Mr.X... my friend

  Hi der..

As I promised dat I wud be again writing about Mr.X.. So here I am again..

As I already wrote a few of his characteristics...I think that is not enough to describe him… This friend of mine is always makes me remind of the lines..

“all I wanna do is find a way back into love….”

He has been heartbroken a few times in his past.. but that was neva his fault… as far as my opinion is considered. He was in a happy relation a long tym ago (obviously, with the most pretty gal of his batch) but unfortunately the system of our society had a more prevalent role to play and the sweet boy and gal of this love story also had to separate … And I must say dat my buddy here who had already evolved as a poet in his teen years used to write thoughtful poems which descriptively showcased his longings.. HIS GAL… he is always a guy who happens to be a lot of fun when he is around but in those moments too he wud miss his gal…  

Long after he got over this sad incident (they were close friends even after getting separated..) he had shifted to my city for his studies (he has a thinking that when people don’t understand you and they think that you are being over smart and they try to bring more complicacies into your life then it is high time that you should leave the place). He came down to my city and entered into the world of grown up strangers who had a completely different thought process than his.. He came here with his own logics and ethics but the people around him and the situations and his experiences with them, made him manipulate his own logics and ethics.. may b transiently.. but he did.

In my opinion out of the 100% guys in my institute, about 70% of them are perverts and unluckily the among the few very popular ones(including the ‘infamously’ famous ones) included the richly pervert guys.. gosh ..!!! And unluckily my not-a-pervert-very-famous friend,Mr.X, had to remain famous so he was friends with all(all means all of them). In their company he also used to try his luck with some of the college hotties and cuties.. May be he had clear and sincere intentions but luck would not favour..

Then came a gal who was his friends cousin who is 2 or 3 years older. He saw her, he spoke to her , and he fell for her.. Sadly a happy bachelor fell for a ravishingly beautiful girl and he had to be with her… He would call her (he is such an idiot he neva used to give even one bloody missed call to frenz who actually cared… but Kya karen ladki mili to… doston ki kya aukaat..!!!) he would send emails to her, wold chat with her on “skype” . The gal who (here I take the liberty call her a very intelligent snob.. reason .. u’ll know that gradually) and my buddy had a thing decided (I suppose that ..ok..) that they would remain friends and wont venture ahead…(this seems to be the decision made by the gal… “dekho main abi tumse commit nai ho sakti and u are still studin …so lets just wait”… and all that shit ). He was nor much of a reader but he used to buy books just give her a book review to her. He used to think on and on of his gal and keep makin comparisions between her and “hasini” (a character from a telugu movie) who in his opinion portrayed his gal. He used to wait days and sometimes weeks for a call.( Coz she had told her not to call her up as trainees in her firm were not allowed to take calls…bullshit… No smses or anything). Sometimes she would tell him that she would call at sum sum particular time. He would wait for her call but in vain. He told me once that he could not propose her coz may be she would not like it. I remember a number of times that I called him .. the topic of discussion was always her.. It was not only with me but with all his good pals. I think he spoke to me the least. (He generally remained busy for which I used to say that… “bill gates toh kya.. aap to bill gates k baap se bhi zyda busy rehte ho..!!!)

Then one day he said that he is not getting any reply from her and may she is trying to go far away from him. I asked him to be patient and also that she might be completely busy and that sooner or later she might reply.. All I could tell him was to hold on.. After a few days he came to know that she had come here and he really had lots to say to her… but unfortunately he had no idea how to meet her. I gave him an idea of meeting at a mall (on Aug 13^th.. I remember that distinctly). The whole thing was now set by the help of someone. I wished him good luck and asked him to be brave and to tell her all that he wanted to.

In that very evening I had to go out to buy a new pendrive. So I went out… I don’t know why I felt like calling him up so I rang him I asked wat was he doing. From the way he spoke I understood sumthing had went wrong and it really had; the gal had ended up everything for them. I met him… I tried to talk nonsense which I always did… I tried to show the positive aspects of what she had told, tried to make him feel more hopeful but I felt I dint have that much of success in doing so… And to add to his woes the songs that automatically got played like:

“ lambi judaii.. char dino da pyaar ho rabba ..badi lambi judaii.. lambi judaii..”

“dil ke armaan aansuon men beh gaye… hum wafa kar k bhi tanha reh gaye…”

“tanhayee… dil ke raaste me kaisi thokar maine khai……”

All these songs were making his life all the more miserable..we laughed at the songs and as he laughed he kept on saying again and again …

“arre yaar ye mere saath hi kyun hota hai hamesha… aise situational gaane mere liye kyun bajne lagte hain… aaj bhi shit… ha ha ha…”

I could see the pain behind that sarcastic voice, I could see the tears behind that laughter …but I was helpless. I could do nothing for my sad friend all I could do was to laugh along with him …

He used to remain upset all the time.. and that, only few of his friends could see; to others he seemed as cool as he had always been. I would call him up just to talk about nothing because I think when you talk things out ur heart feels lighter… so we would talk a lot… I wud sometimes meet him and bore him with my escapades, I introduced him to many of my friends so that at least he could enjoy with them (coz I always think that I have always bored him. He used to say that he is a shy guy and that I being a gal should not b so frank.. he might get embarrassed..). I had a free calling facility in my phone so I used to talk a lot with him… all silly stupid jokes..ha ha.. all this just to make him laugh…

Well I forgot to mention this friend of mine has an undying love for music (which I really admire) and he considers his guitar as his girlfriend… (well I have made a lot of sarcastic jokes on his guitar and his relation with his guitar). There was a time when this buddy of mine would sing so many beautiful songs, his original composition(oc’s)… He has written so many beautiful poems and songs. One must be an idiot not to appreciate his creations. (and that fool… I have been begging him for his poem diary… but that idiot won’t give it to me..) I distinctly remember two of his beautiful songs one titled “talaash” and the other is…

“gumshuda mehrbaan ho gaye… hum kahaan tum kahaan kho gaye….”

(Two very beautiful songs… I really am a big fan of him…J)

After all this time there came a few other girls who he liked but unfortunately either the time was not right or the girl was not right… so the “talaash”  for his Miss Right was still going on…

Hey… I am not done already… there is lot more to say. All in my next post…

Toodles…!!!