Accident:1 Landline Phone
tring tring!!
hello
<teasing she speaks..> tu hamesha phone ke paas baitha rehta hai..?? <giggling>
haan< strong voice>
<even more casually> tu walk karne ke mood mein hai..? ;-)
main KABIR ka papa bol raha hun..
<confused she enquires> hu..hullo..
mai Kabir ka papa bol raha hun..
<oops... pissed.. she says> uncle Kabir hai?? <in a guilty tone..>
wo so raha hai.. uthau??
<panicking.. preferring to cut it short..> main bbaad mein call kar lungi uncle..
shit shit shit..
damn... why on earth does fathers sound alike their sons.......
hate the landline thing..
murmuring to herself, KIYA felt bad and decided to make another call.. this time carefully.. to appologize.....
as soon as she pickd her mob.. it buzzed.. "Kabir home calling"....
she paused for a second and shivers rolled down her body.. as if police has come to arrest her for some damn murder.....
quickly she picked and forced out the words.. though sheepishly..
a.. sorrrry..
hmmmm.. its okay..
i was bout to call.. to apologize..
ah.. nt a prob.. its fine.. u dnt have to..
you sure.. <confirming>
ya ya <in an easy going tone..>
okay.. <she felt relaxed>
acha listen.. get ready.. we gotta go.. shopp..
at this tym.. you kidding me.. <she yells>
so what? its really important and wont take much time......
( he had something in his talks which would always convince her.no matter how much they fight or whatever excuses she would have to make..>
ohhkays..
Guys have a habbit of always being late.. while gals just cant keep patience..
they knw it would take 5minz.. yet they will call in every 2 minz enquiring about the location you reached.. as if they will fly like a super woman and fetch you.. lolz..
under the dark sky Kiya waited for him.. as always.. and as he appeared.. she got a big dazzling smile.. but from the corner of her eye she stared at him with artificial anger..
together they went.. talked.. smiled.. teasing and yelling at each other..
and the sweet devil came..
rain in winter eve is like icing on the cake.. sinfully yummy..
shouting and laughing they finally entered to shopp.. cursing other for the dirt on shoes.. thats how friends are......
they roamed here and there.. finding worthy.. casual yet smart..
at times when sales person went the wrong way.. they both would make faces and say.. neaah.. and laugh..
she would make him try different things which actually looked great on him.. and he would say.. stop being a mother..
someone noticing crossed by and asked casually.. are you girlfriend boyfriend..
they both stared at each other for a while.. and then made faces and told him on his face..
eeww .. he.. never....
yuck.. she.. never.......
and this is how the story of Kiya and Kabir began......
When Ms. Eeww met Mr. Yuck......
tring tring!!
hello
<teasing she speaks..> tu hamesha phone ke paas baitha rehta hai..?? <giggling>
haan< strong voice>
<even more casually> tu walk karne ke mood mein hai..? ;-)
main KABIR ka papa bol raha hun..
<confused she enquires> hu..hullo..
mai Kabir ka papa bol raha hun..
<oops... pissed.. she says> uncle Kabir hai?? <in a guilty tone..>
wo so raha hai.. uthau??
<panicking.. preferring to cut it short..> main bbaad mein call kar lungi uncle..
shit shit shit..
damn... why on earth does fathers sound alike their sons.......
hate the landline thing..
murmuring to herself, KIYA felt bad and decided to make another call.. this time carefully.. to appologize.....
as soon as she pickd her mob.. it buzzed.. "Kabir home calling"....
she paused for a second and shivers rolled down her body.. as if police has come to arrest her for some damn murder.....
quickly she picked and forced out the words.. though sheepishly..
a.. sorrrry..
hmmmm.. its okay..
i was bout to call.. to apologize..
ah.. nt a prob.. its fine.. u dnt have to..
you sure.. <confirming>
ya ya <in an easy going tone..>
okay.. <she felt relaxed>
acha listen.. get ready.. we gotta go.. shopp..
at this tym.. you kidding me.. <she yells>
so what? its really important and wont take much time......
( he had something in his talks which would always convince her.no matter how much they fight or whatever excuses she would have to make..>
ohhkays..
Guys have a habbit of always being late.. while gals just cant keep patience..
they knw it would take 5minz.. yet they will call in every 2 minz enquiring about the location you reached.. as if they will fly like a super woman and fetch you.. lolz..
under the dark sky Kiya waited for him.. as always.. and as he appeared.. she got a big dazzling smile.. but from the corner of her eye she stared at him with artificial anger..
together they went.. talked.. smiled.. teasing and yelling at each other..
and the sweet devil came..
rain in winter eve is like icing on the cake.. sinfully yummy..
shouting and laughing they finally entered to shopp.. cursing other for the dirt on shoes.. thats how friends are......
they roamed here and there.. finding worthy.. casual yet smart..
at times when sales person went the wrong way.. they both would make faces and say.. neaah.. and laugh..
she would make him try different things which actually looked great on him.. and he would say.. stop being a mother..
someone noticing crossed by and asked casually.. are you girlfriend boyfriend..
they both stared at each other for a while.. and then made faces and told him on his face..
eeww .. he.. never....
yuck.. she.. never.......
and this is how the story of Kiya and Kabir began......
When Ms. Eeww met Mr. Yuck......
