I think I wouldn't rate them as top 10 or something, but they are truly kind of the most weird things that have happened to me. Of course, some of these things would seem downright boring to some readers. But compared to the rest of my life, these stand out pustules on the palm.
1. I was once on the street with C and S, when eunuchs came and attacked us. C, being a male, was actually bear hugged by one of the eunuchs while S and I escaped behind an auto. C, has never told us how much money he paid the attackers for freedom and hates us till today for ditching him.
2. I once had a blue colour gola and happily finishing it, boarded my usual local. One woman, stared at me for a while and then asked me. "Kya aapko pata hai? Aapke daant blue hain."
3. This one runs along similar lines. When I was playing on the road in my adolescence. "Kya aapko pata hai? Aapne dress ulta pehna hai."
4. I was waiting on the railway platform, sitting on a bench, reading something. This absolutely shabby beggar walks up to me and tries to see what I am reading with his hands behind his back. I could not shake him off and he followed me from bench to bench. Eventually, I left.
5. There is this mentally unstable beggarwoman whose behaviour is uncontrolled and she randomly boards and jumps off trains. For some strange reason, one day, she stood next to me and hit me on the head with an empty plastic bottle before getting down.
6. One day, there was a large breasted bai sitting opposite me in the train. Suddenly, I was shocked speechless when her left boob started flashing bright light. She then dug her hand inside her semi-opaque blouse and took her cell phone out and started talking.
7. Once when I was bathing , my short-sighted eyes noticed dirt floating in the bucket of hot water. I thrust my hand inside caught a beautiful live wriggling lizard, brought it close to my useless eyes, realisation struck too late, shrieked for a week's worth.
8.I was once sitting, in the hostel study room with R, completely absorbed in what I was reading. Apparently, that day, the BMC workers had come for fogging the hostel premises for the malaria season. We were calmly studying when enormous amounts of blinding white smoke started coming out of all windows engulfing us. Shrieked again. Laughed later, though.
9. Another train one. I was travelling with M this time. A little toddler with pustules on his face was picking at them. M alerted his mother who laughed it away. The little guy deviously dissected a large pustule. He examined the peeled skin in his hand for a second and then popped it into his mouth. Yuck.
10. I 'll write the tenth if I remember something . Its too late at night for me.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
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2 comments:
1. Nothing happened to you; it was C who suffered the most. You n S had a good time in fact.
2. Hahaha... at least she dint call you a fawdi!
3. Its not strange - has happened with everyone
4. Why do all beggars have a crush on you?
5. Read point no. 4 again.
6. hahahahaha.... roftl
7. Read point no 6 again.
8. What else did you think? Wish that smoke came from buddha's funeral.
9. Yuck (squared)
have too many pustules on my face that palmar pusules seem scarcely memorable..bu here's one...
There's a destitute woman who sits in front of National chemist..this female can't walk courtesy club-foot and leg paralysis. So she sits on the road all day and her eye-view's limited to our legs...on day i dont know why, i was walking and suddenly this female just made a violent grab for my leg and kept holding it, hurling abues at me..it was so mortifying.. i hadnt even done anything to provoke her and neither were my legs swathed in my usual churidars legs appealing... :-(
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