Council Chronicles- Part 007 :P

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There was a time when I joined a Students' Council out of my passion to be a leader...it happened once again...just this time, it was sans the "passion". Joining my college Students Council has disappointed even the most hopeful part of me...but, all said and done, in hindsight the entire episode looks quite comical to me! On this blog, posts titled Council Chronicles- Part 'whatever', will talk about the various outrageously frustrating; horribly ridiculous; and at times, tolerable events that I had to endure while being in that privileged group!

Lots of gossip, very little work, impossible mis-communications, hilarious goof-ups (and many more) all dominated my life within the Council. Though what I put down here may be funny (or maybe not :P), I hope it will show whoever reads these entries, how all a group of people should NOT function!!!! So the learning which is not fun but, funny will begin....well...whenever I want it to! ;)

Pseudo-nerd can think of so many things to write here...
but work beckons! :(

A new me looking back at the old me...

Change is the only thing that is ever constant in life....however cliched that might sound, it is the truth and that's why it has become a cliche...ohhh...what a vicious circle!! :P
Anyways...now at the brink of finishing college, with days flying by in a flurry of activity and me setting the stage for the next level in my life, I thought now is as good a time as any for some introspection...so here goes...
Things that have changed in me...without me noticing:
I am no longer that dynamite that exploded every time there was the tiniest room for reaction...

Relationships don't last....only you do...be it be friends, family...and that romance was a complete waste of time!

I seem to be taking note of other people's criticism of me...the old me would have phoophooed it with a look of indifference...

I think before acting nowadays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is an ACHIEVEMENT for me...the old me could never imagine thinking any time before doing anything!!!

I have shown everyone around me that I made a right decision by taking up Journalism over that goddamned engineering!!!!!!!!

I have broadened my horizon soooooooooo much...the old me didnt even bother looking outside
Chennai for her undergraduation...!!!

I have learnt to keep my opinion to myself on many thnings...but I have to agree...I cant help muttering under my breath...I used to yell my opinions right back at the person...

I read the newspaper now...I no longer fall asleep over it!!!!!!!!!! HURRAY!!!!!!!!!!!! :)))

I am able to keep myself happy most of the times with my own company...learning to face lonliness...the biggest challenge for the old me...

I have learnt to be more tolerant of people...a lot more work is required in that direction though...:P

I have the CONFIDENCE of my parents...something the old me thought was never to be hers!!!!!!! And guess what? I love it!!!!!!!!

I dont lie anymore....I actually tell the truth...i seem to have forgotten how to lie!!!!!!! WHOA!!!!!!!!! I used to lie at the drop of a hat!!!!!!!

I have somehow become the support pillar for my mother my father and even my sister, with whom the old me never ever got along!!!!!!! I now add a mature value to their lives...they actually listen to my opinion!!!!!!!!

The old me was willing to sacrifice her life s ambition, career, family and what not for one guy...but today, I can safely call myself as one of the most driven and ambitious in big huge circle!!!

The old me wanted to be rich...but by marrying a rich guy!! HAHA!!! the new me still wants to be rich...but by her own making!!!! She cant stand the idea of being financially dependent on someone...especially a guy!!!!!!!!!


So...that was just a few of the changes that I have now bothered to type out...there are several more character metamorphosis that I have been through...thanks to the few people around me I call friends and the huge lot of shit GOD threw my way over the past 3 years...
In going thru all that I have emerged a stronger person and there...the mission of GOD has been accomplished...

I still dont know if I am comfortable with this new me...definitely everyone else around me seem to be...maybe I miss the old unabashed me...the brazen words and the attitude throwing....the bitch who many people knew stands now in the garb of a semi-angel...and funnily, the bitch is the most surprised of them all!!!! :D

Pseudo-nerd feels weird with all the introspection crap ;P

Life in a Town....and the town might've just been called Trichy

I'm a novice when it comes to driving geared (or just gear?) vehicles...and I grabbed the chance I was given to drive on NH 45...yes we were on our way to Trichy, my native...and now an "upcoming city" in Tamilnadu....never did I imagine that my father would be egging me on to floor the accelerator...to touch down on 120 km/hr!!!!!! It was brilliant...but short lived....as soon as the space on the highway seemed to get cramped by small town after small town, my father took the wheel and then onwards it was an endless foray into what goes into living life king size in a town...

