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Its surprising how a silent bored observation in a so called 'family' gathering can trigger an amazing train of thoughts........
Its rather difficult to be 'social'....with all the noble virtues associated with the word.......I mean as soon as we break
the umbilical chord, with all our ignorance ,nobody in particular attaches the tag of a 'social beast' on us........and we are so
habituated with it , we dont even feel it.........its like you dont feel you are looking untill you are blind......or you are
breathing untill you stiffle...............but the labour that the designation requires is quite a stress......indeed........
So last night I went for such a gathering.............30th anneversary of someone.........God three decades of 'no respite'....
Its like you are on a train running for three decades and you are out of fags.............but we all are used to reconcile to all
such 'responsibilities'.....and learn to be 'homely'........but thats not the point........well , out of twenty-five odd people I saw....I knew....other than my parents.......only six of them........and by no particular law.....all of them were in some multiples of my age.....a Mathematician would have said {n: n>1;where n is the multiple}.....so lets not toil with all those particular details that Watson was required to provide..............perhaps some of you have been in such a gathering............when you sit sandwitched between a retired government official working throughout his life outside
Kolkata and a Civil Engineer engaged in a number of flyover projects............opposite to a housewife musing quite assiduously
about some weired ice cream mixture.........flanked by couple of little Red Indians fighting over a comic book..............all you can do is try to concentrate upon the only business magazine at the nearby desk and look
through its edges and try to decipher the actual colour of the hair of the plump lady sitting by the corner....her son.....
a JEE /IIT aspirant with horn rimmed glasses.........beard growing like hairs.....clad in a stripe shirt and a green pant.....you
know the sorts........or wonder at the apparent infirmity of 'dieting' upon the girth of some individual associated with the
search of Holy Matrimony..............people have amazing tastes indeed..........
Well there are three things I maintanin in such a meeting......go there....keep a smiling face...indulge in a little conversation as sustained by your apparent ignorance of the wisdom of the world..........secondly.....never ever try to hum your favourite Rock music ......not even subconciously.........and third....the best of all......wait for the second call for dinner.....do some theatrics about how
unwilling you are to sit for the dinner before the 'others'......ultimately succumb to the biddings of your wonderful host......
Like everytime it worked.........and after yet another hours of bulletins from various sources the night air slapped with its rather humid hand........and yet another day rolled in this life of mine...........