My life's best friend-2

Its just the second of the best friend series that doesn't mean that any persons are second or third.All my best friends are same.Its the order of me saying about them, not the position.
So whom i gonna write about,He is My Enemy... MY rival....Na... But my best friend.
MY cousin... Ya Rajesh[Bujji].
I Envy him because, he his too good.
Yes he his good in everything than me. Starting from Looks, Mindset, Attitude, Behaviour, Temper, Helplines. He is a lover to everyone. If you know him once then You will realize his character.
He his my partner in all my crimes... he he he... ya , because if he does anything , i mean anything... people look at me and say .." Now tell the truth...",Same way when i have a secret in my heart, they just go to him and ask "what is he up to now"... They have this strong feeling that whatever work we both do, we will never do it alone, Let that be a mistake, or a great achievement, or a mischief..Or let that be going some where out, Teasing people, Realizing the truths.... Whatever it may be we are one... Its hard that some one remains with you for long time, But this guy is 3 months smaller than me in age... But from that day we are together in this world of friendship...

If you come to me and ask how is rajesh... May be I'll take a at least 5-10 seconds to realize who "Rajesh" really is...Ya that's because no one in family calls him by that name. He his remembered by his nick name "BUJJI".

Where we both this way all our life from childhood? I don't think so, In our childhood we were like other cousins playing together, Maximum of times cricket is what we both love a lot... But truth is may be we both never thought that one day we will be so close to each other...
He studied in different school than me, we use to meet rarely, although we lived 4-5 buildings apart..

When did he became so dear to my heart.... Hard to say.. But a disaster in his life made me get closer than ever.
His Mom's death.......
Till then i was not as much attached to him as i am now.. By his Mom"s death, i realized the position he his in, from that day i never left him alone so that his memories of his MOM should never come back to make him cry....
That was tough i know for him and also to me, but sometimes i feel my entire family made him come out of that...Not only me everyone in my family needs him, Because they all love him as i do...
Back with the time, Things that often i say to everyone is his craze and passion to the sport .. "Cricket". Their was a campaign some time back " I live cricket I die cricket".. Ya that is what he his, I am no were far from it as well..
But the amazing part was in our childhood, whenever we wanted to go to cricket, He used to get up at five, go to every single persons home, and them wake them up to bring them to play cricket.
Would you imagine going to around 15-20 houses and banging their door at 5 in the morning.
Ya they would have come but in their heart i know they had a lot of anger on him to be doing that.. Ha ha ha..
Now also we go for cricket whenever their is time but the things hasn't changed much..Na he doesn't go to their homes now, but instead he starts to call every single person in the team, around 30 people ..Ya he calls them all, if they don't pick or they don't reply then they are in real danger... He doesn't it leave it their .. Now he goes to their home, doesn't matter which condition you are in , he will pull you out to bring to the ground,Even if you had slept five minutes before, or even if you are sick he doesn't leave you, he gets you out to play..No not to hurt them, But he his such a lovely guy that he doesn't want anyone to miss the fun that's the reason.

When his mom passed away he stayed in my house for some time, We had a lot of fun then, Playing games, and playing wrestling...Ha ha ha.. Ya wrestling.
I am strong in structure, but damn it he got more power than him, and simple i never won...
I was always jealous for that saying "hm i will win against him one day,may be in anything"
This kept on and on. Then came the biggest thing in our life's, Our college, We both joined the diploma course in same college, That college is considered and been named as "Central Jail"...
Gosh the time we had their, we can never forget that.
I am brilliant in maths you know that ? Ya, I never did a problem on my own, Ya i had my own problems then.
In first year diploma,i used to wake my bro and ask him to go to bujji and get the solution. He would have solved and then i used to copy,Not just copy give him some scoldings in heart and then copy, Scoldings? Ya come on why to do it so lengthy.. cant he finish in simple steps..Ha ha ha.
Once we both went for a long ride on his bike, i was not good at riding bike then..[Ya he teases me even today, that i don't ride bike properly..But its not true..I am a good rider,Even better than anyone in my family..I am not saying that, its what said by my mom.. and you have to believe her.] and we both fell from bike like anything, his new bike got scratches all over it. I got my elbow damaged and amazing thing is..He dint had a single wound...That's what hurt me more..ha ha ha
First year of diploma, I was never serious then.. I was still that guy who cared for nothing and when results came, I flunked in one subject and he cleared all.
Still that chance of overtaking him, dint happen at all.
Then came the second year, each day we used to come by bus, each day we used to eat panipuri.. Not even one day we missed it..That was some experience.
Then he had his bike,sometimes we used to come in bike, sometimes not. Wondering why not? Fuel problem. I Cant forget those days when the fuel got over and we both pushing bike to take it to nearest petrol station.... And that anger for petrol getting over still brings a smile on our faces.
Second year and third year was time for my dominance in studies as i scored more marks than him...Yippee i finally did beat him in something..But he was more happier than me for my results..May be deep inside his heart, he was worried that i may not do well when i flunked in one subject in first year, he dint tell me directly to study but he always inspired me to do so..But their was someone else for my success in studies then.. who is it? Just wait for my later postings..That's a secret till then..Just creating curiosity.
He did all the mischiefs on bike, like going with high speeds in front of girls, or going close to than and sudden horn..Pomp pomp...Ha ha ha..But i am out of that crime, You know i am a decent guy.. Ha ha ha... Na i never liked that, in fact i never liked girls at all... I used to bang his head from behind and say come on man.. cant u keep quite and ride the bike, .. nah he never did that.
In our diploma college, all our friends were going to a special place to eat our lunch.. Guess where? Graveyard.. Burial place.. and it was some experience, sleeping on the tombs.
Funniest part was when we were preparing for our third year's final exams, he along with my study guru, were preparing and we were sitting on our terrace, everyone busy doing their works, he suddenly called us and made us look towards a building and said..[pointing towards the blocks which are build to rest the overhead tank]"see that, I said what? That house is no nice nah,i said so? he said i cant understand one thing..how did they the dig a well above the building?"..He was actually meaning to show those blocks as the blocks of a well...ha ha ha.. that was for the night no one touched the books again fell down laughing, Ya he did say that to make us alive because we were dead with the books, but that dialogue, no one ever forgets...
He has his own vocabulary for somethings, like for fried rice, he used to say "fire rice, For noodles, he used to say noodliiss"..
Once when i was sleeping in home, i felt like lying on ground so i slept their but i don't know what i felt, i just got up and slept on my sofa, within a fraction of a second the ceiling Fan fell down.
Uff that was a close shave, when some of my friends came, i told them about it.He knew that before my friends,so i left him with friends and went inside to fetch some water for them, when i came out they were all laughing like hell.
I asked "What happened". They said we asked buujji "what buddy Fan fell on him? For that he said, No man it just missed" Ya the accent in which he said made it sound funny as if he was disappointed that it dint fall on me.. Ha ha ha

