Tuesday, January 06, 2009

My girl

Why can't I go near my girl?

I decided that there should be no 'go between'--I should directly talk to her. So, I went to her home. Her folks, let's say, did all the proper things when somebody called on them.

I was there sitting pretty in their drawing room.

But when she came out and sat down in a chair near me, I mumbled something and fled!

I ACTUALLY FLED FROM HER!!

The next instance of 'I can't near her' happened right at the heart of Khwairanband Bazar. I was there pushing a rickety bicycle, with a folded empty bag of white polythene in one hand. I was on way to collect my monthly quota of brown rice which was 'custom ordered' the previous day.

Suddenly, she was there in front of me with a kid as a companion. I was in an awkward position with the rickety bicycle and the white polythene bag. Nevertheless, I rushe dtowards the rice vendor, deposited both the cycle and the bag by her side and returned to look for her.

There she was returning with the kid at her side. Again, I could not muster enough courage to go near her.

After the third instance(which, by the way, happened exactly at the heart of Paona International market), I humbly admitted to myself that I need a 'go between'.

So, I went looking for her little sis. There again a drama happened. It so happened that as I was looking for her sis I kept bumping on her cousin, who is a little dusky unlike the sis who is very fair. I tried so hard to find her sis that I failed to recognise her cousin several times!

I know I committed a great blunder.

But whatever the blunder, my timidity or the drama, I know deep down that she is my girl.

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