Bachpan ki Mohabbat

1 छोटा बच्चा था... बड़ी शरारत करता था ...उसकी चोरी पकड़ी जाती... :) :P

I'll tell you a very cute किस्सा today. This is a story of one of my bestttttessstttt and very very cute friend :) When he was 5 years old, he had an equally cute girl-friend (friend who was a girl) with whom he used to play daily. Then the summer vacations came and the girl went to his nanaji's place. Mr Cute started missing Ms Pretty. He spent the evenings alone at home...without playing. तन्हाई तन्हाई ...मीलों तक फैली हुई तन्हाई :(
When Ms Pretty returned, Mr Cute was so overwhelmed with joy...उसकी ख़ुशी का तो ठीकाना ही नहीं रहा .
He had recently learned how to write and was proud of his achievement...being able to make his own words and scribble it over paper. So, our hero decides to write a letter expressing how he missed her, a small letter on a small sized paper...छोटे packet में बड़ा धमाल . And he runs to her house shouting 'पोस्टमेन आया पोस्टमेन आया' and drops the letter in the letter box.

The letter is picked by the girl's mother and...and...and.....पूरे मौहल्ले में बात फ़ैल गयी that hero ने heroine को luv letter लिखा है :D :D
One didi came to him and asked 'letter likha hai??? bata naa...kya likha???' Then did he realize की कुछ तो अजब कारनामा कर दिया है महाशय ने :D:D
he gained a different identity at the age of 5....wow!!! what a hero :)
one fine day, his chacha came home and very sweetly asked the boy in front of his mom...क्या लैटर लिखा है पास वाली लड़की को??? The super-mom turned towards his son and gave 'that' look to the lad and...satakkkkkkkk!!!!! Yeah...that was a slap :P

Ofcourse, my cute friend does not remember any extensions to the story.

But ya, after 20 odd years, when he went to see a girl (Ya...ladki dekhna wala 'see a girl'), he did something...such that as soon as he left, the girl's dadi came स्मिलिंग to her and with immense interest asked her "तुजे चिट्ठी दे कर गए हैं क्या???"

:)

What did he do???

He gave the girl a small ...very small piece of paper...his visiting card...and scribbled his mail id and phone numbe over it :P

Abb purani aadat hai...aasani se to nahi jaegi naa :P

So, this is a story of ma best friend. Any guesses who is he???

M not well...Yippieee :)

I am suffering with Chicken Pox...Thank God for that :)
What??? U really think m crazy???
Unhu Unhu...plz read on.

Well...how about i ask my boss "Hey bossy, i wont work for 10 days...i need a freaking break!!!!"
Unh...i dont think i know his answer...the point is...i wont be able to ask that 1st of all. This sickness has made me realize how workaholic i have become..and believe me, it's a sad feeling.
So here comes my bro for rescue...hey di, do any godamn thing in world, but plz...STOP THINKING ABOUT WORK. ok. I'll follow it. n hey...m relieved :) n m happy :)

Or let me imagine...i walk up home from work one fine day and tell ravi..."I don wanna cook n clean...JUST FOR 10 SWEET DAYS" and throw a filthy smile @ him :-) :-D :-P
Noooooo...it's difficult to imagine...again, m8 be ravi accepts this happily bcoz i know he loves me, or m8 be he gets annoyed (love is not everything in life after all :P)... i cant imagine his reaction, again the point is....i cant do that!!

Or how many time does that happen that mom calls me and tells "Meri Pyarai Bitiya...abb kaisi hai???" Yeah i know that's the way my name is stored on their cells 'Pyari Bitiya' , but how many times actually do i hear it in in words :):)

So, i thank god for blessing me with this sickness which has not left me bedridden, alongside has given me enough time to njoy, watch movies, have good food, do surfing all day long, read whatever i like, chat for the entire day, receive calls from all over the world... :):):)
Its good to feel important, wanted, the focus of somebody's (read everybody's) life, to get so much of attention, care, love.

Aaah!!! m blessed :)
But Sonal correctly said yestday "इंसान कभी भी खुश नहीं रेहता!"
So God! here i am praying ... Thanks for making my life heaven for all these days.
But please, please recover me soon. I wanna go out, feel weather, see the world, take a bath and feel fresh, and most of all...hug ravi, put my head on his shoulder and talk to him. It's hard...really hard to shoo him away :)