Around the end of December I received a mail from a friend titled,"Sad News". I opened it to find the most shocking piece of scanned graphics I have ever seen in my life. No no it wasnt porn...it was Ms.MA's marriage invitation. Yes, as some of my friends reading this already know,Ms. MA got married recently. The reason I was shocked was that I never expected M to go like this...without a mark on the planet,without her guns blazing...in an arranged marriage!?!!?? To a "software professional" from Australia(seriously seriously how boring is that!!!).

She was always different from the rest of the girls in the class. I always thought she would go the farthest among the girls. You know something like modelling(she had the bod,btw) or choreography or something like that. Always knew that she never fit into engg.(just like me and about 100 others :) She was also gutsy.Mr. MRR,in his inimitable way, was trying to get the better of her...she just gave it right back in his face...very unlike how some of the other girls or even some staff reacted...I remember thinking,"What balls!!!".

She also made her share of mistakes. She went out with all the wrong guys...she was always know as 'someone's girl-friend'....which was not correct 'cos she was such a fierce individual in her own right. Of course,our own friendship dint bloom beyond the occasional "Hi" and "Bye".Some of my friends still dont know that I changed my place in 4th sem to sit near her :))

So why am I cribbing about some arbit stranger on a Monday morning?? I dont know,I strangely feel let-down by a stranger who I barely spoke to!!! Amidst all my life's problems and complications and complexities, I still find time to feel sorry for a nobody.

On a related note,here's a quote from 'Good Will Hunting' that echoes my thoughts on friendship.

Chuckie:Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way. In twenty years, if you're still livin' here, comin' over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not a threat. Now, that's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill you.

Will:Oh, come on! What? Why is it always this? I mean, I fuckin' owe it to myself to do this or that. What if I don't want to?

Chuckie: No. No, no no no. Fuck you, you don't owe it to yourself man, you owe it to me, 'cause tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be 50, and I'll still be doin' this shit. And that's all right. That's fine. I mean, you're sittin' on a winnin' lottery ticket. You're too much of a pussy to cash it in, and that's bullshit. 'Cause I'd do fuckin' anything to have what you got. So would any of these fuckin' guys. It'd be an insult to watch if you're still here in 20 years. Hangin' around here is a fuckin' waste of your time.



TOUCHE!!!!