"You bloody middle-class faggot" – the glittery young man shouted at another young man with a laptop bag.

The young man couldn't manage any other expression, except one angry – "You…!"

"You… what faggot? Oh you scared me, obsolete asshole" – glittery young man's class-mockery was too obvious to be ignored.

But the young man with the laptop looked down, controlled himself, turned back, shook his head and started walking away. By the time, he reached the escalator, he received a "You spineless moron", especially packaged for him.

The young man shifted his laptop bag on his right shoulder and stood still right next to the escalator. Busy crowd pushed him a little away… his head was still fixed on the floor. Then he reached the railing and looked up to the roof of the mall. The Rainlover was observing it all from the nearby bookstore. He paid at the bookstore counter, came out, stood next to the young man and placed his hand on his shoulder, "Do you mind joining me?"

The young man was shocked! Alarmed, he looked back with teary eyes and received a gentle smile, "I guess, ice will cool you down. You've already had a lot of heat."

Before he could resist, the Rainlover took his laptop bag on his shoulder and started walking towards the nearest bar. He could hear "Hey, you… what do you want?" from back, but ignored it completely and seized a two-seater in that half-empty bar. When the young man reached the table, Rainlover smiled, "Sorry, I don't generally take no for an answer… sit down, man! You drink, right?" The young man sat down reluctantly and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

The Rainlover smiled, "I like your hairstyle. My spiky sucks… what do you think?" He gave a half-smile and said, "No… it looks nice… keep it." The Rainlover ordered two whiskey on the rocks and a plate of fish-finger. They introduced each-other by the names only and then the Rainlover asked, "So Siddharth, who's elder here? Me or you? I'm 83 born." The young man confirmed, "I'm 83 too… September." The Rainlover was surprised, "Man, you're some 7 months younger than me and you look like 5 years elder. What crap, fighter?"

"Well, as you said – 'fighter' – you can say that my fights of life is taking a toll on me" - he said. The Rainlover couldn't resist his laughter and apologized, "Excuse me, but dude...." Siddharth didn't excuse him at all… so he went on narrating his melodramatic fight-for-survival till they were 3 pegs down.

When the Rainlover found it appropriate, he asked, "So what was happening there… with that rich kid?"

Siddharth got back his reason to be excited, "That fucker? I was walking past, saw his shirt and kinda liked it. So I asked, 'Excuse me, where have you got this shirt from?' – That's it! He started barking… said, 'Who you think you're… look at yourself, you think you can afford a shirt like this?... bloody middle-class and all… When I protested, he started abusing!" he paused for some air that took longer than usual and then continued, "What the fuck is my fault? Why am I in this shithole?"

The Rainlover laughed again, "Must say dude, if not anything else, you've picked up the abuses very nicely… good job." Siddharth have him a cold look and said, "You also are making a fun of me?"

The Rainlover didn't stop his smile while he said, "Go on… abuse… I'm kinda liking it."

Siddharth shook his head and said, "You… you're also like that asshole.. yes, making fun of someone who is inferior.. You all are the same!" His voice was loud enough to attract few heads around. The Rainlover winked at them with a smile and asked Siddharth, "You want another one?" Siddharth hushed out, "Why faggot? You also want to prove how rich you are and how poor I'm!? Tell you what, I don't spend money like you guys, because I've my parents to look after, a bother with important age, a sister to be married soon, a family to care for, something for which I can sacrifice these momentary shit that you guys love sooo much.. I'm not like you and I don't wish to be like you at all. Now you understand wealthy-filth, I'm a responsible guy, resilient by choice, not by chance!" 

The Rainlover smiled, "There you go!"

Siddharth urged, "You don't believe it… do you?"

The Rainlover said "Why won't I?" The he signaled for the bill.

While the bill arrived, Siddharth said, "Let me pay."

The Rainlover winked, "It was my invitation. Plus, I like your hairstyle!"

Siddharth started laughing. They said 'goodbye' and as both of them were about to move out of the mall and move to two different direction, Siddharth asked, "Why did you do this?"

The Rainlover smiled, "I told you, I like your hairstyle."

Siddharth sighed!

The Rainlover smiled again, "Tell you the truth, I saw myself… in you! Keep fighting, FIGHTER!"

Then they moved ahead.. in two different directions…!

 

HEY FRIENDS, THANKS FOR UR ENCOURAGEMENT.. LOVE U ALL ;)

It’s like missing someone who would never know.

 

It’s like waiting for someone who will never come.

 

It’s like wishing for something that’ll never materialize.

 

It’s like demanding something that’ll never be fulfilled.

 

It’s like imagining the reality that never existed and never will.

 

It’s like praying for someone who doesn’t even care.

 

It’s like writing a song for someone who hates music.

 

It’s like being ‘lonely’ with someone.

 

It’s like being hungry with a plate full of rotten food.

 

It’s like being dressed-up in invisible attire.

 

It’s like touching something without feeling it.

 

It’s like living when you’re not alive.

 

 

It’s like kissing a corpse.

 

It’s like whispering silence.

 

It’s like hiding the light.

 

It’s like smiling in pain.

 

It’s like standing in front of the mirror and cursing the ‘faceless man’.

 

 

NOTE - this is a reflection of 'that' time... not 'this' time

 

 

Dear Friends,

 

Feel free to kill me for my absence! You've all the rights to do so...

But I decided to jump back again into blogging... In these days, I've written and half-written few stories.. Will share the same with you guys very soon.

Don't know if it interests you or not, but I feel like stating few recent changes or developments on my life-scrpit..

 

1. I'm in Kolkata now.. yes, finally, I've shifted from Delhi and have come to Kolkata (working in the same organisation though)

2. I miss Delhi :( especially my students... I can't forget the love that they've given me! They simply rock!

3. I'm staying with my best friend Snehangshu in Kolkata and can visit my parents every week (only if I wish to;)

4. Alcohol has increased, but I'll bring it down.

5. Smoking is as it is...

6. Flirting is full on ;) after all, it'sa city of joy! gotto do some justice to it !

7. Reading a lot, and painting very less!

 

That's all for now!

Soon, I'll post my stories... dying to visit you blogs and read you guys through...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Just wish 2009 gives you and your loved ones the strength to fight it through and make it beautiful ;)

Love!

EnjoY~

 

The Rainlover ;)