BRAIN BALONEY

Commercials on TV are of all kinds. Some are funny, some are meaningless, and some make you search, look for the meaning. But...very rarely does a commercial stay with you, long after you switch off the TV (yeah I know, TV Philosophy! :P). The commercial I'm going to be writing about is not anything genius. There have been far better commercials in the TV World. But...

I think almost everyone must have seen the Airtel ad. Here's what happens:
Small Saif meets Small Girl. He wants to be friends, so he gives her a friendship butterfly locket. She accepts it. They become friends. But suddenly, Small Saif has to leave the town forever, for some unknown reason.
Many years later.
Small Saif is now big. He is lying on the bed, gazing at the photograph of Small Girl, who must've grown up now too (henceforth referred to as the Butterfly girl). He decides to go back and look for her. Woh fira yahaan wahaan, but couldn't find her. He passes by some kind of protest, and notices a girl in pink shirt. She gestures him to move forward. He does. Now home, or Hotel, whatever, he switches on the TV. On the news is the same protest and the girl in Pink Shirt. But the picture quality of Airtel Digital TV is so good, that he notices a butterfly necklace around the Pink Shirt Girl's neck. Its the Butterfly Girl! His when-I-was-a-Boy best friend! He rushes there immediately.
He reaches. He's about to go and talk to her when SUDDENLY, suddenly...Kareena passes by. Apparently, Saif's never seen a girl THAT pretty, because he can't keep his eyes off her. Now there are two things he can do: Revert back to his original plan- reunite with the Butterfly Girl OR...go and talk to Kareena. And it BROKE my heart to see that he chose Kareena.
Butterfly girl just shakes her head.

But, why, WHY in the world would he choose Kareena over his long lost best friend? Why? Is that how guys are? Ready to ignore a lifetime of friendship for a Kareena they've never seen before? Unless he was psychic and suddenly got a vision that he would marry her in the future, I can think of no valid reason backing his action. Do guys get distracted THAT easily? He came with the purpose of finding his friend. He found her, but chose to forget her just because he saw Kareena. Well done, Saif. Kareena is SO lucky.

I don't know why, but it made me incredibly sad.

Signing off as a faith-loser in Mars,
Srishti

:O

A few days ago, I caught up with a friend. 'Friend' may not be the correct term, but whatever. "We broke up", she said. "Ohh" was all I could say. And then I was shown something which horrified me. "See, I did this", she says. I see a distinct 'M' carved on her stomach. She had cut herself with a knife, the shape M and was actually happy about it. And it was pretty large. "Oh my God! What have you done?!" I yell, freaked out. "Relax, its nothing. I got a tetanus, you know" she said with a wink. Some achievement. What kind of thought process would actually make someone do something like that? I'm all for eternal love, but this? I actually plan to get a tatoo (way, way into the future). The name of my One True Love, you know ;) But to cut myself for a JERK? No way :O

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My maths teacher reminds me of Boman Irani from Mai Hoon Naa. I have NEVER met a more scatter-brained and absent minded person in my entire life. Some of her pearls of wisdom include:

Ma'am: (Angry because nobody is studying) : 9th D...

Class: Ma'am 10th D!

Ma'am(?): 10th D. You are the worst section of 9th...

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Ma'am: Q10 is the last exercise of this chapter...

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Ma'am: You have to show the working, as in you don't have to show the working...

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Ma'am: Srishti, start writing and top stalking...

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:D

Maybe someone threw laughing powder over everyone, because this month is turning out to be the most Hilarious month EVER! The only thing I did sincerely all month is laugh. Well, laughter is the best policy. Wait, that was honesty. Wasn't it? Anyway, He Who Shall Not Be Named swallowed a nail today :D

:)

The weather's pleasent, the company's beautiful so how can I help not smiling? Slowly, I'm learning to face my fears and work on them, trying to prioritize and failing, and also trying not to be sad about D-Day, which is getting closer everyday.

