And thats what you thought..

Its an exhausting experience to catch a cold - it is! So you r walking along in this chirpy "life's for me" mood.. smiling at the people around you.. wondering why you arent this way always.. think evreyone loves you.. think you luv everyone.. theres this really soft mellow tune playing itself in your head.. and suddenly somewhere down the road, you find your throat becoming dry and raspy.. and the music in your head becomes grainy and scratchy.. you think your throats giving up on you.. ur imagining a clumsy hand on the insides of your throat banging on the walls of your skin for your attention.. but noooo!! youv got this weird obsession with not falling sick and pretending to be healthy and efficient and not at all dramatic and what not.. so you stil continue the walk, but a small frown clouds your forehead and the tune gets scratchier..

And then the day floats by, with small voices within you whispering about the major cold outbreak that they foresee.. you shush them up rudely and refuse to smile at anyone else.. you decide to eat some icecream out of contempt for the earlier conversation with the voices..

The icecream tastes so soothing.. Its like your telling those voices "ha! so there you go!" and the pesky fat hand in your throat seems to stop its banging.. the icecream melts in your mouth.. you feel it making its way down your throat.. this- you think to urself, this is what life is about- these small moments when you spoil yourself.. you watch the rupee notes trade hands and think to yourself about money being well spent.. if ever investements played any role in your nineteen year old life, this moment was worth the twentyfive bucks!!And then you turn to everything else.. feel yourself getting back the old tune again..Only this time, theres a slightly heavier head to support on your neck..Its like someone watered the insides of your brain.. Yoour thoughts linger on watering the brain..You return a few moments later to your head thats heavier now, than when you started thinking about it.. funny, you say to yourself, what if the head becomes heavier after thinking heavy thoughts! This thought is rudely interrupted by a physical awakening within you-- tumbling out of you with the fury of the avenged-- * hachooo! * *Mua ha ha ha* it seems to say.. sigh! ..With slouched shoulders and a shake of the head, you have no choice but to accept defeat!

P.S: is there a better "noise word" to sound out a sneeze?? All twisted-coined up words are welcome! :)

EYE DO(?)

Ever since i v been shifting in and out of c b e, my eye has taken a strange route towards excerscising its views on the current weather/political scenario.. All of a sudden I wake up in the morning, and i find that one of my eyes hav taken the chinese route towards appearance ..A small lil event occurs around my left eye..

Im going to describe in unwanted excession of detail because im that jobless. so there! it starts with the left most corner of the left eye... Beginning there, a swelling grows around the eye into what i can only describe as a mound of flesh above the eye, intruding into the space rightly reserved for my left eye, leaving my left eye with very little option but to squueeze itself in the remainder of the area, thereby faithfully distorting my vision-- ah but what the hell.. a lil hospitality never hurt any one.. So here I am, painfully parading my genrosity to the outside world, looking like i was punched in my eye by someone last night over the last idly that they served in the hostel..

Sometimes i wonder-- why? why dear god? did u chose the left eye.. The haughty right eye mocks at its counter part and all that people talk about these days when they meet me-- uh oh whats that on the eye..In fact when people don ask me about my eye i tend to get all nervous and jumpy till they notice it and go "bla bla the eye?" and then i breathe easy and say "ok thats one person more on this planet whos now educated about the sty in my eye.."

Its these exact odd days when everybody suddenly wants to take pictures.. go out for food, movies and what not..and ill tag along feeling a bit like i landed from mars and forgot to change my disguise to that of a human..And on the way out when peopl run out of topics.. they look around for sumthing bizarre.. spot my eye and go.. "so hows the eye doing? I think it s better than yesterday.."and sumbody else goes.. "ah.. swear i almost saw her eye disappear under the swelling today morning.. todays her worst yet.." and there i am- beng dissected apart and discussed with more intensity than the emergency in pakistan! I shouldn complain -- guiltyly enough, I actually enjoy the attention.. I jus look into the mirror and sigh like im sufferring from some undiscovered exotic disease and everybody comes up to me and oh so sweetly suggests all those various medicines.. one among which I swear made me glue my eyelid to my eye.. after that i decided-- "Let nature do as it pleases with my face!! i don give a dam!!"

That -- it did, and suddenly (as it always is) one day i wake up in the morning and i find my strange sty has vacated, both my eyes look the same, and i can see clearly again.. Wierdly enough, what is it that i feel -- emptyness?