After a hot shower bath, I was in hall, everything was fine until…cleansing my nails. I sat on the dinning table…. a A4 sheet which just started to take rest from the hands of karthi. I placed the sheet on the dinning table and started to cut my nails. I placed the nail scraps on the sheet. Karthi was about to take a shower. Bang!!! Karthi blow my head…
Hari :- what happened????
Karthi :- see da… he is using my Z147 training material like a dust bin…
Hari :- what is this gokul… why r u doing like this…???
(When both of them yelled at me… my mind read a page 2 weeks back what they did… they used the Oracle Book as their pillow...)
I got enraged by this and left the place as fast as I could. The complete day I was not speaking with Hari and Karthi. On the same day Vijay Bhore gave party on occasion of his birthday. Karthi left early to the party. Along with Amol, I went to the party. By the time we reached Vasant Vihar Club, Karthi had finished his dinner and was about to go home.
Karthi :- @!@#$%^&*()_..... $^%#!@&*..... (Karthi said something to me … but I completely ignored and sat at the end of the table)
Karthi left for home. And we started to have dinner. As we were about to finish the dinner
Amol :- Is there any probs b/w u guys r in home ?
Gok :- No there is no such problem b/w us, just I was concerned about tomorrow plan to Alibarg ( Both Hari and Karthi were naïve about Alibarg plan )
Amol :- When u guys planned ?
Gok :- We didn’t plan, my friend here in Mumbai , today afternoon called me. I said ok.
Amol :- Is Hari and Karthi coming??
I was wondered what to tell. I know he will keep on question me until I break out the truth.
Gok :- No, they are not coming.
Amol :- Why??
As I expected Amol asked “why”.. Why … what to tell … I didn’t tell them because I don’t what to tell them.
Gok :- Hari…. Hari is having CAT class and Karthi is not interested.
As we were chatting we came out of the Club. And Vijay was looking for a rickshaw..
Amol :- You sure rite.. there is no problem b/w u guys.. r in
Gok :- No.. Don’t worry there is nothing as such...
And just gave a diplomatic smirk.
Vijay, Amol and his roommates managed to get a rickshaw and left the place. Our flat was near to the Club… I headed towards our flat very slowly… I reached our flat and went upto the door… but I was not interested to go in… so again I walked towards the gates.. Sat over the wall near the gate…
“Tring!!! Tring !!!”
It was the call from Karthi.. I left the call unattended.. Again I got one more call from Karhi… Next Hari was trying but I didn’t attend his call also…
I started to play the Control Pump game in my mobile…(It was time, Charan and me was eager who will make High Score in that game.) I was about to complete the third level in that…
I got a call and this call was from …….
How would this happen, its no wonder Karthi or Hari must have made a call to him.
I pressed the answer button,
“You are not in flat it seems???” the voice came from other end.
One side of me was searching for words to answer and other side was seething on Hari and Karthi.
“I am in my flat” I said
“R u sure” came the voice again, intensive testing the truth of my statement
“Ya…” I said “but not in room, I am.. I am sitting in the garden”
“Garden at this time... what r doing in garden that this time... its 11:30 (pm)”
“Ya I know… just relaxing”
“No... You have some problem... its better that you take a week off and go home, it’s been long since you went home… I think u r disturbed a lot” easing my... my problem... or my anger or something that I don’t know what I was going through…
“No need of that, I am going out tomorrow (God… he should not ask about Hari and Karthi), I will be fine”
“Chal… Good night” Amol said
“Ok Amol.. bye… Good night”
I closed my eyes, sat for a while. It was like someone pressed F5 button of my body. Suddenly I felt the coolness and calmness of the night, which was lasting from the moment I left club. Feeling good, refreshed… The moment I opened the eyes... someone inside me... One… no… no.... it was two, the good soul of mine and hell boy (being bad soul, rather than good as in movie) were fighting one another whether to forget or fight against them… alternatively each had upper hand, altering my body gesture accordingly.
“We will fight them and go separately… alone” hell boy raised his voice
“That’s bad… you will be alone… no one will be there to speak, have fun” the Good one was pleading.
“Loneliness is good… can do whatever and there will be no fights… squabble” came the hell
It was almost like Frodo (Lord of the Rings, Hero) having the evil ring in his hand. Like the solar eclipse the hell boy taking over my mind.
“Beeeeeeeepppp Beeeeepppp”
It was almost like I was immersed into imaginary world where the hell boy and good was fighting each other, pulled back again into real by the horn sound of the bike.
Behind the gate bar, light was flashing from the head light of bike. Each time when the rider accelerates, the light and sound was roaring, as if lion behind the cage, demanding to open the cage. Watchman was running towards the gate and was having a chat with the rider. The watchman opened the gate, as if the hungry lion was unleashed, the bike approached me…
He was almost like Hagrid to me, not though beard like him, it was Charan. He paused near me..
