v3 - vicissitude iii (not final version)

Sometimes people just surprise you. “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” An often mentioned, but often practiced saying. We are humans. We judge. Sometimes unintentionally, but it happens all the time. Just one look at a person, and we make numerous assumptions on their race, character, lifestyle and upbringing. After initial contact, we make more assumptions.

Only when we get to know someone better will we really know their true character. The problem is, sometimes, we’re just unwilling to know someone better due to our numerous assumptions and judgements based on sight alone.

I was once again reminded of this saying yesterday. The day started innocently enough - we had class, we went to class, and we went for a drink. While sitting there at Harmony café and sipping my teh c peng, Fish suddenly walked past. After some coaxing and persuading, she agreed to join us a while later.

Fish is a rather interesting girl. She’s our senior - one semester ahead of us in Mass Comm. Came to know here because we attended the same class in my first semester in Foundation. She seemed like a nice girl - the kind that has an active social life - crazy, fun and at the same time intimidating. And one would never expect her to be the kind that knows how to cook.

Welcome to another one of life’s great ironies: Fish does not only know how to cook. She knows how to cook very damn well. Kroll and I discovered this when we decided to help Fish go buy groceries after drinking. This led to a very peculiar chain of events - buying groceries, bringing her groceries into her house, sitting down for another drink at her place - eventually leading up to the discovery of her ability to cook.

There was to be a small gathering that night, and Fish was cooking up a meal for the guests. Kroll and I stayed and helped out with the cooking. Well. Kroll helped with the cooking. I, being the one without any cooking skills whatsoever, mostly stood there and watched. But I did turn on the rice cooker. So in a sense, I helped out.

Sort of.

We left for a while after that because Luke and Basil were at Harmony and were going to leave in a while - so we went there and accompanied them for a while before they left.

When we came back, the smell of curry filled the kitchen. It was very enticing. Naturally, we accepted an offer to taste the curry. I’ll say, it’s the best curry I’ve had for a long time. A small ‘taste’ eventually turned into a small meal. Fish brought out the rice and soup - and no one was declining. Only an idiot would.

I could speak of the gathering after that, but long story short - don’t judge. People can amaze you at times. As I was surprised by Fish’s ability to cook. Now there are several other people I have met recently that have surprised me in similar ways - but Fish fed me curry. Good curry. I was therefore more than compelled to base this post on her.

Here I am, getting ready to cook instant noodles after this post. I want curry. T.T