Place: my room
Date: 30-2-2034
Life for me was family, friends, soccer, linkin park and chicken biryani but that was until a lady tornado came into my life; a lovely lady tornado in fact….
19 years old I was and just like all guys of my age I was obsessed with brad pitt’s wife and nadal’s biceps, staring at the mirror all day I’d wish “kaash I had those sculptured biceps too”. And just any 19 year I’d say “my foot” when I heard “GIRL FRIEND”……
It was my dad and his bloody interest in painting which was the root cause for all this mess, had it not been his desire to turn jerk into a picaso I’d have been still the same old guy who thought life is bliss without a miss…….
“Son, I wanted you to do something exciting in these holidays” said my dad. It was my summer break after my 12th “how about going on a holiday to Maldives alone that, would be pretty exciting” suggested I. “Or how about going to art classes, I always wanted to learn but it never happened. I thought atleast you would” said my Dad D… “errrrrrrrrr……What???? As far as I know my art skills I was the only one apart from rahul in my class who had the unique ablity to draw a square which looked like a trapezium, knowing my skills I thought it would be anything but easy to impress. And saying “no” to something wasn’t the best of options especially when you are planning to get your dad to buy you a bike. “ok, I’ll go” afterall it’s an god damn art class no big deal, I thought.
I ringed up picaso no.2 a.k.a rahul with a hope of convincing him to join picaso no.1 to the class “Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!!! Dude the world can’t handle two picasos at once, how about I drop and u carry on?” he said laughing like moron to his own dumb ass pj. I tried bribing him with a treat every alternate day after the class it seemed to hit the target but he wasn’t completely convinced and picaso no.2 ditched picaso no.1 in the end.
Soon after three days my art classes began, for the first four days all he taught was lines and strokes and something about paint brushes which I dint bother listening. Guys here weren’t like I ones I thought them to be; you know the ones wearing kurtas with spectacles and messy hair with a cloth sling bag. They were normal human beings just like me. There was this one human being in particular who caught my attention on the fourth day when I saw her walking down the corridor with rolls of canvas and long flowing straight hair, she was on the phone with someone and so was I with picasa no.2 and I didn’t notice her coming towards me and right there at 10.37 am in the corridor we clashed and off fell the lady and her rolls of canvas and as far as picaso no.1 was concerned I was on the ground too and so was my stuff….and just like they do in movies we said a dozen sorries and grab our things and that was when I lifted my head to see a set of the most beautiful eyes which were clearly in pain…. And as she walked off I could hear the song “chaudvi ka chand ho yah aaftab ho jo bhi ho khuda ki kasam lajawaab ho” playing in my heart….this was the song which picaso no.2 used to sing whenever he saw a beautiful chick…..oh boy!!!! I think the unthinkable has happened just like in the movies, I the tough guy seems to haven fallen for the Cinderella who just walked by.
Swear to god!!! I couldn’t even sleep for an hour in the same position all night. The last time I felt like this was when I downed 13 tins of red bull as I had nothing to do. For the next fifteen days I did everything as per the books to impress the lady and I it almost worked had it not been for our art teacher who would take “keen” interest in my paintings and further stopping me from taking “keen “ interest in MY GIRL. I did everything tactfully and stuck to the plan, sooner than later all the hard work paid off she no more gave me those weird looks when I used to stare at her with my eyes wide open.
It was just the same ole day, nothing special except for the fact that I had new cologne on me, but that was only until she came in to the class. A long black tee teamed up with a pair of slim fit jeans which showed off those shapely legs. Those beautiful eyes had a tinge of kohl on them with very little make up on that silky smooth skin of hers. Not to mention that drool worthy hair which was like a cherry on the cake. Forget me; even obama would have given up his presidency for a date with this chick. I knew I was hypnotized and there was no way I’d get out of it, my eyes weren’t listening to my commands anymore and neither was that blood pumping organ near the chest. I told to myself if not today it’s gonna be never and with all my might and courage I went up to her after the class “do you mind coming out for coffee??” she stared at me and then at her watch and I knew that I lost it but it was only until I heard this “ye, why not”.
That was the most memorable day of my life and believe it or not it was because of a GIRL!!!! Then these memorable soon turned into weeks and months and years. It has been 35 years that I have been living in this “memorable” world and still everyday whenever she walks by me she still manages to hypnotize me.
Life for me was family, friends, soccer, linkin park and chicken biryani but that was until a lady tornado came into my life; a lovely lady tornado in fact….
