Once a victim....

Amma,with both her parents in the teaching profession, wouldn't think of spoonfeeding her kids....
Any doubt would result in her ususal monotonic "Rachelin, bring the dictionary"..Ma was even more adamant not to help with the meanings of the words either..It seems you learn better when ya do it by yourself...;)....So a simple doubt would always result in me looking up the meanings of word after word and eventually forgetting what the original one was...I surely didint increase an inch of my vocabulary or verbal ability with her method...

So when my sis grew older,I realised that another victim was growing up and I would gain freedom....I began listening behind the door and relishing the ma-daughter conversations they had...I would smile with glee when she got pinched or beaten for being naughty...I would grin with pleasure when she got scoldings...And strangely ma always used the same dialogues...So it was almost like listening to the whole thing that I experienced once again and joyfully realising that Im no longer the prey...;)....

So I was naturally pleased one fine morning when my sis asked her a doubt....I faintly heard it as I awoke from that deep slumber I was having beneth my bed covers in my locked room....That was it...Imagine the joy of seeing her take the encyclopedia and rummaging through the pages helplessly..Whoa....I smiled my sadistic smile and quietly opened the door to hear longingly ma's "Bring the encyclopedia"...
I was already practising the smirk I should give my sis when she plodded past my room to take it.....Or maybe I should settle with a sympathetic look!!Or maybe...I couldnt decide....And then I heard a familiar "Rachelin, bring the dictionary...."

Some things never change...Once a victim,always a victim........

when life gets tooo ""Happening!!"

Hmmm....ever felt that your life was not happening???Pray...even if you feel so,donot announce that fact...NO,Never do that...Announcing it to some is a grave mistake that many young ppl, make...And announcing it to every being in the surroundings is a graver mistake that certain bigger dunces like me make....I did that once when my college closed and we thought of chilling out in the city...Before we started out,I was frantically pleading with Nimi's sis to cut off her hair and have it spiked...and then streaked blonde....That would be one bold thing to do..right..I wanted us to do something different so that we can all laugh about it later....Well, my friends wernt all that impressed with my creative ideas and mercylessly discarded all of them...
the whole episode started when the four of us got off the bus...i got down last from the bus ...And then..Well..to tell formally,a velvetty coated crow(well...that jes 4 an intro..i didnt see the bird..) emptied the contents of its stomach(which i presume was fully fiilled) on me.....Yeah,dats wat happened!!!!!

And I said,"Oh shit!!!"
And the three of them kept staring at me without the least concern to hide their laughter and said in unison "Yeah...its crow shit"

You cant even imagine how it feeels when you are near a busstop with ppl staring at you and some even laughing when you were building castles in your mind about the awesome day you have at your hand to have lunch with friends and then hang around at the mall and you had spent hours before the mirror to look your best....O my..all dreams just poofed in a jiffy....

Nimi's sis said"Hey this is more "happening "than having spiked hair!!..."
(of course i received her comment with grace though i was swearing in my mind!)

The worst part was that none of us had tissue or any piece of cloth with us to wipe away that crap..We were all clad in jeans, so no chance of a chunni either....Thankfully Anu's new handbag had an inbuilt diary which she must have treasured to pen down her secret thoughts...and i mercilessly tore off all the pages from that to wipe away the marks of the disaster that took place mumbling a thanks under my breath and pretending not to see her eyes shooting the question"Did you even ask ??"....Well...what are friend's for??

We rushed off in an auto to the mezban restaurant and i sped off liuke a monkey whose tail was on fire to the washroom with Anu behind me with a bunch of tissues....the whole architecture of that washroom was wrong...With the washbasin at one end and the dustbin at the otherand a round glasspane at the door ....Nimi said it was a funny sight to see me running back and forth through the glasspane...(Bet it was a funny act for me too)..I was totally hysterical and poured water all over my kurti....(Thankfully Anu stopped me)...And i shampooed the sides of my hair with the handwash there....Well i had to wet the other parts of my head too to give a nice gelled look....And then the white tissue paper clung to my hair in bits and pieces which took a loong time 2 seperate 4rom my black strands....
Finally I came out in a presentable form....oh yes...it was an awesome day...and everyone had a big laugh at my expense.....

Not to foget that disasters continued...I guess that particular crow must have mde a special mention of me in their committe...'coz after that I had to literally protect myself wid helmet and armour..its as though the crows have found me as a favourite spot to relax themselves...Things got soo bad that Anu even resolved not to walk with me unless she had an umbrella....She says I have some magnetic attraction to that crap...well,what can I say?? Some ppl are just born with it....And their lives end up to be very happening!!!

My cold war with the means of transport....

One of the first things that ppl advised me to do in my hols is to learn driving....It seems driving is one of the easiest ways to spend the neverending time that we get in the hols....At first even I was enthusiastic about it...but then I happened to recollect my history with the various means of transport....Vehicles(any vehicle as a matter of fact) seem to be allergic to me.....Ive never fared well with any kind of transport...My silent war with automobiles,unknown to the rest of the world and even to self, began from the day i was born...im not kidding....The whole Indian traffic came to a halt when I opened my eyes and utterd my first cry..It was an "All India Harthal" that day...Maybe it was another way in which the four and two wheeled creatures staged their protest and reaffirmed that this Piscean female will never get lucky with vehicles...

Well....Things didnt stop there.....calamities continued just like inexplicable events that follow the cursed princess in every fairytale...Yeah....When I began boarding buses,I always ended up in unknown places....Either I would sleep off or board the wrong bus or merely get down at the wrong stop...I guess my brain is "transport challenged"...I cant comprehend a sense of direction no matter how familiar Iam with the places..or maybe the buses suddenly get life when i ebter them and purposely dump me at the wrong places.......Well about cycles...Tricycles were fine when i was small...But the 2 wheeled ones, I could never balance...Or mabbe the cycle couldnt balance my weight...Not my fault!!The same thing with scooters and all....

Train journeys were still better...Though the last time I came home I boarded the wrong train at night..And the fact that not one of the flights that i have boarded has taken off without being dealyed by a few hours(kkk..no exagerration..mabbe 2 of them must have taken off on time..) further ascertains the fact that iam a black cat to every other soul in whose fate is embossed a journey with me....I'd rather not talk about what happens in the connection flights!!
So dejected was I wen my friend advised me to get virtual....Comp games with me commanding the steering was a welcome option...Well...wasnt lucky there either.....The message "Sorry...you are driving in the reverse direction" used to blink evey 5 minutes.....virtaul or real,vehicles dont like me being near them....

so im still wondering whether I should even think of learning driving...incidently one of my biggest dreams is to ride on a bike..god knows what will go wrong then....lol

restarting???

hmm...another year has passed...a 3mth vacation again....as usual...jobless and wondering wat to do....then this idea of restarting the blog comes to my mind..i did jes 2 entries in the last vacation coz i realized dat updating the blog was pretty tiresome and iam a lazy bum.....well...frankly speaking,its not mi idea....its all a result of ma friend neethu's persuasion...(nagging is a more apt word)...truly speakin' i think its another one of her malicious endeavours to project her own blog(though i mes admit its pretty gud..)in a better light...im sure its another way to make her way to the spotlight by makin' ppl compare hers wid mine...hehe....as usual i sit in front of the comp wid mi mug of tea..o yeah...im into greentea now...not coffe...n it tastes gross jes like all dat ppl advertise as being healthy.....so lets c how long this goes...n neeths,i need topics 2 blog on darling!!!