What is a Basement ?

                                             What's the most important thing in a building ? What's the thing that withholds ten storey , 20 storey apartments ? Yep . Basement . No matter if it is a 2 floor or a twenty floor building , it's the basement that forms the support ,bears the building against forceful quakes and other sort of calamities . After all life is all about discovering yourself within you . We humans need a driving force , We are always intended to depend on someone or something . Right from the birth we depend on parents for every single thing . You are forced to do stuffs that everyone do . If everyone goes to hell we are put up with the only option . If everyone does schooling , we are dragged into the Kinder garden classes right from the age of 3 . We are living this way . We are limited to one single way .The way which was accepted and followed by our parents . Its our absolute fear . Fear of trying things newly . Fear of failure . Fear of crictiscisms . My parents weren't an exception either . Right at my 3rd year on this amazing world I was admitted in a school . I hardly remember anything that happened . One thing..One clear thing which was traced from the deepest thinkings was that I was ignored badly at that school . I wasn't a good student .A regular failure who doesn't even know alphabets and numbers . I looked horrible and so did my handwriting . I hardly had no friends . To be right you may not call it "friend" . Because you wouldn't even have known the spelling of "FRIEND" at that age . So let's call it an "accompanion ". A mate . A person to move the time with . A person to be accompanied in our immature childish activities . I hardly had none . Another thing I did remember was that I considered someone too close to my heart . And I got pissed off by him . So getting pissed off isn't new for me ,for I had a lot of awful experiences way back in my old school till 2nd standard .The situation is same even with my flat mates . Everyone used to ignore me as I was too small for any sort of game .                                                
                                                   At the third grade we decided to move from the old house to the newly built home at Nanganallur .When comfort and luxury invites us , we are dragged to it , attracted to it to an extent that swallows all the love we had for our previous possesion in our past . We are so detached to a thing and when you find a better one , you forget everything and run to it .That's how we moved from West Mambalam to Nanganallur . New home . New life . New school . I and my sister were put up in a school to continue the process . The process which was believed to make a change in your life . A drastic change - Education. So ya , I was admitted into Prince School at Madipakkam . At my first day I was introduced to the class by a teacher. I was admitted late . So classes had been commenced already . So at the school I was new to Tamil , as my secondary language was Hindi . So from "Aa" I started learning  stuffs which were new to me . I was put up into a new place , a new atmosphere that totally took away the happiness outta me . In the first mid term exams I faced failure in Tamil paper .People made fun of me . I remember very well . My class topper said ,"Why would one turn up to a new school if he is this poor ?" . Sadness .Tears . Darkness . Pain of failure . Pain of being cricticised . The next exam I scored 82% in Tamil :)
                                                    Days went . In my first year , I harldy had two friends . Everyone ignored me for nothing .Till my 5th grade I was with two buddies . Life was heavenly with them . We were a separate group . The class had another gang . We wouldn't go there . We three stayed together . One day . I went to them and asked them ,"Can I join with you guys ?". But I wasn't ready to leave these two guys either .I spent a large part of my childhood life in a complete dialemma . Things started working out with the other gang . I was accepted as a friend there .But I didn't leave these two either. To be frank , I was an absolute time pass material for them . Thats how I became close to them . Life was smooth , pleasant and amazing during my 7th , 8th grades
                                                    A boy finds a budding man within him when he is welcomed to the teenage . A basement is set up when you are 14 . A basement where one is enthralled by the amazing teenhood . The basement which would change the complete course of life . This one is the delicate spark of the intense light which either burns you completely down into flames or rises you to the ultimate height like a sun . One spark which would decide the complete fate of life .That's why parents are more concerened about their children during their 13 14 15 . Do you remember the basement which I mentioned about at the beginning ? You need to start right from the basement and may end up building a Burj Dubai or an hut house . For both , the basic requirement is the basement . Yes .Let us go into this topic now . FIRST FRIENDS ARE THE BASEMENT FOR ONE'S LIFE . Friends we make up at the beginning of our maturity are the ones who decides our fate . You may have your mother ,father , sister , brother etc etc . You are literally having all these relations tied up together in the form of a friend . Thus my friends decided my fate . My very fate . My life . They were into me . They were within me . They were part of each and every activity I do . They were with me probably in all the possible circumstances .They were GODS . They were beautiful from heart . They were the delicate petals that added beauty in my life . Remove any one of those petals , the flower looks ugly . They were my everything .
                                                    Yes in our 9th grade we possibly did every single thing one was likely to do in his youth .Use of Offensive language , Making a hectic fun of classmates to Sighting ,Crushes to roaming around the school , everything was fun . Every single thing was absolute fun . The best days we had in our lives was our school exhibition . We came up with a very good idea for the project but the implementation part was a total mess up . In the name of project we were making a life long memories that would be cherished for a very long time . That's where we found ourselves . That's where we discovered the real meaning of friendship . Not letting the other one go for any sake . After that exhibition we were one step closer to the what could be called as FRIENDSHIP . Remember . There are few things that has no limits . That could never be simply expressed in a sentence or two . Any sort of relationships comes under this . You may take MOTHER-SON relationship for an instance . Could you ever justify that this relation would be expessed in one single essay . 26 alphabets wont suffice . If the sky was a piece of paper and if night was ink ,using them you could most probaby express 10% of what it really means . It's the same case with friendship . You dont need to justify if he/she is good or bad . To you the person is everything . He/she is the magnificient form of your soul .He/she is the reflection of your beauty . Friendship has this power of tranforming a STRANGER to EVERYTHING in future .
