Testi-orkut-monials!

I logged in to my orkut account few moments ago to check some friend's b'day (who apparently has only orkut account... which is almost defunct.... no facebook... twitter is almost alien to this friend of mine).

And out of nowhere... saw the testimonial icon... clicked on it... and read all the testimonials written for me... Nostalgic!!! those were the days... when friends use to ask each other to write down a testimonial so that their profile looks good (well... so that attention can be seeked :D)...

praises and praises and praises... with a lil bit wickedness... felt so good to read them all... also felt bit sad after reading testimonials of people i am in no touch now (forgotten friends/ broken friendships/ n all that)... but still... the testimonials were simply awesome... I remembering telling my friends to be true when writing a testimonial and not to copy or come up with some poem or decorative stuff... prefer being original ;)

I guess I will make it a point to copy them all (the ones for me and the ones by me)... sometime soon... and make a special file for them!

Cherished memories... :)

Slahu

P.s. Call it self-obsession! I call it walk down the memory lane :)

Love Got Served - Adulterated !

This is one of the first posts of a kind... where I am blogging about a stranger, and the conversation.
I have been recently bumping into a lot of strangers and having some one-off conversations... This piece refers to some guy i would call ABC.

Venue: High Court Bar Association Hall
What was I doing?: Not practising/ not in uniform/ some casual purpose/ was writing something.

Now! the scene: Picturize a lot of advocates... black/white combi colours all around... me in the corner writing some stuff...

Comes ABC...(late 30s, quite healthy, shabby looks, frustrated outlook) takes the seat adjacent to me. For about 5-7 minutes, no interaction... (comeon it's High Court... everyone's high with one's own stuff!)... then apparently there was another person who was sitting in front of me... XYZ ( a sardarji... perhaps in 60s...).. and he was his uncle... so, they kept talking something or other... i didn't care about what they were talking about (i was busy with my stuff!!!)...

Then, after sometime, they inquired about some advocate, as to whether i knew where he was, to which i responded affirmatively (i knew where that advocate was, coincidentally). and then started asking about me (Ok! woot! i look like an advocate... even if i m not in uniform ... alright... alright... coming back... i don't look like one by any means i guess!).. so gave a brief restricted intro about myself... and they gave theirs.. ABC is a managing director in a reputed company and lives in some place near to Delhi.

Then, i managed to ask him as to was he stuck up here because of some business issue? He hesitated, but seeing my *curiosity* and *frankness*... he gave in... he was here because he and his wife have filed the divorce by mutual consent. 

This was the first time I was one on one with a guy who was undergoing divorce (have seen every other types of *clients* :D). Now, the curiously-frank me couldn't resist asking the details of the case. A Divorce by mutual consent is the simplest because both the husband and wife agree together to end the marriage without going the bad way of accusing each other to obtain the divorce. So, likely, as i guessed, the issue should have been of maintenance and children custody.

And right i was! his wife has demanded 15 lakh rupees (1.5 million rupees) in addition to the assets she already has in her custody (which ABC says are over 15 lakhs themselves)... and she also wants the custody of children....

I wasn't surprised at this (pretty common in divorce cases). But i couldn't understand the *screwed-up* look on his face and his whole body language. We had a few this that legal talks and all... and then his uncle started talking about himself... (germany-returned, setlled sons... own business,,, multi-linguist.... n all that... pretty nice though..... a good outlook... was helping ABC as ABC is his son's friend... n uncle had all the knowledge of the courtplay... business wale hain... :D)...

Having won over them, and telling them that the case is not that panicky.. so take a chill pill... your advocate will handle it... hearing this the guy kinda broke down (i was stunned... ye kya hai!)... he then started his story...

His wife had committed adultery!!! wth! he said when he caught her red-handed for the first time, he forgave her in the hope she would never resort to such an act again. But she repeated and repeated! I was like, dude, do you have any proof she continued or are you just assuming... to which he replied... some channel also recorded the *sansani* incident once... (what the freak! wife on the loose...)... ok... hota hai... adultery is committing by women also... (many a cases are testimony to that)...

Now this guy after all the emotional havoc... was still going for divorce by mutual consent to save time and avoid any further embarassment (hmmm... quite practical)...

Then, he said that he is ready to give the money, but he wants his kids... 'he loves them a lot" (literally he had tears in his eyes)... i inquired about how old the kids were... to which he responded... 'son - 4 years old... daughter - 7 years old'..

My blunt reaction: too young kids... how could your wife think of adultery?

His reply... he loved her a lot... she has always been very beautiful... and then he came closer and told me that she has had affair with their servant and such many more ... no level.... the beauty became the beast in her!

