Shatter'rati!!!

Prabhath stared out of the window. The beautiful moon was playing hide and seek with the clouds. Just as he looked up, it hid behind the cumulonimbus! Soon there was darkness all over… agaainnnnnn! Darkness , well that had become an integral part of life! Both outside and inside the heart, things were just the same! He sat wondering.. how did things change? And if they did, when would it change back, to the happy old days… ########################################################################### Heyy Prabhs, wassup.. kya re kidhar gaya tha kal? ..asked Shipz Arre, Roothi ke ghar gaya tha , Jaggu ko leke.. Ganpati puja than na re uske liye! [ he always called Shruthy as Roothi as he felt that she was always a lil rootha hua types.. but she was Jaggu dada s gal baba.. itna himmat nahi ki koi use kuch bol sake… except the man himself!] So when both these guys fell in love, Prabhs was the common friend aka the messenger [ we didn’t have whatsapp those days, love was real.. love messages were less fake and had to be hand delivered!!!] . And the fact that her parents trusted him well enough to let the daughter be with him made it easier for the couple. Her dad was an ex army man , and would proudly strut the rifle on him! Jaggu was scared that we would be shot, if her dad realized that it was he who was dating her , and not Prabhs ! But the advantage was that Roothi would use Prabhs’ s name and hang around with Jaggu! When she was out, she would say that im going to visit Prabhath! Her dad s calls would be transferred to his landline[ she managed her phone settings well, call transfer kab kaam aayega?], and if uncle did call, Prabhs had to pick it up and make an excuse.. Hello Uncle, all good? How are you and aunty. She s just gone to the washroom, will ask her to call back! After this he had to quickly call her on her mobile and ask her to connect back! Phewww.. risky business haan! Haha! Aur toh aur, poore batch k saath movies jaana and then gift them the couple seats at the end of the row! Life was fun, those days of carefree existence! In order to set up an intro for Jaggu, the idea of setting up a Ganesh puja each year was set in motion. So 5 years [ of MBBS] mein 5 puja s and in each puja ..slowly introduce the guy to the family! Wow! What an ideaaaa, Prabhujee ! And after those 5 years, it did work! The parents did agree! Life was bliss! Prabhs held the flag high.. get friendzoned and set other people up.. hahaha! *********************************************************************************************** Those were the days.. seriously!! Get up.. say hi mom! Hi dad! Rush to freshen up.. catch the 7.46 am local and get to the lecture hall at 8.15am sharp. Then write all the notes, sign [ read as forge] for ten on the attendance sheet.. rush out for lunch and catch the centre table till the gang arrived, open the tiffins and give it to the best hostel buddies, and they would order his lunch plate from the canteen.. then afternoon pracs, and lots of cricket after that, followed by a session in the library and then way back home in the 8.25pm local.. wow! And the weekly emergency in the surgical unit, in which you would be thrilled to see the first appendix at 2am and that would be the mood elevator indeed! A quick cuppa coffee after that and the madamjis of the batch would start their antaakshari or would want to play TT [ read as learn to!] at 3am in the night! Crazy indeed! That coffewala outside the emergency gate, the ice cream wala outside the naturals who sold the best kulfis in the world, the dosas at café madras, the bun maska at light of india restaurant, that awesome Sali botti biriyani at café Britannica , chicken tandoori at bademiyans , khamir ki roti at zafferbhais, caramel custard at nooranis, raan biriyani at Shalimar, shahi tukda at Persian darbar, sitaphal milkshake at Haji ali juice centre…. Well the list is endless! Attending the fests and winning the dance sessions, going to all the colleges with the troupe, the make up batch k dames who would sit with the foundations and lipsticks till they looked happy and convinced that one couldn’t look more pretty, haha! The impromptu prop round with newspaper as the prop and that song from JJWS as your entry song..

jawaan ho yaaron yeh tum ko hua kya, aji humko dekho zara.. yeh maana abhi hai khaali haath, na honge sada yahi din raat.. kabhi toh banegi apni baat…

yeah.. that was good .. Aarambh, Aavishkaar, Ashwamedh, Astitva, Aakarshan.. yup all the fests started with As ..in all the medical colleges of Mumbai! Those days of unadulterated fun.. **************************************************************************************

So does this end today or the next hearing will be the final one? Prabhath asked Adv Piyush, his lawyer for the case. No , today the final orders will be written and signed and the final print drafted. That is freedom for you.. I know what you have been through! Just one more day dude! Yup , and they both decided to finally have the Aminia’s famed Chicken Biriyani…on the way back! Heyy, your wife s going to be one lucky gal.. he had heard this many times! It just reverberated in his ears.. you are the best guy i have met, and trust me.. one day you shall get everything good, all that you deserve! Yes Prabhs did get what he deserved.. haha.. he smirked at the irony of life, and the thoughts crossing his mind!! The sky soon assumed a gloom and thunder and lightening struck! It was dark, once agaaiinnn! Do good things that people say jinx the good things from happening? Or is it the astronomy as they say.. this was bound to happen the first time! Prabh et al had no idea.. but yes there was no enduring after this.. things would change.. the stone in his heart would probably grow heavier each passing day! and I guess, it would take someone really special to melt it back to its original self!

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I guess not all stories have an ending… not yet… and not all have happy endings ! So when I asked him whats happening at your end.. he replied in his shayrana andaaz..

Kuch kahaniyan aksar adhuri reh jaati hai! Kabhi panne kam padh jaate hai, kabhi siyahi sukh jaati hai! *** Inhi adhuri kahaani par toh khamosh labo ka pehra hai.. Cchhoth ruuhh ki hai… isliye dard zara gehra hai!

But being an eternal optimist, I couldn’t help myself telling him.. [ keeping my fingers crossed]

Zindagi haseen hai , ise pyaar karo.. Ho raat toh subah ka intezaar karo.. Woh pal bhi aayega, jiska hai intezaar, Rab pe bharosa aur waqt pe aitbar karo!