Saturday, July 19, 2008

Best Buddies - Re-entry of past - Part 4




Rubbing my eyes,

"Ishi..Dubai..How come..when..here..how?" I was going crazy.

She started laughing and just came and hugged me.

"Relax Nikhu. You aren't dreaming. You needed me and here I am."

"All of a sudden, over here."

"Remember my promise."



Flashback : A month before I left for Dubai.






I was walking back home, after a cricket match, we had won. I was so happy.

That morning I had a fight with Ishita, and yes she is right as usual, I can't stay a day without speaking to her.


'God! damn, pick up the phone.'

This was the tenth time I tried ringing her up in the past two minutes.

And the same old response.
'There is no response on the number you are trying to call.'



I had crossed the saturation point of frustration.

What the hell is wrong with her?


Somehow I felt a sudden gush of warm blood rushing through my body as if something unexpected had happened.




I again tried her cell, and the same reply continued.


In the morning she had come over to my place to take me out for shopping and I wanted to go for a cricket match. A long debate ended, with she walking out of the house.


And I was just wondering, whether I did the right thing by going for the match and not go for shopping, my cell phone started ringing.


The name Ishita flashed on the screen.

"Where the hell are you? I have been trying your cell since when. How can you treat me this way. Come let's go shopping and then for dinner. Speak something Ishiiii..."



"Nikhil I am Ishita's mother."

"Ohh!! sorry aunty. I thought it was Ishita. Where is she aunty?"

"She is in hospital Nikhil. Can you come now. Shivaji Hospital Room No. 233"


"Hospital....What happened?....But morning she was here....Whats wrong aunty?....Please tell me aunty."

"You come here, I will tell you. Come as soon as possible."


"Yes Aunty I am leaving"




I quickly put on the tee, wore in the slippers and rushed to the door.


"Di. Ishi is in hospital, I am going there. Tell Mom, I will be late."


She said something, but I had already left, to far to understand what she said.




I reached the hospital, and dodged all the obstacles and ran to find her room from left to right.

All the while, I still didn't understand, why was Ishi in hospital.


My brain was already going crazy with the thousands of unwanted thoughts running up and down my mind.


Finally I found her room.
But the room was empty.


Now, where was she, ran away from the hospital also. She is too good at running away.


Then I was just moving out of the room, when someone was coming in on a wheel chair.

"IIIIssssssshhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......."

"See mummy, I told you na, that he will shout to wake up the entire hospital."

And Ishi and aunty started laughing as if she had just cracked a joke.


She moved up to the bed.

And I was getting restless.

Aunty went out to get medicenes.

I sat next to her, and took her hands on my hands.

"How did this happen, Ishi"
I knew, that more than anything, she needed someone to speak to.


"After I left your house, I was walking back home, angrily. I was so lost in the anger that I didn't see the car coming in."


She caught her ears and like a baby doll said "Sorry!!"

"You always ask me to control my anger, but I never listen to you."

She was in tears and whenever I see a girl in tear, I just don't understand how to react and how to console them.



"Ishita, relax. You will get well soon. What did the doctor's say?"


"My both the legs are fractured, so I surely can't run away from here. They have taken some x-rays and tests now, reports will come in two-three days."


I spent the entire night in the hospital.


She could not stand on her feet, walking was far away.

I was scared as the worst could be expected. I had to be mentally stable to able to keep her strong.


Her reports were out after a couple of days.
I and aunty met the doctor.
He showed us the x-rays and the reports.
Aunty's tears burst out. And again I im in a dilemna, how to control her, especially when I myself was becoming mentally unstable.

The doctor just said a few words.

"Her bones have been fractured and muscles torn apart. Her walking on her own feet is highly unlikely. Rest leave it on God."

I then went to her room.
It wasn't going to be easy to tell her but, I would have to.


I went and quiety sat next to her.
"My tickets for Dubai are confirmed. I am leaving on 21st. Dad's job is confirmed."

She cared a least to reply. I guess she was already ready to hear the worst.


I hugged her, and softly put the news through her ears.



She didn't react. That entire day she stayed quiet. And I also didn't try speaking to her.

