How I met the "Three Idiots" of my life..

One of my very few pleasant dreams, one that I will cherish for the rest of my life... for that was one dream that came true for me. A gang of 4 very close friends, one a singer, one a poet, one my dearest brother, and then there was me. I had this dream thrice; though it left me with a pleasant feeling, I used to laugh at it. This may happen in Utopia, I thought. I had once said the last thing I would ever do was stay away from home. Fate was such that I had to join hostel for my UG studies. I was initially intimidated about this fact. I was always surrounded by people whom I love, who pamper me. To manage and cope up with Life away from home seemed like a mammoth task to me.

My first day @ SASTRA University. I chose to sit in one corner of the class (because I have trouble starting a conversation). One biiiig jabber mouth came and sat next to me. Hi, my name's Saai Lakshmi... kachar kachar kachar... I thought I was going to bleed out of my ears! The gal would not shut up!!! She kept talking throughout the class. What nonsense, I thought. Then the first attendance of my college. Sivasubramanian... as the name was called, a huge thing at the other end of the class croaked, Present Sir! Ewww.. What is he? A huge toad or a sack of something or Humpty Dumpty?? My first FORTRAN (computer) lab... There he was, Abhinay Ramaprasad, asking me this and that...: P I felt like saying to him, "I am new to this lab too, kid. How would I know??” The next day, I changed my place and sat away from that jabber mouth. I begun to give cold stares at Humpty Dumpty as he was taking all the fame and made me feel less important in Math class (how childish of me!!). I gave replies only when asked to the fellow who could only ask me questions. Things were just the same, time passed on.

I noticed that Jabber mouth was always homesick and crying. I once offered to help her, and there she was, walking all the way back to the hostel, jabbering away to glory. I thought, "oh my god! What have I gotten myself into??” Well, things changed after that. She moved into the hostel. I kept going over to her room to check whether she was ok. I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her (from God only knows what), have fun with her, listen to her jabbering (: O: O)... just hang around. The person I am, only listening to others' troubles and views and not sharing my own, I first felt like sharing it with her. And suddenly all her jabberwocky took a transition from intolerable to interesting and fun. I had this feeling that we've known each other since long. One fine day, as I walked along the corridor towards her room, I heard a magical, melodious voice. Wait... It can't be... But, yes it was!! There she was... singing away to glory. Encore!!! We all said when she was done with her song. A talented female with an innate talent for singing... Interesting! Time passed, we grew into thick friends. I still bug the hell out of her every day. It feels like I know her well, inside out. You may have all heard about sharing excellent vibes with people whom you love. This is true in Anu's case. Words were not necessary to express what she had in mind and vice versa. We always saw each others' naked face. The sign of true friendship. A special mention about our really long walks in the hostel lawn. Aimless as they were, they are till date a mandatory part of our everyday life. Talking, singing, joking, laughing, crying, scolding, even dead silence... eternal bliss, I would call it. Those moments in the lawn are incomparable and irreplaceable. And that is how a wonderful relationship evolved between the singer and me...

One rainy noon. I was sitting in Anu's(jabber mouth) room talking to her and texting my friends. That was when I got Abhinay's number. I planned to pull a prank on him. So begun our relationship, I must say. Mere texting for time pass evolved slowly into conversation between two friends. One day, when he was down and gloomy for having a tiff with his roommate, he called me (for the first time) and poured down all his worries. Under such circumstances, I usually wonder why any person would vent out their feelings to me. This time I felt, God, I must do something to make him feel better. We started sharing our views on everything under the sky. Without the least of efforts, and even our knowledge, we could share our raw thoughts without filtering them, mincing our words or even bothering about its after effects. We had absolutely no boundaries or barriers whatsoever. There were times when we stayed out of contact for weeks or days together. But, when it resumed, it still felt the same, without the least of strain. One of the handful of people with whom I can talk without the least of hesitation and qualms. We've had moments of happiness, and worse, loads of arguments. We would argue our heads off like we were never even going to look at each other again or one of us would drop dead by the end of the debate. Ironically enough, we would be laughing and talking as that moment of uneasiness and irritation never ever happened. For those who want to know what unconditional friendship is, I give you the example of Abhi and me. And for the very interesting part, Abhi shared his set of poems with me one day. I was flabbergasted. You've got to be kidding me, I thought. Two out of three characters in my dream... my close friends!!! :O

Well then, there was Siva. I don't know how, when and why it started. I've tried to reason out why I Love him so much, what was that spark that started it all up. For us, it felt like reviving a lost relationship, like we were linked forever. The simplest way to define me is call me a "mature child"... oxymoron. With Siva, I feel like a little kid. For every small issue, even for a tiny scratch that I had recently, I feel like running to him with tear filled eyes and puppy dog face for consolation. I feel like he was my long lost big brother. Like my friend quoted, "A brother by heart, not by blood". This is apt for my relationship with Siva. It’s like the stork was drunk while delivering babies through the chimney and we were dropped at different places. When I recline or think as I am lying down to sleep, I lose myself completely in fond memories of my childhood. My mind would involuntarily search for Siva. It is only when I come back from my dreamy state that I would realize he was never a part of my childhood. It feels so real now, that accepting the fact that we met here seems so unrealistic. An integral part of my life now... Right from waking me up in the morning to putting me to sleep in the night. He's filled the void that existed after I came away from my parents. Protective Father, affectionate mother, and ever loving brother... (Strict at times :( ) My little family package away from home. I never believed in Love without a reason or Love at first sight. Now, I am clear about the FACT that Love doesn't always happen with a gross reason. Words and thoughts gush and flow in with tremendous speed as I write about my dearest brother Siva. It is rather difficult to pen them down. If I were to put them in one single word, I would choose Happiness... bouncing around like an Easter Bunny. I never want to grow up with Siva. I forever want to remain his "little" bugger sister. (Sister, I always was and I Am... It’s the little part that I want to emphasize on).

When the four close friends sit on the benches in college and engross ourselves in pulling each others' leg, loads of laughter and tickle, I look at all this in amazement. A “dream come true”?? Is this what people call eternal Bliss? Am I still dreaming of my Utopia? There they are, fragments of my dream, sitting in front of me... Very much real, and bubbling with Life and Love. It brings an extra special smile on my lips... a reflection from the bottom of my Heart. This I dedicate to my dearest friends, one dearest brother and my crazy, weird dream.

PS: I am going to get back at the three of you for reading this blog of mine before completion, without my knowledge. X-(Nonsense!!!