Chillar Party

Weirdly though, people have this obsession to move. Some may call it a Change or whatever, and then argue that its unavoidable, Change is the only constant and stuff like that. Let me cut all that crap and jump to the point of writing this specific blog.

As history and economics state,in normal conditions, "average" things have this tendency to move towards "Great" things. And ya, offcourse "poor" things towards becoming average before finally migrating to "Great".



@ Hotel Apna Dhaba -Andheri 17th June 2011 - 07pm.


" Shit man Sandy would really leave us !! "


" The best part is we would not have to wait forever for someone to join us from now on, if we plan to go out "

"And hey you forgot Dolly.........She would be too lonely .......yesterday i even heard her howling till midnight " (If you have been following my blog Dolly is Sandy's neighbor's dog)

Laughter!!

"That was not Dolly.........that was actually Sandy, singing for Dolly"

More Laughter!!


" @###% .............&^&* %$% ...................!!@###$#$ " (Offcourse too censored for my blog)


" Shut up guys, the owner of this hotel happens to be a distant relative of mine."


Even More Laughter!!


" Ok now the Worst Part - hmmmmmmmmmmmm" started CJ,


"hmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmm - oh ya.... so the dinner bill will be divided by one person less"

Laughter.

"Hey you missed the free tech support we received for our computers"

Laughter.

Sarath interrupted " Guys, from now on even i am going to imitate all what Sandy Did..... like I am going to act all high-handed and arrogant . Will Make you guys wait for me whenever we plan to go out, become a dog lover,,,,Sing out loudly and badly whenever the occasion arises.........."

"Hey Sarath if singing badly was really the criteria, you would be owning google by now "

All the more laughter

After 3 hours of this laughter filled treat, we parted with the closing note from Sandy, possibly the best parting note ever (or is it....)

" Guys, I am falling short of words actually, when i think of you guys.......hmmmm..... actually i feel a bit ashamed as well, that i may even drop a tear or two if i speak more or am forced to think of the life here with you guys around...........hmmmmmm.......am quiet sure you all would feel the same for me................(he said as his tone changed slightly indicating he may really cry) ......... and hey, i want all of you guys to come along with my parents to the airport to bid me wishes and luck tomorrow...... Thanks guys really........And To all of you,,,,incase i hurt you....in past, now, or in future if you find out of any of my past things which hurt you...better forget it...as i wont appologize !! (He ended with a smile though)

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Nariman Point: My Office desk 3rd June 2011 - 03pm.

My cellphone beeps.

Given my usual reluctance to read the messages as soon as i receive it, i continue working .
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My phone beeps again. Then again. In a span of 2 mins, i get 3 messages.

Sensing something offtrack, i pick my phone with least attention to it, still continuing to stare at my computers screen, while simultaneously unlocking the cellphone.

After about 10 seconds, i force my eyes to read the message......i open the first message. It is from Sandy. Offcourse are the other 2.


Given this attitude to cling for better things in life, in a way some say, uplifts the humanity and hence , ultimately the country. So with this premise, what does an employed - salaried individual expect? Offcourse a better job, a better pay, better & larger learning,better benefits and it can go on bettering. The "best" in each industry or sector is known to almost everyone associated in that space and There is a general tendency for most of the people in a specific "space" to move towards that "Best".

Message 1
" Dude.....Got an offer from Google USA !!! :D :D :D" Read the first message.
It took almost 15 seconds for me to get the feeling sinked into myself. When a good friend gets a role he has been desiring and dying for, you offcourse feel happy. And when it is Google, you feel double happy (for obvious reasons that, who knows Google would one day want to open an investment bank :D)

Message 2
" Messaging 4 of you guys at the same time..... "pick a venue for the treat" - The venue is the place which the first guy chooses". Read the second message
Damn!!!! Now i felt like i just missed something.

Message 3
"ok ...so the venue is "Hotel Apna Dhabha- Andheri - C U guys "

This is it. You see, many of my friends do not actually know where to ask for a treat. I mean it is no small matter that one is getting into Google. Apart from their name, they are known to handover a "Google" paycheques. I am sure i would not have settled for anything less than Trident or Hyatt for this occasion, but Alas!!
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@ Mumbai Airport 18th June 2011 - 11:50pm

Actually the send off was great. Everyone behaved the best class possible with Sandy's parents being around. Their parents dint feel much emotional as they were very much used to Sandy living far away from them. We all boarded Sarath's car and were all set to cruise through the empty raods with heavy hearts, when.....

Uncle said " Sandy will be fine and should do great in Google"

"ya uncle, ya uncle....he will" We echoed as Sarath, CJ and i exchanged smiles and glances.

" Just that people get a bit too flashy as they go to cities or say US, and spend till the last buck......but Sandy was never like this"

"Ya uncle , ya uncle......he is" We echoed as Sarath, CJ and i again exchanged smiles and glances.

"Just a simple example, he said he wanted to throw a party to a few friends, who he was sure would ask him treat at the 5 Star Hotels of Mumbai, but he somehow convinced them to be treated at my cousins hotel in Andheri"



"..................................................................." No reply......just empty glances and unheard curses.


Well the theory of Poor, Average and Great is not always true :P