Prakash (Age : controversial, say 25 - 35 :D ), single, is an accountant by profession and is a Manglorean gaav vala whose family is currently settled in Mumbai. A simple guy, ....well, too simple n straightforward to be true. Hey prakash dont kill me - when i saw "punjab power - Sharukh" in "Rab ne bana di jodi - the first face that flashed in my mind was yours...) -bhaiyya, dance pe chance mar lo... :D
Par mera dosth mere se bahuth gussa mein tha, till today afternoon - pucho kyu?,
The story began sometime back in middle of 2007, I was looking out for a room to stay in Dubai and had almost dropped the plan when one friend who had agreed to move in with me quit for family reasons. By that time we had finalized a good flat in Qusais for sharing, owned by a 'gentleman' named Rahees. Qusais is a place prone to less traffic and easily accessible from any place in Dubai or Sharjah. So after 2-3 days I got a call from Mr. Rahees, that the room was still vacant and one Manglorean guy was interested if he could share the rent with another. I agreed and made a call to Prakash's phone..., and so with a little chit chat we agreed to move in together. We settled quickly and to be frank, he had to endure my antics for almost an year.
An emotional guy with deep regrets that he had to leave his parents and relatives for a living in this faraway desert...not very happy about his job, but fiercely loyal to his commitments.
Par mera dosth mere se bahuth gussa mein tha, till today afternoon - pucho kyu?,
The story began sometime back in middle of 2007, I was looking out for a room to stay in Dubai and had almost dropped the plan when one friend who had agreed to move in with me quit for family reasons. By that time we had finalized a good flat in Qusais for sharing, owned by a 'gentleman' named Rahees. Qusais is a place prone to less traffic and easily accessible from any place in Dubai or Sharjah. So after 2-3 days I got a call from Mr. Rahees, that the room was still vacant and one Manglorean guy was interested if he could share the rent with another. I agreed and made a call to Prakash's phone..., and so with a little chit chat we agreed to move in together. We settled quickly and to be frank, he had to endure my antics for almost an year.
An emotional guy with deep regrets that he had to leave his parents and relatives for a living in this faraway desert...not very happy about his job, but fiercely loyal to his commitments.
Movies are his weakness (head over heels about Vidya Balan) and being an avid music lover, he enjoyed all my playlists, be it old malayalam songs, MLTR or even Akon...but had one condition - he would listen to a song of his choice after all my preferred songs - luckily for him i used to stay in the room only briefly - and without doubt the song he chooses every single time after browsing the computer exhaustively would be " tere bina zindagi se koyeeee shikwaaaa...tho naheeee, shikwaaa naheee...............................
i hoped and hoped....but he was obsessive compulsive about this particular song...how many times, i cant remember, but seeing him peacefully enjoying it, i had no other choice than listening to it for the 637th time before we finally parted...
he hated me for abandoning him...but i had given him ample warning that i would be leaving - by that time we had moved to another place and we stumbled upon a strange house owner - one of the strangest guys i ever came upon in all my life - Mr. shereef, (The name has nothing to do with his character) i think we need to build a strategically placed memorial on his name in some public restroom - this guy was so unbearable that no sane person could stay with him a single day...Prakash, in spite of being 17 times humbler than me could never stand him and his crookedness....i had tried each and every trick learned at the art of living sessions...to understand his shereefness and to be compassionate....but miserably failed - and was forced to say it straight on shereef's face one fine day, that he find someone else to share, & i moved to my sisters place and never worried about traffic since then :)...i LOVVVEE traffic...
Prakash moved to another room, but soon stopped all communications...it was only today afternoon that we really made up...and thanks to anlal for confusing him 360 degrees in chats by pretending that he was me - forwarded excerpt of today's loong chat:
...............