Rest assured, the town will prove to you that cows still wander on roads like stray dogs; signals don't register in the minds of the average townizens; it's their birthright and in a way their talent to materialise at random in front of your car- you cud have been driving at top speed the previous minute, but you better be the master at applying sudden brakes and more importantly be the guru at predicting such random will. And if you don't get your top class car to stop, you will be treated to some low class words, and if you re lucky, you could even be the reason behind that big fist fight!!!

All through the way, you will spot things which are exclusive to towns, again! Like for instance, here the traffic cop and the security guy at a restaurant have almost identical uniforms. At one such restaurant, there was this security guy, who I mistook to be the traffic cop for that road...he helped us reverse our car...and I thought it ended there...but nope...he put one salaam for my dad (read: "give me money saar...") I was disgusted...while my dad jus drove away...he too was grumbling "Jus because he helped me reverse the car he thinks I owe him that ten buck???"
And now it was my turn...."How shameless do they get nowadays....is it his job to be standing outside restaurants like this? On top of shirking his regular work that bugger wants to make a quick buck too!!! Pah!!!"

My dad was confused..."Well its bad that he asked for money after being paid for by the hotel...but I'm sure he was jus doing his job there...." Only after a few more such confused exchanges did I understand that here (in a town) it was okay for the security guy and the traffic cop to wear lookalike uniforms....and if you desperately want to make out the difference, I learnt, that traffic cops don't wear their navy blue caps...so that s your clue, the next time you re faced with that particular desperation to distinguish!!!!

Once you ve reached that relative's house...you had better be prepared for any kind of bathroom situation...
Well if you re wondering what a bathroom situation may be...:
There would most probably be only one bathroom, with like a million (exaggerated, of course :P) people vying for that tiny space...
It may not be as clean as you would have liked it to be...and most importantly,
There may be a LIZARD...this one thing is enuf to send me swooning...so it's definitely a red alret situation for me!!!!

And then...you cant refuse food...you may loathe that vegetable they ve made correctly on the day you arrive...but you dare refuse it...your side will scorch from those red hot warning glances your mom shoots your way!!!

So, with that we come to the end of the domestic life in a towny town...:)
And where do we go from a town...??? Towards some centuries old temple that your ancestors made your Kuladeivam temple...and without telling it goes that it will be located in some remote remoter remotest village...

It s interesting to note the following when you re traveling thru rural India:
Your car will be the only vehicle for quite some distance
In the unlikely event of another vehicle, especially a four-wheeler, excellent maneuvering skills are a requisite
Kids may just run across...so may cattle...you hit either of them by the gravest mistake in life...you better be prepared for some dirty showdown!!!
There are easily ten small shrines that can be spotted within 15 minutes of driving!
If its dark, your car's headlights may just expose some bare butts, attending nature's calls, on the sides of the "road". Usually there are two pairs of bare butts, and two pairs of eyes that unabashedly stare at you braving the glare of the headlights!!!
You dare wear shades...you will get stared into quickly replacing them inside their case! Don't be stupid enuf to wear anything other than traditional clothes...you wont have the chance to quickly replace THOSE!!!

Some other unique features:
Small town people are content with whatever sense of fashion their place has to offer...the glamour and glitz of the silver screen can jus go to hell, apparently!!!
These people have that level of bhakthi in them that can make them walk barefoot through several, several such small towns to reach that particular deity...
These towns pose such huge untapped markets for several sectors...if only they knew how to make these people switch mindsets!!!
Tourist spots are majorly temples, parks or dams with a couple of statues thrown in!!
Here, girls and boys come together and hangout at temples...even friends from other religions are brought to such get togethers!!! (I likes that!!!)

But what is the most shocking of all this? Your parents, if from that place, may just be overcome with emotion at seeing the sights and sites where they grew up...and may express their heart's desire to settle down there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You scream No...you glare and say NO...you plead and say NO...no, nothing works!! :(
To them, this is living life king size...and who am I to refute that pleasure to them? :|

Pseudo-nerd is angry-cum-amused-sarcastic abt towny towny life...
Will write again after ages!!