"It wasn't raining that day,
The sun was strutting its stuff;
And just before it lost again,
It dramatised its might, still,
In plan of tomorrow."
The sun was strutting its stuff;
And just before it lost again,
It dramatised its might, still,
In plan of tomorrow."
While the usual clockwork of the entire universe, intensly manhandled as may be, was repeating itself somewhere in the time frame of the winter of 2004, I was sitting back in the iway... I was music starved. It was when we had nothing but AIR(Yes... that is All India Radio) FM Rainbow to keep us content. The power of the information superhighway... Voila! I was already thinking about home... checking out a lot of junk on the internet and chatting with random people. I noticed a very cranky nickname... .I'd heard this chicks name... Hell... we had a history... she had once tried to get me beat up...:P... I said 'Hi'...
She called up again today... She can be really stupid sometimes. And she realises it... I know it... I know it... but she would never tell me she was wrong... it's not about pride... its about who got to kick whose ass... She never gives up on a fight... But she's cute... after all these days, she's still stuck with me... that shows ya something. She fights the life out of herself and asks me to hold on to the phone while she goes to sleep. Cute. I'm trying hard to wipe this stupid smile off my face. She's really dismissive of me... just on the outside... its something she picked up from the very first conversations we had.
'I'm too bored....', she declared, 'and its cheaper to call you than call lovergirl...', and I was thinking... lovergirl... thats what you call a friend... a best friend... I was thinking a lot more than friendship and healthy relationships, and it was pretty funny, untill she came out with her novel plan of turning lesbian. Turning lesbian? Now I've seen it all. Its like this woman hated men so much, she just decided to hook up with a woman who looked like one (No... really... Natzi u lUk hot). So I'm happy... and I'm thinking... Hey... if she's calling me and not her best friend... I got a fighting chance.....
We keep fighting.... trust me... we fight over anything and everything humans ever made a word for... We had those cartoon fights... Most of them had an elaborate script which ended with the following exhange of dialogue:
"Did too..."
"Did not..."
"Yes you did..."
"No I didn't..."
"Yes..."
"No..."
It never stopped there, we both tried forward, reverse and every other psychology possible to get the other to accept defeat, and I in vain... most of the time, had to... not because I had well and truly been beaten... No!, it was much simpler... It was sexier if she won, she definitely came out cuter... and more desirable... I let her have her way... pin me against the wall... and make me pay for my mistakes. It was'nt amazing... but it was with its perks... everytime I lost my temper... she never said a word... My point got accross when it had to... well, not exactly when it had to... but definetely I had enough of something... We did'nt exactly balance each other... we cancelled each other out... Two negatives make a positive...?....
She called up again today... She can be really stupid sometimes. And she realises it... I know it... I know it... but she would never tell me she was wrong... it's not about pride... its about who got to kick whose ass... She never gives up on a fight... But she's cute... after all these days, she's still stuck with me... that shows ya something. She fights the life out of herself and asks me to hold on to the phone while she goes to sleep. Cute. I'm trying hard to wipe this stupid smile off my face. She's really dismissive of me... just on the outside... its something she picked up from the very first conversations we had.
'I'm too bored....', she declared, 'and its cheaper to call you than call lovergirl...', and I was thinking... lovergirl... thats what you call a friend... a best friend... I was thinking a lot more than friendship and healthy relationships, and it was pretty funny, untill she came out with her novel plan of turning lesbian. Turning lesbian? Now I've seen it all. Its like this woman hated men so much, she just decided to hook up with a woman who looked like one (No... really... Natzi u lUk hot). So I'm happy... and I'm thinking... Hey... if she's calling me and not her best friend... I got a fighting chance.....
We keep fighting.... trust me... we fight over anything and everything humans ever made a word for... We had those cartoon fights... Most of them had an elaborate script which ended with the following exhange of dialogue:
"Did too..."
"Did not..."
"Yes you did..."
"No I didn't..."
"Yes..."
"No..."
It never stopped there, we both tried forward, reverse and every other psychology possible to get the other to accept defeat, and I in vain... most of the time, had to... not because I had well and truly been beaten... No!, it was much simpler... It was sexier if she won, she definitely came out cuter... and more desirable... I let her have her way... pin me against the wall... and make me pay for my mistakes. It was'nt amazing... but it was with its perks... everytime I lost my temper... she never said a word... My point got accross when it had to... well, not exactly when it had to... but definetely I had enough of something... We did'nt exactly balance each other... we cancelled each other out... Two negatives make a positive...?....
3 comments:
heyy nice mann..
its reellly kool
Anuja
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