of sleeptalking roomies

sleepy roomie, talking in her sleep
sleepy roomie, your kinda scaring me 
sleepy roomie
I don't believe you, conversing in ur sleep
gesiculating and emoting deep
Mercy!!!!!!
 
2 am , me tossing and turning in my bed,rexy fast asleep probably dreaming about lallu, the dog she hasnt yet bought....i turn around,stare at the wall for inspiration ..and suddenly very strong tap tap on my shoulder...had i not been lying down id have jumped up.rexy is sitting in the middle of her bed, half a maniacal smile on her face..
"wheres everybody...wheres K,P,J??"
now iv recently met all of K, P, J but im confused..."err.. WHAT??"
"yah...wheres lallu??"
ok...so shes talking in her sleep...i decide to have a little fun...im bored after all.
" they are all sitting over there, in the drawing room"
"where??"..comes the nasal whine..."im supposed to meet them after school"
considering shes left school some 30 years back...i can barely control my laughter...she's cute even when she's asleep.
"sweetie, they are right  there, even lallu"
she smiles, obviously not all her grey cells are asleep.."your horrible...dont be mean na" and she goes back to sleep.
 
some years back, pandu, my roomie kept trying to protect her non-existent precious pack of chocolates in her sleep from ppl who obviously wanted to eat them. She kept shouting from her bed, middle of the night,asking them to get lost from her cupboard where she had stashed them.
And i just didnt know what to do. Poor thing badly wanted her brothers to send her some firang chocos instead of diwali mithai.

guilty conscience pricks the mind

What if you were a compulsive shoplifter.And knew about almost every trick in the book to steal things without anyone noticing you.And then you had a shop of your own.Wouldnt you be suspecting every customer who walked in. Wouldnt there be fire alarms ringing in your mind at every harmless move the shopper made??
 
On the other hand, if you were one of those really nice people who couldnt harm a fly,wouldnt you easily trust people, always give them a benefit of doubt.
 
Wouldnt your ability to trust people be a function of how trustworthy you are??

and while we are still fresh with my classifications, of all the types i like the IFFE ones the best.They make each day ..nai each second of existence worthwile.
narial pani and gadi-gum-jayega, my favourite IFFE's.
about whom i shall continue writing once i switch over to my SAS screen and type a few characters, cos nanajar haug's given me the 18th oh-i-see-ur-busy look.
 

The good samaritan

There are diiferent types of people.the loud ones and the silent ones. the visible ones and the not so visible ghostly ones ;)...the meek and shy ones ,the ever-ready-to-offer-opinion ones, the im-hopelessly-lost ones the i-laugh-at-everything ones and the ubiquitous  i-fall-for-everything one .The list just goes on.And if not anywhere else , youd always find a generous mixture of all these types on any train journey.
When all these elements come together, you get the choiciest bhelpuri served on board!
This time on my way to bby, the I-H-L was a college grad.And from the moment he dumped his luggage , he was trying to make meek conversations which would lead to tips on his pending mba interview.The bachcha must have been really freaked out, and this was probably his lucky day, cos traveling on board was one a  mighty mr.E-R-O-O!!
In 2 secs flat everyone in the compartment knew that Mr.Eroo had done his bachelors from iit, his dad was a proff there, and had done some post grad from MIT.Apna IFFE almost sat down at his feet, begging for guidance.
IHL:      "what kind of questions do you think they will ask"
EROO:  "ohh all kinds of questions. they know everything.they will ask you things you things you know  about and they will ask you things you dont"
IHL:      "so what should i do if i dont know something"
EROO:  "oh man, you have had it.Make a guess, any wild guess. They just want to see how much pressure you can handle.For eg, what is your hobby?"
IHL:      "err...surfing the net, hanging out with friends.."
EROO:  "ummm, what music u listen to"
IHL:      "kuch bhi..pop..rock.."
EROO:  "favourite singer kaun hai"
IHL:      "err..britney spears???"
EROO:  "uska bdday kabhi aata hai"
IHL:      "nai maloom"
EROO:  "wohi tho...abey nai maloom bat bol.kuch bhi bol dena..interview panel me unko sab kuch aata hai par yeh sab nai pata hota hai...bol dena 26th june"
IHL ..really excited at this amazing tip..."theek hai"
EROO:  "britney spears ka boyfriend ka naam pata hai??"
IHL:      "nai pata..par kuch bhi bol doonga, koi fight nahi"
EROO:  "abey nai yar, HT me roj aata hai..yeh tho sabko pata hai..koi timburlayka hai"