BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER

Hi friends,

Here is a memory about a person from whom I have learned to stand up against all hurdles for our dear ones.

It was a beautiful day after summer holidays. It was after school, I was walking in the corridors with my friends, I saw a boy who was talking to a girl. The boy was short with very small poking hair and the girl was a little tall compared to him. The boy was holding some books in his hand. We were curious of what they were doing and sneaked by the intersection of corridors. He removed a long white page from one of his books and was asking her to just read it. She read through I guess all of it. Then she slapped him and walked away furiously. The boy crying loudly ran towards boy’s room. I was upset seeing how girls treat boys and wanted to console him. This is when I walk into the boy’s room and console the guy In a heroic manner. I asked him to calm down and told him that she would someday understand his love and get back to him. Then I took the page from his hands and started reading. After reading from it I was shocked. It was no ordinary love letter. He wrote the letter to the girls elder sister who was one year ahead of us in school. I then decided that this guy can never survive alone in this world and there started our eternal friendship. That’s Chas.

I wish if this is how I met Chandrahass.

Coming back to normal he is a weird person from my memories. Though I have different opinions now, I am quite sure that this is what I thought of him before we were friends.

This was from my school days. For every class there are seven sections. I was into F section; we were all Telugu first language students.

Whenever I got together with guys from 'c' section I used to observe a guy , he was rather very odd, never laughed, looked seriously all the time and mostly stared at me. I thought he was creepy , this happened many times and I arrived to the conclusion that there is some problem with him. My schooling came to an end and he was the least of all with whom, I would be glad to meet thereafter.

I had a good friend from 'c' section named Anil. It happened that Anil was my intermediate classmate and we used to hang out a lot. I was not aware of the fact that the weirdo was one of best friends of anil. It happened one day that we were on a bus back home, suddenly at a bus stop the weird guy gets on to the bus and starts talking to anil and one of my good friend’s shyam. Then Anil formally introduced us. I did not even care to remember his name (I often pretend to remember names but I don’t). I never even tried to talk to him, because somehow I’ve decided that he is not worth it. There was always awkward silence whenever he was around. It was suffocating. This happened many times during my 2 years of intermediate.

Now these were my first days of engineering college. He is in the same class as I am, still I do not know his name. He was also in the same college bus I was. No signs of changes in him and also were no changes in my views about him.

Though I am a fun loving person, I never liked the idea of being ragged. I thought it was uncivilized for strangers to pick on us. To escape from being ragged I started to act as if I were very sensitive and suicidal. During ragging I was often being put together with this same person. He also used to be reserved and sensitive. I remember one day one of the senior’s said this to both of us

“Why are you always so sad, it’s not like you are going to die, Get lost from here”.

Now this is where it all started. I was very competitive and active in the classes then, often resulting in my answering to most of questions in classes. People had felt that I was good at studies. One day this weird guy walks to me in the break time and asks me whether if I could help in trying to understand mathematics. I was really surprised to see how polite he was and there was a childish innocence in his voice. All my former opinions on him were shattered by that one smile he gave to me when I agreed to help him (while writing this sentence I was emotionally moved). I asked him to come by my house to do some studying. He did not show up at my house but did show up in a hospital, he was operated for appendicitis. After he returned to college I used to talk to him. Somehow we’ve come closer. I used to tease him all the time often hurting him, but he never complained. He has become so close to me that I used to always shield him in everything even if it was uncalled. One day Nikhil mentioned something he has been observing about me, that I always try to defend Chandrahass even if it is unnecessary. This is when I realised that he was just not a friend but a younger brother to me.

Always with that cute smile he has made a residence in my heart. Though he is in a different continent now, a single day does not pass by without remembering him.

Cheers to our friendship.

Well friends that was Chandrahass.

Here are some Funny names of Chandrahass

Chandrahass- Pitiki, Don.

Bye for now and I will be right back with a new memory,

Coming up -- Pitiki controversy

Love you all.