From my friend's notebook

In the time of my vacation between higher secondary and Bachelor study, I have made a lot of friends directly and indirectly in a tiny town named Contai, where I was born and brought up. We all, around ten to twelve vagabonds used to gather regularly at some roadside place every evening and gossiped for hours after hours about every possible things we could think of. We call it "adda". Among all those friends I merely have communication with very few people now, while with others I have absolutely no connection. Even though Tapas falls in the second category, but he has seized a large part of my memory by his excessive simplicity in manner and mind. He is extremely brave but absolutely unpredictable. He is the greatest example of all sort of absentmindedness. Very often I remember him, especially his behaviors and activities. This is one of my greatest entertainments in solitary hours. I should excerpt some of those incidences which I fortunately encountered or learnt from others. I might not be able to portray them as lively and humorously as they are in reality, but I will try my best.

-:O:- One day he joined us little late around 7 pm in our "adda" and said "Guys I have to go home now because my father handed me this bag of chicken to carry home. Mom is waiting for it to cook." Then he started describing his day and forgot absolutely about the chicken. When he does something, he involves himself totally into it, nothing else bother or scare him at that moment. Around 9 PM his father passed by the same road without anyone's attention except Souman. Souman asked then "Tapas, why is your father going home so early today?" He replied carelessly "Oh, because Dad did not have lunch today and especially we have chicken in dinner tonight". Neither he nor we remembered that he was carrying that chicken. Almost one more hour passed by since then before his father came searching him around 10 PM and was able to recover the chicken.

-:O:- During that period we had no school or study, so we used to meet in morning also for the "adda", until everybody felt hungry. On one such summer noon after our meeting Sudep, went with him to his house to borrow a novel. After reaching his house, Sudep said, "I am in hurry, so let me wait outside. You better bring the book please". Tapas went inside and disappeared completely. After Sudep's long wait of approximately twenty to thirty minutes under such deadly summer sunshine, Tapas' mother fortunately came outside for some other purposes and saw Sudep standing outside "When did you come?" Poor Sudep replied "I have come with Tapas and he went inside for so long to get a book for me." His mother said embarrassingly "What? Tapas went to sleep after coming home."

-:O:- One day we asked him to buy a cigarette from the nearby shop and as we did not have a lighter, so we also requested him to light that up in the shop itself. He has anothor greatest virtue of not refusing anyone for any reason. So he left immediately and came back after 4-5 minutes with an indeed lighted but almost finished cigarette. "Did you start smoking?" one of us asked him surprisingly. He replied "No No No! I was talking to my neighbor and as the cigarette was wasted burning, so I asked that guy to have couple of puffs". Manik was totally furious at him, but we were already aware of his character, so we forgave him immediately without wasting another single word to correct him.

-:O:- He went to do his Bachelor Study to some other school. One day he was playing for his current Bachelor school against his former school in a soccer match, which turned into a fight between the two schools after a while. This happens almost at every sports or similar programs in my town. Tapas is as strong as emotional too, and as a result he gets involved with such fighting easily and immediately. The funniest thing we watched that day was that he started beating his own fellow students as well as teachers, even wearing their same uniform. It was not because he was a great fan of his former school; the reason was that he was completely habituated to fight for them.

-:O:- On the contrary, one evening when our strong debate on some topic was tending to some sort of fighting, he started crying instantly. We all stopped arguing suddenly and asked him astonishingly ''What happen?", "Why are you crying?" He said loudly "I do not want any kind of fighting among us". He was full of contradictions as well as fun.

Tapas is still the same and therefore more such activities are expected to occur. I will keep updating this blog as soon as I will learn them.