21st June 2007
Dear Diary,
I met him today....it was awful. I don't know how can he talk so much on our third meeting. All he did was talk about the movie he watched recently n said "ekdum jhakaas tha". We talked about work which was not very interesting. I didn't understand what his dept. does neither did he understand what mine does. Anyway...then the bus came phew I was relieved, we get into the bus....n he continues talking...but this time he was talking about school.....argh! I was listening what else. Tomorrow is a holiday thank goodness....I don't get to meet him.Good he doesn't have my phone number...if he asks I won't give it to him...I'll make up something. Anyway bye I gotta go....I'll write soon.
His Diary:
22nd June 2007
Dear Diary,
Oh I wanted to write to you yesterday but didn't get the time. Came home and got busy with the electrician. Anyway, I met her yesterday also...it was such a beautiful scene-she n me standing at the bus stop a slight drizzle and the colours of sunset- beautiful. the scene ended when the bus came damn! We talked. she's really sweet. I have never met anyone like her before. Today was a holiday...man I missed her. I wish I had her number I would call her up just to listen to her sweet soothing voice. I'll meet her tomorrow.
2 comments:
Most stories are of the kind where the man is all unromantic, and the woman is dreaming and all...
but i think this is real life, which is never portrayed otherwise...
Oh! is that so! Didn't think abt that.
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