6th September 2009
As I head towards Laxmi Nagar, sitting in the low-floor DTC bus for the first time , I'm using this opportunity to scribble down a few lines for my blog diary.
A hurried and unplanned visit to the Delhi book fair being held at Pragati Maidan in New Delhi with my friend Manish saw me laying my hands on some interesting books.
Though it emptied my wallet, I have to say that the experience was worth the money.The book fair was far bigger and better than any of the book fairs I've been to till date,not only in terms of scale but quality and range of books available in the book fair.
To start with, I got the novel "Pink or Black" I had been yearning for the last 1-1.5 years. I ended up buying a couple of more interesting fiction novels written by lesser known foreign writers.
It's 2:20 AM at the moment:
I'm at the Laxmi Nagar residence of my childhood friend Abhijeet( he introduced me to his friends as "my neighbour in Patna").
"Yes, I'm his neighbour and he(Abhijjet) is my childhood friend", I replied.
Anyways, after being treated to a well-cooked dinner after quite some time(I use to cook my dinner myself.So for someone who never even served food for himself leave alone the question of cooking the food, it can be anybody's guess how the quality of the food cooked by me would be. Hey, but I'm learning fast and know how to cook rice and 'aaloo bhujia".).
I took this opportunity to catch up with Abhijeet and his roommates who were pursuing their CA course in Delhi.
All others have gone to sleep. Shashank,with whom I bonded really well though it was the first time I was ever talking to him, has also gone to sleep 10 minutes ago. But sleep is far from my eyes, That's why I'm writing this blog piece at this untimely hour. Here I want to talk about Shashank.
Though I've known Shashank since our 10+2 days during which he used to come to Abhijeet's place on his scooty, it was the 1st time I was having a one-to-one interaction with him and getting to know each other from close quarters. We chatted all through the night before Abhijeet threatened to knock us off the house if we didn't stop chatting and go to sleep. But we continued, though in hushed tones. Shashank seemed very interested im my creative works and life anecdotes which I was more than glad to share with anybody at any time of the day.
How strange life can be! Here I was having a person in Shashank who wanted to know more and more about my career plans, my ideas, my interests and on the other hand I had a childhood friend who introduces me as his "neighbour" and never seemed even half interested and involved in my life compared to Shashank.
But again, I realise that it's perfectly fine. Had Abhijeet and I not been so different, we wouldn't have been this close buddies.
This feeling/point is perfectly expressed in one of the SMSes, which I received today. It says " The world's most happiest friends never have the same characters. They just have the best understanding of their differences."
How True! so, let's celebrate our differences.
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