HOLI hain!!!
Holi is without doubt the best festival in India!!... Ofcoarse it can also be scary(if you have to walk on the streets and you see large groups of evil looking creatures) and painful (if you happen to get hit by a water balloon thrown from 3 floors above which eventually just bounces of you anyway) and bad for health (ice cold water at 8 in the morning on a windy day can't b good for you)!
But, its the best!
My friends and I had planned to meet up at one of our places at the rather late hour of 11 30 am. So naturally I played to Holi's. One where I was threatened( smoked) out of my house by people in my colony and the other as planned with friends!
So it was a good holi as a holi should be.
At night a couple of friends spent the night at my place and we talked and talk and talked of kings and cabbages and all such things relevant and obscure. There is really something about those conversation had in the wee hours of the morning that set them apart! Maybe sleep works a bit like alcohol, in the sense that it loosens the tongue(maintaining the coherence tho!).
We discussed politics, people, love, life, played that agelessly pointless game of truth and dare and laughed till we cried.
Truth and dare is fun either when you're in class seven or when you've had one drink too many or when you're close friends with a whole night together and nothing to do! At all other times we try and try but wonder why.....why we manage to have fun playing it when we do!
The breakfast was a dampener, listening to my boyfriend and my father discuss vaguely important things like football and beer and trying to add inputs that might sound intelligent only to be discounted by one of them or better still altogether ignored!!
Why is it that when two men meet, they sit together in the same room one reading a newspaper the other watching a football match. Occasional comments are passed about wots in the paper or whats on the telly! For someone like me watching it would seem they are oblivious to each other's presence, but little do we realize that this sharing of their passions(yess newspapers and TV) is the steady start to some high quality male bonding!!
This is something women will never understand but in time learn to admire and appreciate. A simple bond that guys form with no words said aloud with no emotions expressed can be stronger and run deeper than many a bond two women can form by talking and bitching about all and sundry. Thats something beautiful about guys for me...simple and pure.
Ahh...Have I praised the inferior sex too much, time for damage control?!... Maybe next time. For today I'm very much in love with their race as a whole. After all...What would we be without them!(Just that I wish they would admit once in while that the converse is just as true)
...And the argument continues
But, its the best!
My friends and I had planned to meet up at one of our places at the rather late hour of 11 30 am. So naturally I played to Holi's. One where I was threatened( smoked) out of my house by people in my colony and the other as planned with friends!
So it was a good holi as a holi should be.
At night a couple of friends spent the night at my place and we talked and talk and talked of kings and cabbages and all such things relevant and obscure. There is really something about those conversation had in the wee hours of the morning that set them apart! Maybe sleep works a bit like alcohol, in the sense that it loosens the tongue(maintaining the coherence tho!).
We discussed politics, people, love, life, played that agelessly pointless game of truth and dare and laughed till we cried.
Truth and dare is fun either when you're in class seven or when you've had one drink too many or when you're close friends with a whole night together and nothing to do! At all other times we try and try but wonder why.....why we manage to have fun playing it when we do!
The breakfast was a dampener, listening to my boyfriend and my father discuss vaguely important things like football and beer and trying to add inputs that might sound intelligent only to be discounted by one of them or better still altogether ignored!!
Why is it that when two men meet, they sit together in the same room one reading a newspaper the other watching a football match. Occasional comments are passed about wots in the paper or whats on the telly! For someone like me watching it would seem they are oblivious to each other's presence, but little do we realize that this sharing of their passions(yess newspapers and TV) is the steady start to some high quality male bonding!!
This is something women will never understand but in time learn to admire and appreciate. A simple bond that guys form with no words said aloud with no emotions expressed can be stronger and run deeper than many a bond two women can form by talking and bitching about all and sundry. Thats something beautiful about guys for me...simple and pure.
Ahh...Have I praised the inferior sex too much, time for damage control?!... Maybe next time. For today I'm very much in love with their race as a whole. After all...What would we be without them!(Just that I wish they would admit once in while that the converse is just as true)
...And the argument continues
posted by inconsequential at 8:19 am
4 Comments:
hey...pretty gud...pehla blog mila jahan males ki itni taarif sunne ko mila...oderwise everyone is just cursing..sayin they r wat not:)...waise abt male bonding kya bole ab....am all lost for words after so much praise...btw some details left out i guess in ur holi description:)...and da someone i miss...well..not the one you think..:)
and it was me---sush--previous comment
hey irina,
thanx
It IS indeed very nice to think and feel things, but once in a way when you think and feel to much, it can be quite a pain!:)
lol, U dint have to tell me it was you sushmita sen!.. I would have guessed from the way you wrote...
I did leave out details but none as interesting as you imagine.
I don't think anything, I only wonder ponder and ask...who
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