Twisted Tale

So, there was a cute guy I met at the airport. He was tall, lean built, with a wheatish complexion standing ahead of me while I was waiting for my turn to reach the counter. The line was as long as an anaconda and was moving at a snail's speed. 

At the counter, the lady was trying to make sure she didnt have to pay for excess baggage and tried to reason out with the ground hostess, while they had their conversation which was going no where, I looked around and tried to ward off my boredom. Just then, a white guy came my way and asked me something in French, I gave him a blank stare and was going to say that, I didnt know the language, when the guy in front of me spoke in French and helped the man. The guy, well, I didnt know his name, spoke in a deep delicious voice. He looked so .... CUTE!!! But he turned in front and didnt look back again.

After a while he turned back and asked me the time, I mean how silly was that, he was wearing a Piaget watch and I refused to believe that anyone who would spend a fortune on that watch would have no batteries in it. Oh well, im a nice human being , so I gave him the time. Consequently, we started to talk. In the course of our conversation,  I asked him why was he standing in the Economy line, he was taken aback by my blunt question. I felt so stupid, just because he is wearing a piaget watch doesnt make him the Prince of Brunai.

He looked at me with that questioning look, and I just gave him a weak laughter and changed the topic to, Paris. I asked him where in Paris did he live, since we both were heading there. But before he could answer, we were interupted by the anouncement which said that our flight due to some technical reasons had been delayed. There was a hue and cry at the counter, but soon the situation was taken under control. 

Finally we reached the counter and got our boarding pass, I saw his passport was navy so I thought that he must be a French - American since their passports are just like our Indian in colour. He left with his boarding pass and after I got mine, I went to find myself a seat. My legs felt weak, standing so long in that horrible que.

Just when I was trying to locate the cute guy,  I spotted his LV bag. Wow he must be really humble to have that kind of money and travel in an Economy class. As my eyes lingered on him, I saw that he joined a lady and a small child. Looked like he was travelling with his older sister and his nephew. 

I saw him coming my way and I busied myself with my bag. The lady sat next to me(damn her) and the cutie went off with the little kid. As, our flight was delayed and I was curious to know about the cute guy, I started a conversation with the lady sitting next to me. 

As I said a hi, the lady excited replied back in a very pronounced Indian accent. And within 10minutes, I got to know, that she was going to Paris to meet her brother - in - laws family. And that the cute guy that I had been eyeing was her HUSBAND(ekks) and they had a 2 year old son. I suddenly had a shiver down my spine and when I saw the - well not- a cutie anymore-  again, she proudly told me that she had gifted him that watch which was from chor bazaar for 500 rupees and the fake LV bag was from her aunts shop called Lalita Vasundara. And no, he wasn't was a French nor American but an Indian whose name was BHUVNESH KUMAR DARUWALA.

 Suddenly, it felt as if BRAD PITT had changed to a BHUVNESH, all my attraction towards him vanished and I smiled at them politely and took my leave on the pretext of getting myself a novel from the bookstore. And from that time till departure, I made sure that I was nowhere near them. None the less, it was a funny experience. LOL.

Two Faced

Dreamers belong to a different land,

Where sand castle’s firmly stand.

 

Life is rosy and goes as per their plan,

Love blooms, spreads and has no life span.

Eternal is happiness,

As there is no feeling of sadness.

Until one fine day,

A chilled bucket of reality is thrown their way.

Happiness vanishes as fast as it was felt,

Grave circumstances suddenly crop up which have to be dealt.

Realisations creep in, making them helpless,

But they fight against the odds, none the less.

Few things we take for granted and fall hard,

when relationships we didnt treasure fall down like a pack of cards.

 

 Friendship and love needs to be cherished,

Or lone you will stand until you perish.

 

Trust, loyalty, respect and dignity are earned,

In jealousy, hatred you will only get burnt.

Holding onto a few things,

Might lead you to miss on other wonderful things.

Value what you have than whine for more,

It’s a privilege that knocks only on a few doors.

I am no philosopher to preach,

I am just a person who absorbs from what life has to teach.

~* LIFE *~

I don't wanna just live my life,
But I wanna really LIVE  my life.

I don't want other's telling me what to do,
I wanna be the one telling other's what to do.

I don't want to study what other's wrote,
I want other's to study what I write.

