Why I did it? I don't know..
But I knew all along that I shouldn't be doing it..
I think that's why I did it.
Yeah that happens all too often with me. I always end up doing what I am forbidden to, why do I always want to do things I am not allowed to? Or do we choose to do things that we shouldn't.. Maybe that's where the adrenaline kicks in.
I have never been a big fan of "obedience" neither am I one of those who can manage to give a teacher 75+ % of their attention. Maybe if I am at my best I'd give in to 20 or if I just got my marks card, a 50. But that's my best..! You know what!? I am not even guilty..!
But this time was ought to be different right? Come on.. I actually chose to sit on the 1st bench.. I chose to hand over my cell to my teacher so that I don't keep my fingers busy all the time.. I chose to shun my needy friends in the last bench..!
No no..! I am going to do it this time! (Yeah right..) Lets hope for the best..!
In the mean time I live in the moment.. Live for all I have .. Live for all I need to make it "the" time of my life..!
The fact that I don't believe in a future and definitely live for the present actually has nothing to do with my choices
I might regret em later but I still get to make em right? And I make em only after I think them through and have something in mind.. Right? ... Maybe not.!
That's probably what I thought when I agreed to rush to CCD (Cafe Coffee Day) with three of my friends. Two guys, one girl. Two pervs, one on the way.
All of us were as close to broke as someone who enters CCD to hog gets. Yeah I had 200 bucks that morning, but thanks to my "friends" I was left with what, 60 bucks? And hello!? Who was going to pay for the rick? Santa's little helper? The friend who dragged us there had 40 bucks kept for her chocolate fantasy + Rs 2 kept aside for the tip in order to not look cheap (No comments). So we caught an auto and on account of being the smallest (don't compare me to them, they are HUGE) I was made to sit on the lap of my best friends boy friend. I guess it could get worse. (What if I had to have him sit on me? *Sigh*) I contributed to the fare of the rick too. Now I was closer to brokism.
We entered the place with a victorious smile on our faces. Showing off our outgoing spirit in our not so neat uniform.
Yeah.. All eyes were on us.
We got our self a corner..
The two declared their mutual agreement to share a chocolate fantasy. The rest of us shared a look of understanding and stepped out only to go to "Polar bear" , a more affordable place I would say. We checked out the rates and eventually read what they belonged to. With one scoop of rich chocolate in my hand and a spoonful of vanilla with chocolate chip in mouth I stepped out with him, cracking a PJ or two (Maybe they weren't meant to be so bad, he blames it on the weather which happened to be quite pleasant indeed.. cool breeze). We stepped into the same warm cafe again and moved towards our original spot where the others warmed their bottoms.. Before I could take a small bite of the remaining 1/16th of the chocolate fantasy (Not before the glare I got from the other two) the waiter stepped into to make it official. "No outside item allowed inside". Trying to keep the embarrassment off our face with dignified look we (me and him) stepped out, again, probably if we laughed over it it would make us feel better? Yeah right..!
Sure though the other two did come out in the cold to share our sorrow, yeah they enjoyed our ice cream as well. With a proud smile they walked back in.
So after freezing for half an hour we decided to go back home, parents aren't all that friendly anymore.
Ha! At least they were nice enough to offer a ride home, but ride? That was the problem.
Did I mention the soothing, romantic, perfect weather? Yeah it doesn't seem all that perfect when you have to walk back home 5km in the pouring rain. And when it is with "the" perv it isn't all that romantic either. With our arms crossed in front of our chest we walked down the wide road surrounded with dense trees.
With a laugh or two I managed to get them to walk round near my place. Now what!?
I have no idea how long it took for them to catch a rick back home. They dint live as close-by as I thought they did after all.
Dint the teachers always ask him to wear a vest anyway?! Ash said that helps you keep warm in the rain, to me the undershirt beneath my white soaking shirt was just another wet cloth I had to put for wash. They always said a hairdryer can be used for more than one purpose, now I know.
Friday, November 2, 2007
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2 comments:
Some neat work of artistic element this is. Ever considered being a writer? I hope you have, for your own good.
this is awesommmmmmmmmmmme
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