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the 'Fist' & the 'Pacifist'
Though my soul may set in darkness, it shall rise in perfect light,
I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night.
Sunday, May 30, 2004
“We will sit back and laugh about it someday”

There are various things which happen, some nice and fun, some not so happy. And as the event is happening, or soon after, we tell ourselves “We will sit back and laugh about it someday”.

Like once in hostel, we made a guy fake an appendicitis attack, so that we could go out at 11 in the night to eat at the Dhaba. We were part ravenously hungry, part the urge to do something outrageous and rebellious. So we faked an appendicitis attack, to gorge on roti, channa and paneer.

While we stuffed our faces with the food, there had been guffaws of laughter and back slapping in good measure, “We will sit back and laugh about it someday!!”

Yes, today when I do look back and remember that particular night, it does bring a smile. Memories of the bonhomie, the friends who I have not met since the day we left college.

But there have been stuff, which has elicited a similar comment, “We will sit back and laugh about it someday!!” But somehow, I haven’t been able to smile about them yet. Maybe its one of those things which will never quite bring a smile or induce laughter, alternatively maybe the elusive “someday” is yet to happen.

Hope the smile and the laughter does actually happen ‘someday’. Not in a cynical, fucked with life way, but in a warm, fuzzy and nice way. Cheers to that!