Last week- part 1!

It's been real long since i last wrote something that made sense. The previous poem on clouds was full of shit. Well, I'd say I'm seriously running out of creative juices. It's actually painful 'cause usually, when i'm sitting in front of my laptop, my fingers actually 'roll' over the keypad and sentences do come easy.
I for one especially feel bad about this 'drought' of sorts, so this attempt is one to fill a few characters, speak my mind and make some sense! A few years from now, I wouldn't want to look back and ponder about the lack of enthusiasm I've shown recently when it comes to writing, and now I think I've done enough to accentuate the same:)


One credible reason I'd attribute to this self imposed hiatus would have to be my lazy ass getting even lazier. In fact, I haven't even been doing the things I love to do- Watching movies and reading novels. Anyway, enough of this nonsensical talk and let me get down to business.


9th April was the eve of my friend 'k-man' a.k.a s.f's 23rd birthday. Usually how it works with us is we all pretend that we've forgotten about one's birthday and don't give a rat's backside. But this time was different for some reason.
At around 11.30 p.m, I messaged s.f, wished him a Happy Birthday with all ardor that one can possibly fit into an s.m.s, and told him I was pretty sleepy so I wouldn't be able to call him up. But I somehow ended up on facebook and he was there too, so along with another 'virtual' happy birthday, I was forced to call him up past 12 since now he knew I was lying.
Seriously, this whole charade of who wishes first and who tries the hardest to wish at 12 is so cliched, or at least that's how I feel. How're 'virtual birthday wishes' going to make one's birthday any better? :O


The next morning, I somehow cajoled myself to attend class, what with all attendance issues that I'll talk about later. We had a break at 9.30, so us class guys went down to Yampa (milk parlour) to have some milk-shake. 
Well there she was. My latest crush, sitting with her back against me. Her dark hair shining brightly in sunshine. So near yet so far, I thought:P
It had been almost two years since the last time I did something about a girl. So the odds were I wouldn't do anything that day. But s.f convinced me to go talk to her. He used a filmy touch in his conviction, about how we only have 60 days left in this college life, and the number of rejections wouldn't matter since we'd all save face anyway. 
I was still pretty skeptical, since I'd long lost the 'art' of flirting or even talking sensibly to a girl I found cute. Even to this day, I don't know!
Seriously, what is with the female species.

• They have this thing called ego, which they flaunt around thinking it adds to their attitude.
• They have attitude, cause they always expect the guy to come by and talk.
• They expect us to talk in the first place:)

Anyway, I walk up to her with some josh coupled with a bundle of nervousness trying to convince me to turn back. I say- 'Excuse me, Can I have a word?'
I figure All's going well so far. But then she gives me a nervous look so I literally crap in my pants. She gives nervous glances to her friends as if she were asking for solace from me.:P 
But then her friends nod and so with much apprehension, I take her to a side and say something that goes like this-
' Hey My name's Kishore I'm from 8th sem EC. What's yours?' 


I was so nervous that I couldn't catch hers and didn't bother to ask again. From what I garnered, her name's Aindrita or something with some 'phlegm' like effect in between syllables:).
Then I tell her that I sorta had a crush on her. Then I wait for a few seconds but she doesn't move or speak. I wanted to get this over and done with so I directly ask her if she's seeing someone to which she replies with a short yes. When has 'yes' sounded so degrading?:P 
I was already acting retarded, and plus her friends were giving me looks so all I could manage was 'Catch you later then'. I didn't even ask for her number. Thu. I feel like such a dick. 
To top it all, One of the reasons I did this whole pointless-embarassing- I knew I'd be rejected thing was S.F had told me earlier that He had a girl in mind and was going to do something about her too.


To this day, he hasn't done shit and I haven't seen my chick either. Hopefully I can muster some courage next time and ask for her number. After all, What have I to lose? My rep? It was never on the line anyway.


P.S- S.F, the point is, you haven't done shit yet. So I'm using a 'virtual environment' to remind you, rather than meeting you in person.
More later, folks! I promise to write more often as I've a feeling i CAN!