Chapter 2
Friends
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Friends Joseph, Michael and Arnold were childhood friends who grew up in the same neighborhood in New York City, went to the same school, played basket ball together, dated more or less the same girls (separately, of course!), and then split up for a few years. Joseph and Michael went to different colleges and Arnold decided to become a truck driver because there was nothing he liked better than travelling.
They met up again at age twenty two in Joseph’s house reminiscing over childhood memories. The three had always been good friends ever since they got to know each other in kindergarten. Joseph and Michael were Jews while Arnold was a Catholic. Joseph’s father was a fairly successful stock broker and his mother taught at the school that the three boys went to. Both of Michael’s parents were also teachers in the same school. Arnold’s father was a clerk who worked in a store, while his mother looked after the home.
Michael and Joseph were reasonably good at studies because the parents of both the boys took an active interest in their studies Arnold’s father was a genial old man who never made any demands of his son, and his mother too focused on having a happy and pleasant home, and they pretty much left Arnold to his own devices. Consequently he took less interest in his studies and was more interested in finding out more about the world of grown-ups. His grades suffered, but he did not care much, as he had set his heart upon not going to college.
Sitting in Joseph’s old room strewn with childhood memorabilia the three friends engaged in comfortable banter over many cans of beer. The three really were inseparable, despite their having met each other only intermittently over the last four years. They had however kept in regular touch through telephone and email and knew what exactly was going on each others’ lives. The fact that they had no siblings of their own had made them even closer.
Joseph opened another can of beer and said, “Hey guys, before we get busy with our lives, marry and do the other stuff that people do let’s take a year off for ourselves. “Michael the quiet one nodded his head, “I agree, lets travel.”
Arnold raised a quizzical eyebrow at Michael, for he was not overly fond of travel unlike Arnold himself who lived to travel, “Didn’t think that would come from you. Where are we plannin’ to go?”
Joseph who as usual had everything already planned, smiled wickedly, and said, “We leave for Israel in fifteen days from now, where we do the rounds of the Jewish places of pilgrimage. Necessary because my old man always wanted me to and I don’t want to disappoint him. We spend a week there and then we are off to India.”
“India?,”asked Arnold in a surprised tone, “Is that a place to go?”
His information about India was a little fuzzy, imagining it to be some sort of an exotic country where people wore funny robes and turbans in the past and were now making a name for themselves with things like call centers and their film industry where they made some crazy song and dance movies.
Michael who was also the best informed of the lot, patiently explained, “India is home to a billion plus people, with one of the fastest growing economies in the world. It has some of the most breathtaking terrain in the world that includes the world’s mightiest mountain ranges the Himalayas, some of the world’s most breathtaking deserts and beaches, as also an amazing number of still extant medieval and ancient cities littered with old monuments. I guess we could go to places like the mountain state of Himachal Pradesh, the desert state of Rajasthan, the sun and sand state Goa — — “
“Whoa, whoa, whoaboy! We get the drift”, Arnold interjected. “India is a great place to go, and can’t wait to get there.