Ok. Now that I’ve enlightened you on the four Vedas, let’s
skip on to the “WEIRD FRIENDS” part; let’s move on to someone more crazy, but
in a very subtle way. We’ll call this guy the “free-dumb” fighter, because he
stood for what is right….. and WRONG. Yes, you could never argue with him on
his beliefs, and if you did, he would bring you down to his level, and then
prove you wrong. Rightly so, his first name meant PRIDE. Here I shall mention
some of our favourite endeavours with him.
From an indirect source, I got to know about this guy’s
entry into our school. Yes, the world spread like wildfire. But, all said and
done, the free-dumb fighter had a huge impact on the very first guy he
introduced himself to. The reaction of the other was priceless, and was worth a
DSLR camera shot. This was how the introduction went by:
“Hi, My name is ****** *****. How are you-who are you-what
are you?” The speed at which he asked this question surpassed that of light,
and would have got Einstein putting his thinking cap on to derive a new formula
for the Theory of Relativity. I think the person at the receiving end of this
amazing question from the free-dumb fighter must have been a reincarnation of a
hybrid form of Mahatma Gandhi and Mother Teresa, because apparently, the
free-dumb fighter did not end up dead after this.
He had no trouble getting physically abused either, when he was slapped by a teacher after the
free-dumb fighter demanded that the Unit Test papers were evaluated, when every
other sane student was praying that these papers get burnt in a wildfire or
something. The intriguing part was that the free-dumb fighter never meant to “demand”,
but his amazing choice of words from the English vocabulary led the teacher to
think so, and the rest was history.
Google is the most comprehensive search engine on the web,
and I doubt if anyone would refute my view. We crave for Google, because
without it, we would have seen a rise in the suicide rate of college students,
in lieu of not submitting their projects and assignments, and ultimately, a
huge pile of arrears.
But the free-dumb fighter’s craving for Google was more intense, an
intensity of great passion, a thirst for knowledge. He wanted Google all for
himself, and there was no stopping him. Even if the poles got interchanged, he would
have stuck to his craving with the utmost dedication. He approached a friend of
mine, Subbaraman, lovingly known to all as Subbu. Subbu was known to be a very
calm person, and who would get irked only if the situation asked for it.
So like I said,
he approached Subbu. With a never seen before fire in his eyes, he spoke out
the golden words:
“Subbu, can you copy Google into a floppy dishk and give me?”
(Yes, that’s how he pronounced disk)
The reaction from Subbu was the exact reaction a lion would
give if it had hair pulled out from its nostrils. An assortment of “holy words”
flowed like the River Ganga out of Subbu’s mouth, only to have the least impact
on the free-dumb fighter, because he apparently did not understand the “holy
words”. The free-dumb fighter walked
away in a subtle manner, perhaps to a greater land of wisdom, but the “not to
be ever seen again” phrase won’t be used here, because we saw him every single day
of our school life, till the very end.
Later.
Later.
