Monday, February 16, 2009

'wail-n-dine' day..

After reading so many posts upon Valentine’s Day, even I was inspired to write one. Being single Valentine’s Day and the whole week preceding it didn’t mean much to me. Yeah there’s a whole build-up to the ‘final’ day starting with Rose day exactly a week before it , followed by Propose day, Chocolate day, Teddy-bear day (!!!), Hug day and Kiss day! Until recently I was totally oblivious to this week-long festival of love having heard only about Valentine’s Day and may be a Rose day but certainly not the others. As one of my friends remarked, if one were to actually celebrate each day for what it stands for, one would certainly not feel the need of the ultimate day itself. Another one suggested there should also be a break-up day or even a slap day!:)

This Valentine’s me and my friends(those few who are still single) decided that even if only for a day, we would join the Bajrang dals or the like, who in the name of ‘preserving culture’ like to torment couples who think on the lines of ‘pyar kiya toh darna kya’! Joining such groups would ensure that no one asks us about our V-day plans.

But all that was easier said than done and I actually ended up celebrating v-day with my school-mates! It was wonderful to meet them after such a long time. Over a cup of coffee we recalled our school days. We talked, appreciated, bitched and ended up missing our friends and teachers! Though it was just a few of us, still it felt like a reunion of sorts! But there was more to it than met the eye. There was this friend of mine, who had planned on proposing this ‘long-time friend’ cum schoolmate of his and throughout dinner it was more than obvious from his face that he was nervous and confused about how he should go about the topic. Actually speaking it came as no surprise to any of us including that girl, because this guy had come down all the way from Delhi on the occasion of Valentine’s Day just to meet her. We all thought it was really sweet of him to have come all the way just to express his love for her. The girl seemed a bit reluctant. Sadly she didn’t accept the proposal. The guy hasn’t given up hope though. In true filmy style he said that he would wait for her till his last breath (or was it till his marriage, umm.. well I don’t remember exactly.) Whatever it was he was adamant on not giving up hope, the whole while we just wished better sense would prevail on him. He is now on his way back. Poor soul, I feel bad for him. The only memories he will have of this trip would be a huge dinner bill, because it was his idea and he insisted on paying it. Being the ‘bade dilwaalas’ that we are, we did not stop him from doing so. At least some one should respect his feelings. (He went back with a broken heart and well he ended up as being broke too!! Agreed, we are mean creatures! ;)

Hope everyone else had a better valentine’s day !:)

Sunday, February 1, 2009

another life...

“the fish looks as if it died of a stroke when it was ‘tandoored’ over an electric wire, and whenever we are served chicken , many of us have noticed a minor yet very mysteriously ominous decrease in the volume of neighborhood crows –not that we link it to the dishes! Not by any chance!”

These were some very interesting description of the food served in the girls hostel of my college. No, fortunately or unfortunately (this bit I am about to explain) , I am not one of the consumers of these delicacies as I inhabit my own house and thereby have to be content with the regular home food, which , by the way, has no excitement and thrill of guessing each which creature of the animal kingdom will be found dead ( or even alive) on the plate. Sob sob……..

Do I sound sarcastic? Do you think I take pride in being a day scholar?

Well, you are not entirely wrong, in that case!

Now how do I say it without sounding overtly modest or covertly boastful?

Actually I have attempted to weigh the options on either side.

These are some of my findings..

The hostel is horrible because:

-the food’s terrible, as already stated above. Moreover you don’t even get a choice in that matter.

-they get a dingy room where 4 students are literally stuffed into, and there’s no guarantee as to who they will be-friends, foes, if your lucky then juniors or in the worst case seniors!!

-they need to share their bathroom! Not with four people but with the whole floor! Yuck!

And trust me when I say it’s in terrible condition. I had been there once …………..and never again!!

-they need to clean their own clothes. I mean that’s not a big deal, till the only holiday you get in the whole week is spent in the washroom!

-one needs to get back to the hostel by 6 p.m. (seriously !it doesn’t even get dark at 6p.m!!)!

-one needs to write an application for everything! You want to go out on a weekday? You want to stay at your local guardians place? You want to let a friend into the hostel? Wanna go for movie? Wanna go for shopping? A trip? A fest? Applications needed everywhere! AAGGHHHRRR…..

-worst of all, one actually has to change in the same room in front of others! Seriously, I was terrified at the thought! If you have been to a girls hostel or mess (and this does NOT refer to the boys), you will understand what I mean. Ok fine, I agree there will be just girls there, but still!! Whatever happened to people being conscious!

-another factor which has become commonplace these days, post the release of movies like ‘Kal ho na ho’ and ‘Dostana’ , is that people actually begin to doubt if one is straight (if you know what I mean….!!:P)

But how much ever I may underplay the hostel life, there’s no hiding the fact that I yearn for the experience.Yeah, I am actually home-sick( to be read as sick and bored of home).it gets boring and monotonous after a while. While in hostel one actually gets to live in with one’s friends-day and night! Hmm… It sure sounds fun! (Ahem!) And moreover, with so many people around, one will never have time to get bored. You can always find someone or the other to give you company. Plus you did be getting the first hand account of all the juicy gossips which are, more often than not, generated in such environments! And then there is the Joy Of Sharing! And many more wonderful things. Some life it is!!:) Hope someday I get a chance to enjoy it too…

P.S- I guess a few statements stated in the above post can be interpreted in more than one ways.[And if any of my relative is reading this I DO NOT know what the other way is!!] I only meant the obvious (which again depends on what comes as ‘obvious’ to you!) and no pun was intended- anywhere!