This story begins fifteen years ago, in 1991, when i got my admission for my eleventh grade into K.L.E. College(mostly renowned for students being brats!!!). A few of my friends from my previous school joined the same college and inevitably i found myself hanging out with them during my first few weeks, until....
One fine day, out of the blue, we decided to attend a Mathematics class and made it just in time to find all the seats being taken by other students. A group of 5 that we were, we wanted to sit on the same line, and went about searching for an empty row, but in vain. I happened to see a row, with only one guy sitting on the edge and he invited us to join him. Reluctantly we joined him, me sitting next to him and others squeezed in besides me. So there we were, squeezed tight, not able to move a muscle, trying hard to hear the lecture, but trying harder to push the other person off the row!!!
Fortunately, the 40min lecture came to an end and i couldnt have waited any longer to stand up and stretch my legs. Our new guy on the block (row??) put his hand forward and said, 'Hi, I am Prasanna' and i saw him behind his big thick glasses, and saw a meek, soft-spoken, book-worm sorta guy, dressed smart and neat(should i say a lil too much for me??). This is how destiny brought us together...never to part again.
There i was, sitting for the next few lectures, next to him, my other friends deserting me, saying 'You should be crazy to attend 3 lectures in a row'. I found myself speaking about myself and sharing ideas with this new found friend, and to top it all, we realised we stay just 2 roads away. Both of us rode home together(on our cycles), and neither would have thought this would stick to the end. I visited his house and he came to mine, and we decided to stick around in college(for whatever lil time we spent in classes).
Everyday i cycled up to his house, and rang the cycle-bell as an indication for him to come out and join me to college. We would sometimes even go doubles on his cycle(since it was a bigger one) and as days went by, we became good solid friends. He used to attend all the Maths classes and i used to like biology...so we ended up attending both(though it was too much of an asking). I remember, one of those days, it was raining so heavily in the evening, and we had taken his cycle to college, and while riding back, i forced him to sit at the back(much against his will) and by the time we reached home after the bumpy and nail-biting ride, he was not only drenched, but also swore to God that he will never sit at the back again in his life!!!!
As luck would have it, Pachu(short for prasanna with love) had another close friend of his, raghu, knew him from his childhood days, and he took me to his place, which was a lil further away from mine, it was so located that, my place came inbetween pachu's and raghu's. The first time we went to his place, we stayed outside the gate and called for him...guys usually find it most embarassing to go inside and speak to the family and stuff...we usually prefer to stand at the gate and talk for hours instead of going inside and sit down for 5mins. Anyways, there comes raghu, wearing a white lungi and a banian, as thin as a banana, still short of a moustache, looked like a school kid. I immediately took a liking to him, since he spoke so freely the first time we met, that i felt we knew each other from a long time.
In those days, cycling was such an in-thing that, even raghu had a cycle, and he used to go directly to pachu's place, and they both would come to my place, and we would go out for a stroll on the local streets, commenting on people and eating road-side stuff. We particularly enjoyed the churmuri & tomato slices(near VVS), and then continued down the street to have a glass of fresh fruit juice. All this while, i kept hearing a lot about another guy, and they usually referred to him as 'kulla', now i really wanted to meet him, and one evening, we did go to his place and called out for him. Now i realised he was literally named 'kulla', his name being kishore, he said 'hi' and a 'bye' to me that day. Wow...this is going to be a tough nut to crack, i thought, and raghu said i was lucky to get thaaaaat much on the first day!!! Pachu had met kishore in his tenth tuitions, and so he was just an year older to me, in our friendship. And of course, kulla too had a cycle!!!!
Thus we met...all the four of us, staying just a few blocks away from each other, same age group, pachu being the eldest, and me the youngest, similar thoughts and likings, getting along well with each other...and thus we jelled with each other and we even managed to get kulla talking(infact, we think he speaks to us more than he does with his parents!!).
This was the start to our bond of friendship, there is more to come in my future blogs on our journey into life together...keep reading!!!!!!!!!
