i am going to write about him , decided. but this will be the only time. the first time i saw him, i thought of him as a cocky arrogant bastard. there were obvious reasons for it too. at a time when me & joe ( the kehte kehlate ppl in school) were shit scared of what AIT was gonna b like, with seniors acting like each one was Michael Corleone himself, will take a piss n then shoot us, and with us in formals looking at our third buttons trying to catch a glimpse of what AIT looked like, this man had the audacity to ask the barber at AIT to put a new blade, this act of bravado catapulted him , in our eyes, to dude status.his blatantly refusing to go to the cafeteria. he was quite something back then. i think the first time i saw a person in real talli state was him only,after his diluter act . how scared i was to look at him in that state. how times change...
there r too many memories....yup thats all there is now. i don't know what laid the foundation of our friendship.maybe it was me bringing him back to his room after one of his initial encounters with Mary Jane....he told me how he felt like he was falling down from a 100 storey high building. it was actually quite amusing. or maybe it was mutual love for drinking beer and listening to Floyd. but i do miss him now. not always but there r times wen i do.he was the only one i cud talk to without being judged. i guess he had his reasons. making c programmes isn't quite the same as writing about your dream girl, in verse. for someone who had the same undying zest to live life as i did, i wish he finds what he is looking for. i truly cherish all moments spent together, from sleeping on the door mats of shops t downing brave bulls at sports bars. as someone who i think knew me completely, i dnt quite think i have solved his mystery, but i have a n awesome number of clues for solving it.lol.as a man who thinks friendship is overrated, my friend, i consider u to be one of the better few that i have. next summer , old manali , it is then.
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