This really funny incident happened yesterday. cudnt keep myself from blogging it..So its evening.. We are at home.. me on comp trying hard to understand an alg. and my roomie browsing the net.
Our Devil (the crazy gal) comes home. She is vacating the house today btw..
apparently, some of the vessels were missing so roomie asks her abt their whereabouts.. she says she will search for them later in the night and shuts herself in the room..she has some high priority work she says.. turns out to be packing..
My roomie after quite a bit of time tells me that lot of hunting wud have to be done for things now..and the devil barges out of the room and starts shouting!!My roomie is surprised that her seemingly innocuous remark enraged this devil so much!! She tries to defend but it is like she is talking to a wall.. Devil goes on lamenting about how she is constantly being beleaguered by such bad remarks from my roomie!! And that it hurts her ego.. This goes on and on.. and then i figure she is actually on a call with her boy friend .. poor guy is waiting patiently at the other end while mam is having a go at my roomie!! The guy must have attended yoga, such patience... after she rambles on for an hour, by this time am almost asleep and my roomie's eyes droopy, she realises that noone seems to be bothering and walks out of the house,finally giving her boy friend some cosideration!!Poor fella!! wish him all the patience and luck in the world!!

Life goes on :)

mY CraZy FigHt

The characters that appear in this blog are real and not fictious..

Too many funny incidents in these 2 months here .. I live with 3 galz.. 2 of them married with families in india and the 3rd one doing an internship just like me here.. So basically, first dew days were fun pulling each others leg and wat not.One fine day this 3rd gal whom i will be referring to as the DEVIL(name coined by herself) starts cooking.. Now thats totally unnecessary as the married women are wonderful cooks and they preferred that this work be left to them so that we dont end up messing up the kitchen.. One of the duo is very particular about having the kitchen spic and span.. Fair enough,i leave it to the chefs and enjoy the sumptuous dinners.so this act on part by the DEVIL was not really appreciated as after that we ended up cleaning the kitchen for fucking 3 hours.. I stress the number 3 (me + my 2 roomies,Devil just proud of her cooking flutters off with boxes to distribute to the unfortunate indian families living nearby who am sure had medical conditions after having that sambar)

The DEVIL also is despised for wasting food,something that gets on my nerves!! Combing her hair leaving lumps of hair on the carpet everywhere.. Personally , these things are far from putting me off coz i clean wen i find it dirty and thats it.. not the least bothered about who caused the dirt ot watsoever..But the other 2 roomies got pretty pissed with the DEVIL..Thats natural right coz they are so used to having responsible people around that such spoilt brats drive them mad!! So gradually, she becomes a pain in the ass.. All this time, i keep cool coz i always have my novels to keep me occupied..And i tend to look at the funny side of everything, a hearty laugh gets me thro these daily incidents..

So asusual nonchalent as ever, one dark evening i sit in our room (shared by me and DEVIL) browsing the net , as bored as hell when things perk up.. Our DEVIL barges into the room and tells me to get out of the room..Things turn out to be a little rummy as Berty Wooster would say.. am baffled and start to protest when she fires off saying she needs privacy, not comfortable with me around, no peace while talking phones and what not. Now let me quote that i hardly am ever around her..its not like am a moth and she is fire that am constantly attracted to !! I sit at this corner in the room as if i have been chained to the windows immersed in my own world with music blaring on my head phones..So even if i wanted to, i cud never overhear her top secret phone conversations with whosoever..So this gets me thinking .. I defend by saying that we had mutually agreed to share the room and so by protocol , i have the rights to remain seated firmly to this tiny bit of space and that if she has a problem being comfortable, she needs to sort it out for herself.. the DEVIL apparently had given quite a lot of thought to this situation at home of us ignoring her and had had deep feelings rooted so deep that even the king of the ocean would have thought twice before venturing out!!

So anyways, so hysteric was she that all those deep deep feelings surfaced.. She starts accusing me of not cooking (something i dont think she need to have bothered worrying about coz neither was she cooking for us ) and that i am not clean (now where the hell did that come from?? i dont do anything first to clean it up later?? :O , he he a gud old strategy of mine ) .. The most funny of them all was her reasoning for the way we were acting towards her.. i presumably manipulated my 2 roomies to hate her by talking ill of her and slowly they hypnotised by my talks started hating her.. So she ended up being the devil of the house (the nickname coined after this statement) .. he he he, that cracks me up .. i respond saying like i have no other job in this whole wide world but to induce animosity between the two troups causing world war 3!! he he he...continuing, she claims that i am not the adjustable type (now look who is talking) and that i am not acting according to my age (now no gal wud like her age being brought up ) and no doubts,being a gal (though popularly not accepted in my friends circle) i react.. shout back at her saying she fucking mind her own buisness and stop acting like a baby cribing about petty issues!! Now mind you, i am screaming.. my voice was so squeeky that probably she didnt understand half what i said.. now this is a problem i cant seem to find a solution to.. how the hell would my squeeky voice more like noise ever get through to her?? Irritated by the cacophony that i manage to create, she walks out of the house..

all this time my other 2 roomies being spectators are dumb founded.. All this rage inside me shows pretty well on my face and so no wonder they offer to calm me down.. The ego inside me prevents me from accepting their nice offer and i continue reading a P.G.Woodehouse novel ending up laughing till my stomach hurt!! Surprisingly all that laughter kindles the deep sadness inside me (yea ryt, i have deep sadness inside :P )and i start crying.. more like weeping.. I call my one stop solution center (thats a frnd of mine by the way) and blast out at him.. poor soul, cant say anything coz am mad, mad like crazy!! After a while, the rage appeases and then he gives me some gud advice very much needed for everybody in the world.. i nod my head and fall back into a deep sleep.. Morning and am off to work !!

Sometimes Giving up is better !!

You were alone, minding ur own buisness. Nothing to expect,noone who cared.Confined to ur small room immersed in ur work.. Cut from the outer world..Ur friends said that u were a robot .. no emotions, no feelings. u never gave second thoughts to it.. this alien world had nothing to offer u..
one day ur solitude is broken. He smiles at you, talks to you and helps u out..A new ray of hope.. mixed feelings.. u start enjoying his company. Somebody who cares to ask if u ate .. someone who cries for u and laughs with u... Days go by and he becomes a part of ur life .. everything around u points to him.. its like u never lived before he came into ur life.... expectations,fights,tears,hurt!! U were in a relationship and u strive to make things better!!
The inevitable day dawns when u have to take different paths.. New place, same solitude... it haunts u.. u talk to him on phone..tell him every minute detail in ur life..u keep wondering about him when u do anything.. but as it is said - familiarity breads contempt!! He starts advicing u to think independent, be more confident about urself and less emotional and dependent.. U try hard to explain that u want to just share ur happiness and sorrows with him but in vain.. u start falling apart. he starts ignoring u.. the past flashes across ur mind..
U struggle to move on. U could live without anyone before, why not now?? things havent changed , have they.. questions that have no answers.. u drown urself in books,drinks,music.. ur attitude towards life changes!! U try hard to forget the memories of u and him together.. And all this time , u keep wondering how he is taking it..
Talks reveal that he is happy with his life.. enjoying every bit of it and his voice seems so excited.. he has moved on, new friends, a whole new life!! U feel happy for him .. He is happier without u.. Its better u give up someone than hang on to him and cause misery!!
Life goes on!!
p.s bear with me.. reading to many pschycology related articles lately!!