All the names n characters in this post are purely not co-incidental nor fictions. These are all facts based on two unique best friends called Preeti and Ranjit. Any ditto resemblance may be a coincidence.
“MOMENTS OF LIFE” Presents…
“Childhood Sweetheart“
Starring:
Naughty Ranjit
Sweet little Preeti
Always Appearances : 2 doors of 3 yards distance, A cute little garden, mango trees, jamun trees, classroom, teacher with stick, our moms… n some extras as n when needed.
Not long ago some 26-27 years back there lived 2 little kids Preeti n Ranjit in the same building, their doors facing each other’s. As long as they lived there they had been very good neighbors. So good that whenever Preeti knocked their door (at least 10 times a day), she was always let in with a smile on their faces.).
Now I will stop this filmy way n tell in my way.
I remember the days when we were dropped to our kindergarten by our parents. During one of those classes, we were punished for making hell lot of noise & were made to raise up our hands (ah.. how painful punishment it was..)
We infact had been same bench mates for a couple of years in our primary class and see here too I was being troubled. Poor me.. :- (
This kid next door was (AND IS) a naught, intelligent n studious specie. Sometimes I feel I was the only creature o the earth being a target of his pranks.
Most of the time after the school, we (with a couple other frns) wud spend our evenings till sunset ON the mango trees n jamun trees which grew in our common garden. I really don’t remember wat we spoke but chat chat n chat for a long time…
We used to play with the mud, dry as well as wet (hehehhe…). Horrible were those moments and looks when our moms wud see us sitting on the trees and playing with mud and yelling at us from their respective windows on 2nd floor.
‘Ting tong’, wud go the door bell whenever I wished to play with him. This fair, healthy looking, chubby cheeked kid wud open the door with a smile expecting me to be there as usual.
“ A ranjit, khelne aata kya re??”, I wud ask.
This very sincere mom’s son wud take her permission to go out.
“ haan chal, garden mein khelenge”.
Very precious were those days… will never forget.
As years went by, our communication lessened during our high school since his family shifted to a different house In the same colony. We even did our 10+2 in the same college. During these days I had avoided him coz the ppl in our college were too narrow minded n I din wanted to give any chance for any kind of rumors.. this is where I had completely lost in contact with him.(God! Why at all I did that??) Later he moved to his hometown in Kerala n did his graduation there. Worked for some time n recently doing his MBA in NIT, Trichy.
Surprises n surprises, my eyes popped out when I saw him trying to add me in his frnds list in my orkut home page.. it was such an exciting moment… my first frnd, my best frnd… finally got him again!!
My parents too were happy to know that we are in touch again.. his mom had called me to spend some days in her place.. I really wish to, she prepares such delicious food .. hmm have to think abt visiting her.
There was this strict guy called santu (nick name). Though only 3 years elder to us.. he wud act as if he was 10 years elder to us.. but this guy was sometimes bossy .. but sometimes he was cool and is cool.. :- )
Sometimes he wud flirt (he din leave his granny also). Sometimes tried to pick an argument for time pass.and then it would turn into a seriousargument(for me), but nice timepass for him.. huhh..
When it comes to ranjit, we used to fight a lottt. I remember pulling his hair and him pulling mine shouting n screaming… “Eeeeeeee”… n our moms had come to separate us… god….
When dads came home… complaints n complaints… for the next 2 days we wud hate to c each other’s face…
Many a times we did the hit and run business if angry. I wud hit him on his back and run for my life.. either to my mom or to his mom(I knew I wud be safe with her too)..
“Aunty dekho ranjit mujhe maarne aara”..
His mom wud scold him and his face wud be a sight to c.. poor guy.. rarely he wud get the chance to say what really happened. I did the same with santu too… hehhheee…
Many times he too had followed my footsteps… huh… tit for tat..
Not even a year back he managed to get my contact number n we chatted for long.. After some time, I asked in our usual language…
“kya ranjit, koi girlfriend hai kya??”
“kya preeti, tujhe maalum hai jab bhi ghar ka darwaza kholta toh tu hi rehti thi… uske baad koi nahi aayi darwaza knock karne…” (giggles)
“kyun ranjit, flirt kar raha hai kya??? Wait… once u meet I will hit u like anything…”
Both laugh…
M very desperate to meet my very very old frnd, a good frnd.
Given a chance our moms wud definitely be happy to talk to each other but my mom speaks in Kannada n his mom in Malayalam, but broken Hindi was one language they used to communicate earlier.. hehhehee….
This guy has recently played in a short film for which he was in the lead role.. its in Malayalam.
