Ok kids now describe VD in detail!!!

I am one of those who might just open fire in a crowded street, blow the smoke of my gun in style and walk down the street unbothered while the whole world runs for safety. I am one of those who would run a sports car on three, stop with only slamming of brakes, get down to see if the metallic paint has developed a scratch but then when it comes to letting go good friends in my life, I become as mushy and soft as those huge teddy bears lined up on the rack of any Archie’s store. I become as emotional as a newly crowned Miss World when I come to know that a good friend of mine is parting ways with me. Jo bhi ho, the child like feeling is indispensable I feel like throwing my arms and legs up in the air and cry like a kid who has been forced out of the bed just because he hasn't peed before he went to the bed. I feel like the kid whose favorite toy has been snatched just because he has a lot of math homework to complete. I feel like the kid who wants to still cuddle up under the arms of its mother and feel secure as ever. I know I do sound feminish or should I say kiddish but then that’s the way it is. A few losses in life can render you feeling all soft inside like the wet sand which when stepped upon leaves a big foot mark. Now don't you call me a kid because I am a mature adult as I have a demat account of my own. I have invested in the booming Indian Share market and I wear a black tie and leather shoes to work every day.

I guess I have spoken enough about myself now for this friend of mine whose pseudo name I cannot decide upon. I have options 1) Garfield (Courtesy SYL ;)) 2) Matilda 3) VD. I guess the last one seems to the best because it sounds closer to this friend of mine. People say that old friends are always replaced by new ones but I firmly believe that this is so not possible in life. Each friend of mine has been special and unique and they are so not replaceable. I could never replace my dad nor can I replace any friend of mine. I share a special bond with each one of them and especially if a friend of yours has a smile that makes you feel good and happy about things then it’s just worth remembering her.

Now VD turns out to be a female friend of mine whom I have known for more than a year now and it so happens that she has the best smile around. Oh yes she smiles like a cartoon of the first order and would easily land up with a job of bugs bunny on Cartoon network if she had to replace one. Over this one year that I have know her I have developed a very animated bond with her and in lieu of that I guess VD, you an me need to exchange a few love notes as well :P

--First one for the food-I am goanna miss you and your cubicle a lot. My last message to you on your whiteboard still remains there. I am going to miss the muffins that you bought me. I can still smell them (guess I would have been a dog, last birth). I mean the taste still lingers in my mouth and I need more :(

--Whom will I bet with in Fidelity :( BTW don't you owe me a lunch??? :) For loosing the bet. I know you'll snap back saying I promised you a lunch date for which you invited yourself but then do you remember something I am a poor man and you owe me something. Now let me make this as formal and as polite as possible. VD, correct me if I am wrong and spank me if I am lying. Did you give back 350 bucks that you owe me??? ;) buy me a lunch instead :) On second thoughts I guess I can still sponsor that meal for ya because anyway in the end it will be me whom you'll offer to finish it off.

--On whose cubicle wall will I slide my chin and make an entry so stealthy :(. I will miss your bottle and not to forget your phone. You need to give me something of yours before you leave fidelity (how about the phone?? :)) and don't you change the personalized settings that I have done on your phone! It’s for to remind you of me every time and call me at the press of a button. A symbolic way of saying. I am just a call away when you need me provided my number does not change.

--You know how much I love to teach what I know; I guess it’s too late for it. I'll never be able to teach you the strumming patterns for the chords that I learnt :( BTW... Weren’t you going to donate for the "new guitar" fund of mine ;) and yes I still have your plectrum which you gave it to me when I first started learning the guitar :). Tera Ashirwaad mere saath hain VD!

--I'll miss discussing my favourite songs on the radio because there won’t be any one to know them or guess them as you do. Radio city, I’ll never listen to this after you’ve gone and what about those funny, wacky, naughty messages that we used to compose with the song dedications every other night and what about the old hits that I used to dedicate to you every other day when you dressed like some old bollywood character of the 70's and 80's. I know SYL is still there as a scape goat for all these but it’s not the same. :(

-- And you know you promised me an outing in Bangalore too!! Me, you and SYL. And what about the resume format that you promised you'll send and that article that I have cut out for you from the news paper and VD have you heard of the band "Five for fighting". And what about the CD that I promised I'll give and and and and... Oh there are just too many things that I wanted to tell you but now I jus feel like a sad Calvin sitting lonely just because Hobbes hadn't informed him before leaving. I am never goanna send those comic strips to u.:-/

But I guess you just got to get on with your future prospects and show the world the sensible and adorable soul you are. I wish you all the best and pray that you get to meet all those South Indian cute guys that you always wanted to meet. The Rajanaickams (bobby darlings), Palini Swamis and Kandaswamies. :) Since u wanted to marry a south India. :) I wish so many of them that you find it tough to decide upon one of them. BTW do you know I talk Tamil too... ;) I wish that your passions for flying objects comes true and you get to fly to new lands, undiscovered places and the road less traveled. I pray for a lot of adventurous, joyful outings in future for you and hope you u enjoy each one of them.

And I am telling you better keep in touch with me else you’ll miss my good night hugs and the roar of this lion :) (Croak!) – That was to neutralize my egoistic forgetfulness of my own modesty.

Oops I don’t have a photo of yours too :( . That’s perfectly ok I guess I ll upload some comic characters' face with this blog to impersonate you. :D

Juke Box: When I see you smile- by Bad English (This one’s for you VD).