I am getting skeptical of my vision nowadays. I am not sure if its my eye, or some camera lens in them. Sometimes i find myself staring at bizarre places, like in a cowdung, a crawling worm with it seductive walk(a worm with my usual vision creeps the shit out of me, ewwwww), spit saliva on ground. God, it's not that i stare at solely all the disgusting things, but earlier i couldn't withstand the sight of it.
Maybe my threshold has kinda hiked(lol).
Well the strange incident that i am gonna narrate here was embarrassing as hell.
My keyring was casually hanging down my pocket and i was sipping a coffee with straw. Now, i was in office, and kind of freak that i am, i was standing alone, singing lullabies to me(in mid afternoon) waiting for a friend for lunch.
His block was at a distance, so i took out my earphone and put on loud music. Now i was completely isolated from the world and had a punk feeling listening to "Tourniquet", a hard metal song, though my eyes were equally active.
So i sat down at a bench provided for nomads like me, and grabbed the whole of a 5 feet bench, placing my prized assets(i.e. my Nokia X2, my room's key, coffee glass, and my purse, though i still wonder how was i able to cover the whole of bench by these little possessions, anyways not to sway from topic).
I looked away into nothingness, relishing the moment of life when i saw a squirrel staring at me. A small squirrel. So out of curiosity i passed it a smile(expecting it to return one), and waved it a hand.
I made myself more cozy by settling on the bench, and again waved to the squirrel, 'you wanna come and sit here, share my coffee.'
But the squirrel didn't reply instead stared at me, so i courageously said, 'i know you are scared of me, come on i challenge you, if you are brave enough come and sit here'.
It was still staring, so i looked at it strangely, and gestured it a slap. Then i felt sympathetic as if i could see in the tiny eyes of the squirrel, that i broke its heart(sincerely, what a waste i am, moron).
'Sorry Bro' i spoke to it.
Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder, it was my friend. I shivered as i was listening to the music and was drifted to some other world,
'Next time when you listen to music make sure you lower it down' he spoke.
He looked back and asked me to see there. There was a bunch of people laughing at my dialogues, for i was unaware of it but i was shouting at top of my throat. They stood there listening to my weird monologue with the squirrel.
I stood up and walked hideously, and as i passed beside them i heard a huge laughter burst behind me, and
'Shit' was all i could say.
Maybe my threshold has kinda hiked(lol).
Well the strange incident that i am gonna narrate here was embarrassing as hell.
My keyring was casually hanging down my pocket and i was sipping a coffee with straw. Now, i was in office, and kind of freak that i am, i was standing alone, singing lullabies to me(in mid afternoon) waiting for a friend for lunch.
His block was at a distance, so i took out my earphone and put on loud music. Now i was completely isolated from the world and had a punk feeling listening to "Tourniquet", a hard metal song, though my eyes were equally active.
So i sat down at a bench provided for nomads like me, and grabbed the whole of a 5 feet bench, placing my prized assets(i.e. my Nokia X2, my room's key, coffee glass, and my purse, though i still wonder how was i able to cover the whole of bench by these little possessions, anyways not to sway from topic).
I looked away into nothingness, relishing the moment of life when i saw a squirrel staring at me. A small squirrel. So out of curiosity i passed it a smile(expecting it to return one), and waved it a hand.
I made myself more cozy by settling on the bench, and again waved to the squirrel, 'you wanna come and sit here, share my coffee.'
But the squirrel didn't reply instead stared at me, so i courageously said, 'i know you are scared of me, come on i challenge you, if you are brave enough come and sit here'.
It was still staring, so i looked at it strangely, and gestured it a slap. Then i felt sympathetic as if i could see in the tiny eyes of the squirrel, that i broke its heart(sincerely, what a waste i am, moron).
'Sorry Bro' i spoke to it.
Suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder, it was my friend. I shivered as i was listening to the music and was drifted to some other world,
'Next time when you listen to music make sure you lower it down' he spoke.
He looked back and asked me to see there. There was a bunch of people laughing at my dialogues, for i was unaware of it but i was shouting at top of my throat. They stood there listening to my weird monologue with the squirrel.
I stood up and walked hideously, and as i passed beside them i heard a huge laughter burst behind me, and
'Shit' was all i could say.
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