath. “I was alone standing like a statue in the middle of merciless dessert and was traveling through different oasis of my friends.” My phone again ranged and I came out of reverie. My mom had called me and told that she gave mobile phone to the shit guy. And suddenly within a second he came back from shit guy to a friend of mine. He must have thought to surprise me but had failed. At the same time I got a sms of true friendship.
I started laughing a lot at myself. What kind of thoughts did come to my mind today? Upto what extent I thought today? College is not a place to think intentionally, emotionally as well as so much philosophically on such small things. It is about friends and fun only. It again proved the apothegm that “All is well that ends well”.
At night my friend called “I need to borrow your journal, bring it to the college tomorrow.”
- “Okay yaar!” I answered him when I was listening to the song of famous international series FRIENDS..
‘I’ll be there for you!’
