This blog is a monologue that I had to listen to from a sweet friends of mine. Not that I regret listening to it as it turned out to be quite a ride and giving due credit to her, it was quite humorous. I keep pulling her leg about her trademark hair, which I personally think is out of this world, for you could just get lost behind them. In fact I had made a tart remark about the same earlier and she was all angry and yelling and being her about it. Her hair is one wild bush, or big shrub.
"Rahul!!!" I put the exclamation mark cuz that's how she addresses me, as if I wouldn't hear if she called out my name softly.
"Yeah," I said.
"You want to know something funny that happened sometime ago?", what sort of question is that? I live for funny stuff for all that goes into this space of mine.
"Go ahead," I was looking forward to it.
"Once my dog got stuck in my hair," she had the look of utmost embarrassment on her face, and I simply couldn't hold back my grin.
"Now do not tell me that it died after that incident."
"No, no. This is what happened. I used to have this really small pomeranian puppy. Really small and really cute. She used to come lick me when I was sleeping and all," She had entered ther world of animated gestures by now.
"I think we were moving out of our old house to the new house and everything was packed at that time. We had sleep on the mat those days. It was getting late in the morning and my mom had already started yelling at me. To top it the puppy was already licking and kissing my face by then." I was really curious at this point now. She had told me that the puppy was stuck in her hair.
"So I finally decided to get my arse off the mat and that's when I heard the inaudible yelps. I swear I could not see where the sound was coming from. The yelps had by then become wimper and my entire family was staring at me as if I had done the ultimate sin." By then she was little serious, but then the carefree spirit that distinguishes her on normal days was still there.
"The puppy was dangling from my hair, two of its paws free in the air and the other two clawed somewhere in my hair." I was simply listening to the tirade and smiling for I just did not know how to react.
"Know what happened the very next day?" I shook my head for I did not know what to think by then.
"My mom got me a haircut and also got me a hair straightening iron. I still use it even today." by now the glitter in her eyes had returned and she was again the person who calls me "Rahul!!!"
She called me closer to her again and said in a rather hushed and miserable tone, "And I did not even feel a thing."
I was zapped.
* Oye Ms XYZ, I hope I have done justice to what you had told me.
Signing off now, until again I have something nice to share with you.
