Monday, October 29, 2012

Are you for real???

Everything was quiet, peaceful. It was the middle of the night. I could hear small snores from my baby sleeping next to me. And my husband sleeping at the other end of the bed was also off to the dreamland. I don't know what made me get up and go to the terrace. I had this sudden urge that I should go there and watch the landscape at night (i mean whatever was visible of the landscape in the dark). So silent, so still. It was beautiful. I almost jumped off the terrace when I heard a voice saying "It is so beautiful. Isn't it?"

I was so terrified and frozen to the spot. I could not and did not want to turn around and view the source of that voice. In a few milliseconds that passed I thought all my worst fears have come alive and I am having my encounter with the supernatural. Slowly a small part of my brain said that to escape inside the house and out of the terrace i will eventually have to turn around and face the demon anyway. So taking a deeeeeeep breath and squinting my eyes so that i wont have to see whatever monstrosity was standing behind me I turned. 

It was a complete shock and utter disbelief that made me laugh when i saw a handsome young man leaning against the door frame with his arms folded at chest. I was thinking "wow, Man he is a piece of work." And then I stopped laughing suddenly and thought oh no, he is too good looking to be true that means he must be super deadly creature (you know like vampires from all those fictions that I have read and seen in the movies). Without thinking much I told him "Look you can have my blood and kill me if you want but you are not going near my family. I am not inviting you into the house." He was silent for a moment and then he started laughing uproariously. So much that i was afraid he will wake up the entire society by his loud cackling. And I started getting angry too that he might be "super-whatever-natural" but that does not give him a right to laugh at my expense. "Shhhhhhhh.....You will wake up my baby son"
He stopped laughing with difficulty and said "Damn you are funny." I took the offensive and  shot back "I am not funny and WHO the hell or i should say more clearly WHAT the hell are you and WHAT are you doing here?"
He said "Youuuu.... don't know me?" 
I mocked him and said in a similar tone "No, I..... don't know you"
He said "We are one, you and me, so I came to meet you in person. You needed me, You are worried and feeling low. So I showed myself to you."
I said (when i could get my jaws working after being open in an 'O' shape for too long),"Are you for REAL? Are you crazy? how can you and me be one? We don't even lookalike? Plus the basic difference, you are a GUY as in MALE and I am a woman as in FEMALE?"
He replied in the most patronizing tone i have heard (of course after my dad, coz he has the moooo---ossst patronizing tone when required),
"YOU, a WOMAN, a FEMALE and me A MALE, does not make a difference. We are still one and the same. I am your conscience. And before you start rambling like a mad woman AGAIN I need to tell you to stop doubting yourself so much. You were always (well, most of the time) a good daughter, a good sister, a good wife, a good daughter-in-law, a good sister-in-law and believe me 'a good-whatever-relation-you-were-in'. And most importantly you are the best mother that your kids could have ever. So no matter what others say to you and blame you and not have enough faith in you, YOU should always believe in yourself. Come on....where is the most realistic and practical girl that you always were? So get your act together girl and get on."
I was so stunned by his speech, and he knew exactly why I was awake while everyone was off to the neverland. I had to believe in myself. I felt better already. 
But still i had a few questions for him. I said to him, "Okay, I will believe in myself. and Thank you for making me feel good about myself. But how come you are in shape of a guy while I am ..me. I mean why don't you look like me? Why a guy?"
He said, " It is simple,  I am YOUR conscience, I can take any shape. And today you were in need of self confidence. So what better than being appreciated by a member of the opposite sex. So there I took on the most handsomest form too boost your morale." 
I said, "Thank you really. But i still do have a question for you. Are you for REAL?"

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

What is the right time to go crazy??

I was 5 years old and my little brother was 2 years old. We wanted the same toy to play with. My mom said give the toy to him as he is soooooo little. Your little brother..I felt bad but alas! I gave the toy to my brother. So there goes....Everytime I wanted something i was asked to give it to my brother as he is my younger brother. I am not complaining, I love my brother. The whole point of letting you guys know this side of my life is to let you know where the trend began for me to be more sensible.
So as I was saying, there was always a time when I wanted to do something different or wanted to be somewhere else but I could not. Cause duty comes first. I have this terrible tendency to choose what is good for everyone instead of choosing what I want.
Let me enlighten you with an example of an episode that happened with me recently (I know you did not ask for it, still..). It was my birthday and all I wanted to do was to sit at home, eat nice Chinese junk food and peacefully watch some nice movie on TV. But what happened was, I had a lot of guests (mind you, these guests did not even know that it was my bday, they just showed up on my doorstep randomly on that day) and I "cooked" all the different dishes that "they" wanted to eat. And ended up doing what all the rest of my family members wanted except what I wanted. 
There are times when I feel "Chuck it man, why should I be the one to do as per what others want. why? why?" and then I answer myself, "Come on, you know if you do this now you will get all the others mad at you plus you will disrupt the entire schedule for them. So be a good girl and just forget it. Continue with what ever is going on. phewwwwwwww."
In short, everybody in my family goes crazy whenever they want. They never make much adjustment. And me being the guilt queen always end up adjusting. So anyway I realized if I continue this way I don't know "What is the right time to go crazy???"