Wednesday, November 22, 2006

If only Chapter 3

I might take a break for a while with the whole thanksgiving coming up. So happy thanksgiving you all!

If only Chapter 3

AD was busy getting together the invites and the RSVPs and scheduling the reunion. AD was a professional event organizer and she was happy with whatever she was doing. In fact she was proud she was putting this whole event together. She was married to her childhood sweetheart, Gaurav Gupta. They were a happy family and she had a two year old son and she had also adopted a daughter who was four years old now.

When she met Roshni for lunch she was not sure if she should tell her that Viv was also going to be there for the reunion. She held back saying that when she heard about the phone conversation and she figured it must have been DJ’s pranks and she was right.Aditi was confused as to why the two were so dumb to figure out that they were still very much in love with each other.


DJ finally gathered enough mettle to call up Roshni.

“How were your dreams Roshni? Am sure you missed me,did you sleep well? Did anything ring a bell at all in your dreams?” he chuckled.

“Dhruv Joshi, wait till you get back. I will personally make sure that you are dead. Why did you have that jerk calling me? Are you completely out of your mind?” she went on and on, while DJ kept his phone aside. When he finally put it back on his ear Roshni was almost done with her rants.

He sushed her and, “Honestly tell me Roshni, your heart skipped a beat hearing his voice didn’t it?”

She was taken aback by this question.

“That’s none of your business”, she replied.

“What happened Rosh? The cat caught your tongue or what?” and he started laughing out loud.

“You devil you! Get back here and we will fight over coffee or something”, she could not resist but laugh at his antics. He always brought out the laughter and cheer. DJ had that gift.


AD was very happy when Rosh called.

“Hey AD, I would be able to make it after all. Cant stay the whole time, but am sure I can come to the reunion”, she said happily.

“You are telling me as if you are doing me some big favor! Roshni it’s your reunion too, remember you were Ms.Xavier class of 1996? And by the way, I know this is last minute but you might have to give a small speech, since you were Ms.Xavier and all. Am sure it wouldn’t be a problem, you are very good at that!”

“Alright AD! Not a problem at all and you can count me in for sure” and she hung up.

to be continued...

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

If only Chapter 2

This could take a while since its fresh from the oven. Anyways here goes part 2

If only Part 2…

“Roshni, I swear I didn’t have a clue as to where you were and knowing you I would not choose such an odd time to talk. Anyways hope you are keeping well and again am sorry to have woken you up, I should have known better. Adios.”

She replayed the message atleast a dozen times and listened to his voice. It was still mesmerizing as always and she could not give in yet. No not yet.

Roshni was cat-eyed just like her twin brother Suraj. She had looks that could kill. Draped in an ornately embellished sari or a simple kurta pyjama she always looked like a princess – stunning and breathtaking. She had this habit of biting her lips whenever she was uncomfortable or tensed and right now she was doing that.

She stopped the machine and jerked into reality and took off to cook some dinner.


Vividh Patil or Viv or VP as he was called was really a nice guy. He was the star of the group. He was just good at so many things, the multi talented guy type. He was the cul sec (short for cultural secretary) of his school and college, excelled in academics and had great hair and gorgeous looks. He was down to earth too. Now what more could you ask for in a guy?

He was a successful entrepreneur now. He did his masters in Finance and HR from Harvard Business School and was now handling business. His main forte was mergers and acquisitions and he was climbing great heights in a short span of time. He was recently involved as a major player in one of the mergers between two telephone companies in India.

He was at a party when DJ sneaked in the call and he was feeling bad that he started off on a bad note with Roshni again. He was already in her bad books and he did not want things to get any worse. He chided DJ for being so stupid and tried to make amends for his actions.
Even when he heard her yell, she sounded so beautiful. He was always awed by her no matter what she did. So he decided to leave her a message anyways and was sure she would not answer again, he knew her too well. He picked up the phone and dialed her number again.

“Why was it not a happily ever after story?” he wondered as he dialed.

to be continued...

