Dud Sea Scrawls The Writing, clearly, is not on the wall!

So that’s what the pundit proclaimed, "either she meets someone, or the one she has already met manifests himself before she turns 26, else no other appropriate bfs in her kundli"
Et merde people!  What will happen to meeee??

Mum checked out the pundit yesterday because she was getting desperate with the Nuka sometimes current-sometimes x bf story. Nuka has been bugging everyone with the weird relationship, that mum thought her last resort would be the pundit. Since i wasn’t doing particularly good either (well the usual ‘am so soy’ story and i have too many nightmares too), she thought might as well verify my planets and stars and moons. That was when the verdict was lashed out mercilessly on my poor mum and later transmitted to me.

Okay, let’s not panic. I’ll be 26 in a month, and if I don’t find my guy within these 30 something days, I’ll probably never find him. Oh and i hate 26 i far prefer 25, 2+5 =7 (which is odd and a nice number too) 26 is so awful age… Aiyaaiiiiyaiiii But still, 30 days and that too Festival period, I’ll be optimist for a change– I’m bound to meet my other half within those days, what say? In stock, new initiatives and implemented very fast too. Also they say 2+6= 8 which is a nice round number, makes one go in circles, round and round and… the PLANS:

Plan A: Stop traveling by Car
Asha my colleague at work told me her beautiful love story, wherein she met her actual husband at the bus stop. Eversince I told mom that story, Maa is convinced that I am going to meet my future guy at the bus stop too.
But then it’s another story that I absolutely dislike the bus. You would too if you traveled in my area’s buses…people crushing against each other, sweaty faces, vegetable bags, sometimes tomatoes flowing all around, sometimes collecting ‘baffes’ from slippers in plastic bag… Ohla… All the same, since it’s my destiny in my hands, I suppose for the next 30 days I’ll pinch my nose and close my eyes and step into the ‘future bus’.

Plan B: Head home only after 11pm
I know i heard someone say she found her bf in a pub… Oh and am so going to get drunk and party this month, and obtain loyalty-membership cards from every pub-clubs in town and out of town too. Gone are those days when i would sit in cosy restaurants with my girlfriends and whine about life…
ps: hey pub and club is like pup and cub non?? *awwww*

Ok Plan C: Stop going out with GFs
i.e rather get the girls to ‘carry’ their bfs’ friends with them when we go out. That’s how i met MartianBizarroide, my last crush. If it worked once, will probably work again non? Petit problem though, my gfs have either (1.)no Bf, (2.)Weird Bfs, (3.)I already know their bf’s friends and their friends too.
ohh merde i am doomed to stay single all my life. The stars said so already… *sobs* sniffs* and  thinking hard of plan D…

Plan D:
D says Doomsday conspiracy (some book i own), Dormir (Sleep), DONT think am going for any of those plans… Sigh @these mood swings.

Ironically when mum and my dad married and the pundit warned against their shaadi jaadi, both went ahead and tied the knots. I’m sure my mum doesnt regret her decision a bit, cant say the same for my dad though… *grin* Plan D: get back to whatever has to happen will happen, and it’ll be only for my well being. * good excuse for lazy bones.*

Back to the pundit, weirdly, he did discover some truths when he dug into my planets. He apparently told mum tht I had been through a relationship that left ugly scars and Paa (yes Maa just had to take him along–yess i wonder why too!) exclaimed too fast, "No, no that didn’t happen to her."
Anyway, my massi did that to me before once, went to dig into the graves of my planets and found out about my ex! I had no idea that these books could catch you so red-handed. I was bloody red angry that day. Nowadays, have come to accept the fact that these books have my past all written down and anyone can access that.

Oh well, tonight i’ll meet my girl friend, tell her about the pundit and am sure she’ll be camping by his place every week. When we were kids, we were so keen on knowing the future tht we would bunk classes, Ai and I, to visit all sorts of astrologers. I’ve heard of so many strange predictions by now, that any new ones leave me pretty neutral.

So long, will keep updating the status till january