What would I have told her.
'Sorry, Ishi. I am leaving you in this condition and going miles away.'
How can I even think of telling her all this.




As the doctor suggested I took her for daily exercises.

After two weeks of exercise, she showed some interest and signs of improvement, but not upto the mark.

The doctor's had given there verdict, only in the rarest of cases she would be able to stand on her own feet.

I had to leave India in a week's time and Ishita is in hospital.

How can I go, when my friend need's me, the thought kept haunting me.
I don't deserve to be called a friend. I am like a blackmark on the beautiful world of 'friendship'.

I argued with mom and dad to postpone the flight, but they wouldn't agree.


I stayed lonely.
Di could not see me in this condition, but even she was helpless.

I usually stayed irritated throughout the day, and lose my cool on small issues.


Some answers in life are so difficult to find. Even the answers to the questions in exams aren't so difficult.

"Accept it or not. But this is life and you can hardly do anything about it. Just face it."

This was my Di's favourite statement whenever she had any problems in life.


Today, was the last day and I had decided I was not going to meet her.

I just couldn't build up the courage to face her.

Saying her goodbye was anyways going to be tough, but in this situation, even more.

I queitly sat in the car, and we left for the airport. My mood was low.

We reached the airport and I was just about to check in, when someone suddenly caught my hand.

I turned back in surprise.

"Ishita. What are you doing here?"

I dropped the bags I was carrying. She was there in front of me, on a wheel chair.

"You were leaving, without even meeting me. How dare you?"

I knelt down on my knee's. Water droplets pouring down my eyes and even hers.

"I...I...How could I Ishita?"

"That much only trust you have on your trust."

"Ishita..sorry."

"I want to tell you something."

"Tell naa."

"You didn't want to meet me just because you thought that you were leaving me behind in this condition. Nikhu, friendship does not demand physical presence always. Your friendship has always meant a lot to me and will continue to do so. So don't worry and happily continue with your journey."

"But..Ishu..."

"Nikz..all this while you have been trying to make me walk, but somewhere in my heart I had decided I wouldn't be able to walk. But now I promise you that whenever you need me I will be there for you, and I will be on my feet, without this wheelchair."


I took her hands in mine and gave her the final goodbye kiss. I didn't have any words to reply to her.

"Now, you better go and board that flight of yours now or else I will never let you go."

I gave her a hug, picked up my bags and left.

Back to Present.








"Ishitaaaaa.....you can walk."



And Ishita was up with a catwalk.



"See. I am on my legs."





I could hardly talk to her then.

Ishaan, Bhavika, Sania, Ansh and some other few of my friends turned up earlier then expected.



They are always late when you expect them on time, and always interrupt when you want some privacy.





Actually this was the first ever party at my place, so I wanted it to be different, and something to keep the exams miles away.





A light round of softdrinks started the evening.



Then loads of dance followed.



A bit of snacks and then came in the late Host.



Di did the honours of being the host.



After her entry, the party got even more livelier.



"So..lets start of with Paper Dance.", that was the first game Di started off with.



Ishaan and Bhavika, Me and Ishita, Ranbir and Sania, Ansh and Kajal & Ajay and Smriti were the dance couples for the evening.





And the real life couple, Ishaan and Bhavika made it through as the winners.



They really looked reaaly nice together.





Then a few other of my sister's favourite mastermind games.

Di had loads of surprises in store for us. It was rocking, and things had just started.

Loads of dance & music & dance.



Mom was handling the food department, as usual.



A heavy round of dinner that included garlic bread, pizza, pasta, bhel,and some other dishes I don't even know are they called.

'The food was mouth-watering.'

That's the best part of having a prty at home.

You get to eat a lot of varieties, which normally you don't get at home.


At around 12 everyone left.



Ishita left a bit early, and so couldn't speak to her a lot.



Ishaan and Ranbir were gonna stay over, and then I knew I was gonna be bombared with hundreds of questions, so was just mentally preparing myself.





For a while, we all sat in the living room, in short mom, dad, di, me, Ishaan and Ranbir.



The biggest mistake ever.



