Monday, February 25, 2008

Love is beautiful or painful ?

I was forced into having(and thankfully so!!) this conversation with a very good friend of mine...Is Love beautiful or painful? Without thinking (as usual) I jumped at the first option, of course, Love is beautiful!! She gave me a thoughtful look and her mischievous smile turned into an ironical smile and said, "Yup, love is beautiful..but 98% of it is painful..." I gave her a "you're-the-stupidest-person-on-earth,I'm-the-experienced-scholar-around-her look and said, "C'mon yaar, you can't say that....Love is always blissful, love is always beautiful...When you need him around, he's always there, when he's not around, you miss him, when you...". My friend cut me off and said,"See!!"
Then, I finally saw.
Love is painful, most of the time, as my friend rightly pointed out. Even if he's late for 5 mins, those 5 minutes seem ages for you and you miss him. If he's in a bad mood and he is cold and indifferent to you, you are hurt and sad. If you don't see him for a day, your heart aches to see him. If you and he disagree on the smallest of all things, both of you get pissed. You talk over the phone for hours together and he asks you to tell him that you love him and the phone gets disconnected. Anger, sorrow, misery, agony, 10001 emotions go through your heart.
Get the picture, don't you? When in love, itself, you experience pain, almost every single moment.
Oh these emotions. What the heck. Who am I to complain when I gotta live with them.....

Friday, February 15, 2008

When a sweetheart turns into a double headed,ugly monster........

NOTE: THIS IS NO TRUE LIFE INCIDENT AND ANY TRUE LIFE INCIDENT WHICH IS SIMILAR TO THE BELOW MENTIONED INCIDENT IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL AND THIS PIECE OF WORK IS PURELY THE AUTHORESS'S WILD IMAGINATION.

What happens when a beautiful girl turns into an ugly,sadist,cunning witch the very next second?You ask, is it witchcraft?Yes, it is.The craft of witches,witchcraft, and the craft of us bitches, bitchcraft..err we shall stick to the use of the term "bitching", thank you.

Our protagonist....Asking another girl....
"Hey baby, how was your day? You didn't go to college today? Whyyyyyyy?Ohhh, sweets, don't cry baby,tell me what's wrong naa?"
Our listener drinks in all the gossip after taking sacred vows and promises and oaths of not spilling the deep,dark secret outside the four walls in the room.After drinking in, she reacts..
"Oh don't worry sweetheart,he was an asshole of the highest order anyways.You are much better off without him.Why do you care if there is another girl in his life? She must be some cheap B grade female." And she gives her a warm hug and leaves the room...
Our listener now goes to another room and.....
"Oye, you know what? Don't tell this to anyone." Again, after promises and oaths of not spilling the secrets which are like the much hyped Indian-cricket-team's-strategy-against-the-mighty-Australians, she reveals it all, in this manner...."That bitch finally broke off with my guy, u know.I mean, about time he tells her he likes someone else, yaa!!! She's crying her eyes out now.Hey, why you feeling sorry for her? It's her fault, you know. She couldn't have been so blind to realize he loves me all this while. Oops, gotta go, I got a call, Cya.."
On the phone.......
"Hey baby....Yeah, I miss you too...It's so good to hear your voice...I'm coming home after some weeks or so, will meet you then....Love you too..Hey, I got a call, it's important, I'll talk to you later, honey.Byeeee".
She smiled smugly and set out to meet her boyfriend who had given the customary missed call for their customary evening walk. She passed the girl who was still crying, ignored her this time and she and her boyfriend exchanged smirks and held hands and walked on.......

The Encounter of the Worst Kind....

I stopped right in my tracks when I saw him. Half of me wanted to turn back and run away. Half of me wanted to walk past him quickly.I knew he had already seen me. Turning my back on him, I made my way back to my hostel slowly.I heard a noise behind and I knew he was following me. He was gaining onto me. I walked faster.A friend of mine had advised me not to run away when I saw him, so unusual as it might sound, I was following her advice.I walked faster and told myself not to look behind, but my eyes couldn't help themselves and my eyes fidgeted.He was still following me, his eyes boring into my eyes.
I couldn't help myself.I turned back and asked him to get lost.He simply stared at me.Fine,I said,a bit scared now.I took my own advice and got lost.I walked swiftly.I went inside the hostel and dared him to come inside.He wondered for a while and then took a step ahead.No,I prayed.Suddenly,he looked the other way and ran for his life.I looked across to see my batchmate laughing away to glory.
"Good thing I showed him my fist"he boasted."Look at him running away", he laughed again."C'mon,you're scared of him? You're a coward, you know...." I rolled my eyes and congratulated him for being a guy as he ranted on about the benefits of being a guy.
I smiled, visibly relieved.
Yes,I hate dogs.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Look behind before talking and Bye Bye Gilly.......

Haven't updated my blog for months, since I've been busy watching my words. People often ask me to think before I act. I try to, but it's just being me when I spit out whatever comes on my tongue. That's an offence people often forget and forgive me. But what happens when Big Mouth's mouth works on and on and the subject of the discussion is standing right behind u, gazing daggers at the back of your head? Madhuri, of course, has the answer.......

During breaktime in the mess.......

"Hey, guess what, that junior XYZ likes my batchmate ABC !!!", an over excited me, gushing over the listener.
"Err...", the listener, who's eyes are fidgeting behind me and trying to say something with his eyes.
"Arre, don't look there, u listen to me naa! I'm sure even ABC likes XYZ !!! Really !! You think we should do something for them?", a still over excited me, wanting to play Cupid.
"Ummm...."the listener, who's eyes are fixed behind me.
"What!! What the....." I turn back irritated, just to see ABC's eyes boring into mine looking a mixture of irritation, annoyance, anger, all in one glance while the listener gives a "I told you" lecture and Madhuri is speechless and looks down at the floor, hoping it'll open up and she could sink inside.....

So, basically I've been watching my words these days, and life's going on a pretty straight forward path nowadays, thank goodness for that......

The conversation moves on to my favourite topic, cricket, one topic which people would not even bother to eavesdrop on......
Adam Gilchrist, one of the finest gentlemen to grace the cricket arena is finally retiring. It was truly a heart break to see him go off, weeping !!!!!!! Hurts, when he couldn't produce a fine end to his career, I don't give a damn even if his opposition was India. His wicketkeeping, his batting, his on and off field gestures, are all I'm gonna thorougly miss henceforth. I couldn't hold back my tears when I saw a Steve Waugh, an Inzy or a Lara or more recently a Gilly retiring. I can't imagine what's gonna go through me when a certain Sachin, Sourav and Rahul retire. I can only pray to the Lord, that they sign off in style. Change the topic, I dread to think of the day Indian cricket's gonna lose the Big Three.

Two quotes, before I sign off, from Adam Gilchrist, Gilly or Churchie.....

"I now know what Sachin Tendulkar feels every time he bats in India." Adam Gilchrist soaks it up while batting in his final Twenty20 in front of a packed MCG

"I was bawling my eyes out about two minutes before the final session." Adam Gilchrist reveals his softer side while delivering his final oration as a Test player

I'm already missing you, Gilly........