After sharing a long saga of something out
of my life, this time I have come out with something, else I would say with
someone who is very special to me, who came as an angel in my life and I feel
myself really lucky that I deserve to be called as her friend, I am lucky that
I hold the privilege to know her, to talk to her, to share with her
everything…my sorrows and my joys…………………………
She
is an angel not only for me but for her every bestie and for her every family
member. Whatsoever I know that reveals that she is the ‘jaan’ of her family… she only knows how to love and care. She is
the best in whatever role she plays… May it be of a friend, a daughter, a
sister, a grand-daughter, a niece, an aunt (can’t miss Kush and muskaan here)
or any role.
In
the words of her Mom – “She is very naughty, chulbuli ladki. Har waqt pure ghar mein hangama machakar rakhti hai. Whenever she is at home, pure ghar mein har pal chahakti rehti hai. But when she goes back (where she
is working) aisa lagta hai jaise pure
ghar ki raunak hi chali gayi ho….
Juhi is very very innocent girl… she is so good at heart that finds it somewhat
scary to adjust with shrewd people.”
Well,
I fully agree… She is like that only… always energetic, turbulent, vibrant,
giggling and the list is never ending like this.
When I asked her brother Ankit to state
something about her, his words were as follows: I got a call some days back
from Mansi Di and she asked me to write something about you.... It’s quite
difficult to write about a person like my sister.... Juhi Gupta....
The most common name in my mind... Name I
have in my mind since I was very very little.... I dont feel i can descibe her
in 1 para or in one page or even in a book.... At this moment of time I can
write hundreds of book about her.... But as I have to write a brief description
so, all I can say is that she is the most amazing girl I have seen till this
age.... She is real gem of the person... She is the one who can listen to all
my nonsenses any time.... She is a way more emotional...
Ya I have quite a lot of friends who are
girls but of all them she is my best friend.... Bravest and most adventurous
girl I have seen.... I remember the night when we went to Vaishno Devi... She
was having more energy and spirit than any of us....
I have got millions of moments which we
spent together and we both can’t forget..... When alone, I just smile sometimes
remembering those moments....
Do you remember the time when I got gold
medal in 800 meters???? Ya you remember that.... I can visualize a smile on
your face.... I remember how you just picked me up after race and gave me
glucose and all..... and after dat you also ran for 1500 meters.... I would
say... Those were the best days of my life.....
I have learnt a lot from you di.... you r
my real inspiration di... From the elephant race (in which u won 1st trophy for
home) to till date... you are really the best...
Just wanna say... :Happy Birthday To
You..." May God Always remain with u.... Just Love u di....
You know what, sometimes i think maybe god
played unfair in making u ma sister because i wanna marry a girl who is just
like u from heart....
Just remain like that forever.... Miss u
dis birthday....
On
the occasion of her birthday 27th April 2011, I have tried to recall
some memories from the starting, I have tried to give words to the strength of
the bond we share and moreover, I have tried to define (it’s nearly impossible
to define her in few words) my bestie, my spikso, my angel— JUHI J
I
don’t remember the day exactly but I remember those moments. Those were the
starting days of our college... perhaps the very first month. Late admissions
are always there at the end of the first month. Anyways, one morning before the
class, all the students were busy with their gossips and other works when Tinni
came bouncing and chirping “oye sun...sath
wale section mein koi nayi ladki aayi
hai.” Listening to this few of us sprinted towards the door as we were to
get a glimpse of of of…mmmmm…. Shahid Kapoor (wooh…my sweetheart, my darling)
As I stepped out of the class...There I saw a girl... She was cute,
really cute and beautiful too… And perhaps, this was the reason that boys were
staring at her and girls were staring her coz most probably, they were
preparing some material for their next gossip. Coming back to that girl, she
was wearing a blue top...With a stylish cut on the sleeves and a pastel color
trouser carrying a bag. She entered the classroom adjacent to our classroom.
But few minutes later, I saw her coming to my classroom coz she was admitted in
the IT section...And by mistake she entered the CS section. She stepped in and
there was some hesitation, some shyness in her steps. And she took the seat
behind me. Obviously, she was not feeling comfortable amidst all strangers.
