The baggy t-shirts

Disclaimer: Please don’t call me a creep after reading the below paragraph, maybe you can say it in your head!

Sometimes when I’m feeling a bit low or needs something to boost my energy, I go into Bigshot’s closet and wear his baggiest T-shirt to make myself feel better.  And weirdly enough, it does make me feel better! The T-shirt is not only the perfect kind of loose, exactly to my liking, it also makes me feel like I’ve become stronger and much happier.

As you can understand, small things like this can lift up my mood easily and at the same time, small things can easily screw up my entire day.  That’s why Bigshot always likes to call me ‘moody’ because even though one minute I would be blasting him for not pouring water over the plates, the next I’ll be pampering him with a head massage. One week I’ll be so happy that it gets to a point that my happiness starts being annoying to the people surrounding me into becoming this sulky, irritated little brat for the next couple of days. Any men reading this and sighing ‘women’, I’ll let you say the same once I inject a ton load of estrogen and progesterone into your body. And when bigshot calls me ‘moody’, my counter argument for that always is a douche face as I know that calling him ‘moody’ will be stupid from my part. Believe it or not, Bigshot almost always have two moods and both of it are so harmless, most of the times, that I envy him to the point I want to be like him. The first mood is the one in which he doesn’t give a shit about anything that’s happening around him. It’s like he doesn’t want to waste his energy on things that can hardly affect his life. And he will make it a point to make sure that almost everything that’s happening around him, he has nothing to do with it.

I, on the other hand, will have a horrible nervous breakdown, If one more person asks me when I’m going to have a baby. Don’t get me wrong, there are people who genuinely ask for the first time and I completely understand their genuine interest. I’m talking here about these sad little people who constantly like to rub that question in your face, even though you have just told them a month back that there isn’t any ‘good’ news! But bigshot on the other hand will answer that same question from that same person with a smile on his face and wouldn’t even think about it the next second. It’s like he has better things to worry about than what people think or say or do.

Speaking of better things Bigshot likes to think about, the second mood he has is that of zoning out, so much so that, even if I go on a rant about a funny story for the next 10 minutes, he would end up telling me “that’s great” without even having the courtesy to fake laugh at it, clearly not having a single idea about the context of my entire monologue. The world that he zone out into is surrounded by the past Vinod, present Vinod and future Vinod talking with each other about technology, work and just about himself in general.

So yesterday night as we were about to sleep, I told him about his lunch that I’m planning to prepare for tomorrow, only to hear a “Oh that’s wonderful” after it,  which clearly indicates  that he didn’t hear a single thing I said. All I did was get up from the bed and go grab another one of his favorite t-shirt. Now, that’s what I call “wonderful”.

“The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.” – Harper Lee


Author: Lakshmi Geeth

I’m an ordinarily odd person who is pleasant to talk to. When I’m not trying to be funny, I would be lying on the floor bawling my eyes out. I write weird stories, real life snippets, traumatic and dramatic memories along with doses of unsolicited advices. 🙂