2 Decades & 2 Years!

A wish to myself-


"Fly free and happy beyond birthdays and across forever,
and we'll meet now and then when we wish,
in the midst of the one celebration that never can end."

- Richard Bach

Yeah, I am as old as 2 decades and 2 years.
22 years ago I was born into my family, as a mother endlessly prayed that the first born be a son, while my dad wanted a daughter and GOD said tathastu (granted) to both their wishes... *smiles* and I was born, the most happily GAY thing that ever could exist in my family!


Jokes apart, this shall be my most memorable one since I have come to terms with myself. it's like being born anew and re-learning my basics. 


As of now no plans have been scheduled, as always I am the procrastinator, but then again I like making abrupt plans. It is more enjoyable that ways, more spontaneous and lively!


- the explorer on a quest.

Watchudoin? M flyin kites, wanna join?

One of my favorite things to do in the month of January is to go on a kite flying spree whenever I can find the time to.
Today I found the perfect opportunity to do exactly that. I collected my newly bought firki (since I lost my old cherished one in the local train, sob..), a couple of kites tucked away under my arm, cellphone in my shorts, a blade and cello-tape in case any of my kites needed surgery. As I walked up to my building's terrace, I got a call from a friend, she asked me, "Watchudoin?"
I replied nonchalantly, "m flyin kites, wanna join?
Well she couldn't as she had exam preps so, I promised her that I would put up Facebook updates for her which she can check on her mobile (but can't comment cause her chuglikhor bro will let her parents know!).
here's the updates-

The little speck above the arrow in the adjoining image is my kite, the larger speck is a bird called the kite!

"goin kite flyng, checkng my new firki, miss my old one..."

Sunday at 4:56pm via Nokia ·

"‎6 kites down, while mine stil fluttrs proudly!
I gues d new firki is equaly lucky"

Sunday at 5:09pm ·

"6 kites down in les dan 10 mins, dats a recrd 4 me, bt i spoke 2 soon i gues, i jst rippd d conectng chord 2 ma kite"

Sunday at 5:13pm via Nokia · 

"gt a new1 its red & i jst mnagd 2 gt 2 mor down,dt tks ma scor 2, 8.. Also i gt a fingr cut.
Hop u r enjyng d live comentry my frnd...
Mis u holdng my firki & cursng dose damnd gujju guys most!"

Sunday at 5:29pm via Nokia ·

"bzy txtng,wsnt payin attention 2 my kite... Ouch! Anodr fingr cut & dose damnd gujju guys frm d nxt bldg hav sucsfuly cut my kite.. No hard feelngs. Vengeance shal b mine!"

Sunday at 5:36pm ·

After the last FB update, I received a call for confirmation of my exams. I am studying along with doing a job, more about that later.

Maybe it was that  I was too worried to enjoy my kite flying skills anymore, maybe the wind was just not good enough, or maybe it was those loud mouthed noisy guys from the next building, who were by now betting over whether I am a guy or a girl. I was just too pissed and picked up the remaining of my kites, firki and trudged back to my home.

So yeah, I like doing things that girls generally don't, that much I've established. So I can't hang out with them usually cause they get damned bored of me or equally pissed at not enjoying the stuff they do. Can't make many guy friends, as there aren't many around who would take easily to a girl dominating them in at least certain areas of life. That makes me pretty much of a loner, so for the past few years I've become the Obsessive Compulsive Outsider-says a friend.

What do you think?