Mom & Dad started with there favourite question,



"What are you all planing to do after 12th?"



And when they start with the discussion, it just doesn't end.



For the next hour, that was like the hottest topic in town to be talked about.



Luckily after a while mom & dad felt the need of a sleep and we moved to my room, for the party for the three of us had just started.




...to be continued...

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Best Buddies - This is Life!!! - Part 3





I woke up early the next morning, inspite of a late hangover. I guess it was obvious, I wouldn't have had a good sleep.





My mood still wasn't showing any signs of improvement.





Then suddenly Di came into my room.



"Nikhil bhaiya...", and I cut her right there.




"Di, what's wrong with you, why are you calling me bhaiya, all of a sudden, I don't sell vegetables or milk or wash clothes. Bhaiya Bhaiya Bhaiya." I was speaking non-sense.







Di, came over to me, first felt my pulse, then my heart beat, my temperature, and then,


"Are you still drunk?"




"What's with this bhaiya syndrome all of a sudden?"




She started laughing like I had cracked the biggest joke ever.


"Oh..that...Ranbir had come the other day naa. He asked me, where was my elder brother. He thought I was your younger sis. Leave all that, what's with your mood Nikzz..?"





I was just waiting to tell it to her. She patiently sat there next to me for the next 30minutes and listened to everything.




"Nikhil, stop taking things so seriously now. You are a teenagaer, enjoy your teen life. Love and all can wait. Friends are way more important than all this. Because of Bhavika, don't ruin your friendship with Ishaan. Enjoy school, cricket, and friends. Cheer up now and get ready, we are going for a long drive. I have just cleared my final driving exam."

Short, sweet and so TRUE.





She went out of the room, and I just sat there. How am I supposed to react. I was so happy about her clearing the test, but this Bhavika thing was still afresh in my minds.






We went out for a long drive, and we saw the true Dubai, its deserts.




Later in the afternoon, we went for lunch. Ishaan, Ranbir and Sania also joined in and we partied hard, so what if it was afternoon.




In the evening I felt so relaxed, like nothing had happened, last night.


Thanks to my Best Sister. Every guy should have a sister like her.







School was getting fun every passing day. New friends, new happenings, boring chapters, class background comments.





And then I got busy with my cricket practice sessions, Ranbir with football and Ishaan with dance & drama. Our schedules mis-matched.




Then even the first semester exams were coming up. Things were getting a toll of us.






Wake up, go to school, then practice sessions, tutions and sleep, the day just got over with all this. We missed out on loads of stuff. Life was getting boring, monotonous and stressful.






At times I wondered, why have things changed so much over time. Can't the world understand, that we are still too young to step into the actual world.




We met rarely, but today was one of those lucky days. We went out for coffee, as we had a bit of spare time today.



"So, all set for exams guys?" asked Ranbir, as if he was done with the portion.


"You actually think so. I haven't even opened the book for tommorow's tution test."I replied.


"How could you even think of asking this question, Ranbir?", came in Ishaan's question.


"Chuck it, sorry my fault. So, how'z bhabhiji doing?" popped in another question from Ranbir.



"She's all fine."replied Ishaan, trying to avoid the start of that topic.





And then discussions about all random stuff started, but somehow the chapter of school, books and other school activites, would never give up.



'I just hate that chapter.';


'That Sir is usless'.;


'How can we finish that textbook in one day.';


'School is getting boring.';


'That nerd sits with the book the entire day.';
'Teachers and mom-dad, are like full day, open your books and study.'


These were the most common statements in our conversations these days.




Studies and sports were just what we had in our minds, whether we were sleeping or we were awake. Life was so dead. No time for family, friends or any other outings.




"As if there is no life beyond books.", said Ishaan angrily all of a sudden.



"Relax Ishaan. We just can't help it.", I trying to calm him down.



"We are actually born at the wrong time.", now Ranbir is indeed good at spoiling things.




Luckily the coffee got over, and we left. If the topic continued then surely Ishaan would have reached a boiling point and ended up doing something no one could ever expect, how he would react.







That night I couldn't sleep. Obviously Ishaan's wasn't wrong.


