Funny strange things I am doing since I watched stranger things for strangely three times in a day. But this sudden surge of strangeness I never knew would be strangely comforting! Strange right?!
But the strangest thing I did today would break my “strange deeds” records. And it totally helped to calm my strangeophobia!
I figured, trying to write your own OBITUARY is the coolest thing that makes you interestingly strange!
Thoughts and ideas can catch you anywhere, while you are stealing milkmaid or trying to open the chocolate without making that alarming wrapper noise that draws undesirable attention or when you feel worthless when your younger brother opens that syrup bottle for you. Just anywhere!
This strange idea of mine occurred when a twig fell over my head which I didn’t notice and came all the way home with people staring at me. I dismissed since its common thing to stare at a pretty girl ( okay! Calm down! I can see your raised eyebrows and twitch of your lips) but later realised that twig struck on my oil-parched hair when my mother dismissively picked it and threw away as if she has been doing that job for ages!
After moments of stares and idiotic sheep smile,it just occurred to me what would have happened if one big bark fell over instead of a twig?!!
And consecutively “why-such-imaginations-never-occur-to-you-in-exams” echoed at the back of my mind! Sulking, I pushed it aside.
Sarcastic Me replied “this world would have got a chance to get rid of one useless being for goodness sake” and Stranger Me asked gingerly “after that, what?” And out of blue, miss.Sarcastic put it simply – “people would tell tales of how carelessly you wasted your life living as a parasite” and went to sleep.
Stranger Me made me to mull over the idea and now I am writing this!
Hey marvelous people! I am privileged to give this speech but just adjust the inconvenience of hearing it in the choking voice of some moron who’s damn close to me.
As you all know this is Keerthana, happily departed few hours ago and watching you hearing this if all the afterlife tales are true. (God! Its creepy isn’t it!) Born to unmatchable wonderful parents I am named as you all officially call but the nick names you had for me is the true identity of me and whom I have been all this life!
Just like any other girl child I started stuttering from very young age and unfortunately you all fated to listen to it till my last exhale.
My mom used to flaunt in my absence that she had no trouble bringing me up since I’m naturally calm and gullible just to shut the callous mouth of some vile people who complained about my childish prattle though she knew the actual truth!
To all my acquaintances and to those with whom I meticulously maintained my distance, I was what my ma described. But for all those people who are smiling and crying at the same time now knew me well that I was far more than that!
Growing up, through all the hindrance the best thing I discovered was the extent of impact food had on me and my response to problems.
Note to the idiot one who’s reading this aloud, don’t dare to laugh thinking that incident!
This might sound crazy but whenever I had mood swings and get undescribable stressful feelings I just ate . I always had candies in my bag just in case if that turned to be not my day.
These may be very petty things to hear in an obituary of a significant personality (wink-wink)but you have no idea that those little things you ignored have actually made a huge transformation in your life! Trust me I know.
Like many I loved books and longed to write one too. I started scribbling things which I prided as poems and stories. I even wrote stupid pick up lines! Those days are the best part of my life. Started a blog, interrupted my friends, spoiled their moods, wasted their time, pestered to read fully and comment on it. Just like that unlike my engineering skills the passion grew.
And the rest is history…
I made all the stupid things that any teenager have ever done. I took all those senseless decisions like choosing the one who is reading this as my best buddy.
I have been cruel, foolish, ignorant, unsteady and dumb! But all these huge successes in my life would have been impossible if I never made those mistakes and you busy people would never had any obligation to attend this grand funeral. Its all part of the plan!
I always dreamt of becoming an influential person and the one who would be remembered for her works and unique mindedness and most of all , for her WORDS even after her demise.
I’m happy and contented of achieving my dream though some small things slipped from my life profile haplessly.
I am one lucky dead being known that I’ll never be forgotten in the sands of time. I’m fulfilled having known that I lived an inspiring life and made positive impact on innumerable hearts . My gratitude cannot be condensed in “THANK YOU”.
I’ll love you always like that savage part of me who loved food and books like anything!
I hear you say ” she’s indeed amazing”. But hey you said she is! Can’t say that anymore! (When it hits your mind where I looted this famous dialogue! ROFL!!!) Bye for now!
To my best daunting friend : saying thank you would be an insult to our relationship. Don’t get disappointed, sad face didn’t suit you! you will accompany me soon and just like we planned, we will haunt those filthy people. Take care of your dentures. 😉
So this is what I felt deep from my heart. I am stunned how simple words can make wonders like recreating your own uncertain future.
Finished writing this I had unflinching hope. Courage. Ambition. Conviction. I learnt what I wanted to be from my subconscious.
Now I strongly believe since I know who I want to be now, the universe will conspire to make it happen!
I never expected this strangest feel after writing this would give this much comfort. I encourage everyone to try out this! Limitless Universe will go to any limits to make your desire come true…
I made my prophecy. Its time to make yours.
Until another rant, bubye…