Goodness Gracious! When I saw you first....

‘When I saw you first, I thought you were weird.
And now you are my best friend!’

No wonder this group was joined by my best friend on fb! On the first thought I was o_O but later it changed to :)...I have this tendency to give a weird first impression of myself to everyone…Like there was this new girl in our class who emerged from nowhere, while I was busy communicating through a hollow trunk in the playground and I stood up to say a random hello and ended up hitting her on her nose with my elbow…And my best friend, before we came to know each other this way, always considered me as a bully with ‘Fauji Beti Ka Attitude’, though she was the daughter of a Lt. Colonel and I, a civilian’s! One of my primary class teachers, with whom my bond grew really close later, told me that she initially found me ‘out of the world’, strange coz I answered everything with a ‘toothy’ giggle! That’s me…appearing strange to some, unearthly to others…thankfully, this first impression doesn’t end up being the last with people who get to know me better than strangers!

Dunno if it's the weird me only who thinks this way but actually all the people who we call friends today were once strange creatures to us too!! If I try and recall people etched in my memory forever...I remember...the one who painted the corridors of an Army School with the memories of that beautiful, yet funny double plaited ponytail….Another who had this brilliant hand famously called the ‘Polio Hand’ and her way of scribbling notebooks with strange pen strokes with a stranger hand! Then a lanky, studious Sikh guy (Need I say more? You know what these Sardar guys are like..hehe…No offence!) who was totally anti…and when I say anti…anti to the extent that we couldn’t stand the same ground and still were the best of friends! On starting a life in this college I met new people…there was one whose behaviour followed the sine curve response…I recognized her as once-upon-a-time belonging to a very Chaaloo group and when I gotta know her she was the sweetest, the most decent person I’d ever met…someone who won’t say a bad word for her foes and now she’s the most outspoken (Read ‘Muh-Fatt’) person in our group…Another who donned the title 'DON'for quite some time…and the other a fulltime ‘Noutanki-KI-Dukaan’ and not to forget the ‘Nervous-gone-Notorious’ ‘Lady’..and Ladies and gentlemen....The King Of Weirdos....Tuchi(He ain't no GAL...mind you...Am I right Lespo?)!!;) :P :D

I always thought "Unlike attract" but had forgotten the fact "Birds of a feather flock together"....*chuckles*
Imagine smug faces all around you, with no one to spread a contagious laughter around...Such an insidious thought..yuck...no!!! I can't imagine a world like that!!
Know what....
Weird is wonderful!
Wacky, weirdos are no wretched works of nature but the wonderful, wicked minds, with wisdom hidden ;)

I am a weird woman and I'm PROUD and Chetnajeet Kour Bawa...you reminded me of that!;)

I Dare You!

I dare you to write something more useless and vaguer than this piece..it’s one valuable figment of my imagination! :P



Zizu (sweetly): Oye! Why are you looking so serious?



Zuzu (fuming, gives him a murderer’s look)



Zizu (calmly now): Tell me, if I can help you with something? C’mon tell me tell me! I’ll do whatever it takes to help you.



Zuzu: In thats case, listen! I gots up earlys this mornings to enjoy the early mornings breese.



Zizu: Wow! But what’s with those S’s?



Zuzu (eyes popped out of eyeballs): Shuts up! Dare you interrupts? As I opened my arms, smellings the mornings perfumes, feelings the mornings dews on my feets, a moment when all I coulds say was ‘Aah’, a crow peed rights in my mouths (pointing towards his mouth). Rights here.



Zizu: Oh! Did that taste bad? Was it sour, salty, bitter or like what? (Scratches head)



Zuzu (hits Zizu hard on his head): How does this taste? Anyways, I spitted and turned arounds to attend a phones calls. A girls on the other sides kept on askings for some SiSi, I tolds her I was SuSu and not SiSi and she abused me in 3 differents languages, out of which onlys one I could precisely makes outs.



Zizu (ROFL): You told her that?


