5 brothers
So it was my birthday yesterday and while it was a day pretty much like any other, the events of the evening of the 8th of September are something I will cherish for a long time. The last time we were together was about 4 years ago before two of us disappeared off to university. We'd play basketball every evening - street rules (basically - rules didnt count) and then we'd sit and nurse our bruises after the game spinning yarns about how that shot we'd almost made would have won our team the game if it hadn't been for.... (several excuses were offered up at this point).
Over the last 4 years, among other things, two of us got jobs and moved out, one dropped out of college, one continued working with his father, while the 5th began his MBA. Some of us fell in love and out of it as well. And then it happened. The one thing that threatens and stretches the friendship of any group of guys... one of us found their Yoko Ono. We had a falling out which saw two of our longest and closest friends stop talking to each other. We stopped our regular games of basketball and stopped going to the movies as buddies. The weekend marathon sessions with playstations and nintendos stopped too. It wasn't the 5 of us anymore - just fragments of the original group.
And then on this one day, everything just seemed to magically come together. We were all finally back in the same city at the same time. And since I was in town for just 3 days, I wanted to meet up with the rest of the guys before I'd be gone again - my birthday was the perfect excuse. We went out for dinner together - rather reluctantly at first (Yoko was still in the picture) but as the night wore on things began to get comfortable again. We reverted to our old selves - the loud belly aching laughs following incomprehensible jokes, the long drawn stories about how we almost made that basket from that game that one evening, the innumerable discussions on the latest games coming out for the X-box or the Playstation... yea, I'll remember that night.
It was fun while it lasted. We dont know when it will happen again and thats probably why we didnt hold back. For this one night - things were perfect, even if only for just a few hours. No complicated egos to handle, no need to be politically correct, no worries about coming home early because the next day was a school day.. it was just 5 guys who loved each others company like brothers do... Brij, Joe, Jason and Raoul.. i'll miss you guys... see ya sometime soon!
P.s: Best of luck for the pick-up game on Sunday - thats if any of you guys have the balls to wake up at 6 a.m on a weekend!!! :)


