Monday, January 5, 2009

A good ‘bad day’ continued

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Rest of the day was uneventful. I went to classes, stared blankly at the board, pretended I was interested in whatever was going on – and I was fine. Pretty neat, huh?

It was evening and I was returning home. I was really excited. We had a dinner invitation that night. I don’t usually socialize, but I am not too stupid to pass a free meal in a five star hotel. So, I got home and dressed up, literally.

I was looking great. No, my mom didn’t tell me that. I could clearly see that in the mirror. Besides, girls were checking me out. Of course they were.  There was nothing or no one behind me, I checked. I don’t remember girls swooning over a plain wall.

Anyway, a girl caught my eyes. She had dark hair, dark eyes, a cute smile…wait a minute… she looks familiar. Oh my god, that was the girl from my dreams! I couldn’t believe it. Damn, I was in love! I was ogling at her like a love struck pappy for the rest of the evening. But I was too scared to approach her.Then I saw she was talking to my mother. I saw an opening and rushed to my mom. Usually I act like we are not even related!

I put on my brightest smile and approached them. My mom saw me and introduced us. “Hey, meet your aunt”, she said gleefully. AUNT? What the……? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

That was it. I lost my appetite……ate like a little boy who never had used spoon and fork. Why God…why? My dream girl had to be my aunt! Yes, she is younger than me… and we are distant relatives… but how on earth I was going to tell her? What a waste of love at first sight.

I returned home only to find that cable was out… so I couldn’t watch TV. I decided to hit the sacks. I almost fell asleep than I remembered, I had a quiz the next day. So I got up and hit the books instead. But as my luck would have it, just then load-shedding.

It turned out to be a good ‘bad day’ – hey, at least I wasn’t run over by a bus or something.

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to a person or a place is purely intentional. I can’t make everything up, you know.

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