Sushant Chaudhary’s World

“Been Busy” is the excuse I have been giving to all for the last 6-8 weeks even more. I have missed so much in last couple of months that I had to blog about. Some of the main actions were:

1. My Blog’s first anniversary,
2. My Birthday,
3. Elections,
4. Diwali and lotmore.

Last week of the September was my Blog’s anniversary, First anniversary. And I missed it. I said to myself that I had “Been Busy”, to blog about it. But it’s never to late, Happy Anniversary to My Blog.

Ah! 2 weeks back I had turned one more year old. It was the day full of action around me with no time to spare. All the greetings and blessings were pouring in throughout the day from relatives, friends and colleagues. But I had “Been Busy” to blog about it.

Elections, a big event of the October month was to be covered. The interesting speech by the leaders tailored to criticize about other leaders in the public meetings. There was Dilemma in a common man’s (voter/ the sufferer) mind about,

Whom to elect?

The actual point’s to be considered about our leaders?

Choosing any leader would ever solve problem?

There were so many things to put my views upon. But, I had “Been Busy”. Not busy enough that not to vote. But yes busy enough to vote twice when my name appeared in two different voter’s lists.

Ah! Diwali Just flew by; again I had “Been Busy”, to Blog, but not enough that I spent quite sometime with my family. It was family diwali this time. I had not spent any money this diwali as it was under recession (still for many like me). With steep rise in costs of things, not a single commodity has shown a straight price line, but my pay scale has been stagnant for over 18 months now. Though I had quite a bit diwali last year, this year diwali was just family time together.

But enough of “Been Busy”! I am back.

general birthday, Blog’s first anniversary, Diwali, Elections

Yes,

It’s number 26 for me.

For all those dirty minds, I haven’t dumped my 26 GFs or 26 puffs.

It’s Birth day number 26.

With a hangover of Minisha from the movie Kidnap, which I “carry-forwarded” from the night, my day began. Calls and orkut scraps were coming throughout the day. Some SMSed, while few called up.

However the call that I most expected did not come. I thought this would be it. I would at least get a call. As the day passed by, dozens of times my phone rang. I picked up & answered. It was a day where one would not like to miss a single call but I was ready to miss all for one, the one.

But as luck would have it, it didn’t happen. The day was coming to a close with it being nothing more than a regular working day. As I was about to be in bed, a thought passed by,

How can someone make my day happening when I was trying to be out of reach of every one? Do you need someone to make your day special?

Well the practical answer was NO. Friends came, wished and went. Relatives came, wished and went. I had made sure I got blessing from parents at the dawn of the day. I was following checklist for the day, like any other day – it had one item as usual pending. I put it back to next day’s list and went to bed.

The mobile Rang, I got up in a flash and took phone and raced to balcony to attend call. The voice was soft gentle. It had a shiver. There was lot of noise around of Navratri festival around. Normally I would have asked to hung up or call back or something, But I wanted to talk. It was raining heavily since evening.

The evening could have not gotten any more romantic that this. The wait was over – two of my best friends committed themselves to each other for the rest of their lives.

My half heart was full of Joy, I was about to jump in joy, then I realized I was in balcony. The voice continued, the moment was great, they missed me.

I missed you sunny, I missed you a lot!

These were the words that made me realize that I had lost everything. Whom to blame for this loss? Why to blame? My friends for long have changed the definition of their relationship with each other.

It’s a hard feeling, when a loved one says, “You know, your friend, please try and avoid being a friend anymore!!”

And it happens again! Again and again!

Again, it’s number 26 for me….

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