The Free booze!

The usual way of killing time over mails is very
simple. CC all my classmates and ask them for somethin
i know the answer.. or pull someones leg. The chain
reaction starts and in no time my mailbox will be
flooded. One such similar topic today happened to be
"what plans for tomorrow?". How wierd could that
fellow be who was so far away but still
wanted to know what i am going to do on a weekday.
Middle of the week where i have to get up early and
attend 3 classes and a lab sessions. Is that what he
wanted to know. Couple of minutes later i saw the date
tag of the mail and it was Feb 13. OH!! he wanted to
know what i was doing for valentine's day. For dumbos
and singles like me he should have had that Question
more clear. Other than wat i said i raelly dont know
what i am going to be up for tomorrow but back home
valentines day was very special to me. We used to
celbrate like anythin. Like anyother new year party.
It was the day of free booze.

Two weeks before everyone gets so secretive. There are
some ( say category X) who are choosing the target to
confess their true love to. Some (category Y) already
have the targets in mind but they have something more
than that. They either want to give her a gift or take
her out to the best place. So they start saving money
or call up parents asking for some cash to join a C
programming course in a non existing computer
institute in my college. Some(category Z) saving money
to recharge their phones in a big way to call her up
who is in another city / another college thinking of
someone totally different.

On the big day of Feb 14 these little groups of
secretive suddenly disappear. Category X is found in
the hot spots of college where the chance of seeing
their target is maximum. Category Y is running all
around the college searching for their girl to give
the gift or ask her out. In most cases the girl also
disappears with some other guy. Category Z calls her
up at nite 12 to find the number engaged and keeps
trying for an hour before sleeping wiht the phone in
hand. Finally heart broken ends up sending her a sms
which is free. By the evening of feb 14 the truth is
getting revealed. Each category finds out what their
girls have been upto. I remember one of my friend
seeing his girl with his best friend in the restaurant
that he had suggested her. Now comes the best part All
those people are frustrated and come asking for
suggestions asking how to forget this great tragedy
they have had today. As my favorite saying goes

" Drinking may not be the solution to your problems...
but it helps you forget the problem itself.."

So with the excess money they have they take all of us
to a good bar.. and rest is history!!!!

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Woh Lamhe!

Sitting in front of my laptop i tried hard to
concentrate. It was a class on Business analytics. 4
weeks had gone since this has started but i had not
even installed the required software for it. Came back
home totally exhausted and covered with snow. I used
to listen to music whenever it rained back home. It
sure is not possible here as all i get is the white
flakes floating in the air and unwilling to settle.
They are not willing to accept that they are out of
the clouds and have to hit the ground. Concentrating
hard on one single flake I see it being hit by many
others before it settles. I am watching all this from
my window sipping on a coffee and my laptop is playing
one of the borrowed mp3 cd. Surprises are the best
when they come least expected. One of my favourite
song started and I turned and looked at my laptop as
if it were a mind reader and had played the song that
i had to hear now. A romance song mixed with the sound
of thunder and rain droplets falling. I smiled..
Closed my eyes and everything around me had changed.
The first time i listened to this song was when I
was talking to her online ..carefully typing every
word of my chat and enjoying more the few words of
reply i got from her. Volume had been full in my
earphone and this had been the only song enqued in
winamp. Every line she typed I read it twice and it
gave me different meaning. It was the first time I was
talking to her after I had admitted i liked her but I
was convinced that she liked me too but its not going
to work out for various other reasons. Should i feel
happy or sad. I dint know. It was already late in the
night and i realised my office was deserted. Said a
bye and took a coffee with me to my smoking lounge. It
was then i realised that It was pouring outside and
people had left because of the rain. I smoked and got
totally drenched in the rain as I went back home and
listened to the whole song again. It was so much
different this time. Opening my eyes I still see those
flakes fighting to stay up in the air. Its such a
strange feel of looking at a mirror. I could see
myself as one of those flakes unwilling to accept the
reality. I still sit and wonder if she really had said
a no or if my english was so bad that i interpreted it
that way or may be reading every line twice had taken
me off my senses. Now I am in the other part of the
world and this strange coincidence had bought a flash
of my favourite moment. The same coffee cup.. the same
song and the same water droplets outside. The
cigarette was missing. Now you know where i am heading
next.

Woh Lamhe!! (Those Moments!!)

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