Metro Diaries Part 2

Once in many years such an instance happens. Once in many years you come across a person of this kind. They appear out of the blue, and you have no idea of their whereabouts whatsoever.

 

 

But after enormous amount of strenuous research, I did locate where she hails from. It’s the famous, very well-known and much appreciated “BOMBAY CIRCUS”. And take my word on it, she lives up to the antics of this jovial club, or rather raises the bar to a new level altogether. 

 

“She” is Jassu a.k.a Jasmine Bhalla, my fellow Campus Journalist and my latest discovery. Comic timing, hilarity and clumsiness come naturally to her. A chance encounter at my internship office gave me the opportunity to conduct a detailed study on her. During this period of naturalistic observation there were many enlightening moments which could be major breakthroughs in the study of quixotic species. Ladies and gentlemen, I present before you my findings: 

 

Instance 1:  A very perplexed and puppy-eyed Jassu asked me if she could travel with me in the metro. Of course, I agreed. I couldn’t turn down an offer to study my subject in her natural surroundings. When Jassu was faced with a battle zone situation at Rajiv Chowk, she wasted no time in taking out her armor and preparing to wage war with her other opponents for a shot at seats in the Metro. As soon as the Metro train arrived, she fought her way past aunties hurling abuses; all this while inadvertently clasping her perfectly manicured nails in my hand. The battle won, we meandered our way to our seats. Once seated, Jassu recalled, rather too loudly, with a glint of mischief in her eyes how some fat aunty had nudged her to give more space to herself and her numerous handbags in the Metro. Before I could join in her giggles, the very aunty in question who had the misfortune of sitting opposite to us blurted out in her defense, “That’s because there wasn’t any space.”

Jassu responded by playing eye-stare with her phone screen for the next ten minutes. No brownie points for guessing who won.

 

 

 

Instance 2:  Haunted by the memories of my metro journey with Ms. Jassu, I pledged not to travel with her at any cost. I was certain any more time spent with her could be life threatening. But she pleaded with puppy eyes, asked me not to abandon her like that in the middle of nowhere. The kind side of me popped out and I ran to her rescue. 

Deciding to meet at the metro station, I sat back on my seat, praying to all the deities possible to make this ride devoid of any misadventure. But that wasn’t to be. When I realized she hadn’t boarded at the decided station, I stood up to look around. Lo and behold, Jassu stepped out of the train going in the opposite direction, and was now darting towards my train. Then, in DDLJ style, I extended my hand and pulled her in.

 

Well, that is Jasmine Bhalla for you.