Timing Sense of Girls

” Time and tide waits for none”.  I heard the adage since ages but used it only for writing paragraphs in school exams.  I rather prefer to believe that  there is one life and there is no point in  being so serious (I use this philosophy only for work ). But this  philosophy of mine literally made me see the “real blue” on one fine day. The story happens like this:

One fine evening I decided to call  one of my friends and by the end of the conversation we planned to meet next day. I tried to convince her to meet at “Barista” as I like our nearest Barista outlet very much. But she insisted that we should meet for dinner at some “subway” outlet. I did not like the idea very much as I prefer Indian curries much more than any “sub” or “pizza” .  But at the end of the day I had to agree because I had to anyway go veggi as my friend is a typical vegeterian.

Eventually my friend shifted  the meeting to 1.00 PM  and sent me an sms about that early in the morning (well it was 8.30 in the morning).  Then she called  me at 9.30 when I was still struggling to leave my bed (obviously I did not respond to the call) . After struggling for half an hour more I succeeded to leave the bed.  In order to avoid any other fanatic call from her, I called her back to confirm my availability for lunch.

At 12′ o clock I went to the college cafeteria to fill in some high octane coffee (though its not available there, but whats wrong to live in euphoria) and gossiped till 12.45 quite unaware of the fact that time is running so fast. Thanks to almighty that I finally remembered   that I got to go.  I rushed out of the college gate but could not managed to get an auto. But I was quite sure she would not appear to the venue before next one hour and hence was sufficiently relaxed.  But as the adage says “Man proposes, God disposes”, almighty did not like the cool of my mind. At  1 PM (exactly!) I got an announcement which declared her arrival to the spot and inquired about my whereabouts. I somehow managed to confess that I am running at least half an hour late behind the schedule. As expected she lost all her cool. I tried to pacify her and tried my best to sound as if I stay in the remorse corner of the world. But my attempt went in vain only to discover that she frequently visits that remorse corner.  Finally I managed to reach the venue half an hour late only to discover that she has left by that time. I called her and got a serious sermon on time management. I wish I could have managed to get that before writing my school exams. I would have managed to score at least 5 marks extra.

Obviously after such a sermon, I really need some way to pacify myself. So  I rushed  to the nearest Barista outlet, galloped a cheese sandwitch, a brownie with chocolate coating and a cup of coffee. The meal worked like an elixir and I got back my lovely complacent mind which asked me to chill out as I got a nice story to pen down.

But I have definitely got a divine message  that one should not be too confident about the timing sense of girls, few are just too punctual.

Is maturity circumstantial ?

This is an incident based on my own life. This is one of the very  few moments of my life that showed me “life as it is”.  I often wonder if maturity actually comes with age or it is circumstantial.  I was in Delhi at some point of time. Like most of the chaps, I use to maintain a decent wardrobe, spend money by visiting McDonalds, Barista (I liked the Barista outlet at south ext). God knows why I found such an life style to be cool.   One fine day a four year old kid taught me a lesson of a life time. That guy taught me that Coolness is not a matter of wardrobe, its your attitude.  Its not the clothes that defines a man, its the courage to stand  up, take responsibilities at crunching moments that defines a  man.  The four year kid was sharing his meal with his sister. In fact he was feeding his sister.  Well, this is for the first time I have seen such a well behaved kid (we all know, how hard parents find to feed a four year old kid).

In fact that was a daily practice for the kid. The best part is that the guy understood his responsibility, accepted it and performed it so gracefully.

That is why I often wonder if maturity is circumstantial.

Being Fossil

I often encounter the question “How old are you ?” In its reply, I often ask the querier not to get bothered as I am a fossil. Most of the times people could not make the meaning out of it. Well therefore today I take the task of explaining it.

Consider a fossil. It is existing since aeons and has been witness of everything in silence. Well I also stay in the society and choose to stay in silence. I have my interpretation of the events happening in my surrounding, but I prefer not to discuss it with any one. Therefore I call myself fossil. Most of the times I am visible with a group of people. Yet in reality I stay aloof. I discuss only those issues that do not question any “school of thought”. This is because I believe running a discipline is much much tougher than questioning it. Only thing is that I will not follow it if I dont like it. But I will not make a hue and cry of it. Typical glib approach.