Reflection with a Makeover...

Voila…Long time, right?…what to do…not just the urge to post something will let me do that na…Should have the right mood too …and as its much known to all of u…I am a Sentimental Idiot na…somehow, the month of May has been tough on me…or was it me who was tough…better to phrase it so…"I am tough…to be normal…" What to do, afterall, things happening around also never gave any positive feel to rejuvenate my mood…So naturally, I was just being gloomy and irritative to people around me…and my health…Even my health was not happy with me, I suppose…So just decided to give up on me, I suppose…The ongoing back pain, grew from worse to worser…A fever caught me unguarded and I was pinned down to the bed and even to the hospital bed…uhmmm…No complaints…This month too will pass by…

Hey guys, just some time back…I happened to make a comment on Ro’s blog…regarding Sending Friend’s invite to people in the FB…somehow, I voted against her opinion on the same… My view point was, People can send Invites…and it depended on us, if we wanna accept it or not…(her view was just an outpour of frustration some Stalker Friend was giving her with unwanted Invites…lol!!!)…So, myself, even if not a regular in the Facebook, does accept invites…ONLY once I am convinced that I knew that person…Especially, if the invites were from Men, I made sure that I knew them or not…usually, a one line mail would follow from me to him….DO WE KNOW EACH OTHER?...the response mail could reveal, if actually he/she knew me…

Few days, back…I got one such invite…from someone…who I had NO idea who he was…finding a lot of Mutual friends from my School friends, I had a vague feeling, maybe he might be one of the old classmate… Ours was a Girls’ only school and boys were allowed only till 04th Standard… And stupidly, my brain’s Hard Disk had NO prominent Memory of any Boy’s Face…just I remember one boy, which was majorly bcoz, we used to meet even after he left the school at different Competitions or Cultural Fests…and he later grew to popularity with his talent…Gosh, I am talking too much naaa…Let me get back to topic…

So when I saw this Friend’s Invite from a “Guy Unknown”…my first reflex was to send him a message … “DO WE KNOW EACH OTHER”…after the SEND button was clicked, I noticed I had a message from him… “were we classmates in XXXX? ur face looks familiar...” … Ok…so we might have been classmates yearssssssss back…Now, you all can guess…I had NO idea…and with my reply, he said, that if I knew the other guy, then surely we have met each other…Bcoz, he was always with that guy at Cultural Fests…Thoughts flashed by thru my mind… “Uhmmmmmmmmmmm….So he was a rival….and surely one among those Boys who never left chances to show their Superiority at Cultural Fests…”…Frankly, many a times I hated those boys…Not one or two, but I have had quite some bitter experiences during many such Fests…Lol, I didn’t say any of this to him…

And thus, I started conversing with him thru mails…Surprise, Surprise…we spoke as if we were friends for years…Not even once we addressed each other with our names…we were… “Hey, U, Yaar, Idiot, Fool, Stupid, Monkey…” and what not…It was after these mails, that we added each other as friends in FB…and then I saw his photo…Aha….I remember him…He is the Silver Eyed Boy…who could sing too…I also had a vague feeling…that This boy and I was not big friends…rather, we might have even had some bad vibes during school days…lol!!! Don’t know, why I felt so…but I was somewhat sure…We were not friends before…

But, hey…Now we are…The way we fought thru mails or chats…we behaved as if we have been friends for years…The first day, we emailed each other, I wasn’t in best of moods…but then, fighting with him..I felt as if I was back to school days…He was telling many a times, that School days were fun…I was Not sure…I dint deny..nor agree…bcoz I was not sure…As I had not much memory na…lol!!! I was stupid, indeed...

Before long, I knew, what was the connection we had…and why we fought always…Bcoz, he was almost same like me…the stupid phrases that I always used, he was saying them to me…like saying DANKS for Thanks and so on…we fought for tht too…arguing tht he was copying my style…No, he wasn’t…that was his style too…we both thought the same way…and somewhere during those chats, I realised…he too was like me…He Smiled when tears were welling in his heart…I could feel it from the way he spoke…bcoz that wud have been the exact way I wud have spoken…While I was assessing him from my side, I forgot, he too could be assessing me…maybe what I noticed, he too could have noticed…the resemblance in our behaviour, nature and even the non stop talkative style….

Anyways…now we are having those school day fun…in our own style…like small children…rekindling the school days…when we get serious, we Change Topics…as we wanna be happy and Kids…and not Adults with lots of Kushi and Ghams…and we talk – Tit for Tat…and once he even jokingly said… “We are fighting..and God knows who will win at the end…” and the over confident me seriously replied…”Naturally Me…”..

"Hey friend, Danks buddy, for adding me as a friend…I am sure, we have some good share of Jokes and Fun to share…and an equally fair share of Sorrows and Horrors…Don’t worry…both of us know, we r strong…and we can fight it out…in our style..the Kiddy style…After all…You are a Male version of Myself…heheh!!! Now, dont kick me for this...But this is what I felt...U are something like a Mirror Reflection…

My Reflection with a Makeover…

Mensaa...Mensii....Mensuuu...

