Overzealous

Hi to all whoever is making efforts to read this stuff. Actually in my past postings, I have mentioned about my school life which was quite dear to me. I introduced to you many characters and situations. Today also I won’t disappoint you, something from my school days is been served on the platter. I’ m really sorry for those who just stumble upon my blog. The plot and background will be unclear. I won’t be giving any introduction. And those people who actually read my stuff earlier too, thank you very much. Though your comments are valuable, please spend them for goodness sake.

These days suddenly the wind has changed its direction, I m hoping good from the future. The days are mirthful and soul is jaunty. Of’ course physical distance matters but if hearts are connected then it increases your love and joy. If you find a person whose mirror to you for your deeds then enthusiasm go the acme. I don’t expect anything from anyone as you all know and again working on a theory of just do it (thanks to nike for the slogan). So I felt some warmness of somebody’s heart and again alive as a PHOENIX, rising from ashes.

Sorry for details lapse and I do agree that different people will have different feeling on that day. And as living in a democratic country I have right to publish my mind.

Let me take you to a scenario where son of a middle class Indian family got his farewell coming and hails from not so rich family. He asks for a suit in a casual way to his mother and she says you’re too young to have one. You will grow soon and spending 1500-1700 rupees for one event is not good idea. This is been said to him three months prior to the event. And as he understood the situation he didn’t pressed upon the fact and moved on.

The evening just before the farewell, he was at Mr.Cool’s house and they were thinking what to do. Next day they had a big day and one night was not enough to get the situation done. On the invitation itself it was very clear that boys should be in suits, party had rules. This wasn’t a good for them as girls can get their mother’s best saree, which can fit them very well. But if boys going to wear them (father’s suit) they will like carry tents for their adventure trip.

It was special day and day becomes extra special when you are in love with somebody. It was a drastic situation two growing men want to leave an impression on the final day of the school. They were just not able think. They both were too lean to even try. The confusion led to a discussion and discussion invited so many people to join.

Mr.Cool’s family was an enthusiastic Christian family who were more convened about their ward’s presentation, although they were also not in a situation to buy one for him. Suddenly one man’s entry the Mr.BDB ( BullDog Beard). He suggested why they don’t make a mark on the people there. And coincidently both chaps had the same goal, things went interesting.  After a huge talk, the crowd decided they should wear some Indian ethnic wear that day and carry it respectfully. Their innocent hearts were optimistic. Mr.BDB taught kids how put a dhoti(Indian ethnic wear) and designed a look for him. Mr.Cool was marked to wear a Maroon Pathani Suite with a black jacket.

The young eyes were shining, he carried the stuff to his home and as he was from western part of India, called rajasthan, his parents were amazed to see their kids connection to the homeland. They encouraged him whole night; they took the camera out and took some pictures. At that point of time the kid realized what actually his parents missed as these years. At a happy note that family went to the bed.

Next Day.

    He wasn’t an early bird, and felt missing his early worms. So got little messed up, still there were two hours to go and he decided to go back at the same place where everything started, Mr.Cool’s house. AS soon he reached his house carrying all the stuff on his Hero Puch, he found nobody is at house but himself Mr.Cool.  He was in the bathroom doing rarest of proceedings at that point of time.

As he entered the room, which was quite messed up already, found some packet laying as if its priority. He was too excited to believe that anything in the world is called surprise. The shower was over and a freshly shaved lad was in towel and asked how he is been. Even then nothing was revealed.

So he moved toward s the packet and opened it. There lies the magic; it was like pupil widening show. So there came a problem, now he is the only student without a suit in the farewell. But how come one friend can cheat another one. He said what you got brother; kid said nothing he was sticking to the idea of rajasthani dress. He explained how last night Mr.Cool’s family didn’t find it a good idea. Some prestige issues came and how they were lucky enough to get it in the morning itself. The shoulders got dropped.

Suddenly Mr.Cool presented a thought; he said will it be fine with you, if we can get a suit for you. Kid said that he would anything to get it done. He took to his aunt’s house and there his late uncle’s old suits were there. It was like a treasure trunk full of cloths. Amazing, all were too large then suggestion came why you don’t get one jacket on jean, American’s find it formal.  There was no time to think; idea accepted. They reached back home and got prepared and ultimately done.

It was almost nine thirty that all the friends were gathered. They had a small photo session and felt very enthusiastic about being together. All faces were as bright as sun and as shiny as diamond. They started their way to the grand finale.

By this time, everyone had started complementing each other and also misstating that how girls would look. Every young man had one idol to look forward. They were all capering and their hearts were twinkling.

 The school.