Last time we hugged each other was Oct 2009. I've known him from the time we don’t know anything. We only just started hanging out from school, college, tuitions, Nakka, Urjanagar Bridge, Gandhi Chowk, Abids, and it went on like that. Last thing he asked from me was my passport size photo so that he can see the face regularly which he was seeing from last 18 years.
In school, making friends was very easy. At that time we never care who the other person is, we just talk and became friends. You never knew that the person who is sitting next to you will become your best friend. The Same happened to me also. I was lucky that that we shared long time from school to Engineering and now also. And from what I remember, the first conversation we had was , where your Home is? He told me that he use to live somewhere in Ramnagar. And every time I use to go through Ramnagar with mom-dad I use to peep outside the car window thinking that it’s the place where my class friend lives and still now whenever I am in Ramnagar I think that this is the place of my best friend Imran.
We are friend from the days we didn't know the actual meaning of friendship. I am not sure but Imran says that we are friends from Class 2. Between all these years his name changed many times Goa, Pathan, Refugee, Bakar and finally Immi. Every name has its respective incident. It was always a kind of confusion that we both were very different personality but shared many common attributes. Our names are having some sort of logical relation. Both of us have 5 letters in their names and 6 in their surname. Even our dad names are of 4 letters. Our scores in examination were somewhat same as we use to seat next to each other in examination hall :P . Because of this we use to fail in same subjects this is the real friendship or height of copying. But we never lose our hope, after every result we make a commitment ‘bahut gaya is bar seriously padenge‘and we never took it seriously.
I knew his interest but never thought of his likes and dislikes until a senior girl, in school, approached me for Imran. She asked me what Imran likes, what type of girl he likes, cute, sexy,??? In which type of dress he likes to see girl, bla bla bla…. If I would have directly asked him directly all these stupid questions he would definitely break our friendship there only. So I asked him indirectly and got the answer which no girl want to listen. Our interest were common , watching movies, making fun of friends, game lenna, TAAPING girls, commenting on their dresses, naming them, bunking the classes, organizing, etc. Beyond this we always fallowed Salman Khan and use to fight with everyone ki our Salman Bhai is the best.
We created many termlogy which can only be understood between our groups. In Junior college we created a very scientific unit called Tapping frequency. Behind every creation there’s a need and we did the same. Situation was very critical and confusing. There was good looking girl who use to look at both of us. Because of her we use to attend whole interval rather going to canteen or home. We were not sure whom she like or prefer more to see. So we started calculating her tapping freq. which means at what interval of time she look at us. Competition was really close Imran score was 1look/4sec and mine was 1look/3sec. But it was no use, we chu**** people were only calculating observation and our junior college ended. Imran missed many golden opportunities in life and am sure now he uses to regret these living in his African Country Mozambique .
Many girls approached me for Imran. But he never gives damn to anyone. His perception was different if a girl approaches you she’s not good (because of Pathan incident in school). In engineering a beautiful girl was trying for Imran. I made her to talk with Imran but result was same with new reason “Shukla, potiyon ke chakkar me nahi jaana, padhai toh jaegi hi jaegi dost bhi nahi rahenge. Apan apne potto ke saath khush haina ladkiyon ki kya jarurat”. He was not aware of that the lines he said were the best and every guy should follow it. Because of this attitude he was always with us in every situation of life. He never cares what he’s losing but was only concern what he’s gaining for his friends. If I look back my whole life, Imran was always with me standing in queue for filling re-examination form or standing outside the class as a punishment. But whenever we were together we use to enjoy a lot. I still surprise why we use to talk a lot; even we can leave girls behind. During class before sitting together in same bench, he always says “saale aaj apan phir saath me baith rahe dekhna kuch na kuch honga”. Many times it happens because we have many things to talk about from girls to family, lecturer to politician, Chanda to Canada, gossip to fictional etc. World was too short for our talk. There are many thing which reminds me of Imran, sodawala before Jayant, Urjanagar bridge, bad PJs. Now I start liking songs of Himesh because we laughed a lot after hearing it and also the movie Vivaah, where we were only one in theatre who were continuously laughing on each and every dialogue (ex. Aap jal lenge?) and songs (Muze hakk hai).