And today was the first of my last ESTs ever. Last few days have seen me using nasal drops in public, download some long-awaited music and prepare for Practical exams so ridiculously handled.
One week back, it all began with a toothache. So sharp that fearing a visit to the Dentist I started to walk the extra mile. Which included giving away a huge pack of Snickers + Mars + Bounty to a friend only to find out that the pain had got nothing to do with my teeth which just to say are in perfect condition. Also learnt that all four of my wisdom teeth have found their place but are apparently snoozing right now because wisdom's still the most wanted item on my list.
The dentist hinted at Sinusitis and an ENT specialist put a stamp on it. Along with some mucosal hypertrophy which despite being explained twice is still Arabic to me.
So I began my first round of antibiotics and battling 'Steam-Helps' & ‘Cover Your Head’ rebukes. And trust me, to get assisted by a friend to take nasal drops at 11am in Rose Garden Chandigarh is good to get some eyeballs rolling. The hardest thing about business is minding your own. True that.
They say 'Save the best for last'!
And finally it's December. I've always had an affinity to it like Sodium to Oxygen.
Not only because it's my birthday month. With Dad's birthday and MomDad's wedding anniversary also falling in December it does make it all the more special. Hitting 21 this 13th and Dad 66 on 20th. I'm only one-third of years he's lived and dying to hear from him that I'm doing good so far.
December to me means to be remembered and getting calls on my birthday from everyone who throughout the year doesn't seem to care at all but this day would act over-familiar and bring up topics you’d rather avoid. They’re just like your favorite pair of underpants. Comfy but sometimes sticking up in places where you can’t do a thing about in public but to go with it.
December also means days without sun. Foggy bus rides with close-to-nothing visibility and those welltrained drivers daring to speed up enough to evoke a 'Haaye' from an insanely covered lady holding a book of hymns and murmering all through. It also means enjoying birthday just how I want to. Because I always have an exam on or around 13th. So I usually spend it at home.
I remember last year my birthday got consumed in 5th semester ESTs but I made it a point that Dad's doesn't follow suit. Visiting my eldest sister and cutting a cake there was a rather warm reunion in the spine-numbing chill of December.
I decided to stay back till New Year's Eve only to conclude that yes, I'm jinxed for that place. Everytime I plan on staying there, an old member of their family plans to kick the bucket just then on the very first day. So all that my stay got diminished to was the kids' room upstairs and those dumb computer games as my sister's room was booked by bulky grandmas with moustaches that'd give Jackie Shroff a run for his money. But I was able to enjoy dinner out once and it was all compensated for!
This December is supposed to bring out another emotion because it is just 5 more days I get to see my college. Something that just doesn't get me. I'm glad that it's getting over for I never really got much attached to it or its people and the few I thank my stars for will be there with me even after college life ends.
And getting slam sheets filled and tshirts scribbled on is way too juvenile for my taste. Girls grab a chance to get all the good stuff penned for them. I won't lie but I too had to fabricate a lot of stuff about some people I hardly knew. Words didn't fail me then which is like my worst fear. What if I just can't get it all out. What if I fail to express what I really want. Well that’s another story! I'm beyond all the “fill-my-sheets”, “aw-it's-time” and the bromance mushrooming in college because Facebook is anyway going to keep us all connected.
Downloaded Lioness by Amy Winehouse. The whole ‘60s sound of it draws me to music by the likes of Donny Hathaway, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holliday, Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles et al. Because they are what real music is, I believe. Lioness isn’t like previous seamless records by the late singer but now that it’s here I’d like to mention the Motown sound of Between the cheats, the chorus of Like Smoke and the heartbreaking rendition of A Song For You made famous by Donny Hathaway are amazing.
Right now it's time to do away with the remaining five ESTs that still hold ground to bug me. After they end on 16th , I have three other exams lined up along with a special Christmas outing with friends which hopefully won’t be scrapped considering how comatose Winters makes us all. Looking forward to a pleasant birthday.
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