They said it’d be painless. A few of his friends that is, who’d gone through it recently, but he always thought there’d be some trauma, more emotional than physical. And so it was, that he woke up on the fateful day, and felt an overwhelming emotion, which made him say “Ouch, did I hit 30?”
until next time, happy?
She called first. Then many like her. He hung up rudely. They kept calling, forcing him to ponder. Maybe they called for a reason, maybe they’d data on him, maybe they knew something he didn’t. So, when she called next, he asked earnestly ‘Why do I need a personal loan’. This time she hung up.
until next time, call waiting
He: Sigh, we have company
She: I hope they don’t create problems for us
He: yeah, we had trouble the last time
She: I’m telling you, I won’t tolerate any shit
And they flew off, leaving me and D to wonder if we’ll be looking at pigeon shit in the clothes we left for drying.
until next time, pigeons!!!
They set out early in the morning, with the cameras ready. As the boat moved silently in the morning, they waitedwith bated breath for the sightings and the stories they could share. The excitement changed to hope and lasted till five minutes before the tour ended. Quite obviously, someone forgot to tell the animals.
until next time, jungle talk
Relationships. Hugs and backslaps give way to handshakes and then smiles. Swearwords give way to way to polite greetings and then a ‘Hi’. Long chats give way to short conversations to scraps on orkut and then to nothingness. Maybe that’s the way life is, but maybe its also time, place, context and things unexplainable. Fade.
until next time, we say ‘it depends’ 🙂
