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Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Laugh at my Pain



Smelly

Boo (when I had one) had called me earlier in the day asking that I should please come over that evening
Pleading with me saying he wanted to talk  
I was excited that he wanted to talk since he’s been acting weird lately
I decided to stop by on my way back from work. I miss him. I really wanted to see him.
I got to racecourse (CMS) to board a BRT bus (since that was the fastest option for me to get to boo’s place, in 10mins I should be at his place)
But there was a very long queue and there was no bus in sight
When one finally showed up, I decided to go in for ‘standing’.  I never stand no matter how much in a hurry I am cos there might be heavy traffic but I wanted to see boo. So I stood
The bus was packed full
Well, everybody wanted to go home and I wanted to see my boo
Halfway, we met traffic- heavy traffic
The bus stood still for a few minutes
And that was when the stench hit me like a tsunami
Oh! The stench… this one was not of body odor.  Nah… This was way worse
My eyes followed my nose in the direction in which the horrible smell came from and wala! Standing beside me was this man
He was shabbily dressed and smelt horrible!
Sheesh … He smelt far more than sh*t
And here I was standing not only beside him but beneath him
His armpit was directly above my head as his hand was stretched out holding the loop above
And I -was - continuously baptized with the wicked stench that came from that whatever called his armpit
I was so squashed that I couldn’t turn even 180degrees away from this persecution
I couldn’t breathe in as I pleased but I had to breathe out- a lot
My mouth became full… My face pale
I was so irritated and I felt helpless
And I seized the opportunity to think about my love life
What is wrong with you Moji? Why do you love like an idiot?
‘This boy will not kill me’ I thought


My thought was interrupted when the back door opened
And I managed to squeeze myself out of that death zone…

Yeah I saw boo quite alright.  I couldn’t even narrate my ordeal
About what he wanted to see me for? Pshewww…oshi
I just decided that day;
‘I will never do that for love again’.

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