Of inane times that end too fast
Unni. You are my inspiration for this post. And no, this is not one of those weepy and cute blog posts that will make him (and the people around him) go all teary eyed and say awwwww… how cute! What a wonderful friendship! I want a friend just like Ayeshea who will write blog posts inspired by me! (That would be the other people not him) Not that all this is not true in abstract - its just not relevant here. Unni inspired me because he was sitting at the second cornermost computer near the door and writing a blog entry. And I thought “gosh and heck.. if he must do it then so must I”.
We’re sitting here - Manamee, Unni, and I - and we’re waiting to go to this little shop that sells chillie beef and parata for dinner along with Sudeep, as per the unspoken arrangement that we have to end the day together. Nikhil’s playing his “arty” music in the background, having recently become the proud owner of a ten ruble coin from the Soviet Union. In due acknowledgment of the great event, we are tolerating the music. It is one of those completely inane and nothing moments - but somehow I know its one of those absolutely blissful ‘nothing’ times that I know I will remember once ACJ is over and done with and nothing but a reminiscence to friends who really wont give a rats ass about what I did or who played what music, ate where or did what. It’s these moments that are the great ones - where the people around you are the ones you are most comfortable with and you are just completely happy though not in a particularly active way. And you dont even realize that you are, until you either remember it, or recount it, like I’m doing now.
I’m glad I have this moment - this time here - in lab 3 on the computer next to Unni who is writing about some band (in turn sitting next to Manamee who is engrossed in a book and hopefully over the fact that I didn’t come to Fab India to pick a present for Arpita’s birthday tomorrow) And now in a while we’ll go have our Chillie beef and go home - and not properly interact with each other till around dinner time tomorrow - and it will be another day less in which we have to do it.
( sigh)
