HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME..

My birthday came and went. At the end, it was not such a bad sad day. By evening, I was quite happy.

I was working on my birthday. And since my boss knew my birthday date and kept reminding me whole of last week that a 'festival' is round the corner, I got sweets for my department and a special pack of extra sweets for my boss. Work was going busy as usual. The boss had told me long before when he asked regarding my birthday that it is for being nice to us and to relieve us early on birthdays. But alas! I was stuck.  Even by 7 o'clock, there was me stuck at work with no clue of getting relieved. Not that it mattered to me at that time. I had no plans made and I thought it best to be working than going back to my room feeling lonely. By 7:15, my college friend called me on my office phone. He works in the same office, but different department. He, his girlfriend and another friend from college were waiting for me to personally wish me and to go out for dinner. Wow! Wasn't I a happy soul? Next moment on, my mind was to how to get out of that cubicle asap. Anyways, my senior who was there was kind enough to let me go by 7:45. 

I rushed downstairs to where they were waiting. Then I remembered that I was carrying only 20 bucks and no credit card in my handbag. Anyways I went down, met them and it was a nice feeling that these friends are there for me. I wanted to go back to my room to get cash and credit card. They wouldn't hear of it. Kept telling they had enough money. So the birthday gal me, the shameless me, who was supposed to be treating others on birthday, was getting treated by them. We went to a nice sea-food restaurant and had a nice dinner  with all of us chatting so much that time went on fast. Finally, it was time to say good night.

I'm so grateful to these three wonderful people for making my birthday special. I did not expect them to come over and wait for me for around one hour. It was so special and I was very happy. It meant a lot to me. So, that was how I became older by one year.

A Small Deviation

You all would have made your own guesses about the reasons which took me away from this blogging world. And the personal reason is….

I'm seeing someone… Yes, I think I can call it that. He is not (yet) my boyfriend. But what can I say? We both have feelings, strong feelings for each other.

A quick gist of the story so far. We shall call him Fair Guy as he takes immense pride in being fair as compared to the rest of the Indian population. I met Fair Guy about a year ago. He is the friend of my friend's boyfriend. I was in the Big City and he had accompanied my friend and her boyfriend for visiting the Big City. My first impression of him was that he is a lazy foolish good-for-nothing fellow and this impression more or less remains the same. It was a casual meeting. After that there was no contact until my friend informs me some months later that he has invited me to his birthday party the following weekend. So I took his number from her and wished him. (I had to, didn't I? Considering he has invited me to his birthday party.) Though I didn't want to go for his party, my friend somehow convinced me to go so that we (my friend and me) could meet up. It was not a big affair. There was only me, my friend, her boyfriend and another girl whom I thought to be Fair Guy's girlfriend but later turned out to be his facebook friend. After that there were occasional sms and chat, but I didn't encourage him. I almost didn't remember him when he added me as his friend in facebook.

I don't know what happened to me in January; I started to respond to his stupid smses. Maybe it was my boredom, or maybe it was the result of seeing pathetic profiles in the matrimonial websites; whatever it was we started to sms like never before. At first it was general mundane stuff, but soon it became outright flirtatious and adult stuff. (He now tells me that this is his MO for any girl and he is able to chat up and 'crack up' most of the girls. And I felt a transient feeling that I came off cheaply to him.) Now we sms, chat in facebook and gtalk, and call each other almost by the hour everyday. It has become something like he is slowly invading my life like weeds infesting someone's garden. I may not have given him permission, but I have given him enough fertile ground.

Am I attracted to him? NO. Do we have similar interests? NO. Do I think he is the one for me? NO. Are we compatible? NO. And in India we have more questions. Do we belong to the same religion and caste? NO. I'm a Christian and he is a Hindu. So what is it that pulls both of us? Is it the hormones? Is it our need to fulfill our respective biological and evolutionary roles? Or is it just the deprivation of sex in a pseudo-puritanical society? Frankly I don't know.

So friends, this has been the reason for my short absence from the blogging. And I'm frankly admitting to myself, I'm not a multi-tasker. I can't handle a profession and studies and an affair (or whatever it can be called now) at the same time.

Now, I'm slowly trying to get back my senses.