Across times

Missing a word:
I heard it first as a kid during my winter holidays when we came here. I was fascinated. I learnt to use it for my ‘defence’ when I started staying here in 2000. Even a friend of mine said, it’s absolutely OK to use it, as we don’t literally mean it. But when my mom heard me using it for the first time she regretted her decision of putting me in a Delhi college. Now, I am too polished to use to it, but I miss saying “bhenchod.” :) A great author of a great book revealed a similar thought.

O’men:
How can someone remain so insanely himself? An old friend of mine who is popularly hated yet popular for two reasons. He was well networked, which is why many remained his friends. And speaks a lot of shit (Only word to describe it)… which is why he is hated. As I reached, he did welcome me with my favourite pastries from Nirola’s and whatever… But then he came back to his self and suddenly shouted, “Good, so you are back! Now that you are here, please take all your old diaries that narrate your dreams when you were 17.”
It so happened that I had to dump all my personal stuff with him when I left to Bangalore as my mom decided to collect my stuff from Delhi. I felt bad, saw it as a bad omen for my 2nd innings in Delhi.
This friend of mine is hugely influenced by someone he worked with. We all knew it, made fun of him and now it’s painful to see him. So much so that he forgot his own identity… In my words, he is a pseudo activist who talks of anti-globalisation and can’t do without a coke. When he is out on a hunger strike against inflation, see what's below his khadi kurta? That's his nike shoes. Phew! And you have to be a ‘firang’ to get fellowships under him. Is this how we learn to become "no one"?

Gyaan time:
I missed Delhi like an organ in my body. And missed more when I started making blunders, when I stopped living my life, when I started living others’ lives. There is something about the water here (Beer also) that you always apply your mind before the action.
Do what you love doing! Yes, I got enlightened one day and convinced myself to do this:) But a friend added more to my “noble idea”. He is doing what he loves doing for the last 16 months…(precisely). When he quit his handsome job to run itasveer.com, I thought he was an idiot. He still is an idiot, because he says I have the most beautiful smile (I am flattered haa!) and the itasveer doesn’t have a single smile of mine. The fake nawaab!