Zuzu: As if it was nots enoughs, the traffic guy stopped me and asked for my documents. That’s whens I realizes I don’t have thems. Ands outs of frustrations, I says ‘Sucks’(Shuxs)! That wild morons holds my collars and smacks and whacks me. I slowlys slowlys reachs my office and here my stupids, good-for-nothings secretarys scaringly screams,”Sirrrs..! Yours pants!!” Thinkings I may have forgottens to do the all importants zipping jobs, I pulls her scarfs from her necks, out of desperations, almost strangulatings her in this attempts. And thats cocky girls doesn’t even understands my desperations and kicks my butts with her stilettos. Ahhh…it hurts to thinks about its!



Zizu: Oh..that must be embarrassing! Wasn’t it? I need to diagnose it. Tell me! You were all fine yesterday. What’s up with your lingo? Did you have something?



Zuzu: Nothings really! Last nights, I popped some stupids sissy pills alongs with some sodas and later dranks Enos to neutralize the acids in my bodys. I guesses theres a lots of Fissss in my body!



Zizu: Ands in yours voice-bocss toos! *grins*



P.S. This is a weird, wild imagination, I agree. But you needn’t scratch your heads. Just ignore! You really needn’t bother! : P



I’m feeling absolutely empty-headed, right now! That’s my mood for the day!

Need I say that? You might have guessed that, already!! : D

Random Ramblings!

Life ,like the rolling of a die, can throw at you the best, the worst, mediocre, above mediocre stuff, the probability of each being equal….So why worry and contemplate…It will happen when it has to and how it has to…But is sitting back and flowing with the tide an answer to the challenge this life throws at us?

There comes a day you make big future plans, your dreams take wings and comes another day when you see a life coming to a tragic end, the unfulfilled dreams dashed alongwith…

A day when you plan ways to conjure a magical carpet to take you places and another when you magically fly away to the stars leaving behind your loved ones..

Life is strange, unpredictable, weird, nonsensical at times, and makes a lot of sense at the other..and I’m no antidote to it..I react back the same way strangely in my own weird, unpredictable, nonsensical ways!

“Life is a BITCH!”
Truly, aptly said!

Once Bedeviled by it ..
Activates the Insane you..
Torturous at times..
Cynical at others..
This Humbug called Life..

Peace!

19 goes 20!

…And the extended birthday treat(10-11 April) comes to an end! Guys n gals…I’m 20 and it’s official, now that my blog profile mentions it too..!! Don’t ask me about what I’ve achieved in these 20 years coz then I’ll be left dumbfounded :s

Ask me what was special about this one, I’ll tell you anyway!

Firstly, for the first time in my life…It felt like just another day coming…No going gaga about what to wear, where to party, looking at the phone waiting for it to buzz incessantly, expecting gifts, counting the number of friends who remembered and the ones who skipped(intentionally or unintentionally!?!),no special feelings pouring out…No, not at all! A leap towards being twenty, nahi!

20 has a lot of weight..Is it normal to feel so? I haven’t been told that by anyone but somehow, somewhere deep inside, I feel an extra weight of responsibility! After having followed my heart, which refuses to chit-chat with me anymore, I knock at the jammed door of my brain, unused for a longer period..

At 20 with the heart of a teenager, brain of a dud, attitude of a dudette, the ‘Khatarnaak’ combination that I make isn’t just deadly, but as freaking daft as a brush!! Most say, “Grow up, gal!”…but hey I refuse to grow up…I refuse to listen to you…and I still accept to do what I wish to…So don’t bother!

Forgetful closed ones was a new experience, for a 20th birthday! :(

But some people in your life don’t want you to grow up ever, pamper you just like another fidgety teen, surprise you with the most usual tricks, which end up leaving you even more surprised…How did they manage to pull it off…Those simple ‘Hey I have to be back at home on time’, a swollen face telling things are not well, and the left ones accompanying you home...are a symbol of a surprise party planned back home…but you floating in the illusion of having become an adult now don’t expect such surprises to be thrown at you, do you?
And there follows a string of ‘obvious’ surprises beating all the records of special moments in one’s life..*sigh*

This post isn’t about telling you what kickass birthday this was but to know your experiences about how a 20-er must be…how did you feel after teenage bid its good-byes to you! Now whatever your experiences be, the one thing that I can say is that this feeling of being twenty or twenteen is indeed ODD! :D