Have we just become puppets of the day. Can't we just change things in our favour?



And, what's the use if everyone is equally educated, another fight for survival begins.



A debate started of in my mind.



'Its a competitive world.'



'I am too small to face this selfish world'



'That's what you are being taught.'



The debate was like a mental torture. Imagine fighting yourself.


But, obviously thing's wouldn't change.



Days & nights passed in this fashion.






I was getting busy with the the Cricket matches. We had the Dubai Under 18 Cup lined up right after the semester exams. I had also sorted out differences with Ansh, and things were at ease between the two of us. And soon, I was promoted as the vice-captain of the side. Things were moving fast.




Ranbir was doing really well in football. They had won all the friendly matches they played, since his selection as the captain. The team spirit was really good, and Ranbir's attitude and approach towards the game had made the affect. Things were sailing easy.






Ishaan's practice was also in full swing. The group had recently won the first prize in Dance as well as Drama in the High School Fiesta. It is the most reputed event in the city.The expectations from the group was on the rise. Ishaan had also won the Best Performer Award at the event, and one of the girls in the group had bagged the Best Actress Award. Things were going smooth.






One weekend I felt like, enough now. I closed the dozens of books around me and that was just a few days before the unawaited exams.



Next second, I am ringing up Ranbir.


"Dude, get ready in 10minutes. We are going out for dinner. I don't care if you are tired or whatever. Bye."




And then Ishaan. And the same line, as if I had just mugged it for the exams.
"Dude, get ready in 10minutes. We are going out for dinner. I don't care if you are tired or whatever. Bye."


I am sure they must have thought, has he gone crazy.



But then what are your best friends for. They were there, when I wanted them.







We had a heavy dinner, and then went on a stroll. The weather was just awesome. A nice breeze, and then we had promised that the person who talks about school or books will have a nice kick on his back, from the rest two.



That evening we actually forgot about everything. School and books were miles away.



We had reached heights of stupidity.


Ranbir went and asked a passerby,



"Uncle, what's the time?"

"Its 1'o'clock."

"But in my watch its still 12:55 only."



Then we were playing football with small kids.


All of a sudden it started raining. So we started splashing water on each other.


We had become kids again.



We just didn't care about anything. We just wanted to have a care-free blast of a time, and we did just that. It was really fun to act childish again.



People around us though that we were drunk, but we gave a damn.






Around 5 in the morning we reached home, tired but after the best night out ever, all wet.







The exams started. More then the exams we were tensed about the major sports and cultural events lined up.


And after every exam, the standard dialogues,


'What a rubbish paper was set. The teacher who set it was useless.'



'I wish I just pass.'






And then some typical nerdo discussions.



'This time for sure I will not come first.'



'I did not get that one mark question'







And seeing all this I, Ranbir and Ishaan were like happy that atleast we shall manage to clear all.








After the last exam, we were supposed to meet at my place. Ranbir, Ishaan, Bhavika, Sania and few other friends were supposed to come. It was the much needed break.





Ranbir had come in early.



"Nikhil, I need your help."



"Tell naa.."



"I have a crush on Sania."



"Dude, are you gone nuts."



"I am serious."



"Let's see. But don't expect a lot from me."



"Arey..then who will help me. I will help you when you need any help. Promise."




And all of a sudden the Bhavika episode, right from the smile to the Spellbird's incident came in my mind as a flashback.



Ranbir saw my face, and asked



"Do you like someone?"



I couldn't hide it anymore from him. I just didn't feel like keeping it within me. It was high time I told him. After all he is my best friend, and had the right to know everything. I told him everything.



Ranbir didn't react. He was as shocked as I was at other night, at the party.



I was waiting for him to say something. I was out of words.



"There's nothing wrong in dreaming, just don't put the condition of its fulfillment."



That was the favourite line of my best friend in India.


Did Ranbir say that?


But wait, that was a girls voice.




Ranbir was staring at someone behind me.



I turned around.


"Iiiiiiiissssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttttaaaaaaaaaa...."

I shouted as if a ghost was standing in front of me.


...to be continued...