It was that early dawn and I was supposed to come alive from my slumber state however, I couldn't make myself drown in the absymal river of drowsiness the previous night. Birds aren't tweedling yet, the sun seems to be the mistress of one noble gentleman slipping out of his hand, ray by ray, the air has a pleasant warmth about it. Life has always been good to me I thought, and today it was going to outperform itself.
Special day or so it seems. Fortunate thoughts enveloped me that morning. A gleaming mask on and I stride the avenue with my unleashed Qi flow, like an Emperor in his rightful kingdom. Every step taps out confident rhythms, spreading the divine light in all three dimensions. Despite the monsoons, it's brighter than usual. The closest star is either happy to see me out today or it already knows about my hilarious venture today. Greeting everyone on this happy boulevard with an amiable smirk I arrive at the destination. Eyes wandering about for a glimpse of her as I take my throne. The strange thing is her presence as well as her absence awakens the blackhole within. Anticipation soars, Will she be here? What am I gonna do? I asked myself and it happened! She entered into my visible world.
A pal addresses her arrival and I felt like I've lost all my Mojo in just a glance. I was melting away gazing at this angelic figure. My confidence dipped sub-hell. Words came out in the form of air. Moments like these keep me from turning into an atheist. The surroundings then blended into itself and all that I could see was an fanciful image walking across me.
She sat about metre and a half from me while I pretended to listen to a folk uttering about structural theory. Playing 'Bingo', gawking with the corner of an eye I knew whatever humble intentions I had in mind, they were gonna go for a toss. Just like child praying for something and when it's really close to getting that stuff realises he/she doesn't deserve that happiness yet. Why did you have to be ultra beautiful today? I asked her in my head. God! wasn't that already awefully pretty face enough to make me bite my tongue that I witnessed this spectacle.
The lecture has passed and a new one began. By-Laws I think it was. The faculty instructed us to form groups for the upcoming project and she asked me if I wanted to join hers. Now, considering my tendency to utter wrong words at crucial moments, I was really really close to say "I think I'll pass" with a fancy ass accent that I practiced in that fraction of a second. I don't know why I would've done that. But fortunately all I could manage was a sly "OK". Success, yes! That is enough happiness for one day, I thought, but this wasn't what I had in mind for today. I wanted to ask her out, very casually, not wanting to sound reckless. But I think I'll settle for this too.
Design studio that noon had some juries where I couldn't maintain my focus on whats going on so I thought I'll visit the library and there she was, like an accidentally discovered treasure. I weirdly waved at her as I always do, took a seat with a newspaper in front and buried my face in it. A moment later find lady gorgeous next to me with a pair of books. I now felt like my heart will beat myself to death. Damn me, why can't I stay calm in times like these? It's not like she's here to literally take my breath away. I spoke to her in a confused tone, we talked about Mr Laurie Baker, a well known architect who apparently went honeymooning in the Himalayas. I declared that Mr Baker was from Srilanka to which she laughed uncontrollably. As I've already mentioned my tendency to choose the wrong words and embarass myself, this is why I keep my mouth shut. The joy of her overzealous giggles outweighed my embarrassment. I can make the same mistake forever if this keeps on happening I thought. But ofcourse it won't be funny the second time. I cite my unease a few minutes later and she bars her chuckle almost instantly. I mean, come-on it wasn't that funny either. I've heard better jokes where people disgorge their guts while they laugh and then they keep laughing and puking simultaneously. Browsing through some books for some time I then return to the studio to leave for the party later that night.
Star studded sky overlooked the path I walked along with my friends to reach the venue. A gentle breeze caressed our backs as if kissing our asses gently. I'm tippy, the coke is working with the magic potion I consumed enroute. I can see the morale levels rising within me as a space shuttle. "Greetings! fellow citizens of this planet", I said to the bypassers. This feels good, especially when talking to people is not my forte. Excited faces crowd the lobby where I try to see myself in the mirror only to find an image of Jim Carrey from the movie 'Dumb and Dumber'. I know its too late to panic now so I just act cool with my 'This is how I roll' pretension. Then I saw her, in that utopian flash, I wanted to say so much but again didn't. I've already achieved euphoria I cautioned myself. Let the party be a smooth one for this day. My moves were sleek on the dance floor, maybe. Maybe not since I noticed those bruises the next morning.
