Tuesday, May 25, 2004
A short story
She caught his eye as soon as he went to the bus stop. His heart skipped a beat and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Was this love ? Over endless cups of tea, he and his friends used to debate this strange phenomenon which was sweeping the engineering campus......and now, he felt that he was a part of it..."love at first sight".
He had to do something now. Something to catch her attention and then he can always back it up with repeated visits to the bus stop. After thinking about n possibilities, he hit bulls eye!
Those were the days in which footboarding was at its peak!! There used to be a magical thrill in not boarding the bus when it stopped, but boarding it only after it has almost vanished from the horizon. And then hanging onto it, irrespective of the number of people inside....all the love gurus in his college unanimously concluded that this was the best way to impress any girl.
He got ready. He could sight a bus coming their way and he anxiously scouted for her because all his plans will be foiled if she herself boards the bus. She had to see him in action and to his delight he could see that she was least interested in boarding the bus. The bus stopped, but all his attention was on the girl and his mind was already running overtime thinking about all the admiration she will have for him after this stunt.
The bus started, but he was still at his place, intently looking at the girl. He had done an analysis of bus behavior and usually he found that whenever a bus leaves a stop, there is a particular period where in everybody will see it departing and then they divert their attention to the next possible bus. Before they divert their attention, he had to make a run for it. He had to be precise and when this point of time occurred, he started running for the bus with full vigor. Damn, he muttered to himself...the bus was going faster than usual and he had to run even faster for it now. He ran...he ran...and finally he jumped onto the footboard with ecstasy and looked back in anticipation.
And yes, he achieved it! She was looking at him! But wait a min...why were all the people at the bus stop looking at him in such a peculiar way? He got his answer in the violent screeching of brakes. The bus was a ladies special.
She caught his eye as soon as he went to the bus stop. His heart skipped a beat and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Was this love ? Over endless cups of tea, he and his friends used to debate this strange phenomenon which was sweeping the engineering campus......and now, he felt that he was a part of it..."love at first sight".
He had to do something now. Something to catch her attention and then he can always back it up with repeated visits to the bus stop. After thinking about n possibilities, he hit bulls eye!
Those were the days in which footboarding was at its peak!! There used to be a magical thrill in not boarding the bus when it stopped, but boarding it only after it has almost vanished from the horizon. And then hanging onto it, irrespective of the number of people inside....all the love gurus in his college unanimously concluded that this was the best way to impress any girl.
He got ready. He could sight a bus coming their way and he anxiously scouted for her because all his plans will be foiled if she herself boards the bus. She had to see him in action and to his delight he could see that she was least interested in boarding the bus. The bus stopped, but all his attention was on the girl and his mind was already running overtime thinking about all the admiration she will have for him after this stunt.
The bus started, but he was still at his place, intently looking at the girl. He had done an analysis of bus behavior and usually he found that whenever a bus leaves a stop, there is a particular period where in everybody will see it departing and then they divert their attention to the next possible bus. Before they divert their attention, he had to make a run for it. He had to be precise and when this point of time occurred, he started running for the bus with full vigor. Damn, he muttered to himself...the bus was going faster than usual and he had to run even faster for it now. He ran...he ran...and finally he jumped onto the footboard with ecstasy and looked back in anticipation.
And yes, he achieved it! She was looking at him! But wait a min...why were all the people at the bus stop looking at him in such a peculiar way? He got his answer in the violent screeching of brakes. The bus was a ladies special.
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