“Sankat! Why don’t you get a shave? You better get a shave otherwise
there will be a new in the paper that a young man got a slip due to his beard
under the feet and had to lose his life due to brain haemorrhage.” Ganpat made
fun of Sankat.
“What benefit I will get out of that yaar. Even after shaving I am going
to be the same Sankat and by the way it’s just two months. Ultimately I will
have to get it done before exams.”
“Ganpat is right in a way dear! You should look smart so that you may be
a benevolent of some gorgeous girl before your civil exams.” Madhusudan teased
Sankat.
“Yaar I don’t think that good looks and dressings are the things which
attract girls. People say that girls are quite patient and intelligent in
choosing their partners. Because of this quality of selecting there used to
swaymvars in India from the ancient times. Parents used to be confident that
their girl will surely select the best contestant and if she failed she had to
suffer. From those timings they got trained this sophisticated art of selecting
Mr. Right.”
“Whatever you are telling is absolutely true, but look and youthfulness
is the thing which is visible initially dear, so what’s wrong in living with
some style and fashion and you are having good looks why not to enjoy it?”
Madhusudan expressed.
“Bro I have heard that there is a rule in science according to which
opposite things attract each other while likes repel. Girls are delicate and
fragile & soft-spoken. Wearing good dresses, doing makeup, looking good and
expecting praise of their appearance is their hobby. So it’s easier for them to
get attracted towards a person Living rough and tough with manly voice, simple
attitude.”
“In which age you are living Sankat? These things might have been
applicable in some age, but are irrelevant now. Now the whole world believes
and lives in fashion. Every where there is marketisation and bliss, no one sees
for simple and straight forward people like you in fact people target folly on
simple persons like you. The girls will not be able to recognise your values
and virtues in flash of all this as sharp vision is needed for that and vision
is always blurred in such circumstances. I am dam sure that at first instance
you will fail in screening itself.” Picture of Shruti appeared by itself in front
of Ganpat while saying this.
What a lovely days they were. In college life everybody wants to look
good so he too used to go well dressed and properly trimmed but didn’t use to
cajole with the girls. The misunderstanding in the bus, his smartness dignity
and self respect had helped him to win Shruti. That’s why whatever he was
speaking was being said from the depth of the hart and was rich with
experience.
“I am ok with failing in the screening of girls’ swayamvar, let it be.
Once I get selected, all the screening will be at one side and brightness of my
success and promising life will be at other.
All the beauty queens will line up for me and I will have to select one
from them.”
“What a thing you have said!! Great! Normally it is told that nothing can
be said for fate of a man and character of a woman. And fate is achieved
through hard work, which you certainly ensure through your efforts. Bravo!!”
Madhusudan praised.
“Madhusudan I did not know that you also think the same manner as the
others do for woman’s character. This seems ridiculous from your side!” Ganpat
expressed his unhappiness on the comment.
“Please correct me if I am wrong but Ganpat bhai, but you will also agree
that girls always weigh the bank balance & wallet before choosing someone
as life partner. It doesn’t impact much whether you tell the naked truth in the
old style or modern one and that is – money and woman don’t stay for long time
at the same place for long they keep on trying for better owner.” Madhusudan
expressed firmly.
“Are yar, how much you people stretch a thing? It seems that you will not
stop singing ballades for ladies. “Sankat was annoyed.
“Are yar why shouldn’t we be happy by talking for the things we don’t
get? What’s wrong in that? What will better suit to wipe out the roughness and
harshness of life that the juicy and delicious subject like woman. Asgar could
not stop himself from joining the discussion.”
“You are absolutely right Asgar. This Sankat may become a saint, why
should we ruin our life.” Ganpat blinked his eyes teasing Sankat.
“kabab and shabab these two things are there in life, and presently we
can just think of shabab,if someone wants to stop us from dreaming then its big
crime. Asgar made mockery of Sankat.
“Fine, do whatever you wish. But please leave me. And for your
satisfaction I will get my beard shaved on Saturday as exams are starting from
Sunday.”
Everybody had a satisfaction on face except Sankat.
Paramveer had been called by her mother. His father has got a heart
attack. He had to go to Noida in emergency. Probably he will have to take care
of business of his father. He was telling something like this, but at the same
time wanted to complete his PG, when it’s just a matter of three months. He is
having this much time for living the life on his own terms. After this his hand
and foot will be bound with the golden chains and though process will also get
sluggish because of these boundaries. Madhusudan has evaluated his futuristic
life like this.
