Cloud9

Even though I know expectations ruin a person's peace of mind, I expect. I expect gifts, care, love and most importantly time. And there are times I have a good control over my mind when I don't really care. That usually happens when I'm busy with work or studying. And I kind of like it. Something to focus on. Care free mind.

It was such a time when you came. I was not thinking about you. I was on my study bubble with music encased inside when you showed up on my doorstep. I was not expecting you. Probably that's why I was on cloud nine. I still am. My heart felt full. But I felt light. I had autumn and spring flowers, leaves and bees buzzing on my mind.

So it's good when you don't expect anything. Because then when you suddenly get something, you can be high on happiness.

A Bolt From The Blue

It was the month of September. No special days or events happened or were there yet to happen. After just another mundane day at school, I walked back to my home. Starving to death and tired from the rush, I was surprised to see my mother waiting for me at the door. Weird! She should be busy making tea and baji’s. And she was smiling wickedly. More weird! I asked, ‘What?’. And she giggled. Oh man! Either she turned lunatic or was trying to do make me loony. ‘There’s something on your study table’, she said and burst out laughing. ‘Eh? A gift? But my b’day was months ago’. ‘Go and check molu’.

Entering my room I did not see anything big or distinguishable among my textbooks and entrance materials. At the center was a big post cover (which was opened) with my name and address crawled (my handwriting is better now I come to think about it) on, and it was air-mail. Who on earth would send me an air-mail???

I took out the contents, stared at the photograph and the signature on it and screamed at the top of my lungs. Oh! My head felt dizzy. Well a picture is worth a thousand words. So I've uploaded the photo here so you can understand the abnormal behavior of my mother and my insane sickening ear-splitting scream and dizziness.

Oh yes! I got a signed photograph and reply letter from Daniel Radcliffe a.k.a Harry Potter. I couldn't breathe properly that time. I Googled and found his address. I had sent him a card and letter on his b’day because I was crazy about him that time- his eyes, his hair, his laugh…Sigh! In the site it was mentioned that Daniel gets an average of about 300 letters a day from all over the world but he will not fail to reply his fans, but it would take about minimum six months to get a reply. Still I got his reply just after three months ;).

I couldn't eat dinner properly that night. I was bursting to call my friends and tell them the big news. But I told them next morning only, after the physics tuition. Naturally, they didn't believe me. After I showed them the letter and photo I was almost beaten to death for not telling them :P (well then I was not sure whether I would get a reply). I had a bit of fun enjoying the ‘J’ factor of my friends :D.

I still do not know whether he was my first crush or just a favorite hero (now I don’t have any :|). It might seem like a silly childhood fantasy coming true for you, but that was one of the special days of my life. I felt as if I saw Santa Claus. I have gotten over my craziness now; but I still look at his signed photograph and letter.

P.S I did not post this to make other HP fans jealous. I just wanted to remember that happy day if I ever feel that there hasn’t been any joyful day for me. Cheers!!! :)

b'day baby

21^st b’day. The only time none of my friends came to my house since my 16^Th birthday. The only time two of my best friends forgot to wish me. The only time I had spent a quiet lunch with mom @all spice. The only time we had gone to Valiyathura Bridge and watched the angry waves without much jokes or laughs. The only time we watched the sunset from Indian coffee house.

Though it was just another mundane day I did have nice moments. Miss Perfect’s key chain made my bag’s new partner. Miss Brainy’s card made me difficult to breathe with all her emotions and love in those few lines. Thanks to the triple R and big S for the top and the cards (I better not speak much about it ;) ). Best surprise was from Employee no.1, a cute sleeping teddy through speed post. Well after all she’s working in the post office. I’m happy for herJ. A humungous thanks and hug to my all-suffering-rusty friend for a thousand splendid suns. And last, from the only guy in my life. . . Got a pair of juthis which do not fit because of my bear-sized feet. Sigh! Well then “The card, the pen and the Panda” was sweet.

Still. . . At the end of the day I knew something was missing but till now I haven’t figured that out. Waiting for the next birthday when it would be the twin numbers. . .   Adios!!!