Sunday, February 05, 2012
Girl with Blue Scarf
I added some sugar in my coffee and stirred it well. I could hear the pouring rain as I sipped it.
“What are you starring at?” I asked
my friend who continued to stare at my mug when my head had chain of thoughts.
“Nothing”, she sighed,” Do you know what
is common between Love and coffee?” she asked.
I pulled my blue scarf a little
closer to cover my hair “Hmmm…I think both are warm on rainy day and their
bitterness can be sweet”
She smiled “And alcohol and love?”
“Err…both give you courage?”
“No. Both make you louse control”
she said it with a grin and I laughed.
“Where do you get those crazy ideas
from” I tapped on her head “I know its empty”
“And you didn’t tell me who gave you
that scarf?” she raised her eyebrows.
I smiled mischievously.
“What?” Her nose wrinkled “Are you
serious?”
“Well, distance matters and you
realize the value of relations” I said “Besides I just needed one”
“Yeah right .And it magically landed
in your wardrobe?” She teased
“Who is…?”
“A human” I paid for our cups as we
left. We were into Big Bazaar; our budget fitting a shopping mall.
“Is it really for me??” I didn’t want to sound surprised but
my tone made it obvious.
“Yes. Who else could I give this to?” he said
“Well, we never exchange gifts” I pointed the fact
.
.
“Well” he shrugged “That’s when we were kids”
“And now?”
“Now, we are kids with filled receptacles” he answered without
looking at me, typing busily for some Facebook comments.
“Are you sure you didn’t buy one for your friends-girls and
they didn’t like it so the first girl you thought about ---”
“Huh?” he frowned “How did you ever think of such logic?” “Girls!!
I tell you, one complex element besides ‘Impossible Answer to impossible
Question’ ”
“Its 42” I replied as I tried it on “How does it look?”I
asked.
“Pretty good” he answered again without looking at me, now
updating the recent HIVE event-GREEN BUZZ.
“What’s the point of even--” I sighed “Oh don’t bother “I left
the room with the scarf.
“Huh?” she looked confused.
“Well, not so important right now”
“So what’s new?” she asked.
“All well in life except the Hive is
having some plans this June for --”
“Well, save it for future. Wish your
brother luck” she checked her watch “Damn!! If I am not home in fifteen minutes
you gotta visit my grave”
Her phone beeped. ”Oh mom, I started
already. Coming in two minutes--”
My thoughts were vivid again as my
friend answer her phone.
“Where are you going?” My brother asked.
“Some where for peace”
“Well, If Himalayas,its cold out there”
“So?”
“You know, you could use some extra clothes”
“I am already wearing two coats”
“Yeah..Well..Okay” he left grumpily as I took my phone to see
my friend’s text informing about the place and time to catch up.
“Find me an auto rikshaw” she
demanded. We took the first auto and I saw my friend leave. I adjusted my blue
scarf and held a tiny box with a message in my mood diary
“Love is poison and Potion
It makes you cry and ply
It teases you and treasures you
To a boy who made me laugh
From a girl with a blue scarf”