Friday, November 17, 2006

If only Chapter 1

This is my next novel and I have been working on it for a long time now but havent written a lot so will keep posting it as and when I pen it down.

If only...Chapter 1

It was 2 am in the morning when the phone rang. Roshni was too sleepy to answer the call but she picked it up anyways mumbling a sleepy “Heeelllooo”,

“Hey, been long. I hope you know who this is?” said the voice at the other end. It was a guy and she knew that voice but she was too sleepy and irked to recollect.

“Moron! You call someone up in the middle of the night and you play guessing names? Are you out of your mind? Hang up!” saying so she slammed the phone down.

“But, listen Rosh...” the voice at the other end pleaded in vain.

Roshni was a nice person but when someone disturbed her while sleeping for no apparent reason she was a charging bull.


“You knew this and you still made me call her? Dhruv, what were you trying to do?”
“Oops! My bad!” Dhruv chuckled.
“She will eventually figure it out, and you will be in soup”
“I shall take care of that when she finds out” Dhruv said.


Roshni drank some water, turned down the ringer on the phone and slipped away into slumber land. She did not hear the phone ring the second time.

The next morning she left to work as usual. Roshni was an interior designer, following the footsteps of her father and she was now in charge of international operations. She had earned it. Her father had setup business a long time back and was now thoroughly established, even though she wanted to break away from the chain and start out on her own, she still felt that taking up her father’s business and promoting it on an international scale would be a tough challenge. She put her mind and soul into it and she was now slowly seeing some results. They were headquartered in Bangalore and Roshni stayed there for the time being, though she kept traveling internationally to meet with clients and for promoting business.

She was supposed to meet AD for lunch. Aditi Pradhan, popularly called AD and Roshni Shenoy went a long way back. They were buddies from fairy tale times.

“Rosh, did you get the invite email for the reunion?”

“What invite? What reunion? Don’t tell me that you and DJ are planning something cheesy and make a mess out of it”, Rosh queried in a concerned tone.

“Come on Rosh. Give the guy a break. Honestly,tell me if it wasn’t for DJ we would never be laughing so much. He is an adorable devil isn’t he?”

DJ was short for Dhruv Joshi who was also one among this crowd.Roshni nodded in approval.

“Alright, here’s the deal we were talking to our school and decided to have our ten year reunion of our tenth class after ten years, as planned” AD went on. Roshni was lost in thoughts. Just the mention of school brought back so many memories.

“He used to be so nice, what happened? We all used to have so much fun together. Why does it hurt now?” Roshni wondered.

“…and so we decided to have it on Christmas so that everyone would be able to make it. So now after listening to the long history…you better make it. I won’t take any excuses ok?” AD warned her.

“What? Oh on Christmas I might be busy. But let me see if I can work around my schedule. I can’t promise, but I will surely try” she smiled as they wrapped up lunch. She carried that omnipresent smile that was irresistible.

Roshni came back home and checked her messages. There were so many unheard messages and she decided it was high time to listen to them and erase them all. There was a message from her brother Suraj and some marketing calls and a blank call from Dhruv who just said…

”This is a blank call. Blank!” she laughed as she erased it. When she heard the next message she could not believe what she heard. It was the same voice from yesterday night. She knew who it was now. “Why did he call?” she wondered and did not listen to the message. “Of all the people in the world why did Vividh call now?” She replayed it.

to be continued...

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The Unsaid- The end

Pete and Jenny carried on with their own lives, occasionally bumping into each at the café, the garage, pretending to be polite to each other and very much getting on each other’s nerves.

It was the end of February and the movie started on schedule. Jenny was on and off the sets. She had to travel sometimes, she got her own cell phone, and she was busy. She got a call from Steve reminding her, for the tenth time about the wedding. Only then she realized she hadn’t thrown the bridal shower for charlotte and she got busy with it and it went on well, she heaved a sigh of relief after that got over.