“What are you doing??” charan asked me, he was in his night wear, silky cloth in clement color.
It was almost 12:00(am), if charan is coming around this time then it’s Hari or karthi must have called Charan. But the way he asked… if I was in that position I would have felt some kind of relief at the same time some amount of anger… but he was as cool at his gesture as always he was.
If my instinct is true that hari or karthi called him... I am sure he will ask something about what I am doing exactly right now, so to dodge myself.
“Chumma (not in hindi, it’s a tamil word means “just like that”), I was playing, you know I have crossed 7000 mark in the game” trying to change the topic.
“Fine... I am going to
I was expecting him to ask something… something… some something he should have asked...
“No... I am not coming” I said
At least I was expecting him to ask “y r u not coming”. But he put his bike in first gear and starts to release the clutch as he raised the acceleration. I felt some kind of jolt inside me.
“Wait!!! Wait!!! I will also come” I jumped from the wall and rushed to put my back on the back seat of the bike.
From there that place to my flat its just 75 meters away. Yet it was pleasure, sitting behind the bike and stretching your arms. He stopped in front the flat,
“You shouldn’t park in the front of the flat” came the voice of watchman behind us.
I got down from the bike in thought of what to tell to these guys inside. I know they will ask what happened and why are you not picking the call. I was framing some answers to the kind of question I will be put through by these guys. By the time Charan parked the bike in parking lot was coming back. Our flat is a 6-storey flat; we stayed in the ground floor. Our room has two front doors, an iron grill door in front of a wooden door. The iron grill door was closed and the wooden door was slightly opened. I was able to see Hari sitting on sofa. He was preparing for his CAT exams.
After some days or years if you collect the memories of past, like some fight, it seems very silly and we will laugh about it. For me it didn’t take days or years, I just thought what I am doing and why I am doing. I just laughed for a moment. If I tell them that its all because of the morning incident then wont they laugh. Again I was let down by this thought “They will laugh” at me. The evil of mine took over me and said,
“They disgraced you”
I don’t know what to do. Hari always bear a charm smile in his face while verbalizing. I am sure if Hari is going to ask me something then, his charm smile will soothe my anger. I don’t want that to happen for some reason. I never wanted my anger to soothe too quickly. I wanted them to realize on their own, and feel sorry for it.
Charan enter the room first and he was big enough to hide me. I followed Charan as his shadow and rushed into bedroom avoiding Hari and Karthi. Changed my clothes and hided myself into the blankets.
Next day morning, I woke up early and sneaked around the room as a kettle. Took bath and equipped for the Alibarg trip. The moment I was about to leave Hari woke up, I rushed to the front door. As he came out of the bedroom I closed the front and hurried to the bus stand. …………….
Hari is like a mentor to me to be more precise to all of us in the room; but sometimes he almost looked like a Hitler to me. A quote from Management “Everything has a Place; Everything should be in its Place” may suite him best. For me “If everything is in its place then that place is called Museum not home” (It’s a dialogue from a movie called “Parthiban Kanavu”, I like that). So we frequently have some confrontation.
After few months... We didn’t speak about it until
After a heavy lunch I, Hari and Karthi was having a chit-chat. Hari was asking about future plan of us (Karthi and me). I don’t want to bring that conversation here. I don’t don’t want to share that with anyone rite now. I am hinting ‘cause I want Hari and Karthi to remember that when they read this.
Suddenly Hari asked,
“Ok, now u should tell what happened to you on that day, the day before u went to Alibarg”
“Leave it, It’s over na, why to talk about it again”, I said with a smile.
“You can’t tell like that. We want to know and u are going to tell, come on, what happened”, Hari questioned me again.
“Yes u have to tell” Karthi supported Hari.
“It’s my problem, sometimes I do like that, I don’t want to talk about it” trying to avoid further more question on that. But Hari was not in position to give up.
“See it may be our mistake too, unless you tell how can we know, if you tell know at least we can avoid such things in the up coming days. On the day of (I forget who’s send off party was it, so for namesake we will call the person as “Blah Blah” inspired from “How I met ur mother”) “Blah Blah” send off party I said something not in favor of Karthi and he told me at that time itself, that he didn’t like the way I said, and I corrected myself, it may happen some times unintentionally anyone would have hurt either of us. But until you mention it, we can’t correct our self. We are going to stay together for some more months then I will go for my higher studies and you too will go on in
After this it was impossible to me to hide anymore, so I said the reason why I behaved like that for the whole week.
“For this you didn’t speak with us more than a week and I was too much worried for the whole week. If you have said at that time itself it would have pained for a second, and we would have corrected it. But for one week, it was terrible” said Hari.
Then I thought “Better I speak” off… but still ….
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