My little niece was all excited to call the television set as “the idiot box”, new word she learned in school today. But her constant chatter reminded me of my idiot box.
When I was in school, I had a classmate –PALAK. We were classmates and almost the same height so always used to sit together but never the best of the friends. I don’t exactly remember whether I was a mean kid or all were mean but she was most definitely not.
I am talking about kids under the age of 10, when you start maintaining your clan and hang out with them only. Then there are fights and you fall out and then get back together. Whenever I had fallout with my besties and I used to wander alone in lunchtime, from nowhere Palak would appear. She used to call me and make me sit with her group and have lunch. I never felt like an outsider with her or her group. There were never any questions just the normal chatter.
Every time I used to make up with my friends I used to leave Palak even without telling her. And again a repeat telecast yet she would welcome me with smiling with her group. I never felt like an outsider with her. She was a complete idiot box she didn’t know the bitter words/character of the world – mean, selfish et al.
Those friends I used to hang out with at that time were not my real friends and hence we are not friends anymore. But maybe I never had anybody as a REAL friend as PALAK till date whose love for me was like sun full of warmth and shining all the time.
Today, even in this digital world, Palak and I don’t even know about each other’s whereabouts. I don’t blame her for forgetting me but I am late enough to realise her importance. I have never met anyone like her. But remembering her just made me realise that I have turned so bitter in this world that even I forgot that idiot-boxes are so important to keep everything intact and save from falling apart.