Phashion-Phashion!!HaiRabba!!

Again writing after a long time...well I haven't been really regular right from the time I started blogging...There's a lot happening around but when I sit to type it, my head goes blank...the computer screen itself gives a puzzled look as if telling me,"What's wrong with you lady??Typing another line won't really hurt your fingers or would it??"Duh!
This time, procrastination got the better of me!!I even typed one full fledged post but just didn't feel like posting it...will do it later now...but now I'm back to work with all the spirits back!!

Warning:This post is full of EMBARASSMENT..no!no!You don't have to feel so!It's the author who's got to..

A Fresher's party was organised in the college..one of the verrry few parties that's arranged by the college(did you note the exaggerations here..should have said 'the only party that's partially organised by the college')..and ahh...all the pompous celebrations(again exaggerations!!)...We were informed about the day 3 days before..

Now 1 day was spent rolling and reeling with the spirit,"We've to do something!!Oh Yes!Something rocking!What do you say guys??"

Second day was spent with the Brain-Hilaao process..."What?A Play or a Dance or may be let's fuse it all!!"And we realise our brains are choked with the mud of  procrastination,you-think-about-it-and-tell-me thing because none of us can think..dumbheads we've become!!

And then the last day,"Arre guys..the final rehearsals are on!!we're not doing anything!!!???"

And then one genius suggests,"Let's do a fashion show.."

Other:"No!No!I can't.."

Genius:"Arre!!You just have to go there...Pretend sexy!!Walk like a cat..catwalk,I mean!!"

Despite the dissuasion of Tuchi,we gave a thums-up to the plan..not knowing what lay ahead!!

Scene:In the Drawing Hall..Pussy(name changed), with her 'Chamchis' - Silly and Gilly...All the performers readying for their turn..A few already moving a leg and getting lambasted by Pussy!

We move in..with confidence bubbling...oh..yeah we'll manage it..catwalk is cakewalk for us..no big deal really!!
And there she stares us from beneath her spectacles..Her actions prompting,"Come here..Stand in front of me!"And before we could even react,she started shouting at the top of her voice..Her utterances consisted of warnings and scoldings in pure Kaashoo** tone..I could hear a few girly giggles in the background..Damn it!!'Chalo dikhao Phashion Show!'

And there we begin..first in pairs with girls and then with boys, trying to show the best attitude..moving our bodies in the perfect fashion..Perfect on your scale is never equal to Perfect on Pussy's scale..mind it!
While one of my companions after striking a perfect pose(perfect on my scale) turned back, Madam came running down and hit her on her waist with a sound that made her a laughing stock..And One by one, it happened to each one of us participating in there..Embarassment at its best!!

And though we could not match anything even at the close proximity to the standards set by Pusoo..she gave us a go-ahead signal but the dresses were to be selected by Pussy herself..Everyone but me got their dresses as per their taste..All my resistance went in vain and I was to wear a Lehanga-Pussy's most favourite dress and, which according to her was the most important ingredient of a Phashion Show!!Poor thing me arranged it somehow knowing it won't suit me,knowing I won't be able to carry it well, knowing it would make me uncomfortable and nervous on stage..but I had to!!

The fresher's party day finally came..and as if each day had its own share of lessons..I learnt one!How important is it to be well acquainted with the know-how of make-up and stuff for a girl became apparent..I mean it's extremely essential..add some more extremely to it..With little knowledge,I approached someone technically sound with this stuff..and to my horror, the end product was horrific too...This guy applied gallons of make-up on my face, not used to applying more than a moisturiser..I couldn't digest the very look of my face...or "was it me??,"I asked the mirror.

The show started..After cribbing about my look and a hell lot of waiting, our turn came..Boys went in...Then Sups and I stepped in to mark the arrival of the most gorgeous girls on the stage..struck all the poses we could and came back...All the girl pairs followed later..
Now the couples were to follow..My partner and me were supposed to be the first ones to enter..I prompted him to make a move and then took a step on the stage..After taking two steps, I realise my partner is nowhere to be seen, adding to my nervousness exponentially..Blame the nervousness on my look I was not comfortable with or may be just everything going wrong for me...I had never felt so timid on stage ever...For a second I was dumbstruck and stopped in the middle..with a huge roar from the crowd..and in the meantime my partner making an appearance too..To hide all the embarassment I had suffered there in the middle of the walk, I gave my best smile and moved ahead..But one should have checked my heartbeat at that time..My heart was ready to blast in a go!Was infact a nightmare for me...Things went wrong for others too but I couldn't take it at that moment because it had never happened earlier to me..I felt deeply humiliated,insulted and ashamed of myself altogether in that one second, not realising it's a part of stage!!

Whoa!I'm going to wash this day from my memory asap..Man!!I vow I'm never going to try my skills in a fashion-show again and surely going to put my hand into make-up thing to save myself from these weird moments again!

**Well Kaashoo is derived from the term Kashmiri..And the peculiarity of Kasshoo tone as can be seen here is their way of pronounciation..and the rhythm of their voice(I'm not trying to hurt anyone's sentiments..It's just meant for fun!)e.g. Fashion becomes Phashion,,Science becomes Sinus,,Sochna(thinking) becomes Sonchna...and pull the words farther apart to produce the desired rhythm..