Whatever it is, let it be. There is another change too and that is –
Sankat has got an interview call. He and his father are quite happy for this.
According to his father the real battle is going to start now. This is tough
time for him as well as his father so he has gone to his father to take some
tips and his blessings.
Asgar got tears in his eyes after hearing about success of Sankat. He was
happy about Sankat’s success and his own half success had created distress
which is really difficult to express. He had cleared prelims but could not
appear for mains as his father passed away at the time of exam and he had to go
to attend the rituals. He is remembering the promise made to his father’s soul
that he will achieve his goal at any cost and make his father’s soul proud of
him.
Ganpat is also engaged in prepration of MAT. He has not left any
difference between day and night in this. As he is from arts background
cracking CAT is difficult for him. He is well aware that he cannot spend much
time in studies now and his father is getting tired. He has to fetch a job as
early as possible. His father has promised him that he will do whatever
possible for his only son but he doesn’t want give him much stress now.
Whenever Shambhu gets tired his better half Bhagvati massages his shoulders and
feet with Luke warm oil as if she would be making him remember that – ‘With
these strong shoulders only he had been rowing the boat of family, may be they
have got old but they have not lost their strength; just keep some patience.
Very soon our Son will start fulfilling his responsibilities.’ And then sleeps
keeping her head in his lap as it had been place of assurance for her from
ever. Reliance and support of each other is rowing their family slowly and
gradually.
Madhusudan is not in condition of doing anything presently. He has got
totally confused. He decided not to appear in prelims as he was not confident
about his preparation for it and will appear when he will become confident for
the same. He had to hear a lot from his father for this cowardice act – “my
spine has started bending with the efforts I am making for family and you are
not able to get prepared for the exams-what a casual approach this is? You have
crossed limits of casualness. The expenses on your studies have gone in vain.”
His eyes got wet hearing all this. He had seen this toughness first time on him
from his father. His father used to believe a lot and suddenly this? May be his
up-coming retirement would have made him feeble. He has understood the seriousness
of circumstances. He had also made firm mind that soon he will achieve some
thing.
Today all the five friends have passed with flying colours. Sankat has
gone to Civil Lines for praying Hanumanji. All are waiting for delicious
laddus. A miser like Ashok Bhai has waived off the rent for next month for all
of them. He is sure that his Hostel will become a reputed place now and people
will stay in queue for geting a room with him. With Sankat’s voice the waiting
period got an end and everybody rushed for the sweets.
“Are yaar, today I am very happy. Do you know where I had been today?”
“Where?” Everybody asked together with curiosity.
“I had been to Gangey’s room. Shree Harvansh Rai Bacchan had stayed in
his room for some days.”
“Really? Well where did he used to leave and how did you come to know
this?”
“Room No. 51, Sir Sundarlal Hostel. He himself was telling that he had
stayed there with his friend for some days when he was student. And another
peculiarity is that he also writes poetry and is fond of literature.”
“And how did he come to know about this?”
“He was told by his seniors in the hostel.”
“And how did they know this?”
“They heard for their seniors.”
“Okk.. so this is a belief of people.”
“May be. But this may be true too. Overall he had studied from here
itself and he played role of bridge between English and Hindi department with
Firak Gorakhpuri.”
“Everybody wants be entangled with some celebrity somehow, it’s not a new
thing. May be Gangeya also....”
“It’s more than enough. Don’t say a word if you don’t know about
something.”Sankat told seriously.
“Leave it yaar. Why to stretch such things? Have Laddus and enjoy.”
Ganpat suggested everybody.
Madhusudan and Asgar nodded and the situation became normal with one
round of laddus.
Tomorrow Paramveer will have to leave so everybody has gathered in his
room to spend time with him. Everybody was trying to keep the moment light by
remembering the good moments spent together. Is togetherness so heavy that
people have to make the moment light, probably not. Moments are good or bad if
given chance they evaporate faster than petrol and if treasured in the heart
then creep slowly and touch your delicacy and run the cycle of tears again and
again. So ultimately it depends on you and your nature and the type of
adjustment you do with them.
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