Conditions Apply!!

1:08 P.M, Looney:

It’s about lunch time now. I sneaked in to write a post- not sure when I’ll get the time next. Plus, there is no net connection in my Room (erm.. can u sense the dry cynicism in my tone as I use that word? Don’t read too much into it though.. it’s more of my discomfort with the fact that I am not a hostel-roomie kind of person. I need at least 5 meters radius of personal/private space at the end of the day. Sigh. Well, I gotta redefine my needs I guess. Or brutally murder them. What else :-/)

My dear readers, hear my problem and weep (please, please do- since I have become irritatingly happy-go-lucky inside, and these matters of everday pain do not move me to tears!Aaaaargh!): When I was being told of the brilliant plan to move me to looney for the next few months, I was assured of an independent room (to put my anxiety etc at ease, to cut down on my resistance. Now that I have moved in here, beautifulllly, comfortably, I have been moved into a shared room, as though that was always the plan ordained by God. “All Shrutis moving to Looney shalt reside with a Roomie. And Shalt not complain”) When I first confirmed with my Momo about my accommodation plans before leaving for this place, I got a vague reply that made everything incumbent upon the circumstances/infrastructural availability etc. Reminds me of the “Conditions Apply” funda. All marketing schemes etc – flaunted in BOLD, large font have this clause – articulated in the tiniest font available at the bottom corner, which is the most invisible spot on the sheet. “Conditions Apply”. The beautiful utility of this clause lies in the fact that it is easy to sell your ware to an unsuspecting customer, and skip discussing the) points of the deal, which are not exactly benefits for him. But the minute the deal is done, and the poor consumer is left holding a faulty product/service, full of doubts and grievances, you smile and point at the “C.A” section. You gotta read this, my friend. It’s business.

Anywho, more than having to share the room (since the roomie is really someone quite good- almost the best thing next to not having to share a room at all!), it’s about the fact of this bitter pill being shoved down my throat hidden in the apple pie of a Lie.
Seriously people. When you give a word, keep it! Or else, do not give that word at all.
And if you realllly are unable to keep your promise due to x,y,z reason, well EXPLAIN, APOLOGIZE, and REVISE your word-ing process in that order. Else, one loses credibility points faster than Ross says ‘I DO’ or Joey finishes off a Joey Special (two pizzas…. In fact, faster than an Ajooba-land-ite can say masthai-masthai-masthai 10 times in a row) :-/


But I am not sad/angry or anything yet. Dunno Why. I was majorly disappointed yesterday though, coz the feeling of being conned and deceived (which by most parameters, this situation seemed to be). But, if people around you are incredibly nice and decent, you have no business cribbing or making a fuss. Besides, as always, I am extremely sure that whatever has happened, has happened for a reason. Something good ( if initially uncomfortable etc etc) will come out of it. But yeah, I shouldn’t have had to deal with this in such a sly manner. Now, I almost feel like that Rat in a rat trap; in fact, worse than him. Lured by the false promise of a treat hanging by the roof of the trap Once in there, I see that I am trapped. Andd … mind you, I don’t even get the promised treat while I rot in there.

Well, the bottomline is: I have no issues, no problems here really. (Hoping I get to be engaged in productive work soon!!) I just know that yesterday I felt as if I have totally lost trust/faith in my Momo today. That is the biggest loss any relationship can suffer. I regret it, but I guess I know how to deal with it now. It’s not just about a sharing room. It’s about every other word given to me, every other commitment made henceforth. I am going to be skeptical about it. And rightly so.

PS. I got introduced to my roomie yesterday (with a bolt of surprise), As I sat with a department Momo at the units, in full mind of seeking clarity on my accommodation arrangements- communicating my discomfort with a shared room, etc). Before I could broach upon the subject, she walked in, unannounced- a really happy, positive, and nice person – who spent the next 1 hour of our tripartite dialogue on the assumption that we were going to be very happy roommates together, the challenges and opportunities that await us here, as we embark on this collective journey of Looney-life. (she too had moved in here after a transfer from another unit only yesterday)
It is physically impossible (almost sinful) to even suggest problems with such arrangements. Especially when you are already a small community of total 4 girls on the entire unit. And hence, sigh. I caved in.
In good faith, lord.
Do look after the two of us.
Chalo..u guyz do well.. etc etc … (Arps, seriously, go back to studying now. Enough blog reading! :P )

God Bless :-)

When Grown-ups behave like they aren't all that Grown-up!

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