Sunday, 11 January 2015

Julia

I have never wanted many things in my life and i was content with having less. When kids my age demanded random costly stuff from their parents, i never did.Maybe it was because i saw the futility of the exercise but then most people had the What's-the-harm-in-trying attitude.I did not. And this was how i grew up. So it was reasonable for me to not to expect much from life and from others too. But i couldn't keep much of my healthy disdainful spirit that day.It was scorching month of May and there were bulbous fans and thick-glassed professors churning heat on us.As the clock hit the missionary position, we got out of ours.I was happy to be out of college and was moving fast to be out of the gates early so that the viscous crowd wouldn't get to take my spirit away,along with my speed. Safely out,i took to the lighter mood and opened my new cigarette packet, removed a cig carefully and tapped it on my wrist and took a deep one. Was it the best moment of life, i sometimes wonder. That day while i was strolling back to the dorm from college,when my eyes accidently sifted through the window panes of the newly opened garment store close to college. It was a sort of a headgear.Looked like a navy cap gone wrong.It would great skills to do that sort of a horrible job.Evil perhaps. It was a shade of red,the red which is of revengeful blood and which oozes through the lustful lips of a Janelia when she is angry and with tiny meshes and ever tiny design, i knew it was the one. and god,strike me dead if i did not had the true desire to want it.Since i have been working part-time as pizza boy and janitor too,i had my share of freedom and bit of money too. So i decided to go in and get it. I was hoping it would not make me work overtime. I had to put out my cigarette,some crazy store policy.Normally, that was too much of an offense to me but that day i was not the consumer.more like the moths flying towards the fire. Upon checking with Julia, who was also working part-time there and since we had once something going on between us,she offered me 10% discount on the price of the hat or whatever it was and i was finally going to have it. and life would go on as always. Precisely when this feeling had passed me,the store manager came in from his cabin and moved towards the mannequins when to the horror of my life he removed the hat from the plastic man and took to his cabin with my booty. I was dumbstruck for a while and gaining my sanity i interjected his path to enquire about the hat. 'Hello sir, but i would like to buy that hat you are holding',i asked in panicking hysteria. 'Oh,no.This is not for sale, it a birthday gift for my son'replied the jovial unsuspecting man in his mid-forties. 'but i already bought it, check with Julia there'. 'Julia, would you kindly return the money of gentleman here and if he pleases,show him other hats we have got in stock' 'Do you have one exactly like the one you are holding' 'Well, you know,we have lots of other brands and ...' 'Do you have one exactly like that' 'Ah...no.' It was a very stressful period for me as i could not think of what to do in this situation. i had never wanted something so badly in life and when i wouldn't get it and i did not know how to respond to such a contingent situation. I was confused.I must have been really out of my mind, when i realised that i was running towards home with the cap tucked in my armpits. I know not how the past deformed to the present but i was really glad that i had it . But Julia,my childhood friend,did recall the story for me. Our parents were bussiness partners back in golden town. 'oh,hey what are you doing' 'somebody stop him' After some moment, 'Julia,you were talking to him, you must know him.if you can get me to his home, i will make someone happy and someone very sad.' 'Julia,are you even here' 'Are you listening' 'Juliaaaa...' 'Oh yes,sir,no,i mean no, i don't know him.How could I?I have been here in this town but only a few weeks.And i am not really social' 'That so.Anyways,let's file a theft and see what the police can do.'

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