Brother like no other

It has happened, despite me denying it for the last few days. I miss my brother a lot, more than a lot. I never thought it could get so weird but it has. I can’t help thinking about him nearly all the time and its hard to realize the fact I won’t see him for the next six months.

He has left for his college in Manipal, which is one of the best places to study. I am proud of him for doing so well. I knew that he’d be leaving for that place since last one month, but I never thought I would feel his absence so much. So I guess everyone around me was right when they said I’d miss him the most. I just laughed it off, saying we can always be in touch thanks to the technology. But technology can never ever fill the empty spaces of a person. Its not the same talking over the phone and seeing him in person. I can’t punch him in his non-existent six pack abs over the phone.

We have lived together under the same roof for nearly nineteen years, there have been times when we have parted before but his going to hostel is different. Also the fact this year will be our first raksha bandhan when we won’t be together is disturbing. Fortunately one of my cousins who is the sweetest kid will be here, so it won’t be bad at all.

Chatty(my brother) and I have never missed an opportunity to fight, infact we talked less and fought more. We could argue without a reason, putting even the cats and dogs to shame. We fought, stopped talking to each other, made up and fought again. I used to scavenge his wardrobe and wear his t-shirts, he used to get really mad and complained to mamma. He walked into my room anytime of the day, messing it up and refusing to budge even when I screamed.

Every year on our mother’s birthday and mother’s day we went looking a gift for her. This time we got her a frying pan on mother’s day. We are an insanely awesome team together. Who can come up with that idea? For the next time we decided to get her a fish pot, so kid I promise to send you the video of her reaction. Despite the fights we are a great team, supporting each other through every wrong and right.

We are technically the same, he is my male version and I his female version whether it is looks or otherwise. Both of us have spent our entire lifetime listening to people saying that we look alike and wondering if we do. I still wonder do we? Apart from the looks he generally thinks in the same way as I do. I had a conversation with day before yesterday when he was getting a little inquisitive, which he never is. When I got irritated, he said don’t worry I am just kidding with you, even I’d hate if anyone asked so many questions and added to it no wonder people say we both are the same. People say but I know that he is my six feet, short hair version.

I can write another ten paragraphs about him and how cruel we have been to each other but will let it be. Hopefully he has internet connectivity soon and we can skype, till then whatsapp it is. I have a brother like no other and now that he is gone I miss him more than anything. Wishing him the best for the next four years and already looking forward to this December.

PS: Chatty you forgot your himalaya green colored face pack home, do you want me courier it? Also the mirror in my room misses you more than me, its of no use now. And I have endless face washes now that you are gone.

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Love you Maa…

Its mother’s day this Sunday, although thanks to my forgetfulness I wished my mother previous Sunday. I don’t know what got into me, in the middle of the afternoon I assumed it was the Mother’s day and called to wish her. She asked me if I had my facts right, I convinced her and my poor brother had to bear the burnt of not remembering the day that wasn’t.

I don’t know where I should start from when I talk about my mother, the words are too less to describe the most beautiful lady I have ever known. The word beautiful doesn’t do any justice to the wonderful human being she is. She has been now bearing me and my tantrums for nearly two decades now and that’s commendable keeping in mind I have a brother not very different from me. We are her immensely spoilt brats, we have always been choosy with food, a little troublesome sometimes argumentative and have fought with her. She has been greatly tolerant and patient towards us making us realize when we are wrong. Atleast making ‘me’ realize, I can’t be sure of her son.

She cooks us the food we like, its an arduous task, since the three of us including my father, brother and me never like the same kind of food. She listens to us patiently, well most of the times. I remember as kids she would teach us, she worked in a school and took extra classes for older kids in the evenings. Afternoons were the only time when we she had with us and she made sure that we finished our homework in that time. She was and always has been the superwoman from teaching us to being a soccer mom, driving us to our swimming pool, fetching us from classes in evenings. She has literally been always there, in the hard times been the support and been the encouraging factor when we did something good.

