The Times Of India predicated this morning that I’m going to be somewhat absent-minded today, the whole day. Probably an averagely awful twenty four hours they must have meant. Sure did freak me out a bit yeah! I mean c’mon, someone tells you bang at dawn that you’ll fall in an open gutter today, or you’ll discover a live worm in your lunch, or you’ll make a laughing stock of yourself in an assemblage of gorgeous women, you’ll naturally end up in some concern. However, screw you fellas! I’d a goddamn amazing day! Or may be not, cuz in a sense, it went terrible as well! Mixed bag ok, and that’s the EOD!
The water woes continue to hassle my life, as a dreadful fit of stomach pain made me miss an exam this evening! I wonder now if that’s good, or sadly bad! Good because the pain prevented any potentially fruitful study that would have resulted in formidable examination performance, and hence it’s better I didn’t sit for it. Good again because c’mon man! No exam to give, a liberated evening, and a rocking life sans books waiting for ya! Where’s the pain! Bad because Murphy says the one exam you’ll miss will come back and haunt you with eye-popping complexity! After all, the professor will have his revenge, in lieu of extra effort entailed by my sickness! Anyway, that’s pretty much the darkness of the day.
The good times began with a STD incoming on my mostly dormant phone! I’d rendered an article on the water troubles on our campus to JAM magazine, and they called up to say they’ll be covering it in their next issue! Eureka (ok I’m no Archimedes, and I wasn’t naked either, but I could still say Eureka!). I mean, voila! Is this the break, the launch pad, I’ve been desirous of? Well, whatever, great news to say the least. Even if they don’t do as promised, I’ll always know I was read and acclaimed in their office!
I have made it a habit to tune in to Radio Mirchi 98.3 FM every Saturday. That’s when they play amazingly pulsating club music, with such beats & tunes that if you’d try matching it with your gyrations, you’ll end up in either a complicated Baba Ramdev position, or loosening up a few bones somewhere! Classy music coupled with the intense joy carried forward earlier from the day, set the stage for an awesome evening. It’s like this is so much different when you are happy from inside, when you feel it in your body, in your soul, in every word you say, in every move of yours! Just one of those exotic days when you feel real, genuine good about yourself, a dash of optimism about your otherwise seemingly worthless existence!
And then came in KD, online on Yahoo! Can’t really admit of his state during the time we talked, but boy! He was back being the same terrific guy he was in his days as a senior student and a wing mate at IIT, fascinatingly interesting, and a fantastic conversationalist as a natural aspect! And man we had fun in the few minutes we had to us, before he had to hit the sack, as the calling was of the pressing situation! Anyway, we talked of the time we had got drunk in company back in hostel, of the great fun we had of our endless talks on the floor, of movies, girls, booze as common interests, of life after IIT (not so promising as he said😦), and of meeting up sometime soon later this week, reliving our good old days! And somehow I got so worked up after the conversation ended shortly, that I ended up writing an orkut testimonial for him! Quite impulsive I know!
One major observation from the day’s events was the strange ways guys bond among themselves. I mean I was like always psyched out at the amazing degree of tranquility most females share with other females! I mean how can they be so amazingly comfortable in the company of a fellow distaff, and never shying away from a physical or verbal display of the shared affection! Guys just don’t hug each other, or hold hands, or kiss, or say “I love U”, as the ladies do! And it’s not about doing it often; it’s almost never that we do anything like that! However, I realized we are different. I mean we obviously are, but we have our own ways of saying “I love U dude”,” man you are so much fun”, “oh what would I be without U”, without indulging into any act of physical proximity! And we do it all the time, just that it goes without noticing for the most part. With guys it’s probably in the mind, often not translating to words or actions. And that makes it different. We do understand and appreciate other males, in a manner that has a subtle meaning to it. And we love our vanguard agency of expression!
So just like that, life’s good 🙂
Yaaay! Grain Saint’s back!!! And hopefully quitened his poetic side 😀 …not that you do bad poetry..but stuff like this is awesome entertainment!!! Absolutely enjoyed reading that one!!
It’s our subconscious ego which forces us to believe that the moment we acknoledge those feelings of affection we are actually saying “I depend on you” or “my life wud be in shatters if u were not around” — and that’s too much for us.
and as far as the post is concerned, in totally agree with Venom. some kind of V-effect working here!
# venom
geeeeeeee 😀
thanke yeeee 😀
# vik
too much! in what sense?
i mean.. acknowledging affection (read dependence on others) hurts the male ego. we always tend to pretend (not believe though) that we can successfully sail through this world all alone. So we refrain from any expression(hugging etc) going contrary to it.
may be, main kuchh jyada hi uchhal raha hun.. ‘too much’.
# vik
agreed with the last statement! remember brother, “words cannot qualify ‘it’!” So let’s leave ‘it’ at that 😀
u r right.. let’s leave ‘it’.
but your dormant phone! Is this original Sagar? Indeed not.
Good post dude. thouh u shd get well soon..re-minors are always worse.
However congrats for the JAM thingy. i’d be greedy n grab 10% of the credit there aise hi…yippeeyy[:P]
and yeah, KD is such a sweetheart. You can pass this msg onto him:P
p.s. 1.agree with V..YOUR fone dormant?????
2. for heavens’ sake stop reading horoscopes n Toilet Paper of India!
# vik
Jesus! wat vikram r u???
# phoenix
how many re-ones have u given!
the JAM thingy is all ur credit sweetheart ..Sweden se aane ke baad tum mujhe chocolates dena, main tumhe treat doonga 😀
now again! wat’s the take on my fone yaar ..wen is it THIS occupied?
there was no post without that reading madam 😀
hii buddy…conks for d JAM.and thanx alot i won d bet .so its fun time. it seems u r surely back. atleast i’ll ve sumting gud 2 read now on net .as usual ur post was real fun to read ,keep that going…and dont u dare disagree that ur cell was surely in a dormant state…or u trying n avoid???;)
I knew it
I always knew it
Grain Saint
still has problems
with me being me
🙂
# pooh
u did ..meri treat??? 😀
thankeeee 🙂
I mean it’s not like a call center fone yaar ..mostly bekar pada rehta hai 😦
# vik
Grain Saint knows there is some Vikram, but he has absolutely no idea who he is! How does he help that?
Can I be of any help, sir?:) 🙂
🙂
# vikram
Jesus! All this while it was next door floormate! Maan gaye beta, hats off to the secretiveness u cud maintain so long! 😀
# chandni
???
anyway, .. 😀
arey! just smiling bhai!!
look at what the world has come to…people are suspicious of smiles also!
Hmmph 😦
# chandni
woah! “bhai” 😮
nahinnnnnnnn :((
😛
nothing suspicious of the intent behind the smiley ..in fact thanks for the idea .. 🙂 can be the diplomatically safest comment! 😀
cheers!