Monday, May 16, 2005

Strange Happenings....

Well it happened like this.
 
Yesterday, I along with Tall and Sowmya went for a little party. Sowmya was getting engaged and threw us a party to celebrate.
 
We had a good time chatting, pulling Sowmya's leg, and generally getting progressively drunk as the evening progressed. I limited myself to a Beer and a small Vodka. Tall had imbibed about 3 large Vodka, and Somya (being the kid he is) had a small Vodka.
 
As the subject was getting married, the discussion started moving in the direction of the subject "How strong would be the marriage ?".
 
At this point of time, I have to tell you that, I have a basic interest in Palmistry and practice it as a hobby. My methodology as followed till yesterday was to see the hands and then let my mind wander and start the reading. Well it changed yesterday. I do not know what happened, but, yesterday, I started feeling the lines in the hands before looking at the palm. I felt it being more clear. The thought flow when I read using this new method.
 
I volunteered to look at the hands of these guys, just to check, for my curiosity's sake, as to the quality of marriage of these friends of mine.
 
Before I go further, a word about Sowmya and Tall. Sowmya is basically a very softie, naieve, innocent, and very trusting. However, Tall, is a battle scared, veteran of struggles in the world. So, these two guys, have generally, a dimetrically opposite points of view in the world.  Tall is very jovial, takes things as it comes by, a fighter by nature. Sowmya is very sensitive, brooding, loveable idiot.
 
As said earlier, I instinctively started using the feel method with Sowmya's hand. As I was reading the hand, I just lost myself. I did not know what I said to Sowmya and Tall, except that, at the end, I was feeing kind of strange, emotionally and physically drained.
 
Tall, as it is a practice, dropped me home, and, as we do every time, we chatted outside the gate to my home. I was feeling very agitated as I did not know what happened. Spooked would be the correct word to use here. Tall was concerned. I asked Tall, "Hey Tall, what did I actually say ? Why am I so upset ?".
 
Tall said, "Well Machchan, you did not say any thing good for us." (or something to that effect). 
 
I said "Comeon man, what exactly did I say, what was the tone, did I sound normal ? Was there something strange in my voice ? Was I coherent or did I sound drunk ?"
 
He said, "No da, there was nothing wrong in your voice. It was quite steady. It is just that I have never seen you like this. It is totally strange. This is not you."
 
I asked him again " What the hell did I say ?", and he replied "Sowmya asked you a question as to if he would go abroad, and for that you said 'No chance'. He was disappointed with it. You also said that he has to work on his relationship."
 
As I was talking to him, I closed my eyes, and saw a palette of yellow and green. Some how I felt that this was in response to Tall. So I asked him to keep a bit of yellow color with him always. I also felt that he need divine help and asked him to pray to Pillayaar on Saturdays.
 
The effect of this incident, the whole thing, was that I had a major case of upset  stomach, sleeplessness, and stomach pain through out today.
 
I do not know what happened, I do not understand, I admit I do get flashes of info, but y'day was the worst that I have seen.
 
God Help Me!! (and Tall and Sowmya)
 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hey
i chanced upon ur blog when i was searching for something else.
But i couldnt stop myself from reading some of it atleast..just felt like saying hi...
noticed tht we share a zodiac sign too.

shilpa