Skip to main content

strawberry margherita..

It was a post emerg day..had gone to sleep at 11 in the morning and got up at 5 in the evening...
oh shit ..i have slept away an entire day...had to study..need to to study..
yup that is the story of my life ..i obsess abt work but hardly do any..
but had already promised friends that i would go shopping with them and so went to phoenix..
got back from shopping ,ate dinner in hostel and settled down to ..what else ,studies.
that's when got a message from bro that he is going to hard rock cafe and if i wanted to come..
You see i dont listen to rock and i dont drink..
so am never invited to these joints by bro..
plus i would cramp his style..

but that day i went..
call it post emerg psychosis..

so..i went in my kurta and jeans..with kajal in my eyes..
to a place famed for it's girls in minimal clothing..

hard rock is a great place for a date..
high ceilings..soft lighting..nice music..
because the ceiling is high the smoke from ppl's cigarettes
doesnt make u gag
and i am averse to smoke ,smokers,smoking..

my brother and sunny ordered beer,
while i ordered a margerita.stawberry flavour.
coz it is not bitter like other drinks.
plus had had it before and liked it..

so there i was in my ethnic attire ,sipping a marg
listening to a band called no quarters.
they had a female lead singer..
the quintessential rock chick..
with a tattoo on her lower back

that's when sunny said..
more women in india should be like u..
what he meant to say is more women should
drink and listen to rock..

i said yes more women shud be like me.
more women should not change who they r.
more women should be open to new experiences in life.
more women should stop being prejudiced..
more women should put enjoying as there priority
more women should have fun after a hard days work.


Anonymous said…
hey! i'm going to cali this weekend and won't be back until is the website i was talking about where i made extra summer cash. Later! the website is here

Popular posts from this blog

birthday retrospect : Lebensmude and other Midlife things

This year will be the 11 th Birthday retrospect;it is a promise I keep to myself, where I write my thoughts on growing a year older. I started writing a birthday retrospect on my 25th birthday and this year being my 35th birthday post. (read last years post  BR 2018 )
This year went by in a blur –and I was happy about it. Earlier, my reaction used to be, “ Oh my God! This week went by so fast, where did the time go?” , but this year I couldn’t wait for the months to roll by. I was in a WHY IS LIFE TAKING SO MUCH TIME TO PASS BY mode . Ah! I can feel that a lot of people reading this are going to be surprised by this. Because I have always been someone plugging my day with many things to do, I was someone who was a ‘go getter’ kind of person, so much to do in life, so much to see in life, the girl with the biggest FOMO or Fear of missing out. This year I had flipped completely to the opposite spectrum. I didn’t want to do anything new. It wasn’t like I was demeaning the act of disco…

7 things I wish I could tell my medical student self, 15 years ago

Two things happened this morning , one was the NEET (the national entrance exam of medicine) results in the Newspaper, and the second ,a discussion on our college whatsapp group that today was infact 15 years to the day we attended our first lecture as Medical students. The jubiliation of the students and parents of today as they embark on a new journey in medicine, and my own journey of the past 15 years ; the connection was like a resonance that my writing muse could not deny. What would I tell the medical student , that was me, from 15 years back? What secrets of the trade, what insider scoop could I share which would have made my journey a little less daunting, a little more fun, and may be even more satisfying? Here are my thoughts in no particular order, except as they enter my head.
1.You made it! : I think the first thing I would like my younger self to do is to celebrate , and not doubt myself. I had won. I was in. the door had closed (atleast to the medical college of choi…