So,it was the last day of my college fest and as they say,the best is saved for the last.With the final night comes exponential fun and frolic.The thermometer reads high on galore and the mob is charged with excitement.
The lazy person inside me had not managed to piece up with the “Gala” outfit and the ultimate lazy person already made me cross the hour late tag.My soil bag imitated Cartman,the fatass and my wardrobe was all about sadness.
Avoiding further dilly-dallying,i made a bizarre show with the scanty collection i had and somehow reach the venue where i met my boy volunteer buddy.
While i was fixing my sneeker prone feet to stiletto mode,he was busy CHIC-ing out in his prolonged-worn sweat drenched nirvana tee and “never-combed” hair.
This was one moment when i couldn’t fight the crave to transform into a guy.Being a guy sometimes can be so easy.Its like rewarding yourself with freedom and oodles of body hair.The best part is you can skip all the unwanted nagging.
So whether its a standing hair segment saluting the vicinity,a pen stain on your nose or just a stupid pimple on a forehead,you can’t care less.
There is no comb,There is no bitch and there is no bitching.
Gossip and envy are absent from your dictionary.Gpl-ing a friend is enough to kickstart your day. 🙂
Standing there beside my friend,i knew i couldn’t do anything but be jealous of him when i received the first rose of the eve.(shh :P)
Now this… is Awesome.
While i was envisioning myself to a dude,did i just skip out on my babe instincts??
Haha!!Ofcorse i did.
Chaps out there, you can never beat the pleasure of receiving a rose or the feeling of going gaga over a pair of stilettos. 😉
There is an amazingly exact species on the planet leading a wonderful life which is way past teutonic knights and Benzema.
When seasons change with the shade of your gloss and a frizz- free straightener is enough to set your life straight.
We may be emotional,insecure,jealous and whatever extra cons you can count but REMEMBER “we are and hence you are” 😉
However,you just can’t be alive in a world which only boasts of adam-alikes or eve-alikes.
A complementary prescence is always better than a compulsory abscence.
I believe we all have more valid reasons to fight with God than cribbing over our chromosomal configuration. 😛