The Uzumaki Syndrome
It’s been a year since I last saw my friend Uzumaki. It was the December of 2019 and I had gone to Chennai to visit him for the new year. We had planned to go to Wonderla on July, and it didn’t happen because of the pandemic.
And then he suddenly planned to come to Coimbatore for attending a test conducted by his company – TCS. He called me and I tagged along.
After my reunion, it’s kind of became my habit to go out occasionally. I just can’t able to stay in my home anymore. It’s weird to think like that. Because I am always an Introvert at heart. And the Introvert side of mine got saturated after staying alone in Bangalore for nearly 5 months.
So, when Uzumaki asked me to tag, I just did that.
But it had its risk.
He had his test on January 28 – A Thursday. His test timings were evening 6 to 8. And I had my night shift that day. So, the only possible way to manage both (my work and going to Coimbatore) would be working on the college where Subash was going to attend the test. Who would do this weird thing just for the seeing an old friend?
Well! I did it!
Blast from the Past
Uzumaki should’ve sucked my dick for all the things I did to him.
Though I wanted to bunk an RCA call; Though I needed to go out and enjoy; Though I wanted to work for less than 9 hours; I did it, yes I took all my time and effort to go to the Coimbatore, just for the sake of my good old friend – Subash Uzumaki.
So, basically, he is indebted to me now.
I had booked a hotel a week before our stay. After his test, I would be resuming my work in that hotel till 4:30 AM (The end of my shift). That’s the plan. Or at least how it was supposed to work.
Uzumaki – a Marana coder by nature did his best in his test. But unfortunately, his compiler stopped working. In fact, the compiler didn’t work for all the people who attended the test that night.
With our disappointed Uzumaki, I was travelling in a bus. Every old friend get-together would involve chats about their past events. We had our fair share of those chats during our travel in the bus. We had talked about Saroja Mam, our school Principal, and how Uzumaki thought me as his role model in our school days. It was nice to talk about these things.
Soon, we had forgotten about the disastrous stress and reached Gandhipuram.
After a failed Refreshment hunting trip, we bought whatever food available at that time, booked a cab and reached the hotel. The hotel was a nice one. It was a cheaper hotel. They charged 500 per night for 2 people. All the things were going well until Uzumaki introduced, ahem… enlightened me about a Youtuber.
Work? Or Penguinz0?
I am a Victory Warrior.
I still have the warrior spirit inside me. So, I just decided not to work. And the videos of Penguinz0 were damn awesome.
And it started like that.
Basically, it’s a troll channel for all things cringe. The cringe reaction videos were super funny. Then we watched an episode of the American series – The Office, which I liked (and am downloading two or three episodes daily). After some time, we both dozed off.
The Uzumaki Syndrome is an acute disease where once get attached to it, then it’ll take a long time to rebound from the spell. It had happened before with the Temple Monkeys and F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and now it had happened with Penguinz0.
Sometimes, it’ll fail to attack me; like it failed in the case of South Park.
The next day was a long day for us. We just strolled our way
through the Brooke fields mall and watched a cringe-y remake movie named
Kabadadhaari. Then after the movie, we just went to our homes.
"how Uzumaki thought me as his role model in our school days"
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