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Moon, the Deflated Balloon and a Cocktail |
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It
all started over a drink. And, before you go on with ‘oh
no, not again’. Let me remind you blokes, history never
minds being predictable. But, this time the cocktail was called
‘Ego’. Nice name, ain’t it!!!
Three shots with new found companion Deflated Balloon(god
only knows from where this sad soul landed) and Moon was all
over itself.
‘I make the tides and hence control peoples’ lives.
And, I have a scientific explanation to it’, so Moon
went on……’since 70% of a human is water
I can influence a human life in whichever way I feel like,………can
make it laugh, cry, dance, sleep’………’Or
maybe fall in love’, added Deflated Balloon.
“Yes of course” said the Moon. Let me show you
……….
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As the steam whistle went off, Johnnie knew in no time
the train would start puffing its way out of the rusty
platform and that he couldn’t take the liberty
of admiring those beautiful Spaniard locks of her glistening
black hair. Hurrying back to his coach, Johnnie didn’t
forget to catch a glimpse of the coach number. Memorised
it by the time he made it back to his seat.
His heart was numbly slow. Somewhat dizzy, was the feeling
inside. And, he was out of his usual share of wits.
Trying hard to comprehend what was happening to him.
Took his hanky out and started wiping the sweat off
his forehead. People around were looking at him. Equally
confused they all seemed. After all, it’s not
everyday that you sweat in winters.
Pouring another shot for itself, Moon looked at Deflated
balloon and asked….’so how do you like it’…..’Interesting,
I must say’ Deflated Balloon replied back.
By now, things were coming back in perspective. Johnnie
sat back straight and let his mind loose. It started
scanning all possibilities. He couldn’t move to
her coach right away as it was disconnected from his.
So, he had no other option other than waiting for the
next station to arrive. Where he could flip seats and
…..and, do what?
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Hmmmm…what
could be an unusual line to get her attention. His mind
wandered. And wandered all around. Wet and wild. When
all of a sudden he felt something holding him back.
Found out the next station was about to arrive and the
train had started slowing down.
Taking a deep breath, Johnnie closed his eyes for a
moment as if memorizing all that he had gone through.
This habit had stuck around with him even after he stopped
going to school. And, it had been some good some seven
long years.
As he got up….. resolved and clear about what
to do, his composure seemed to give in. This he had
never experienced before. Gathering himself he got down
on the platform and started walking in the destined
direction. Life seemed to have come to a standstill.
Nothing around him could distract him anymore. As if
he had been transported to a utopian existence.
Gulping it down Moon looked around in pride and smiled.
Deflated Balloon returned the smile in all deserving
courtesy but as if holding a grin back.
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His footsteps playing the tune of firmament reached
the destination. By then, Johnnie had taken a dip in
a sea of emotions and was back drenched awkwardly. His
heart was beating faster. Any faster, and he would have
collapsed. But Johnny’s wily spirit had carried
him through the crowded passage inside the coach and…….
lo, he was standing right in front her. Her locks held
him mesmerized as she was looking out of the window.
He could see her eyelashes jutting out of the silhouette
of her face like a renaissance masterpiece. Johnnie
moved a step closer, mustered up the courage and said
‘excuse me’.
And, a flash of lightening came down and struck Johnnie
as she said ‘ yes, please’.
Moon raised its eyebrows seeing Johnnie lying flat on
his face. The medical team had arrived on the spot.
Moon not being able to comprehend what went wrong with
his well orchestrated plot asked Deflated Balloon…’did
you get it’
Deflated
Balloon taking a sip said….’have you ever
heard that kind of Baritone ever before. Man, Gregory
Peck would shy away if he heard this guy’s voice…………………………………..’what
do you mean’, Moon said as the leftover grin
appeared back on Deflated Baloon’s face.
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