Virgin and Virginette

Phantoms, giants or ghosts, not sure what they were. Each guy I know had one in hand. They were waving these huge creatures as if they were waving a magic wand to create a stupid effect which almost caught my breath everytime I felt the effect. Among these monsters, lucky me, I could see an innocent looking young man with a desperate and tensed look on his face.Couldn’t help but ask him why he was tensed. He too was confused about why he was there and actually of all, WHERE he was. I stuck a conversation with him and soon realized he had a stronger reason to be tensed. His name was Virgin. Strange name i thought. I asked him what time it was. He said 6:34 AM. Great! early in the morning, in a devil’s den, with an equally lost guy, excellent start of the day. Coming to the actual reason why Virgin was tensed was his girl friend. They have been dating for a while now. Finally they reached the most interesting part of dating – yah the THING! Virgin chalked out a plan for the day. Bike ride early in the morning to the beach, quiet walk till the tent on the far end of the shore, candle lit breakfast(!!!) and then … the THING. But, wat the fuck. Where is he? and damn with whom is he walking!! By the way, he told me his girl’s name – Virginette!! Stranger name i thought. Looking at Virgin’s feelings, i could paint a picture of Virginette’s moods! She woke up two hours back, freshened up and was in the shower for the last one hour secretly feeling good about the imminent THING. She stepped out of the shower, approached the mirror, dropped the wrapped towel and carefully puffed talc all over her slender build. She dressed in the prettiest of outfits and eagerly waited by the bedroom window for the first signal from her Virgin. I asked Virgin again what the time was. He said 6:49 AM. Walking along, we crossed a huge monster with a big computer monitor in hand, waving furiously and saying ” Code! Code!”. Our heads were still turned back by the time we narrowly escaped a tiny bitch right in the middle of the pathway screaming “Dead Line! Dead Line!”. We had to be extra careful till we reached a small room with a big mirror. My head turned naturally towrds the mirror and Aghast!! What the fuck was i looking at. Two ‘ME’s. Yah i was walking with someone exactly looking like myself. The tensed look on Virgin’s face suddenly turned into a wry smirk and whoomp..he vanished into thin air. But his watch dropped and it showed exactly 7:00 AM. I kept looking at the watch and a gentle beep started in the background which grew into pounding noise piercing my eardrums.

I got up, switched off the alarm and quietly walked into the shower thinking of who Virginette was!!

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~ by smachie on March 3, 2008.

One Response to “Virgin and Virginette”

  1. i’m sorry tht virgin made fun of u…next time we find him we will get him black n blue…
    waise nice try at abstraction….lame but still…

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