Ruchhi...

Guys she says I (means me) have a pathetic Eng n ma vocabulary is nil. I wanted to take help of some Oxford Eng teacher to write a testimonial for Ruchika. Then I thought no person can do justice with my feelings, as I read somewhere that, “Big Emotions do not come from Big Words”, they come directly from heart. So what my little heart thinks about her I’ll tell you from the next line.
Let’s start with how we first met…

While most of the people meet at ‘Coffee Café’ we first met at “Cyber Café” of our college (Venky).
She was having some trouble with her system (gals u know) she was screaming for help but nobody was listening to her. I was sitting just next to her and was checking my mails, and I tell u - I’m really a kind hearted person. So I turned to her… but at that point of time I was not really talkative. So our eyes did all the talking and believe me eyes talk so wonderfully that I think we should shut up every now n then n let our eyes do d talking. So ASA I turned towards her,

Her eyes told me, “am having some trouble with my system”.

My eyes questioned, “What…Kinda…Trouble”?

Her eyes replied, “I have no idea but please help me out with this”.

My eyes replied, “Let me”.

In nanoseconds I asserted her problem. She smiled and thanks (she actually spoke this time). I smiled back and nodded and turned back to my system. ASA I turned back, another girl sitting aside Ruchi (must be Ruchi’s friend) told Ruchi that, “he is Kannu”. I almost jumped when I heard my name and I turned to them. They noticed this and did rest of the talk in murmur. I was wondering really heavily, “How the hell they know my name”. From the corner of my eyes, I checked her monitor she was uploading her pictures on Orkut. I had not checked the girl out yet, and then I checked her out. I did not find her a head turner, but in pics she was in green suit and looked like a real beauty to me. I have never seen such photographs of Ruchika after that. My eyes couldn’t look away from her pic. She noticed that am looking at her monitor and finally she got the chance to say something. She turned towards me and asked, “Are you kannu”? I looked at her then to her friend wondering, “What I did? How they know my name”? I replied, “I’m afraid, yes I’m”. She showed all her teeth and turned to her friends and put out her hand to me and said, “Hi! You know Indrani? We are her friends”.
Huh! I got a sigh of relief…
I replied, “Yes I do know her”, and smiled then questioned “where she is”? She said, “No idea” and turned to her friends and even they shrugged their shoulders, I said “hmm...” and turned back to my computer. Just, to cross check this I quickly opened my Orkut acc and checked Indrani’s friend list. I found Ruchika there, I scrapped her she replied in moments then we chatted for some time, just then I received call from Nikhil that our Maths' class is going on… I quickly signed out and left the computer and café without saying a “bye” to Ruchika.
I really wish we would have talked some more or at least I would have said a proper bye to her. So that was our first meeting.

Now, allow me to reveal this girl to you.
She is one of the few friends I have in this big bad world whom I can actually call a true friend...
People call her “ghodi” but I find her ‘gadhi’ (ass) rather a dumb ass. She does not have any idea that she is a treasure to her friends’ in fact to the whole world. Guys, I have seen her helping out unknowns. I really love her when she stands up for things. [: )]

She used to be very tomboyish in our college days. My friends always used to tell me that your friend behaves like a boy n even I used to feel that way. But some part of me always had a hint that there is a girl hidden inside her. And after college her tomboyish image evaporated and she transformed herself to the prettiest girl alive under the Sun. She’s the most eligible bachelor of the society, not only coz she is pretty and she has all the subtle qualities of a superb wife but also coz she is an annuity earner. This will provide some breathing space to her hubby in the cut-throat competition.



Sometimes I feel as if she is a kid, but her personality influence is so much that next moment she can make me feel like a kid. Coz she has such leadership qualities which you can notice any time. I noticed it, when we used to walk in a group… she always walked somewhat ahead of the troop…

Ohh!! How can I forget her one liner(s)?
1.) ‘I hate you for this’, followed by some “awkward” expression which am unable to describe.
2.) ‘I love you for this’, followed by a “giggle”.
3.) ‘Don’t tell me’, followed by some “frenzy” expression.
4.) ‘Shut-up’, waits for the person to be shut up, with lips folded inside.
5.) ‘Chal na!!’ followed by a “straight face” or sometimes to a “Question mark”.
6.) Last but not the least, ‘sahi baat hai’, followed by some “mature” expression, which does not suit her face at all. If you ask me.

