Can never bid an Adieu my friend

As I get ready for your D-day my friend, a myriad of emotions run through me....
Happiness,Memories, Pangs of sorrow, helplessness..

From the time we sat together on our 4th standard benches till the last conversation we just had,
I remember every moment, so fresh, so green!
The years we have sat together, played together, studied together, lunched together.
The innumerable number of phone calls..
The countless ""fights"" .. is there a day or a thing we have not fought about?
The afternoons at your house..
The cycling times we had together and the WDP!
Sharing of lunch boxes, the Vadas at the canteen and the paneer sodas at the petty shops
Our study times - Ironically the subjects that I hate are the ones you love.
The games of shuttle, throw ball and Swedish long ball.
The times when we used to laugh at nothing for hours together, for a reason that only the two would understand..
The after school hours we spent at those beautiful, memorable place..

The long hours on the phone when distance separated us.
Is there a thing on earth we have not shared or discussed about?
If I can talk to one person on earth with absolutely zero inhibition about anything and everything, its you!
We are two radically opposite people but have been like the other side of the coin.. sticking together and being there for each other always..no matter what..
But as life is taking its usual turn and you have found your soul mate - The thing I'm elated about. But a selfish part of me knows that there is going to some space of yours that is going to be inaccessible to me and frightening part is that space is going to grow by day.

Can I trouble you with my calls at weirdest hour of the day?
Whom can I call, when I want to share something immediately..
Who will listen to my stupidest problems or thoughts without judging me..
Who is going to trouble the lazy me to get out to do some shopping or movie on a saturday..
Who is going to come over to my house to laugh as a family at our own self..
Who will be there to remind me when I'm loosing focus in life..
No company for male checking, temple visits and non stop laughter at nothing..
No surprise gifts, visits, hugs and kisses..
No more "I'm not important to you" fights..

If I stare at a next Saturday at Chennai without you, I'm lost!
No I'm not gonna take this.. I cannot afford to loose any of this and I need you for this always.
Yo have to give me my space in your life as always and I need you.. No adieu my dear friend.. Never!.....
Probably an All the best!

Too much of anything is bad

Love overboard can turn out to be dangerous..
both for the lover and the loved!
Beware of this thing called love...
It can cause as much pain as the bliss it gives!

P.S : Your own interpretations are welcome

Honk'O'Mania

Too much of noise pollution these days.Fearing that I would go hard of hearing soon, I have stopped listening to FM . That is a brain polluting activity as well. Sometimes I'm happy to realize that there are people who blabber worse than I do. I really am flummoxed as to how the RJ's can come up with such completely idiotic things - Kittu mama..Susie ..mami... tell me how your love life sucks... how to catch a rat??!!.. express you love (for God sake do it to the person you love)..Absolute nonsense and you endure all this only to hear the song that is again played for the nth time from morning...

So I decided that I will have a peaceful journey of 2 and half hours back home without any disturbance and try to sleep off my tiredness of eating, sleeping, blogging and doing nothing at office. As change is inevitable we had a new driver for our bus. The first day was a Friday and the traffic was at its peak and he kept honking all the way. One good thing is, his performance was better and he cut down the effort(travel time) by half an hour. I was pretty contented. But then the story continued and the honking levels used to irritate me to the core - And that used to transmitted diligently to my parents after reaching home!

One fine day rather a bad day - I wanted to understand the logic behind his honking (after all every action should have a reason) and sat right behind him.
There were vehicles that were moving pretty slowly.. he honked at them ... ok fine...
Then there were traffic jams and he honked... I was wondering what his intention was - should the vehicle in the front climb on the bumper of the one before it?
At traffic signals when there was a glaring red light, what would the poor souls in front do if our man honks?
I literally went nuts when he honked whilst he was the first at a signal (red again). Whom was he honking at? the traffic lights??
Then he tried overtaking the big 6 wheeler on the pavement where I would not even dream of pulling over a Maruti 800 and honked at a poor old man on a bicycle and scared the sh*t out of him. I still remember the mixed reaction on his face - perplexed, scared and angry. At one point of time the old man jumped down the cycle and almost merged into the walls to let this guy pass by.
It was when he honked at nothingness - yeah there was no one on the roads, a clear road till where I could see - AND HE HONKED!! - I gave up trying to find a reason.
Now I shifted my focus from the roads to our guy - It was then that I realized that there was a core technical flaw. Usually you have your hands on the steering and move it over to the horn when you want to. This guy had it permanently on the horn and moved to away intermittently to the steering. Wondering where his other hand was? Adjusting his Rajini hair style every now and then. He was perennially restless and with his hands and legs moving all the time, other than honking and yelling or muttering at people on the roads. Ok now I decided upon a reason - he was a Honk'o'Maniac.. Poor me could not think of anything else!
Looks like I was staring at him quite sometime simply because he was peculiar and our guy caught me and gave me a big smile ..oops I had no such intentions, I'm committed!
Just to make things clear while getting down I told him -

"Anna ippadi horn adichu tensiona ottineengana BP varum" ("Brother, If you keep honking like this Blood pressure would raise")
- He said -
"Ennakku BP lam varadhumma" ("I will not get hypertension")
- I said -
"Engalukku sonnen".. ("We definitely will...")

Whats the use .. the story continues, but I make it a point to sit way back in the bus!