Farewell

A sight that would be impossible to forget for ones entire lifetime, the entire skyline of the city was visible from this remote hilltop getaway of our’s. A year had passed since we’d met, three complete strangers searching for acceptance and kind of clueless about what we'd do next.”Hey, Ron, watchout man, you’ll fall, it’s a long way down you bastard “screamed Gaurav,who was still unable to find his specs and thus couldn’t make out that Ron was doing all right.” When I was back in school, we had the same kind of place where we ended up on weekends. It leaves you with a nice feeling, relieves you of daily frustrations or perhaps leaves you with heightened sensibilities.” I knew how heightened they’d get and also knew how long they lasted, probably a day or two at most. A day of life probably makes it wear and to it’s defense ,perhaps it should.It was 2 in the morning and i was beginning to doubt the sense in this exercise of ours.Thats the point when i realized that the two idiots next to me had an exam the next day and this wasn't helping them.They were on top of a hill , six hours away from a test that would affect their grade point severely and they picked this.Dynamics between guys always amazed me.Girls have the liberty of speaking their hearts out whenever they feel like,guys on the other hand have the burden of expressing themselves while keeping in mind the fact that they're guys.Why...i wondered, no longer is man barbaric and going out hunting to come back and feed his family. The redundance of the very concept is a feeding ground for a bulk of jokes directed towards the "macho,retrosexual" kinds who like their silence and bodies to do the talking.Not that there is anything wrong with being that way but we all know that it's a fading race.Im not advocating metrosexuality but thats what seems to be dominating tribe of late(now doing lux advertisements though is just pushing it), the men who are soft spoken, respect their women and are pseudo-sensitive..(that's the most they can get).I've always felt the need to tell people what i've felt irrespective of what others might feel.If i had a buck for everytime I've been referred to as a homosexual, I'd be a millionaire by now.But then, why feel something and not express it,how many aspects and dimensions of one's life can be affected by the society's perspective on it.That night was the night before i left college and these two guys are friends of mine who decided we'd go on a midnight trek to bid farewell on a high!!I know,probably sounds very stupid,but it wasn't, Im someone who is dubbed thankless and ungrateful from time to time....that night i will never forget.And about being thankless,it's been six months since that day and everytime i think about it, i still feel the need to call either of them and tell them how "@#$%ing awesome" that was.Everyone has moments like these where gestures made by people make you feel important and special,I felt like writing this a long time back,it's just that I didn't know how to.The most therapeutic thing one can do when feeling low is reliving mments like these(I dont have too many), the sadness seems to vanish within minutes.That night ended with us getting bruised abdly as we had make our way down a rather steep hill at 4 in the morning.The best part was how we sat at bottom motionless after walking for hours at a stretch when we were metres away from habitation just because one of my friends was afraid of stray dogs.Spiders,gashes from rocks,thorns in our backs,broken slippers(yeah i know..we did it in slippers,the trek you perverts) and a stray pup held us up.I know there'd be alot more occasions in life where i'd probaly feel the same way or even better,but this was just the best farewell anyone perhaps could have widhed for.
Peace
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