I noticed her, all geared up to leave and asked if she was leaving. She said "Yes" in that soft tone of hers. Just then, I leaned forward, brought myself closer to her ears and asked, "Would you like to go out with me sometime?" and she cackled again.
Special day or so it seems. Fortunate thoughts enveloped me that morning. A gleaming mask on and I stride the avenue with my unleashed Qi flow, like an Emperor in his rightful kingdom. Every step taps out confident rhythms, spreading the divine light in all three dimensions. Despite the monsoons, it's brighter than usual. The closest star is either happy to see me out today or it already knows about my hilarious venture today. Greeting everyone on this happy boulevard with an amiable smirk I arrive at the destination. Eyes wandering about for a glimpse of her as I take my throne. The strange thing is her presence as well as her absence awakens the blackhole within. Anticipation soars, Will she be here? What am I gonna do? I asked myself and it happened! She entered into my visible world.
A pal addresses her arrival and I felt like I've lost all my Mojo in just a glance. I was melting away gazing at this angelic figure. My confidence dipped sub-hell. Words came out in the form of air. Moments like these keep me from turning into an atheist. The surroundings then blended into itself and all that I could see was an fanciful image walking across me.
She sat about metre and a half from me while I pretended to listen to a folk uttering about structural theory. Playing 'Bingo', gawking with the corner of an eye I knew whatever humble intentions I had in mind, they were gonna go for a toss. Just like child praying for something and when it's really close to getting that stuff realises he/she doesn't deserve that happiness yet. Why did you have to be ultra beautiful today? I asked her in my head. God! wasn't that already awefully pretty face enough to make me bite my tongue that I witnessed this spectacle.
The lecture has passed and a new one began. By-Laws I think it was. The faculty instructed us to form groups for the upcoming project and she asked me if I wanted to join hers. Now, considering my tendency to utter wrong words at crucial moments, I was really really close to say "I think I'll pass" with a fancy ass accent that I practiced in that fraction of a second. I don't know why I would've done that. But fortunately all I could manage was a sly "OK". Success, yes! That is enough happiness for one day, I thought, but this wasn't what I had in mind for today. I wanted to ask her out, very casually, not wanting to sound reckless. But I think I'll settle for this too.
Design studio that noon had some juries where I couldn't maintain my focus on whats going on so I thought I'll visit the library and there she was, like an accidentally discovered treasure. I weirdly waved at her as I always do, took a seat with a newspaper in front and buried my face in it. A moment later find lady gorgeous next to me with a pair of books. I now felt like my heart will beat myself to death. Damn me, why can't I stay calm in times like these? It's not like she's here to literally take my breath away. I spoke to her in a confused tone, we talked about Mr Laurie Baker, a well known architect who apparently went honeymooning in the Himalayas. I declared that Mr Baker was from Srilanka to which she laughed uncontrollably. As I've already mentioned my tendency to choose the wrong words and embarass myself, this is why I keep my mouth shut. The joy of her overzealous giggles outweighed my embarrassment. I can make the same mistake forever if this keeps on happening I thought. But ofcourse it won't be funny the second time. I cite my unease a few minutes later and she bars her chuckle almost instantly. I mean, come-on it wasn't that funny either. I've heard better jokes where people disgorge their guts while they laugh and then they keep laughing and puking simultaneously. Browsing through some books for some time I then return to the studio to leave for the party later that night.
Star studded sky overlooked the path I walked along with my friends to reach the venue. A gentle breeze caressed our backs as if kissing our asses gently. I'm tippy, the coke is working with the magic potion I consumed enroute. I can see the morale levels rising within me as a space shuttle. "Greetings! fellow citizens of this planet", I said to the bypassers. This feels good, especially when talking to people is not my forte. Excited faces crowd the lobby where I try to see myself in the mirror only to find an image of Jim Carrey from the movie 'Dumb and Dumber'. I know its too late to panic now so I just act cool with my 'This is how I roll' pretension. Then I saw her, in that utopian flash, I wanted to say so much but again didn't. I've already achieved euphoria I cautioned myself. Let the party be a smooth one for this day. My moves were sleek on the dance floor, maybe. Maybe not since I noticed those bruises the next morning.
I noticed her, all geared up to leave and asked if she was leaving. She said "Yes" in that soft tone of hers. Just then, I leaned forward, brought myself closer to her ears and asked, "Would you like to go out with me sometime?" and she cackled again.
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