Its the international friendship day.. what a day to remember our friends
To me a friend is who would stand by you, no matter what, right or wrong is something to think about after the need has got over.. A friend in need is a friend indeed that’s how we respect our friendship, Good friends stand by you, Right or wrong.. That is not the criteria here at the moment.. The moment is that your friend needs you and You are there.. THAT TO ME IS FRIENDSHIP…
How many people do we come across in our life, who we can ask directly how they feel rather then assume OR How many times does it happen what we See the whole world walk out and a few Walk IN FOR YOU. The people who do this are Friends.
Friends are someone who accept you the way you are, who know all your good-bad things but still are with you, They are the people who would rather be with you then be somewhere else.. and even though i think every day is friendship day.
I am proud and can honestly say I got friends almost all over the world now, I got friends with whom i have grown up , some are people whom i have not met for years gone by but I know in my heart that if need be they will be there with me. Then over the time i started to blog and now I got so many friends over blogging too, Not sure if they consider me as there friend but i surly do consider them one. I believe in one thing that we may earn millions, become rich or poor, or be someone well known.. but we are remembered by the Company we kept, and by the Grace of God I have a very beautiful company.. Each of my friends are a Jewel and I can’t live without any of them .. I sincerely believe in the saying that
Today on this Day I remember my best friend The first one I had. The only good thing to have happened to me during my school days (which were not very pretty), his name was Anup…. I can’t remember how we met, but we were in the same class and use to sit together. In our Xth class we sat in the second row, Gaganjit, Me, Anupinder, Vinney Partap Brar, Bhupi virk.
I remember the lovely days we had , driving on the Brown Vijay Super scooter on the roads of Patiala.. Him driving, me behind him, Vinney partap as third person on the poor scooter. Sometimes We had Ajay too, ajay was Anup’s younger brother. It was Mad days… The Clutch wire or the accelerator wire broke, one person held it behind.. He would shout Pull to accelerate or slow down to change the gear.. The guy behind would be doing the needful. Hilarious situations now that I think of At that Time it was weird.
The day we did not have the scooter it was the trusted ATLAS cycle, me sitting on the Danda in front and him paddling.. catching hold of the trolley behind a tractor to take a lift .. I would spend a lot of my holidays with them in patiala, sometimes he would come to stay with us in Chandigarh.
Aunty ji would make us jugs of milk shakes and Aloo paranthas..
Anup was funny if he got engrossed into reading a novel he would not move, and Me and ajay would do things to him he he he put his legs around , and stuff like that but Anup would be so busy and concentrating in the novel he would not mind. He use to be a very good basketball player.
The trips to the 22 number phatak where all the Patiala girls would come and us ogling over them.. the going to Pick a chick fast food place for a pizza or a burger, Order the food then finishing a bottle of ketchup eating it up.
I remember we had gone to Jammu and kashmir tour with our school, bad luck for Anup he was stuck with me , there were other guys who use to pick on me bullied me a lot, i use to be in hostel for some odd reason these guys challenged us to come ot there room in evening. I was a scary cat But I still remember to this Day Anup telling me We have to go , its the question of Sardari, honour we have been challenged so no matter what we have to go, i was trying to dissuade Anup into not going but he was adamant. We did go both of us against the 7 or 8 of the gang, though we got beaten up but I am really happy we made that, and thanks to Anup I also had the courage to stand up to these bully’s.
The first time we had a drink together, The time when his grandparents had gone to Canada and we painted the village Red, loud music , dancing the whole night drinking.. it was awesome. It was terrorism days, we were super humans no care in the world. Ajay our younger brother was the scapegoat when the drinks finished we would tie a turban on him, send him off to the liquor store to get some more. Dancing to some silly songs ALIBABA, Queen and stuff I bet the villagers felt what the hell was happening in the village.
My dad was quiet strict, but when I use to tell him I am going for a few days to patiala to stay with Anup he would never say no, then I would overstay without informing parents or telling them whats going on, and dad would drive all the way to patiala to look for me .
He would eat a lot, I remember once I landed in Patiala, Anup and Ajay were getting ready to go to some wedding, He was telling me to come along, I did not have a change of clothes so i was arguing with him over that, He gave me a some of his, the whole family left together but me and Anup had different ideas we had to go for a Gedi Yes on the famous Vijay super scooter, reached when it was time for food. We had our plates full.. it seemed when ever they served fresh bowl of chicken it all landed on our plates.
After my Xth class I came to Chandigarh , he stayed in Patiala,Then he went to Australia for higher studies , stayed there for six years meantime I had come to college in Chandigarh, my group of friends changed.. a lot happened in those year.. But then I heard Anup was coming back and we met after so many years .. It was back to where we had left.. Nothing had changed between us, he had just become a bit Sophisticated, Drank Scotch on the rocks, used the word MATE a lot.. :)
I came to UK to settle here .. A few years later Anup came to UK on way to Canada, he had got engaged there and was going there to get married and settle, We spent some beautiful days here in UK, going to London , Glouscester did some sight seeing, the usual getting drunk and all.
He was so knowledgeable knew a lot about World war stories, He would read so many books , I would envy him how he could manage..And the Shayari he did , he had a SHER for any occasion.. he could recite couplets from heer-ranjha , Mirza ghalib. He took so much pride in the surname MANN, He was Fond of classical and jazz music, when he had come to UK i had trouble finding a nice Jazz place .. and Yeah STEAK he loved it , I took him to a pub here to have steak his words were “This is not Steak”.. The day i landed in Vancouver for his wedding, we hired a car and he took me straight to this place where they made STEAKS “This is a STEAK” he said ..
A funny incident happened at the restaurant we had hired a two seater car, automatic, I was driving one for the first time in my life, I don’t know what it was but for some reason we could not get the key to start the engine, we fiddled around for ages, in the end we rung the company we hired from, I bet the girl at reception had a hearty laugh when she told us you have to put the car in parking and then it will start.. Made us look dumb.
He was very outgoing, each time we talked on phone he would tell me he had gone for mountain climbing or sky diving.
I got invited to his wedding, Went to Canada, for his stag do we went to a club the hilarious thing was he was so tired for some reason, he went to sleep in the club while we drank our self senseless and danced around
But when the time came to come home I have no recollection of how we managed to get home, Anup brought us back somehow, I met his beautiful wife.. The wedding party was Good I remember Dancing all the evening with him and bhabhi ji.. The highlight of the evening was when it was announced on Mic while introducing the guests and all, I was introduced as Anup’s Best friend who had come all the way from England.
One of the finest moments of my life I still remember that beautiful day…
This article is dedicated to my Best friend Anupinder Singh Mann, he is missed and will be missed always and ever.. Sadly In August 2007 My best friend passed away due to an accident while sky diving. Anup where ever you are I love you my friend, and I miss you.. there is a lot of me that was made because of you and I am very thankful to you for that. I am a better person because of you Anup.
Thank you for being there all the time, Thank you a lot.. and Happy Friendship day I prey to god that everyone has a friend like you.. Everyone deserves a good friend in there life, and you were the BEST.
Mainu Yaar mere Jaapde
Kisse Allah de Fakeer di
(Anup and me just after passing out of 10th class)