One moment I felt so very lonely in this big world.But the void in my life began to fill up as thoughts of Palash trickled into my mind. Palash is everything you would relate everything negative to. He is such a cynic, a misanthrope, a sadist…even then he is as beautiful as fresh gulmohar strewn on green grass. One can’t find a reason to hate him.
When did I meet him? I saw him wave at me, when I had no one of my own to see me off when I was leaving for a place far away. And after that I found Palash on the empty seat beside me.
I like his shirts tucked in. He likes them hanging lose. Every time after class I would find him standing outside, waiting, I would raise my nose at the shirt so mercilessly abandoned, and he would tuck it half in and half out!
Would mutter…’this is the way you strike that perfect neutral’
When he would loiter throwing groundnut shells everywhere, I would stamp his feet hard reminding him the one thousand three hundred and thirty seventh time not to do so, he would quip ‘Lady, that’s just organic waste’
‘Yeah Organic waste, all that your skull has got in it’
Shrewd looks, naughty winks, irrepressible laughter and sticking your tongue out at those tiny nothings are gestures that Palash and I share.
SMS’ with just a smiley in them, calls at 6 30 in the morning asking ‘Let’s talk?’ are the pleasantries we exchange. We leave the constraints of civilization way behind, when we are together. Palash is the only one who can afford to see me at my wildest best!
I like to twist his ears till they literally detach themselves…I like to be a kindergarten-goer with him, yet he brings out the lady in me…so well.
When I just don’t get his certain words, I would be consoled ‘Accent problem, Madame!’
‘But yours is an attitude problem’
People say he indeed has one attitude problem. People say both of us are loners. But we are always together, aren’t we? And people say so many things…
But Palash continues to remain all that he is, as beautiful as fresh gulmohar strewn on green grass. One can’t find a reason to hate him.
8 comments:
pray tell me - why do u want a reason to hate him?> whn u have such a beautiful friedn as him - with him u cn be ur wildest best, with him u can be a kindergarden goer, what more do u need?
all the best for your beautiful friendship... :-D
and loner - well, better be a loner who understand ourselves than be a packetrat whoz with ppl who dont understand us...
Anoop
but then there is thing with me you know, whenever i get so very close to a person, there is strong urge to distance myself from him. because when i actually emotionally depend on someone i begin living on him like a parasite does on its host. and i dont that to happen between the two of us. So i am looking for reasons to hate hiM
Now how good did that sound?
@ ur reply to anoop..
I thought I was d only one who used to have this feeling...and m tired of it...
@ the post...
i loved its simplicity and flow of thoughts. Rest u know!!
well...palash is quite a character...if he is real, wld really like to meet him...
nice one... :)
@ sinner
:)
@ sunil
i jus hope he were...!
Would really like to meet him...Palash.:-)
hmm, @ your reply to xh
just cause you sorta fear the consequences of complete intimacy, why stop livin in the moment?
de reply u gav 2 xh...
well...i tot it i ws de only 1 wit dat prob. glad 2 noe it aint.:)
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