Open mouth

I am told quiet often that I'm a fun person to be around , I crack some silly jokes , speak at lightening speed ( I'm trying to cut on the speed though ) , do not complain when being laughed at ( at least I can make people laugh  :) ) tch tch btw that's a noble cause :D...If someone's new in the group I try and talk in the field they are in and make them feel comfortable and blend in with the others.

On one such occasion which happened to be my cousins Bachelor's party there was a big gathering of young couples , some eligible singles and the groom off course.I knew most of them in the gathering barring a few of the  wives who happened to get married recently. My cousin walked up to me and introduces me to the rest of the group and whispers to me asking me to get the ladies talking to each other.. Well I was more than pleased , all the ladies seemed very nice and since I liked socializing this did not seem a task.

One of the ladies was a dentist and we got talking about dental problems and blah blah blah , the issues how to tackle them with a few jokes  contributed by everyone. Somewhere in between one of the ladies commented about the new fashion where people get their teeth pasted with a diamond and enhance their looks.Frankly I never gave such fashion a thought, but since the topic was being discussed I gave my opinion that  only a useless person would do something like that. And I further went on to tell that these Docs do this only for money and they never tell their clients not to do such things .. Suddenly I see the lady Dentist and a few other smiling away to glory , I stopped and wonder whether I missed something ..

And then in the dark I can see a shining glimmer of a diamond sitting tight on the tooth of our beautiful dentist. I was not sure whether or not I should apologize right away or not ... I just walked out from the surrounding for a couple of minutes not able to control my own laughter .. I finally did apologize :) ... I must add that she did look quiet sweet with the glint on her tooth 

Dreams come true : Angels are required at times

When in school I had a huge big gang of friends , we all used to sit near the basket ball court and have our lunch. We all took pride is being a big group. As we grew up the group split and re-split and split . We finally were 5 good friends and 2 of us became thick friends. And we remain so till date.....touch wood....

Rats from school was a talented young , jovial girl ( lady now :) ) . I was this boisterous , naughty , playful girl. We both gelled like ice cream and chocolate sauce. Rats was a born singer and our singing teacher's pet. I would always want to sing but she would tell me next time all the time. I did not like her a lot , I simply could not understand that when they are some 20 girls in the group if I sang along how can the song go wrong , I could easilyblend in . I could not explain as well back then , but my teacher even though she understood my query never bothered explaining, though I understand why now :).

We got a circular informing that there is an inter state singing competition in our local language Kannada and a group of 10 girls were required. Rats was chosen to hand pick the 10 girls .. Boy did I smile or what , this was my chance and needless to say my only chance to be on a singing platform. I was one of the 9 elite group member chosen to take part in the competition.  We practised for days together and it seemed all perfect atleast I thought so and I think even the rest shared the same opinion. A day before the competition our Language teacher who was in charge of the team came along and instructed us to sing one after the other. I did not think too much about it until I was asked to sing ALL ALONE :( ... I barely sang 10 words and my teacher was screaming who took this girllllllllllllllll :(((((((((((((( .After a good hearing from the teacher for both R and me I was asked just to mime the song and not sing along. No changes in the singers were allowed in the last minute and that's how I today possess a 1st prize for a singing competition at State Level >.. Thanks Rats my dream would have remained a dream

  

PG days

Not sure if I mentioned this before , but if I were to be brought up in Mumbai or got relocated to Mumbai during the beginning of my career then I'm dead sure my profession would have something to do with entertainment , maybe in production. For sure behind the scene , :) before anyone smirks and wondering how can I ever think entertainment industry..I would have been strictly behind the scene.I don't know jack about production , what goes into it etc etc . But I know its something I would have enjoyed...Earlier I used to crib and get annoyed when I see pathetic acting , but when I actually tried doing something myself .. I realized even for terrible acting it takes amazing amount of talent. It's easier said than done , so I learnt to appreciate actors who try and try no matter what people say.

