The origin of Joy

So here we are, I am out of action for a week with a non-existent right back. Lifes been very tough through past few months , where despair, hurt , losing grip , pain become the words to describe oneself. It’s a pity that it turns out like this, so in times like these it would be nice to write a little thing about the word “JOY”. I have the shrink playlist on …… so I am in form.



“JOY” is a three syllable word , do we call it syllables ?? Any way I don’t care about it. JOY is a common English word used by French Canadians. Before I write more about JOY we must describe a French Canadian.
French Canadian def : It is a rare species found in the northen part of the world. They are by default strange. These homosapiens like to have salami, cheese and bread as a staple food. These species carry a very divine mug which has had a mysterious number of alcohols like rum , whisky or coffee and sometimes very rare in fact to be in statistical point of view its close to zero , it is filled with water. If a person is seen without the divine/ holy mug he is not French Canadian but plain Canadian.

So now that we are familiar with the definition we can move forward in defining “JOY” . Its funny that we don’t know longer use Joy instead we use PRADYUMNA. Pradyumna in itself is a rare exception. Its unfortunately is my name which is apart from the official passport and official transactions never been used. Infact sometimes I don’t even respond to it when it is called. I had nick names all my life tonoi (my official pet name @ home ) , tinks (college) , prody, pradi , don pradi and the very common one used here Prady. This name was given to me by my mentor as he found it very difficult to say “pradyumna lets go out for nation, lets go bottoms up” Pradyumna itself sucks out half of your energy.



So Joy alias Pradyumna was invented in those trips , I think the Norway one. It was well invented by who else , one doenst even have to guess “kamil”. It was the hike to the top of Bergen when these crazy French Canadian had to change his dress like once after every 2 minutes or so. The reason being that he had whisky in his holy mug and then his body could not adjust to the changing temperature. So that’s how it got invented.



This semester we fielded a korpen team with two Turkish girls , Secil and Merve. (we were so desperately looking for girls to be played in the korpen). It was as usual all the things happen in life totally accidental when they just came to practice for the first. And me as usual have no manners was very straight forward “hey hi ! you play good, would you like to play for league in our team which is not yet being formed yet. And btw my name is Prady” So surprisingly they agreed that very moment. So the next thing was to find a name. Well as usual people came up with lame names like “backstreetboys, step up and blank(that was my suggestion). The other lame name I ever heard was in a volleyball tournament with a team named “ two Swedish students and one exchange student” in Swedish.

Yes, yes there are some super lame people here existing on planet earth. But finally we agreed on “Shovel Handle” as suggested by the French Canadian. By the its not “Shovel Handle” instead it is “Shovel Andle” another common trait of a French Canadian is misplacement of the letter H. In the first match we were totally confused as what should we use as catch word so we narrowed down to “JOY” as that what we get by playing while playing volleyball or any other sports but the French Canadian had other plans and the team decided to go with “Pradyumna “ instead. Its kind of weird for my to shout my own name. Some time if there was more Joy for example there was an excellent point made everything would go like “pradyumna mahanta” with no synchronization. The good thing about playing with the French Canadian is that he doesn’t thinks in fact he doesn’t think at all while playing, he plays for just playing and that is a very very good motivating factor to play to have fun to have joy to have pradyumna all the time wherever you play. We have two excellent girl players in our team which is such a pain to find now. Secil can set any ball any where anytime and merve is although a bit lost sometimes, is a very good attacker. Its funny that when we play i usually talk like “ hey what about whisky this week end ?” “damn losing points but how about wine and trying out space cakes in Budapest!!”. So its always JOY when two crazy guys who absolutely talk shit play in the same team. I don’t know how JOY its for the other team members. We have till now won all three games so far but last one was too close for comfort!!!
An example of joy as what exactly is like

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4

The games remind me of another person I need to write about ohh yessss I surely need to write about my fellow Shrink , lets just call her miss “E.S”. Miss E.S is from the outset you can say a perfect bossy person. Now first we go through in defining bossy
bossy1
adj bossier, bossiest
Informal domineering, overbearing, or authoritarian
bossily adv

bossiness n

Miss “E.S” has all the above qualities. Yes she does. She cannot take a “No” ohh that’s a long shot infact she cant even take a suggestion. Miss E.S has all the so called German qualities. I pity her future better half, he sure is in big trouble.
But despite all these so called dominating factors she also has a hidden side a very womanly side that no one knows. As usual everything happens just, accidently I stumbled on it accidently. It was just the answer that she gave to me to my causual “hi” that I came to know about it. I for a change give her advices and every time I give her advice it reminds of the character George downes form the movie “My Best Friends Wedding”, or “Gigi” as I now call her now a days. She surprisingly has same issues but the difference is being she is blonde, twice as much me and less smart. She is a part of a secret society called the “shrink society” which by the way has its own spotify playlist. The other member you don’t even have to guess he is there everywhere by default. Me and miss E.S. are in a team as well the shrink team we try to hold each other’s back, sometimes it becomes very difficult when we both are at level 0 , in other words that is the level where we both are fucked by life and sometimes in level 1 that’s the don’t care state and it’s a state of awesomeness. But yes “LIFE HATES US” is the motto we live by. Well if I had not signed the confidentiality clause there would have been many many funny incidents that could have just made people say “Their life is a joke “. But sadly those things are not to be mentioned. Maybe in ten years time when I have the permission to do so and when life no longer hates us I can come back and write about it,

Yesterday was one of the worst days in my stay here , I quit playing before because I was hurt so badly , even though it is a very common feature but not this bad. I feel the only last remaining joy is being taken away from me. But I am Joy and its me and I will fight back for it and soon it will be same old Mr Awesome again. Well I hope to be old me again maybe, like the beatles say “with a little help from my friends”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBDF04fQKtQ