The Wait continues…..( The world is so small )…….
Good Morning …. Its 7.30 am and I am sitting at window seat no J70 A of the same train….Moreover the wait continues, obviously not for the train but for reaching home as soon as possible ….my current location is somewhere 5o Kms before KOTA and by this estimation I would reach Delhi only by 2 PM , now 5 and a half hrs late of scheduled time …..
So the thought of writing something has already popped up but a direction is still to be decided….Ok , let me pen down a story , an instance which does not have much of an impact but made me believe that subconscious thinking does have a impact in your life ….
During my engineering I underwent my summer Training @ Indian Airlines ….For the same I was sitting in company’s bus lost in thoughts for the day ahead when suddenly a voice broke my thoughts …….Hi …is this nitin maheshwari……????? I did a flash check, do I recognize the person or is it like that I am already a star and should take out a pen to give an autograph…. Whatever it was next few moments were astonishing for me …. For knowing the same let me take you to a ride, a ride back to school days alias golden days…..
The story takes you to the golden times of schooling....for your knowledge I have completed my schooling from three institutions , first a play school whose name I don’t remember anymore .Second DAV where I undergone initial days of schooling where a kid enters a whole new world trying to understand the world for the first time ..third and most important LANCERS where I spent most of my cherished moments and which helped me mold into a person what I am today ….
I don’t exactly remember at what age I entered DAV so let me do a small reverse calculation.. If I was 17 when I passed my 10th and being a good student haven’t repeated any class so by that calculation I would have joined DAV at the age of 5 ..so I grew up from 5 yrs toddler to a 9 yrs youngster in this environment ….frankly speaking I don’t remember much of the things but what I remember revolves around my class teacher , a bunch of friends and star nights which used to happen every year as a part of annual function in DAV...
Friendship is the thing which has always been a sincere emotion for me and the first seeds of this emotion were sown at a very early stage …. When I was in upper kindergarten most of us call it as UKG I came across two guys…the two “Sharmas” one named Pankaj and other Deepak…..i helped pankaj with his maths homework and hence our friendhip developed …..Pankaj and deepak were friends and hence from twosome it was now developed into three some with me as the final addition …..So I had my first friendship and my first group……
If I analyze today, Deepak was most sincere among us, a kid with few words, shy and obsessive …. Pankaj on the other hand was the mischief not only among us but a super rated gangster of the class who makes the class lively ….AS far as I am concerned I was among the favorites for my class teacher …. Hey I am not overrating myself but saying this because my class teacher cried when I left DAV.. Don’t know whether she cried out of happiness or sadness but she hugged me with tears in her eyes… so I could never forget that moment ……
Anyways in between this narration I have already crossed two states MP & Rajasthan and now I am somewhere in UP , had my breakfast and already taken a nap for an hour …..The train is crawling at a terrible speed giving me jitters that I would reach only by the evening …….
Coming back, along with these two guys I also remember another friend, our class monitor Nitika agarwal …..A good friend of mine but a complete anti to Pankaj …. Obviously any monitor would be anti to such a guy who serves to be nightmare for the role of monitoring the class….The repercussions of this anti ism were sometimes thrown at us along with pankaj … but when you are into a group itna to chalta hain ….. The only thing which I regretted at that time was not able to enter this other group because of Pankaj factor ….
So I had my first group and we gelled quite well…. We moved together from UKG to 2nd with loads of fun which we as kids could do ….Went to canteen for the first time, had that first cold drink , also learnt first gali from pankaj for which I got a beating at home…. Being of the same intellectual level me and deepak grown into friendship and started saying each other best of friends … It is also a very peculiar habit among kids wherein they want someone to be rated as best of friend ….. Pankaj slowly lost the leader tag of the group and in the time was also not doing well in studies … he failed in some exam and.. That was the time we kinda parted ways with him … I mean I don’t know was it right or wrong but as a kid you are always asked to be with kids who are best and you are often compared with them.... Obviously he didn’t liked but then at that age it is very less you can do ….
We moved to third standard with me and deepak tagged as best friends…. I did participated in annual function acting into a song “Hind desh ke niwasi” … I roled as a flower, dancing around depicting some unity ….also attended annual night where I did some aerobics stuff and also got a prize for “O” grade in studies…it was nitin mukesh who was star of night for this annual function and I remember me being happy that he shares his name with me ….
“It is so refreshing that how we used to be happy about small small things at that age and if we can learn the same art and innocence and apply in our life today It would be so much better…..”
During my third standard we moved to our new house and it was time to say goodbye to DAV and join a new school …. This was the same time when my class teacher cried and I parted from pankaj and deepak …. After this I was in touch with deepak for 1-2 years more through phone and then lost him in my memories and in some new friends which I found out in my new world of Lancers …..
So the whole reason of taking you to ,through this ride was a question which someone asked me sitting in bus , when I was lost in thoughts …… This guy came and sat on the seat beside me …. For initial 5-7 minutes we didn’t talked and then came a question from the other side …. “ is this nitin maheshwari” ….. So I replied yes ….he prompted in between and said “ I am deepak , Deepak sharma” for next few seconds I was lost in thought, did a mind check as how he knows me … I didn’t realized he said Deepak sharma and when I realized I saw him smiling …. He was the same deepak sharma , the kid with few words same as before… I yelled deepak from DAV and he nodded …..i was astonished , surprised , happy .. what not ..
I met him after 11 years and both of us discussed everything which happened in last ten years … he was also doing engineering that to mechanical same as mine …..was doing training in the same organization where I was doing and the last bullet in neck…joined the same organization ….yes he too is working with TCS….:)J As far as pankaj is concerned he left school after 6th and hence no contact with him …..
Loads of coincidences in this story and hence I started by saying that subconscious thinking does impact you .. in this case though I didn’t remember but somehow this friend was there always in my subconscious mind ….
“ Yaroon dosti badi he haseen hain …” Plays in the background …..
And I have crossed Mathura junction , the wait is still not over ……
