B'day bash returns!

Just as i posted yesterday's blog, almost all of them came with up the phrase "Ajay! You alright? What were you trying to say?" . I gave an answer which even i could not understand! Then i decided i will justify the title at least today. Remember the tags which i had given yesterday? Well, that is what am going to talk today. I guess i will have to start right away as i can see ' _/\_ ' reactions along with a number of yawns mixed with frustration. Okay, so the time was 23:50 PM on 12th of February and i received my first call from my sister who was very sleepy, which i could understand from her voice which seemed to have shaken by some force, probably an alarm to wish her brother,Wow! Siblings i thought! Just as my sibling cloud was thickening, it was shattered by a piece of bang on my door. Oh! Here they come, ready to watch me scream, these fellows need a small intro i guess. 'Hey you there! Do not worry, this will only be a small one,i can see your lips moving, i swear, trust me!' . These guys, around ten of them, are the best one can get as companions, be it mocking someone or laughing out loud by whistling and clapping hands and the ones who always laugh when you cry and also laugh when you laugh. Meaning, no emotions, no feelings. Oops! Sorry, they have got one feeling-'friendship'. Yes! They are my friends! Just when you guys think 'Wow! Friendship at hostel is terrific, i think i missed them..' i will have to stop you right there, because all those friends were already at my doorstep, of course ready to wish me but also seemed keen in doing something different. I had a big grin on my face when i saw a cake box, which on opening had four cake-brothers, out of which two were smashed onto my face and the other two were feared, just when one of the two was again aimed at me, one fellow grabbed that piece and said 'Cmon Man! Cakes are meant for eating' and he was the same guy who consumed the last piece too. As i was busy picking up left over pieces, all my friends re-arranged and made a formation for the famous 'Birthday Bumps'. Now for all those who do not know what that mean, am so sorry, i cannot explain them right now as i already can see slippers and stones in some of readers' hands for bringing up an article this lengthy. 'Smash' - one might have heard this from a famous Marvel Comic character, and it was 00:15 AM when i heard those words as i had four powerful blows on a place which is very much essential for someone who sit. After that, having pleading and creating a sympathetic feel among my friends, they regrouped again , only this time, they threw me inside my bathroom and rest which happened is History.

The thing about hostel, especially on a birthday is that all you have is support from none. A different type of solution was formed with shampoos,conditioners,soap powder,shaving cream and i do not remember other things as i was drenched with that already. It was only then i realized someone had mixed oil too. I thought 'My goodness! Today will be the longest and toughest bath since age four' i do not know how that number came, i just made up. Well yeah, then came the exhibiting part, all those fellows decided i take a march all over the hostel to get appreciation for their creative work, Yeah! Creative it is! This is hostel for you. Fun, Fun and fun. Thanks a lot Friends!! All of you. You did make this day memorable. Thank you all. I felt so happy that day especially after a mail which i saw from a friend.

I know its lengthy, please bear with me, i would do no justice if i do not explain certain things, especially an incident which has been close to my heart. It was around 1400 hrs when i received a text from my friend asking me to check my mail. As you all know about my super-active behavior, i opened it my mobile and the moment i saw the name, i just jumped and opened my laptop and wanted to watch it in the Big Screen. I opened the mail and the link that was provided, it was Magic! It consisted of pictures and description on me and my friend's feelings on me. You know you get the ' Hey! That's me, am so proud of it' feeling when someone appreciates you, i got it the other day. All i had was mixed emotions as i thought how lucky i was for having had friends like these. Best friends they say, i am actually searching for that one word which when prefixed to the word 'friend' brings the exact meaning of friendship. All i did after watching the mail for twenty times was 'sleep' . Cmon yar! I had not slept properly the previous night. Except that all i thought was about the mail and the one who had sent me that. Thank you my 'friend'. 

B'day bash!

Where is your b’day blog everybody asked me? Sorry, it took me quite some time to actually bring together various pieces? Exactly a year back I had written my third of the posts, now please don’t check the dates because it is not ‘exactly’ 365 days, well, a day or two lesser and please don’t have that grin on your face. You can have it if you had found out the previous sentence funny and not because of the ‘Yes! Ajay accepted his mistake about the dates! I win’ voice of your subconscious.  So forget about the numbers, let us get into the topic, this time ‘Seriously’. Wait?! Topic? Am I insane? When have I written with a premeditated topic in my mind? Till now I haven’t. But now I guess I have it. Yeah! Flashes of images of what is to be written is all over me, though they are blurred, I can bring you the clear picture of how it was on my birthday. Even then it was blurred, owing to the dislocation-of-the-spectacles-from-the-momentary position. What I mean to say is, I had to remove my specs due to..due to.. I guess you will find that soon. So till now, the above ten lines might have brought yawn in few faces and also ‘Hey you! Do not sleep! It is not that boring, wait yar! I will bring the party to you. Am just creating the hype for the same’. Just stay with me, you guys hopefully know me well, I wont let you down. So, I guess this is my hundredth ‘so’ in ten posts. C’mon! I guess am very much deviating from the so-called-topic as..as..i just remembered I need to wash my clothes! Damn it! A washing-machine-less hostel trying to make the students work even on weekends, I do not want to talk about the weekdays either. Alright! For the 101’th time I am going to say this, ‘so’ I guess I have made up some totally useless piece with 300+ words saying nothing, I even know most of you reading this have no idea of what I am upto. Time to unravel the beast! Of course not now, I have got some work. Stay tuned for the next episode of..of..of whatever you have given name for this thing.