Now that I have grown up, I love talking to her especially the dinner time conversations the family has. The talks range from pulling everyone’s legs to discussing serious politics to deciding the flavor of ice-cream we eat after dinner. She is more of a friend now. I hardly get scolded, the mere scolding that now happens, is when I get back home late or spent too much money, but I even like that. Its really funny to see her turn red and she is generally faking it.

She has never been too expressive with her love and I really appreciate that fact, that has made me a balanced person. Can’t say how but yes it has. She has never really spoilt me but never deprived me of anything. That just means she is perfect. I absolutely enjoy shopping with her, she gets spent thrift just like me. It feels good to swap the driving seat with her although I wish she trusted the driver in me. She nearly screams asking me to drive slowly even when I am and every time  swears that she will drive the next time when the two of us go out.

She has the perfect advice for all the situations. And they always work.  There have been many instances when I was clueless and she came to my rescue. Whether it was a problem at school, college, with a friend or when my father got mad at me she gave solutions to all, helped me out of it and even scolded me before finding a way out for me.

Its just not possible to thank her in one blog post or on a specific day. She is the best mom anyone could have. I can’t thank her enough for whatever she has done for me. Love you mamma forever and always. Here is what I give her this mother’s day:

 

On losing people

Have you ever lost a loved one? I don’t mean by death, but by some incident, that hurt that person and you equally. I lost a good friend last year due to some differences, that feeling wasn’t good and today again I fear I might have a lost another good friend. Again due to some differences. I know she cared for me and I cared for her equally but the circumstances were ugly and solution none.

The feeling has come back in a year. I am fortunate enough not to have lost someone because of death but this hurts equally or maybe more. You see the person nearly everyday, and the memories of the good days come back, the person is so near yet so far. You can’t do anything.

I have always said, I fear human emotions, they can really leave you in disbelief, you never know what kind of reaction your actions can bring out from a person. You really have to tread on this path of emotions more carefully than anywhere else. Trust once broken is always broken, the tears shed will always haunt you.
Its hard to deal with such situations, this wound is harder to heal than any other injury.

I can hope now just hope that today’s situation does not have the worst consequences. People in our lives are more precious than anything else, they need to be valued more than anything else. They don’t come back once they go. Once they go, the past with them troubles you and yes you regret what you did.

I am sorry to bore you yet again with the ranting but its a part of teenage babbling, unfortunately with happy times there are sad times as well. That’s what is life.

To the people who know me personally, family and friends, all of you are too precious for me, life would be meaningless without each one of you.

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Good friends , Good Books and a Sleepy Conscience , this is the ideal life.

Before I go on to explain what the title  is about I’d like to wish my grandfather a very happy birthday It is his 76th birthday today ,  right after mine.We always joke that he is a day younger than me .  He is one of the sweetest person I know and the coolest grandfather. He is the one who still spoils  me with the 5-stars and fruit n nuts . I love being called sweet girl by him. Its just so cute , he calls me that whenever I talk to him over the phone. In summers we used to go for long walks and have ice-cream sometimes.

When I was a kid he taught me math and got mad at me if i did my sums wrong. It was because of him I scored well in math at that time and secondly because I never wanted to disappoint him .I looked upto him for being the calm , composed person he is. He has the most logical thinking. I love him. Thank you for being there nanu.

And now coming back to the title , well actually that is my life I have good friends , I read books and I do have a conscience that is in a habit of waking up late and realizing things after a considerable delay in time and that is an ideal life .This is the quote on my t-shirt presented by friends on my birthday. This quote was at the front and EP!C Editor Saab at the back. Check out the pictures.

It was one of they coolest birthdays , all of them dropped in at 8 in the morning and got into my room when I had not even woken up and smashed an entire cake in my face and  hair and within a span of two minutes this is what I looked like :

They are absolutely crazy , they wrecked their brains to give me 19 gifts which included cheese , oreo , snickers and pepsi the few things I love eating , a diary to write in , pens because I never have them and some accessories. And the most special and the last one was the print version of EP!C magazine’s first issue . It was such a wonderful idea and I absolutely loved it . They made me wait for more than hour to get that edition printed. But it was worth the wait. Each gift had a small slip with its number and a small message , the magazine prints said “bas ab senti mat hona ” which is don’t get sentimental after seeing this . Which happened though.