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It was the first week of March and Jenny flew in from California for Steve’s wedding. She was like a celebrity who just got there on time; she then realized that she did not have a date. Suddenly her loneliness in her life crept up. She tried to nap the thought off and enjoyed the wedding. It was June and the summer was extremely hot. Jenny and Pete had to run into each other on the sets very often. They were not happy about it. She tried to make it a point to criticize everything he did and he snared at her. He argued about how she was wrong with the characterization. They were turning the sets into a battle field and the director had to call the shots. The two never yielded. The carping and cribbing continued. It was as if a whole other action movie was going on the same set. He was rude, she was a bitch and the crew got to laugh at their childishness!!

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It was winter again, the same Christmas and New Year again. Jenny spent Thanks giving and Christmas and the New Year at Steve’s. It was wonderful to take a break from the movie and she did enjoy, though she missed fighting with Pete, though some of it was compensated at Steve’s. Pete was missing her too. It was February and the movie was to release in two weeks.

“Guess! We won’t be ripping out each other anymore, unless, God forbid, we end up doing another movie together”, Pete finally broke the ice.

“Ya! I guess so Listen”, before she could finish he had left.

They were both invited on the Late show on Feb 14th for a special promotion of the movie. It was to be live on air. Pete went to Allan’s house, joined in their happiness as they celebrated their first year together, it was their first anniversary. When he saw Allan and Irene, he saw how complete they were and how happy they were, he suddenly realized that he was not happy. There was a sharp sting in his mind that told him why.

“I gotta, go now Allan, I’ve got a show tonight.”

“But that’s not until 10p.m. Its only 11 in the morning now. Pete, what’s wrong with you?” Allan asked

“I tell you Irene, he’s been acting like a lunatic for a long time now” and they laughed.

Pete didn’t hear it though as he had already left. He went with a decision in his mind. They had arrived half-an-hour earlier at the studio and went through the usual routine of make-up and meeting with letterman before the show.

“Its nice to have you”, he told them. Pete was the first guest on the show. He was splendid. The money had done him good. He looked happy though there was something incomplete about him. He carried himself very well through the show. Then it was Jenny’s turn. They paused for a break and some other acts before the next guest came in. Somebody stuck something in Jenny’s hand. She didn’t know what to do. It was just a few seconds before they would be on and she had to go in as they gave her the cue. It was a card on the envelope it was written
“THE UNSAID”She opened it.

Dearest Jenny,

“All I ever wished
Was for to see your smiling face
All I ever hoped
Was for you to give me that special gaze

All I ever prayed
Was for an angel like you beside
All I ever dreamed
Was to have this amazing feeling inside

All I ever did
Was love you with all my heart
All I ever wanted
Was to be with you even after death do us apart

All I ever thought
I could never convey
All I ever said
Was never meant to be that way

I don’t know why
I was just so shy
May be if you could give me another chance
I could say the unsaid all over again.

Now all I ever want to do
Is to just keep loving you
Forever and forever”

Probably when you meet the right person, you’ll feel it in your heart. I did feel it. I think we’d be great together. What do you think?” Let me know.
Peter Willard.

Tears clouded her eyes. She was very happy, never felt like this before. She was walking on air.

“You’re on in 5 seconds”, the cameraman gave her the cue.

She was speechless, she did not know what to do. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

“Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for Ms. Jennifer Rodricks” and there was applause. She was in a long, slim, black evening gown, wearing a diamond necklace. She had her hair done and she looked stunning. Pete looked at her from the corner of his eye and was dumbstruck. But he caught a glimpse of her moist eyes and his card in her hand. He had got his answer. The show went on well, they talked about the movie and how she started as a writer and the usual stuff. Then finally it was over. They shook hands and as Jenny walked up to Pete, She opened her mouth to say something. HE silenced her, taking her in his arms and gently pressing his index finger over her lips

“Sssh...", he whispered,"I know. Let me do the talking and say the Unsaid.” and planted a firm kiss on her lips.

Thanks for reading this story, I know the ending came just about too fast but as I told you before this is just a brief gist of the storyline. The original story would be more elaborate.

Shall start posting my short stories next.


