CHAPTER THREE.
A GOOD BYE.
Life is like a coconut
Pramu.
Almost one month had gone now, rules started violating and we enjoyed our freedom too. Life was as easy as it can, no worries, no exams, no studying, nothing. May be we all were getting adapted to the Ten Commandments, at least few of them. Even the rumors about internals were just started spreading, there were much more importance things to come like interuniversity sports and arts festivals. My interest was started fading, in academics of course, not because I was reluctant to study but it was hard to accept the fact that even in veterinary college they are teaching about few animals only, no wild life!
Above all at any moment you can expect an admission letter to one of the medical colleges also, as their recognition issues finally got solved. So there is nothing else to do other than enjoying the time as much as we can!
I was sitting at our corner, well most of the lovers preferred here and finally we got succeeded even though we were not, in the coffee house with Vineetha. The relation had evolved to a much closer friendship. Wise people say friendships are the footsteps to love. Still, even one month after the first impression this angel had created in my mind I was little improved. Pramu called it love, I enjoyed hearing that, she called me her best friend and I enjoyed listening to that too. After all sitting here in this lovers corner was much more relaxing than hearing Pramu’s blunders or facing doubts of Subin.
“Nath, I don’t know whether it’s love or something but I can’t stop thinking of someone.”
“What?”
“Guess who?”
Another shock? Whatever she is going to say I was least prepared to face that. If it was me I don’t even have the money to buy her one more ice cream. I sat like that, trying to calm down, I was sure that I’m gonna have a heart attack. Both ways!
“You know Jeffin?”
“Jeffin?” Where does that guy come from?
“He is our senior. You remember the love letter incident? It was him who made you wrote, to me.”
Incident? Just an Incident? I considered it as the turning point in my life. It was when I met the angel in my dreams. Every word in that sentence is a crap. MADE ME WRITE TO HER? How come? The letter was meant to everyone in the class. Of course it was me, not the inducer, whatever you call him, made it the letter to her. I feel like sinking, smothering, what not, I was dying.
“But it was me who wrote the letter”
Who is listening?
“Nath, he loves me very much. What should I say to him?”
Have you ever thought that, why the god made these girls so cruel? She crushed my love right here like anything and after that asking me, should I say yes to another guy.
The angel in my dreams was turning to a vampire.
“What you want to say?”
“You know.”
How come I know? The girl I knew was in love with me. I was expecting her to say that and surprise me at any moment.
“It’s already late.”
For the first time, I felt,
“Yup. You know, I’m gonna call him today.”
I smiled. She went. Why doesn’t she pay the bill at least?
I sat there. Two more hours, six more coffees, and I was still in the coffee house.
“Seems like even your brain started working”
Pramu. I was expecting him.
“She said she loves jeffin.”
He stood there and thought for a moment. Then sat just beside me, still thinking.
“She went. I’m screwed, and what’s there for you to worry about?”
“Nath, I don’t know how to console you. I never know that you are in love with that girl.”
“It was you, who said I’m in love with her.’
“Who am I, interpreter of your heart?”
We both sat there. Coffee house was already closed; no more coffees and I wonder why this chap is sitting beside me.
And of a sudden he started talking,
“Nath, Life is always hard to face, still everyone have to. It never tastes like a chocolate; still everyone is fighting for it like ants. It’s never musical; still all sounds in it, it’s never like a great painting, still all colours in it. It’s never smooth as a feather to touch; it’s hard like... like a coconut!”
My eyes were wide open, and I was even started doubting about my existence right then.
“Pramu what happened? What was that all about?”
‘I don’t know. I just know this, ‘life is like a coconut’.”
I laughed and repeated. “Life is like a coconut.”
That sounds good. It made me feel better.
I again repeated. “Life is like a coconut.”
“Yes it is.” He started walking.
“Stop man; isn’t that a reason to enjoy?”
“Then louder.”
“LIFE IS LIKE A COCONUT!” We both shouted as loud as we can.
Well, that was enough to forget an angel or vampire, whatever!
* * * * * * * *
One month of veterinary life was enough to change me upside down. I was no more that shy, reluctant boy rather I felt I’m a man now! Every one has changed, even the ever doubting Subin become one of the smartest guys in our group. What I earned was just this confidence and nothing more. I did not study anything, not even a sentence. I have not seen any veterinary book not even any ‘suffering pet’. Still the life was great, hang outs in pig farms, mango forests, uphill evenings where else will you find them?
Even from the first day, may be because of the ragging sessions, the ‘you’ and ‘me’ had vanished and there remained only ‘us’. The selfishness accumulated in medical aspirants had slowly started decreasing. We were always ready to help, and of course we learned there is nothing to loose just by helping someone.
Memories of my veterinary life
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