heartbreak
hi there, balls here, alive and kinda heart broken
the other day i was hangin' around cochin. thought i'll buy a collection of short stories. i found this little library and stepped in. there was this cute girl who was asking the librarian's opinion. she couldnt decide between Sidney sheldon's Tell me your dreams and John grisham's The Brethren. wanting to help her out, i asked her to pick the John grisham book, told her that Tell me your dreams was a bad case of multiple personality disorder and if at all she was interested in MPD, she could try Primal fear by william diehl. she almost let out a scream, said "u dint have to tell me that". oh man, did i feel clumsy or what. only wanted to help her. dint realise i let out the storyline of not one but two books that she hadnt read. kept apologising till the scene got pretty lousy. we decided to step out. we got talking. told me her name was ishika. "you can call me ish" she said. reminded me of apna aishwarya who says "iisshhh" very often in the movie devdas. we talked about this and that, then got back to this [ i wonder if that proves the world goes round, food for thought, eh ? ] anyway, she told me sheldon was her favourite author, which got me apologising again. was glad when the conversation shifted to Ronaldo's haircut and why Beckham dint bend it this time. was getting to like her actually. earlier on, i had come across a coffee pub. thought i'll ask her out. i was just going to, when it fuckin' started raining.
damn, i dint even see it coming. Rain stopped play. she quickly said goodbye, got into an auto parked near us and left. iisshh ...
moral of the story : make hay while the sun shines. maybe i wasted too much time talking about football. Everybody was plotting against me -- first the rain gods and then the auto driver who seemed to me some kindof designated chauffeur, waiting to take her away. felt like Yossarian of Catch - 22. now, dont tell me there are plenty of fish in the sea, i should know that better, eh, am spending so much time at sea.
well, am now in chennai. yeah right. still on the indian coast. work apart, things are cool on board. moving to vizag tomorrow.
will keep in touch.
balls.
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Behind every dead sailor, you'll find a woman who had pushed him
overboard !
the other day i was hangin' around cochin. thought i'll buy a collection of short stories. i found this little library and stepped in. there was this cute girl who was asking the librarian's opinion. she couldnt decide between Sidney sheldon's Tell me your dreams and John grisham's The Brethren. wanting to help her out, i asked her to pick the John grisham book, told her that Tell me your dreams was a bad case of multiple personality disorder and if at all she was interested in MPD, she could try Primal fear by william diehl. she almost let out a scream, said "u dint have to tell me that". oh man, did i feel clumsy or what. only wanted to help her. dint realise i let out the storyline of not one but two books that she hadnt read. kept apologising till the scene got pretty lousy. we decided to step out. we got talking. told me her name was ishika. "you can call me ish" she said. reminded me of apna aishwarya who says "iisshhh" very often in the movie devdas. we talked about this and that, then got back to this [ i wonder if that proves the world goes round, food for thought, eh ? ] anyway, she told me sheldon was her favourite author, which got me apologising again. was glad when the conversation shifted to Ronaldo's haircut and why Beckham dint bend it this time. was getting to like her actually. earlier on, i had come across a coffee pub. thought i'll ask her out. i was just going to, when it fuckin' started raining.
damn, i dint even see it coming. Rain stopped play. she quickly said goodbye, got into an auto parked near us and left. iisshh ...
moral of the story : make hay while the sun shines. maybe i wasted too much time talking about football. Everybody was plotting against me -- first the rain gods and then the auto driver who seemed to me some kindof designated chauffeur, waiting to take her away. felt like Yossarian of Catch - 22. now, dont tell me there are plenty of fish in the sea, i should know that better, eh, am spending so much time at sea.
well, am now in chennai. yeah right. still on the indian coast. work apart, things are cool on board. moving to vizag tomorrow.
will keep in touch.
balls.
=====
Behind every dead sailor, you'll find a woman who had pushed him
overboard !
posted by Balls at 10:31 PM
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