Then after the lunch we went for a drive to the lake had some crazy fun there , we listened to some of our favorites songs  in uncle V’s car since my 19th century car’s stereo has stopped working and I have given up on it . On our way back I and uncle V raced and I won inspite of the fact I had my Jalopy ans she a much and newer model of Santro . It was the most amazing drive.

I wasn’t excited at all about this birthday but uncle V , ayg , AK , SS , TJ and th one who kept pretending she was in some random corner of Orissa made the birthday the most exciting and happening one . Thank you all . And I missed Swat to a great extent because she could not be there. Love you guys <3.

And now I am looking forward to the holidays my entire family is going to be together around Christmas , exciting times . I love absolutely lurrveee December. Holidays , birthdays , family and friends all of it make it perfect.

HAHA …. I am too funny

I am surrounded by the most lame people and they crack even more lame jokes. These jokes can leave one speechless and sometimes might not even qualify as jokes . Thought I should share a few of them with you :

Date structure teacher (while teaching foreign keys) : What is foreign key ? Basically we define foreign as , when someone goes from India to another country he is in foreign land .
Me: Sir What about the guy who comes from the other country to India?
Blank Silence.

Swat and me going to have breakfast at Mc Donald’s , while crossing JW Marriot
Me: I was thinking we should have breakfast at Marriot instead of usual burgers at Mc or Hot millions
Swat : Forget it , we don’t have change today.
We had only fifty bucks at that time.

SS: Please tell me some position in  …
Uncle V : 69
Blank silence
SS(after sometime) I was saying a position in a software company.

Me (while lighting candles) : The candle wax fell on me , its hurting.
Dad: Good , you just got va(wax)iccanted
Me : HUH???

Me : Mom , are you kidding me?
Mom : No I am adulterating you.
Blank silence.

Me (at KFC while climbing down the stairs , the board said mind your head ) : Uncle V , I can’t mind my head .
Uncle V : Why so ?
Me : Because I am too high headed .

AB (on getting his green slippers back ): Guys I have my slippers back and then revolving around. Guys this is such a green revolution.
*PERIOD*

When Uncle V uses an umbrella in summers
Me : Using an umbrella is so lame in summers , how can it stop you from being tanned?
Uncle V : It won’t effect you , you anyways have hair falling all over your face (indicating my tresses that have a tendency to fall on a my forehead)
Me: Okay , so you mean to say , hair are like some anti-tanning devices ?
Uncle V: Yes
Me : Prove it
Uncle : Look at your scalp , is it tanned ?
Me : No , you have a point , so lets keep our hair on our faces.
THIS IS BY FAR THE LAMEST AND MOST RANDOM CONVERSATION.

At the traffic lights when the light turns green
AV: Drive , the light is green.
Me : Oh yes , sorry I forgot I was driving.

Me to Bro (who was studying) : Dude please tell me how you concentrate ?
Bro : I follow some rules .
Me : Interesting , shoot I am listening.
Bro : Rule Number 1 . Stay away from you (my name)
Me : Okay whatever .

And this one’s my personal favorite .
All of us were planning a trip on activas to Kasuali
Someone(i don’t remember who) : Listen this is a very far fetched plan , its not happening. Stop dreaming.
Uncle V : No we are just trying to make memories , wonderful college memories.And you should be a part of it.
Someone2 ( I don’t remember this someone either ) : Yeah just like people make babies , we make memories.
Everyone : Now that’s something new .
There’s quite a possibility that someone 2 was me. But let it be , I am too modest to take credit of such jokes.

Maybe these do not mean anything at all and a lot of them may not even be funny anymore but they did entice laughter at one point . I did not remember a lot of them and finished this post in a month of wrecking my brain. And is for all those who will understand these .

And another year ends.

