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In my college days back in year 1999 I had this Muslim friend (I know many Muslims but most of them are 'hello' and 'goodbye take care' acquaintance); but we were very good close friends.. I met him at the place where I was doing my 'Management Trainee' job; and we spent like 8 hours of our day together everyday at work..
We started hanging out together; he was real good at picking up chicks; starting small talk with girls and than getting their number etc.. he took me to his big bro's shop; it was deep inside a Muslim neighbourhood; remember year 1999/00/pre01 (9/11 didn't happened that time).. it was fun; I spent time at his shop with a gang of like 7-9 Muslim guys (and me alone Hindu) and they were talking in their typical Muslim language.. it was fun to meet them..
But than suddenly 9/11 happened; and everything started to change between us.. no friction or anything but.. I noticed he didn't liked being an open/free person he was anymore... and as the events further unfolded after 9/11 like in Afghanistan/Iraq.. he further lost confidence in himself.. he was nomore good with chicks, got nervous and scared because of his name 'Badrudoja Ali'.. he told me to call him 'Bobby' in public places and not 'Ali' which I used to call him, so it wont reveal his caste to chicks and others.. he didn't laughed or smiled anymore; and always had this insecure look in his eyes, insecurity maybe about his future.. our friendship met a slow death I don't know why...
I haven't met him/or had any contact with him since 2004.. but I still laugh and smile when I think of time we spent together and the fun we had... I wish someone could rewind time and bring back the old 'Ali' he was before.. |
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