Cold Fish....

She was unusually enthusiastic. I really did not suspect anything then. We had been dating for a year now and the honeymoon period was officially over. In my defence, I was trying to be more sensitive to her ‘needs’.


Maybe this new ‘feelings’ centric approach had worked. Or it was the new Phere-ManO cologne I had picked up from Asian Sky Shop??


pehle main bahut weak tha. meri confidence bhi bahut kharab thi. Main toh ladkiyon se baat hi nahin kar sakta tha. Sab mujhse duur bhagti thi tab maine asian sky shop ke phere-mano ke bare me suna. Ab mere paas confidence ki koi kamin nahin hain. Aur ladkiyon ki line lagi rehti hain.. Thank you Asian Sky Shop…….


Thank you Asian Sky Shop

I’m a guy, I’m programmed not to ask questions

Shalini pushed me back against the wall and violently took of my shirt. She took control like never before.

Yeah! …. She wanted me.

What followed was out of Letters from Penthouse.

Intense. Sweaty. …… 3 min long


I should have bought the performance booster from Telemall when I had the chance.

Anyways Shalini did not seem too bothered. She seemed contented. All in a good night’s work I guess. Before I knew it I was sleeping like a log

I found the following letter in the morning


Dear Prak,

We’ve had a good run for a year. But now I love this other guy who I’ve been seeing behind your back for a while. It’s not you who’s at fault. It’s me. I just don’t feel the same around you anymore. You’ve been nice to me over the last year so I did not want to end things on a bad note. I had just met him a before coming to you and I was feeling guilty. I guess last night was the perfect way to say goodbye. Please don’t try to fix things up and all; I’ve moved on. You’re seriously a nice guy. Nice cologne by the way;I loved the scent.

Yours

Shalini

It was sealed with a lip stick smear


Bitch

Total Bitch….


She played me like some instrument. Not that I mind. I guess I’d miss her coz I’d gotten used to her.

Guys need an excuse to get stoned and hammered and a break up provides the best possible opportunity to do so. A week of stoning later I was alright even though I was saddened by lack of justice in the whole affair.


Five weeks later Shalini rang me up.

“Prak, I’m pregnant”

That wasn’t the kicker

“It was that day, Prak .I don’t know who the …….

I hung up

I wanted to smile but justice had just been thrown out of the window

Regression

I was someone else once
How did I get this way?
Gen Sec suggests Matlab to run regressions
Joseph says listen to Joy Division and other indie stuff
I think I'll smoke a cigar in a suit

Mistress

Light me up
Press your lips around my tip
Watch me burn in your hands
Feel me fill you
Watch me go in a smoky haze

You'll be back
You can't quit me
No other woman can smite you
Like I do

Irony Maiden

All the maidens
must be a little mad
Not a bit , not a tad
Trust me, ask the lads
Keep Walking

My OST-2

Afternoon Bluezzz

1. 3'0 Clock Blues- B.B King and Clapton
2. Strange Brew- Cream
3. Paint it Black- The Rolling Stones
4. A day in the Life- Beck (Beatles Cover)
5. Happiness is a Warm Gun- The Beatles
6. Since I've Been Loving You- Page and Plant(No quarter)
7. The Battle of Evermore-Led Zep
8. Love Reign o'er Me- The Who
9. Losing My Religion- R.E.M
10. Village Green Preservation Society- The Kinks
11. Lateralis- Tool
12. Videotape- Radiohead
13. Black Hole Sun- Soundgarden
14. Dumb- Nirvana
15. Beautiful World- RATM
16. Snow Oh- RHCP
17. Knocking on Heaven's Doors- Guns n Roses
18. Warning Signs - Coldplay
19. Fade to Black- Metallica
20. Turn The Page- Metallica
21. Jessica- Allman Brothers Band
22. Be Yourself- Audioslave
23. I am the Highway- Audioslave
24. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For-U2
25. Soldier of Fortune- Deep Purple
    

My OST

Let's face facts people. There comes a point in everyone's lives when one realizes that the parts that make up our lives are as important the sum itself. Music is one such part

What would I do without music? What would we all do without music?

While putting a gen night out with a good friend playing guitar and discussing music video ideas- Lightning struck me an I got obsessed with one single question-If my life were a movie/ music video/ rock opera/ soap how would the OST be like? What would I want people to hear?

Ergo I decided to post a series of posts on my OST, my favouritest songs, the music which makes this existence awesome!!