As the first decade of the new millennium is about to end I look back at all the things that happened in 2010. It’s the year I started college , the year I ended school , the year I turned eighteen and the year I started blogging . The beginning of the year had me all stressed out, the apprehensions , the pangs , the curiosity of getting into college. It was a mixed bag of all sorts of feelings.

The college was a new adventure but school was missed. All the childish talks and pranks played are now a treasure and memories that are never going to fade away. I met some of the coolest people in 2010 , parted with some . It was in June when I had nothing to do , I took up writing , I do not know whether I am good or not but I found  immense pleasure and satisfaction in my new found interest.

2010 was not all fun and frolic my grandmother fell seriously sick because of drug overdose , it was hard to see a lady who always was on her toes laying in the bed or  keeping quiet. Thankfully the by the end of the year she was back to being the grandmother she was earlier , scolding me and cooking the scrumptious finger licking meals. My youngest cousin who is barely seven was found to have muscle dystrophy , I do not want to elaborate on that. Just hope 2011 changes things for the little kid. Sometimes life can be so bloody unfair.

The time it seems has flown away. The echo of the laughs shared on the most silliest jokes , the tears spilled for things that seem so insignificant now are all memories etched in the back of the mind. This has been by far the most eventful year of life – boards , results , entrances , tensions , admissions, new atmosphere , college, new friends , bunking, new crushes , college exams and finally the end of this year , I’ll never forget this one , because it’s end brings new beginnings for me.

I do not want to mention any resolutions ( like I have any ) that will make the post even more boring.All I want is to keep writing  in 2011. 2011 – new year , new start . Let’s keep it rolling. Happy new year.

People who make every moment of life a moment of joy. Part 2

The brother

Yeah finally something about the person I have mentioned quite a lot of times.I was not going to write this until next week but because today it’s his seventeenth birthday I thought I’ll do him the honors ( I’m kidding its 4 am and I can not sleep) .

Where do I start from??Well all I can say is I have a brother like no other , he’s the most insane brother to have. He  can drive me nuts and make me laugh all at the same time. We have had our share of fights ( maybe more ) and there were times we actually disowned each other(weird aren’t we?) but we could not hold ourselves from talking  for long ; I always tried , but something always comes up and I have to end the fight .

I never thought of him as a brother , he is more of a friend , someone who I can hit and  never get hit back      ( sometimes he is the gentleman) and lets me off with the warning if I repeat it I’d be going down.It’s cool to go on drives with him , when he drives at 80km/hr on the city roads .Jerk likes me freaking out. I am glad to reach back home safely after every drive. Though I bet he feels the same when I drive. I don’t over speed  but still manage to freak him out. I should be thanking him for saving my life when I took a wrong turn almost ( had he not shown his reflexes it would have been otherwise )and  collided with another car . Had the collision taken place I would have been behind the bars or atleast challened ( chandigarh police sucks) heavily for driving without a driving license with a minor (seventeen year olds no matter how tall they are minors) .

It was  because of him I had tough times at school. He would always do something and I was called for.In class 9th he did  not submit his project  on time and when he did complete it  he was too scared to submit so while he sat at home pretending to be sick I submitted that project and got  to hear horrendous things from the teacher. And in 10th when we had a common Hindi teacher we both had our share of hearing nasty things . She complained to him about me and me about you to me, thanks to our  remarkable handwriting and splendid Hindi.It is very annoying how he  always manages  to score more than me.

He thinks he says the most witty one-liners and I enjoy them.Buddy those are pity laughs.He  is  like Chandler sometimes. Sometimes I hate the fact he does not tell me everything , imagine hearing it from his  classmates that he was  bullied badly in school by some guys. I always knew you hated those guys but bullying is somethimg I could not imagine.
The way he gets along with all my friends is amazing , when they team up against me I feel they are more of friends .

It’s very bizarre that he  finds me a disappointment just because I have been single for a long time , like he has had a million girlfriends. It’s good for the girls that he  stays away from them (he says that ) but I think its the other way round.And if he ever does have one I am going to warn her about this guy and save a life.

Thankfully he does not read this blog . Love you loads chouttttu , that’s what I’ll call because he hates it . Happy Birthday ! And may you have many more.