Time has more value to add. PERIOD. It is also, probably, the hardest way to learn. That day he learnt it the hard way. Confused? A moment and you'd know.
A club (disco for most), some place he'd never been before, was full of those weird somethings. It was all a puff of smoke, smokin hot. Shocker to say the least. Being a man can be tough, you can't help but appreciate god's creations. Heaven besides you. Only one problem. Guess what? Our man was not Johny Travolta, it wasn't the 70s, it wasn't even a saturday. No fever. He was as bad as they came.
Wait a sec, lets travel back in time, what did he tell her? The risk - remember!!!
Man had heard from friends of a place called a "disc", lots. Crazy women, sorry, women gone crazy! He knew her and her alone, she was his only chance to get in. So he did. Ask her out for a night out at the Roxburry's! That is what this place was called, believe me, you.
Ya, so dance he had to. Shakin a leg? he was sure he'd break a couple but what the heck. He tried. (Mad laughter surrounded him). She was laughing. She had never seen anything so bad. Strike 1. Strike 2. Strike 3. you're out!
Foolish is the man who believes in drowning his pain in alcohol. Shot after shot. When you're that gone, you start assuming a lot of things. But the truth was that he was better when drunk. At dancing. So he danced. Song after another, shot after another. She was sweet as usual, dancing with him, trying to catch up rather, it went on like forever, he couldn't stand till.
Ted Mosby's mother was right, nothing good ever happens after 2 a.m. She was there, he was there. She was standing, he was not. And she was (there is no single word for what she felt).
She looked more worried than anything else.
He whispered something into her ear. Shouldn't have! Damn the time, damn the alcohol.
Stick around, more to come.
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Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Long time no sea???
Yeah, I've been in bangalore for quite sometime now , away from the sea, away from Chennai. And to be frank, I don't miss any of it. Long since i wrote here, also. A combination of all these has made me, in conjunction with boredom, log on. It's gonna be good. It better be good. Time to make a statement. Things happen to people I happen to things and people. How to save a life playing in the background, I begin to tell you a story. A story for the contemporary, whatever that means.
He knew it wasn't a good idea. The optimist in him, insisted on going ahead. Risk averseness can only take you so far, or so he'd heard. He was going to take the risk. Some years back this guy knew no fear, only FEAR!!!! He'd worked hard to get where he was and though it felt great, there was always this , this fear. WHAT IF?
But things were different now. A confident man, he was out to take the world on.
Wait a second. How did this happen??
Realisations! He realised his potential, or so to say , other people's lack of it. This was his ego's fall back insurance policy. Nothing now would dishearten him.
Just for the curious, he was this ordinary guy, just more talented. He loved his folks, friends and the occassional tryst with the happy stuff. There were a lot of women in his life, just no woman. Not much of a dancer, not much of a music person. He'd just do what he was good at, there wasn't anyone better probably. He was getting used to the nice easy way of living.
Now you're wondering what made him want to take this risk. Well, for most part of the time that's gone by, since he first thought about this, he himself wasn't so sure. But like i said, he is just another person, like you, like me. He gets curious. And his mind wanders places wondering things. So the explaination goes more like "I was meant to do this".
He'd known her for quite sometime now. They were like nut and bolt. Only not bolts. Complete nuts. They'd go out all the time. They'd be so into each other they'd be oblivious to things around. Homo Sapiens have a problem though. They need to reach a conclusion. They just need to know of what lies ahead. And here's where things go miserably wrong. He'd been thinking about it. And now he was gonna ask her.
Stay hooked, more to come.
He knew it wasn't a good idea. The optimist in him, insisted on going ahead. Risk averseness can only take you so far, or so he'd heard. He was going to take the risk. Some years back this guy knew no fear, only FEAR!!!! He'd worked hard to get where he was and though it felt great, there was always this , this fear. WHAT IF?
But things were different now. A confident man, he was out to take the world on.
Wait a second. How did this happen??
Realisations! He realised his potential, or so to say , other people's lack of it. This was his ego's fall back insurance policy. Nothing now would dishearten him.
Just for the curious, he was this ordinary guy, just more talented. He loved his folks, friends and the occassional tryst with the happy stuff. There were a lot of women in his life, just no woman. Not much of a dancer, not much of a music person. He'd just do what he was good at, there wasn't anyone better probably. He was getting used to the nice easy way of living.
Now you're wondering what made him want to take this risk. Well, for most part of the time that's gone by, since he first thought about this, he himself wasn't so sure. But like i said, he is just another person, like you, like me. He gets curious. And his mind wanders places wondering things. So the explaination goes more like "I was meant to do this".
He'd known her for quite sometime now. They were like nut and bolt. Only not bolts. Complete nuts. They'd go out all the time. They'd be so into each other they'd be oblivious to things around. Homo Sapiens have a problem though. They need to reach a conclusion. They just need to know of what lies ahead. And here's where things go miserably wrong. He'd been thinking about it. And now he was gonna ask her.
Stay hooked, more to come.
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