Demand at your own risk !

I don’t have any special talent but I am just extremely demanding.

Candle light dinner, Meeting someone special and dancing on music. Yes this was my small wish list for my 22^nd birthday. As the hour hand was approaching towards 12 my excitement was increasing. I finalized my wish list and prayed to god that they come true and till I got to know that I had annoyed him, so much in these 21 years that this time he planned  to teach me a lesson.

Once upon a time in that dark lovely night, ah 😦  forget that, it all started like this …………

I had cooked my favorite dish for dinner. It was 10 and I went inside the kitchen, as soon as I picked the plate. …ohhhh….. The light was gone. I came back to the shadows of my belongings which were almost – invisible, feeling suffocated and fatigue.  I felt sorry for myself. I was feeling hungry and could not eat. I waited for power to come back. But wait prolonged like a government’s 5 year plan. Finally I decided to have dinner. I made my way to kitchen and knocked my cute nose into its door. In anger I smashed the door back hard only to rebound and hit me again. I tried to calm myself down and reached kitchen, I searched for candle and match box, realizing why my parents always used to tell me to put the things on right places. Waving my hand in dark on the shelf I knocked down something  which fell with a big bang ,the very  next moment I felt some sticky thing all around my feet and the delicious smell which filled the kitchen confirmed that my favorite paneer butter tikka masala was on the  ground. I became still and sad. After a lot of search I finally found the candle and match box. I then had a last look at the scattered paneer butter tikka  masala . My mouth watered. But since child hood my mom told me not to eat anything fallen on ground.   I finally cooked a bowl of hot steamy Maggie and started eating. While I was swallowing the lumps, I thought of my first wish having a candle light dinner. God was just not listening to my prayers. I was not sure about the time (the bad time going) but I guess it was pretty close to mid night.

I suddenly realized I was not alone in the room. I remembered my second wish list ‘meeting someone special’, so holding my breath I was looking for the surprise to come up ; someone was there hiding himself and making nostalgic voices. Though candle was lighted, but I couldn’t see properly as I don’t have 6/6 vision and by the way who wears specks at night specially during  power cut, ahh L That someone looked very small, a bit rounded and damn fast.  It didn’t take much time for me to figure out that it was a mouse!!  That shameless mouse wanted to take advantage of me, by coming close to me or maybe it was paneer butter tikka masala  on my feet that was attracting him. I jumped back on bed but he followed like how  a bollywood villain follows a helpless pretty girl. Our movies are proof that in such situations help never comes in time.

To make this condition worse the hour hand of clock reached 12 and with that my cell phone started ringing the tune (dhinka chika , dhinka chika , ae ae ..ae , ae ae ..ae) .My  friends started calling me to wish happy birthday and this is how my third wish came true I was dancing on light music. I thought mouse was enjoying teasing and chasing me as I was hopping around my room like a mad girl doing step aerobics. The cause of my frustration was that I didn’t know whether it was sitting somewhere comfortably and watching me dancing or he was not even in the room !! and there I was wasting my energy.

And yes ladies and gentle man the phone continued ringing (dhinka chika , dhinka chika , ae ae ..ae , ae ae ..ae)  as my friends were competing , who will wish me first. I have never sweat that much even in my aerobic classes.

Hey ,  If you are afraid of mouse hire them as personal trainer, bet me I lost two kgs in that short interval , without  even making a dent in my pocket.

I thought neither god nor mouse was showing mercy but help do came after 15 minutes of dhinka chika dance ,  at last ,  Noida electricity board, finally returned my share of light after celebrating my birthday party at their HQ !

My beautiful , lovely  room looked like battle ground of Panipat. I first checked for that special one (who did wonders for me in such a short duration 😉 ) and I think it too left after having its share of fun.

That day I learned a secret lesson ………. And that stayed with me ……. and I am leaving a portion with you …….

Demand at your own risk.

Note : This was my speech for Area B2 Humorous Speech Contest, district 41. Sept 18,2011

At the midnight hour, when it’s too dark

I am up at this hour, thinking deep and dark. There is no reason or meaning to this and believe me nothing romantic also. This is just an extraction of words, or the best way to define is ‘distraction using words’.

I am cuddled into shadows of my belongings which are almost – invisible, feeling suffocated and fatigue.  Life is good; it gives you a substance and battle field to win. You work hard and win hearts. You long for peace to get recharge. But also, life is uncertain. Just when you wish to close eyes and relax it pushes you deep into dark, enough to see your inner pain.

Hour after hour it turns out to be darker. My eyes are sinking to an unending depth, bearing some scary sounds that echo from my chest. I wish only to obtain some breeze, nothing else would dare to appeal. I have to see so many dreams and they are waiting for me, it seems. But am busy loosing the fight against dark, and becoming its denizen.

Here I am,  sitting useless in my bed, the power is gone :(. I am feeling flat and have nothing more to write. Hope when you read this you would be going to start a wonderful day. For I have heard miracles do happen, this is the evil one, that is happening to me tonight 😦