Brat...

"You are quite a brat" she said
Now I have heard that one before ... its just that this time I was semi naked and lying on my back with gel all over me...

I have been charged with being a lot of things from time to time ... A bunch of people think I am a snob ... Something I vehemently deny ... I like to think of myself as a son of the soil ... A grassroots person ... Someone in touch with the masses ... But this does not mean I like to take foreigners out for a 2 hour tour of Dharavi ...I am a Son of the soil not Superman ... I can catch germs and diseases ... Plus I don’t think Dharavi is a true depiction of India ... So when my plan of showing them the slums from the rooftop restaurant at The Orchid was shot down , I bailed out and was labeled as a snob ... Whatever ..

I have also been told that I am high maintenance ... I would like to add that this comes from certain friends of mine who have turned cheapness into a form of art ... Last night , I was in charge of booze procurement ... Now when you ask Ford Prefect to bring the alcohol , rest assured you shall be spending the night consuming the good stuff ...It might pinch your wallet a little , but you cant put a price on getting wasted on scotch with friends on a Monday night can you ... And its only befitting that you show some respect to a finely blended and aged product and have it in a crystal glass polished to a shine ... Well the sponsors of last nights binge did not share my views and were quick to label yours truly as high maintenance...

The most bizarre accusation however was made over the weekend ... I was called a quitter ... Now the events leading to this were quite interesting... I had an awesome time this weekend meeting up someone I was looking forward to meeting a long time ... And true to my expectations , I had a blast ... So after a round of drinks , a heavy dinner, a sizzling brownie , a banofee and something the menu called 'Death by chocolate' , I was more high on sugar than on the alcohol ... decided to burn off some of the carbs with a long walk on carter road and by the time I dropped her home , my phone was already ringing and I was summoned up to the HQ for a detailed report on the encounter ... That is when I was called a quitter and a bad finisher... In fact at one point in time, I was asked to leave coz I had apparently brought shame and disgrace to the whole group ... I didn’t even know I was in a group until then!!! ... I had my revenge on Monday night when I made them pay through their noses for the expensive scotch...

I am accustomed to people judging me without fully comprehending all facts of the case ... Its a lil irritating , but I know that at the end of the day , you take that from people you know wont ever give up on you ... And those are the people you hold on to no matter what ...

Before I close ... She called me a brat when I listed all the broken bones and stitches I have had in life ... The reason I was semi naked and covered in gel is coz I was having my ECG done ... Aren’t you ashamed of yourself now ???