Posted: 05 July 2007 at 7:26am | IP Logged
Hi Guys...this is an old ff of mine (written 6 months ago) called "DON'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER" It is not very long, I hope u like it:
HEATHROW AIRPORT, LONDON:
An air India flight had just landed from Mumbai. Two young men arrived on this plane for a 14 day vacation in London.
They are waiting to clear customs and immigration
"Yaar, Prithvi…..yahan London mein suna hai Punjabi khana bahut achcha milta hai…."
"Angad! Tu India sey itni door sirf khana khane aaya hai…..aisa hi tha tho wahin reh jaata…."
"Prithvi, kya baat karta hai…..khali pait ghumna-firna kaise karr saktey hain?….food first then tourism!"
"Angad, let me re phrase that for you….food first….. then girls….then pubs….then may be in sab cheezon se time mila tho London darshan ho jaayengey…."
"EXZACTLY!" Angad said and they both started laughing
Angad Khanna and Prithvi Bose were childhhood friends. They had both lived together with each other since 11 years of age. Angad was an orphan, when Dilip Bose, Prithvi's dad adopted him. Since then, the two boys had done everything together. They both just graduated from IIM-Ahmedabad with a MBA degree. Dilip Bose had gifted them a trip to London as their graduation gift. Dilip's wife was deceased, so his world revolved around the two boys. Dilip was a retired high court judge and spent most of his time gardening or reading his books. Recently, he had been offered a contract to write a book for law students. He readily agreed, and that is why could not accompany the boys to London.
Angad was the more outspoken and bratty of the two. He was street smart and a complete charmer. It was rare to see him without a girl in his arms, whether it was school, college or now the real world.
Prithvi was the shy one; he let Angad do most of the talking and interaction with other people. Prithvi loved to write poetry and was a good singer too. Prithvi had never dated any girls yet. Angad made fun of him, "Prithvi, looks like you will die a virgin!….learn to have fun man!" Prithvi ignored most of Angad's outrageous comments as he knew Angad was good at heart and if need be, would sacrifice his life for Prithvi.
Angad was indebted to the Bose's for adopting and giving him the opportunity to get a good education. He still remembered how Dilip Bose had rescued him from the Juvenile court and taken him to his house. The only memory of his own family was that his dad was always drunk and abused his mom. Angad had run away from home at the age of 8 years and gotten involved in criminal activities like stealing, pick pocketing, and cheating people. A few months later, after he ran away, he heard that his father had died of liquor poisoning and mother had committed suicide soon afterwards. Angad's battle with the law continued after his parent's death till one day, he was rescued by the kind hearted Dilip bose. Angad was initially introduced into the Bose family to help out as part-time domestic help and attend school simultaneously.
Prithvi and Angad had a tough time bonding. They were poles apart in their personalities and outlook towards life, but that is what probably brought them close to each other. The turning point in their relationship was the death of Prithvi's mother, when he was only 12. Prithvi had a major breakdown after her death; he even became violent and abusive towards others. No one had ever seen Prithvi like that before-he was the perfect, obedient son that every one was envious of.
Angad, who had experienced worse things in life, helped Prithvi deal with that crisis. Dilip realized that Angad was a strong person from inside and would be a good influence on Prithvi in the long run. Since then, he treated both the boys equally and helped pay for all their education in the best of schools. Dilip Bose adopted Angad legally, as his son. Angad refused to change his last name, though.
"Chachaji, main jab tak Khanna surname se juda rahoonga, I will always remember where I came from and I never won't to forget what I was!" He even called Dilip "chachaji," as his memories of his dad were all negative, and he would rather address Dilip without remembering his alcoholic and abusive father.
Angad had a sharp brain and it did not take him time to catch up to Prithvi's level. They both went into engineering and then completed their MBA from one of the most prestigious business schools in India.
After clearing immigration, they were waiting for their bags to arrive at the baggage claim. Angad was getting restless; he hated waiting in lines, "main zara ghoom karr aata hoon…zara yahan ka real estate check karr ke aata hoon….."