Stranger than Fiction

This movie was a sweet surprise. The story line not so captivating one would think but it comes as a sweet shock when you laugh along and live the life of Harold Crick, an IRS agent who does not control his fate and he is just fascinated I think that would be mildly put, he is obssessed with numbers, everywhere every time he always finds numbers to keep him busy be it the restroom or the steps he takes to the bus stop. In short he does not have a life and this Karen Eiffel, the writer of his story forces him to get one. The way he tries to communicate with the author when things go wrong for him is really funny to watch.

The scene where his house gets wrecked is funny and then he realizes that its time he gets control over his life and does so many things he always wanted to do.

Maggie Gyllenhall has played her role as Ana Pascol well and Emma Thompson excels in her role as Karren Eiffel, the psychotic writer who imagines herself being killed when she wants to kill one of her characters, of course you can't expect much less from an actor of her calibre. Will Ferell is funny and charming as always. Directed by Marc Forster(Finding Neverland...wat's with this guy..always books,authors and fiction)

All in all a good watch this movie.

Picture courtesy : comingsoon

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

The unsaid Part 20

Without further is

The unsaid part 20

At first he thought, “What is she doing here?”

“Well, it was just a date and then she decided to call it off. It was nothing.”

She too looked at him and thought about it for a while but only when they got to meet the producers they were introduced to each other. It was a very cold handshake. They realized they were working on the same movie. Though she hated the guts of Pete, She still had to admit he’d make a perfect designer for the cast, as he, she felt, was like her in thought ( Even though she was not proud to admit this to herself or Pete). They decided on the story line and once again the cast was confirmed, though there were a few changes now. Jenny would start working immediately and Pete too had to start designing. It was going to be a very long year as they planned to finish the movie in 8-10 months and release it in February of the next year.

“Well it’s all set then, Shall we disperse or do we have any more queries?” Mr. Franklin, one of the producers enquired.

There were more clarifications and queries. Finally it was all settled, all doubts clarified.

“Ok then ladies and gentlemen, we meet here exactly one month from now. That’ll be 25th of February 2002”.

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Vicky was busy preparing to throw Irene her bridal shower. It was a very beautiful thought and she invited all of Irene’s friends and it was a very happening bridal shower.

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As instructed by Allan, Pete did not use the thousand bucks; instead he paid him the money. He had been requested to design Irene’s bridal gown. As a best friend he couldn’t do more. Irene came to the boutique and tried it on. It was a very beautiful gown.

“It’s gorgeous Pete. Thanks a lot” her eyes were glowing with joy.

“I’m just happy that I could do something for you guys. Don’t mention it.”
It was a beautiful white satin gown garnished with laces, appliqués and tissue. It was everyone’s dream wedding gown.

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Jenny was busy, day in and day out writing the dialogues for the movie, she was drafting a rough, redrafting and drafting and redrafting the final draft. She was always seen with the laptop. It was the life line for Jenny right now along with her cappucino. She was in the cab with the laptop. She had forgotten about Andy, Steve, Pete and even how to live. She was dressed in slacks, all the time. She wanted to make it big with her first movie. So she was putting in all the efforts she could. It was as if she was living in another dimension.

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It was the 2nd of February and Pete was at his boutique. He was busy drawing sketches for the designs. He checked and rechecked with the existing designs, picking and rejecting. It was, he had to admit, a very tiresome job. He had no one to consult except his assistants. There were two of them Alex and Gracie. They two were putting in their efforts. It was a big break for them too.

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It was the 13th of February and it was 6:00 in the evening and there was chaos and commotion at Allan’s apartment. It was his bachelor’s party and it was the usual bachelor’s party and I don’t think I’ll have to elaborate on that. The next day, was the D-day for Allan. He was quite jittery.

“Everyone gets cold feet before marriage Allan, its very natural. Just get over this pre-wedding nerve and you’ll be better.”, advised Pete.

It was a very happening night for the guys and they enjoyed it to the core.