When I was doing my masters in we had our annual cultural event , everyone was super excited and geared up for the events . We had competitions for everyone both for the talented and not so talented. If you have the guts to come up on stage , your already a winner ( this I learnt after the shows got over ) . I took part in almost all the talking competitions and needless to say did reasonably well . My buddy from degree who studied masters along with me and myself were a pair and I must say we were the top team . We had more exposure than the rest and I'm sure if something like that were to be held now we would be in for some rude shock. Anyways we basked in our glory which was good for us. All girls team beating everyone was of great pride specially when you are single in a college filled with boys ( wink wink ) .

The girls in our   class were super enthusiastic , they wanted to dance. Buddy and me were the localities with a better presence than the rest of the girls so we could have our way most of the time. We decided on a song and 2 girls volunteered to choreograph the song ... The did a trial run and it seemed all good , but the fun starts from here. 

What looked like simple steps that anyone can do , seemed the toughest steps from my buddy and me ... We just could not do it .. Obviously we could not admit that we are pathetic dancers and it was tough , we simply said this step is not good. the entire dance changed , all simple boring steps to match us. In simple words it was a disaster.  I could not stop laughing looking at ourselves practice , and then it struck me , if I land up doing this dance and that too right in the front . I was giving up myself for slaughter , a joke for the next semester.  How can I get out of this , if my buddy and me had to get out together they would know . Buddy was still better , I was dismal :(.

As the countdown began , 3 days before the D day I landed up with a terrible back .. Viola!!!!!!!! gals I cannot dance , its a question of my back.. Everyone seemed to buy the story except off course Buddy , she knew something was up but if i did tell her then she would have pulled out too. I thought I shall reveal the truth after the competition.

We traveled on bikes to a place that seemed out of country after riding for hrs to get the costume , it looked just perfect.

On the final day all the participants were ready and pumped up. I was the official photographer , right in the front. The dance started and boy oh boy . It was disaster from minute one , 1 of the participants who had no frontal view decided she had to come in the front because a guy she had a liking for was sitting in the audience . Everyone in the team were shocked but continued , she kept coming in between and showcased her talent . I was right in the front unable to control my laughter , buddy sees me and bursts out laughing missing a few steps . From them on it seemed like a movie scene , one after the other everyone seemed to be doing their own step. No one was in line , everyone just seemed to want get clicked. I think they wanted memories in terms of pictures more than the trophy. Needless to say we were not even rated and we were just happy to have participated. Sorry not we , they. 

I cant post the pic in view of the personal privacy of the ladies mentioned :) But I must say it was one fun joy ride .. Thank you guys I had one of the best heartiest time ever that night. 

Funny Episodes

I'm sure I'm not the only person who has foot in the mouth kind of episodes in their lives , but I definitely think if we take a ratio I sure will tip towards the top end. What is with me and awkward situations I don't know , but I must admit it does bring back a smile when I think of them in retrospect.

Just the other day I realized that maybe I was gaining some weight which was not desirable , so decided to hit the gym very religiously. After an hour and half of cardio and weights hubby and me walked down the stairs and I spotted someone vaguely familiar , I could put a name to the face but I was dead sure I knew the lady. After turning around 3 times to catch a glimpse and re collect her name I finally hear her call my name followed by a Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. She was an acquaintance from college whom I  last interacted with 10 years ago. My mind was racing as to how a pretty girl and trust me she was one of the pretty ones in college , can look like an average regular girl next door . I wish these thoughts just ran in my mind and I was not pushed to talk further. But as the story goes. pushed I was , this friend continued talking and my mind was in another space all together. Finally when I got to speak , I blurtedddddddddd.. How did you get so FAT !!!!! my husband tells me I had the most dead pan look on my face , I did not know where to hide my face . Did I just say what I did , how could I , what got into me ... Was it really me. I wanted to tell Sorry but scared that I might remind her of the blunder I just committed...

With no face to show again and never wanting to meet the lovely girl she is due to my blunder i walked away feeling terrible , to make things worse when I told my husband I was so uncouth , he replied telling but off course you were.I was feeling bad enough and this made it worse. When I narrated the story back home my FIL ( one of the most non controversial , non biased , humble , genuine nice person ever ) pacified me telling its fine people do make mistakes and she might not have felt that bad. I'm sure she felt bad but my FIL made me feel better.

My husband said he will procure a device which triggers off when I meet someone after a long time , to first think and then talk :( , sigh I wish this episode did not really happen to me ...