I was slowly sipping the cocktail. Two shots of whisky with one of a gin and two hints of rum…sponsored by santanu. I needed a hard punch. Let my system get poisoned. May god not recover me from the shock.
Santanu’s long-term girlfriend Sohini getting married today. Santanu was sad. I could see the loss on his face. I was sadder, there was no mirror nearby to see my expressions. Santanu is a very dear friend of mine. We grew up together. Saw our first adult movie together.
I tried to comfort him, “have a sip man..you will forget your pain.”
--no, I won’t friend. At least today I will not. I have to do a lot of work now. Its ok if my family knows that I am drunk, but Sohini’s parents should not. It will be a disgrace. I don’t want them to realise anything.”
I understood. I didn’t pestered him. I suddenly remembered devdas.
Santanu closed his eyes in pain, “time is ticking by. I am going to lose everything. I swear I will not be the same as I used to be. I will change my friend. Evrything will be lost by then.”
--yaa, I understand. Change is inevitable.
“I am gonna lose evrything”, he sinked further into his sorrowness.
I patted him on his back, “mard ban, be a man…”
--yaa, I need to be. But friend I am going away from this place. I will start living in himalayas. I will miss you all.
--don’t worry. You can always get back to us via phone. The world is too small, we wil also miss you dost.
--take care of my parents.
He sounded like an introvert, “I love sohini”
“me too…, “ said I, in a whispering tone.
--you said anything…
--no, nothing really. Punch is hard.
--friend …everything is getting lost with every passing moment. The load is getting heavier. Like a stone tied on my chest. I am losing my existence. Just a few hours left. You will see, I will be changed into a complete stranger to you. Don’t blame me for that friend.
--sure, I understand.
Next half an hour went pass in complete silence.
Santanu was changing with every passing minute. The lines on his face was getting harder and harder. As if he is preparing himself for a great battle.
Or was it the drink? I had gulped four pegs by then.
Suddenly santanu sprang up from the sofa.
“but why should I change…”
--yes, thattttsssss the QuesTIon. WHy shOULd yoU chANge…”
--why should I change for a girl. Yes it’s true that I had loved her. I love her, but why should I change myyself for a girl?” he protested.
Again he relapsed into his old thoughts, “I am going to the himalays my friend…”
I couldn’t utter a single word. I was morbid. I gulped the peg at one go.
There was a knock at the door. Somebody came and told something to santanu.
He came to me and said, “you carry on drinking my friend. I have to go now. These people will not understand my pain. I ahev to go to the market to fetch some goodies. Before her marriage, sohini also want to talk to me. I have to call her. After tonight…” he sighed.
I raised my glass, “before going, have a peg, just gulp it, it is smooth..”
--Not today yaar. Goodbye.
He left the room.
Go, go my friend. So what if you are losing your freedom? So what if you don’t remain that carefree, dare-devil friend of us? So what if your life is going to chanmge for ever? So what if you are no more the same santanu we treasure? So what if you don’t remain a bachelor anymore?
All cons are outweighed by one pro…YOU ARE GETTING SOHINI.
Next to aishwarya rai if there is anybody in my life, that’s sohini, your would be wife.
I loved you sohini. I tried to marry you sohini. Even today I tried to make santanu drunk. So that your parents refuse to marry you to a drunkard who drinks even on his marriage day. But I failed sohini. I am a complete failure in my life.
Santanu, I am not angry over you. I am only jealous.
Your nights will be spent in the arms of my darling sohini. What a nice heater you got this winter. My pillows are my only hope. I have to hug them even now, like I have hugged them for the last 12 years.
And how lucky bastard you are. You got a transfer to shimla. Bloody, people go there for honeymoon. Your company transferred you there with a promotion. Happy perpetual honeymoon dear. Bhagwan jaab deta hai, chappar phar ke deta hai. Bhogoban, tuni ekchokkhoo.
Happy marrieage my friend. Wish you a happy sex-life.