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It was Feb 14th and Allan’s wedding went on very well. Pete was dressed in his Tux and was looking smart in the black tux with a neck tie. After the wedding the couple left in the usual tin-foil cans tied car, and the throwing of the bouquet by the bride and usual shower of golden spangles and confetti.

At the dinner after everyone settled down, Pete proposed a toast to Allan, “Well, I’ve known the guy with his gal for just 8 months and he’s just terrific. He was not jittery, unlike others, he was not scared to commit. That takes a lot of courage. I am happy for Irene but sad that she stole my roomie, though. Here’s to Mr. and Mrs. Turner,” and they all raised their glasses in acknowledgement.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

The unsaid part 19

When you are almost reaching the end of the story you get to the point where you say..
Am done reminding people...

The Unsaid part 19

Jenny was shocked to hear this “Why does this always happen to me? Anyway, he did not treat me bad. So I’ve got nothing to lose. I had a wonderful evening, had a great dinner. Well, if I am single I think I’ll have to put up with all this. But definitely not with jerks like Pete. What does he think of himself?” she kept thinking and fell asleep.

Pete entered his apartment. “Hey man what’s up. How was your hot date?”, Allan enquired

“The best evening of my life. I wish I could tell you more, but I gotta get some sleep man” and he went off to bed. Allan was left wondering.

“Hey Pete! I hope you know that you are my best man and don’t forget about my bachelor’s party.”

“Sure man”, Pete yelled back. “Now I have to get some sleep. I am too tired.

It was almost a week after their first date. Pete decided he would call up Jenny. He did not know why, but he liked her. He thought they would be great together. He dialed her number. In that past week he had thought of sending flowers to Jenny, but he thought that would be a very big step and decided not to do so.

“Hello can l talk to Jennifer please.”

“Ya! Pete I just got one thing to tell you. Stop bothering me.”

“Why ?Did I do anything wrong?”

“What happened? I think I have the right to know”

“Well I think you had a bet with your friend about taking me to dinner.”

“But Jenny…..”

“No buts, Yes or No?”

“Yes I did make a bet. But…”

“Well, that’s all I wanted to know. Good bye.” And she slammed the phone down.

“Hello..” Pete kept taking, but the line went dead.

“Well its fine, if she’s not interested, why should I bother” and he slammed the phone down.

“I don’t have to woo her I am not that kinda guy.” That’s how their love story began.


Allan was very busy with arrangements for his wedding. He was hardly ever in the apartment. Pete felt he had the whole apartment to himself. They were busy posting cards, deciding on the guest list, fighting, making-up. Pete just loved to hear Allan talk. The guy was funny. He just watched Allan talk about his experiences with his wedding arrangements. It was humorous.

“Take my word, Pete. Don’t get married. If you ever get married, don’t get married on Feb. 14th. There’s something about that day, that gets people excited.”


Steve called up Jenny and told her the good news. Jenny was happy for him.

“You know Steve, its time you settled down in life. I believe you are marrying the squint-eyed girl friend of yours. Tell her that I want to meet her soon I’ve lots of things to tell her.”

“Don’t even dream about it. That’ll never happen”

“Well, we’ll see about that Steve. She’s my good friend you know. We need to talk. I’ll call her up.”

“Don’t even dare to lift your finger to dial her number. I know, what you have to tell her.”

“Nice try, Steve”. “Good bye…” and she hung up.


Andy was in Philadelphia now with his sister. He was on medication. He had consulted his psychiatrist and he advised him to go on medication as his stress level was too high. You must control yourself. Don’t get emotional over anything. Andy then decided his only cure was Jenny and he called her.

“Jenny, Andy here”,

“What do you want now, Andy?”

“I don’t want to bother you, but I think I am going crazy with out you. Why didn’t you stop me when I was going out? I think about you Jenny. I don’t know what I was doing.”

“You’ve given me all that enough and more reasons to hate you Andy. Tell me what’s new or keep the phone down. I am sick and tired of going through this trauma again and again. Stop calling me. If you dare, I’ll call the cops. Take my word. Get over our relationship. Face it. Its over I have moved on and I think you should too. Good bye Andy. Take care of yourself” and she hung up the phone.

