Wednesday, October 18, 2006

An old buddy

I met an old buddy this day. I know it's not a highly creative way to start a log. But this a log right. So I thought, for a change I would directly get into the core, instead of beating about the bush.

Max, my old college buddy and my team mate dropped by this morning. Suddenly out of the blues. Well I was surprised but more than that I felt really happy. I mean to see a familiar face among new unfamiliar ones. It always feels good.

I really don't know what kinda relationship I had with Max. We were clearly more than friends. He was my practice partner during Judo camps. I can say I was his mentor of sorts. I taught him a lot about college, wrestling and maybe a little bit of life too. Well that would definitely create a bond between us that's much more than friendship. Anyway I saw him. He has gained a few pounds. Brought him to my room. Had the usual friends chat, talking about college days and other stuff. Life has sure turned serious after our college days.

Well I went with him to the bus stand to see him off. He's hitting the big time so to speak, career-wise that is. He's gonna fly to Dubai next month or so to join a construction company over there. But this afternoon he had to catch a bus to his current nest. Thirunalveli. Anyone been to Chennai will know the Moffussil bus terminal. It has got a vast lobby, high ceilings and all the usual big station stuff.

We had lunch from there. Then I walked with him to his bus. I hugged him. Looked into his eyes. I could sense a tinge of sadness in em. My eyes were covered with my dark sun glasses. So my emotions weren't betrayed. I exchanged the usual pleasantries with him and the usual crap like keeping in touch etc...

I walked back. Looking up onto the ceiling of that bus terminal I suddenly had this hollow feeling inside me. As if i'm suddenly left alone. I walked back, all the while thinking that this could be the last time I see this buddy of mine. He's gonna go his way. End up somewhere. Somewhere else in this vast world. Even though people say that our world is getting smaller. For me the world is still a huge place where we can easily get lost. Well I only hope that Max or me or for that case anyone, shouldn't get lost in the crossroads that form the fabric of this world. Crossroads formed from the bye products of our continual shift towards a pragmatic existence.

I hope for the best as we humans are not pessimists by nature..............

3 comments:

MAXWELL said...

Hmmmmmm.............. thats something called refreshing and kinda memories. Old buddies!!!!!! and when you see or read about what they have written about you and that too in such realistic way, its makes me so happy and tears of joy rolls down from my eyes. Hey les (Leslinder)hats off for you mate.

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Max said...

Today, 21/4/12 felt like going through the title "An Old Buddy". My friends around me at the work station started speaking about writing in blogs, and after showing the piece of example, the blog which was written in my name, they all were so F______ impressed that they pledged that they will start blogging.