Its about you.
All that i feel but don't say ;
All that my words capriciously hide ;
Everything that goes on in my mind.
Disclaimer : This is NOT a work of fiction. Nor a figment of imagination. All incidents, characters , conversations, are real and bear extraordinary resemblance to my life. All references and opinions are solely my own.All information depicted is a part of my intellectual copyright.
P.S. I am not kidding.
And its quite a long story...sans romance,drama, sugar or spice.
I thoroughly enjoyed myself while doing this.
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Perspiring, nervous.
Final round of the quiz - Rapid Fire.
Trailing by 15 points.
An auditorium full of muffled voices.
A hyperactive audience hushed in excitement.
I looked around to see the lesser mortals and a hundred eyes stared back at me. Except this scrawny li'l guy adjusting his specs and armed with a buzzer and notebook .
Keen witty eyes and a geeky hairdo.
Facial expression - taut, but not stoic.
Familiar. Almost like that teen Rowling writes about.
A lasting first impression.
....That was almost 11 light years ago.
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...Inching closer to the timeline-----
"....Just brilliant. And bloody simple.
Bhopal Gas Tragedy.
Bonus points.
That dude got us the second prize..."
" Congrats ! " I chipped in..
"You guys stood 2nd in CBSE Heritage Quiz. !!
Huge trophy !! Did you win any cash??
or its Brittanica ??
"Both."
"Bumper!! As anticipated,!! With you guys there.
And who gave that answer, the one on Bhopal Tragedy?? "
"Yashwant Lodha "
"I have heard of him. Is he the short one with specs.??!!..
My !! I never knew he had such a grandiose name."
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Just 4 years back..
"Hei....come, have a seat.."
Same auditorium
A new projector screen
Curtains. Floor length.
And a short guy in casuals.
Same geeky hairdo.
An infectious childlike glint in the eye.
Plus specs. Black, framed.
The buzzer and the notebook were no more .
Instead, a laptop nestled in his lap.
The embossing read : IBM.
Nonetheless.
In awe...of the Quiz-master.
2o minutes into the quiz.
Several picture-puzzles and questions later.
"Actress Nargis Dutt was supposedly suffering from this disease.
Known as a psycholog...."
"KLEPTOMANIA.." I almost bellowed
.
The audience lapped it up with claps. Another 10 points.
A "brilliant answer" , the quiz-master said.
Second prize
Accolades.
In conversation with the quiz-master.
"Any of you, who gives me the answer to this one, within 7 days,gets a treat from me ;..There is this picture of Adolf Hitler in his Nazi uniform . Who designed his uniform?? "
Frenzied fireworks burst in my mind
Too sumptuous a challenge to ignore.
Just one question.
7 days
Whats the big deal,
I am gonna do it.
Before this week ends.
Fanatic online searches.
Over 300 keywords
Pixels, advertisements, facts.
Lots of trials ..and even more errors
The drowsy dial-up net connection at home.
Disappointments. Truckload of 'em
Brainstorming sessions sans any Eureka -moment
Sleepless nights, restless evenings
Wiki, Yahoo, Google Images, YouTube.
Finally .....
5 Days Later
"Hello..its me, Jagriti"
" Hi !! say, wassup??
" I found the answer. Its Hugo Boss."
" Whoaaaa.. superbb!!! Where d'ya get it?? "
" Umm.. not-to-be- discreet. Wikipedia gave me a hint. I banged on"
" Well, anyways, the treat is yours. Just let me know.!!"
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That's how it all began.
My association with Satan.
Too intriguing a name to be missed......
....for a fella who is yet another "vella" like me and you.
A by-chance meeting .
Several friendly encounters
Quizzes ,
Blog reads ,
Conversations , chats and more of 'em
..and many racy,flavoured memories.
For two people who were born 4 years apart, have barely seen each other in the last 4 years,and have super-hectic lifestyles.we gel along great.In fact, could not have been better.
Whatever be the tuning, our frequency and bandwidth overlaps to the hilt. :P :P
Being with him , to be able to blabber at will, laughing like a jackass, squirting my stupidity in the wrong and right places,and the license to flaunt what I am , that's something this friendship has always churned out for me. There's so much of awesomeness to this whole thing.. sometimes I randomly smile without any reason at all.
There's this everlasting feel to our chats which I always cherish..whether its today or 2 years from now.What flagged off as a junior in awe of her senior, has sprouted into something that holds some of the best memoirs of my life.Every li'l nugget..a suppressed giggle or an impromptu pat..has snugly fitted into my memory pillow. And its too gorgeous a part of my life to wither.
YSL
You are too fabulous a part of my life to be ignored.
An elderly + freakier+ moronic + wilder version of me.
Add to it loads of chutzpah.
And someone who is forever on a roll.
Someone I have secretly tried to emulate at some point or other in my life.
With all that gyaan , "Fun has no fees" theory,
stories about wild weekends
&road trips with buddies, you are what they say.
..
Entertainment,
Entertainment,
and Entertainment.
Plus (Wait!! I am not done yet!!!.)
An exceptional quizzer and a MADCAP!!
