Bullet from the Blue!

Christmas day, 2009. It remains till now the day I met my friend, Siva, the last time. I met him that day, talked about a lot of stuff, laughed and recklessly spent the day with him.

I didn't hear any news of him from that day. It was around the same time period that '3 idiots' got released. The film was so gripping that every single minute inside the theater reminded me of him and only him. He was nowhere to be seen from then on, a Bullet from the Blue for me!!

I couldn't meet him, but could only think of the vivid memories of him. Friendship blooms in how much people share things in common. But at one point of time, every single idea or thought of mine was reflected in Siva's speech and language. If I was thinking one way, without a surprise, he'll think the same way. We didn't share things in common. He used to say, "I see a Siva in you", and I used to acknowledge him saying, "I see a Gopsay in you!" Having said these, every minute in his absence sounded cruel, it was a mental torture! A Bullet from the Blue for me!!

On his birthday, he chose to remain absent to the school. The next day, I beat him up saying, "How dare you not meet me on your birthday!" My birthday soon followed and he was the first to show that HE WAS DAMN ALIVE by ringing me up at 12 in the night and going on to speak absolute rubbish till 1 am. On my birthday, he was the first to wish me! He was a special friend! For me, missing him was yet again a Bullet from the Blue!!

He could've poisoned me to death; chosen to shoot me with a pistol and leave me dead; he could've pushed me from the top of a cliff with a 'Jokeresque' smile; he could've asked me to hang to death. But he didn't do any of these. Instead, he moved out of my place, silently, without a word, without a trail. At one point of time, it was more than a week since I met him. I felt fishy! I felt awkward. There was a sense of being stranded in the middle of a Subway without a clue as of what to do! He was nowhere to be seen- a Bullet from the Blue!!

There was a big sense of vacuum on his absence that none could fill. His shoes weren't to be filled by anybody. There was this strange sense of loneliness and bitter that started setting in. I would have gladly chosen to amputate myself, give away my wealth, give away every single of my prized possession but I didn't want to miss him! There was not a friend who didn't know about how badly I missed him. I won a competition, 5000 bucks with it but I couldn't feel happy without informing him! I dedicated the win to him, with the hope of talking with him. Things just didn't fall in place! It was yet another Bullet from the Blue!!

Finally, a month after I met him last, I could hear this bloody voice over the phone. He was no more to be seen physically. Yet, his voice, the very feeling that he's ALIVE and KICKING was enough to make me happy! It was in Facebook that we talked again, shared the same ideology once again. The missing limb wasn't missing anymore! There was every reason for me to be happy. THEY CALL IT FRIENDSHIP!

Dedicated to Siva Subramaniam, the one who makes me wear a smile every single day!

Cheers,

Gopsay!