My life's best friend-4

Its been a long time since I wrote something. Sorry guys. I had to remove net at home so could not write anything as such.
So about whom am I talking about now?
Hm Another Manjunath.
This guy is from engineering.
Manju mathikere, in the beginning we use to call him MM for that but not now.
I met him in my college, I don't know as soon as we started to talk we were talking as if we know each other for a long long time.
Its not that we became friends by each passing day, in the first instance itself we were very close.
Later it turned out to be the best's best friendship.
Most unselfish man in the entire world I can say. Manju he is not a friend anymore to me, he is a part of my life, my future, everything.
Memories with him are so much that I cant forget anything also if I keep writing I will be writing all day long.
I remember our first trip to kodagu with all my friends he was also one of them.
All long the trip I use to say jokes and he use to hear them. I use to talk so loudly that bus driver was also laughing at few of the jokes. My other friends at the last seat could hear me and screaming saying Bhanu please let us sleep. But me and manju both were laughing all night long.
I am fat, he is so lean that I used to tease him saying " one and a half seat for me and half for you, so that makes two seats for us". Ha ha ha.
Even today he his same, argues that I have put up weight , only god knows if its true or not.
Most memorable moment will be Me, Manu and Manju playing basketball near to Manju home.
Awesome time that was. In the morning in that chilled weather playing was some experience.
Me and Manu dint know how to play, manju used to teach us both, the rules, the styles of throwing and all. Its always been my favorites of memory.
I used to take the ball and challenge Manu and Manju saying;
"I will throw the ball into basket 3 times, even if one time the ball falls in the basket I will win."
They both used to ask; "what if you don't in those three attempts?"
I used to say " Simple I will try another three attempts....".... ha ha ha.
Another thing that comes to my mind is one day I was in is home. It was raining very heavily I felt like eating a masala dosa.
I am very found of masala dosa, same with him as-well.
I said manju i want to eat masala dosa.
He said come on lets go to malleshwaram- which is by the way 8 km from is home.
I said are you mad in this rain.
He said only youth can do it , i am ready if you are youth you also come.
I said lets gooooo then in that heavy rain, on the bike we both went their and had the masala dosa.
Thats how much crazy we are regarding masala dosa.
Another incident is in college. It was data structure internals going on.
you have to see my face that day.
I said you go and write I am not coming, he said what happened.
I said no I don't know abcd in that i am not coming.
He said i know few programs i will write it you just copy from me.
we both went in . I sat behind him he wrote a program and then was showing me his paper i copied starting 5 lines of it, by that time madam saw us both doing the mischief and made him sit far way from me.
I dint know what to do, i wrote the same 5 lines in all the programs. Ha ha ha
Madam called me to her staff room and said "Bhanu you are the worst copier i have ever seen"
"you have written only 5 lines and the same 5 lines in all the paper "... ha ha ha
As soon as i came home you had to see his face.... He his bursting in laugh saying idiot you don't know to copy as-well. Ha ha ha .. Ya i m worst copier and madam got it correctly .
Other than these would be we both in JP park sitting for hours and talking. Those days will never come back again. Thinking why ?
Because now he his married.
Their was time when he used to say I will never get married.
But he was the first to get married among all my friends.. Its a long story to tell so I don't want to get in to it now.
His wife name is Pushpa, They got married this year. Its a love come arranged marriage.
Marriage was another big story.
He his the one person who used to listen to all my songs, when others used to yawn listening to my songs he used to appreciate. I don't know what he liked in it.
I don't know how long this world exists but blindly i can say he his the one who will be with me till the world exists.
Along with Bujji he his one person with whom i share all my secrets, all my stories.
He his very silent, that doesn't mean he doesn't talk. He is silent when i say something, listens well. Some times even he knows that I am wrong but still supports me.
I always loved him for the person he his , will love him all the time. I am ready to do anything for him, its only because of the person he his. Very rare to find such a friend.
I hate god for many reason, when it comes to manju, I thank god for giving me such a good person in my life, who stood with me all the times. I know he will be their when I really need him.....