Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Bottle of water,notepad and pencil on my nightstand

Kira is in her early 50s - still bubbly and exuberant. She is waiting in front of a fancy restaurant.She thinks to herself " I hope he turns up.I dont want to be stood up.Already people in the street are staring at me. It must be this saree I am wearing.It is probably too bling for my age."A few minutes of anxious waiting passes and she sees Joe walking up to her with a big smile on his face. Joe is handsome - all of 28 years - looking stunning in this casual brown blazer worn with jeans and formal shoes.They greet each other warmly and walk in together into the restaurant.

The eatery is full, they need to wait a few minutes before they are escorted to the table which is in the other end. As they walk across hand in hand, Kira sees a lot of women staring at them.She sees envy in their eyes and knows they are all wondering what a handsome man like Joe is doing with her.Kira holds Joe's hand tightly.She needn't have worried.Joe seems to have his eyes on her and isn't looking at anyone else.They order dinner and are having a conversation.Kira leans in and says something to Joe which makes him laugh out loudly. Ah! The pleasant sound of his laughter is heard louder than the clitter-clatter of the use of cutlery all around.Kira smiles.She is happy to have entertained him.All the envious women still give her the dirty look.

I realise this is a dream and that I am Kira.I want to wake up and write down the funny line I told Joe so that I can use it in real life.I wake up stumble around for a paper and pencil and manage to write it down and fall asleep content in the knowledge that my humour will be alive when I wake up!  A few hours later I wake up and search frantically for the paper. I do not find it. Looks like I have lost my chance with a younger guy along with my humour!

1 comment:

Rach said...

:D

aww..too bad, else i'd have stolen the line too.

Yours,
Hopeful. ;)