During school days, the first hour after lunch break started at 01:15pm….You can imagine how we kids would be…after a heavy lunch the first class was always hell…drooping down with sleep and even snoring at times…

There were students who could even sleep with their eyes open…I have tried…never could succeed…somehow, my head hit the desk top many a times with a bang and I would try covering it up by acting as if I was just kneeling down to take some pencil or book from the floor…To be frank, I used to even deliberately drop things to the floor and then stoop below the desk just to close my eyes for atleast 1 minute…

Now to my story…That year, most of the days in a week, the first hour after lunch break was Mathematics…and we were taught by a Nun…We called her Sister Theo…She was damn strict and did know real Mathematics…Yeah, she really knew all the mathematics that her students could play with her…Naturally, she had crossed our age long back and didn’t need much intelligence to understand that she could find majority of her students sleeping off…

To avoid this situation, one fine day she came up with her so called BRILLIANT IDEA…(brilliant just to her…and for all of us, it was the worst idea to be implemented ON us….) Uhmm…so, what she did was…every day, during her class, she kept aside the the first 10 minutes for Exercise…grrrrr…Yeah, u guessed right…the real 1(Hands Up)…2 (Hands Down)…3 (Hands to the Side)…4 (Hands Down) Exercise…and it didn’t take much time for us to HATE her idea…and start praying if she had fallen sick and didn’t come to the class…lol!!!

Anyways…days passed…we used to get upset just by the thought that we had to go through this Exercise routine soon after lunch…Jumping and Running…Hopping and Shaking…Gosh…Wasn’t it boring…Ask me…The worst was that we had to witness occasional glances and sarcastic smiles from onlookers….uhmm…when someone cross our classroom door…and they see the students doing such silly exercises inside the confined space of the classroom…they could never go off with a Laugh…and we, students, did our level best not to end up looking like FOOLS….

In between, students started coming daily with excuses to not to do the exercise each day…Some had headache, some had fever, some had asthma…some had this…and some had that….as the number of excuses started soaring, Sister Theo gave her next RULE…. “NO EXCUSES…”…Even if you are going to faint, still you have to participate in this exercise regime…

Point to be noted here was…Till that day, I was Sister Theo’s pet…I was the Best Girl for her…I did everything she asked to…I was punctual, clean, well dressed etc…and now I was in a tiff…I hated the exercise, but couldn’t show it out..as it could affect my reputation…uhmm…I had to go through the PAIN daily…with 100% smile and enthusiasm on my face and frustration and desperation (for the damn thing to get over) in my heart….Anyways, I never came up with any excuses…It could tarnish my personal stand with Sister Theo…lol!!!

The D-Day…I was having a real bad headache and really didn’t wanted to exert myself with the daily routine…I knew, my excuse might not work with her…and I didn’t wanted to either try my luck as I didn’t wanted to risk myself getting embarrassed IF SHE SAID NO EXCUSES…lol!!

Sister Theo entered the classroom…there was a sigh of dismay amongst the students…how much they wished if she hadn’t come that day…uhm…Me too….!!! Soon, I saw a number of my classmates walking towards her with their Bundle of Excuses…and soon I heard Sister Theo shouting…

“Everybody listen, I don’t want any of you to come to me with excuses… I am not going to accept any such thing from any of you…Only those of you are having Me_ _ _ can skip the exercise…Rest all of you start with me…”

Now, I wasn’t actually listening carefully to what she was saying… For the same reason I didn’t exactly hear WHO SHE HAD GIVEN EXEMPTION TO…I just heard some word that started with "M" and I assumed it to be Migraine…and there goes me…plunging down into my seat….I was finally happy…Sister Theo was so understanding to know that I had Migraine and she exempted me from exercise, I thought thankfully…

But what I missed was a sudden rush of whispers between my friends in the class…They started looking at me in the most ODD way…I wondered WHY…WHAT… I guessed, “Uhmm, maybe they are thinking I am lying…” …I looked at them and showed action that I was not lying and indeed I was not well…They were laughing at me with alarming looks in their eyes…I was like… “Uh…what is the problem with them…”… Unexpectedly, I found that I was the only person who had Headache that day and the rest of the class had already started their exercise…I was comfortably sitting in my chair when I saw different Hilarious poses as my classmates did their exercise…hehe!!! It was fun…

Exercise over…a set of mathematics class also done…finally the bell rang …time for the next teacher to come in…As soon as Sister Theo left, I saw my best friend S and R running towards me…some others too joined…they were excited for some reason…and S asked…

“Hey, you…why did you lie…Why did you sit…”

I said, “No, I didn’t lie…I was really having headache…”

R said, “But Sister didn’t ask you to sit for headache…then how could you sit…”

I said, “Noooooooo…Sister told…She told all those who had migraine to sit…and I have migraine…”

S and R started laughing… “You idiot….She didn’t say Migraine…She said Menstruation…Do you even know what does that mean…and u openly told in front of all other students you have it….haha!!!”

I still couldn’t get the joke of it…as stupid enough I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT WAS MENSTRUATION….grrrrrrrrrr…

I was sweating by now… “Hey, but then what does this Mesi…Mensa...Mensation mean…”

S continued.. “Stupid…Not Mensation..Menstruation…GO ask your mother…” and then all of them dispersed laughing to each other…ON ME….

I was left wondering…WHAT THE HELL…

Finally, I had to go home and after much hesitation had to ask mom “afterall what was this Mesn….” Gosh, I could never pronounce that word for long time…Anyways, my mom explained in a short way…Think, even she was a bit embarrassed to explain it to a girl who was just 10 years old…

But you can imagine, my situation in the class after that day…For long time I was teased by my class mates…They never left a chance without pulling my leg on that incident...Very often as I walked by, I could hear them calling out…

“Mensaaaaaa…..Mensiiiiiii……Mensuuuuuuuuu…”