Jason walked-in... This matured, self-assured geek of a guy didn’t know what he was getting into. As soon as I saw him, I poured out my story. I always wonder that in everyone there’s a streak of butler English. I know you all know what I mean. And it comes out in the weirdest of moments ever, like when you are with the person you have this gigantic secret crush, when you are talking to your Boss, when you see a snake or imagine it, the list goes on… So I poured out my story to him in a broken voice, hmmmm actually in broken English. Now when I look back, I feel that, that was quite an animated and eloquent out-pour, with my eyes almost dropping out of my sockets, my hands flying..you know, I know you all know what I mean... But Jason looked unperturbed. He looked at me with such calmness that would have, in another occasion, brought us world peace. And said ‘oh no problem. Lets stop by your place in the evening and have a check’. Was I relieved..you bet I was. My gloom cleared. I even hummed a song I guess..
So Jason, Sunil and I set off to my apartment, Sunil with pure selfish of intentions, he needed a photograph and a exciting bedtime story for his daughter. In another occasion, I loved going home. My modest abode had everything I wanted, a bed and a TV..but today I dreaded every bit of my journey home. I parked and waited for them, I am definitely not going in there alone. We let Jason enter first. How I admire the way he walked into the flat, confident and in total control. We, lesser mortals followed. The place looked organized as I left it that morning. I wonder what was the pest control guy meant by searching inch by inch. The place was untouched. While Jason went through the search in methodical way, we both just stared. While I was totally paralyzed and had difficulty in moving, sunil had partial bouts of paralysis. Jason searched everywhere and couldn’t find anything. We were pretty sure that the thingy I saw in the morning was a rope indeed. Sunil was suddenly chatty. He started gyrating in the apartment, talking suddenly about anything and everything. He opened the door of laundry room and made some comment about some cartons lying there. That brought me suddenly out of my stupor and I said I heard some noises there sometimes. Sunil and Jason moved those boxes and sunil gave a sudden cry. That was it..., I burst open the front door and sprinted out at 150miles per hour...like a dart, like a bullet, like the wind itself. If I participated in athletics at that moment, I would’ve made India proud! Sunil followed closely…but with the latest update. He said Jason found a snake! The Snake!!! I almost fainted...
To be continued...
4 comments:
Nice... So Jason is the hero of your story... And sunil his cheeky friend. aayayayaya. Snake is the hero i should say..
vanapamu ayyuntadi....daanike intha lolli
for a writer of your caliber, you writing "such a calmness" in your blog was a total blunder. and usage of words if you can be more sensible there this is a real good post .
P.S:-- @topic you are acting a bit too much for a snake LOL --A
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Thanks for the correction and the honest opinion. I changed it now.
Coming to the topic, for a person who never came across anything but houseflies all her life in India and had to deal with a snake in US was quite a deal indeed!
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