Before I start there is a mandatory list of people I need to acknowledge for my musical tastes
Koze: Old-school, original and uncompromising in his musical tastes. Introduced yours truly to The Who. Quadrophenia changed my life.
Nikhil: S.N.A.G indie God he is. Deathcab, Belle and Sebastian and Nuetral Milk Hotel ain't all that bad, they'll all end up on the list. But I still think Travis is gay
Norbu: He's heard it all. From Yesudas to Iggy. 3R's are his signature. Radiohead- Rage- Red Hot Chilli Peppers.
Kutty: Disturbed he is.
Ab.darklord: Amity rules,so does the Xing

Compilation No.1
The best way to start a morn
1. Beautiful Day- U2
2. Bohemian Like You -The Dandy Warhols
3. Red Morning Light- Kings of Leon
4. Don't speak - Eagles of Death Metal
5. Joker and the Thief- Wolfmother
6. Highway to Hell- AC/DC
7. Rag Doll - Aerosmith
8. Back in the U.S.S.R- The Beatles
9. Octupus' Garden- The Beatles
10. Good Times Bad Times- Led Zeppelin
11. Get on top-Red Hot Chilli Peppers
12. Baba o Riley- The Who
13. Guerrilla Radio- Rage against the Machine
14. Cochise- Audioslave
15. Jumping Jack Flash- Rolling Stones
16. Rock n Roll star- Oasis
17. Paradise City- Guns n Roses
18. Steppenwolf- Born to be wild
19. Anjaane -Strings
20. Dil Chahta Hai- Dil Chahta Hai
21. Fat Lip-Sum 41
22. I dare you to move- Switchfoot
23. Eye of the tiger- Survivor
24. Folk you- Junkyard Groove
25. Rock you Like a Hurricane- Scorpions

This list is by no means exhaustive, nevertheless it is as close to a perfect start I can get for a day. I could explain the significance of every song and all but my good friend Joseph says I should refrain from treading on Zorro on Doughnuts territory. Thankfully I'm lazy enough not to do so.

Goosebumps

I always wondered why only I seemed to notice Ritika. She was obviously different from other girls. She was so very special. She was always unspectacular in her appearance; she dressed simply, wore glasses and tied her hair in a single plait. Call me old fashioned but I always found her pretty, much prettier than all those other girls around flaunting their bodies in an unpleasant display of pubescent sexuality. She had something about her which was so understated, so feminine; A potential which seemed to elude every one apart from me. I sometimes thanked God no one else noticed her. What chance would I have if Ryan or Aditya or any other pretty boy knew her like I did.

We met in an encounter fit to be in any Bollywood movie. I was walking down to the field to play football when I ran into Ritika coming across from the other side of the road. Our eyes met for the first time and we both froze. It seemed as if look into her soul through those hazel brown eyes. She stared back with an intense ferocity which made me feel as if I were transparent. I felt like fleeing, but I wanted to be there.

Pee Peee PEEEEEE!!

A car moving at high speed lost control and skidded of the road and hurtled towards Ritika.

“WATCH OUT!!” , I screamed at the top of my lungs as she jumped for cover.

The car screeched to a grinding halt on the pavement.

I ran to the other side. I gasped with horror as driver in the car lay unconscious with blood oozing off his head. Oh God, let Ritika be safe. My heart thudded with anxiety as the seconds lengthened into hours.

She was safe. Completely unhurt. Unscathed. Hoof! I breathed a sigh of relief and silently thanked God for this miracle of sorts.

My head took over as soon as I got to her. “Are you alright, Did you get hurt, I’m Adnan I study in your school, are you okay? I did not mean to startle you. I’m sorry are you okay?”

It all started that day. She had later confessed to spying on me earlier too. She thought I was different too. She had been startled by my attentions on that fateful day. She had never in her dreams thought that I would harbor feelings for her. We talked and talked everyday and spent hours on the phone. We were meant to be. She loved me and so did I.

Today I was going to make it official. We were going out on our first date. I spent hours getting ready in my room. My elder brother Tahir did not seem to care though as I ran around trying on clothes. The new Bai kept rearranging the cupboards. Everything was messed up. I rummaged through the cupboard frantically and finally decided on a neat pair of blue jeans and my favorite red shirt. I checked my wallet, fixed my hair and brushed twice before I eventually ran out of the house.

We were going to follow trails and hike on Patel Hill till Samson point, the top of the hill. I reached the venue early and doubled checked all the arrangements. It was late evening and no one was around. Ritika came out of the distance. She was glowing with a radiant aura. She ran towards me and opened her arms to embrace me.

No… No…. This can’t be……

She went straight through me

This is not happening…. She must have died in the car crash… No that’s insane… I must be hallucinating. I have to be hallucinating

Ritika screamed in horror.

I turned around to catch her as she fell on the ground. My hands reached hers….

Thud!!

Dear readers, this short story was written for my cousin's holiday homework. He wanted a horror story.