I think i may be losing my mind. The other day, i burst out laughing uncontrollably about something that wasn’t even funny. The conversation went something like this:
NAn: how are we going there?
Me: walking
-queue uncontrollable laughter and dirty looks from people around me.
I don’t know why, but somehow me answering 'walking' was the most hilarious thing i have ever heard in my life. And i have heard some funny things in my lifetime. And when i realised that it wasn’t funny, i began to laugh harder and i still didn’t know why i was laughing. I could hardly breathe, walk, and at one point was tearing and healed over in pain from laughing. I think i may have almost suffocated myself.
Perhaps I should have listened to that lady who told me i was crazy all those years ago. For those of you that dont know, let me tell you the story.
So there i was, at the tender innocent age of 18, waiting at the train station with my ten year old sister for the arrival of my cousin for a day of retail therapy.
All of a sudden without warning, this little middle aged woman shouts at me angrily from a far. I turn around, and go "huh?", then I look around and realise, okay, this lady's a little bit kuku because she had just been done shouting at someone else. So i break eye contact and go and stand against the wall.
But like some sick twisted horror movie, she follows me and continues hurling abuse at me. i must say, she had a very impressive colourful vocabulary of explicit words. i try not to look at her and urge my little sis to do the same. But she comes right up to me, and stands 2 inches from my face wildly waving. Me, being tender and innocent, i still stick to my master plan of trying not to look at her ( which is a bit difficult when someone is right in your face). I look around with pleading eyes at the able bodied men standing around. But NOOOO, nobody helps me. hmph. shivery - they were right when they said it was dead. This added to my list of why i think men are useless. but i digress, we shall talk about why i have lost faith in the male species another day.
And then, she hits me! (okay, it wasn’t really hard, I have probably exaggerated this part a tad bit when i recounted the events in the months to come. she barely nudged me, in fact i think it may have been un-intentional because she was waving her arms around like you would expect a crazy person to do) but because I got spooked i hit her back, threw out some vulgarities for impact and ran for it.
By this time, my sister, had abandoned ship. she was shouting at me from a far ( Run sab! RUN!) - i know i can count on my sister in times of crisis.
so for those of you whom i haven’t lost, and have made it through to this point of my very slightly exaggerated story, well done, because this is the best part. the punch line.
So i run to the control station, i tell the person at the counter, that perhaps they should call security because this woman is harassing me. but low and behold, our crazy friend, comes up from behind me and tells the person that i have been trying to get to help me that I, ME, Sabita karapan, is the crazy one, and that i shouldn’t be listened to. She turns to me and triumphantly says, 'nobody's gonna listen to you.'
Laugh. Laugh all u want.
So it was my word against hers’ to who was the one that was bonkers. You know you've hit a low point when u can’t convince somebody you are sane. Yes. my life is a few clowns short of a circus.
So coming back to my point, perhaps she was right. She clearly had foresight. Maybe i am the crazy one.
