An Extraordinary Friday Night with my Roommate

My professor, Ms Nazia was a twenty six year old that left her three year job at “Google” because it was not what she wanted to do. Since it was the beginning of my second semester she wanted to start with the general introductions.

What I loved most about her was she wouldn’t go pointing out who should go first.If we didn’t talk, she would happily go on about herself and telling us fun facts. This acted as an ice breaker since most people began opening up about themselves, a bit too much.

It ranged from a guy saying he had a seven second burp. And that I must say was the first and last normal fun fact about anyone.

I learned a bit too much about my fellow classmates that day. Then someone started singing, we all turn our heads to the left, then another one starts rapping to the song, our heads swayyed right. Now the whole class is clapping.

When that died down, someone blurted out, “I love drinking and passing out.” Before that could sign in, another one said she proposed to her cousins at a wedding.

At this point of time, I was bewildered and I decided to speak up before it would get so wild, that I wouldn’t be able to say anything. I went next and said, “I wear mismatched socks on purpose.” I saw a few smile. When the next girl says shes practicing for a weightlifting competition next month to which I responded by slow claps!

After that, I went for lunch with a college friend to have prawn biryani. It was very special because ironically that was where we first hung out. Now exactly one year later we sat on the same seats and we were nostalgic. ( wipes a tear) YES.

I love people who understand my silence. I absolutely love it when people talk about things that matter and feels too much and people exhaust her TOO, She values her ‘me’ time. and that is why I LOVE HER. She told me that recently her great grandmother passed away and she was quite upset. She said that she had gone to the balcony to get some air when she saw this pigeon. She tried to shoo it away but it was just determined to sit there. so after a while, she gave up and sat outside and cried. She told me that the pigeon sat with her for 2 hours. Then at 4 am her friend tries to call her back into sleep and she notices the pigeon and she told her that pigeons are considered spirit messengers. They carry communication between the worlds of the living and dead. And suddenly it made sense to her. That her great-grandma was looking over her or technically was with her for the last 2 hours. And I loved how she looked at the pigeon then onwards differently and it changed her.

Then I came back to my hostel. I didn’t have any plans for going out that night because my other roommates were busy, so I decided to stay and chill in the hostel. I went for a short stroll to buy Chicken Shawarma while listening to “Coffee break Spanish”. ( Yes I’m Lil bit too enthu to learn Spanish) Then came back and sat on my phone, scrolling through Facebook when I came across this amazing articles

and I said to myself what are the odds and immediately started researching and contemplating to apply. I started dreaming of learning Japanese and how amazing would it be to travel for free and do something I love and completely forgot to apply.

After that, my roommate decided we needed to watch a no brainer and I was all in. Then we had a classic no “let’s watch that”, “no dude, I think my trailer was cooler”, “bro I saw this trailer and think we should watch this, “Oh my god, there’s this website which randomly chooses movies for you and solves all problem ( but that didn’t help us. So we ended up watching a movie that I wanted to see.

The right kind of wrong. It was perfect. exactly what we needed a good laugh that inspired us by their very concept.

I will talk about it in my next blog. But for now, I leave you with these quotes from the movie.

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