fine i broke my specs!

but this time too i did it in style,i sat on them and heard the bitter cry of the delicate frame that held the other pair of my eyes.

"u moron",it shrieked.

I simply got up, looked down and smiled at it .

"Accept people and situations as they are" ,i told and being the satvic spectacles that it is ,it acquiesced.

"Get yourself a new pair quickly ,you semi-blind fellow.Remember i was your spare one! ",it said ,but this time there was a tinge of love.

"Yes!",i said

I was almost a little maudlin at the unexpected loss,because it had served me well,for 7 whole months,before it's soul got squashed under my weight (not that i weigh much).

Also it's departure was the least dramatic when compared to the way i lost all other specs .

Here i should mention that i added an extra pair of eyes in my 6th class,as a consequence of addiction of the need for speed game .Consider for instance, the way i lost my specs in my first year in bits.I was sitting on the bike(driven by senior) ,coming back to the campus ,after doing some work for a dept in panjim.The senior was driving at close to 85 k mph."This is awesome man,so cool",i shouted,feeling like one of the those characters in dhoom(whats the harm in imagining!).

In an act of extreme foolishness i slightly turned my head back ,god knows why.The next thing i knew was that my specs went flying into the air and fell on the road,now a bike at 85 kmph needs time to decelerate and come to an halt.So after walking for five minutes ,i saw my specs.

But alas!as i was crossing the road to get my specs,a speeding tata sumo ran over it,crushing it into pieces.I saw it!That grotesque sight of shattered glass,a slight tint of red (imagined) symbolic of its demise,accentuated by the ugly goan sun.

I thought of running behind the sumo like the hero's we see in movies,but the agony was too much!

anyway ,coming back to the specs i sat on.So,i lost my specs and did not have the time to go to vasco and get a new specs.Also i was wary of getting my specs from a lousy place like goa.From Bangalore i thought.I will get it done in Bangalore.

But in the intermittent period my life was blurred!

I become a vision-erry.

here is how:

i was walking with friend of mine and said

"my god!who is this guy,he is all tall as a tree"

my friend was non-plussed.

"kahan bey?",he said

"abey ,aggey dekh,itna lamba tho hai ",i qupped and pointed my finger at the "outline"

my friend burst out laughing .

It turned out to be tall tree,not a tree-tall person.

Or consider this:

during the pooja for navratri in the aol ashram ,i sat far behind the place where the pooja was taking place .But i made an attempt ,whenever i was not asleep,to see what was happening from the screens put up.

So,i saw, what i thought, was a couple getting married and the girl taking guruji's blessings and i said to an lady sitting next to me

"what a lucky girl!"

The lady gives a puzzled look.

I return the look back.

And i realize nothing as such happened there.

Accept people and situations as they are!