The incorrigible braggart

For the past month and a half, I’ve been terribly occupied. Spent the first part tearing my hair out in frustration, dilemma, confusion, and plain anxiety of whether or not I’ll make it to my fave B-schools; midddle part, getting the results, jumping up and down(but not much, due to some ‘weight’y issues) on getting 4 admits; and finally, the last few days, gloating and bragging and literally making life hell for my parents. But I was smart enough to stop my tantrums exactly a half day before they were about to disown me (I’d overheard them discuss how they’d had enough of my being spoilt and how they should secretly throw me outta the house the next day). 

For almost 24 years of my life I’d been this self-confessed modest person who was so modest that even a ‘compliment’ like “wow, you look very human-like today!” would make me turn red with embarrassment. But suddenly, one day when I was done jumping up and down like a fat baby kangaroo, and decided to rest, this some unknown emotion burst forth from an unknown corner inside of me like a volcano, and the brag-o-lava hasn’t stopped flowing since. The power of my eyes changed, and now everyone around me looks to me like a fool. 

Scene 1:

(Mom trying to learn sending e-mails)

Beatnik: Gosh ma.. you’re such a slow coach! To think you’re a future MBAs mom.. learn faster!!

Scene 2:

(Dad reading matrimonial page in the newspaper(for my bro, duh!))

Beatnik: Jeez.. what the heck are you reading dad! Did you read the business news today? 

Scene 3: 

Beatnik (to both parents)- I think I should go for a 2 month foren tour, you know, to free my mind of all the IT codes and IT lingo and IT everything. I need to clear my memory of all the past sanskrits, histories, geographies, engineering and cobol crap that I’ve accumulated over the past years. Then, and only then, I’ll be able to spend the next 2 most important years of my life, racking my brains over the kinds of issues that you guys can’t even think of. So, in short, I need 2 lakh rupees, pronto.

At this precise moment, something hard like a folded newspaper hit my head and before fading out, I saw my mom fuming and foaming at the mouth, standing right above me, waiting to smack me again in case I was still conscious. So much for a being a future MBA.

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Arbit news 1: I’m gonna take up this year’s Script Frenzy challenge to make up for last year’s Nano wimping out.

Arbit news 2: I threw a treat for all my girls, friends of more than 6 years, and was almost stood up by them till 4 kindly souls turned up after an hour and half. The bill totalled to 1000/-, a new low for a party of 5 at one of the poshest restaurants in city.

Arbit news 3: I’m so tired of the monotony in my life right now that I’m visiting dentists, asking them to find cavities in my teeth and visiting eye-docs, asking them if they can dilute my retina and do a retina check since I don’t feel so good about my eyes any more. When I got an ‘OK’ from both the departments, I was actually disappointed.

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6 thoughts on “The incorrigible braggart

  1. Are you really willing to come down all the way to Pune from Jodhpur/Bangalore just so you could get a free dinner? If you do, Pinkie promise, I’ll throw that blogger meet 😉

    • @Chikki: Since you know Pune well, you’ll be surprised to know that the said restaurant was 1000 Oaks. 1000 bucks at 1000 Oaks.. what a coincidence! 😀

      I’ve got admits from Purdue and Moore(US), Queen’s(Canada) and SIBM.

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