I
knew Asif and Shabira since their courting days. All of us studied in
the same college. After completing their studies they got married.
Within a year Shabira delivered a healthy baby boy. The couple had a
very big fight over the name of the new born child. While Asif was a
very big fan of Shahrukh Khan, Shabira was smitten by the charms of
Salman Khan and each of them wanted to name the child after their
favourite star. As happens often in a relationship, the woman
-Shabira got her way and the son was named Salman. It was agreed
that if they opted for a second child and if the second child was a
son he would be named Shahrukh. The birth of Asif had brought a
bundle of joy in the lives of the couple. But Shabira yearned for the
second child. Numerous trips were made to infertility clinics and
religious places, but in vain. Asif tried to convince her, that they
had one healthy child and they should consider themselves fortunate
that the Almighty had blessed them with a child. His words soothed
Shabira, but only temporarily. Finally all the efforts of the doctors
and the prayers were answered. Shabira was expecting for the second
time. Asif had been time and again reminding her that if this time it
was a son, he would be named after Asif’s favourite star Shahrukh.
Shabira delivered a baby boy and the younger son was named Shahrukh.
Little Salman was now in first standard.
Asif
got a new job opportunity and the couple relocated to Bangalore. As
happens always, for the intial few months we were in touch through
the phone and the net. But gradually the calls and emails reduced and
we lost touch. I occasionally missed the couple and younger Salman’s
antics. I used to resolve that I would give the couple a call in the
evening when I returned home. Like every working professional, I
never reached home in the evening, but only at the midnight and
forgot about the calls. Weekends would be only for make up the sleep
deprived during the week days and nothing else.
I
had a business meeting at Bangalore. I was to be in Bangalore only
for two days. The thought of visiting Bangalore brought back the
thought of the lovely star struck couple. I was apprehensive to call
them. At times when people are out of touch, they are out of mind.
There are some people who require friends just to have great time, to
give company for movies and coffees and hang out. Once you are away
from them, they find new companions and your company hardly matters.
But there are some people who are always special to you and although
you may be ignorant about it, you also remain special for them. On
this positive note, I was determined that I would atleast give a call
to Asif and Shabira. Asif was delighted to hear my voice and
insisted that I should stay with him instead of staying in hotel. He
was joined by Shabira and I had to give in. Asif had come to pick me
up at the hotel where I had business meetings. He gave me a bear hug.
I realised had I not given him a call, I would have really missed
something very precious. After a drive of about half an hour, I
reached the spartan home of the couple. Shabira welcomed me as little
Shahrukh hid behind her. “Where is the macho man Salman?” I asked
in a lighter vein. “He is now in fourth standard and has gone for
his tuition” replied Shabira as she moved to the kitchen to make
some tea. We all had tea and went down the memory lane. We exchanged
information and updated each other about our common friends and
resolved that we all should meet atleast once in a year.
During
the conversation I realised that the couple was addressing little
Shahrukh as Aman. “Asif what made you to nick name your son as
Aman? Have you changed your loyalties?” I asked with a grin. “My
dear friend all that I can say is that it is for peace” said Asif
making a long face. “Salman was five years old when Shahrukh was
born.” said Asif with a deep breath. I was in a quandary. “He was
a child and it was natural for him to exhibit sibling rivalry. The
attention of the parents was divided towards the new child. Salman
was enraged not because of the arrival of new child, but because
Shahrukh was a bigger star than Salman.” Seeing my puzzled
expressions, Shabira stepped in. “Salman was jealous. He exhibited
violent streaks. He hated the new child, because according to him the
new child (Shahrukh) was more successful than him (Salman) and he
could not take that fact. We had numerous counseling sessions with
the child psychologist. According to the psychologist, Shahrukh was
young enough to understand that Shahrukh Khan was a bigger star than
Salman Khan, but was too young to understand the difference between
films and reality. Finally we decided to rename Shahrukh. In fact it
was suggestion from the psychologist to rename Shahrukh as Aman –
peace. Fortunately, the name Aman brought a lot of peace in our
family. Now Salman and Aman bond very well. Salman takes very good
care of Aman when we are not around.” “This is the way we ended
the star wars at our home” said Asif as we shared a good laugh like
the good old days. Such was the impact of change of name.
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This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.
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