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....