Returning home at 10.45 a.m from my French Class. Driving. Everything is fine with the world- well almost. Encounter a signal. Closely miss the green light. Nuts and peanuts! The world ceases being fine from this moment onwards and it's over to being not fine. Phone rings. Uh oh! Struggle to get it out of my pant pocket. After a lot of cursing and heaving I finally manage to separate the phone from it's cozy environs into my hands. After a lot of heaving and exclaiming and cursing, I finally manage to separate it from my cozy pocket into my hands. My phone blinks innocently at me. Then I realize that I'm supposed to answer it. I squirm in the sunlight to see who it is.
Sister. Uh oh! Uh oh! I hope that I haven't done anything wrong. Why is she calling me? Fearfully I answer the call. Her tone sounds pitiful. She's asking for help. Something about her bike. It's broken down. I thank God that I didn't break it down. It's okay I tell her. Bike breaking is nothing new for her bike. It just adds more experience to her bike's years. This comment doesn't go down well with her. She wants me to go help her.
Yippee!! I'm her knight in shining armour. Here's a God given opportunity to utilise my super powers and prove to her my worthiness. "Coming Sis!", I exclaim. "Just mind yourself and your bike till I come" She just cuts the phone. "Rude" I say to myself. Maybe next time I'll teach her some manners.
The signal changes to green. I hurriedly send my phone back into it's cozy pocket, kickstart my bike and zoom off. I'm a girl on a mission now. Task-Bail out sis from worhtless bike.
Ufff. Ufff. Ufff. Just when I have to zip super fast all the world wants to drive like a snail. Honk honk. Peep peep. Don't stare weirdo. Look in the front. Grrr-Move away doggie. It's not your day today. Grrr- Mad dogie. "Shoo", I tell it; "Bow-wow", it tells me. I stick my tongue out at it and again zoom away before it gets any weird idea of doing anything to me. It was apparent that it was thinking along those lines by the way it bared it's teeth at me. "Silly doggie", I mutter.
Finally I reach my sis. Even she looks like a lost doggie. "Miaow", I tell her. She tells me to shut up again. I wink at her. She looks ready to strangle me with her bare hands. I give her one last miaow along with my bike. She takes it and goes away.
Me- I hobnob to the bus-stop. I find a bus that would take me home. I find no place to sit. So I plonk myself in the middle of the bus thinking about miaow's and bow-wow's. The bus then gets stalled in the middle of a terrific kissan mixed fruit traffic jam. I decide to figure out life. While I play around with my figures, they decide to collapse. An insect pops into my head. Go away insect. Insect doesn't go. So I decide to locate the reason as to why the insect has come into my head. Search search. Not insect but wallet. Search. Urrff! Bow-wow. Miaow. Miaow. Search search. Wallet search. Search over. No wallet. What to do? What to do? Conductor coming nearer and nearer. Shoo away conductor. Conductor just stares with mild surprise. What to do? I decide to get down before I'm forcefully evicted. I get down. Peoplae stare at me. I stare back at them. Damn! Now I'm more lost than ever.
Then new insect pops into my head. My sis too must be stuck in the kissan mixed fruit traffic jam. Run run. Pant pant. Run run. Don't look people. Mind your own business. Aaah! There I spot my sis.
Hi I tell her,
I'm in need dear.
She asks no question,
Just increases my tension.
It's money that I need,
So give it to me please.
She starts her ranting
While I do the panting.
She shoves a 20 into my hand
And I come out of my trance.
I tell her bye
And she tells me that my brain's a fly.
Fly fly fly. I'm a fly. I want to fly in the sky. No my brain's a bly. It flies. I don't. Ufff.
New mission- Find bus to go back home. Search search. Difficult quest. Bus seems to have disappeared. No wait. Found it. Get into it. Feel happy. Oh shoot! Wrong bus. Get down. Get down again. Search search. I'm in tears now. Uh ho! Traffic is no longer a jam. It's jelly. It's moving. Search search. Eeeeeee. Here it is. Waiting for me. Right where I'd left it. I grin at it sheepishly. Uh oh. Uh oh. It's moving, it's moving... With an almighty cry I heave myself onto the bus. Relief floods me as I stumble but land safely. I hear people sniggering and laughing at me. Conductor hands me the ticket with a wicked knowing twinkle in his eyes. He's laughing at me.
I give him a weak grin and decide to figure out life again.
