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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Masala :)

Today has been a day worth mentioning.
If (when) i pass on to the heavenly abode and attain moksha, i would like the world in general to remember me by this day.
A not-so-lazy day of highs, lows, optimism, wonder, a little bit of vanity and of course revelations :)

a) my tonsils have (presumably) shrunk to their normal size
b) a couple of cell recharges actually did what they claimed (more on that later)
c) i was witness to my very first public-spectacle-lovers-quarrel

oh YAY :D
i am not exaggerating my enthusiasm, just in case some of you consider this a mocking cynical(haha) take on the current deteriorating spirit of the youth.... or something like that.

I gawked.
I gasped.
I craned my neck.
And boy, i wanted MORE!!!

There was bag slinging!
There was stalking off!
There was heavy-tone yelling!
There was a posh Delhi market and a not so posh crowd
and There i stood. Waiting for the rain to simmer to a drizzle before i risked (further)damage to my precious cell phone.

I wonder what the fight was about.
Unfortunately too far for audio.
Fortunately close enough to note down the visuals.

Protagonist- Angry woman in white
Protagonist II- Sheepish/meek lover(?)

Action-
Woman Yells
Woman Walks Away
Woman Comes Back
Woman Yells some more

Extras- Gawk

Man with rounded shoulders meekly attempts to follow.
Woman Keeps Yelling
Man shrivels up
Woman Throws bag in the wet Mud (gasp. excitement)
Man half heartedly steps forward
Woman Walks Away
Woman turns back, Growls(presumably), and Walks on ahead
Exit woman Stage Right

Man walks over to Bag
Man stares contemplatively at Bag
Bag lies in the dirt
Man picks up Bag
Exit man Stage Left

(uncouth)Extras- High-Five and chortle.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.
Human Drama. Nothing quite like it!

2 comments:

Wandering Minstrel said...

for a change, good to see that the woman is in absolute control! unlike the infinite sunitas and savitas i've seen being beaten by their drunk partners. yeah, nothing like human drama. Somehow, the spectators are always mute.

Samster said...

if you call chuckles and grunts of laughter, mute.
:)

but on a more serious note... i've never seen a woman LOSE more control (in a public space)

Its scary how emotions can hold us hostage.

AND create a massive scene.

but that of course, is no great loss.

Except perhaps to a sense of composure.