Prithvi smiled, "matlab ladkiyan check karne ja raha hai?"
"I would like to get a headstart….you know I don't like to waste time in these matters"
Angad roamed around for a while and then came back. He found Prithvi staring at a girl across the baggage claim carousel. She was struggling to free her bag from one of the edges of the carousel.
Angad snapped his fingers, "Hello…hello…kahan kho gaye?"
"OH….lagta hai uska bag phans gaya hai…..kahan ki hogi yeh ladki?"
"Mujhey kya pata?….Indian lagti hai….yahin rehti hogi London mein"
"Naa…I think London ghoomney aayai hai" Angad said as he checked her out from top to bottom.
"Kapdon se tho yahin ki lagti hai….you know….look at the way she is dressed" Prithvi retorted
"Yaar, kapdey tho aaj kal India ki ladkiyan bhi sabsey modern pehnthi hai…gaye wo salwar kameez ke din…chal aisa kartey hein poonch karr aatey hain…..."
"Nahin…yaar…rehney de" Prithvi said shyly
"C'mon man….OK 100 rupees….or rather 10 pounds ki shart" Angad said and walked towards the girl, who was still struggling to free her bag.
"Let me help you…." Angad intervened and pulled out her bag from the carousal
'Thanks…." The girl said
"Mention not….parr yeh bataayie….aap kahan ki hain?"
"What? Aap se matlab?" she sounded a little annoyed at the stranger's over friendliness
"Wo…mera dost….wo jo wahan khada hai…" Angad pointed towards Prithvi, who was trying his best, to hide his face from embarrassment, "uski aur meri 10 pounds ki shart lagi hai…wo kehta hai aap London mein rehne wali hain aur main kehta hoon aap India mein hi rehti hain aur yahan ghoomney aayi hain….that's the only reason I ask"
The girl could not help smiling at this stranger's frankness, "well, main Mumbai mein rehti hoon, yahan ghoomney aayi hoon…..mere dad bhi aaye hain mere saath…wo cart lene gaye hain….thanks…nice to meet you….."
"Ek minute….ek minute, mere dost se bhi mil lee jiye….I would like him to know that I have won the bet.."
Angad gestured Prithvi to join them. Prithvi was reassured when he saw that the girl was still standing there and was not ready to kill them.
"Yeh….Prithvi Bose hai…mera sab sey achcha dost….actually mera bhai hai…ladkiyon se bahut darta hai…." Angad introduced Prithvi.
'Hello…..aap Angad ki baton mein mat aayie….yeh tho aise hi bak-bak karta hai…."
"Main bak-bak karta hoon?….OK insey poonch lee jiye ki shart kaun jeeta hai?" Angad pointed towards the girl, who could not help smiling at the interaction between the 2 friends.
"Prithviji, aapkey dost shart jeet gaye hain…."
Prithvi looked at Angad, "wo tho jeet ni hi thi…."
"Kyon?" Angad asked innocently
"Kyonki….ladkiyon ke maamley mein tu zyada experienced hai…." Prithvi replied shyly
"Waise….aap ko kaise pata chala?" the girl asked curiously
"Seedhi si baat hai…..London ki ladkiyan zyada workout wagarah karti hain tho unkey muscles zyada strong hotey hain….hamari Hindustani ladkiyan zara naazuk hoti hain….tabhi aap bag nahin utha saki…"
The girl's facial expression changed from a friendly smile to a cold stare, "Bye…Mr Angad and Prithvi…..NICE TO MEET YOU BOTH …good luck with your 10 pounds!!…." She stomped off.
"Arre….miss…apna naam tho bata te jaaiye…" Angad called from behind
"Angad…tu bhi….kya soch raho hogi wo?" Prithvi pulled Angad back
"why are you so worried about her, Prithvi? Sochney de jo sochna hai…..let's go ….hamare bags aa rahey hain…."
….to be continued…
Edited by bheegi - 28 July 2007 at 6:01am