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The Storyteller in Me

October 9, 2009 at 12:06 pm | In Journey, Wonderment | Leave a Comment
Tags: life

I have been told by a lot of people that I am a good narrator of stories. No, no not reading out of The Arabian Nights. Stories about daily life. Things people can relate to. But people can relate to anything. I mean, come on! There is that variety of people who can relate to goblins, wizards, half-giants, bowtruckles and unicorns (read Harry Potter fans). Now, now. Make no mistake, I am a Harry Potter fan through and through. In fact, I was in full support of my brother moving into a cupboard just short of his 11th birthday. But still.. we’ll leave those people alone for now. My stories are about everyday life. Things that happen to muggles.

Actually, what the hell! Yes it’s true. Sometimes my stories ARE about my chance encounters with blast ended skrewts. There, I said it.

Well, it’s not really a talent. The story telling I mean, not tackling blast ended skrewts. In fact, it just comes out of paying too much attention to detail. And out of being cursed blessed with the addition of drama in everyday incidents of my life.

Really, you can’t not tell people when you catch a cute guy checking you out. Except in my case , he was just staring at my mascara that had spread on half of my face. Or well, when your sandals break just before you are going out. Well, I also superglued my fingers together while trying to fix my sandals. Oh and because of that the fingerprint scanner could not recognize my fingerprints anymore and I was locked in the hostel.

You see what I mean?

But it’s okay you know. Having a drama life has its upside. I never run out of stuff to talk about. And people tell me I’ll be an awesome grandmother!

Grandmother?! :O

All kinds of time

November 13, 2008 at 2:38 am | In Journey, change | 8 Comments
Tags: personal

And it’s that time of the year again.

I guess I will miss those walks back from dinner when I suddenly burst into some old bollywood number. AJ giggles and M and A join me in my “Ek ajnabee haseena se.. yun mulaakaat ho gayi…“. When V gives me the you’re-so-pathetic look but sings along anyway. And when A aka Malgudi quietly smiles and walks along. I guess I will miss listening to and being a part of pointless conversations during dinner time, laughing and making people laugh with silly stories about my life. Just because it’s not often that I meet people who are interested to listen to how we danced when our codes worked.

I guess I will miss being called ‘Komal-anna’ , called after a silly character from a silly bollywood movie. I will miss being picked on for my Mogambo-ish laugh. I will miss my weekly movie nights with Mr Patel and Sidarf. I will miss funny- early morning breakfast conversations with my dance partner, S. ‘Maria moments’.Making Al believe that computer engineering is cool. Angry burstouts. P’s funny comments and angry threats to people who don’t shut up when it’s time to study. Getting hooked on shows with H and T. D’s singaporean accent and Ad’s you’re-so-lame look.

I will also miss emo-ing around with AJ in my room. I will miss talking to V about the joys of writing codes. Of course, nothing can make me forget quiet An’s sarcastic yet priceless comments.

But most of all, I’ll miss the loud bursts of laughter that makes the “Indian table” at the dining hall stand apart from the rest in the dining hall.

Saying goodbye sucks. But i guess it makes us sweat the small stuff like these, which by the way, do matter. Life is funny. No one knows where this whole bunch is going to be next year, this time. But hey, there will still be good memories to look back at and good times to look forward to. All the best, guys!

**Takhliaaa** :P

PS: Although the bhindi and paneer invitation is always open, it’s okay if you don’t want to risk it with my cooking skills. Just come.. I am not running out of stories to tell :)

Of Jet-Lags, Timezones and Travel

May 25, 2008 at 5:37 pm | In Insomnia, Journey, Wonderment | 14 Comments

First things first, I miss Singapore! All my friends, and hostel, and people and office..each one of them! :(

Moving on,

Despite being in 4 different time-zones in the past 24 hours, which has led my body clock to be wonderfully messed up, despite being pulled out of queues for individual questioning 5 times during my 22 hour journey, despite getting a middle seat in my longest flight, despite being up at 4 am because of the 12 hour time difference and despite being terribly tired, I have to admit, it feels amazing to be in beautiful Chicago =)