                                                But attaching yourself too close to someone would end up being dangerous . After all everything has its own limits .10th grade is where we were the princes of our castle . We were angels . We were seeds from where plants rose . Each one was always there for the other 8 .No matter whatever the situation ,we were together . For every gang there must be a leader . Leadership isn't as easy as one may think . He must be the living example for others . We had ours . He was personally the closest one to my heart . Hopefully everyone's heart.He was a model for us . He was my inspiration of how one could react in ever possible circumstances . He was our Harichandran .. Our Vivekanandha . Our Love . Our GOD . My god .. He had that bad habit of caring only for others . That may turn bad for him in few circusmtances . He never cared of what he needs . We would advise him to take a look on his own life which he fails to do for most of the time . He was the real example who proved to be one both in academics and character-wise . To be open ,the soul of mine named "Shravan" is composed of every delicate mouldings he made on me . He was the reason for what I am today . It was in this process of copying to be like him , I moulded , discovered , rejuanated me . Thanks man :*
                                          Even on the very eve of 10th board exams we were happily spending time . We cared a little about the exams . But believe me . Everyone of us came out with flying colors . But the worst part was we lost a friend . He was forced to leave the school after 10th . But we still are in touch.Results time..Everyone secured above 90% . We were led by him . We were directed towards the victory only by him . In plus 1 we chose our paths . Me and the other guy took CS as the optional subject and all the other guys opted out Biology . We were disappointed at this stage where we actually realised we are not gonna be together in the same class anymore . The bonding right from the 3rd standard finally found almost dead . But not really . Though we were put up in different classes , we continued to be together . But not the same way . Things changed . I got few friends . I was expolred to the world . The world beyond my actual world of  my friends . Its vastness which I wasn't aware of for these many days . And to be frank , 11th grade was the worst part of my story .Except for my new bestie I was gifted in my class .He was my only partner in crime . For the next two years he was my everything in this new atmosphere where I missed my old buddies .Worst things happen one after the other. I wasn't doing good in academics . I lost my dad . I lost my friends . I was thrown far away from the feet of Almighty . Thrown away with prickles in my delicate heart . Thrown away with pain . Irreparable pain . Pain that demanded the presence of my friends . I knew that they were the only pain killers . They didn't fail either . They were on my side . They were those little fragmented candles that lit up my darkness . They withheld me strongly . They were the ones who directed me the way . If it weren't them I would have remained in the darkness . I would have destroyed . I would have lost somewhere .With their support somehow I managed to pass my 11th grade .
                                       Stepping onto my final year at the school I was hopeless in scoring marks . Because I saw the worst me in my 11th . I hardly remember a day seriously spent with a book .Vut things weren't same in 12th . We prepared each and every subject together .We took up the tuitions together . Classes were never barriers . We had our limitations that would find itself at the end of the sky . So we were happily preparing together for the most important exams of our life . Though at first we were losing our control over subjects but somehow we managed to score decent marks in the exams .And it was the summer vacation . The days went with outings , evening cricket games , card games . movies .Those 4 months were simply amazing .
                                      And this was the part . The toughest part . Each one moved on to pursue his engineering in different colleges . Each one was put up into different institutions .College life begun.It was this time were I had completely forgotten these guys . It was this mistake which I would feel guilty for the rest of my life . At college I would have found lot of people .But they weren't them . We were tied up with a lot of works at college that we didn't get together for months together .Recently I met them after really a long time and that is where I realised how cruel this life is . This where I realised that things were changing . I was losing a part . I was overshadowed by the friendships I gained in college . And as a bolt from the blue one of our mates is moving to Armenia for higher studies . This is the very point I realised that we grew up . We have started to change . We cannot be together . It killed . It hurted . It plucked my every nerve . How could this end ? . How could FRIENDSHIP end .I acknowledged each and every incident going through my mind like a flash .Is this life all about ? Moving on to new things . Is this love all about ? Is this friendship all about ?? I killed myself inside me for this state .I betrayed myself for being so rude to my friends at few circumtances . I was sorry for them . Tears . Darkness . Felt extremely down . Downest down . Those people who were my every nerve have started moving out of my body. I started realising the truth that we cannot be that close hereafter.. that appealing any more . I took a deep breath . Very deep breath which gave enough time to decide . To conclude that THEY ARE FOR LIFE . I am happy that I finally realised it
                          What were we talking at the beginning ?Yes.Basement . Every novel needs a base line .Every good film needs a base story line. Every building needs a basement . Every life needs base friends .Or in other words basic friends , first friends , school friends or whatever you may call. You may go to the farthest corner of this globe . You may be the top notch across all the countries .. but remember that there comes the situation . Situation in which you may feel blue .Totally blue . There comes the situation WHEN THE WORLD TURNS AGAINST YOU . Remember , realise and believe that in that situation THEY TURN AGAINST THE WORLD just for you. You may reach several heights . But dont forget the place from where did you start .If you turn the mightiest tree dont forget u were once the smallest seed . If you turn the tallest building , dont forget that you were only the basement once. After all EVERYTHING HAS A BEGINNING and an END . FRIENDS ARE BEGINNING . FRIENDS ARE EVERYTHING ..FRIENDS ARE END :)
                                                                                                               - Shravan 

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