‘A lot can happen over coffee’…this quote is seen in most of the romantic novels or advertisements of coffee, but this blog isn’t about the romance, it’s about interpretations of actions that are irrelevant bringing about a downpour of consequences (I though I should use some heavy words in my blog).Coffee place just happens to be the spot where friends hang out (includes the serial F.R.I.E.N.D.S). One such hangout is most memorable to us (me n Appu) where we nearly died of laughing and I had told her that this will definitely be one topic I will be blogging about. So the story unfolds like this: {font is changed to give some effect, if you don’t feel it, fake it!}
“One summer noon in the month of March, when I had come down town, my mother asked me to attend some pooja in Mangalore and though I was reluctant in attending it, the thought of a reunion with my pals was more appealing that I agreed to attend it, with the condition that I have quick lunch and leave early so that I could meet my pals and she agreed. So I finish with all the ‘I don’t know who your’ smiles to relatives (I didn’t know some of them were related to me, but they sort of knew my biodata) and hurry towards the café coffee day where my friends awaited me for the past half hour, as I start my brisk walk towards them, I notice their expression, Appu-with the evergreen smile on her face, Adopted Son-I hope she doesn’t comment on my weight loss look, Dillz-‘I have so much of work to finish, can’t she for a change be on time’ look and of course I did miss the other two gang members Jos and SK, after the casual hi and wassup, we settle down and then individually start the autobiography from the point where it was left in the last meeting(though we do the swearing and cursing over the phone but live meeting is always better),we order some exotic coffees and realize they have only two kinds available, what the heck! We order what ever is available. As we sip on our coffee and talk total nonsense Dillz announces that it’s her first time in a Café coffee day (let me make it clear that she is not from a remote village who has never been to a Coffee house, its just that she didn’t visit one) . Appu and I cook up some story of how your first coffee house visit should be.(romantic, friends spying and throwing popcorns used as keywords in story–as you see in some crappie bollywood movies) .Asaf makes a comment about something quite irrelevant(as he thinks) but isn’t considered so by us and that point of time ,I swear, both me and Appu laughed our lungs out!!!!It was a solid half an hour continuous laughter, with tears rolling down from our eyes and people around giving us confused look. Asaf and Dillz kept asking why we were laughing so badly, we just couldn’t respond …
Though the matter was utterly stupid and trivial, every time I think of that incidence, it brings a smile on my face; I remember it as the day I cried because of excessive dose of laughter ;-)
Ammu,i swear that particular day has left a permanent imprint which can neva be erased...:)i've missed laughin together wid u on many occasions after this incident (i've mentioned it though-nandini hotel lunch, kalmane coffee outtin wid the whole gang and jos's engagement),many a times,v controlled our laughes...i still remember asaf's expression(that expression which all says-"i will kill both of u")...i agree that both of us are mad and stupid and really deserve a punch from asaf...:)
ReplyDeletehey gal,well written incident...:)effects r well projected..:)
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