One fine day, out of the blue, we decided to attend a Mathematics class and made it just in time to find all the seats being taken by other students. A group of 5 that we were, we wanted to sit on the same line, and went about searching for an empty row, but in vain. I happened to see a row, with only one guy sitting on the edge and he invited us to join him. Reluctantly we joined him, me sitting next to him and others squeezed in besides me. So there we were, squeezed tight, not able to move a muscle, trying hard to hear the lecture, but trying harder to push the other person off the row!!!
Fortunately, the 40min lecture came to an end and i couldnt have waited any longer to stand up and stretch my legs. Our new guy on the block (row??) put his hand forward and said, 'Hi, I am Prasanna' and i saw him behind his big thick glasses, and saw a meek, soft-spoken, book-worm sorta guy, dressed smart and neat(should i say a lil too much for me??). This is how destiny brought us together...never to part again.
There i was, sitting for the next few lectures, next to him, my other friends deserting me, saying 'You should be crazy to attend 3 lectures in a row'. I found myself speaking about myself and sharing ideas with this new found friend, and to top it all, we realised we stay just 2 roads away. Both of us rode home together(on our cycles), and neither would have thought this would stick to the end. I visited his house and he came to mine, and we decided to stick around in college(for whatever lil time we spent in classes).
Everyday i cycled up to his house, and rang the cycle-bell as an indication for him to come out and join me to college. We would sometimes even go doubles on his cycle(since it was a bigger one) and as days went by, we became good solid friends. He used to attend all the Maths classes and i used to like biology...so we ended up attending both(though it was too much of an asking). I remember, one of those days, it was raining so heavily in the evening, and we had taken his cycle to college, and while riding back, i forced him to sit at the back(much against his will) and by the time we reached home after the bumpy and nail-biting ride, he was not only drenched, but also swore to God that he will never sit at the back again in his life!!!!
As luck would have it, Pachu(short for prasanna with love) had another close friend of his, raghu, knew him from his childhood days, and he took me to his place, which was a lil further away from mine, it was so located that, my place came inbetween pachu's and raghu's. The first time we went to his place, we stayed outside the gate and called for him...guys usually find it most embarassing to go inside and speak to the family and stuff...we usually prefer to stand at the gate and talk for hours instead of going inside and sit down for 5mins. Anyways, there comes raghu, wearing a white lungi and a banian, as thin as a banana, still short of a moustache, looked like a school kid. I immediately took a liking to him, since he spoke so freely the first time we met, that i felt we knew each other from a long time.
In those days, cycling was such an in-thing that, even raghu had a cycle, and he used to go directly to pachu's place, and they both would come to my place, and we would go out for a stroll on the local streets, commenting on people and eating road-side stuff. We particularly enjoyed the churmuri & tomato slices(near VVS), and then continued down the street to have a glass of fresh fruit juice. All this while, i kept hearing a lot about another guy, and they usually referred to him as 'kulla', now i really wanted to meet him, and one evening, we did go to his place and called out for him. Now i realised he was literally named 'kulla', his name being kishore, he said 'hi' and a 'bye' to me that day. Wow...this is going to be a tough nut to crack, i thought, and raghu said i was lucky to get thaaaaat much on the first day!!! Pachu had met kishore in his tenth tuitions, and so he was just an year older to me, in our friendship. And of course, kulla too had a cycle!!!!
Thus we met...all the four of us, staying just a few blocks away from each other, same age group, pachu being the eldest, and me the youngest, similar thoughts and likings, getting along well with each other...and thus we jelled with each other and we even managed to get kulla talking(infact, we think he speaks to us more than he does with his parents!!).
This was the start to our bond of friendship, there is more to come in my future blogs on our journey into life together...keep reading!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
lol!! Didnt know you're such a comical reporter :-)
Anyways!!! awesome foursome!! Gr8 going guys!!!
Right time to get nostalgic!!!good start and all the best for the future.
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