Saturday, November 28, 2009

My friends from School !!!!!!!!

Lincoln once said “Leave nothing for tomorrow which can be done today”. He quoted this for a cause me and my friends proved the quote likewise by not leaving any naughty act for tomorrow. For us every day stood challenging not academically but by helping our teachers grow older, with the subjected tension and metal trauma given to them from us with “LOVE”.
Yes this is a story of four friends, who made it to become the greatest friends not by choice but by chance. Let me start with each, this is “Mr Bajwa Ji” must be wondering why so much of respect to him? The answer is since Eiffel tower is respected for being the tallest wonder, he is respected for being the tallest student passing out from any of the schools in India (reign 2002). I met him when I was 12 yrs old and first when he entered the class I thought he was misdirected for class 12th, but all my doubts were cleared when he cried for a friend who he hates the most today. With growing years, we bonded to become one of the best pals, not for any other reason but for our common interest i.e. not by studying but by playing as many games as this world can offer. His Dad being the sports head in the Navy helped us a lot in keeping away from books, and more inclined towards sports. Her mother realized the true essence of the cricket bat and used it often towards us, but let me tell you when she was after us with the cricket bat she thought of only hitting a six even after convincing her that a four will also do. We were a very competitive group of friends, the only thing which we never competed was our studies since we knew this is not worth competing, so we tried to over succeed by performing and giving our best in sports. He eventually turned out to be a software engineer, and landed our computer teacher to a pacemaker. His coding concepts still are an example in our school they are framed as “Things not to do during programming”. He was an excellent runner, preparing himself to run the fastest with coming eventualities.
Another friend known as “Rana/Shivu/panda/raju/soni……….” He was a pampered boy the only male child of his family, so he was named with every possible name so that his manlihood could never be doubted. He has helped me many a times and his shoulders have given me space not to do anything but to sleep through classes and my journey back home in our rickety bus. Not only him but his fathers contributions go a long way in our school days. His father taught us physics one day before our exam, for which he still stands unanswered about our time in class throughout the year. He was a great soccer player and the only penalty shooter in our team. His chemistry was a little weak, but our combined score always use to be the highest i.e. 95%. He now is a successful trader, his success was seen when sitting in Pune he brought the whole Market to a recession. He still stands unaffected and posts an example for youngsters “if you don’t get it the right way, twist your fingers after all they are your fingers”. His flings from school days left him deprived of kisses but added some great numbers to his pocket.
Last but not the least our one and only joker “chujaa”. We use to call him one because of his undernourished growth, he use to have air for his meals and wind for water. Having this her mom got enough time to sleep and work less on the boy with his growing years. His dream was to play for our football team, he also got a chance to prove his metal. He proved to be a success by striking a goal in a empty post which framed him to be a hero for the school and kids for future. It was only when he started having our rotten lunch boxes he grew to become the second tallest from all.
He was so motivated for sports, that he always showed up for matches and in return bunked his exams for taking some rest between his hectic match schedules. We all failed our Half yearly Maths paper, but his marks are still lying with FBI and awaiting to be disclosed.
These are my serious friends, who have always inspired me for everything. God bless them and I stand indebted for all the learning I got through them.

4 comments:

  1. haha...amazing stuff...all this is just the tip of the iceberg.. the cronicles of the B.R.A.T.S... we were like 4 demons lookin to have some fun.. inqalab zindabad, bete kya hua? maam bus mein seat nahi mil rahi thi .. yaad hai?... bajwa

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  2. Boy...it brings back those memories of school days...and i especially envied u guys...coz I was not a part of dat grp!! :D

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  3. nice one bharat...shall i write abt the ptehr side of you...the women in ur life and the roles they played!!!! hahahahaha

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