Ruchi, did I here a chuckle?

Whenever she has to put the phone down, she uses ‘mai tujhse baad mai baat karti hun’. I really hate this line, specially her “baad”, which never comes. I wonder when her baad ‘ll come? Mere marne ke baad?


Anyway,
We have had many outings together at college days and even after that. We used to hang mainly around the area nearby our college and sometimes to some Gurudwara or a temple. Though we always used to roam alone only but I do not want to lable them as dates. We also used to stay till late in the college.
I still remember that evening…
It was 3’O Clock in my watch. I was lying alone on Venky lawns, listening to quality music from my world class walkman phone when she came in and sat beside me, removed my earphone and said, “Yar, I am a loser” Bullshit! I just stood up and asked who told you this crap? She replied am felling so. I wondered how she could be. She is the type of girl who can turn a loser into an achiever and believe me she has turned many. And even I am "one" of those “many”. I had never achieved more than some numbers in my grade card till I met this girl. Only after meeting her I got to know the real meaning of life. I got to know how to live my life better, how to enjoy life. I was a real lame loser (I’m still one) and she was calling herself a loser. Just then she screamed…
Kannu…, Kannu… are you listening?
I said whattt?
She said, where are youuu? Just come back to this world.
I replied, “yar I was thinking something”
She ignored my views and said’ you had “summer of ’69 na!” You still having it? Plz. Play it for me…
I wondered, ‘where this came from?’ but that’s Ruchika for you, and for me… and for everyone. Sometimes I do not understand this girl. Every time I try to understand her. Her eyes come in between. They stop me right there only and do not allow me to pass through her brain. She says, she has the “killer eyes” (may be), but I find them expressive… whatever is going in heart you can read it in her eyes.
While I was thinking this, she pumped my left earphone pin to my right ear and said, “tu bhi sun-2”, this made me somewhat uncomfortable and I came back to this world (again)… I noticed she had already cheered up. I still do not know what was the reason? Some music or she was feeling that I was ignoring her as I was lost in some Ruchika thoughts…
We listened some more songs from the phone. I noticed although Ruchika was listening music, laughing (externally) but internally she was somewhere else. Her eyes telling me the entire story (I’ve told you the expressive eyes.) even though she was desperately trying to hide her pain and faking a smile. But, I tell you faking do not come easily to Ruchika. Every time she tries to wear a happy-go-lucky mask on her face in front of me, She fails terribly. I get to know most (read all) of the things when I see her face. But most of the time I do not say anything… coz, I don’t know, “what to say in such situations) more importantly am really bad at handling crying girls. Sometimes I wish she would speak more about herself, about her problems with her friends (especially with close ones)… you know this actually reduces your pain. But she does not understand this…


She needs a lot of love; I need a lot of love and everyone else does too. Funny we never say it. It is okay to scream in public if you are hungry “I’m starving”. It is okay to make a fuss if you are tired “I’m so sleepy”. But somehow we cannot say, “I just need some more love”. Why can’t we say it, Ruchi? It is as basic a need.
You promise me from the next time, you’ll say this whenever you need more love.

Just then she punched me in my stomach and said, “I don’t know where you are today, am leaving” and she left me alone lying there to think about her forever.


There were whole lots of thing I wanted to write about her but I have told you about my limited eng.
I better cut out with this melodrama before it goes of hand… But babes... thanks for being there for me. With all your good advices and a free ear for me to scream and crib with! love ya babes! Take care always!!
Thumbs ups 2 our friendship!!! U ROCK!! Don’t forget me in u r life...life is too short so enjoy every bit!!! Always there for you!! :)