So I was telling you about my training time at Delhi, right??? Let's go back to Faridabad...
After being in the training module for about four days, I was already bored of the hectic schedule and the looooong theory classes. I was a last but one bencher and the only fun in the class was looking at the front benchers getting bored and getting engaged in various activities. It was Friday, the day when a new guy turned up late for the training - Sid - someone whom I am not going to forget ever. I know you are reading this man!!! Look how you are smiling now!!!
Well, let's make him read it till the end, so this has got to be interesting but I am not going to make it interesting by including things which did not happen but whatever I am going to write here are things that happened! That day, for lunch this guy along with another guy sat at our table. I asked him why he was late and he replied in a very odd way. He was busy with his lunch and didn't even look up at me while eating. So I thought to ask him something else just to see how he replies. On that day, we were to have our weekly tests in the last hour. He was a B.Tech holder and according to him studying for exam was a surprise as he said he had never done that in his life. I felt like punching him, so I asked how did he get through the test and training then. He again replied in his careless style which made me feel like punching him again and from that moment I started to HATE him. I know this is not a reason to hate a person but for me this was a strong reason because I hate people who consider themselves superior to others and still holds the same position as others and I hate people who don't value the things which are socially acceptable (for example, exams). From his conversation, I felt exams were of no value to him. That was too much. I just put a cross for him in my mind on that day. There ends our first rendezvous.
A month went off. He got a friend with him whom we used to call his 'chamchi' because he can be seen with Sid always. We had a friend there who was Sid's room mate and he was always irritated with Sid and we used to add up to his irritation by telling him how much we hated that guy. Sid had a kind of "boyishness" about him. We felt he didn't know how to behave, he didn't know how to make friends, he didn't know how to talk to girls. All in all, we thought him a rogue, a person who is not to be made a friend. Sid always used to make fun of our group in front of his friends - not in a way that we could hear - but from their glances and their laughter when we pass by them, we all knew that he is making fun of us or specially 'me'. This started after he scored the last place in the first week's test. He came to me to tell that he had become first from last in the class and I didn't care to reply and he got pissed off. I knew that was the reason but I just hated the shadow of this person, so why should I bother to hear what he says? This was my attitude towards him.
There were two people in our class about whom we had very good regard - Parvatheeya and Sinha. They were in the good guys list. Parvath was a very good friend of mine until he lost my trust. So there was a badminton match during that time and the final match was to be between Sid+Heman and Parvath+Sinha. I wanted the latter to win. The December evenings at Faridabad were so cold that one cannot stand in the open without covering one's head. On the D-day, I went to see the match and to cheer for my friends. The moment I saw Sid, I felt myself ablaze. I don't know why, but just seeing him made my mercury rise. I wanted him to lose the game. I wanted to shout 'loser' in front of his face. There was some confusion when the match began and Sinha and Parvat were in very low spirits. I told Sinha that they should beat their rivals and it was very necessary to show their "aukaad" [ didn't even know what their aukaad was before or after :)] I started cheering for every shot Sid or Heman missed and for every shot that the rivals gained. I prayed to Lord Ganpati to make my team win. The match was at 9-2. There was no way that Parvat-Sinha could win. I heard Parvat shouting for water. No one bothered to give them water. I am a person who will do anything from my side if I trust a person as my pal. I ran from where I stood to the canteen which was a bit far. I searched up and down for a bottle there and got one and filled it up with water and ran back to the court. By that time, everyone was cheering and I first searched for Sid to see what was the final result. I spotted him in between some guys, his head down. I saw people congratulating Parvat. I ran to him to give him the water he had asked for. I knew who won. I congratulated the winners. I celebrated Sid's loss in my mind. but how foolish was I !!!!
Sid slowly became my enemy or rather he didn't become, I made him my enemy by growing such thoughts about him in my mind, by growing hatred towards him in my mind. Whenever I was in front of him, I could feel his eyes following me. Was it just my feeling or was it really so? Because I never dared to look at him as I just hate to see his face.
Days went by. During the training, we had a system of submitting our diaries every day with all the previous day's notes. One day, my friends came running to me with my diary. They showed me a page with some scribblings. It was written "Very good. Keep it up" on a note on which I had scored just 5/10. Instantly, I knew it was "HIM". No one else dared write such a thing in my diary. I felt myself enraged but I didn't want to make it an issue just then. I wanted to get him held for something bigger. My friends asked me to report against him but I knew that was foolishness. I told them to wait as if we don't know who has done it and we will catch him the next time he does the same thing. The next day, I saw him searching for the diary at the counter. Seeing me, he just started to talk to the nearby person as if he was there for something else. I stared at him for some time and left. Hatred was welling up in my heart.
On the 7th of Dec, our on-the-job training was about to begin at one of the Delhi offices. Every one was to be divided into a group of 5 to 8 people and will be sent to various branches and divisional offices in Delhi. Everyone was afraid as to with whom will they be put in as the training was to go on for 15 days. The day came when we were to receive our appointed office. Everyone was assembled in the room. Sir was calling each one and giving them the envelope with the details regarding the office to which we will be send and the in-charge's name etc. I was afraid of just one thing: Being put with Sid in a group. Though our numbers were far apart, I had a feeling in my heart that I will be put with him. I prayed to god to save me, to either put me with my friends or to put me in a group where Parvat will be there because I considered him a good friend of mine. Finally, my turn came. I had got CBO-18 at Jhandewalan Extention in Delhi along with Ankita and SID. My world stopped there at that moment. I felt tears rolling down. I went and collected the envelope, didn't even bother to open it to see the particulars. I just laid on the desk and hid my face. Everyone was asking my friends why was I upset. They got angry at my crying. They consoled me but I was angry at them. I shouted at Lekshmy that day in the room because she was saying she felt that I was being childish and she was feeling ashamed of me. I cried the whole evening.
But never did I know at that moment that my tears were meaningless and that the days to follow were going to be the best days of my life......
Wait for the next part!
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