Tags for next episode : 12 o clock, smash, party, ‘thirupaachi’ , friendship, ppt.

Now il appreciate if you get back to your routine, il inform you once the next one is out! Bye! 

Dinner Time! Run!!

The above mentioned title for this post should not be misinterpreted! The moment the time strikes 08:00 PM , we used to run with the plate in our hand, wishing to have the best dinner so that one can be so proud of when they meet the next day in school. Yeah, i did mention 'School'. That reaction was so casual in our school days, when even though after an entire day's work, our mom used to sit and plan for dinner to make sure the entire family has a delicious sleep that night. The reason why i mentioned delicious night is because of the taste which remains in our mouth even in the midst of our sleep, not because one has not washed his mouth properly thinking that extra ten seconds of mouth wash would make them miss their favorite singing show or a TV show where extra ordinary casting and a very strong script makes not only the actors cry but also the audience, till now i have not figured the exact reason why everyone cry? Is it because the one who view the show are superb judges or is it they are forced to watch a stupid serial like that? I do not know, because i stick to watching animation series which i consider having far better logic to its so-called-competitors. Well, i do not know why i went out of topic, actually there is no topic! I do not know why am writing this, is it because i miss my home made food or is it because i am frustrated? Frustrated? Yes! That's why am writing! In another few minutes i will be leaving to the most irritating place in my campus, Mess. All of us would be looking as if we are so interested in the menu, as we would hold the plate which would eventually fail to qualify for the famous vessel-cleansing advertisement owing to the extra ordinary pressure the soap would have to clean it. Anyway, a friend of mine has been shouting my name for quite some time, not because he is ecstatic about going there, but because of the super-smelling and ultra-delicious food which is so eager to see the faces who are going to consume them. That is sarcasm, if you had not got it. Whatever, it is time to Run! Run where? One cannot escape. Pray that your belly gets filled without crying or at the worst case, imagine you are on a diet, except that you do not develop a Macho look. 

I hear Voices

So there it goes, second article in seven days! That’s quite a start. As I type this, I have a big grin on my face. Reason? You will soon find out. So there I was the other day, in my college canteen, waiting for my friend. Not that I was waiting for ‘company’ rather I wanted ‘funds’ to fill my belly which had been making sound for quite some time. A lot of sweet voices, rude, dull and at times, energetic voices along with different sounds, Oh wait! That was the sound of laughter, were received by my usually sleepy ears at a very busy time of the day. I tried my best to scan the faces which I could see, but all I could see were the ones which they kept in hand, ready to crush, munch and swallow them. Among one such eatable was the one, which I heard speaking, it was like ‘Please don’t bite me! And even if you did, make sure you don’t hurt me, I will make sure I taste good and also healttthhhhyyyy..’ that’s it, a girl who was holding it, ate it as if she had not seen food in months. I was sad that I could not hear the last few words of Mr. or is it Miss. Or whatever that eatable was. So I waited, it was getting crowded and I was dragged into a place where I never wanted to be, rather I could put it as ‘I was pushed’. I cursed the crowd, not for pushing me, but for dropping some food on the floor. Poor fella, I felt sorry for the ones who were dropped on floor as they were smashed and in turn vanished. The other side of canteen was quite a scene as I heard something from there too, ‘Dare not touch me dude! Hey you!! Take your hands off me, I said Back off! All of you. I will tear you down to pieecessss’ Oh wait! I never told you who spoke these words. These are not words from a human. Alright! There it is, I hear voice number 2 from the same species on the same day. But this time, it was seven on one, I mean, seven persons taking on a single..on a single.. Forget it, I do not remember the type. But it was still the same family of the one which had succumbed to death on the hands of a girl, who right now was flooding her belly with water, adding to the late (whatever)’s misery. After a horrific turn of events, the bell had rung, break over, chorus of ‘bye’ were heard all around me. I felt really depressed and lonely. Is it? No!! I felt really hungry and angry that my friend did not turn up, as I finished talking to myself, I heard a loud voice. There he was, my friend, my life came running to me as I was prepared to hug him, but wait! Does not this sound serious? Well actually it wasn’t. As he came running to me, I did not care about the lack of attendance in that subject which I had missed after the break, I did not care about the print out which I was about to take the next hour inspite of being penniless, I really had forgotten about the printout actually. All because of the joy of the starving belly which I could sense and then he came, he had run, so he bent down, for few seconds he said nothing before he exploded saying ‘G! Epo Treat?’.