:)

Sore Throat. Fever. But the worst of all, the deadly...Cold. (I guess cold is not really called cold, ...but I don't know the scientific, or official name)
Except the part where people will get you whatever you want in bed, being sick sucks.

But the weirdest thing, is the Urge. The inexplicable urge to do exactly the thing you're not supposed to do. Even though I sound like that girl in The Exorcist, if anybody flashed a chuski in front of me, I'll eat it, without the slightest feeling of guilt. I even had chicken today! Fried. Which would help my throat a lot, I'm sure.
Why do we do things that are the exact OPPOSITE of things which we are supposed to?
The question haunts me.

The Zombie Community would definitely give me a membership now. I sound like them, I look like them. And I can probably go to Zombie High, the high school for Zombies. Oughta be fun.

Goodnight everyone :)

Retiring Sick,
Srishti

He does it.
But what was the cause? The smile? The eyes? The expression?
All of them.
It hits me suddenly.
Recall. Say you're a book-lover, and you walk into a bookstore. You're in your favourite part of the store, the shelf you love the most. You look at it. Your see it lined with books you love the most in the world. You look at their jazzy covers, their catchy titles. You smile. Involuntarily, widening your eyes for a better view.
Then, you walk into Archies or Hallmark. You see an array of objects, all colourful, glittering and gleaming. The colours dance in front of your eyes, inviting. You stare at them and you almost shield your eyes, narrowing them, lest the colours hurt them.
Its like that. Only both. I don't know whether to narrow or widen. I want to look at him, stare at him, to absorb...but I'm afraid. Afraid that the beauty would be so powerful, that it might damage them. My eyes.

When do you get goosebumps? When you're shivering, either from the cold or fear. But there is another kind of goosebumps. The wrong-place, wrong-time kind. The what-are-you-doing-here-kind.
When the temperature is very high. When its so hot, that you can't feel the sweat. Its a part of you already. Its hot beyond a limit. And the goosebumps come. They're not supposed to be here, but they are. And it feels good. The goosebumps make you giddy. You want to laugh.
There are goosebumps on your arm because of the heat.
Weird?
Thats how it is. Its not supposed to be like it is. Its unexpected, uncalled for. Against the laws. Wrong place, wrong time. Wrong. But it feels good. Its not supposed to happen, but when it does, you don't care anymore.

Those Things He Does.

* This was written when the author was, as defined medically, not completely mentally stable. Only temporarily. Also, err...I have a tendency to exaggerate. So its not to be taken very seriously.

Only in India...will you find the Indian English. Something which is termed as 'Hinglish'.
Quotes and words when spoken, you can't help but giggle, no matter how bad your own English is. Here goes.

-"Dont argooo with me!"
Couldn't if I wanted to.

-"If x+y izikal to x+z..."
What izikal to WHAT?

-"Oh my God, look at her butts!"
What? I can't find anything wrong in this sentence.

-"Shaatup!"
You're the boss.

(A girl who had read the word 'dude' and knew what it meant, but had never actually heard someone say it)
-"Oye, Dudey!"
She probably meant Dubey...

-"I have a Pee-sychic"
Not in a condition to comment.

-"Hi, my name is Rahul. You wanna make fraandship with me?"
or sometimes
"Hi, you wanna fraand me?"
Why not?

-"Angrez chale gaye, tujhe chod gaye!"
Is that even possible?

-"Toh what?"
Aur kya!

-"Let the rains fall down..."
Please, do!

Also, I find the concept of using 'like' after every third word extremely amusing.
-"Look, I'm like, really hungry, so can we like, make a move, so I can like, eat?"
Sure, what would you like?
OR
"So he's like 'I don't like you' and I'm like 'Whats not to like?' and he's like 'I don't know what to, like, say...' "
Huh. What indeed.

Cheers!

*I don't mean to intentionally hurt anyone. All views and opinions in this post are purely fictional , and any person resembling anyone, living or dead, is entirely co-incidental. Well, almost ;)