The boy is on the left of the bottle, now he is on the right, now on the left and again on the right and again on the left --
"Hey! Are you winking at me?"
I sat up, embarrassed? No, just curious. When did he notice me? I had been 'winking' at him for the past fifteen minutes. Well, not winking, I was just bored so decided to explore the physics of eyesight. It was a bonus that he was soothing to the eyes as well. Valentine's day was here, the looming doom of being single yet again had finally rained on my parade today.
I wasn't really one of those people who is a loner, I mean I have friends but, being single had nothing to do with the number of friends or the make up I put on everyday. Being single was a socially discriminating cut off tha divided us all on Valentine's. My friends had dates and here i was, sitting alone at a take away outlet, waiting for my binge dinner, winking away at a smoldering stranger.
He must have become uncomfortable since he shifted his chair and turned his back to me. This was the reality, by now in a romantic comedy, he would have come up to me, looked deep into my eyes, held my hand and said "let's wink at others together, for the rest of our lives." Well, something to that context.
I would have had two more guys madly in love with me, waiting on the other side of town somewhere in their expensive lofts. They would realise their love for me and jump across cars' bonnets in traffic, get hit by strangers in a crowd and stop me as i am about to step into my plane to go to Paris.
Yup.
This is what happens when you wait for your take away on Valentine's and it's been delayed for the umpteenth time.
You digress into romantic comedies.
I looked out the window to distract myself from the winking, I guess there is a point in your life when you have to say to yourself, 'this has to stop, darling, you are better than this at least.' It had started raining, and the small little brain i had left from watching all those romantic comedies, had forgotten to carry an umbrella. Now, my waiting had another reason to extend and soon enough in the hopes of not diving into the ocean of insanity due to boredom I went back to my winking.
I reached home two hours later. A little earlier than i had expected. Sometimes being a pessimist pays off. The rain had turned to a drizzle, the food into coleslaw and I, as expected into a loner.
"Hey! Are you winking at me?"
I sat up, embarrassed? No, just curious. When did he notice me? I had been 'winking' at him for the past fifteen minutes. Well, not winking, I was just bored so decided to explore the physics of eyesight. It was a bonus that he was soothing to the eyes as well. Valentine's day was here, the looming doom of being single yet again had finally rained on my parade today.
I wasn't really one of those people who is a loner, I mean I have friends but, being single had nothing to do with the number of friends or the make up I put on everyday. Being single was a socially discriminating cut off tha divided us all on Valentine's. My friends had dates and here i was, sitting alone at a take away outlet, waiting for my binge dinner, winking away at a smoldering stranger.
He must have become uncomfortable since he shifted his chair and turned his back to me. This was the reality, by now in a romantic comedy, he would have come up to me, looked deep into my eyes, held my hand and said "let's wink at others together, for the rest of our lives." Well, something to that context.
I would have had two more guys madly in love with me, waiting on the other side of town somewhere in their expensive lofts. They would realise their love for me and jump across cars' bonnets in traffic, get hit by strangers in a crowd and stop me as i am about to step into my plane to go to Paris.
Yup.
This is what happens when you wait for your take away on Valentine's and it's been delayed for the umpteenth time.
You digress into romantic comedies.
I looked out the window to distract myself from the winking, I guess there is a point in your life when you have to say to yourself, 'this has to stop, darling, you are better than this at least.' It had started raining, and the small little brain i had left from watching all those romantic comedies, had forgotten to carry an umbrella. Now, my waiting had another reason to extend and soon enough in the hopes of not diving into the ocean of insanity due to boredom I went back to my winking.
I reached home two hours later. A little earlier than i had expected. Sometimes being a pessimist pays off. The rain had turned to a drizzle, the food into coleslaw and I, as expected into a loner.
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