The New year Takes off..!!!!

The new year was ushered in at the break of dawn.The chirping birds..the cool winter breeze...the bright green leaves...the small dew drops...the first sobre sunrays and my sleepy heartful smile...gave the year a flamboyant welcome.
As I stretched my body, and came out of the bed, I swiftly said my prayers, and reaffirmed my resolution of the year, and 'thud!' jumped out.
Somewhere inside, i was not filled with complete energy. Courtesy - my mom was not in town, secondly my sweet little granny had just been out of danger, from an unexpected health problem. So that anxiety was still persisting somewhere. But i had decided to make it a lovely day.
After my sumptuous break fast, cooked by my dearest dad, i left for CSS - Centre for Social Service, where i teach a bunch of girls, every fortnight. I had promised that i shall come to see them.
They were delighted to see me..and i was wished 'happy new year' and my hand was shook by 45 hands..almost all at once :) I spent a few hours with them, and rushed to my cousins' place as i had promised to come along with her for a movie - ghajini - a remake of tamil to hindi. To be very honest, and unbiased, I preferred the original. The Hindi one was a little boring. First because, it was a repetition - second , surya the tamil hero - being my favourite, i cast my votefor him ;) - thirdly my cousin, as though she didn't know i was unable to enjoy the movie, like a back ground music, began her comparision with the Tollywood and Bollywood industry, where she was against the former, and that infuriated me.
Being a South Indian , i was furious on the unnecessary comparision about 'telugu and tamil heroes vs hindi hereos' 'telugu and tamil songs vs hindi songs' 'telugu and tamil direction vs hindi' etc etc etc. Some of it might have been true, but i was not ready to take it.
A couple of days back, i had received an invitation from my uncle for a concert on jan 1st at Ravindra Bharathi (Hyderabadis will be aware of this conventional hall).
The concert was 'ila paata', which means 'whistel song'. Yes you are imagining it right. The music expert, Mr. Siva Prasad, sang song through whistles. He whistled all the Indian raagas, with the Carnatic orchestra. I was suppose to go there in the evening, and I rushed there after the movie.
I was not very much welcoming the idea, of going, as i was dog tired. But to keep up the promise i rushed. I was already late, and i badged inside. I was expecting my school friend too, when i immediately found her, I hurriedly went and sat beside.
looking at me, she gave a splash smile - meaning a smile that dissappears faster than it appears. 'you are late' she whispered. It sounded more like a hiss. 'I am sorry, I was late' I whispered back. ' I know. I just said the same, if you remember.' she hissed back.
The concert was very soothing and so was the A/C. We listened in silence for sometime.
My friend was hungry and she urged me to go out and eat something. All through our small walk, i explained my friend the reasons for my delay, and patiently told her about my ''not very excited. but quite happy' mood. When we reached we ordered for juice. Being a small place to sit, we decided to just stroll around as we drank.
We both are very good friends actually. We don't meet many times, but when we do..we have an infinite list of things to talk about. Being a vociferous speaker, I was excitedly narrating things to her with animated expressions, when i was interrupted by a 'madam' addressal. When i turned back, there was a boy in blue pants and shirt, with a napkin drooping over his shoulder.
Yes, he was the server boy of the hotel. I for a second, thought, if we had ordered for something and he had got it. But we had not.
My friend, also perplexed, asked 'yes?' Now looking at me he asked " Are you a film actress?". I was taken aback. My first attention went to my dress. no i was not dressed gawdy. A little hesistant by the question i replied ' no i am not'. He continued "No madam, you look like one. i feel i have seen you in a movie ' This time it was a jolt for me!! "ha ha ha ha me?!!Good gracious!!" i thought inside. But outside I maintained a balanced expression and nodded my head as no. He too nodded his head, in a way you do when you are disappointed about something, and slowly left the place.
My friend was watching me from the corner of the eye, when our eyes met, we burst out into laughter.On our way back she said " kyaa yaaar..okka rojulo heroine huh??!" (what's this heroine in a one day). I was smiling and said to her " Whatever it is lady...i don't know if he was kidding me.But this incident made my day!!" Our discussions, titled on to many other things...and we reached the hall, listened to the concert for a while and left.
That night when i reached home, I got a call from my mom saying my sweet little granny was getting better. On my bed, before i bid adieu to the new year's first day, i thanked two people.
One was my mom, for giving me a good news about my granny.The second one was the server boy in blue pants, who mistook me to be a heroine. :) His prank, (if it is at all, because through his face it genuinely seemed that he mistook me for a heroine;))gave in some kind of confidence. It just made me happy.
And am sure, this new year for me, will be memorable one in a quite different way..!!!!