The Eternal dilemma - Whether or not to divulge

Last night my best frnd Anil ( name changed ) called me up and said he wanted to talk something important. He seemed to be restless. As i guessed there was a problem. He told that he called off his engagement which is due in a week and the marriage that was planned in next month. Now, its my turn to be shocked. Reason - Some guy called my frnd yesterday afternoon to say that the girl, whom my frnd is going to marry is in love with him.

My immediate reaction to my frnd "stop believing this bull shit". My frnd had burst out of angst and said - " Phani , u know me for years , am I such a fool to believe what another fool said "...He lost his temper for a moment and then calmed down.Never in my last 5 yrs of his association have I seen him erupting this way. He is a shrewd guy and i look up to to him for his frank opinions in my personal matters. A man of foresightedness , he took the responsibility of his family due to certain compelling reasons and this made him understand the intricacies of this complex world. After accomplishing the goals that he had set for himself and after helping his siblings to settle well in their lives , now he started searching for his soul mate. A gentleman with straight forward nature and has never been in a relationship bcoz of his commitments to his family.He is very upbeat bout this match to be finalised and informed bout it to few of his frns.

When he told a week back that his marriage is almost settled , i was the first person to be happy. After all , he got some time to think bout himself . Now , when he told this shocking news , i was upset . My frnd after receiving a call informed the same to the mediators , who are his own relatives who in turn talked to the gal's parents.

" That was true but all that happened an year back" - the gals father said to the mediators and struck a deal with the mediators to conceal the fact - reliable Sources revealed.The way they reacted clearly pointed out that there was something fishy. But gals father claimed innocence before my frnd saying dat was a hoax call."We will inquire bout it " , gal's father said.

My friend felt cheated for not being told about the issue at the beginning. His only question - "why should they wait till some tom, dick and harry call me and talk nonsense bout the gal that am gonna marry."

" I don't bother bout what has happened but about not being told regarding that ", he said.

Now that most of the people came to know bout the phone call , circumstanses proving that the girl is being persuaded to marry him, no surety of a peaceful life after this marriage ...as this phone call left a billion unanswered questions in my frnds mind, ..he has no option but to call off the marriage. Of course , since engagement was due , its not that big a problem , except for the broken hearts.

Now, my frnd tells to his relatives n frns that the match was cancelled becoz of someother bla..bla..bla..reason , but not the real one , keeping inview the future of that gal.

This post is dedicated my frnd and upon his consent, I am publishing this post.He wants to know your opinion if he had done the right thing.

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Now that the post has received a gud number of responses , I thank each and everyone who read the post and also those who contributed their valuable insights to the post. After reading them , my frnd got very much relieved and conveyed his warm thanks to all of you. Upon his request , comment column for this post has been frozen.

See you all with my next post. Till then , Bye.

Regards,
Phanivijay.

Colours of Symbiosis - Holi '09

Today's Holi at my symbi campus finally inspired me to start blogging after years of inertia to begin a blog. I feel todays awesome experience is worth writing , sharing with frns and to remember forever since this is the first ever holi i have played.

To my frns who are not aware of our campus , I need to give some introduction.. Our Symbiosis campus consists of SCMHRD, SIIB and SCIT colleges.. and i belong to SCIT - the gr8 Symbiosis Center for Information Technology - the only premier IT B-school in India as we call it.

When i came down for breakfast, it was all SIIB and SCMHRD students having fun...none of our college (SCIT) frns were there...returned lazily to my room ..sat watching them restlessly.

'Gals are good planners'..i should say..they made all arrangements the previous night,bought all the colours and started playing holi in their hostels. We, Lazy guys (atleast myself) came out of the rooms at 10 A.M, just to see campus bustling with holi celebrations. Woke up some of my frns and pushing some and pulling some, I went down. Having kept my wallet in the room , i had no money to buy colors...

"necessity is the mother of invention..." i suggested the guy who is selling the colors to maintain a book and note the credit rather selling to only those who pay money..and mine is the first name...
Loaded with colors i jumped into the center stage...with over enthusiasm..but before i opened my packet of colours...my frns emptied theirs on my face.. .I was overjoyed...hugged them..wished holi and continued the action part..



Needless to say i blackened their faces beyond recognition. Then ...firing water hoses with the speed of supersonic jets. one cant withstand that force from a close distance .. frns of our colleges started gathering...and now its a chain reaction. Soon it became the drama of "Mighty - Mighty - SCIT..." we took the center stage..no space on any ones face to color..its not one /two colors....its all layers of colors on the faces .





































T-shirts torn, shoes ripped,bodies drenched .Bare Salman khans posed for pictures .... ................................................ ........................................................................................................................

Each one was forcibly drowned till they shouted for survival..


























We continued playing in the pool near the cafeteria till we ran out of breath. Now...somebody found an innovative way...got bored with colors- took piles of wet mud from the plantations by the side of pool and bombed on the already unidentifiable faces.. after so many years i was able to recollect the taste of mud of slate pencils which i ate in my first class.




























Time up , said the security guards..whistling and hurrying students away from the pool..
There comes another alternative...the water tankers behind the boys hostel.














































People now vent their frustration by throwing the placement committee member..Mr. punit rastogi..into the mud.. gave him a decent mud bath as done in a Kerala's spa. I leave no stone unturned to avail that privilege of mucking up punit and soiling his face by dancing in the wet mud when he was laid down on the ground. Satisfied..fulfilled a dream.. Came out thumping my chest unaware of the plot that the next turn is mine as i got placed very recently...Yes..i too got felicitated by my frns with much more grandiose manner than punit...Oops.!!!.they made their final settlements with me this way.

I felt that this Holi is not all about colors but about a warm feeling when u hug ur frns and wish them - 'Happy Holi'. Though you are not in good terms with somebody, if u wish him with a hug , nothing else matters..he will reciprocate for sure and no bitter feelings there after.

Rarely do we get occasions like this and i feel am lucky that i haven't missed this....these are last few days of our MBA and these are the cherished moments that lasts forever.




Namastey ........!!!