My Food Friend

Facebook has been an integral part of my life..brought back a lot of oldtime friends to me...
This incident is a similar one...a dramatic meeting with a friend..
It all starts with a friend request from a guy called Rasif .

 Rasif  used to b my classmate in lower grades (1st grade to 5th grade) at kochi (Delta Study). He was a lean and scanty guy who was the most mischevious in the class.
We used to love his pranks.
I changed my school in 5th grade and i hadnt seen him ever since.

I was very excited to see his request n accepted it immediately..and dropped him a msg...
A day later he replied..and then i replied...and this went on...and we kept chatting for a long time..
We shared numbers and started whatsapping as well..
The lean and scanty guy had now turned into a very fair and a "healthy" guy (if u know what i mean :P)
We had similar interests..and all we used to talk abt was food..food n food...
He claimed to be an awsum cook..jus like I do ;)
So it was food that got us close as well..and within a few months we were pretty close...
Since we talked mostly abt food...it was aftr a long tym that i came to knw he stays at blore..n v decided to meet up...

I always have this "omg! what do i wear" feeling when im meeting a person after a long tym...I picked out a top in which i looked the slimmest..paired it up wid a jeans...n to look a little more slimmer...curled up my hair...I did not want him to compare me with the "old lean me" and say omg! ur so fat!

All decked up i went to the Central Mall and waited for him....
I so hate waiting for ppl..Esp when meeting them aftr a long tym....
And this guy was making me wait for such a long tym..

Finally he came...n we said hi hello n went to Mc D...ordered burger n settled down...
And then I started yapping away...about life..n food..n food n life...
He said he loves shawarma n asked me if i knew any good place where vd get good shawarma at blore.
I said i dint know any places at blore...but theres this awsum place called "Cafe d Arabia" at Edapalli in kochi...where ud get amazing shawarma...
He said he dint know much abt places at kochi..n hes been there jus twice..

That was the turning point!!! it left me speechless!!!
I was like..did u not study in Kochi?
He said he was at Kottayam his entire life before he moved to Blore!
Twaing!!! What can i say..i jus gaped at him for a few minutes...n asked...Were u not my classmate?
He said..no silly! vr facebook friends!!
But then this guy looked so familiar...i could'nt understand anything...
I was so not the kind of person who would sit yapping away with a stranger.. and i was still wondering if i should get up and leave the place..what if hes not a good guy...i looked at him..he was looking at me n munching his burger..My burger was still untouched..

We had talked for more than two months...n y did i ever not mention my school...or my place....
All v did was talk abt food!!!
And it was food again which made me realise that I had dialled the wrong number :P!

He kept looking at my mixed expressions...he was so confused...
he asked me what happened..I explained..n we both started laughing at it...

the next tym we met..we had chinese food at Chungwah...
and thus our "food friendship" continues..... :D

How half the college was looking for me

This happens on the last day of the tech fest in my college...I happen to meet a DJ who was introduced to me by my crazy friends who secretly asked me to keep away from him...

This guy was huge...n dark...n gross..i usually dont use that word for what ppl look like,,,but in his case i cant help..cuz his nose kept running all the time...and he would pull his mucus back a hundred times when he talks..which totally sounds like snorting of a pig...

But somehow he fascinated me...Something about him kept me me entertained...and the crazy me gave him my number and chatted wid him all night (Chatting wid him was a lot better than talking to him..at least i didnt have to look at him :P )

We decided to meet for breakfast the next day....at this amazing hotel called Naani...which apparently was owned by Mr DJs friend....But once we ate to our full..Mr.DJ's friend dsnt pick up his call...Mr.DJ dsnt have money on him..And I end up paying half my pocket money for two plates of Idli Sambar and two cups coffee...

Now lemme tell u the other part of the story...My boyfriends version...He calls me up..My fone rings and suddenly gets switched off...Back then there was this wierd thing called Airtel friend locator which showed my location a long way from my hostel...He gets freaked out and calls my friend Ash to check where I am. She has no clue and she checks my other fone which i have left in the room. The last msg sent was "Sure then...C u tom for breakfast..gudnight.." Sent to Mr.DJ.

My Boyfriend calls another friend of mine..Jobin...asking who this DJ is..Jobin gets bloody mad..and says I had asked her to keep away from him..Hes a very dangerous guy...He is filthy flirt...blah blah blah... Boyfriend freaked out..Totally freaked out

He calls up all possible friends of mine to check where I am..and since i have lots of friends...a lot of ppl start looking for me... Jobin sends out search parties to all parts of Kollam....

While all this is happening..I happily walk into the hostel..pick my other fone and call my boyfriend...

Tring Tring..!

Hello..?

Hello Nu :) (In a singy songy tone)

Ammuuuu!!! Ur Ok!!! I was so worried!!

What happened Nu?

Where the hell where u?? Ive been trying to call u for three hours %$@#@$^$^^%%%^%....etc etc...

Wait..whats happening..Jobin is calling me..a hundred other people are callin me...what jus happened??

People are looking for u Mu...Ppl think that ass of a DJ has kidnapped u!!

WTF??!!! My fone got switched off while u wer calling..this keeps happening..so i had been to the micromax service centre...and they were fixing it for me....

Why is the micromax service centre so far??

Cuz it isnt Nokia..or Samsung...or Sony...Listen now...Im Ok...n my fone is dead..I need a new fone...N i also have to call up Jobin ask to withdraw the search parties...SO Bye..Luv u ...Mwaaah

Cut!

Why do ppl check my fone n jump into wrong conclusions!!!

I know taekwondo! I can protect myslf!!!! :D

The pissed off school girl

Hello guys... So here I am finally blogging...after fighting with years of laziness to type...
This is officially my first blog...(though not practically..jus that this I assume might be a succesful one ;) )

Well yeah..the title doesnt have much to do with the content cuz there are a trillion reasons which can get a person pissed off...So obviously I aint gonna write an essay on how people can get pissed off  :P
Its more of excerpts from my diary which of course is the easiest to write..cuz u dont have to think a lot...and that saves a lot of "Thought Energy" :D

So here goes...

I was thinking of what to begin with... and when i think of getting pissed off this is the incident that comes to my mind...

This happens long back when I was a kid...Not exactly a kid..cuz I had a boyfriend..and kids do not have boyfriends..
I was in my 11th grade..And I was ill.. I was caught sleeping in the Bio class... Had a fight with my boyfriend for some irrational reason...All in all..not so good a day.
So the story starts in the Chemistry lab...where the clumsy me does something wrong and jumps up and teh chemical balance falls down (The chemical balance was considered one of the most costliest instrument in teh lab and we were totally scared even to touch it cuz we might have to pay a fortune if sumthing goes wrong..at least this is what was taught to us)
the balance falls..and i turn pale...and everything comes down on me n i start weeping...
I looked so innocent back then that the teacher probably felt sorry for me and asked me to go sit in the classroom.
I did so...n in the loneliness of the classroom i wailed...n cried...like id jus been raped...

And then my boyfriend came in to see what was wrong...i got up and clung onto him...and i looked up to see my chemistry teacher and a few other students watching us..all shocked..

I didnt know wat to do...I was caught hugging a guy....which was equal to getting physical with a guy...
I was doomed...Fortunately that was the last period and i ran home...and pretended sick for two whole days and didnt get out of home...

And when i was forced to go back to school I had to bear one whole day of teachers coming to class and giving lecture on how to behave instead of teaching their subjects..

The girl who was once considered to be innocent had suddenly changed into a girl who was setting a bad example for others...

Pissed..totally pissed...!!

Does a girl not have the freedom to hug her boyfriend and cry? Cruel world!