At this very moment... his advocate came in... and this advocate surprisingly was someone who i had taken many a advice from during my student days... i got up and told ABC to bank upon him... he's the best person who could ensure him what is rightfully his... he took my number in front of the advocate (ok! did i steal his client... no.. i don't intend to be a divorce lawyer! not in my list... m not much of a game for breaking relations or worst playing with the life of the children)...

And then i got up and left... thinking what had just happened... for next quite some moments the conversation kept playing in my mind over and over again... and that money can't buy you happiness...

Love breakup zindagi... marriage divorce zindagi...

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Slahu

P.s. This post has grammatical blunders... anysoways... wanted to be raw!

The Dost-zaroori-ship!

The airtel's latest ad 'har ek friend zaroori hota hai' is flooding facebook walls, tweets and even blogging world. And I am no expection. It has reminded me of so many friends who have been a part of my life at some stage. (i am already sounding old!)

Been blessed by many a good friends till now and have had some unique fun-filled dosts as well. This post is dedicated to the fond memories of two of my best buddies at school.

Back in my boarding days, i had this classmate X (name kept undisclosed) who was from Bihar. We had all the chores together, same section, same hostel, same room n all that. This guy was, on serious side a competitor as well, in academics back in the nerdy days. He had this unique persona which had liveliness and humour spilling over all bounds. He was a number! No seeker of limelight! Just plain chilled-out, all into living through the various chores.

He was a known face in some circles but not wide known across other sections or juniors, seniors, etc. He's been a big time partner in crime at school...

He had no qualms about cheating in exams and once responded to me, when i asked him wasnt he afraid, "my dad knows that atleast 5% i achieve by cheating. Why disappoint him?" Man! At that time cheating was the biggest sin and his coolness and calmness were such a mark of guts and galore for someone who was intelligent and sort of a nerd (an unmatched trait).

Another unique characteristic was his lingo. No! He spoke english and other languages in normal accent. He used to enact his Bhojpuri lingo into english or hindi, etc. and show off his funny side. Such a comic character was he, to think of him saying something seriously was a rare thing. And yup! What made him special was his dry humour; not laughing at his own humour... Unlike other look-at-me-i-am-funny kids at school... He was spontaneous, raw, talented in all aspects of life.

Though i was the golden kid at school (coz of being the geek plus all that discipline i never followed since school), i was always envious (in a positive way) of his talents and deep down wanted to do all things he could... But some people are gifted and that's the way they meant to be. Today! After so many years, i may have matched that somewhat... But he was the best i have ever seen. I still freak out before an exam. He never ever did. When i saw 3 idiots, Rancho reminded me of this knucklehead.

Havent met him in past 9 years, but have stayed in touch. For the records, he is now an owner of a call centre.

Coming to the next best friend... Z(name again kept undisclosed)... Well! This sardarji.. Rare combo of Sardarji+Jatt+Super intelligent+Sportsman+ProBhangraDancer+what not... Was again... Same section.. Same room.. Etc. And was my benchBuddy in the final year of school(this boarding school was upto just 10th)... So the bond was obviously supposed to there.. As a matter of fact X n me n him can be said to be three mutual best buddies! Everywhere in all chores, we were together... Z was excellent in studies.. Quie often before last year scored more than me ( yeah! D school competitor ego! It exists in all school geeks :P)... Ok! that was just to say that this guy was super good in everything. And yet did not have any ego or any rough attitude; down-to-earth guy.

Both X and Z had joined school in 8th, thus stayed for only 3 years. While i was a veteran who had been there from 5th. And these both guys had come at a time when my then best buddy had left the school as he had got through to RIMC, Dehradun (shall write a special post bout him someday! Coincidently my younger brother and his younger sister were also best buddies at school... Post on that some other time).

So this Z, was the tallest of the three (i was very short at school :/), most outspoken, bold, daring, bindaas, sort-of-i-dont-give-a-damn-you-are... And many more.. I have learnt to be gutsy from him...
He's the one who i have always shared my endeavours in life... Though he's much of a non-planner like me.. We have always by destiny talked at crucial moments of career and things have taken their course well. Met him two years back at delhi after nearly 7 years... He's tipped over 6 ft... (And i have managed nearly 5'9" after years of patience... :D) Didnt meet since then... But will be meeting him next month and hopefully even X and few other old friends. He's working with an MNC now. Both X and Z have done MBA.

And he's a big time bullet fan! Keeps travelling distances on it... Even went on it to Leh Ladakh... A full tine adventure lover! A real-life roadie:)

Miss my school days! Miss those days of friendship! Miss those days of selflessness!

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Slahu