Butterflies in stomach..

After the tiresome and mentally-draining accounts class, Deepak and I went out to eat. When we came back, we saw the guys eating in the mess, discussing how stubborn Sangal Pandey was.(when it came to celebrity performances at the felicity) Will blog about it sometime later during the felicity. So we also joined the discussion as to what should be done to him.

Now as Satish was discussing the different prospects as to how Felicity could be conducted, a butterfly from nowhere came and sat on his ears. He flicked it and it went straight through my shirt into me. At first I did not realise it. Satti started laughing and remarked that the butterfly had made its way through the shirt. Now I was shocked. I got up and started shaking my legs and hands in Prabhudeva's "Muqabla Muqabla" style, right in front of everyone in the mess. Then I felt the butterfly flying through me. Some of the juniors were staring at my histrionics, which was kinda embarassing. On the other hand the guys were urging me to take my shirt off. (How many people dream of seeing a live skeleton?) The expression "butterflies in one's stomach" made sense. And before it could make its way down my pants :D, I had to take preventive measures ( No I did not strip in the mess.. >:P). So I ran all the way to my room and somehow managed to get it outta my system.

Overall an exhilarating and hair-raising experience. :D.. And the funny quote of the day is...

If you ask your husband to pick up five items at the store and then you add one more as an afterthought, he will forget two of the first five.

-- Murphy's First Law for Wives