Chennai Chandrama..Manase Chai jaare..

Yet another boring day of going to the office …Same old receptionist without any sense of "Make Up" (looking eccentric with that dark thin ribbon that runs over her back which has been worn out and well could I challenge anyone even the old receptionist for that matter that the ribbon was inherited from her grand mother and was in use since decades …may be she needs some more time to accept the fact that the ribbon is dead and gone and high time she has arranged for its cremation. Yes guys trust me even the inanimate objects die.)

I walk down further only to see the lift testing my patience to the limit and taking its own sweet time to come down till I decide to take the steps which to me seems even more difficult than rock climbing and finally exhausted and its already 10:30. Wondering how do I start off my work managing to hide from my lead(lead hitherto called as tiger), I proceed on to my seat only to find a smelly water bottle without water, the junk behind my chair much better than my desk. Then I hover about undecided whether to proceed on to the pantry or to the tiger first, but much before I could make my mind on proceeding to the pantry the tiger pounces on me and assigning me some mundane pile of shit and I get on with it ……yeah yeah only after going to my list of mails that lie dead all nite waiting for liberation outta my mail box. What ever maybe the case the hectic day comes to an end with 10 cups of coffee and lemon tea each, a few lying in the junk few on my desk and one yet to get empty. Now comes the time for me to contemplate how could the company justify its expenditure on me, be it the gallons of beverages and sambar I drink, a phone always allowing me to be in touch with my kith lying some miles away far far off in some nook corner of Hyderabad, the tones and tones of A/C and worse of it my perdium and all my guest house expenditure.

Pondering all the way through I walk back to my guest house which I recently moved located in the "The Defense Officers colony". Popularly known for the good looking lasses of the colonels and the lieutenant's. Now there's a reason for having taken a decision to move into my new guest house hoping for the best to happen. The place is silent with big buildings encrusted with plants and shrubs, serene greenery, big play grounds - the posh area lying in solitude though nearer to city. I was told by a guard that even the rich colonels starve once a day for to repay the loans they took for to own a building. I was told the area is also haunted by the street dogs and I find no less reason as they come in search of mates and try their luck to have a fling with the toy dogs which our colonels proud daughters carry. I guessed the reason. No sooner I realized it. Any way I get up late and hurry to the office not minding my surroundings I miss most of the misses. But way back I just take smaller strides and take almost five times the time usually take in the mornings, but most of those tender lilies snooze away by 9:00 PM with those puffy fluffy teddy bears. I guessed this too as bollywood filimi istyle portrays the rich heroine going to bed. Walking ahead proceeding to my guest house which is hardly few yards away …just diagonally opposite to the place I live I smelt a distinctive fragrance so unique and pleasant, I thought that a probably a rare breed of plant with sweet smelly Cornell's are some where around which I read in my Biology text books in my class eight. Wondering at what that could be that had figured out my attention I just turned around to see an awesomely beautiful girl standing on a balcony staring at the stars. I went numb and I literally stopped walking staring at her I count turn my head …the fragrance was no longer felt - yes yes the sight dominated the smell. I announced myself "How wonderful god's creation is"!!

She was standing on the balcony, her head bent a bit bent forward as if waiting for some one , her elbow placed on the balcony wall, her leg placed on one of those flower pot standing right below her bare tender feet, dense black hair at her back which was let loose almost touching her elbow line, her sensual lips held closed perfectly carved she was a rare breed with female elegance and all this elegance packed in a pink nightie with white stripes. She looked relaxed and calm. Finally the moment I had be waiting for did come. She looked at me as a stranger who recently moved into her neighborhood. What an ecstatic joy I experienced the moment her eyes were on me. I lost half consciousness other half enjoying the bliss of her company. I stood there undisturbed and unperturbed staring at her –Butter flies were flying in my stomach and waiting for some thing to happen……Some thing did happen when she broke the silence with her laughter. Now knowing what might be the reason I stood there bewildering and becoming conscious -very soon to my horror I found a street dog staring at me with its distinctive sharp canines rich with calcium which was glittering in the darkness, they looked harsh and penetrating. What a coincidence Boy watching the beauty, beauty watching the beast and the beast staring at the boy.

I stared back at the dog dumb folded this time completely unconscious of my body as if I resented mobility. I prayed god and the dog that it pass like an unknown stranger but suddenly the dog started growling at me. I wondered why the heck it should and very soon I realized its bitch was standing a few meters away. The dog had a reason too, I suspect it wanted to impress its mate or perhaps it must have mistook me as the boy who disturbed its love making by throwing a stone. I managed to hide my fear and pull up my face. I stared back at the dog trying to convince that I had nothing to do with it and a poor innocent denizen and will remain highly indebted to it if it left the place immediately. I stood there casually only to give my girl an impression that I hardly minded the dog and that I was brave enough even if I had to face a tiger (not my lead as I asserted in my second Para) in its place. Fear was filling my body and nerves and could I hardly give up. My mouth quickly dried up, blood vessels got ruptured and sweat started pouring out in that chilly atmosphere. The bloody dog seemed to have no mercy on me along stone hearted bitch watching its hero in action. The dog looked stubborn. It came nearer and nearer till I finally accepted the situation. I mustered all courage donno where I got that from and took a stance of a warrior with the only weapon at my disposal was my umbrella which never came in use to me, as the day it rains I forget it and the day I take along, the sun keeps smiling watching me walk with the bloody one in my hand. But this time it came to my rescue. Thoughts were lurking around as to what that girl might think bout some one who gets into a petty offence with a street dog. I turned around looked at her, she shrugged and gave a smile back to me.


The zeroth hour of action commenced - the war between two species as only heard in holly wood films. Each of them vying to impress the opposite sex .I let the dog to take the initial step –it would be horrible if I take the first move as it would imply that I attacked the dog first……rather than the dog attacking me .I had my own ideas of defense to run to the nearest wall and climb it if the situation
runs out of hands. I flung the umbrella at it and enacted as if I was to pick a stone and gonna hurt it. It was about to jump barking as loud as it could and I already started running towards the wall, luckily a streaking Qualis which came that way passed us speedily and the dog got frightened. To be frank it frightened me too the already frightened one. I learnt there are levels of frightening too. Donna why the dog finally gave up and started to run away along with its mate .I gave few sighs of relief and gave a heroic look to my girl who had an ever lasting benevolent smile. I won I won …NO NO the canidae gave up; whatever might be, it was my moment of triumph. Thank dog it finally gave up lest I fear how humiliating the circumstances would have been. I threw an unholy glee and rushed to my guest house before getting caught with another dog………sorry sorry perhaps another girl.

My dearling switched off the light and disappeared into her bedroom ………never to be seen again (till now).

...dosent matter there's always next time.

Satish

Current mood: Triumphant