My Best Friend's Wedding

My debut post was really high on emotions and slightly controversial as well. Nevertheless it has given me the enthu to continue with blogging(courtesy some valuable comments on my post).I just read Ritu’s blog on reservation which was quite enthralling. So, inspite of being very tired after paying customary visits to my relatives I thought of writing this post. Actually there was another factor inciting me to do so.
Finally after months of wait, my elder sister’s marriage date was fixed today. My Mom had started off the preparation couple of months back. Both my parents went on a shopping expedition to buy jewellery and saree for their first-born(which I thought was really cute & it also included some shopping for me). Being in Delhi I was largely unaffected by this whole event. Even when I came back to kolkata and saw the stuff bought for Didi it hardly made any difference to me. I was bored at the sight which enraged Mom(nothing new about this). But yesterday when I saw my sister trying out the bangles especially something called ‘pola’(not really sure about the spelling) in Bengali n the necklaces, there was a strange sensation. For the first time it struck me as something odd. This sounds ridiculous considering the fact that both of us are staying apart since I was in 7th standard. Today when Mom and Dad were discussing the details of the ceremony ,I was dumbstruck. It will take some time for that feeling to sink in that my best friend cum mentor is getting MARRIED. O my God, she is still so immature (hope she is not going to read this).She had actually tried to defer the date but both the families are hell bent on a January wedding.
But this didn’t stop me from playing my usual pranks on her. For quite some time I’ve been teasing her on her cooking skills and the poor thing is trying hard to prove me wrong(I know that it’s very mean of me). Basically I am having a great time with her. Being the younger sibling is always propitious as one is really pampered a lot. But that’s not the point that I intend to discuss. As we were talking last night about our childhood days, I realized we have come a long way from being at loggerheads for petty issues to being best friends. I was really flabbergasted when Di told me that even she is not able to imagine herself in the wedding finery. Well if the bride herself finds it hard to accept then my reaction is justified. So, the next time I will be coming back to kolkata to attend ‘MY BEST FRIEND’S WEDDING’. Sounds nice ya!

P.S- Since for obvious reasons I was minimizing this window while writing the post, my sister suspects that I am writing a love letter.

This is how I am

It feels great to be back home after 5 months .But the last semester was so action packed(with karate,physics society work n my coursework ofcourse) for me that I hardly realised where time flew off.When I look back now at the resolution made at the onset of the session,I find that I’ve stuck to it(almost except that tiff with Reddy during the viva when to his dismay I refused to answer his questions ).But its excusable considering that my whole gang came out against him.I was really amazed at the coincidence of the events .But we girls individually have more guts than my male chauvinist classmates .My gang happens to be my support system in iit without whom I would’ve perished long back . Three cheers to us, hurray !

Now coming back to the original thought which was my new year cum sem resolution. It was basically to control my temper and to check my loquacious nature.It was tough nevertheless not impossible.But the most difficult part was to be diplomatic when voicing my opinions.I kept on cribbing about this to Lavanya. I felt dishonest because I was not expressing my true feelings.I had too many disagreements last sem which left me thoroughly heartbroken and hence the resolution. Practically there are two ways of approach in an argument. One where you speak straight from the heart and hurt the other person . Second diplomatically take the middle path and suffer yourself. I’ve always been staunch supporter of the former but chose the latter this time around .It hurts like hell but atleast had the satisfaction that I don’t have to apologize later for something that I am remotely not ashamed of. I think this one is more suitable for our society. This is definitely not MY STYLE but something I am trying to adapt myself to.It worked wonders but something still irks me. Why do I have to follow the rules of the society and explain each n every action of mine.As my dad asks me so many times why am I like this and I always answer ‘I DON’T KNOW BUT THIS IS HOW I AM’.