The name is NAVEEN - The NEW

I have started blogging nowadays. “yeah, blogging !!!!!!!!!” my writings are very immature and my language is primitive. But still I have few of my friends who follow my blogs and that make me very happy. I write some small poems in kannada and you can also find some English posts in my blog. Here is one guy, “Naveen”, one of my best friends, asked me to write a poem about him. Then I thought of writing but with a very small vocabulary I have and in a small poem I was unable to express everything I know about him. Then I decided to write this small story. I take this immense pleasure to write about this good human being who brought smiles on many faces in many occasions. He is a personification of “humanity”.

It was then, when I was doing my engineering in Dr.AIT, Bangalore. We used to stay in college hostel located in basaweswara nagar and college was near Bangalore University.
Catching the bus to our college near KEB stop had become a ritual.
Everyday religiously we used to go to college. For first few days we (I and divya) were sitting in the first bench. Later on we realized that we can only be LLBs (Ladies of Last Bench) and cannot afford to sit in the first row and go through the torture of “saliva rain” from the lecturers for hours.

There were around 70 to 80 members in the class and we hardly knew anybody except for few who used to make lot of noise in the class. But one day, I think after few months of joining the college, I saw a guy entering the class who is almost 6ft3inces tall, dark and handsome. I was wondering how come I never felt the existence of this guy in the class.
Actually there were two reasons for that, firstly I was very early to the class that day and second, he was very silent, descent and the follower of “mahatma Gandhi” of our class. This was only for first semester. Then this guy joined the other group in the class, who were most intelligent, good looking at the same time used to make much noise and were very famous in the class. After few days even I and my other friends also joined that same group making the head count from 6 to 14. Then on, our interaction with “Naveen” increased.

Naveen is a very shy guy, very reserved and he doesn’t open up to any conversation so easily. Few days before we became friends we used to see him in the bus stop. He used to wait for the bus standing alone not sensing anything around him as if nothing existed except for him. One day he was standing beside us while we were having biscuits to save ourselves from hunger. We (myself, divya and poori, usually we were famous as “wickets” as we were always found together) thought of offering one biscuit to him, not out of humanity or sharing sense or anything. Just we wanted to save ourselves from getting stomach ache if eat without offering it to him (based on some old belief). Finally we didn’t give him that’s another thing.

He is so innocent, descent, soft spoken and he never hurt anybody for anything. He always made everybody laugh. Sometimes he used to make fun of himself to bring the smile on others face. He is such a nice guy. I still remember. One day after playing badminton until we got exhaust, we went to juice junction to sip the Rs.10 elixir (fresh fruit juice) and come back to life. We all fourteen friends were sitting in a circle and chatting. Suddenly somebody (I think its Poornima) started palmistry. By looking at our hands she started telling how many kids we will be blessed with after our marriage. Naveen, who could not control his curiosity and stretched out his hand towards her and asked her to take a look, after looking at his hand for about 5 mins, she announced that he will have two kids and his wife will have 4. Everybody burst into laughing and started making wildest jokes about Naveen wife having 4 kids. For everybody’s surprise this guy didn’t lose his cool and said “you know what, I will marry a widow”, hats off Naveen. Though he just said it in the spur of the moment, I know someday he might prove it right if he thinks he can make somebody happy by doing so. That’s Naveen.


One funnier incident I always remember is the watermelon pieces WE used to have together while going back to hostel from college. Naveen used to accompany US as his abode was on our way to hostel. The guy show used to sell watermelon was giving a small tooth pick, so that we can use that as a fork to eat. One day out of desperation to eat the watermelon (as I was too hungry) I asked for tooth pick even before he gave us the like this: “Stick kodtira please !!!!!! (Meaning: could you please give me the stick)
I was not even finished asking, Naveen started laughing and he was teasing me all the way be imitating the way I asked for the stick . Oh man that was fun. Even today, Naveen, Divya and Poornima, whenever meet me they make sure that they tease me at least once by remembering that incident.


We friends sometimes used to discuss about marriage or life partner. Naveen is very particular about his life partner. He says he wants a girl who wears saris and jasmine flowers always. As responsible friends, we started looking for a girl who suits his expectations. Even after showing him all the maids who work in our college campus, who usually wore a sari and flowers, he refused everybody. Even today we wonder “why this guy never liked any of them !!!!!!!!!!”. Naveen, if you are reading this post please respond 

During college days we had a gala time. We friends thought either we cannot live or our friendship may die if we go away from each other. Life goes on and on what so ever and it doesn’t wait for anybody or anything. But our thought “friendship dying if we go far from our friends” was proved as a myth when Naveen went to karwar to pursue his career. Everyday he used to call each of us at least for an hour. Our bonding went strong by each passing day.

How can I forget the night when Sarish called me to inform that Naveen had met with an accident? I was totally blank. When I went to meet him in the hospital, he reminded me of a hurt pup. I saw the same pain and helplessness in his eyes which a pup expresses when it’s hurt very badly. A handsome hunk had some scars on his face now. I always asked him to go for modeling as he had the right personality and features. For a moment I thought, God was very cruel.
But nothing can stop Naveen. He went through some painful surgery and his handsome features are back now.

He helps anybody, anytime even if he is very busy. When I had asked him to get me wine bottles (I don’t drink, it was for my room mates) from the wine shop he came all the way from basaweswar nagar to girinagar almost 15Kms in the rain.
My roommates thanked Naveen very much . One thing I have found Naveen has a great heart for drunkards as he is a great fan of “rebel star Ambareesh”

Naveen can accompany anybody who wants to watch a kannada movie. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened to kannada film industry if Naveen was not there. He has seen each and every crapy movie at least 3 times in theater. Kudos to Naveen 

There is so much to tell about him. He is always available for his friends, family and colleagues whenever and wherever there is a need. That is why he has a very large friend circle. Everybody loves him. And he loves everybody. If somebody knows his worth, they would never want to lose him as a friend. I am always thankful to god to give me such a great friend. Naveen has innocence like a child and he has a very pure heart.

It’s been already nine years I have known him. Time touched everything and everyone in our friends group changed as per the rules of time, but Naveen left untouched by the changes and time. Neither he nor his friendship changed. He is still the same ‘old’ Naveen, just opposite to the meaning his name.