December 28, 2012

More on doomsday, my birthday

So, the world did not end. Although it means my entire future planning came down crashing, there is a positive side too to the world not ending. Let me make a list:
1. I will live through enough end-of-the-season sales to buy everything I want to.
2. Quite possibly, and probably, I will reach the stage where I won't need to wait for these sales to buy what I want to.
3. I will live long enough to convince myself to wear all the two dozen t-shirts and jackets I've bought over the past three-four years but haven't worn yet because I don't want to spoil their look. (Yeah, I'm weird. I know.)
4. I won't die single. (All my close friends seriously doubt this)
5. I have time to regain six-pack abs and pack in some muscle. Enough of looking like a pickpocket.
6. I always wanted to go beyond the green belt in Taekwondo I had earned in class VIII. Want to be a martial art expert, most probably Taekwondo. I think I'll go for it—black belt, baby. 
7. Just enough time to hone my guitaring skills and vocal chords to be the rockstar I was born to be.
8. All my crushes who turned me down (I asked out only a couple of them) will bang their head against the wall when they see me on billboards, TV, album covers, in all the lists of most eligible bachelors. I'll be smug inside. Success is the best revenge.
9. There's still hope that maybe, some lucky day, I'll get to meet Bipasha Basu. Man, I love her... 

I'm sure there must be more good consequences of the world not ending, but can think of only these ones now. And, I have more to share about my this birthday. This interesting chat I had with a close friend made my day. We started chatting online about 8 pm on my b'day. She didn't remember it was my b'day. Ten minutes after my b'day became a past date of the calendar, I asked her if she had called me. Here's the conversation that followed, for your entertainment:

Me: Btw, had you called me today?
She: nahi kia tha maine
Me: 25 December was my birthday

[I immediately logged out after this and the poor girl sent a string of messages in the next two minutes.]

She:oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
She: happppy birthday................
She: i rememberrrrrrrred
She: fuckkk
She: i remembered till 17th i swear//
She: behanchod i am
She: listen i am sorrrrrrry
She: talk to meeeeeeee
She: plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
She: i love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
She: helllo
She: happpy belted bday
She: omg omg omg
She: sorry baby
She: I am sorry.. i am an ass.. but i really love you.. i did not remember your bday at all.. cya
She: hope you had fun..
She: and i am sorry

[After one-and-a-half hour]

: sorrry

[After 18 hours]

She: listen.. talk to me..
She: fuck u
She: why arent u saying 

Hahahaha... First she abuses herself for forgetting, then she abuses me for not responding! This girl, this friend of mine, is an amazing person. Arguably, the most talented person I personally know. The persistence with which the poor thing tried to make nice and apologise... Wow! Who won't love that much attention! And, nobody has ever said "I love you" to me with so many "u"s. She can be forgiven for forgetting, for she has bought a dhin-chaik phone for me a couple of months ago. Also, she can be forgiven because my b'day fell just six days before her wedding.

And you thought we had something going on, eh?

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