Mutual Friend: चुलत मित्र

As always Self-Marketing, but the Quote in Original & Important

New term came into existence since the rise of social media.

My definition of Mutual friend "मित्राचा मित्र: चुलत मित्र".

Mutual friend exist in our day-to-day life. We at least cross one such name when we say " हा तो माहित आहे मला , अरे तेजा मित्र, हेजा मित्र & bla bla".

Mutual friend can be an actual mutual friend, You might co-relate & find this calculation interesting:

Categories of mutual friend:

1. A friends friend

2. A relatives friend

3. A friends relative

4. A friends mutual friend

5. A mutual friends friend & the list is looooong.

Facebook glorified the word "Mutual Friend"

Well I had many of these mutual friends, which were coincidentally introduced to me as friends friend, but later turned out to be one of my good friends.

As it’s classically said, Wavelength match होनी चाहिये, I counter debate, as I believe it is applicable for singles only.

If you are going through a relation then the definition would be " दर्द को दर्द ढुंढ हि लता हे ".

And on a Bollywood note, Mutual friend in part of every single love Story "The almighty Moon- चांदो मामा ", who it witnessing every little saga of each & every person alive.

So this little story is about one small incident related to Mutual Friend.

As I have mentioned in my earlier stories, I belong to Kolhapur, but I live in Pune (F*ck I hate my job).

I travel most of the weekends Pune-to-Kolhapur & Kolhapur-to-Pune. And the matter of fact is, each of my friend, friends friend, mutual friend, relative etc etc knows it.

Irony is I often have to work as a Courier guy on weekends.I should have a tag line for this " Weekly courier service: Pune-Kolhapur-Pune" ( Good idea for second source of income).

So, as I travel frequently & as its a know fact, I do have lot of visitors just before the weekend, off course the reason is eventual "Courier".

Friends dont request, they order for carrying their stuff from here to there, "हक बनता हे, nothing questionable".

जवळ पास असंच

मजा तब आता हे, when a new member (Mutual friend) comes into action for giving his courier, the look on the face is priceless.

चड्डी से लेके गड्डी तक, सब कूच Transport किया हे मैने,,,,,Strange but True...!!!

But,  "मे किसीको ना नाही केहता, अगर गलती से केह दिया तोच मेरी पेहचान बुरा मान जायेगी".

So this time around, on one fine weekend, Pankaj Agarwal called me.

भाव पुण्याला कधी जाणार आहेस.?

Pankajs' wife is from Pune, so you see I have an important part to play in the transportation game of theirs.

I  said as usual Monday morning.

Pankaj कसा जाणार म्हणजे कार आहे का कसं?

Usual I travel my own car & most of the time I travel alone.

So I said "Ferrari आहे आपली, बोल कि काई विषय?

Pankaj " भाव एक पार्सल आहे आपला, जरा मोठा आहे ह्या वेळी "

I replied " दे कि वेड्या, आपली गाडी मोकळीच आहे "

Pankaj " उद्या रात्री येऊन देऊन जातो "

Me " चालतंय कि ".

Similar bag full of Lemons

He came late evening that day, accompanied by not so big but a sizable travel bag was with him.

He showed the bag. It was full of Lemons (Limbu) & also told me the story @ the Lemons & why was he sending it.

Next day early morning I traveled to Pune as per my schedule. I took Lemon bag with me to my office.

The parcel was to be given at Dapodi, which is quite long from my office. Therefore, I asked Sushant my office colleague to hand- over the parcel who also lives in Dapodi.

TRANSPORTATION CONNECTS PEOPLE- INTERESTING ISNT IT...!!

Pankaj gave me Kevals (his brother in law- म्हेवना) contact no. who was going to pick up the parcel. I forwarded the same to Sushant & communicated Sushants’ number to Keval.

अपना काम खतम, that is my part in almost every courier service. 😁

Same evening Sushant called me & told this interesting scenario that happened with him during the handing over of Lemon bag.

Sushant called Keval & they decided to meet at a common place, which was convenient to both.

Sushant went as per the discussion, at the location with the Parcel. He did wait there for some time but Keval dint turn up.

He tried his number but was not reachable. Meanwhile as the meeting place was near from his home, he was been greeted by his known neighbours (येता जाता कोण तर भेटतच होत).

He saw a friend approaching him, who was also his new gym colleague. He waved at him & crossed the road to greet him. They discussed their daily routine & daily gym workout plans. The chat was long from topic to topic, Sushant dint realized @ the Parcel. After few minutes his friend asked @ the Parcel bag, as he thought it’s Sushants’ new Gym bag. Sushant dint tell him in detail but just said " अरे एक मित्रा ला द्याची आहे ".

Then the discussion continued again. Both were on the phone as well which talking to each other (Common scene these days- Multi-tasking u see).

After almost 20 odd minutes, Sushant asked his friend where he stays?

His friend said he lives nearby & was there for some personal work. While talking he asked @ the parcel, what’s there in the Bag, it looks quite full.

Sushant told him the story.

WHAT A SURPRISE.....!!!!!

His friend said you are here to give the Lemons & started laughing like crazy. Sushant was amused to see the gesture. After controlling his laugh his friend said "He was the one who had came to collect the Lemons"- He was no one else but Keval, Pankajs’ brother-in-law.

Knowing this even Sushant couldn’t control his Laughter, both were laughing loudly on the road, it was the ultimate LOL moment.

They were together for almost 20 minutes, every time either of them called, the other would also dial the number, they were calling each other & the line was busy for both.

Sushant called me & told me the story.

I guess, Friendship is the only thing without a reason, " बेवजह है, तभी तो दोस्ती है, वजह होती तो, साज़िश होती".

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Just to sum up the story, married folks might know the concept of मध्यस्ती: The Mediator. 

He knows each & every bad thing @ both the parties, but when it comes to forming a relation he never revels them.

In exact same content, a Mutual Friend knows, how good & bad we are but he is the missing link in the friendship. The one who can mediate & keep the bridge connected.

Moral of the Story,

World is such a small place & we all run in circles.