Meet Real life Santa aur Banta

Scenario 1 :

Abhi meets his old friend Ginni.
Ginni: A & B, A & B, A & B, A & B, A & B.
Abhi: Oye, iska matlab?
Ginni: Kuch nahin yaar, I mean long time no C.

Scenario 2:

While walking in the highlands Abhi fell down a deep hole.
Ginni: R u ok?
Abhi: Yeah!
Ginni: Did u break anything?
Abhi: No, there's nothing down here

Reading these lines above you might think that it is narration of two random, funny and stupid guys who love to hang together and live the life in their own way, which lot of you will call stupid and weird , but this was the best introduction I could thought for this person I am trying to talk about

Honestly firstly it is not true and it is not stupid but really beautiful as when it come to me and ginni (aka Simant or rest of the world knows as mirrored image of Mr. Amitabh Bacchan in terms of excellence) we are so pure and honest to each other as friends that we don’t need to pretend anything or we don’t need to show something that we are not

The point is life is simple, funny and candid with simant, he is one person in my life as my friend , my buddy and someone who has always been there to listen and listen more ( yes! Sometime he say a lot as well , and never stops) but something parallel to it is as when he is speaking you are not listening but laughing and dying out of laughter as that copyrighted intense and innocence (at same time) humor is unique talent or gift this dude has, one this is true that he is a true timepass for lot of people but for few luckily one (like me) he is a honest friend and a real asset, there are millions of things that are special and typical about simant which makes him unforgettable and the reason I am writing this blog entry is recently I was looking back in time (yes, yes, I do some reflection some time) and I was missing those moment of pure passion we had in my EB day with lot of those guys including this gentlemen “ Simant Vijay”.

Coming back to some specialty about simant, he is full power house of energy and pranks, he is one who can drink a bottle of vodka for a MC championship and then puke like pregnant woman and ultimately hug you and then you are all responsible to take him to his room and drop him to take some rest (“mein is liye hi hanuman ji ka bahkt hu, kyon ki aise dosto ko uthana padta hai bhai”). He is also someone who will feel like taking you and other another essential part of blood circulation for him “The Kid” to roof of house and sit their whole cold dark windy night and keep staring to east for sun to rise with long conversations on life and what friendship means for us three.

If someday the number of hours me and ginni has spent at Mr. Beans or at Barista, it will be longer then Jackie chan casting in another movie call “around the world in 8000 Years”

Sometime you will see him coming to you will fallen face and you can clearly guess that is not because of listening to himesh Reashmiya, but it is because in his life again the whole bollywood Drama went by – “ as soon as he saw someone he think he likes, the wedding bells start ringing for him , the only song he can hear and make you listen is “ koi mil gaya” and then from their mere bhai all the series of kuch kuch hota hai to , “coffee with karan– make a point it is last sip” chalu ho jata hai

Aur yeah sab tab ja kar ruktha hai , jab mein ya kid is kyo yaad dilate hai ki “ saale is chakkar mein maat aa, kyo ki “ yaha par kabhi khusi kabhi gham hai , aur phir ginni ko to gham jyada hai” , jaise jeevan ram ji nagpur waale kirana waale ki sale lage ho = total devdas preparation package

Thode din ke baad, to hum aap ke hai kaun se hum dil de chuke sanam ka bhoot utar jatha hai

Phir hamara ginni phir se hamara ho jata hai

Anyways jokes apart one thing is sure that I am really lucky to have a person like that as my friend as he has always supported and stood next to me whenever I needed and even when I didn’t needed J

You know when we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

And today I take this opportunity to thank this individual for it, Thanks ginni

Below you can see the two dudes chilling and enjoying the journey called life