Prakash: ha....a.....a.....a....a
me: howz ur busines
10:56 AM Prakash: slow & PARSONS ??? good or bad
me: i m not in parsons
Prakash: u r
me: deep is in parsons
Prakash: y bcoz u r deep not anlal
me: hehe
10:57 AM i told 100 times..bhayyaa i m anlal
Prakash: no uncle u r deep
me: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Prakash: anlal hardly use to talk to me
10:58 AM me: no
Prakash: u know he is bit reserved type
me: i m always talking to u i m not
Prakash: no still i say u r deep
10:59 AM me: no my dear i m anlal deep is reserved
Prakash: ok dear i agree
me: i m very friendly
Prakash: no anlal is reserved and he is very rude
11:00 AM me: deep and mahesh r reserved anlal is very open lovable friendly good smart stylish brave
Prakash: darpok
........................................LOL the whole chat is raunchy - having cooked up fatal allegations and so can't be published : for my kids(?) reputation sake!!
so after getting confused prakash calls me up and we are back friends again :)
and so next week we have planned to meet up.
so now you know, whenever i hear this eternal love song...i frantically reach for the skip buttons dedicating the next song to big bro prakash bhaiyya... :D
he hated me for abandoning him...but i had given him ample warning that i would be leaving - by that time we had moved to another place and we stumbled upon a strange house owner - one of the strangest guys i ever came upon in all my life - Mr. shereef, (The name has nothing to do with his character) i think we need to build a strategically placed memorial on his name in some public restroom - this guy was so unbearable that no sane person could stay with him a single day...Prakash, in spite of being 17 times humbler than me could never stand him and his crookedness....i had tried each and every trick learned at the art of living sessions...to understand his shereefness and to be compassionate....but miserably failed - and was forced to say it straight on shereef's face one fine day, that he find someone else to share, & i moved to my sisters place and never worried about traffic since then :)...i LOVVVEE traffic...
Prakash moved to another room, but soon stopped all communications...it was only today afternoon that we really made up...and thanks to anlal for confusing him 360 degrees in chats by pretending that he was me - forwarded excerpt of today's loong chat:
...............
Prakash: ha....a.....a.....a....a
me: howz ur busines
10:56 AM Prakash: slow & PARSONS ??? good or bad
me: i m not in parsons
Prakash: u r
me: deep is in parsons
Prakash: y bcoz u r deep not anlal
me: hehe
10:57 AM i told 100 times..bhayyaa i m anlal
Prakash: no uncle u r deep
me: nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Prakash: anlal hardly use to talk to me
10:58 AM me: no
Prakash: u know he is bit reserved type
me: i m always talking to u i m not
Prakash: no still i say u r deep
10:59 AM me: no my dear i m anlal deep is reserved
Prakash: ok dear i agree
me: i m very friendly
Prakash: no anlal is reserved and he is very rude
11:00 AM me: deep and mahesh r reserved anlal is very open lovable friendly good smart stylish brave
Prakash: darpok
........................................LOL the whole chat is raunchy - having cooked up fatal allegations and so can't be published : for my kids(?) reputation sake!!
so after getting confused prakash calls me up and we are back friends again :)
and so next week we have planned to meet up.
so now you know, whenever i hear this eternal love song...i frantically reach for the skip buttons dedicating the next song to big bro prakash bhaiyya... :D
1 comment:
SUPERB MAN SUPERB.
1.
U know when i saw this movie RNBDJ i thought of me the same. May be 1st half is mine story which has been potrayed.
2.
THANKS MAN FOR BEARING ME AND MY SONG ATACHAYCHAR. SONG : TERE BINA ZINADAGI...... Thank you for ur understanding and support dude.....I was a very good moment bahut masti tha woh ghar mein. and very horrible at Sharifs place. truly horrible.
and idiot what is this: kick u .........
LOL the whole chat is raunchy - having cooked up fatal allegations and so can't be published : for my kids(?) reputation sake!!
Anyways the whole scene was funny and very much interesting one. Anlal is a superb actor in this planned MOVIE. Kudos to his drama he will win OSCAR FOR THIS. ha....ha....ha. Yeah he is a very nice and good man. Anlal hope u r reading this. Whatever i said abt u was truly false it was a joke man.
Finally deep babu bahut maza aya. Thanks for all ur concern .... U r the best..... CHEERS!!! Prakash Bhaiyya.... LOL
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