time- 10 pm
location- some restaurant ( cant name it, or i'll be sued for defamation)
my mood - forbidding ...

we ( my entire family) ..entered the restaurant despite my ranting and raving and nose screwing at seeing the horrid sickly pink colour of the paper napkins...[i cannot tolerate the colour pink ...yuuccckkk!] .

anyways , since my stomach started roaring ... i had to give in. i am my appetite's slave. thankfully, i was allowed to pick up the table of my choice (atleast!) ...and as usual , i picked up a table in the corner ..where i could have a gala time eating as well as spying on other people's activites in pink-paper-napkin restaurant.

there were some college students celebrating god knows what with much fanfare and some alcohol. one of them was blowing his nose on the said napkins .

serves those horrid things right. if you are pink you deserve to be treated likewise.

other tables had the usual couples or families ..nothing noteworthy. except one perhaps....

a woman and a little girl. the kid couldnt have been older than 4. and the woman looked rather young to even have a kid. she was calling her 'ma' ..so i guess they were mother and daughter.
The kid had spunk! i had to give her that.

...i winked at her. she winked back...
a moment later she pushed out her tongue at me.

ahh..the joys of being small....the rudest things thy does are considered as nothing but cute!

my manners prevailed ...i gave her an amused smile. too amused perhaps. she grinned back . i noticed her front two teeth were missing.

the 2nd commandment - kids with both their above 2 front teeth missing are to be presumed mischievous unless proven otherwise.

the thought made me laugh .... to which the girl responded with a high pitched screech.

was that a laugh?!?! ...i better start revising my commandments. oh wait ... that was a laugh ... her cheeks were flushed and she looked exactly like a monkey waiting to snatch away my banana . (yep, i hate bananas too. so her circus performance was a much needed diversion).

unknown to both of us ...her screech had attracted the attention of our respective families. my little friend and i were guffawing away madly at each other...oblivious to the perplexed stares of her mother and mine.
the 3rd commandment-- the devilry of childish dispostion has, but only one enemy -- adults.

and since i was the one who wasnt 4 years old , i was given a weird she's-gone-nuts-and-making-my-baby-laugh look.

ouch.

i could have hardly said that out aloud.
and a smile would be further misconstrued.


cute kid....

time- 10:45 pm
location- same restaurant (minus the doormat which now was in front of the paanwala's stall some metres away)
my mood- " :| "(yep ...despite the pink napkins)

WHY.

"why do people die?"
-- "thats because a naughty girl called pandora made a mistake in the
past."
it wasnt until too late ,
that i realised what you truly meant.
did you think i didnt care?
or did you want me not to care??

how could i have known...what you wanted to convey???
what you so jealously guarded from me that year????
did you think that i wouldn't know....finally?
i thought our troubles were over,
when you said -"lets start over".
how was i to know...
that all you meant was --' i dont have time. this is over '

when i showed concern , you turned on your charm
when i prodded you again-you showed me your temper ...
you ignored me ...and then you apologised
you were affectionate..and then you turned cynical
and i wondered...are you still the one who taught me optimism??

"i'll still the earth and get you the stars ...
you only have to ask me once." now ,i ask of you-
when you still the earth ,dont get me the stars-
can you return me what i had once cherished??
can you get me your own self back again??

the secret you kept, was a burden meant for Atlas
and yet you convinced me ,
that there was nothing important hidden from me
i was a fool to believe you
but then , i never really knew what to believe.

we hurled insults, and we cried
we dared , we laughed and we shared
when i hurt you , you hurt me back
when i despised you , u loved me with all your heart.
when i angered you , you knew i was scared
but why didn't you realise i was scared ..
when i left your side,with your heart charred??

are you punishing me for my past...
for my ignorance,my hate?
for my innocence?
or is it just my destiny?

when i was there , seething in anger
why didnt you tell me you had no choice??
why didnt you shout and call me selfish?
why did you say it was okay?
why didnt i know that i was your pandora??