Hmmm
PROJEKT iVIEW | Talking-Points | March 16, 2009 at 9:26 pm
iView Author: Aravind Menon (Chennai, India)
Email: 2die4.com[at]gmail[dot] com
Hmmm
Aishu was not her name , still he preferred calling her so . It sounded romantic and he felt that it would help him to catch her attention easily
She was never interested in Sidney shelton , as a matter of fact , she never liked reading . yet she knew that if a girl is sitting alone in coffee day , she should be reading a novel . That looks hot and would get her attention from guys . Every now and then she moved across the bean bag , adjusting her t shirt in between the process . She never preferred these low waist jeans , but again , that was the trend and you gotta wear it for the sake of it .
Latte . That’s what they call it . Its nothing but a light coffee . She always ordered it whenever she was there . She know that it is not better than what her mom prepares when she is back home , but that’s one of the better drinks she found there. And it blends well with Davidoff
Speaking about Davidoff . Again a habit that she started for the heck of it , 4 years back . First job , call centre it was , thats one place in India where you can see Madrid or LA . Every body has freaky colored hair , crazy outfits and using drugs was the sexiest thing around.
It was parvathy who inspired me .She did her degree from banglore and was that hoottiee in our team . She wore dark lipsticks and made sure every one saw a lot of her body every day . She would always get a coffee and would rush out of the cafeteria , onto the parking area and would drag out that white colored pack and a pink lighter from her jeans . All male beings stopped and watched the ‘babe at parking area’ everyday
Hmmm .
Thats something Aishu often said to herself . Everytime she noticed something that she liked , everytime she saw a hot guy , everytime she felt lonely , everytime she felt hungry ., everytime … It was such a integral part of her life .Hmm’s made her alter ego to come out . She once read a novel called “tell me your dreams” and went to meet a psychiatrist . She really thought that she had a alter ego , another person inside her , who would come out and do things that she never would know .
“Hmm .. you are such a bitch parvathy . Hmm .. i love you Mr Priest . Hmm.. I am getting bored of talking to americans . Hmm… I will kill all the terrorists in the world ”
“Did you notice that second thing ? The priest . Oh yeah , i was in love with the priest of our near by temple . It was on a Sri Krishna Jayanthi when all my room mates went home , i decided to visit the near by Krishna temple . I never told any one about my love for Krishna because that would make me look like a silly stupid girl . Now there was no one home , i would wear my red saree and gold bangles , and will visit the temple.” Aishu was excited that day
The moment she reached the temple , the doors closed and it was time for evening Poojas . She felt bad , now she had to stand there for atleast 15 minutes , till the poojas end , and the doors open . It was sin to go home before the poojas end . And hence she stood there , right in front ,fingers crisscrossed , and pushed away constantly by fellow visitors .
The smell of burning ghee , flowers , sandal .,when you have too many good smells , it end up being a bad one . Aishu was finding it difficult to stand there . She felt a bit dizzy , she slowly turned her head down and looked at her wrist , 6.45 PM ., she closed her eyes and started listening to the flowing drum beats .
She almost fell asleep , when the bells started ringing , there was a sudden roar from the crowd , and the doors opened . Aishu opened her eyes in a split second and she saw bright lights and Sri Krishna , wrapped up in silk , smiling at her . She rubbed her eyes and took a second look.
6 feet atleast , broad chest , killer eyes , black curly hair . He was that guy who comes in any girls dreams , and aishu did not take her eyes away nor did she close her mouth . The sandal spread over his hairy chest , the white dhothi added to his charm . He came close to aishu and showed her the bronze plate with sandal . He waited for a few seconds , and seeing the non response , looked up straight into her eyes . She was not on earth.
“I need another cigarrette . there is atleast half of hot latte left in there . damn this t shirt “. She told to herself as her phone rang .” Its Paru . Hmmm . .. Im not gona take that bitch’s call ” . She kept the phone on silent and created a circle of smoke .Aishu cursed her alter for calling her best friend a bitch . Ever since Parvathy taught her how to smoke and walk confidently on a micro mini , she had been Aishu’s soul mate . But she changed over the years . She fell in love , something that aishu never expected from some one like Parvathy , and whats more , she is getting married next month . “What nonsense , at the sizzling age of 25 , she must be mad .. May be my alter is not wrong calling her a bitch ”
The priest dream ended after that embarrasment at the temple . She called up Paru as her alter was worried whether she sinned by getting attracted to the priest in a temple . Paru though , asked her to jerk off the thought from her mind. That was the last serious love that she was in , though she had dated a few guys that she met here and there .
