Letter 8

hey chicas...

wats with the sad notes?? i absolutely had a heart attack seeing such sad faces...i mean letters... cheer up girls...holi's coming and its time to fill our letters with a little bit of scandalous colours..:). btw, did u girls no i just got sung ' dekha jo tujhe yaar dil mein baji guitar' by a fat, green shirted man.. umm you must be wondering where did i encounter such a specimen...well lets say its all thanks to a certain HSTian...remember nike?.

well this is indeed a queer story. he and i had decided to go out for lunch [ yes HSTians have lunch like normal ppl...they dont eat carcasses as we believed for so long...i was shocked too.:)].. so we had gone for a popular food joint. now nike was the one who suggested that we meet for lunch...i agreed[as you no i never leave a chance of free eating]. so we went and we had food. nothing great about it, except for the fact that we had a female waiter who hated me and loved nike[she actually thought he was cute...well she looked like a cat anyway...so i guess animal attraction towards a fellow animal HStian...being a human i cant really comment on that aspect]...anyway so she kept making monkey faces at me while nike kept laughing like a hyena...so u can say it was a true animal song.. well after such an 'animal'-ated lunch we decided to trudge back home. so nike has a car and it was obvious that he would drop me home. now both me and nike didnt no the area really well. so he got on the car and started acting like...umm like a guy[couldnt come up with an animal here...] ...as he wouldnt ask for directions.. we ended up getting lost in a place which is actually 20mins walk from both our residences. well finally when sense triumphed over his chimpish desire of being the king, he asked for directions. well good enough. but then the chimp turned into a nagging parrot.[god my animal imagery comes so handy whenever i have to describe the HST public...i should really stop these aside snides...but then cant help it...i just get so into it...ok stop...focus on the animal at hand]. he kept complaining about the traffic and everything. i got so irritated i was like listen dude just stop the car and i will get down. i cant take the drama. he then looked at me with owlish eyes[ so reminded me of ur Dugald Tan] and said so u can walk back? grt.

and lo and behold he stops the car and waits for me to get out. it didnt bother the short sighted bat[animal comes in again...i am so on a roll] that it was a weird neighbourhood and weird ppl roamed around. i was mad...mad as a hatter...not really a hatter but then u can guess... so i got down slammed the door and walked...that is when i encountered the weird ape man in green shirt who thought it would be romantic to serenade to me..i tell you its all the fault of the system...teach a man a song and he will sing it in every occasion..i doubt his heart can even strum a guitar...a dhol maybe...or even the lip clucking sound...but guitar...well i will give u my thesis on guitar strumming hearts some other day... anyway so i run back home angry, insulted by being sung at...that also such a bad song...if it was mere khayalo ki mallika i still might have conceded but then whatever... u no the icing on the cake? after i returned nike messages me and i will end the letter with the message of the presumptuous kitty "i loved the time we had today...but y didnt u wave me goodbye when u got out of the car?? i waited..." !!! and ppl wonder y i get chills and weird feelings everytime i meet a HSTian!!

so long

love ya

cos