SS(MG):MyFriend, MyWife&My Colleague 2/3/18/25/END

agar tu ashi shaart rakhege tho humari naukri paaki hume bye bye kehdegi

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naukri to kya isney to jaan ley lenee hai

THE PAST

1999

I woke with the continuous ringing of my cell, with half open eyes I looked at the number displayed, it read Dev, my sleepiness disappeared as I pressed the answer button, ''hell, you are still sleeping, get ready I will be at your place in 15 mins'' and the call was cut; so much like Dev I thought, and hurried to freshen up. By the time Dev knocked the door in precise 15 mins, I were ready.

As I mounted the bike behind Dev, I heard a growl from my stomach, last night I had a row with the old lady on the phone, and I ended up sleeping on an empty stomach.

The bike halted and so did my thoughts, Dev gave me a negative sigh, '' another row with the old lady, go and grab something fast'' I went in and came in few minutes with 2 mugs of coffee and a roll sandwich; Dev took one and rested against the wall sipping the coffee, I wondered what would I do without him around me, he planned things for me, he helped me with my goals; he supported me in my blues, he is the one because of whom I am standing here on my two feet without any chains to tie me, he is my morning alarm.

'' Hurry up we don't have the worlds time'' he barked, I gave him a smile, I many a times intentionally delay to hear his loud voice, it makes me feel wanted, loved, cared.

Once at our destination, he scanned me tip to toe, I felt weird, I have dressed as he had asked me to, black trousers, pinstriped grey yellow shirt, black college shoes, carrying a file folder with my documents. He nodded in affirmation, tidied my collar and smoothened the shirt along the shoulders, and indicated to follow him.

He had parked his bike at the guest parking outside the building, as we entered the huge gates, I were impressed by the building, it was a technical campus, it had an engineering college and a management college, it was in its budding stage, they have got permission to start 3 engineering branches, Mechanical, civil and computers plus MBA and MCA degree courses.

Dev has brought me here to apply in civil while I continued pursuing M.Tech structures, without needing any help from the old lady. I had Dev and that was enough.

2 years later, 2001

I have completed my M. Tech and have applied for PhD, Dev said to get promotion it was must; my girlfriend has also completed her graduation and now her parents were pestering for marriage, so with Dev's help I got married to her. She was a darling; she helped me through ups and downs. She was always by my side. What more did I need, a wife like her and a friend like Dev.

4 years later, 2005

The old lady my Daadi, was sick, so my wife decided to go and stay with her, but I refused and we for the first time in 4 years had a fight and she left me for Daadi, my Daadi. And to my utter surprise Dev supported her, and also helped her settle there

2007

It has been 2 years since she left, she did not come back, and neither did I go to her. I don't even talk to her. Dev visits her frequently and keeps me update with her and the old lady. Now I am here staying alone in my quarter provided by the college.

You all might be wondering who Dev is, he is my best buddy and the son of the owner of the college I am teaching in; but he did not tell anyone that he knows me, he says that he can show me the way and rest I have to achieve on my own, he many a times asked me to go and stay with my so called family, but I feel good here. Rather I don't want to do what the old lady wants me to do. I know once I will go and stay with her, she will emotionally blackmail me to agree with her and I don't want to give up my freedom. My wife, as I am very much aware of my Daadi's tactics, by now must have been convinced that it is me who is running away from responsibilities. So it's no use joining them.

I have progressed a lot, now I am an associate professor, thanks to the PhD; Dev forced me to do; now as my wife had gone, I took extra responsibilities of the college. I am the training placement officer (TPO), sports in charge and the scholarship in charge. I had loads of work now; at times I come back even after7 in the evening. Very few in the college knew about my wife, as when she was with me I stayed 20 kms from the college and as we two were not party people we hardly visited any one.

Though co faculties knew that I am married but they did not ask me much as I never asked others any personal questions.

2009

10 years is a long time, I am 31 years of age; now the college had in total 8 engineering branch apart from MBA & MCA. We have also gone this year into applying for Architecture and Pharmacy. I have been told by Dev that Pharmacy department will be near Chemical engineering department and Architecture will be in the newly constructed wing where I have my TPO cabin.

The other cabin which has been for Dev will be given to the new joining faculty of Architecture. I did not like it, the other cabin was only separated by mine by means of a 10 feet high half glazed partition, which was short to the ceiling by 18 inches and above it the two cabins had one AC between them. I just hoped that the new neighbor will not lead me to run away. I like being on my own.

Two faculties were joining in both the departments, in Pharmacy Mr. Kailash, a 29 year old bachelor and Mrs. Renu, a 31 year old Married lady with 1 kid and in Architecture Mr. Vikram, a 42 year old married man who has a daughter studying in VIII and Mrs. Geet, a 29 year old married lady with 2 kids, a son of 7 years and a daughter of 6 years.

I just hope these two architects will prove to be a good company.

A week has passed since the faculties joined, I did not get a chance to interact with them; they were very loud company, Mr. Vikram was a good singer, whenever he was in the cabin he would sing or tell jokes; Mrs. Geet was also talkative she would frequently giggle and laugh, I was surprised how easily these two became friends.

I just decided to take a round of the corridors, I wanted to keep the TT table in the spare room at the end of the corridor, in the adjacent room Mr. Vikram was taking a class, as I returned I found Mrs. Geet trying hard to tally the instruments in the survey lab with the list she was given. I stood at the door wondering should I interrupt or not.

She pointed at the dumpy level and asked Romeo, her attendant, ''what do you think Romeo, is this a theodilite?'' Romeo said, ''madam it could be that, but I am not sure'' she sighed, ''let's freeze it as theodilite, now let's just guess which compass is which'' Pandeyji her second attendant who was carefully reading the list said, ''madam let us count each type of compass and see which number matches, like here it is written prismatic compass no. 30, whichever compass are 30 will automatically be prismatic compass'' she smiled, ''well done Pandeyji, now let's start counting''

But as they counted they found there were 3 types of compass which were 30 in number, Romeo said, ''what to do madam?'' she sighed, '' let's tick them randomly, not to worry survey class is in next semester, till then we will ask some civil faculty.

It was hard for me to control now so I stepped in, took the ledger from Pandeyji's hand and ticked the instruments on the list, made labels and asked Pandeyji and Romeo to stick them on the respective instruments, she all the time looked at me as if saying, who are you.

After the work was done I came forward and offered her my hand, and said, '' Mrs. Geet, hello'' she smiled and shook hands with me and said, '' thank you and you are?'' her hand was soft and approach professional, and I smiled and introduced myself...

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