Proffesional Hazards

"Aaj mere yaar ki shaadi hai... O aaj mere yaar ki shaadi hai"... With these lines wavering in my mind, I was trying to debug an application. My best friend is getting married today and here I am playing with a stupid piece of code. I took a coffee break and on my way to coffee machine travelled down the memory lane. I remembered our natural camaraderie, our little pranks with each other, our visits to famous Gwalior mela with hardly 50 rupees in our pockets .
Sudenly I realised that my cup is already filled with coffee. So, I sat near a fountain and continued my journey in the past. I remember one morning when we were heading back to his home, we got engaged in a tussle with some road side boys. Although, we fought together and never looked like loosing the battle, we were honored with some fine blows and our faces were showing a few prominent colors of rainbow.
Leisurely I picked up the phone and dialed his number. He picked up the phone and said " Kaisa hai..". We chatted for a few minutes and he never shown any sign of anger for my absence on his most important occassion. He just regretted once by saying, " Tu aata to dance wance kar lete yaar..." . I was in very cold state as I had nothing to say. I just said... Professional hazards dear.........