There are some people whom we watch growing up in front of us and it feels great to know that they have excelled in life and are doing good in thier own chosen fields...This is exactly how i felt today when I came to know about Mr.S and how well he got himself placed after his engineering degree.He had a childhood which is worth mentioning and when I recollect his childhood it only makes me think and smile that he too has finally grown up managing himself in this wicked world full with blood suckers...
He had the most protective childhood I have ever seen or probably others might have had similar childhood days but I was not fortunate to see them all.His existence on this planet it seemed depended on two glass full of milk once in the morning and again in the evening which his mom dutifully never forgot to serve...He was the only son being preceded by an elder sister and thats the reason of so much care and protection from his parents.The level of protection can be imagined from the fact that his maid was asked to accompany him while he was relieving himself in between studies(this at the age of 10+ years).....
But despite such environment at home Mr.S always dreamt of being a part of the main stream and tried his best to catch up with his contemporaries sometimes even bribing them to play within the protection of his own compound...These bribes were mostly to allow them the luxury of playing with his stuff..(what I mean here his cricket bat, or the new "Kickshaw" football..not anything else that may come to your mind)..
He also had this habbit where anything that you would have said to him he would make a funny sound before responding ...something like "haaaw".It so felt that either he was short of hearing or he lacked the basic level of intelligence expected from a kid of his age...
Mr.S also acted as the famous mythological character of "Narad Muni" always ready to add spices to every incident and floating them at the wrong place and more importantly at the wrong time..I will here narrate one particular incident to support this. I had an argument with someone while we were playing cricket after school and Mr.S happened to be the witness by pure chance as his group of kids were too playing nearby. I usually never carried such things back home as they were meant to be solved by me without getting my family involved in such silly matters. That very evening Mr.S and his family paid us a visit as it was just after the Durga Pujas, and it was common for Bengalis to become extra social during those days.Everything went on fine and they were ready to leave after devouring platefull of sweets prepared by my mom.While leaving Mr.S suddenly asked me about the incident and in such a manner-"Today you had an argument while playing na?"...I was dumbstruck as he spilled the beans out in front of everyone and without any reason or provocation...I wish I could twist his ears at that precise moment but the courtesy of playing host overpowered my emotions.Such was Mr.S and this happened many times in so many ocassions that the count would be infinity.I was not the only victim of his though but almost everyone tasted this atlest once if not more.
Mr.S also was a copy cat of the first order...I had the facination for caps and till date cant resist if I see a good one.If you exercise your grey cells a little and try to recollect am sure many would remember the cap that Aamir Khan wore in "Dil Hai Ki Manta Nahin"...The cap was an instant hit and I was the proud owner of one or so I felt.Mr.S was hardly 6 or 7 years then but as soon as he saw the cap gave a wicked smile and started asking questions like where did I buy it from etc...I knew what was in store and true to my assumptions I saw him wearing the same cap and waving at me from the balcony..He had a sense of triumph in his gestures that day a but he crossed the limit of irritating me when he later asked in the same trademark stupid way "I also have it now na"?...
He plans to vist me soon as he's now somewhere near Delhi...This time I am eager to meet him and see his transformation from a timid little boy to a well settled professional who has just embarked on his professional journey...All the best Mr.S!!
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