Suddenly, I heard some khusar-fusar
among all the students…everyone was desperate for a quick, informal intro of
the new face…. So taking the lead I got up from my seat went in front and said
“Attention everyone…. Today there is a new face in our class. And I would
request her to come here and introduce herself to all of us…. Come...Please.”
Well, at that request (that had made her more uncomfortable) she came in front
and introduced herself. Whatever she said, I don’t remember each and every word
but what I remember was her name (a beautiful name) and her city from where she
came.
The name of the girl was JUHI GUPTA. And she was from ankleshwar, Gujarat. That was the
first day I came across her and I met her…. To be honest, days after that,
better to say months after that she was just a classmate for me. Our rapport
was of only friends…that too because we knew each other and we were studying
together... Not more than that. Our rapport didn’t reach the ‘special level’
till we entered the fourth year of our B.Tech. Before that, for the whole
period of three years what I can remember is this----- her nicknames given to
her by us, how at the cultural fest she was looking like a ‘Bharat Mata’ coz the saaree she was
wearing made her to look so..Not our fault, how she, with her group, used to
disturb CO Sir by throwing some chits bits at him while he would teach, how she
was the leader of the ragging team when the first lot of juniors came in our
college and thus managed to get at the top in the ‘Wanted List’ of the
management, how she once was working with a hammer in the workshop lab and
instead of the wood she struck the hammer hard on her right thumb, her
closeness with Monika Mam, red color on her college shirt, how she once gave a
big chocolate to a boy of our class to take her old half filled cello gripper
pen from him.
As we entered
the fourth year of our B.Tech, I don’t know how but slowly and gradually, the
level of our friendship started increasing. In a very short time, we were in
each other’s ‘Besties List’. I tried hard to recall but don’t know what were
those reasons or incidents that two ‘so called friends’ changed into ‘besties’.
And after that I remember each and every moment that
was special for me, for her or for both of us…. I remember how beautiful she
was looking at the farewell and that made her to grab the ‘Miss UIT’ title...
Well, it was not her beauty only but her simplicity, her nature, her
intelligence that made her a deserving candidate (I mentioned other
characteristics otherwise she will kill me...LOL). Scooty rides with her and
our exam’s time study—I can never ever forget that. During Scooty rides, we
always managed to catch glimpse of cool dudes. And during exam’s time study
that we used to do together... There used to be everything during that time
except study. And I won’t miss our trip to Chandigarh with other frenz during
the campus placement. When I met her in
the starting and for the initial years, I always used to think that for me,
juhi will only be a college friend. Our friendship was not so strong that we
would carry it further after college time too….. But just contrary to what I
thought, today, she is my closest bestie with whom I share my each and every
sorrow and joy….. For whom I thank God for sending her in my life.
The more I know her, the more I thought that God has
made her in such a way that no one can ever hate her or dislike her. It would
not be wrong to compare her with the purity of fresh dew on the morning green
grass, with the sweet bright colors of a butterfly, with the turbulence of the
river waves. Everyone who shares a relation with her treasures her presence in
his/ her life. And really, her cuteness has increased with time. There is
something unique in her nature that no one can avoid her… it’s like ‘meet her
once, talk to her comfortably and the next day a name will increase in your
list of the people whom you can never forget’. Well, I can never become like
her but there are few things which we share in common…. A very strange thing
that when we were in college we always used to have the same celebrity crush..
May it be Vijender Singh or Rahul Gandhi… We gals possessed crush over them at
the same time… And we both are really crazy about chocolates. And it is a sweet
memory to both of us when we shared Rum Raisins with each other and yaa, we
both like reading novels.
