A Traveler's Memoir

I was back in my country and soon started feeling pity and sad with all the crowd and the fast-paced life in my motherland. I knew that I had one of my homes at Siliguri and I started riding in that direction. I called Sanam but was not reachable, Samarpan wasn't audible on the phone either. So I just got there and stopped beside Sanam's house.  His father walked towards the road while I was parked. I asked, Sir pehechaana? He says "kyon nahi par aapka sathi nahi hai."  "Huh, kya Sanam nahi hai?"  ( I asked if he recognised me and he says why not and said, but your friend isn't here) He had gone to attend a wedding in Nepal with his mother. When I decided to move on, Samarpan walked in. I asked him what's up with his phone and he said his mike was screwed. We decided to meet the rest of the gang, Dewash, Antony and his brothers. Dumped my luggage in Samarpans house, where I met his mom, a wonderful woman who was wheelchair-bound for a few years due t...

We Served breakfast for a family on their anniversary, and he tipped us 500. We decided to drink tonight. Of late, Jai and Raghu were starting to act cranky, not wanting to show any interest in work. Jai has started drinking and doesn't look like he wants to work anymore. We stopped bothering about them. Today, I watched a movie after a long time, Singam 3, watched it on the phone and recollected the days in Bangalore when I used to watch 5 to 6 movies every day on my laptop connected to a home theatre, The home theatre was one of my favourites, I don't regret selling it since, I sold it to my lecturer and I really needed that money. Swami and I went out and bought 4 quarters of one-man army, I don't remember if it was brandy or whisky. That afternoon was lazy, we did not have much to do. I wrote for some time while the clock ticked 6. Last night was fun with some booze in our bodies. It's fun to talk with brother Lawrence when he is drunk. He started speaking English a...