He knew all the things i did, I never hidden anything in my life with him.
The most remembered day was when my gal proposed me,he came to my home and saw me, i dint utter a word, as soon as he saw my expressions all he said was "Did she propose". I thought i would not say to him and ask what special happened that day, but he said it even before i asked him.
I asked him "how did you know". All he said was "I never seen this expression and happiness on your face before,not in these 20years". That was enough for me.At least their is someone whom i don't need to explain in order to understand me.
His dad went into coma after falling from stairs and was admitted to hospital for more than one and a half months,that was the time he needed me most ,and i promise i was with him all the time.I never left him alone then also.
I was with him in hospital day and night, sleeping on the floors on the basement. Getting in with hands shivering, whenever we went into the ICU.
Those days can never be forgotten.
If i keep writing, i have to write all my life, because he has lived with me all my life.
One last incident i want to say is that happened on this week. 26Th of October, 2008.
That is a special day in my life, I wanted to go to temple and he was busy with work, but he promised to come at 5, but he dint..i was wondering whether to go or not.
Because i dint want to go alone, then he rang me at 6 and said get ready i am coming, i had gone out so it is late don't miss.
Then we both went to "sai mandir"
As i was moving towards the entrance i asked him "Do u know whats special today".
He dint lift his head, with his head down, he said, "The day when she proposed you".
And that was enough for me, i thought he has forgotten it, but he did remember.
MY life is complete with him,Without him i am like a soldier without a sword.
Yes he his my sword,who just removes every single obstruction that comes towards me.
I love him a lot and i know he too......Any day if i feel anyone out of my many friends who live in my heart, he his the one who is with me any moment... Life as to change, but our friendship never changes....

My life's best friend no1.

My life's best person --wondering who it could be right?
A person who is with me all my life, in all my happiness, all my sorrows, been my support for all the things i ever did, Gopamma, My MOM.
Yes My Mom is my Best's best friend..... Amazing isn't it, many people when they start about their best friends they say about everyone forgetting about their mom, but me.. i can never forget her, because she is everything for me.
More than a Mom she is a my friend that's why i am starting with her...
She is Highly religious, big believer of god, also big believer of ghosts ,black magic and stuff, whenever she is sick, i tease her saying " MOM , someone as done black magic on you"... ha ha! Na she is so innocent, that's the main thing. Me and Mom fight over only issue is caste, may be she believes caste is main, no not for mixing with people but for me marrying!! I say " I'll marry girl whomever i like" She says " It's OK you marry anyone you like , But see to it that she is of our caste only".
That is a never ending debate between us, But i am sure one day if i like sum one and take to her she will not say no, because she loves me more than caste.!!
I call her by her name... he he.. Ya just for fun, sum one asked me " How dare you call your mom by name ??".
I replied " She is my mom, wife to my dad, sister to her bro, and Madam to workers. every one calls by her relation, her status, if this continues she will forget her own name !!, May be one day she will wonder what my name is! , That's why i call her by name".
That person for a minute was speechless , later my mom laughed and said , "he's kidding , don't mind".
My Childhood was not like everyone .

