Wanna read the Part -1 before this, follow it here:
http://rahul-aggarwal.blogspot.com/2009/10/kaminey-hum-dono-judwa-hai.html
This should’ve made directors of Kaminey a bit skeptical had someone told them about Kaminey, the 2nd, but let’s keep the so-called geniuses of film fraternity at bay from any worries. This Kaminey, Part-2 is the germination of the seeds sown by my mischievous twin, Rahul. I wonder what sort of lives are led by other twins in this world when our both lives are so inter0mingled and yet so exciting.
Coming to the point, I was smiling for having come across Rahul’s blog, because I never thought about penning down our experiences ever!!! And believe me; I really liked the idea as much as each one of you did.
There is no denying the fact that we’ve had so many highs & lows when we were kids, but the best thing was we both could make every damn situation way too humorous when we wanted. Taking baton from the point where Rahul left, I remember the girl he used to hang around with. He always tried keeping it as clandestine as possible from every individual out there. The only thing was Rahul kept this secret in one of our class-mates, who kept all his secrets with me. And Rahul’s girl would keep all her secrets with one of her class-mates (another female), the girl who I used to trust like anything (I mean I would keep my secrets with). Now isn’t that a convoluted pentagon with three males on one side and two females on other when there’s only one couple in between? Well, yes, that’s the way not so filmy Kaminey life is!!! Not that I wanted them not to hang around, but just that I think I was too immature to realize the gravity of a missed date.
Quoting another incident was when Rahul had fallen sick due to yellow fever and was in no condition to attend school especially when exams were approaching. During initial stages when Rahul was suffering from a very high fever, we never thought the thing would aggravate to such a level. So, I employed a strategy where in I would daily attend all the school periods (yes, that’s what we used to call classes then), but with a condition: One day I would attend as Rahul and another day as myself. This would save both of us from any attendance shortages with justification on any day being, “Ma’am/Sir, when I am present here and exams are approaching, we thought may be one of us can attend college to get notes while the other one can sit back home and study alternately!!!”
In this manner, I would continue doing Rahul’s(tweaking things a bit) as well as my homework also. But the day it was confirmed that fever is going to take a heavy toll on Rahul; we had to cut short for fear of not being able to carry this thing way too long. But believe me, it was fun doing it (for all the chicks in school, including his girl kept asking me about him on almost everyday).
Once I remembered when we were in 6th standard appearing for final semester examinations. History was one of the subjects deadlier than expected and the epitome of Rahul’s misery. J During the exam, as Rahul had already told you, I used to sit in front of him (there were times when teachers used to change our seats for having identical faces). Now during history exam, we had our class-teacher, Joel Sir as an invigilator. A very strict teacher who used to proclaim of looking back when looking ahead through his concave but convex spectacles he wore. Thinking about those glasses still gives a tickle. Half an hour past exam, Rahul sitting at my back, somehow informed me of having a clean memory wash about history chapters and was waiting for me to create some history now. Now, I wondered, was this by any sorts an experiment to challenge the quadruple eyes of Mr.Joel and conquer the cheating arena as a warrior, or an experiment to truly check if I’d loved my brother and was ready to sacrifice his as well as my exam paper on being caught if at all that happens!!! I never really wanted to test my gut skills to unleash a war against those concave but convex glasses for I knew there was not even an ounce present in me. But brother is a brother, and especially when a twin, a brother is a superlative form. Like Rahul said, “life ko jeene ke do tareeke hote hain, short-cut and chotta short-cut”, I took one about which I never bothered to know which one was it!!!
Since we had benches and desks those days, I told him that I’ll continue writing all my answers on answer-sheets and instead of keeping them beneath my examination board, I’ll keep them adjacent to me on the bench where I sat. Idiot felt elated and with 100% confidence (not the one for history answers) agreed in unison. He kept picking the answer sheets from beneath his desk and replacing them with another one after he was done. Sudden lightning-turns by Joel sir would send shivers down my spine. Luckily we both completed exam with a nice effort and scored pretty well when results were out. I don’t know whether Rahul would remember this incident, but I certainly have a smile when ever I think about the whole incident. History was indeed created during history exam!!!
There are in fact innumerable incidents I could go about writing but then there’s a thing I believe, not everything is to be uncovered and not every secret should be discussed with every friend!!!
Enjoy reading,
Raghav Aggarwal
As one of our class-mates tagged Rahul & me once with “Ache Kaminey” (Class 9th)