It was the 23rd of January and Jenny was busy with her movie. She had talked to the chief Executive Producer of 20th Fox Pictures and they had decided to start shooting in a month. So Jennifer had very little time on her hands where in she had to throw a bridal shower for Charlotte (Steve and Charlotte were planning to enter wedlock somewhere in the 1st week of March. They had not yet decided on the date) write the script for the movie and also continue her job for the sitcom series. It was going to be one hell of a month for her.

The producers had consulted with her for the casting, and they had decided on everything. It was all set to start by the end of February. She had very little time to squeeze in everything.Pete got a call from the producers and he was asked to come in for a brief introduction to the story session, so that he would understand the characters well and design accordingly when he walked into the hotel lobby of “The Millennium Hilton”, little did he realize, that he would run into Jenny again.

To be continued...

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

The unsaid part 18

Here it is... I am trying to keep it in flow with the story that's why some posts are long, some are short. so bear with me.
Also make sure you read the other parts to get a hang of the story.
Happy reading :)

The Unsaid part 18

Jenny could not believe she had such a wonderful time. She did not want to get involved, very soon but the way he treated her, was all-new. With Andy, it was never like that. They basically grew up together, so there was no boyfriend, girlfriend. They just used to hang out together.

“What an idiot I was to think, that it was true love. Thank you, Andy for realizing it and also for making me realize”, she thanked Andy as she was going up in the elevator.

She went into her apartment and apparently seemed to be in a very ecstatic mood. She was humming some song.

“Hey Jenny! You seem to be in a very good mood. I presume your date went well. So who’s the lucky guy?” Vicky enquired.

“He is my prince charming, Vicky. I never thought I’d be so happy, not even in my dreams.”

“Did he seem interested?”

“I think so, but I’m not sure. You know I was so much crowded with my thoughts, for a minute. Thank God! He’s not a mind reader.”


“You know! The usual stuff you think about, when you go on your first date. Well you had a lot of stuff and time to think about, I had a horrible time at first.”

“Oh yes! I do go through all that, that’s really bad. So who is it?”

“It’s that guy I met at the party yesterday, Pete.”

“Peter Willard?” Vicky enquired. “Oh yes. He’s a friend of yours right?”

“No, I mean yes, but friends. We met at the New Years party.

"If you’re interested in him I’ll step out Vicky.”

“Nothing like that Jenny. I just had to tell you one thing though, he had a bet with his friends about taking you to dinner. Its not that I want to ruin your relationship with Pete. Just wanted to you to know”, and she turned in for the night.

to be continued...

Tagged by PK...long long ago

Sorry PK, I missed out reading your blog for a while and just came across the tag.
So here goes. As all tags officially start...
Tagged by PK

I'm thinking about: cleaning my kitchen.
I said: I Love you, to my niece !
I wish: I had an SLR digital camera,specifically a canon EOS series....
I hear: Reba talking on TV
I wonder: what if there were more than 24 hrs in a day??
I regret: not having visited california till date!
I am: just a little bit weird
I dance(d): at a party a few weeks back, sometimes in my car listening to Don.
I sing: Main hoon Don everyday.
I cry: never in front of others.
I'm not always: lazy
I make with my hands: play dough dolls for my niece.
I write: my blog everyday.
I confuse: others...(atleast thats what some of my friends tell me when i talk to them)
I need: a long vacation

I would like to tag my fellow bloggers to write on this one.

Monday, November 06, 2006

The unsaid Part 17

I guess a week should have been enough to catch up with the previously of unsaid...
Here is part 17 now..

The unsaid Part 17

They sat down. Their table was near the window. The restaurant had a dim lighting. Kenny-G was on the saxophone. Each table had its own speakers.

“Shall we order”, he passed out the menu card to her. The waiter came and took their order.

“So, where are you from?”, Jenny asked.

“Opposite block to yours” and they started laughing. The tension eased a wee-bit.

“I am from Florida. My folks live up there. We have out own farms there you know.”

