"...Traffic Jams when you're already late, a no smoking sign on your cigarette break. It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is knife. It's like meeting the man of my dreams, and meeting his beautiful wife... "
That's right. Met the man of my dreams...and his beautiful fiance. Have known him since childhood when his issues were 'how to pataofy a girl' to 'how to cross the 50% mark in the next exam.' I used to be his fat friend whom his hot girlfriends used to look down upon wondering why he hangs out with me.
Used to help him spot babes in malls and share my notes with him. (Not that I was geeky or any better than him in studies...well only slightly). Used to be the first one to know about his 30 day stints and the girls he used to think he'll settle down with.
Met him after 4 years when he's back to India for his engagement to a beautiful girl. He now talks about world economy, sufi music, stable relationships, global warming and all impressive stuff. Had the most amazing time and conversation in two days. Felt the most comfortable in a long time.
Hmmm....filmy, very filmy.
Note: All characters in this post are fictitious bearing no resemblance to any person living or dead (Well, maybe only slightly)
...and isn't it ironic? :)
6 comments:
balls fictitious :P
@Badu - theres only 1 best friend and thats me. So we are not considering this boy for -best friend turned lover' cuz he is a great friend and not best friend. I hope I have emphasized the point (of my position in your life) enough :P
@Caveman - I completely agree. its tough though, to figure when is it infatuation, plain hots, love or the 'soul-mate-ish' feeling. isnt it?
P.S balls fictitious translates into - 'fictitious it seems. bitch'
hahaha
Wow...the owner of those fictitous balls will be proud today. Coz his balls being balls and that too fictitious had never gotten so much popularity until now.
@Caveman: Whoa! Love Guruuuu
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