This blog is dedicated to my friend, my best buddy, my soul sis, D. But no, this isn't a paean to our friendship or understanding or great times that we have shared. This, in fact, is a testimonial to my ingenious powers of "mumble decoding".
Mumble decoding? "What is this?" you ask. When D gets up in the morning she refuses to talk before she brushes her teeth. No she doesn't have any extra special germs in her mouth. Its just her policy. she will not talk. She will "hum", "mumble" and gesticulate. She will even do the sign language, write on walls, write on paper n etc. But ask her to open her mouth, n thou shalt receive a glare!!
Its all the more tough when we all go for trips somewhere..We had recently gone for one out close friend's engagement to Salem... About 10 of us in the train.. Picture the scene..
We are all laughing n talking, clicking pics and doing some general gup shup. We all turn in for the night. The next morning everyone gets up and the chatter starts pretty soon enough except D is smiling, nodding her head n then smiling some more..! Another half an hour of this exercise and with the puzzled looks thrown around, it kinda screamed for an explanation... :). And since I have been pretty used to this, I take on the interpreter's role!
So thats D for you. Mouna vrath in the mornings b4 brushing her teeth..Anyone breaking the rule Bewaaaare..U only get a blank staaare! :D
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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