|Cousin2. desperate to take the fishes out.
A few year back a mallu told me, you wont be able to set in kerala, its no place for introverts. I guess he was right, people here are extremely social, and when i dont talk with them like everyone else they think as if i m ghamandi. Thats an unsolvable problem which i would have to live with. Its now 4 months since i came here. Met 2 people who could be partially cateogrized as friends one is M he is a bus driver, and another is U.. he is a diploma holder but goes for wood cutting to take care of his expenses, when his parents annoys him a lot he goes again to work in pune then after a few months he is back again. Which basically means he is a good guy, the kind of people i like. But the thing about a village with good literacy rates is that, they wont stay here for ever, they would all eventually movie to some city for working, no matter how many friends you make they aint gonna stay. which is a very very bad thing.. Since i came here i have been feeling like going somewhere else, i dont but i m not getting the sense of permanency here.
Since CSN2 came it was fun, we were playing teen patti, all of us. Then my parents banned it because it had became the main topic of charcha in the village. Then my parents went to chennai for sis’s exam and just came back yesterday. So all these days it was the same flavour of days back in baroda. We were drinking and gambling in night. One day we went to see of M’s girlfriend at railway station, thou we didnt meet her but it was the best night i had after reaching here. U was doing super chutiyagiri after getting drunk. We went to station and there he would wake up all the sleeping people and would tell them that “we have 4 platform tickets given to central government” in wrong english exactly as i said. And did lot of chutiyagiri at the station. He said to a guy that your hair looks like a bee hive, those guys followed us later to beat us. And then on the way back we peed at the shutter of a hotel with whose owner they had a fight the last night. CSN1 also punctured the tyre of their truck.
Mama’s ladka S stayed here for 2 days we also went for fishing and a trip to a beach was also made. Most likely the fun will last only till CSN2 goes back to kuwait and that will be on 8th.
And as i had predicted the girl rejected me, that ladki dekhing thing i told you about. Thou no specific reason was given, its understood that the girl didnt like me. So everyone was giving me suggestions. U says you should use lactocalamine to remove the patches on your face, CSN2 suggests to go and get a facial (not that wala facial). Mother says you need to take bath daily, the patches are nothing but dirt stuck to your skin. Father says you need to stop sharmaying and be more active and talkative, no girl would like a sharmila guy and CSN1 says to dye my hair which apparently has lot of grey hair (but i seriously like grey hair, not all grey but a few greys look good, around 20% of my hair is grey). So there are lots and lots of suggestions about how i should improve my physical apprearance. It is something that i have avoided always, was never a believer in packaging i believed only in content, but steve jobs will tell you how important packaging is. But it doesnt suit my character to be grooming and taiyaar hoing. I have always been like this, simple, disconnected and above maya. In a weird way taking care of one’s looks sometimes feel like cleaning a toilet, i dont know why but i feel like that.
And i am uncommonsense again, seems like people like me to be like that, I cant be a generalist, i cant be mainstream. I am a total chutiya and will remain so, and this blog will be its byproduct and its witness