Its time once again!

5^th of June… it has again been a great day for me. Semesters are ultimately over, so it’s again time for some fun and masti.

That is exactly what we had today. No, it is not that I am obsessed with my friends, it is just that they were here again welcomingly intruding into these lonely depressing days of mine for once. They are not the same friends to whom I dedicated my last poem [If you remember the Last poem I dedicated to my friends], and neither of these two groups are acquainted! The special thing that differentiates this group of friends from the former is that none from this group are of my age. They are all senior to me, and we are all friends because we share a common passion. Yeah, all of us are passionate about Photography… the art that lent a new purpose to my life and a difference behind my perception towards things. It is an artist’s eye and a passionate interest that bonded us, but now they have been fraught with new ties of friendship. Over these span of few years, I have realized that my bond with these people are not only professional, but they have become an un-detachable part of my life now. Previously I did not give this much of a thought, maybe because they were always by me so I never had the need to realize their worth individually… but the realization seeped in deeper today “I am incomplete without them, just as I am incomplete without Photography”.

 Now, this is a part of my life totally unknown to you. I have never before revealed this here so my guests here might be confused about what I am talking. Well, I am talking about JUPC, i.e. Jadavpur University Photographic Club, and I rather pride myself while conveying that, I am a part of such a heritage-us club.

These people graced me with their presence today and thus reigned complete disorder, masti, music, dance and insatiable gossips! It was such a fun-filled day that I just could not restrain myself from posting this :P. But this time almost all of them are out of station, out on the long ramble to Risikesh Haridwar, whereas a handful few of us are here, unfortunately dumped up for not having been able to secure permission for the Ramble. L So we just gathered up for a mini-picnic here at my place today. 

We went out for lunch. Shunning the restaurant that we generally frequent, we went to the next one just to try something new, but just as the odds were against us, the place turned out to be yuck! A waste of good money! We returned home grumbling uselessly. On returning everybody immediately became busy securing cozy places to nap all over the flat. I was the only one left standing with a big Party Pack of cold drink in my hand! Taking advantage of my weapon to lure everyone, I threatened everybody of gulping down the whole bottle [ as if I would have been able to ;) ]. Immediately everybody came to my side, but being a host is difficult! I valiantly stood and saw everybody drinking to their health while I smoothened up the couch and the cushions, host after all! L

 But what followed after that was not the sound of everybody sleeping, but of loud music blaring and everybody dancing contently to the tune! Even I followed suit :P

As the afternoon mellowed towards the evening we went upstairs to the roof and sat atop the water tank from where the whole world seemed to be visible. 

The sky was wonderful with traces of a rainbow, it was simply wonderful. The shredded clouds gradually turned teary eyed as they forsook their frolics and became dark and grumpy, as if indulging my thoughts as the day drew its end. We stared at the setting sun and the colored clouds with rapt attention as the light breeze ruffled our hairs.  The sun set, as did the day. The worst part followed as I ended up shedding tears as I felt alone once again in the almost crumpled up empty flat after everybody had departed!

P.S Forgive me for the photographs being hazy as I did not have proper camera, and these have been taken on my mobile camera. J

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"Friends"

You know me like the back of my hand

You know me like the blessed speck of light

You know me since I was a child

You know me more that I do.

 

When I refuted, you knew I would.

You sheltered me as I cried in grief.

I slipped and fell, you held my hand tight.

You stood outside until I came.

 

You know me like the sun gives way to the moon.

You know me like the withered leaf falling to the ground.

You know me like the magnified cloth under a drop of water.

You know me like the one who gave me life.

 

I stood still; you cleared the hurdles that I faced.

As the storm within drowned me, you cried my share.

I hid my face in shame, how did you know I was not guilty?

I persisted; insistence came to suppress my ego.

 

You color me as green colors the leaves.

You get angry over me never, though I am unstable.

You made my day when my head throbbed and I stopped.

You love me unconditionally, but I returned this never.

 

You are my life.

You are my dearest “Friend”.

 

Thank you C and S for being so good to me, and being my dearest friends. This poem is dedicated to the wonderful day you people gifted me today, in spite of the fact that I had to wake up early and run in order to reach their on time; but the movie started and you arrived late so much so that we missed a part of it. ;). Yet the movie was wonderfullll, made me realize our “music, dosti, madness” :P. The food was superb even though the budget was low ;) And the ‘muddy field talk’ was something to remember even though it was too hot to lounge in the sun on a hot summer day :P.  You people rock. :)

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You made 'Yourself' terribly memorable!

It is nothing else

Just that you are not being yourself.

You are dismissive

You are distancing yourself,

Our words move you a lot;

Then why do you feign coldness?

 

Why can’t you just be you?

Our humor device

The place to vent out in distress,

Where are you going?

Someplace where you lost yourself?

Treading the paths you loathed.

 

Hate me, I just don’t care.

But refrain from hating yourself;

I indeed care for that.

I remember you in your typical stands

I considered you in you classy change

I saw you endure through wind and rain.

 

Now you try distancing yourself

Think you I won’t get a wisp,

You remember your thoughts dear?

The times when I mocked your dress?

Smiled at your funny crush?

And called you up on a hasty yen?

 

Having reduced your presence to a laugh,

You mock me to my depth…

Come back dear to the isolated pastures

The places you made terribly memorable

We miss you awfully often

Only if you knew that even!

 

 2.21am, 24^th May.

 This is intended for a close friend of mine who has no quite been his own self. Please come back as your own cheery self is all I pray L

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