Most of the love stories begin very very very.......................... beautifully as if they were classic. And as a matter of fact most of them end much worse than tragic.
I am no exception till now.
My first tragedy begun becoz of my non-sense comedy in my school outing to some damn yoga guru meeting. In that silent hall many people doing many things silently (exception to me and my monkey gang. We maintain silence only in between our shouts ; D) after passing time by making jokes on the guy who is trying to adjust the projector on the screen (in-spite of his efforts, finally it looked better on the white wall than screen. ) After such a boring silent comedy session we came back to bus to return to school.
I sat in different seat this time....(previous one occupied by my idiot senior now) on the right row.
My pretty tragedy sat on the left side row. We are side by side. the 'hands' of seat are free to move up and down ( i think it is meant for fat people becoz they need more side space and so they roll it up and sit comfortably) and thats enough for a idiot like me to make some non-sense till the bus reaches the school.
I always feel I am a very good boy, So I thought my tragedy is feeling discomfort, and may needs more space and rolled the right hand of her seat up ;-).
she rolled it down,
I rolled it up,
she gave a angry look at me...... (who cares.... I am not mood scanner, even if I understan she got annoyed, thats what I am expecting her to become)
rolled it down,
rolled it up.
'Annoying looks' unknowingly changed to 'smiling cheeks'. (I don't care even if results doesn't match my expectations.... I just do what I should do sincerely, god is free and need some work so his belly won't become round like my maths marks.... sooo he will take care of the rest [hehehhee])
roll down,
roll up
She started laughing and I started to feel annoying..... (oh god what are you doing, don't over do your job, just keep your stomach flat, you don't need to develop six pack)
down,
up,
I think god heard what I thought, For God Sake..... We reached school. My life reached 'starting point' of my 1st tragedy.
Mad girls don't know how they react to what and why????!!!!. She started liking me.................. (offffooooo I am also a kinda thing that a girl [atleast one girl, atleast by mistake, atleast once] likes...)
well it started madly and you see we are very steady that we maintained the same madness through out. And of-course even in ending we ENDED it much more madly....... in middle of my inter 2nd year.
After that day I have learned two things.........
1) Never play 'non-sense' pranks with girls, playing 'Dewali' with real atom bombs doesn't cause as much damage as that caused by girls.
2) In yoga there are silent claps. ( In that yoga meet we are asked not to make any sound, so when we need to clap, we are asked to rise our hands and rotate our palms right to left an left to right, awkwardly...... awkward )
I am no exception till now.
My first tragedy begun becoz of my non-sense comedy in my school outing to some damn yoga guru meeting. In that silent hall many people doing many things silently (exception to me and my monkey gang. We maintain silence only in between our shouts ; D) after passing time by making jokes on the guy who is trying to adjust the projector on the screen (in-spite of his efforts, finally it looked better on the white wall than screen. ) After such a boring silent comedy session we came back to bus to return to school.
I sat in different seat this time....(previous one occupied by my idiot senior now) on the right row.
My pretty tragedy sat on the left side row. We are side by side. the 'hands' of seat are free to move up and down ( i think it is meant for fat people becoz they need more side space and so they roll it up and sit comfortably) and thats enough for a idiot like me to make some non-sense till the bus reaches the school.
I always feel I am a very good boy, So I thought my tragedy is feeling discomfort, and may needs more space and rolled the right hand of her seat up ;-).
she rolled it down,
I rolled it up,
she gave a angry look at me...... (who cares.... I am not mood scanner, even if I understan she got annoyed, thats what I am expecting her to become)
rolled it down,
rolled it up.
'Annoying looks' unknowingly changed to 'smiling cheeks'. (I don't care even if results doesn't match my expectations.... I just do what I should do sincerely, god is free and need some work so his belly won't become round like my maths marks.... sooo he will take care of the rest [hehehhee])
roll down,
roll up
She started laughing and I started to feel annoying..... (oh god what are you doing, don't over do your job, just keep your stomach flat, you don't need to develop six pack)
down,
up,
I think god heard what I thought, For God Sake..... We reached school. My life reached 'starting point' of my 1st tragedy.
Mad girls don't know how they react to what and why????!!!!. She started liking me.................. (offffooooo I am also a kinda thing that a girl [atleast one girl, atleast by mistake, atleast once] likes...)
well it started madly and you see we are very steady that we maintained the same madness through out. And of-course even in ending we ENDED it much more madly....... in middle of my inter 2nd year.
After that day I have learned two things.........
1) Never play 'non-sense' pranks with girls, playing 'Dewali' with real atom bombs doesn't cause as much damage as that caused by girls.
2) In yoga there are silent claps. ( In that yoga meet we are asked not to make any sound, so when we need to clap, we are asked to rise our hands and rotate our palms right to left an left to right, awkwardly...... awkward )
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