I know, I know.....I really know that you all miss me, and you all miss me the same way as we used to miss sleep while semester exams used to be on the next morning, and sometimes like a 'sutta' when even our mess-workers refused to give one to you all. I am really happy to see that if I don't send an e-mail to all of you for a week, then you people start itching to know about my whereabouts. But let me tell you that - I am still single and rocking as usual, albeit, getting rocked these days with the heave load of work and some newly gained responsibilities at the work-place; So, girls, no need to feel bad about my seclusion I am still the same - single and ready to mingle! And guys, no need to envy me, I am still not decided about marriage, and I think I will need some more time. So just chill!
Daddu saale......Whats this 'Jag Vella praani'!!!!! what made you conclude that I am a vella? ees baar India aake dikha......London wapas jaane ke liye visa pe mera stamp lena padegaa. But Daddu, really love you man (no! I am still straight), will give you a missed call whenever I see a bengali now-onwards. (for all those who don't know who is Daddu -> Daddu is one creature, and probably the first and the last one, who can miss his class just because you asked him to draw your Engineering Drawing sheets, he is the one who will attend the class but will not respond on his turn during the attendance call.....b'coz he would be 'proxying' for Maadu/Cho/Haddi/DJ/<anyone else>, but people never understood the love he carries in his heart for THE BAKAR grp, but Daddu still loves them....and ye jaan bhi de sakta hai )
Anyway, coming back to the main agenda......Vella! Yes, I used to be a vella until first few years of my job (even now I have traces of a vella, but now I have discovered it to be of a first-order-dying-radioactive-characteristic element, with a half life of 1 year (plz! koi gandaa gaali mat dena) ), and the only respite while at office was that - a software engineer has all the liberty to be in touch with his other vella friends through e-mails, and I was a champion in this vella-giri. I have no doubt when I say that I have sent tonnes of e-mails to all my friends eversince I got the tag of a software engineer. And mind you, I am not the ones who will keep shelling the mail-boxes with forwarded content, instead I give a personal touch to all the mails by self-typing them and making them even more attractive.
But recently I myself I have observed that I am losing that 'vella-giri' tag, don't know when did I lose the desire to send e-mails and irritate my friends. Don't know when did it happen that I felt a complete loss of desire to ask my friends that - 'how are u doing?' or much in my own style 'Kya haal-chaal hai bhailog' (since there are no behen-log in our group). Suddenly life takes so much from you in the name of work/responsibility/growth/career/etc-etc that you feel like asking yourself - 'Was I working for this seclusion?' or 'Does career means being loyal ONLY to the organization?'. Well, I really don't know weather this is just a starting of the decay process, or is it the end of the communication process? Whatever be the case, I know that none of us are happy about the latest developments in our lives, but then thats 'life' and thats what is known as 'advancing in your career'.
I am suddenly reminded of those college days when we all used to talk in dis-belief that 'Yaar humlog kabhi alag ho sakte hain kya?' (its not that we are not together, but then communication process has been dying like a first order chemical reaction).......probably life is giving a stronger answer to all of us, and then I am reminded of that 'Dil Chahta hai' dialogue - 'Saal bhar mein Goa aana to kya, shayad ek baar milna bhi mushkil hoga, hum sab us ship ki tarah hain jo apne apne safar pe nikal chuke hain'. Hard to believe! But thats the fact. We are all sailing in different directions and probably for the good!
Vella, signing-off! Don't know when will I be sending you all a mail with my stylish subject line - 'Kya haal chaal hai bhai-log?' (saalon, agar ek-ek ladki pata lete to kamse-kam mai to pakka mail karta rehta.)
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college ke din yaad aa gaye bhai......nicely recollected....and well delivered