(This post is a figment of my imagination. Do not imagine this to be me or anybody you might think of).
It was a typical day in my life. The morning sun and my surreal dream, both, jostling with each other for my attention. Dreams, slumber and sloth won over consciousness, work and reality. Hands down. The sun had definitely decided to take revenge. The sunbeams hitting my face woke me up. Tan. (Revenge)
I‘m an hour late to work already. (Revenge)
My ‘loose’ outfits no more gave me a slimming effect. (Revenge)
I’m two hours late by the clock. (Yes, you read my mind).
Hailing a rick and sprinting across I reached Borivali railway Stn. I needed to board the 9.29 am slow. My train had to cross 7 samundars (nulllahs, khadis, gutters; everything resembles the ocean here in Mumbai.) to reach my destination, Mumbai Central.
9.28 am: My heart raced faster in anticipation. Will I? Or Won’t I get a seat to lay my ass on and travel to la-la land for a while?
9.29 am: The train arrives. Yes, I might almost get lucky. The trick is to wait for the pros to hop into the train & then do my thing! I enter and I feel a human empire scaling my bones. (Revenge is still on?) I flip around and scream “Fuck You!!”
My, My!! This suburban bitch is a 20-year old girl with every-human-being-on-the-face-of-this-earth-wants-toget-into-my-pants look, and still ‘boning’ me.
I did get my seat, and this breezie thong sat right next to me, much to my dismay. (Revenge)
Our budding bitch, not to be outdone, screams back at me, “What the fuck is wrong with you? You are such a bitch!!” 1-0.
Wait, isn’t this supposed to be my line?
Me, too happy with my plugged in i-pod, succumb successfully to her futile provocation. I yell back, “Just shut the fuck up and sit in the corner”.
1-1.
Our B-town bitch not giving up gives back, “You are so sick. I hope you have a horrible Monday Morning!!”
2-1.
I try my best to be sweet.
I remarked, “You seem frustrated; go get a better sex life.”
She was struck paralysis of the mouth.
2-∞.
Revenge.
It was a typical day in my life. The morning sun and my surreal dream, both, jostling with each other for my attention. Dreams, slumber and sloth won over consciousness, work and reality. Hands down. The sun had definitely decided to take revenge. The sunbeams hitting my face woke me up. Tan. (Revenge)
I‘m an hour late to work already. (Revenge)
My ‘loose’ outfits no more gave me a slimming effect. (Revenge)
I’m two hours late by the clock. (Yes, you read my mind).
Hailing a rick and sprinting across I reached Borivali railway Stn. I needed to board the 9.29 am slow. My train had to cross 7 samundars (nulllahs, khadis, gutters; everything resembles the ocean here in Mumbai.) to reach my destination, Mumbai Central.
9.28 am: My heart raced faster in anticipation. Will I? Or Won’t I get a seat to lay my ass on and travel to la-la land for a while?
9.29 am: The train arrives. Yes, I might almost get lucky. The trick is to wait for the pros to hop into the train & then do my thing! I enter and I feel a human empire scaling my bones. (Revenge is still on?) I flip around and scream “Fuck You!!”
My, My!! This suburban bitch is a 20-year old girl with every-human-being-on-the-face-of-this-earth-wants-toget-into-my-pants look, and still ‘boning’ me.
I did get my seat, and this breezie thong sat right next to me, much to my dismay. (Revenge)
Our budding bitch, not to be outdone, screams back at me, “What the fuck is wrong with you? You are such a bitch!!” 1-0.
Wait, isn’t this supposed to be my line?
Me, too happy with my plugged in i-pod, succumb successfully to her futile provocation. I yell back, “Just shut the fuck up and sit in the corner”.
1-1.
Our B-town bitch not giving up gives back, “You are so sick. I hope you have a horrible Monday Morning!!”
2-1.
I try my best to be sweet.
I remarked, “You seem frustrated; go get a better sex life.”
She was struck paralysis of the mouth.
2-∞.
Revenge.
5 comments:
LOL..awesome!..is this truly fictional? :p
Lets leave the best to imagination! :p
lol i loved it :)
awesome! LOL hehhee....
lololol awesome !
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