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Tappin' all the way...
There were three of us. Walking, chatting and subsequently laughing. After all, it was Tarasha's sixteenth birthday! All of us planned an outing in some mall nearby And within twenty minutes, we reached our favorite destination... "Eatopia" Our "most preferred" place to eat! The same procedure followed- Calling the waiter, ordering some food and waiting for it to arrive. Well, after some time the food did arrive and being the junkies we are, we jumped on it the moment it arrived. After consuming a whole lot of carbohydrates, proteins and lipids, we took our respective soda cans.
I was tapping the lid of my soda can when Tarasha asked me “Does that really do anything?”
“No,” I replied, “I don’t think it really does. I just can’t open a lid of soda without tapping on it first.”
It was at this moment that I realized that I believed in scientific superstition. My other friend asked again, “Did that ever work for you?"
Before I could answer either one of them about what was the reason behind all this tapping, they started firing me with all sorts of odd questions. "It brings good luck or what?", "It doesn't harm you either way when you tap it or what?", "Where did you learn it from?", “Should we do it?”, “Is it black magic? Oh my god, you know black magic!” .
“Shut up! It’s nothing of that sort.” I said. Both of them did keep quite but I had no idea what to speak.
“Err…umm…Well, even I don’t know why I do it but by tapping on the lid of soda can I’m willing it not to be carbonated. By carbonization, I mean the process by which a fluid, especially a beverage, is impregnated with carbon dioxide. I guess, I believe that by tapping all the excess bubbles will disappear. I don’t think it will happen by magic, but have this bizarre faith in science as my magic.”
“Elaborate” demanded Tarasha.
Why is she so bossy? She wants to know everything in everyone’s life. “Well…it’s nothing but a superstition. So, chill. I mean, all of us know that tapping on the lid is doing nothing at all, besides making a slightly pleasant sound. But still, it has now become a habit for me. Like, I can not cross the road without looking twice both sides. I believe that by tapping, science will make the carbonation vanish. I don’t believe in good luck or back luck, unless you count being covered in soda pop.”
Tarasha suddenly asked, “Have we studied carbonization yet?"
“I guess not." I replied hesitantly.
She asked again, "Then how do you know all that stuff?"
"Just collected a bit of knowledge lately,” was all I could reply.
The day's end didn't turn out to be great, because it was meant to be a "Girls day out", not a "Why- do- we- tap- soda- can" class.