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A screwed up movie plan and My weird internship 

Ice Age 5,  the last installation of the series was supposed to be released that Friday and I was in my hometown away from Mysore(well that’s where I stay and go to college that I don’t enjoy much, google the place if you haven’t heard of it , it’s pretty beautiful) chilling and wasting my semester holidays doing nothing until that hot afternoon on Thursday.

SHE had asked whether I wanted to watch Ice Age with her . And there wasn’t any reason that stopped me from saying “yes yes” twice in bloody excitement and 5 minutes into the conversation I was wondering what would I say to my parents about going back to Mysore , SHE stayed there too ( this might be sounding a bit weird to Mysoreans and fellow “place mates” but guys believe me there are people from different places who read the blog 😛 ) I had promised my mom that I wouldn’t come back until my holidays were over , oh well she(Mumma) too stayed with me in Mysore as she worked there and she was still there as she didn’t have holidays , so I made this dumb plan of saying her that my HOD had called and said I had this internship in some company that would be really very important building my portfolio and hence I had to attend it and so I did . The plan had worked pretty well until I boarded the bus back to Mysore , I was speaking to HER and the conversation was a bit shaky and had tiny outbursts , she’s pretty moody I tell you and the conversation ended as soon as she cut it off in the middle and  I saying her to take care .  At that moment I realised the movie plan was screwed ! I wasn’t any happy and there wasn’t any looking back from my made up internship of 2 weeks ( I don’t really have to say you this in all my posts but well let’s say it I’m really really dumb I could have said a week instead of two) but……

Day 1 of my internship was wasted in finding a place where I could spend the rest of my two weeks in reading(non academic obviously), eating ,shouting songs as my old weary headphones stuffed songs into my mildly deaf ears …yes I had decided to do the same alone for a little redemption may be. At the end of the day, I had climbed two little hillocks and found nothing close to a right place.

Day 2 :  20th minute into my search of this “good place” I found it . A wide green field with just one thorn tree to feed me with its shadow if it got too sunny , so I parked my vehicle under the tree and started my internship with Passenger’s “let her go”.

At the end of two weeks , every second under the thorn tree with myself had changed me cell by cell , making me more mature and thoughtful than I ever was before , I had written 15 more poems that I had to submit to my publishers by the end of that month and two chapters of my unfinished novel( I’ve stopped writing it) which had some world war 2 plot . I even had composed two new songs ,oh yes I forgot to mention I do compose and my guitar too helped me rejuvenating .

Same 34 songs of Passenger and James Bay on  loop, one screwed up movie plan , two detective novels of Ian Rankin , 28 milky bars , 4 kilo oranges And zillion thoughts had changed me into a person who knew more of his potentials and of himself than he knew two weeks before .

My internship taught me lessons that none of the real internships would even try to teach …”knowing yourself” that is what you need to do to come out of any situation that you are struggling with.

Give yourself some time , some time to spend with yourself and look into your beautiful soul and beautiful heart you are blessed with ! I assure you it’ll change you into who you think you are 🙂

I always have thanked HER and here again , thank you so much for everything you have taught 🙂 for a zillion+1th time

And yes I’ve decided that I’ll never watch ice age 5 if not with her …

“Meeku” and Me 

Meeku(the one with his arm on the other) and his brothers!! :):)

“They are going to be here for the rest of their lives”, my dad said looking at the three puppies that were playing on the heap of sand just right next to our new house.

In last 17 years I had never thought this day would come, where I have to hear anyone saying that I need to start living with dogs …. Those words hit me hard like a rude tide …

I just knew I had to go through 15 hard days of 15 injections(back in 1999) to get rid of the so happening infection from the dog bite, when I was 2 years old and since then there wasn’t a single time I loved the company of any dog , nor I was less than scared , with full knowledge of my opinion on dogs I never thought my dad would say that, and that forced me to get into silent mode and think what made my dad think those puppies were important or any cuter than me                       I didn’t speak to him for the rest of the day , it didn’t seem to change his mind

Now , with dad out for some work I was just sitting out in the evening sun watching at the same heap of sand which I kind of hated in the morning. Those puppies were still playing there , Actually they seemed a bit cute, I dunno if I was in my right sense I just went and touched on of them and smiled into its eyes( you know what I mean) , and the next moment I realized what I was doing and just turned to go back home . . it didn’t take much time for me to realize tha one of the puppies was following me . I stopped and turned back and literally said him to go back ( I know I’m dumb) and for the puppy was not as dumb as I was it did take a few steps back until I turned my back to it , and this time it was next to me as if I told it to walk beside me and I was clueless what to do , I just took it in my hands the usual way I had seen people doing it and took it back to where it was playing , left it there , yelled at it to not come back and ran back this time right into my room without looking.

It was a strange feeling , that wasn’t just a normal thing for me who never touched or spoke to a dog before “Meeku” was a bit special , yes I did name him after the incident . I thought about what happened a little and smiled and time paused again when I heard some puppy-ish noises out from my window at midnight when I was reading “The Great Gatsby” .

I saw that Meeku was circling outside the window making “MEEKISH” noises and I had my eyes filled..

What did I do to him? nor did I say “I love you” neither threw some biscuits I hated to eat, I just touched him and looked into his eyes and he acted like he knew me from my yester life , that night , that cold cloudy night changed everything I ever knew about Love .

Next day , as soon as I got up I asked my dad whether he fed them(puppies) or I had a chance and he just smiled and gave a pack of biscuits I loved too much.

“YOUR’S, THE WEIRD DUDE”

To,
Anyone who wants to know me

/spoiler alert: please keep out if you don’t want to know me/

<conversation starts> 
She: then?
Me: then….? then I’ll have food when I’m hungry , I started watching Olympics when I get bored , I sleep then in the middle of the night I get up . . . search for pills in darkness, I won’t find ‘me. I sit , I stare then I try to sleep
Then, I get up in morning just to make sure my mom thinks that I go to college. I do go to college, bunk most of the classes and sit around some corner bit like hiding…headphones on and a bakwas novel in my hand half opened, some sad songs and some pretty
I read until I’m hungry or bored
Then I go to canteen and wave at some Continue reading “YOUR’S, THE WEIRD DUDE”