Sunday, April 13, 2008

13th April '08. 11:43 p.m.

I was watching Titanic sink along with my sister. Tears rolled down my cheeks as Rose smiled and tried waking Jack when the rescue boat came. Jack didn't wake up. Jack was gone. My sister said, "It's okay, Jack will come back alive." But I couldn't stop crying. Why couldn't Jack climb on the board where Rose was lying down? Why did Jack have to die? Why ??I was just brushing my tears away when my cell phone burst into loud music. It wasn't 12, yet, I grumbled into the phone.The birthday wishes continued on and I couldn't see the last
scene where Rose and Jack met on Titanic again.Suddenly an unfamiliar number buzzes loudly. I stared at the number and frowned. I hate
unknown numbers, by the way. I relunctantly cut off whoever was wishing blessings and happiness and blah blah and answered the unfamiliar number."Hey, Happy Birthday!!""Thank youuuuuuuuuuuu" I bubbled with enthusiasm and happily shouted. "But who's this?" I asked."It's Rahul Dravid.""Ohhhh" I gushed. "Oh thanks for wishing yaar.Wat's up?""Your birthday is going to be a great day for us. Yesterday, we defeated South Africa at Green Park, Kanpur, and celebrations are going on since then. Today, I'm flying back to Bangalore to spend time with Samit and his mom.""Ohh" I said dryly at the sound of my sautan. "Cool, What do you reckon about IPL ?""IPL's just money and bang-bang-it's over. But what the heck. Cricket is a business man's
game and no longer a sport. We have to live in this rude reality. I won't be surprised if hardly any youngster takes up tennis or hockey since the money is all in cricket.We can't do anything about it, except try winning each and every match possible. The public won't let us survive if we lose, right?"He laughed ironically.We talked for some more time and then he kept the phone down.

Chuck IPL. Chuck ICL. We just want Team India.

Birthday wish to God: Bring back Indian Hockey team from the dumps.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Things that happen without a reason.

This is a fictional story and not my own true-life story .Had to add this otherwise you would jump to conclusions and still not lose weight. Just read and post a commet, damnit.
Scene 1. Where it all started....I guess....
I was walking with my friends. I saw a bunch of guys coming in front of us in our direction. Then I looked at him. He was talking to his friends. He was laughing. He was still chatting with his friends as he turned and was walking towards me. I continued walking as if nothing had happened. He looked at me and I looked at him. We simply ignored each other and walked past each other.

Scene 2. After 2 months...
I was walking with my friends. I saw a bunch of guys coming in our direction.I looked at him. He was talking to his friends. He was laughing. He's kinda cute, I thought to myself as I watched his laughing face. I kept walking towards him and his gang and they continued walking towards me, still laughing and teasing each other.He looked at me and I looked back. We walked past each other.

Scene 3. After 2 more months...
I was walking with my friends. I saw a bunch of guys coming in our direction. I looked at him. A jolt of current went across my body. My lips tugged into an unconscious smile. He was laughing. He looks best when he's laughing, I thought to myself. My friend kept ranting about something, but I barely listened. I was simply staring at him. His laughing eyes suddenly turned to mine and he frowned curiously. His friends too looked at me. I started blabbering something to my friend to cover up the entire confusion.

Scene 4. Even after 2 more months...
"You know what?" I told my friend with a dreamy smile. "I really like him."
My friend got excited and gave me a teasing look and said, "How cute. Then go for him, won't you?"
I was lost in my dream land.

Scene 5. TWO MORE months later.....
I was walking with my friends. I saw a bunch of guys walking towards me. They stopped chatting and looked silently on at me and my friend. I frowned as my friend asked, "What are they staring at?" "I don't know" I muttered and I stared back. I looked at him then. He looked at me and then looked down. His friends noticed that exchange of looks and laughed and cackled loudly and were shouting his name loudly till we passed each other by. My friend's nudge and gasp of shock wasn't required. I knew, he knew about it then.

Scene 6. The weeks that passed by......
I was alone and he was alone. We walked past each other. We looked at each other, then looked away/down/above, straight ahead, but didn't dare to look at each other. We exchanged sly glances at each other sometimes when we were in the same place. Both trying to look whether the other person is looking or not. I was with my friends and he, with his friends. His friends used to tease him, and my friends giggled nervously. But he and I simply ignored everything.

Scene 7. And time flies....
We look each other. And we simply keep looking at each other. We know there is something between us. We know we like each other. But it is so not happening. Don't ask me why.