When Ants Attack!

What would happen if ants were to attack a can of red bull?

I mean, we’ve seen them take a go at anything that’s remotely sweet. But, red bull?
Think about the amount of random high-energy-producing-bull-related-things it has (Taurine) which makes you stay up! Would the ants get high? Or become super-ants!!! Invincible little things? Scary thought. Imagine ants taking over planet earth!!

Enough drama.

Half of them were dead out of consumption of the damned drink.

I NEVER clean up my room. This gives ample opportunity for me to try out such disgusting experiments. Also, this makes my room extra smelly. AND REPULSIVE.

Let me describe my room for you.
It’s the cubicle on to the right of the “room”. My co-residents are bda and mga. Both innocent little things stuck with this evil criminal master mind, who wishes to take over the world with an ant army fed with red bull (muhahahaha). Coming back to where I was… my room. The first thing that strikes you would be the curtains. Navy blue curtains with ugly stripes of white. They are not so impressive. You can also see a lot of clips on them to ensure complete privacy. C’mon, who wants to be seen while they are making plans to send an ant army to Bush’s bed room?
Ok, so as you enter the room you can see more blue. A Blue bed spread, a blue window curtain, blue pillow covers, 2 blue carpets, blue quilt, blue towel etc. You’d think I’m obsessed with blue. Actually I’m not.

So the cubicle is usually cluttered with a zillion bags which comprise of clothes, old and new, dirty and clean. They also have an assortment of other things – such as chips, apples, books, spiral bound ones with my mother’s scrawl, hair dryers, under-wears which have little or no elasticity, strange looking shampoo bottles, towels, socks and many other such things. There are a million other things under my bed – suit cases, buckets, bags with trash, dust bins with trash. And no, I don’t believe in cleaning up the mess. Its all mine! I made it! You expect me to destroy my divine creation! How dare you!

I even have pet lizards which sneak into the sneaky hole near the window. You can see that brown tail disappear especially when you have heard something suspicious.

These guys love my room man. The only thing absent would probably be the rats and maybe bandicoots. I really don’t think my room mates would really cherish the presence of these merry animals. Oh well, I should probably be happy with the red-bull-high ants and the lizards. Finally, like a fine lady once said, “You must connect with naaturrr”
(Heaves a content sigh)

Bald Diaries

The reason I'm blogging about this is because I want to remember why I got my head shaved and how people reacted to it.

Yep. I'm a girl if you hadn't noticed it yet. I decided to get a tonsure last Sunday. I had been contemplating the same for YEARS. I finally had the guts and courage to go ahead and do it.

I had attempted to do it a couple of weeks ago. The beauty parlour lady almost swooned. She started hyperventilating and told me how I had a cute face and that "Baal" (hair) was the only beauty for a woman.
"Baal is the only beauty for a girl yaar.... How can you do this??? I can't do this yaa... I have feelings okay..."
Weird.
I was too lazy to go and check out another place - I cut it short.

The last week when I was looking for a place to buy a new laptop charger - I found this unisex salon. I went there and asked if they would do a tonsure. I would've done it right then if it weren't for my rank son - Navaneeth. The jackass acted like he was going to have an epileptic attack. He started saying things like "I will never talk to you if you did this!!" (If there was something called a Drama king, he'd be the one) Though I like the little chap, I found this ridiculous. Why does it bother people when I want to take off MY hair? Is it that they would rather hang out with only "good-looking" people with hair? Talk about being superficial!

I had similar responses from a lot of people - almost EVERYONE tried dissuading me from doing it. Bleargh.
So the last Sunday, I decide. I go straight to the salon (Glam and Glitz, Chandra Layout for other souls who want to do it) and ask them to chop it off. I was a little apprehensive in the beginning. Not enough to run away though. Everyone at the Salon was looking at me as if I was a creature from the other world with eyes in its nostrils wearing undies over its pants.
Ah.
Post-tonsure effects are the best!

I felt liberated.
Honestly.
You can feel the breeze.
No shampoo/conditioner/oil/hairspray/hairdryer/clips/scrunchie investment required.
Just one problem - I was freezing cold. I kept getting a head ache when my head was exposed to air for prolonged durations.

The reactions I got were very interesting.
Neha actually said that it suited me.
Meera FROZE with her mouth gaping open.
Preeta went into shock. Lol. She kept wincing everytime took off the scarf.
Raeesa said "You actually did it?" "Cool"
I got the "Cool" comment from a bunch of other women as well.
Some of them thought I needed therapy.
"Are you okay? You can talk to me if you want......"
"What the fuck is WRONG with you woman??"
"That takes a lotta guts man......."
"You're looking HOT MAN!!"

If theres something I have done that has evoked the most diverse comments - shaving my head would be it!!!

Most of the guys didn't take this too well. My rank son decided to stop talking to me. He glared at me everytime he saw me.Some others couldn't look at me. Some winced at the sight of a bald head on a woman.
Sheesh. Like I care anyway.

I kept taking off my cap (given to me by Raeesa. One of the best things she has ever done. I'm so grateful, because, if i didn't have it, I'd be freezing to death)whenever I see someone. The responses never fail to entertain me.

Now I have people who have NEVER spoken to me, talking to me about why I did it.

I'm loving it though. I really never thought I would be confident enough to carry this off. I can't believe that I had the guts to do this and that I'm feeling good about it after it as well!

I thought dressing up like a guy with a moustache AND dancing for EMD was one of the weirdest things I've done.... till I learnt to drive an auto. That's when I thought, nothing can get weirder than this.
Now... going bald for no reason happens to be the weirdest thing I've ever done.

I hope I break this record. :)