“That’s nice. Lovely place”, she commented,

“Have you ever been there, Jennifer?”

“Yes. Amazing weekend at the resort for New Year.”

“That’s what I call destiny. I could have met you earlier in Florida. But, my folks came here for New Year”

“That’s interesting. So how long have you been in New York Pete?”

“About six or seven months. I tell you, the city is amazing.”

“So, I reckon you like it here, huh! Aren’t you fed up with the monotony?”

“Well you know me, I am my own master.”

“You just, sounded like me”, and they enjoyed their dinner quietly, not quiet as much quiet.

“Do you like the food?” he asked. “What a silly question to ask her? You are a moron!” he said to himself.

“It’s amazing. I wonder how I never came here before.

It’s strange thought Pete you’ve been here only for a short while; you seem to know New York quite well.”

“Jenny what’s wrong with you? You’ve gone far overboard. I should write about this in my show sometime, It’s no time to think about shows. Oh God! Help me, shout up!”, she thought.

“I like traveling and I love to eat. It should be good food. So what you do in your free time Jennifer?”

“Nothing much and call me Jenny please. I thought you would pick up the cue. I kept calling Pete. Enough of embarrassing me. Well I write.”

“No, that’s your job I asked you about your hobbies.”

“Well I like to star-gaze. I have my own telescope and eye capturing sky’s cape at night. “I thought you looked at the sky Jenny, not at the sky’s cape. Don’t tell me you’re a peeping Tom?” And they stared laughing.

“I did watch the Leonid showers. I kept making wish after wish for the meteors, everyday. It was a wonderful sight, looked as though the sky manufactured its own fireworks and put up a night show. It was a spectacular event. Did you watch it, Pete?”

“Oh Yes! I did fascinating stuff”.

“So, how did your get into fashion designing, a very interesting and challenging job, isn’t it?”

“Yes it is. I was, quiet good at drawing from my childhood, not that I wanted to become an artist, I did do a few art exhibitions, but I got paid very less. My father could use the money, so I switched to Fashion Designing and well I am making enough dough to afford a car and an apartment in Manhattan. Now that’s life isn’t it?”

“Oh yes it is”, she nodded heavily, her earrings dangling. “You tell you were good at drawing right, Pete?”

“Quite good yes”.

“Then will you sketch my portrait right here, right now. I’d love to have my portrait sketched. It’s always been a dream of mine.”

Pete hesitated. “I don’t have the proper equipments.” “Yes you do”, and she gave him a pen and a paper. “Tell you what, I’ll sketch you roughly. But you can come to my boutique anytime and I’ll sketch you your portrait. Its my birthday gift to you.”

The two suddenly realized, that they were having fun and the voices inside had silenced themselves with the tape. Then finally left the restaurant and the traffic was not that heavy, so they reached home easily.

“You don’t give me the pleasure to walk from the car to your door, ‘coz you live right opposite my block. That’s sad, isn’t it Jenny?” and they started laughing. . She was looking so beautiful and lovely sitting in his car, laughing at his stupid jokes.Pete suppressed every nerve of his to kiss her.

“To tell you the truth Pete, I was apprehensive at first. I thought I’d broken down and it’d ruin everything. But, you are an interesting guy Pete. I must admit. I had a wonderful time tonight. Good night Pete”, and got out of the car and crossed the road.

“You jerk! Get up and go behind her. You should have said something too. Are you deaf or what? Didn’t you hear her talk, then couldn’t you have talked back. You just sat there gaping like an idiotic ape….”

“I’ll call you Jenny Good night” he yelled out as she went in. She waved back and smiled. She was surprised he didn't make his move to kiss her goodnight. That was sure something different and totally not typical of a guy she thought as she took the elevator upstairs.

to be continued

Friday, November 03, 2006

Haunted Halloween!

