So, I met one of my closest friends for a night of talking, catching up, drinking and eating. At this age, we discussed current problems in life and then of course flashed back to the good old LSR days when we used to bunk Political Science classes! As usual we had loads to drink and eat as we chatted into the wee hours of the morning.
I was to meet some one important to my future the next morning, a complete stranger. And someone not from my generation!
The thing about meeting strangers is, they will judge you. And you know they will. You dont know what conclusion they will come to, though what you do know is, what you would want them to think.
I fretted at night. Thought of all the possible questions I could face, and what version of me should I be..the Nice one- yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir. The bold one - I have opinions and if you ask me, be willing to hear me out. The Diplomatic one - sure, I see your point there, and I dont quite know yet what to think about that. The Shy one - I dont have a tongue in my mouth, and there is a bit of butter in my mouth that is not melting.
Lots of versions of me I have, but the one that bounces to the surface, when meeting strangers is the quiet one, just a bit shy, but just dont know what to say type. I dont want to talk unless you ask me a question. In which case the word that jumps out is 'SNOB'.
This is more to do with the fact that if I do start talking, I turn into a chatterbox! Which is really me..talk talk talk! All day and all night. In another life, I would want to be a RJ!!
So after much thinking I fell asleep. Eventually.
The meeting never happened!!!!
And I am happy about that, coz I had not decided which me I wanted to be. So... phew!!!!