Raining Thoughts

           Her curls were all so intact and beautiful yesterday. Today they look ruffled, in fact today they don’t look like curls at all. She looks tired too. Her eyes sans the usual twinkle look droopy & sleepy. Maybe she was up till late last night, logged into Facebook, chatting up the day’s travails with her childhood best friend, or maybe a raanjhanaa who kept her hopeful eyes awake till dawn whispering over the phone, sweet nothings and a hundred dreams contrary to reason, for sleep can always be postponed when in love… Or maybe an exam of the worst kind? Her face looks so pale, as if drained off all the energy. Yes, an exam it must be.           As I wait for my shuttle to get to office, I see her, as I do every day, waiting for her college bus. I see her and think of myself waiting for my bus years back at the same place. She reminds me a lot about myself years ago. Thin, spirited and bouncy most of the days...

There are times when I choose introversion over all the other ‘versions of me’.  Of late I have been fluctuating between all the possible versions that live inside me, so much so that I’m likely to give the Kerala State Electricity Board (the proprietors of power fluctuations), a run for their money. Juggling with words like ambiversion, hypo-extroversion, hyper-introversion etc. for a long time now… I realize that they no longer take me anywhere I’d like to go. Introversion + Extroversion = Ambiversion Hypo-extroversion + Introversion = Hyper-introversion Hypo-introversion + Extroversion = Hyper-extroversion Hypo-introversion + Hyper-extroversion + Introversion + Extroversion + Ambiversion + (!!!) + (???) + (……) + Talking to self + Talking to trees & cats + Wanting to be left alone sometimes + Dancing right in the middle of a dance floor, rare, but that happened too +Talking the crap out of people + Running away from people and conversations + A very...