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I wanted to write this post on Halloween but I was busy caught up doing all crazy things and could not get around doing it. This Halloween I had awesome fun and an amazing time! I don’t want to bore anyone with the history of Halloween (honestly speaking…I myself don’t know what it is all about. You can always Google for answers)
This post is about what I did for Halloween. The following can be classified into that category:
Went on a Haunted Hayride
Went to the Halloween fest in Salem, M.A.
Dressed up as a witch and flew on my broomstick!(and no am not the witch in the picz. its just a mannequin)
Made a magic wand
Went to a fright fest

Now let me elaborate a little bit on these. Hayrides were always fun! I miss the hayrides back in Keith’s (a friend of mine who lives back in Illinois) farm. We used to be dragged around on the tractors, carts filled with hay cubes, Marlin and Daniel popping out of the blue and scaring the beegeeses out of me. Regretting the first time I did not take my warm jacket to keep me out of the cold…but I enjoyed it every time. I always made sure I took the last ride not many commuters, so I could lie down and I loved gazing at the stars on a lucid, cold night! Come back to hot chocolate and then there is campfire where you can spot Linda, Kudzai, Beth singing away! Making smores, over-roasting the marshmallows still eating the smores anyways, fighting with each other to grab the stick to roast the marshmallows, the Hershey’s chocolates half eaten before they went into the smores! The little odd games that we used to have during this hayride evening. I always had fun, I never wanted to go back home after the rides. Miss all you guys.
Ok now back to the hayride I went on this time, it was a long line to get the tickets and then another hour to get on to the tractors. There was this guy donning a mask who kept coming with different props and scaring the hell out of people while we were waiting. That was supposedly a sneak preview to what was in store at the farm when on the ride. It was a good one though, there was a bloodsucking vampire, a psycho Steve, and some demons may be. They were armed with electric saws and baseball bats and cropped out of no where and kept terrorizing people all the way. It was fun, I screamed my lungs out. Since I knew what was coming I was not that scared but I must admit screaming was lots of fun.
There was this tunnel kind of thing where they played haunted music and closed both ends of it and there were all these scary people around to terrify you. That was the grand finale of the hayride. Then we walked into a haunted house on the farm and one room was completely dark and it was quite spooky to walk through those. Finally it ended with a walk through a corn maze. A cold night, no hot chocolate or warm campfire. It still was fun slightly marred by drunken teenagers sitting next to me and who were totally insanely intolerable creatures. They were worse than the masked musketeers!

Salem, Massachusetts is famous for the witch trials in the 1600’s. I learnt quite a bit about it watching Sabrina, the teenage witch and then of course I have Googled and gained a lot of knowledge about the city. Someone suggested it would be the best place to visit for Halloween since they always have a Halloween fest. So decided to visit the so called place. Hit heavy traffic and even almost changed my mind, but ended up going there anyways. When I went there I felt I was in Diagon alley (if you have read Harry Potter you would know). There were all kinds of stuff being sold there wings, crazy hats, wands, hotdogs. There was Edward Scissorhands, bikers dressed up as werewolves. I visited the psychic fair and got my present, past and future read by a tarot card reader and orb reader. The highlight of the whole trip was when I dressed up as a witch and cast a spell with a wand and took off on my broomstick. Felt like I was in a Harry Potter book with my purple robe, cape and pointed witch’s hat lined with purple feathers! Everywhere I spotted people dressed up mostly as witches and wizards. It was one crazy town, was total fun being there.

The night before Halloween went to six flags for the fright fest. Took the superman ride yet again! It was one helluva ride. Then walked through the trail of terror. Since I had already been to the haunted hayride, I knew what to expect in the trail of terror though some small kids were scared and did not even enter the happy valley (that’s what they called it). All in all Halloween was very, very exciting and lots of fun.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


Intentionally for people to catch up with the unsaid, am giving a good break! Halloween was fun did a lot of stuff around it. Shall post more on that.

I am also getting back to my picture blog. click here. Thanks to Prasanna for it though. dunno if u r reading this Pras!

Most of you would have already seen the pics..but no harm in posting them again is it?

For those of you who are regular readers and think am being unfair and not posting unsaid , i guess you could use the break too. I shall start posting the story from Monday again.
Will do a bit of other posts during this break.