19 years old I was and just like all guys of my age I was obsessed with brad pitt’s wife and nadal’s biceps, staring at the mirror all day I’d wish “kaash I had those sculptured biceps too”. And just any 19 year I’d say “my foot” when I heard “GIRL FRIEND”……
It was my dad and his bloody interest in painting which was the root cause for all this mess, had it not been his desire to turn jerk into a picaso I’d have been still the same old guy who thought life is bliss without a miss…….
“Son, I wanted you to do something exciting in these holidays” said my dad. It was my summer break after my 12th “how about going on a holiday to Maldives alone that, would be pretty exciting” suggested I. “Or how about going to art classes, I always wanted to learn but it never happened. I thought atleast you would” said my Dad D… “errrrrrrrrr……What???? As far as I know my art skills I was the only one apart from rahul in my class who had the unique ablity to draw a square which looked like a trapezium, knowing my skills I thought it would be anything but easy to impress. And saying “no” to something wasn’t the best of options especially when you are planning to get your dad to buy you a bike. “ok, I’ll go” afterall it’s an god damn art class no big deal, I thought.
I ringed up picaso no.2 a.k.a rahul with a hope of convincing him to join picaso no.1 to the class “Whaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!!! Dude the world can’t handle two picasos at once, how about I drop and u carry on?” he said laughing like moron to his own dumb ass pj. I tried bribing him with a treat every alternate day after the class it seemed to hit the target but he wasn’t completely convinced and picaso no.2 ditched picaso no.1 in the end.
Soon after three days my art classes began, for the first four days all he taught was lines and strokes and something about paint brushes which I dint bother listening. Guys here weren’t like I ones I thought them to be; you know the ones wearing kurtas with spectacles and messy hair with a cloth sling bag. They were normal human beings just like me. There was this one human being in particular who caught my attention on the fourth day when I saw her walking down the corridor with rolls of canvas and long flowing straight hair, she was on the phone with someone and so was I with picasa no.2 and I didn’t notice her coming towards me and right there at 10.37 am in the corridor we clashed and off fell the lady and her rolls of canvas and as far as picaso no.1 was concerned I was on the ground too and so was my stuff….and just like they do in movies we said a dozen sorries and grab our things and that was when I lifted my head to see a set of the most beautiful eyes which were clearly in pain…. And as she walked off I could hear the song “chaudvi ka chand ho yah aaftab ho jo bhi ho khuda ki kasam lajawaab ho” playing in my heart….this was the song which picaso no.2 used to sing whenever he saw a beautiful chick…..oh boy!!!! I think the unthinkable has happened just like in the movies, I the tough guy seems to haven fallen for the Cinderella who just walked by.
Swear to god!!! I couldn’t even sleep for an hour in the same position all night. The last time I felt like this was when I downed 13 tins of red bull as I had nothing to do. For the next fifteen days I did everything as per the books to impress the lady and I it almost worked had it not been for our art teacher who would take “keen” interest in my paintings and further stopping me from taking “keen “ interest in MY GIRL. I did everything tactfully and stuck to the plan, sooner than later all the hard work paid off she no more gave me those weird looks when I used to stare at her with my eyes wide open.
It was just the same ole day, nothing special except for the fact that I had new cologne on me, but that was only until she came in to the class. A long black tee teamed up with a pair of slim fit jeans which showed off those shapely legs. Those beautiful eyes had a tinge of kohl on them with very little make up on that silky smooth skin of hers. Not to mention that drool worthy hair which was like a cherry on the cake. Forget me; even obama would have given up his presidency for a date with this chick. I knew I was hypnotized and there was no way I’d get out of it, my eyes weren’t listening to my commands anymore and neither was that blood pumping organ near the chest. I told to myself if not today it’s gonna be never and with all my might and courage I went up to her after the class “do you mind coming out for coffee??” she stared at me and then at her watch and I knew that I lost it but it was only until I heard this “ye, why not”.
That was the most memorable day of my life and believe it or not it was because of a GIRL!!!! Then these memorable soon turned into weeks and months and years. It has been 35 years that I have been living in this “memorable” world and still everyday whenever she walks by me she still manages to hypnotize me.
7 comments:
faltoo ga...im paryin,smedn li dis shd happen to yu ani...*fingers crossed*..
aah god please please fa once make muh wish cum true...
oh ya lemme kno whu dt gul is...
girls again..looks like ur facinated with them...its good, but you are getting repeative ...try something new :)
okies ....word taken guys!!!!
try sum thrillers...
a gurl again...but really gud..
hey anky boy try sumthing different re....
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