Friends

Friends !!! who invented them ?
I mean, the guy who invented friends has got to be a genius. Such a unique invention.
Friends come in many shapes and sizes. Some are fat, some are skinny. Some help us when we are in need, some take our wallets while we are about to bungee jump. But whatever they may do, they teach us much more than our parents or teachers could ever have done. Generally we don't need so much knowledge, but what can we do, we gotta have friends. Now I am going to take a look into my life and use some info from there to make a wise remark at the end of this post.

I have never considered myself to be a normal person, but I have friends too. The trouble is that they are very very different in nature. Let me clarify, some of them have very good taste in music and films while some have no idea that there are other film industries outside India. Some like to party all night while some would rather stay in and read Tagore. They are so different that if I leave them alone in a room they might even end up killing themselves. So, I create tiny little groups of friends and try to hang out with each group separately. But this divides my friend-time and I get less time to spend with each group. So I generally end up being the common object of hatred.
Friends are human too. So they are prone to diseases and illness too. The worst disease a friend can get is a "girlfriend". The moment she walks into your friend's life, she will make it a point to destroy your life too ( only if she is not your own sister. If she is, then she has probably done it already ). She will call his cell-phone every time you guys are having a blast, and eventually he has to walk away. Everyone there will blame the friend for ruining the moment. Now lets take a look at it from the "Friend's" perspective, he has done no crime apart from having a girlfriend and he certainly can't tell her to hang up so he can call her back when he is all by himself. Now, if he is a strong man, he would have done so, but some of my friends aren't.

We can't control who we become friends with. And I am actually glad that we can't. If we could, I would never have friendship with some of my friends. I mean, one of them is a total scrooge who owes me money and I know he won't ever return it, one annoys me so much that I could have killed him in the 7th grade if a teacher had not stopped me. There is one whom I beat all the time at video games, but he never stops claiming that he is better than me. So it is natural to assume that If I had control, I would never have become their friend. But I never had control. Situation and time brought us together. And now that I think of it, if I didn't have the chance to get to know them closely, a huge portion of my life would have remained empty. All of them have contributed something to make me what I am today. Thank you guys, the alive ones and the ones I have killed. ;-)

Hallelujah, Im A Bum...

A very disturbing thing happened to me when I started writing this blog, I found out that I had nothing to write about. Then I thought about writing something about my life. All that came to mind was Angelina Jolie. That is very strange, you know! because she is not even remotely connected to me. Right then I realized that how useless my life so far has been. What a bummer!

Now that I think of it, my life has been a long sequence of day-dreams. Yes, I am a grand day-dreamer, you may even think of me as one of the best ever. Ever since I was a small kid, I wanted to be a "King", a real king with a kingdom and all. I don't really know why I was hooked so much to this king-size idea. Maybe it had something to do with my great strategic skills, which I could have totally used to win the epic battles. Anyway, by the time I reached 5th grade, I had a bad feeling that average people are not too keen on living like they used to do thousand years ago. And apparently they are not too fond of kings either. So I decided it was high time to move on.

One day, I came across a book on this fella named James Bond. I had heard about him a couple of times from my father who was a big fan of Mr. Bond. So I started reading that book, and you can clearly imagine what effect that book had on me. For example, I named drinking water martini. This was fine with my dad but not with my mom. Anyway, from that time on, I was a super spy. After that I was a great cricket player with a greater fanbase, an awesome opera singer, a hollywood star, a devoted politician (not quite sure what that is).
After what happened today, I can feel a weird hollow spot inside my chest. I can feel it much better whenever I think about the fact that, though I have lived the lives of so many great imaginary personalities, I have actually missed mine. I am nothing, but a complete bum. Its weird that I said the word bum, because right now I am seeing myself, with a beard and all, sitting outside a dirty western tavern with a bottle of whiskey in hand. I am looking at folks working on that new rail road over by that field.
Eh !!! to hell with it. I will never change.

A minor improvement though, by finishing this blog entry, I have finally completed something which I started. Quite an achievement for someone like me.