My Dear Brain...

Most of the time when I try to get something… when I try to remember something… My brain goes off for an indefinite strike and fails to co operate 

My brain does that right from schooling… I will do a lot of maska chaska for it before the exam… I have already told you that I am a person who cramps everything overnight before the exam… So I’ll cajole my brain with nutritious brain foods like badam , etc… to help me out. It will happily accept everything at the moment, promising me help for 3hrs at the hall. I’ll smile happily and sit for the exams , till I get the question paper 

When I start going through the question paper, I’ll come across a question… which will look familiar… Yes, question will look familiar… When I start recollecting that answer, That’s it , Power off! My brain puts out a voice message “The person you are trying to call is currently unreachable… Please try again later”.

Phattt… Over… Though I’ll move on and finish my paper with option question… As soon as I step out of the exam hall… My brain will change its status from unreachable to readily available and would obediently give out the answer with a sarcastic smile  Seeing me fuming with rage, it will show funny faces at me and give out even unwanted answers from the previous years syllabus too…

Uffff….

This continued in college… This time record notes and lab coats were its mode of play… I’ll try locating them, I’ll turn my room upside down. My lab coat and record books will hide off under their captain’s (my brain’s )instruction… Find me if you can (villain laugh) will be their tag line… Again my Goody Goody brain…. “Find them on your own… No life lines allowed… Sorry i can’t help you… Rules don’t allow “ .

Somehow I’ll borrow from my friend and finish off with it and when I return to my room… My lab coat will shout “heya… Am here” and will be right in front of my eyes… on my bed 

I can hear the Ufffffssss you people tell now…

So why am I telling all these suddenly… Yes! My darling brain reminded me of a tune early in the morning… But it is not giving out the lyrics… Yeah one of its same old game…  So, am literally breaking my head for it…

So meanwhile I thought, I’ll do its due honour by dedicating a post to it 

PS: Its also a way of cajoling my brain to give out the song before my head splits…. Shhhhh Secret 

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Wu Ji Bi Fan

I was walking back home and dodging my way from the street dogs… In that process, I bumped twice at people walking towards me and had to tell a sorry  So finally, I took a completely different road where there were no dogs (Yeah… Am very scared of dogs, so always stay a Kilometer away)  To my left, I saw a two wheeler coming from a distance and another in the opposite direction after taking a turn, in the same road(Thanks to the superb road sense  )… There is a small temple situated at the middle of the road… The motorist became very devotional and turned towards the temple, his right hand released the handlebar and became available for a quick prayer…The other two-wheeler guy also did the same,  simultaneously and spontaneously as soon as he saw the temple… Remember, both didnt stop the vehicle… Before I could realise, both had collided right in front of the temple and had fallen .. They weren’t hurt but they smiled sheepishly for the way in which they collided… But I couldn’t stop laughing at the heights of devotion that caused the accident 

People… Joke over 

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PS: Wu Ji Bi Fan is a Chinese saying which means “ Too much of good thing is also a bad thing 

Heights of Affection

As soon as I got into the bus,I realised, there is no seat and as usual , I cursed my luck and stood near a seat…. After about 20 minutes travel, the Mother Teresa in the lady who was sitting in the seat next to me began to show out… She enquired about my destination and when she realised its far, she moved (tried moving) and asked me to adjust… She was mother Teresa in the form (size) of Adnam Sami… So there was hardly any place for me and her daughter, sitting near, was also getting crushed… I politely (had to) refused her offer  The Mother Teresa in her intensified, she got up and forced me to take her seat… Though, I said no (courtesy sake), I took her seat. After that for every stop I used to do an action of getting up and she used to press my shoulders, gesturing me to sit.

I realised next was my stop and got up, but as usual, she pressed my shoulders making me sit  She pressed my shoulders harder with her weight   

Ufffff… when I finally explained and got out of her grasp, I had missed my stop