Friday, September 27, 2013

The Crestfallen Night


It was an Advertising Awards night at a Resort in Goa. Jazz music was being played in the background. To add to it there were sounds of glass clinging; people cheering each other before taking the sips of their drinks. Lights were dim. She was glowing more in that golden light. Her hair, eyes, lips, had the glow to hypnotise anyone. In her presence, it was difficult to observe anything else. He was usual happy-go-lucky guy. They both were immersed in a light conversation. But they hardly shifted views from each other. She suggested they take a walk outside on the beach, away from the crowd.They walked. The beach is a perfect place for these types of walks. The cool breeze (which made her hair wave making her look more beautiful), the moonlight (the silvery light making the atmosphere more romantic), the waves (filling up for the silence). Both were walking and had many things to talk on; family, friends, food, career, likes/dislikes, et al. They talked about almost everything, except that one thing which was in their hearts, but was struggling to come out. They both were waiting for the other to spill the beans first. After an hour’s walk, they thought let the night pass and they planned to meet the next morning for breakfast.The next morning was not that pleasant. The day was a little gloomy. As promised the last night, she was waiting for him at the Banquet for breakfast. Her eyes were sore. She was offered breakfast by her colleagues, but she refused. She was already so full of emotions. After a long 15 minutes wait, he entered the hall. He had a stern look on his face. The charm he had last night and the constant smile he was carrying was missing today. As soon as he entered, he saw her. Their eyes met. His strong gaze said a lot. They were loudly saying that they won’t trust her or rather anyone anymore. Her eyes wanted to speak but were filled with guilt. They couldn’t meet his for a longer time. The look on her face was full of apologies. He tried hard to ignore her. Behaving as if they don’t know each other.He couldn’t eat anything. His throat was chocked with emotions that were fighting to come out. But he had to control it. Emotions were not supposed to come out when you are on an official trip. He went for some coffee; just to give his colleagues some company. She had her eyes fixed on him. And he didn’t want their eyes to meet again. He didn’t have the strength to speak to the one he had loved for the first time in his life.
Something happened last night. Their happy faces turned into miserable ones. Their hearts filled with love for each other now had guilt, anger, hatred in them. The soft air last night which sang of love now bellowed in pain. They felt they had the world last night; the morning took away everything from them. The couple who thought this night was special, now wished that it had never occurred which will now haunt them for rest of their lives.

 to be continued...

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Five Failed Proposals

1. At the Bus Stop:
She was looking like a fairy in red dress. The soft sun rays falling on her tender skin making her skin glow and her hair shine in a manner as if it were given some Photoshop effects. I gathered some strength, went to her and tried to start a conversation at one of the Mumbai’s bus stops:
Me: Erm, excuse me? Are you waiting for the same bus which I’m waiting for?
She: (with a puzzled look) what? Which bus?
Me: I’m waiting for the AC Volvo bus (I thought would impress her)
She: (giving me a ‘either-you-are-too-dumb-or-stupid’ look) No AC bus stops at this bus stop.
*Failed. Finished.*

2. At the Joggers Park:
Some say it’s the motivation for becoming fit that drives you to exercise daily. Some say, it’s your Doctor who warns you and scares you about you falling prey to diseases if you don’t exercise. But then, few know that what drives a lazy guy to get up early and exercise is the girl he’s been eyeing on. She was cute, perfect stats, and a typical face of a fair & lovely Ad model. After getting a clue that I have been watching her since some days, she came up and asked:
She: Hey, what is it? I have been noticing you that you have been watching me since some days…
Me: (dumbstruck! Out of words and thoughts) ummm…nothing…just…
She: what?
Me: (I don’t know what made me say this) I was just seeing how much calories you burn everyday….oO
*Failed. Finished.*

3. At the mall:
Malls can be defined as a place where both the male and female population go crazy. Females for the reason that they have their desired world of shopping and males for the reason that they have their desired world of bird watching.
As soon as I entered the mall on a Saturday afternoon, the cool breeze of the Air Conditioner made me feel better and the aroma soothed me. But immediately I realized that it was not the mall atmosphere that was making this affect on me, it was the girl standing beside me was the reason. Yellow top, casual shorts and that magical sent she was wearing. A combo of wrong place, wrong time and wrong words can cause havoc.
Me: heyyy (with 3 y’s)
She: hey (with only one y)
Me: is the flush working right?
*Failed. Finished*
P.S.: The ‘wrong’ place where the ‘wrong’ words were uttered was near the Washroom.

4. At a food stall:
Actions speak louder than words. And Improper actions prevent the further exchange of words.
Sometimes these roadside food stalls seem to be to be millionaires with the crowd flocking to savour the junk yet delicious food. And usually these places do attract groups of beautiful girls. There is always a cherry on the cake. I meant, there is always that one girl in the group who sways you off your feet. And you vow to do anything to impress her.
She: (To the stall owner) Bhaiya, please give our order quickly…we have been waiting since long…
Me: (Knowing the owner, and wanting to impress her) Aye Raju, give their fast man..
She: (getting her order and content came upto me) Hey, thank you for your word. That really helped…
Me: (glitter in my eyes, food in my mouth) Burp!!!
*Failed. Finished*

5. At the Cinema Hall:
Bollywood movies do influence our lives. Especially after watching SRK’s romantic movies. The ‘Aashiq’ keeda in the guys gets active after watching these movies.
It was intermission. People crowding at the stall for popcorn and cold drinks. She was returning to the Auditorium with her stuff when one of her friends called out “Kiran, wait…”. So, I knew her name now. She dropped her keys.
Me: Excuse me…(running towards her)
She: (turning towards me) Yes??
Me: (in full gear to impress her) Your keys kkkkkiran…
*Failed. Finished*