I have a elder sister , elder brother and a younger brother.
Everyone who came to my home , when i was a kid they were amused by all the three of them, hold them, play with them, But for some reason i stranded all alone, i was wondering as why not me? Also everyone would take all the three of them and buy toys, chocolates and stuffs and never me. I just use to stand watching them play with those toys. As soon as my mom observed that, she used to take me with her and play with me, and make me forget all that.
I used to forget for that moment but i always wonder why people didn't wanted me then.
Even today not many people like my attitude because i am straight forward, i don't behave different in their presence and absence, Many say i am rude and stuffs, i never gave a dam to them and said I'll be what i am.
But those incidents made me something else, i am more attached to my mom than anyone in my family.
I used to always be in her lap, i never ever gone out without her.
Once what happened was, I went to village for function, My mom said "i have some work so all four of you join your cousins[around some 20-25 cousins] and move to that village I'll join in the morning". In that excitement i went with them, then the real story began once i reached their, i started crying and saying " I need my mom".
Those days no phones also, I cried all night.
My mom was supposed to be coming may be at some 11 or 12 o clock, she arrived at 6 in the morning, When someone asked "how come you are so early in the morning?" all she said was " i wanted to see Bhanu, he doesn't live without me and i cannot live also". I know she dint sleep all night as well.
This was just one of the many incidents of my childhood!
If i keep writing this blog will be endless.
Some funny incidents now, When she sits with me on my bike i am always worried that I'll get kicked by Police person, ya that's for sure..
She doesn't sit quite when she is in hurry she says " Don't wait for the signal u just make a move"
I say " mom are you mad,police guy is their".
She says " don't worry dear, If your with ladies police will never catch you"!!
That's her logic.What a logic nah.
When she is in urgent she scolds me saying " what are You riding ?, Are you riding a CBZ or Bullock cart? Go fast if u cant let me ride it"!!
I said " Mom , their is heavy traffic sit quite don't disturb we both will fall from bike"
She replied "Son , I am your mom, if any such thing happens ,i am sitting on one side, so I'll jump before you "
I have to say this incident, i was not with her that day, My elder brother was with her, they went for shopping and my bro parked vehicle on roadside and went inside a mall for shopping, and when they came out traffic police guy demanded some 500rs for parking vehicle their ,along with that my bro dint had the documents with him as well he had left it at home.
He said i don't have the money wait let my mom come.
My mom came out and said lets go, then my bro replied saying "mom, he his demanding 500bugs".
My Mom looked at police and said "who do you think i am ? i am a ex-councillor [which she is] , you dare to take money from me?"
That policeman got scared and brought the senior officer,Then senior officer came and saying in lighter voice,"Mam its OK he doesn't know you are an ex-councillor, so please let him go" and instead he is scolding the constable itself.
You might be wondering whats funny in this?
Wait I'll say.
She came home and when she said about the incident, we were all shocked, I asked "Mom , not even once in this 5 years you ever used your position of councillor, how come today, after your term is over you used your grade?"
She calmly replied "I dint have the money dear, so I used that method, if i had money i would have paid him and come without uttering a word, to escape from him i just shouted now i am also feeling nervous what if he catches again." ha ha ha!! Every person in the home busted out laughing including herself when she said those words. Gosh she is like a kid many times.

When i go out with her, normally we don't keep silent, we start to comment on everything , like buildings, may be posters, also girls.. ya when i like some girl going on road i say "Mom look at her she is so good". If she also like she says ya she is good if not she comments back and say "Idiot whats their in her, see this girl[pointing to some other girl] so beautiful, and we keep fighting as which one of the two is beautiful. Ya many times we keep debating in front of other people who have accompanied us,many says " what mom and son? Both are just un- believable". Many of them are jealous also, Many of my friends have said, " we wish we too had such a lovely mom".

She not only loves me but more than that she trusts me a lot as well.
Even when i dint do great in exams she used to say " I know u did your best, don't regret, I have the confidence that you will surely do better next time"
Not even once she scolded me for my studies. I am happy that i kept her promise.
Time for secrets, how it would be secret when i am sharing it here!
Whatever , few things which i never said to anyone.
When i am sad, i try all the things in world, like listening to music, Chatting with my best buddies, Seeing some comedy clips[I am a big fan of laughter challenge on Star one, i have lots of clips from it].. everything.
But if still i cant come out of it all i do is , go to my mom, put my head in her lap and sleep like a small kid,My mom not even once will ask me what happened.
Because she knows that my son is sad and needs me the most,she knows that i don't like questions being asked when i am sad, so she just puts her hands on my head and start rubbing my hairs.I sleep in her lap for around 10- 15 Min's, and then i am back normal. When i am normal she asks what happened? I just smile and say nothing but she knows whats happening with me! Only i know what i feel when i sleep in her lap..
Once on her birthday everyone gave her gifts i dint know what to give, I wrote a poem about her as a mother and gave , her eyes filled up reading and all she said was "This is the Best gift i ever received in my life". My life became complete when she said those words.
We both fight many times, every time we fight i go away for a moment or two and then come back give her a hug, she says " go away , i don't need you".
I just smile and say her name[Gopamma], she smiles back and hugs me back and that's the end of that fight.
She is the reason for my birth, she is the reason for my life, She is the reason for my happiness, she is everything for me"
I love my MOM more than anyone in this world.