Having a Friend That Replace Any Enemy - Essay Example

of Essay Academia Research Order Narrative Essay May 7, 2007 A Friendship "As God could not be everywhere, so he gave each family a mother" - This is a rough translation of a tribute given to Mothers in India. However I would like to use the same sentiments but reverse the significance when I say, "As the devil cannot be everywhere, so he gave me a friend like Robert"!!! I mean, Robert in his whole life would have never intended to be an imp; however his actions leave me no choice but to label him with such an identity. He claims to be a good friend of mine from childhood, but I turn around and stab comes the dagger on my back!! I mean, for goodness sake, when the math's teacher has asked the class, "Does anyone have a cane" (the mistaken instructor thought homework was more important as compared to Monday night football!!!), he has to be the one to stand up and hand over his wooden scale!!! And this is not out of spite or animosity but because what else would a dutiful student be expected to do!! It was not that I did not have my slice of the cake. Enough opportunities came my way to dupe this simple, self - effacing personality. From making him believe that a "babe" has fallen for him and is waiting for him around the block, if he were to hang around there during the peak recreation hour, wearing a purple (yikes!!) tuxedo and waving a fluorescent yellow scarf, to making him do all cumbersome chores by representing them as desirable activities. Despite the passage of time, the memories of that fateful day are still as fresh as "dewdrops" to me. We were a medley crowd of toddlers and adolescents in our countryside neighborhood. The ingenious artists were raring to do something extra ordinary during the summer vacation. In my specific family, along with the three other siblings that I had, a whole bunch of cousins were staying over for the fortnight. Sundry plans were put forward to our elders to occupy our wayward minds but all were discarded for being too impractical. But a negative reply from our elders could not have stopped the "Five Find Outers" (we even had a dog like the one in the Enid Blyton books) from doing what is expected from a healthy, robust brood like ours. It was customary that our father would take our mother and all the other senior relatives, over the weekend, to the town to watch movies and do shopping. The kids were not a part of such plans for excursions because they were too many to handle and all of them wanted a break from us towards the weekend (this was a shared sentiment between the two parties). So we decided that it would be over such a weekend that our in-house production of "Robin Hood- Prince of Thieves" would be organized and presented for the whole community to watch but the twist was that it would be for a price. The whole week went by in deciding and finalizing the script and allocating parts to the various aspiring actors. The designated actors were given their lines to learn and the production and directing team had decided the source of all their costumes (basically our parent's wardrobe and the linen of the house), the makeup (again our poor mother's vanity case was to be ransacked), stage (linen and the tool kit along with planks, nails etc from the basement where our father worked on his hobby - carpentry), tickets (this was a professional team but of course!), props(most of them were hand made from our arts and craft classes) and forms of advertisement (the younger lot were trained to spread the word around the locality as soon as the elders left for their weekly pleasure trip). We managed to do a couple of rehearsals at the local park in the evenings without the elders getting to know the in-depth details of the plan. The D day arrived, full of promises and everyone had a skip in their walk. The seniors were looking forward to their tour and we were looking forward to artistic satisfaction (making a little money along the way added the icing to the cake!). As soon as the last of the cars were to be seen taking the bend towards the highway, the whole of the house went into action. Along with all of us, we had the local bunch of friends also join our plan. That's where Robert played his part - A BIG MISTAKE!!! Somehow we managed to override our baby sitter (our 60 year old aunt) and the younger lot took off in all directions of the vicinity with hand-made pamphlets. The production and directing team started with the stage set up which was to be erected on mother's local prize winning front garden. The actors had started with their makeup and costume finalization while rehearsing their lines. Soon curious neighbors started trickling in to check out what was happening. And at the front gate they were welcomed by this eight year old boy, with wonky spectacles and a big grin, who would permit entry to the purchaser of the one dollar ticket. I am sure you know who this young lad is by now! Everything was going in order, maybe with a few hitches like the curtain of the stage not holding up on its own and we had to make temporary arrangements of getting two members of the band of thieves up on chairs to hold it up manually, but then this was all taken in good humor by the audience which was a swelling number of 25 to 30 people already. But the gods were not with us that day, a quarter of an hour after the show began, our parents returned back - a whole 3 hours earlier than expected!!!. It seemed that the town was not attractive enough for our mother that day and she had wished to return back as the sun was too hot. On arriving at their front gate, they are surprised to see more than two dozens of people trampling across the award - winning tulips in their garden. Over and above that shock, there is this young lad who is holding guard over their front gate. On approaching him, Robert engrossed in his money counting, points towards the "One dollar entry , per person", placard and places his expectant hand forward for the price of entryYikes!!! With a friend like Robert, does anybody need any enemy Read More