19 June, 2006

rainy day recollections

X met Y for a walk in the park. They looked askance at each other. Wisps of smiles breached their lips. Should-I's going through their minds. A tentative hand would be reached out only to be snatched away at the last moment. X cursed the so-called male perogative and imposed coyness eve's suffer from and Y gritted his teeth and looked for some sign that a tightly packed punch wouldnt be forthcoming he if decided to be such. The silently muttered whimsies, frustrations and longings were heard and the skies answered.
It rained whales and elephants and they were forced to hide under a tree which bowed to the orders of the wind and dumped water on them (along with some birds' nests) and drenched them even more thoroughly.
Cold, wet and by now freezing they huddled close together out in the open, the rain no longer a bother, only a welcome spray that swept away inhibitions and brought out the till-now hidden spark of desire, longing and tenderness with an all-encompassing awareness of each other and the words which were left unspoken.
X wanted the walk to go on and hoped the rains wouldnt abate. Y wanted the rains to abate because now he had a precedence established and would no longer need the rains to set the mood or the stage.
the downpour dimmed but X&Y walked out hand in hand and felt for the first time the truth in the saying, "into every life some rain must fall."

18 June, 2006


Monday, June 19, 2006

X had always wondered what caused dimples. why did some of us have them and why others didnt.
they looked good and cute on babies,on chubby-cheeked round-faced people (preferrably the female kind) and it looked GOOD on Y (who has a lil one just below his lips on the RHS of his face).
from practically time immemorial people had emphasized the importance of having a dimple and it's ability to add value to a face.
When X visited a photo studio,she was shown photos of girls who were plainly trying to dig a hole in their cheeks by pushing a finger deep into their faces and thereby creating that all-important dent! X pshawed the whole exercise as futile,thought a bit more about Y's dimple, which he'd pshawed when pointed out and left thinking a dimple wasnt all that important a thing to have afterall.
Soon afterwards in a bout of racous and belly-shaking laughter with a dear friend X suddenly found her face being scrutinised. It seems when she was feeling mirthful to the nth extreme a tiny lil dent appeared on her face and wouldnt you know it, it looked good too!
She tried all the faces she knew of but the blasted thing refused to appear! stubbornly hiding behind all the fat X reasoned morosely...apparently there are some things like once-in-a-blue-moon kind of a dimple too :o)
she smiled in resignation to herself and heard someone say,"hey look at that! never knew you had a dimple!!!" blue moons would appear to be a frequent phenomenon X thought and smiled smugly,dimpling in the process.

02 June, 2006


a good,if slightly needy,friend of mine was in for a rude shock y'day.
when he called a very good friend of his, he was told by another person, (whom we shall call A for the sake of convenience) that his friend (let's call her B) had taken a nasty spill, broken a little bit of everything that was necessary to keep her 5 sense alert and was in the ICU.
our man panicked! naturally, he's a NICE guy and started to call her desperately but her fone was eitehr too busy or no one picked it up. and when someone did pick up he got conflicting messages saying that person A did not exist! go figure huh?

he called up the hospital and asked for person B but did not get past the telephone operator. so our nice man went to a nice BIG mall, spent a LOT of moolah and got gifts for person B thinking he'll fly down to where she is and surprise with get well gifts. IF AT ANY POINT OF TIME IT STARTS TO SEEM THIS GUY SHOULD GIVE UP SOMEONE RAISE THEIR HANDS!!!

anyhow,he finally had an inkling of being duped and called me to i could commiserate. wanna know how enlightenment dawned on him? he smsd person B saying that he wasnt going to be coming since he had got no response from her, but if she could let him know the address where she could be contacted he would like to send her gifts there. LO and BEHOLD!!! pat comes back an sms stating the location where the gifts could be couriered.
READER KINDLY NOTE:- this was the same person who was unavailable for comment earlier but was now suddenly better. the lord works in mysterious ways indeed.

so our man demoralised and despondent calls me just so i can confirm it for him that NO, he should NOT go to where this girl is and knock on the doors of all the hospitals like a loon. he then says, i should've given you the gifts instead of her...fraudent hussy and all that jazz...

i sighed for... the lord giveth and the lord taketh away.