Over A Cup Of Coffee-Part 1
Every day at perfect
11 am, my gang flocks to the cafeteria of the office for a cup of coffee.
Though a lot can happen over a cup of coffee, when we gather together nothing
fruitful happens. Everyone makes, with unmatched enthusiasms, new plans – plans
about future, and plans that keep changing every passing day.
“I want to improve
myself and put off some weight,” Vishal says, biting his nails. I don’t know
where he has got this weird disposition from.
“Oh! asshole. You
have been saying the same thing since we joined,” Sachin snaps, keeping his
newly bought spectacles aside and taking a strong sip of coffee.
Sachin is right.
Vishal always whines about his extra pounds, but never hits the gym. But if you
ask me seriously, I don’t think he needs to shed much. It’s his tiers around
his belly that add new dimension to his personality. Moreover, his tiers are
means of our recreation. We never hesitate playing with his jelly-belly
whenever we feel like.
Vinod, the lankiest
lad from my gang, pitched in. “I want a new job, a job that pays well.” he
says, scratching his head hardly. His curly hair looks like a bowl of Maggie which
we cannot dare to eat.
Sachin frowns,
sipping the coffee. He prepares himself to attack Vinod with his citrus words.
“Oh! Mr. Skeleton. Put on some weight first and then try to find a new job.
And, for God sake, never dare to go outside when there is a strong breeze
blowing. Otherwise it will carry you away with itself.”
After listening to
not-so-great words in his respect, Vinod makes his face. Sumit, another lean
guy and competitor of Vinod in lankiness, suppresses a smile hearing to all
this. I am observing all of them, writhing merrily in the snug chair of the
cafeteria. I try to act busy in sipping coffee and not paying attention to
their talks.
Coffee in our cups is
sipped to the last sip. Expect Vinod, no one of us leaves an iota of coffee in our
coffee cups. Someone has asked him that leaving some coffee or tea for that
matter in your cup shows you are well- cultured.
Cherishing some
great, hilarious moments with friends over a cup of coffee have made me a
little greedy. I am going to miss these special moments throughout my
existence, especially chatting over a cup of coffee! I want to sit with them
and talk nonsense endlessly. But it won’t be possible as we have to part our
ways one day or another. We all have come of age of maturity, where we need to
have a stable ground under our feet. Every one of us is aware of this fact, but
which path leads to the destination where we ultimately desire to reach is
vague. No matter what happens, we will make our dreams come true and always be
friends. Best of friends, to be more precise!
Superb Veere.....
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