And wait wait wait….how can I forget the most important
thing—the names which we have given to each other. She calls me ‘piddy’ and I call her ‘spikso’. And to everyone’s amazement we
have derived these names from pets’ name. That shows how much crazy we both
are. ‘Crazy’ word holds a very big importance in Spikso’s dictionary coz
coincidently a large number of crazy and strange things happen with her and she
always makes them a sweet memory for herself by her cuteness. She possesses the
power to wipe out the darkness and spread light in anyone’s life, a true
epitome of love and care. She is delicate but strong, emotional but practical
too. She doesn’t know how to hate or how to hurt... I am not boasting about
her..But the fact is in the entire time since I know her I have never seen her
hating someone nor I have seen her involved in backbiting type of things. But
one thing is there in her.. again a unique thing… if a person hurts her, she
will forgive that person and will forget everything but if the same person will
hurt her near and dear ones, she never gives the second chance to forgive and
forget…. When she loves and cares, she does so by all heart and soul but if
anyone hurts her near and dear ones she hates that person by all heart and
soul.
The smile, cuteness,
freshness on her face and the sweetness in her voice is very much capable of
eliminating the sadness and stress of anyone’s mind….. And I have experienced it.
I am really getting short of words to define her in an exact way…. Could only
say that she is a sweetheart, innocent with a pure heart.
Its nature’s rule that every person’s presence, other
than the blood relations, in our life holds some reason and in most of the
cases the reason is always unknown but in my case I am not at all unknown of
the reason why God sent Spikso in my life or why in the last year of our
college life we became so important to each other. Sometimes I wonder what I
would have done without her. I can rely on her so much so that whole world can
turn against me but not she. Sometimes I think what if we wouldn’t have become
besties—just thinking this only makes me shiver coz den for sure, I would never
have been able to recollect myself during all the tough times. She is always
with me whenever I am alone, she is always to laugh with me over all those
stupid things which I can’t share with anyone else, she is always with me to
support me whenever I feel it difficult to fight with the odds of life, I don’t
have to look in any other direction when I feel lost and unguided, not only
joys she always stands by my side to share my tears. And now it’s a part of my
nature whenever I think how much blessed I am to have a bestie like her, tears
rolled down my cheeks and out of my nature, while writing this post also I am
unable to hold my tears…..
I know when she
will read it she will call me and will behave in a very humble manner but
through this post I just want to tell her something which I will never be able
to say her at her face or over phone—
Dear spikso,
You yourself
don’t know what you mean to me. Words like bestie, close friends, special
friend are very little words to define the bond I share with you. I would not
hesitate in admitting that the life I am living now is a new life for me. And I am living it only because of you. You
became my strength when I refused to fight, you showed me the path for a new
beginning. In short, you saved me… and I won’t thank you for that coz I don’t
want to insult our friendship. I can never forget our long hour conversations (that
involves waking you up at even 02.00 or 03.00 am) where you guide me as a
teacher, you scold me as an elder sister and you make me laugh. I have learnt a
lot of things from you which have added into me as a person and which will
surely help me in the life ahead. I know whenever you ask any suggestion from
me I irritate you by suggesting all stupid things but seriously, I confess that
never ever in my life I would be able to return you what you did for me…. It
cannot be compared with money, with gifts or with the biggest wealth of this
world…. Coz its ‘Priceless’. You know, whenever I feel myself in low spirits I
buck up myself thinking that I will never let you look down by making you feel
that your piddy surrendered against the adversities of life.
I
would always pray to god to give you happiness in abundance, not letting even a
single moment of sorrow to touch you. May god send someone in your life who
will give you every happiness of this world, who will love you and care for you
so so so much that no one else ever could. May god keep the shining and
sparkling smile on your beautiful face intact. And seriously, if anyone will
ever hurt you I would pray to god to give me a chance to break that person’s
teeth!! You are really my angel (big and cute angel) and I am proud of myself
that I got a friend like you.
Kanha,
Thank you for
sending this angel in my life… Always take care of her, expose her to every
success, every happiness and always keep her safe from every difficulty. And
give her the reason to celebrate and enjoy every moment, every day of life
Spikso yaar, I don’t know how you will feel after
reading this but it’s just a minute attempt to do something for you on your
special day. Hope you will like it. It’s a mix of memories and emotions. I have
tried to recollect every memory but if I have missed anything do remind me………
Last but not the least,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
