SAMURAI KEB

 

Kebaran

 

A million ideas are rushing to me right now. I am not sure where to begin from. I hope I can do justice to this modern day Samurai. In case my dead body is found tomorrow, slashed by a sword, you know that these were my last words.

We all think we know some about Keb. But do we? All those who are nodding and smiling right now are the biggest fools. You are the most ignorant of the whole lot. I at least have realized that this is an impossible task, and I am honest about it.

When God was doing the task of putting the human brain in its proper place, and we all were waiting in the queue, Keb, the amazement that he is, was teaching God himself how to do it correctly. That’s right. I said it, put it in the open, I think Keb is from another planet altogether.

His antics have been the most memorable. In Vidyapith, I remember this tough Manipuri kid who was probably the most belligerent, hot headed and technologically advanced that has walked on earth. He had a talk, walk of his own. His talk has been talked about a lot. Our evenings in Kota used to get much funnier when Keb used to come over to our side of the town and tell us what’s been happening in his enchanted life. It was actually difficult to follow him word by word. His speed of voice and Manipuri accent made things all the more different. So we all made our own assumptions and kept on nodding lest Keb would get suspicious and verify as to what he was talking about. Keb, if you are reading this, it was mostly Mr. S and Mr. S who twisted it the most, not me.

He has lately become very famous for his “brief” visits to our friends places. A certain Mr. A will tell you an amazing story where he was mistaken for a cook by a Nepali guy.

(Since I heard it personally I consider a crime against humanity if I don’t share it with you.) What followed stunned the whole of Nepal. That cook was slapped so hard, by Keb that he complained of loss of hearing and had to go see a doctor. Now you know what you have to do when he shows up at your doorstep one fine day… make sure that if anyone working at your place is slant eyed, tell him who is coming over before hand. You don’t want to cook, clean on own and run around to find a new maid.

His exploits in the IIT wings and in Delhi and in god knows where have become folklore in Manipur. Stories of his ways are taught to small kids and are part of the school curriculum in some schools.

His “affinity” of a famous Mr. SD in vidyapith is also famous. Another Mr. SG who was also in “love” with the former Mr. SD gave a Bollywood triangle love angle to the whole story. When all three of them decided to come to Kota together, the beautiful Mr. SD was desired by both Mr. SG and Keb and both of them wanted to share their rooms with him.

The famous dialog “hum to vidyapith main hi uspe number laga diye the” is what followed.

Keb was so ahead of us. His special bonding with the Mumbai and Dehradun boys in Kota was heard far and wide. The seamless bond between the people from the two most advanced cities of India- Mumbai and Imphal was touching.

All said and done, Keb is a fantastic guy. Honest soul, intelligent and fun loving, he has enriched all out lives.

Finally all that I want to say is … KEB-DON’T-RUN.