Note: If you have started reading this note then you have to make 5 other people to go through the same torture or else an angel dies in heaven.
Here goes,
(Donno why it happens with me, but again I got myself in a crazy train journey, and I m calling it crazy coz of the crazy person I met(or was forced to meet). Below is the description of the same…)
Nothing interesting was happening so I sat facing the gal sitting on a distant seat and started writing a few lines just to get her attention( Don’t ever try this trick…lamest of all…in the end of the ride I came to know about my stupidity ). So I wrote …
Wish I was the air,
And played with your hair,
U move, U see, U incept and fill,
My head with a sabbatical will….
U see, i am not a poet in any retard’s far-fetched thought, I just do it coz it’s easy to pose by putting some rhyming words in the end of some sentences. So as i was busy finding some interesting words to continue my so called rhyming, gals’ attention catching smooth tool, more popularly known as a poem, suddenly a voice caught my attention.
” Air, Hair..fill, will. Is this a poem? Why do people write these idiotic things?” the guy lying on the upper berth said.
Though I was infuriated by his comment, I still tried to avoid an argument by saying ” Its an expression of feelings, but then again it’s a free world, U r free to have your own perception and opinion”
“Oh…feelings…hmmm..And what sort of feelings can be described in a …poem?”
Without smelling the intended sarcasm in the voice, I replied” Ah… Any feeling man! Love, hate, jealousy, pride…anything. Tell me the best feeling you had in life and I will write a poem about it!!”
He said” And it can be any feeling?”
“Yeah sure .Just name the best feeling you had”
“okay… well… when I pee and suddenly a cool breeze hits me and makes me shiver for an instant…I just love that feeling”
Me-( Blink Blink)
He- (Blink Blink)
After a ridiculously long pause of 10 seconds he said “So r u going to write about it?”
Me- “Look man…whoever you are…I was never interested in talking to you. So u can just stop making fun of me and let me write”
He-” Dude u got me wrong…I really don’t get it…u asked me about the best feeling I had…I told u..I am sorry if it was disconcerting in any way”
Me- “Man.. c’mon!!..u mean that was your best feeling”
He – “err…yeah.”
Me- “Okay ..ok…forget about it…just tell me about the best moment u had in your life…and I will write a poem about it…(hopefully)”
He- “The best moment… u mean when I was really elated.”
Me- “Yup! Same”
He- “Well..I was in a hostel…and we guys had to share a toilet there…once I was really in a hurry to get relieved but a guy pushed me and got into it first…so for next 2 minutes I sang National Anthem outside to make him come out and let me use the toilet first…loved that moment”
Me- (Blink Blink)
He- (Blink Blink)
After another stupefying pause…I closed the note book and said- “I was kidding man…I am not a poet”
Disappointed, he replied- “Oh..I really thought that u were a poet…no one has ever written a poem about me… ..anyways it was nice knowing u… first let me use the toilet…then we will continue our conversation once I return..”
He walks away.
I throw the pen out of the window.
The gal sitting on the distant seat exchanged a glimpse wid me.
P.S- Not the end of the story… Coming soon “I QUIT WRITING”…just wait for the guy to come back from the toilet!!
P.P.S- Why was the ‘poem idea’ lame for attempting on that gal? Wait for the next post…the ride is not over yet.
P.P.P.S-
Long wait, an err,
Inflated bladder,
A breeze and the reducing tension,
A shiver and a moment of elation.
Comments
dude!!! you know what ?? when u are confused u tend to pen down thoughts whateva comes to your mind first!! bt this?? i mean its gud, bt toilet.!! bt gotta say on thing !! u added some nice feeling to that word…!!! gotta say that the post is very random and few lines are very funny and intersting!!
this is not yr best, bt acceptable…i xpect more and more..!!
Finally , the world is partially safe… bt ws funny…
jst partially…until the sequel comes…!!
i think …..pulkit is right….(actually not in d mood to write all those blah blah……so in short he is right abuot ur post)
yup..i knw…newayz.. atleast its smthng new…
wonderful humour… loved it….. shud’ve reduced d ‘upper’ guy’s lameness a bit…
But yea, this 1 felt like reading a short story of archer…
Finally man…sm1 liked it…thnx bro(The person, 2 comments abv urs.. ‘Bro’.. is also related to u..n she is also bro…frankly speakin its gettin confusing out here…
!!
only u can think like this:) …but still i must say it was really fun to read this…waiting for d sequel
Thnx di!
hey quite a funny piece wid all the details required abt u knw “relieving urself”.humorous
Wow!! this is awesome!!
I loved the wonderful feelings of the upper berth guy..
I feel you have portrayed the poet as yourself and that upper berth guy might be the DBA in you (very languid)..lol!!
Eagerly waiting for the guy to come back from the toilet!!
Hey..thnx John…considerin the angle that u took…i guess we shud start writin in partnership….btw u js gave me an idea..in next post.. will rip on the job profile…!!:P
and its gone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
u r awesome im laughing like anything…..i loved it….blink blink:P
Thanx monika!!
a very captivating piece of humor.. n loved d end
PPPS definitely showcases ur skill of…U R AWESOME…