Sunday, July 4, 2010

A time-travel back

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I have been having this feeling of incompleteness since quite a time. Don't get me wrong, I am talking about friends here. I have friends, but it never feels like the good old school days when all of us used to wait for the recess bell to go out and play. And now, everybody seems to be in a rush!! "Grow up, boy", they(well-wishers) say. "You are already eighteen. A bright career awaits you." So now, I still have friends except the fact that the context of friendship has changed. One just needs to be on a social-networking site and with a click-search, all one's friends are there. But, it never feels the same. On the contrast, I believe that all these sites do is provoke one's narcissistic side. And, all I can do now is recall the past memories with a heavy heart and a deep sigh..

As a part of my research Internship with MILLEE, I have been here in Hyderabad since about a month. Days passed as usual. I had made some new friends. Everything seemed the same until the day we were going for deployment. Our team (oh, yes we work in a team) had made some educational mini-games (for mobile platform) and we were going for a small-scale deployment. The place was Naandi after-school program, where we would be meeting ClassV students, for whom our games were designed. Just as we reached there, all of us were in for a pleasant surprise as the kids went in a frenzy to greet us. It was a bit disturbing to see their state, but I soon forgot it as I started shaking hands with them. Pure hearts and a winning smile on each face, I was overwhelmed by their response. What followed during the next few hours is something I shall always cherish.

I had not felt so enthusiastic or energetic in quite some time as on that day. I was extra keen in taking my observations for the usability of the game I had co-programmed, lest I miss their troubled expressions while playing it. I sat with them, laughed with them, played with them, and soon I felt like I was one of them. They asked me if I had visited the Golkunda fort, Char Minar, and all the beautiful places Hyderabad is famous for. When my response was in the negative, they said "Sir, we will take you." "Sure, we will have lots of fun", I said. They taught me some Telugu in the meantime. They talked about their favorite film-stars and movies. When they came to know that I had not watched a single Telugu movie, they started suggesting which one's should I watch. And just as it seemed that I had started feeling the completeness once again, the moment of parting arrived. One of the boys, whom I had developed an affinity during this period, came to me, held my hands, water in his eyes and asked, "Anna, when will you come for the next time?" "Next week, again", I said. This gave a wide smile on his face.

I am going again next week, but I don't know what will I say when one of the next weeks is going to be my last week of visit. To remember these wonderful kids, I have used one of our photographs together as my profile picture.