Saturday, 14 April 2012
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Monday, 9 April 2012
"#thatawkwardmoment"
The popular trend on twitter these days is '#thatawkwardmoment" and there are dozens of hilarious phrases that follow. But have you imagined your life being in a continuous state of being in '#thatawkwardmoment"? Well, I guess I am now.
Its been a few months since I have been talking to someone I dearly like. And not to make myself come off too obvious as a loser, let me put it this way - "there has not been any reverse transition or retort in mannerism to reveal any sign of mutual consent to a question that was raised to said recipient, prior to the aforementioned refutation". "#thatawkwardmoment" number 1.
So, being an optimistic opportunist, I decided to stick around and hence became "The Friend". "#thatawkwardmoment" number 2, well, atleast for me it is. So, I went along this uncharted path and began being involved with what was happening around even to the point when the dear lady decided to get herself a love-interest. "Yay!" on the outside, "Boo!" on the inside. "#thatawkwardmoment" number 3.
So I decided to ease up knowing that they should not be bothered as much. "Be there when dear lady needs you", I keep reminding myself. Knowing dear lady, she wouldn't miss me at all. And so, a thought became reality and months passed without any contact. I wasn't missed but she was.
"#thatawkwardmoment" number 4 came when I decided to mend bridges and text her. Dear lady decided to label my return as "crawling back" and I accepted with much repudiation. What other options did I make myself to choose from. I was the one who instigated the second half of our contact.
I now became truly in the friend zone and perhaps no way back. But it was good to hear her voice. The best thing about dear lady is that she has the ability to mentally block out anything she does not desire or the things she consider not worth remembering. And so, much of our prior association was put in a deep freeze.
To put it short, I now am the go-to guy and recently have picked out dear lady's gift for her boyfriend, not my proudest moment to be truthfully honest. Most guys would have jumped out at the first sight of my "#thatawkwardmoment". And sometimes I think to myself, either I'm really stupid or insanely enchanted. Either way this "#thatawkwardmoment" is here to stay on for a while....unless, dear lady reads this blog and then cut off again, which would be another "#thatawkwardmoment".
Sunday, 8 April 2012
Easter Eggs and Cake
If you share the same faith as me, you would agree that without Easter Sunday and what it signifies, Christianity would be for naught. However, I am not here to rant and debate on religion but to share some few thoughts (as I always have) about this day.
Easter in Aizawl has been related to being a rainy day in the past few years. And this year is no different. With my task as the "sound guy" at church I knew I would have a busy day ahead. Arrangements were made for the main hall in our church complex to be converted into an extension where people could sit and view the proceedings live, via, projectors and videos. And I would be in-charge of that hall. An easy job but then, you have to maintain certain audio dimensions so that it at least "sounds" like you were in the church.
I cannot remember the exact figures for attendance but, I gather we were over the 2000 mark, which is a pretty huge number for a single congregation. I was joined in the hall by my fellow sound-guys and as the program started, it was just a matter of monitoring the mixer.
All the while the rain was pouring heavily, with no mercy and the temperature got lower and lower. Fortunately, the rain took a break as the service got over and let through a little sunlight. Tea and Easter eggs were being served in the lower levels of the building and I saw people smiling wide and wishing each other a happy Easter with a handshake. Everyone looked so jubilant. The little kids munched on cakes and some were deeply involved in cracking up their decorated eggs. The elderly, the reverends, moms and dads, teenagers, little children, big officers and businessmen, church elders everyone enjoying the Easter feast. Church is a great equalizer and so should it remain that way. No one too big, no one too small. All equal in the eyes of the Lord.
I wasn't planning on going home and come back to church since it was a long walk so, I decided to stay and wait for the afternoon program. While I was waiting I saw people taking pictures of the various flower-arrangements that was by now damaged by the rain. The flowers were magnificent in the morning when they came in. A friend who lived nearby invited me for some more refreshments at his place and being me, I didn't resists the lure for delicious treats.
Easter has always been a special day and personally for me this year has been more so. As I mature and learn the ways of society, I now realize that people so diverse in their walks of life can come together and sit in one bench and enjoy the day. As Monday comes, their routine will change. Some will sit behind the counter an be "businessmen", others will sit behind their desk and run the state. Others will pack their gear and sweat in their carpentry-shop. It is the way of the world that each person will find means to feed their family and themselves, some perhaps in a less glorifying means than the other. But it is satisfying to know that we have a holy institution where everyone is equal and is viewed as a MAN that they are, a simple creation that would not last a minute without Grace.
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