Scatterings.....

I've thought long and hard about this, and i realised that i have no topic to talk or write about. Like birds taking sudden flight, I too am all over the place. So let's start

Geek - Till I reached college,i was never aware that anyone would term me as a geek. Hello, my vanity was enough to make me believe that i was better than those " nerds" who sit in the library all day long. Coz they never got good marks neways, inspite of being stuck in the library for so long. (I didn't know then, that libraries were also places for making out)But i was termed as a geek. Not aloud (coz no one dared to, i was an angry little bugger then), but they did. Then came BMM, where i realised that I was technically a geek (Though i still term myself as an "intellectual"), but that was coz i topped, read books, went on and on using big words and i used to write. Does that make me a geek...NO. That makes me an intellectual. But more recently Sagar, Siddhant and many others have also termed me as a geek. I simply put it down to the fact that they don't know the correct english term for geek - Intellectual!! (But really really really deep down, I know i am one, and im kinda proud it..deep down)


Local Trains - I love travelling by local trains (especially during rains, early in the morning), exception being when i'm pmsing and some lady from virar starts fighting. Neverthless, I love them coz they epitomise our adaptability. Ladies (since i am talking from a purely feminist point of view) carry mini buffets, to have parties with their train buddies. Venue - end row seat of the second class compartment of a churchgate local. Be there or be square. They carry their vegetables and chopping boards and cut veggies on their way back so as to save time on cooking. They sell gowns, stationery, sarees, dress materials, cosmetics, food, chocolates..It's like your small time mall rolled into one heaving, brown colored compartment. Who then, needs a mall. But you also get cat fights, arguments, much blood is shed over the seats, and then it gets personal (and i LOVE this part, as long as its not me involved in the fight), sworn friends become jaani dushmans, and strangers carry solace, add to that the ruckus of other ladies giving their "personal" opinion...and it's a perfect recipe


Judgmental - Now, I've been told im judgmental..again by many people (sometimes i wonder wether the whole world is out to get me by commenting on my flaws...and that too one at a time, like silly insurance salesmen)..But in an attempt to be broadminded, i try and take it calmy (Like i dont give a damn and it is all soo amusing) but actually i do...a lot and so i write it in my blog in the hope that someone will call me and say, " No Rucha, you aren't judgmental at all"..(hehehe I love being mean) But, i do care and i'm trying to improve..by keeping my mouth shut


Forgiveness - NOW this is what I am REALLY REALLY PROUD of, I have learnt the art of forgiving and moving on...for a while i thought that i had developed a thick skin, till i realised that there is no such thing as " thick skin", we're all equally sensitive to criticism and our flaws..it's how we choose to react to them..that's they key. So my key is to carefully listen and then go over things in my mind and then forgive..it's a routine i follow every day. Hear - Mull over - Forgive - Move on


Talking too much - Now this is something i can't do anything about. It is a family trait..and i've honed it to madness. I talk to people on roads and i talk to people in the train, i talk to myself when there's no one to talk to (I hold imaginary conversations in my head) thus inviting looks of " omigod - she's - mad- or -on - drugs", i talk to people i meet in the mall, give them advice on their choice of tops, and within generally 5 minutes, they're telling me their life story. Or when i get really really nervous, i keep on talking..so fast that you can see steam coming out of my mouth. But that's just it...I love to talk and i can do that all my life...it's like reading books, like breathing and like eating paani puri and chowpatty