Ignorance is bliss!....

We learn from mistakes. It may be a lesson worth for our life; may be a sign of caution, a stroke of encouragement, and what not?....Ever since i started this blog, i learnt a few words, phrases and even grammar. "Stall, nerd, few & a few, usage of ago and before,.....". Thanks to buttercup, jfreak, & spelling and grammar check...Today, i learnt a new word. Even though it is a very familiar word for me as well as for this generation,this narration may seem to u like "the lie of this century", this was the worst disaster that could ever happen in my life..........


My cell phone is just two years old. But whenever i look on the key pad, it reminds me of a 90 year old man without teeth. Few keys were knocked out, and no more print remains on their surface. College life taught me how to type text messages looking into the eyes of lecturers or even with my eyes closed. Sometimes during heavy chats on sms, the clicks on switches makes me feel that i am playing a new type of instrument. It was the most efficient gadget that helped me to stay in touch with my friends. Thanks to the technology. Miles have shrunk to few millimetres on a key pad....

These days, after my coaching classes, i used to chat with my friend.( from here onwards, chat means sms chat...Okey?..). It begins with my signature dialogue, or conversation starter, "Poooooyeee"...or "Koooooyeeeeeeee...." and finally i got a new nick name -Wolf...Who else howls like this?..We used to share about or day, plans, comment each other, or if not, we will talk on any subject under the sun. I love to chat with her, and admire the way she pull legs.

Today, after reaching home, i poked her with my "kooooooyeeeeeee." reply was sure shot, and we started chat.. Meanwhile she asked
"  wt r u doin?              "
"  guess wt!...               " i challenged..
"  mm...browsing?       "
"  nope...guess!..          "
"  Blogging?readng?. ."
"  Again. try...              "
"  COOKING?!....         "
"  No way!...lol            "
"  Watching TV?.         "
"  TV is always on       "
"...Hmm....cant get thro'. brk a leg "...
"  I was flirting!...easy peasy, Japaneasy   " was my reply....


A moment later, my phone beeped again..It was her sms.
" wat?..."
" yup. with u"...i waited for her reply..
" WTF?!...u idiot! ain't i supposed to be like ur sis?...How dare u!?...Shee!.."

WTF - that was the same sentence that came to my mind. Did i tell something wrong?...Flirt has got such a bad meaning?..Isn't it a meaningless chat to kill time?...I just thought- what if it has got a bad meaning? I rushed to my bookshelf and snatched the Oxford dictionary, and went for the effing word. ....flip flop, flipper, flipping, flip side, FLIRT. Got it!..."Flirt- Behave in a frivolously amorous or sexually enticing manner"..........lub dub..........lub dub....................lub dub.............................................lub...................dub...........................................................................................................................


I felt like my heart went dead....I felt like a had been stabbed on my heart a hundred times. I wished the world had come to an end with a blast, i wished i could go back to the moment i typed flirt on my text window, so that i can erase the word.....Nothing happened...I stood still...There was perfect silence which made me feel that even the world came to a halt hearing the story of my blunder. The only sound i heard then was the second needle ticking. One second seemed to be like one long year.....

Here and there, i have heard the term 'Flirt'. the first time i heard it, i tried to coin the meaning relating to the situation. A few of later instances also gave me the notion that what i had presumed to be the meaning of that word was correct. Sometimes we gather the word meaning like this, don't we?....For a few people like me, time misleads us to think that ignorance is a bliss. But when life proves that we were wrong- then its a disaster. I couldn't believe myself for being so foolish enough not to open the dictionary and find the meaning much before using it. Now which girl in this world is going to believe me if i say that i, a 21 years old engineer, was unaware of the word meaning of flirt? This was my next problem. I began to type my apology, but that too, read like the biggest lie even for me...All my image might have shattered in front of her. I might have hurt her feelings by opening my big mouth. Y don't these mobiles come up with dictionary like in MS office?...At least it could have prevented this disaster...


But it is not the quality of words, it is the purity of heart that speaks...She accepted my apology, better to say, she was more generous, to believe my statement. She might be probably reading this. I thank my good luck for yelling out my blunder to this sweet good friend...Or else just imagine my fate.......


Happy friendship day..

HIStory of a cold war.....

Even though i was going home after coaching classes, i wasn't tired. I as full of energy my mind was telling me to do something new. I thought to take a different route to my house. As there is nothing much innovative in it, i thought it would be good to go by a Volvo low floor. Precisely speaking, it was my 6th or 7th time in a Volvo. It is better to say that i got addicted to the comforts and luxury offered by it. It also gives me a different perspective view of people and journey. It is to this view, that i am more addicted. Usually while travelling in an ordinary bus, women are always busy to occupy their reserved seats, and most of the times refuses to share the common seats. But things are a bit different in low floor. There are no reserved seats, and ladies are quite comfortable sitting next to men ( may be the bucket seats ensures them a territory of their own), and even shows no hesitation to occupy seats at the rear end of bus. Students are treated well. No one dares to litter with a bit of paper, and doesn't tag or vandalise the seats...

I had to wait for my bus, meanwhile i thought to ring a friend. I was enjoying the call and something came and hit on my left thigh. I swayed, but maintained my balance. Before i was about to figure it out, i saw a boy, with a school bag mounted on his back, like a backpack used by mountaineers. It reminded me of my school days, and the fucking back pain i used to have due to carrying the heavy bag. I think he was a 5th grade student. May be 6th or 7th. These days you can't predict the grade of a student by his size. Few are oversized, while few are undersized. But i was sure that he was not more than a 5th grader. I went on with the phone, and noticed him struggling to cross the road. An elder one could have crossed th road in a medium traffic flow conditions. As i was on phone, i didn't pause to ask him whether he was trying to cross the road. So i gestured with my hand, and before getting his consent, i got him by his right hand, and walked across the road. As soon as we reached the other side, i gave a pat on his shoulder. Just like a sheep jumping down from the hands of a shepherd, the boy ran happily, to a car showroom nearby. Most probably his mother might have been employed there. I guessed it from the way he went to the showroom. If his father was the employee, he might have walked slowly, with little hesitation to go in after bidding me a farewell. Anyway , i made a new friend, and we had a short journey; shortest, better to say...

The girl was still on the other end, and i hung up the line as my bus just arrived. I stepped into the bus, and got a seat near a lady. Don't let your mind wander. She was a bit old. I enjoyed the journey.....

on my way, I saw a book fair, and i wanted to get down there. But my ticket could take me till the last stop. So i thought to continue the journey and enjoy the most of it. I took a walk for about 3 kms to the book fair. The fair was disappointing, and had to take a bus to home. If i came by the usual way, i could have saved 50% of my time and expenses. The walk and journey was for nothing....We may commit such pranks in our life too. If i didn't take a different way, i wouldn't have had a chance to help the child, and probably i wouldn't have got a friend; new friend of course....I am about to tell about such a prank, which...obviously got me a friend back to me....Sorry...the post may be a bit long...Bare with me....................................................


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I believe it. Faith won't fail.....Now its her turn to take a choice that proves me right or wrong.....She might be reading this,...If so, please understand that i had spent plenty of sleepless nights, with an effort to melt the ice with a small flame of hope in my mind........




And we all do many pranks for no reason.  This post is a best example.... I wrote for no reason, and i removed it for a reason.....Pardon me...bear with me. I took a lot of effort to write this post. So didn't want to delete it completely....So let this be a story of my small friend i met on the road.....