I don't wanna follow rules that make no sense,
I wanna put an end to such nonsense.

I don't want anything to stress me out,
Or you are sure gonna hear me shout.

Late For Work!!!

Omg!!! It’s almost time and I am going to be late for work. Why does this always happen with me? My shoes have hidden themselves somewhere, my outfit that I picked to wear today has disappeared in my wardrobe and damn this coffee machine refuses to spit out my coffee!!!

Amanda!!! Come on, we are going to miss the bus!!!

Amanda: Er, yea!!! *grumble* coming.

Oh, hey, I am Amanda and that was my best friend Eliza. She is always so punctual, that sometimes it really hurts lol. I have finally found myself a job and I hope I like this job. I’ve changed 5 jobs till now. I’m in a quest to find the perfect job for myself. My first job was at an investment agency where I was paid to lie and trap people into buying our investment policies. Well, I ended up being honest with the clients. But I forgot that, in that company honesty was NOT the best policy. So, well that was the end of my first job.

The second was at a reputed company which dealt with hair products. I was excited about that job. More of what a girl would like to associate herself with. But soon I got bored of talking about hair and hair and more hair. So I resigned and started to look for another job. Then I came across a job advertisement wanting a well qualified, smart Communication Executive. I quickly applied and got the post. My first day itself was horrible, I had people talking with me in accents so weird that I got a migraine. I tried to smile and strain my ears to pick up familiar words. Trust me, the amount of concentration it required to listen to them, had I concentrated that much on some holy mountain, id achieve nirvana. After a month, the people really benefited from my teachings but I seemed to have forgotten my language. So in order to preserve my sanity, I resigned yet again.

My last job was something I just took up to pay my bills. I worked at a dentist’s clinic as a receptionist. Well, I had never paid attention to how lucky I was to have perfect teeth. Some people were so into their aches and pains that they would just come up and open their mouths to show me what’s bothering them. Argh! It was so disgusting. But I had to look at them and say, oh don’t you worry, the doc’s got a good hand, you will soon have a perfect smile.

So now, finally I’ve got this new job at the international airport as a ground hostess. Well, I better find where my shoes and clothes are and give a whack to my coffee machine so I can get some coffee in my system.

AMANDA!!! HURRY UP!!!

Opps, got carried away here, I better hurry up. Wish me luck for my new job!!! Toodles!!!

Just Don't Wanna...

I just don't wanna live my life,
but I wanna LIVE my life.

I don't want other's telling me what to do,
I wanna TELL other's what to do.

I don't want to study what other's wrote,
I want other's to study what I WRITE.

I don't like anything stressing me out,
Or damn, you are gonna hear me shout.

I don't like getting stuck in a traffic jam,
But I sure do like bread with strawberry jam.

I don't like waking up early in the morning,
Just as many don't like late evenings.

I love the smell of coffee,
Don't roll your eyes, its just me!

I don't believe in superstitions,
Life is cool, to do anything you need no superstitious permissions.

I don't wanna follow the rules that make no sense,
I wanna put an end to such nonsense.

At Sea...

The sun smiled as the clouds scattered.
The winds whispered, as the sea kissed the shore.
My eyes set on the horizon to see my sailor approach.
Days, weeks, months passed by one after the other.
I heard nothing from the winds nor the waves.
Soon the birds saw my sorrow and gave me the happy tidings.
After years of waiting, I see my sailor come.
To my surprise, he was my perfect match,
We befriended and bonded well,
And had many stories to tell.
Years went by and our understanding and liking grew.
I thought he was my soul mate,
But that wasn't agreeable with my fate.
The one I thought was mine to stay,
slowly drifted away.
The winds never whispered again,
The birds never sang the happy sailor song.
The clouds gathered and covered the sun in its blanket,
I am still at the sea, waiting for the waves to deliver some happy tidings.



*inspired by P.O.C.!!! ;)

Pitter Patter

Pitter Patter goes the rain,
I try to listen and forget my pain.
Life's been good, life's been bad,
I've been happy as well as sad.
I've got friends, not one but many,
But few loyal have stuck with me
Even when I had got no penny.
Some I love, some I hate,
Some are close, others are not.
Some love me,some I love,
I'm at peace, like the dove.
Now its night, id better sleep,
before my alarm goes beep beep.