Paru says true love is the best thing that can ever happen to some one . Easily said , but practically , there is nothing like true love . Some thing or the other will never fit in . For instance , she would have atleast tried see the priest guy again , if at all he was not a priest . No matter how handsome and well mannered he is , a highly educated , smart new age girl can never get hooked up with a priest . Thats the law of this world ., and like the daivdoff , micro mini and sidney sheldon , i need to follow it .
“I will marry eventually , i dont deny it . And i will date more guys . I know that .. Many a time , randomn guys would get my phone number and will start messaging me , and i would act as if i am not at all interested and show off to the limits , but then , after a couple of weeks , we will meet at coffee day and the usual love things would happen . And then one fine day , it will end .. most probably after a few nights together ”
“Hmm .. you are such a bitch aishu . cmon , dont you feel shy . This is the third time you are sitting at the same corner of the same coffee day , waiting for that randmn guy who sms’d you . Dont you realise that these guys are exchanging you number ? What ever you pretend , you are such a silly girl , and you are expecting that true love to come , one day , and like Paru , you will marry and will live happily “. Aishu wanted to kill her alter if she had a chance .
“I hate my ‘hmmm’s and my alter . She knows nothing about me . I am just a cool modern girl , who is dating for fun . ” Aishu consoled herself .
“Sachin is his name . Hmmm … Sexy name ” Aishu took a sip of coffee and rolled her neck .Its been 30 minutes .She fired her fourth cigerrette and took a deep drag . Horses started to run over her head . “Oh god , the bloody migrane , may be because i smoked too much” She kept her arms over her head and closed her eyes
“Bhayya … ehhh .. kaisa , sorry , kitna rupees ? ” Cab driver gave him a tough look and informed ” 250 saab ” . Sachien was finding it difficult to cope up with life in Mumbai . He had finally found a transfer ., the long awaited transfer .Then, It was not difficult for him to get her number , as HR’s always gave their numbers to every one . “Gosh , am i looking silly ? If i am not impressing her today , i will never do it ., i heard that she is such a tough woman .
He walked into the corridor , and saw the girls sitting at lobby giving him looks . He always recieved it where ever he went and he enjoyed being a handsome man . He turned left and looked at the right corner . She should be there .
He moved closer to the disturbed bean bag . She was holding her head in her arms , eyes closed . He was confused . He was not sure what to do … He took a deep breath and called ….” Aishuuu ”
She was almost asleep when a sudden striking sound came in .. She opened her eyes slowly .
6 feet atleast , broad chest , killer eyes , black curly hair . He was that guy who comes in any girls dreams , and aishu did not take her eyes away nor did she close her mouth .The light red Nike t shirt and a light blue jeans added to his charm . He smiled and offered her his hand . He waited for a few seconds , and seeing the non response , looked up straight in to her eyes. she was on heaven by then .
“Sachien , Sachithananda moorthy to be exact . My father was a priest in the temple near to your house in chennai . I used to handle the pooja’s whenever i found time . I work in your company , as a software developer . You have no idea how much i have struggled to find you …
“Hmmm …. May be Paru is not a bitch “
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Good One nice post keep it up.
Awesome narration!!
Good work Bro
posting stories is allowed in PFC?? Then I will post couple of mine as well….
We dont have rules here, but coz the blog is Passion for Cinema, we try to keep it to cinema.
But, a nice story, Aravind…you should have just written your casting wish list for this to be short film..cinema blog post ban jaata, Kyon!
Thanks every one .
@Sourav
Im a story/script writer , and i am so happy to see that PFC accepts stories
. Waiting for your stories on PFC .
chick flick?
hmmm……
@Indraneel
Thank you .
A casting wishlist ? :P How about Kangana for Aishu?
neil nitin mukesh as sachien? koel purie as paru? mahie gill as aishu?
Hey Aravind(scaryguy)….The story is awesome…Keep up the good work!!!!
Satyendra
I liked that casting , may be except for Mahie Gill.
Anila
Thank you .
waste of time…amateurish stuff…poor writing..
Sarath
Sorry to disappoint you , will try to improve next time